ELLO AGAIN PEOPLEZ! I'm back=D and really busy, sorry, been a bit discouraged but as long as I'm making one person happy I'll write ;)… anyhoo, I'm introducing an another OC in this story/chapter(s) sorry guys, but she's been stuck in my mind all week, sorri, forgive me of ma sins! =) Enjoy!

I don't own Sly Cooper and all those characters, I own Dean and Leah.

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Chapter 6: Night time in Venice

The trip to Venice was dragging on, we traveled quickly but everything slowed down in Sly's mind, Bentley was handling the map while Murray was speeding up and down the road, I smiled, he was missing those days as a race car driver. Dean was in the back of the van amusing himself by drawing on a notepad, shame, I really felt bad about being angry at him earlier I mean, he was most likely an orphan, picked up from the streets and now on his way of to Venice without a say in the matter?

"Hey Bentley?" I turned my head facing him, "Wouldn't it be easier to help Murray out if you sat in front? I'd be more than happy to swap places."

Bentley agreed and thanked me, I stepped over the seat and we traded positions, I sat where he was listening to Bentley and Murray arguing,

"Take a right here!" Bentley shouted, Dean lifted his head from his notebook, surprised of the yelling.

"Its forward Bentley, I know what I'm doing!" Murray replied, those two really made me smile.

"Ok you two, come now, Murray, Bentley has the map just listen to him." I called from the back seat.

"FINE." Murray said, not really yelling and the van took a sharp left causing Bentley to hit the window and myself landing on top of Dean. The can came to a halt just before,

We all erupted in laughter, except for Dean who was very confused,

"Um, not to imply that I don't pay attention or don't enjoy being crushed and all, but what just happened?" he asked.

I smiled and pulled myself off him, and fixing my cap, "Nothing, Dean, brothers just being brothers." I said nudging Murray,

I got a smile in return from him, and he started the van and we were on the road again,

"Take a right here." Bentley said smiling,

"Let's not start this again Bentley." Murray said joyfully,

I took a sat just opposite of Dean who was now busy with his notebook again,

"Dean, what exactly are you dong?" I said pulling my cane closer to me and sitting it next to me.

He looked up at me, and said, "It's a sketch."

"Can I please see?" I asked giving him a puppy face.

He seemed unsure but then smiled, "Okay, please don't laugh though…"

I reassured him by giving him a big smile and took the notebook as he handed it to me, and I was speechless,

He drew me standing on a rooftop holding my cane with the moon in the back ground and the busy Paris streets in the middle ground in black and white with A LOT of detail.

"Wow Dean, it's, beautiful." I said in awe.

He blushed, "Thanks Sly…" I handed him back the note book, and he smiled upon receiving it,

It was slightly awkward from that point, so I decided to break the silence, "So Dean, tell me about how you ended up in Paris, excuse me if I'm assuming but you don't sound French."

He put his note book down, "Yeah, I'm not French, I come from England, my father and I moved to France when I was about 10, he was fluent it French so he was able to find employment but he was killed by a robber during a raid from a TV store in downtown Paris when I was 14, ever since then I've lived in the streets."

He was similar to me, I was correct, "Don't worry Dean, I also lost my father when I was young, but it lead me to an orphanage, where I met Bentley and Murray, and we've been a gang ever since."

"Oh, don't worry, I know all about the Cooper gang, I may have not said anything about it when I first saw you, because of the kidnapping, but I knew it was you, you are kind of a world class thief, in case you haven't noticed, and your gang, if I do say so myself, is legendary." He said with a smile.

I smiled back, "and you, little Dean, could be part of that gang."

The hours rolled by and after taking a nap twice and Bentley taking the wheel for the other half of the way, we arrived in Venice and we were right outside the safe house.

"Wow, what a trip," I said unlocking the back doors to the van and jumping outside to find bright moonlight.

We all got out of the van and I helped take the luggage to the lounge, we had a much bigger safe house in Venice compared to Paris, it had a decent TV, two bathrooms, a lounge, and 5 bedrooms, very cozy.

Bentley was busy setting up his plans and blueprints on our table and set up his laptop, "Ok, lets get down to business."

"Sly, we don't know what's going on in Venice ever since Octavio; I need you to take some recon photos."

I was happy hearing this; I was up for some cool night air, "My specialty." I took the camera on the way out and shut the door.

It was bliss feeling that cool air rushing through my hair, I decided I might as well go for a tour of Venice while I completed Bentley's job.

I found my way to the Venice police HQ and took a picture, good to know the police are close by, I saw the giant previous Octavio tower sign that was now a clock,

"Lovely." I thought as I scaled my way up the tower hoping to get a proper look at the city.

I made my way to the highest point of the tower and pulled out my bonicucom, and looked around the city,

"Stunning." was all I could say, the guard activity had died down, there was almost no guards left, so, which made me ever so curious, judging that not average people would be awake at 2 am, to see a faint figure wearing a hooded cloak walking over on the bridge leading to Octavio's old opera house.

"What the hell?" I thought, I was in the mood for action, so I jumped off and paraglided onto the bridge, if my calculations were correct they should be right under-

"Who are you! And why did you stalk me!" I heard someone behind me say as he took a curved knife and trapped me in his hold,

"My, my, you don't even know me and you're trying to kill me?" I said in my charismatic way, just as I slid my cane around their heel and tripped them.

I held my cane up to his face and shouted, "I'm Sly, lovely to make your acquaintance, and you are?"

I lifted my cane to reveal the person underneath the hood only to find out "he" was actually a she.

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Hehehehe, and the plot thickens, I promsed romance but I never said that it would be with Carmelita in this chapter, aren't I a stinker? XD Haha, but I will write more, I'm just really lazy, please review and send my messages and I'll get off my arse and type, thanks=)

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