Attention: Sorry I haven't been posting but I have a reason! I was out of state and spent time in this house my family owns which has no computers or plumbing… it was a huge family trip where I saw all my cousins and stuff. Long story!

DISCLAIMER – Duh, I don't own Sly Cooper or anything else Sucker Punch has created. Oh well… maybe someday I will! Who knows!

Sly & the Gang In: Adopting Abandoned Allie – Chapter Three

Allie stood perched on the top of a street lamp watching the mass amount of police cars and cops swarm around the Interpol office. She tired her best to make herself hidden by blending herself in with the nighttime's shadows. She heard Carmelita belt out Sly's last name and tried to hold herself back from performing a menacing laugh. She took off her dark purple beret and spun the hat around in her hand.

Carmelita tightened her fists and let out an angered growl. Neyla peered out her window and saw a shadowy figure perched on a street lamp. She quickly turned to Carmelita.

"Cooper! On the street lamp! There he is!" She motioned with her head to show Carmelita which street lamp out of the dozens out the window.

"What! Coop- wait a second! Cooper doesn't have a French-Braided pony tail!" Carmelita knew instantly it was Allie. "Is she planning on saving us?" she thought.

"Whoa, Cooper changed his identity did he?" Neyla said with a giggle. She knew it was Allie all along. Allie had stopped Neyla once over in Sydney, Australia when she attempted to take the Clockwerk Jaw. Allie took the Jaw before Neyla could even come near it. Allie then snuck into the Cooper Gang's hideout (which was in Canada at the time) and put the Jaw in with the rest of the Cockwerk parts they had.

"Very funny Neyla… I wonder what Allie's doing here?" Carmelita was studying Allie though the night sky to see Allie stand up on top of the pole and seemed to stare directly back at the two as they sat in the patrol car.

"I'm sorry Carmelita and Neyla but this has to be done. I can't ignore my pure Baxter Family Instinct… the impulse… the natural feeling that drives me to be," she spun off the street lamp and landed on the ground (or more preferably, right outside the window of the patrol car Neyla and Carmelita were in, on Neyla's side that didn't face the swarm of police) "one clever, devious, thievious raccoonus!"

"Allie! Thank goodness you're here. You can clear our names up can't you? We didn't steal any jewels from that Ighidara thing! You have to believe us!" Carmelita squirmed her way over next to Neyla so the two could look out the window to Allie at the same time.

"Remember when I told you my dad was that rich company guy? Well you know what? My real dad is dead. If you paid as much attention to my life story as I thought you did, you might have noticed I mentioned my father was dead. Tsk, tsk, tsk." Allie shook her head and waved her finger back and fourth in dispel.

"What? You backstabbing traitor! I knew you'd turn on us! I knew neither Baxter nor Cooper could change! Never! You could have had a clean life Allie! Why! Why Allie! WHY!" Carmelita had broken out of her handcuffs by then.

"It's just not me Carmey… sorry to break it to you but my blood and heart guide me to be the clever, devious, thievious raccoonus I know I can be. No one shall tell me otherwise… now, to make things easier by getting you two out of the way…" Allie walked over to some of the cops and pointed to the patrol car, "Inspector Fox has broken out of her handcuffs. She has gone mad. Restrain her!"

Cops swarmed over to Carmelita and tied her up uncomfortably. Neyla sat their with wide eyes and didn't say a word more. Allie shook hands with one of the cops (the head cop to be exact) and disappeared into the night.

"She's a criminal! How can you take orders from her and let her go!" Carmelita's brain was spinning out of control. She couldn't make sense of anything and felt as if she was going to pass out but she kept herself sitting up… somehow.

"Are you kiddin' Inspector? Allie Baxter ain't no criminal ya know. She's not like those Cooper's we've always been goin' after and also them other Baxter's. Allie one of them clean ones don't ya know? She wouldn't harm no flies or steal no things! She's legal and the law got no problem with that raccoon. Plus I happen to fancy her taste in purple and black. A good combination of colors on her don't ya think?" The cop spoke with some accent of some type but Carmelita didn't care to distinguish which.

"That's not true! That's not true!" That's call Carmelita could say. She couldn't find anything else to spill out of her mouth. She had been played… played like a deck of cards! Played like a cheep guitar! Played like a slut plays a rich man! (pardon me there ).

Meanwhile, Sly Cooper and his friends Bentley and Murray were heading for their hideout when they pulled over in a darkened alleyway for Bentley to run some tests on the jewels they stole from the "Ighidara Thing" (in the immortal words of our Miss Carmelita Fox snicker snicker).

"Why are you putting chemicals in the jewels, Bentley?" Sly was standing behind Bentley as he worked at his desk. Sly had his arms folded and Bentley was working hard, dropping a fizzing green concoction onto the huge ruby.

"Not in Sly, but on the jewels. If my accusations are correct, the Ighidara Ruby should glow green and then display a digital map which is going to lead us straight to the grand treasure!" Bentley smiled and admired his knowledge of the ruby.

"Wow! What treasure are you talking about though?" Murray hadn't heard Sly or Bentley mention anything about any treasure anywhere or anytime. He was stumped but then again, what else is new? (sorry to all the Murray fans if that sounded insulting!)

"Yeah Bentley, you never mentioned anything about a treasure to Murray or me… well, not anything I remember at least and you know my memory isn't half bad. Wait… are you referring to the Egyptian Treasure of Cairo? You've had WebPages on it pulled up on your computer screens for a while now." Sly tried his best to draw conclusions from the resources around him. He isn't that dumb you know!

"Precisely Sly, we're going to have to steal a few things from our good friend Contessa before we plan on heading anywhere near that Cairo Sweetness!" Bentley typed away at his computer pulling up WebPages by the dozen.

"What's the Contessa have to do with this? What could she possibly have that we need?" Sly leaned forwards onto the computer desk and stared at some of the screens acting as if he understood all the computer lingo and gibberish in front of him.

"Since her recent release from Federal Prison, the Contessa has compiled a huge amount of alliances and one of them is with Napolitano. Napolitano or Napoli for short is one of the most despicable treasure hunters slash guarders around. He and his right hand man- or should I say, woman, Vivian Chatsworth will be guarding that treasure with their henchmen… we're gonna get it for ourselves! Hah, they won't know what hit 'em! First step – Contessa, Step Two – Napoli and Vivian!" Bentley was really into his little speech. (no offense to any Bentley fans either! personally, I think Bentley rules! o.o And so does my mom….)

"Awesome planning Bentley, we're gonna nab that treasure and if it concerns foiling Contessa again, I'd be honored to join-" THUMP! "What was that?" Sly looked around in curiosity.

"Something's on the roof of the van! What if it's a cop!" Bentley ignored the map that the ruby had been displaying for the past ten minutes and rushed over to his seat to buckle himself in. Murray hopped over to the stearing wheel and started to drive before Sly even had a chance to sit down. Sly tumbled back and banged against the back of the van before he made it to his seat and buckled in.

Who…

Just who…

Who was on that roof?