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Disclaimer I don't own Sucker Punch's characters but I do own my oc's. Who will finally be showing up this chapter. Much of the sweetness.

Chapter 2

The wind flew through Sly's hair as he slid down the rail jumping off and using his cane to hook on to a near buy lamp post, he leapt down to land a few feet from the team van seeing the nervous face of Bentley as he held the door open for him. Then suddenly the familiar cry of…

"Freeze Criminals" pierced the night with crystal clarity, and he turned back to see Carmelita standing there her shock pistol in hand her usual determined expression firmly in place. Turning back to the van he raised his own shock pistol and fired two shots stunning both of the vans occupants and then he approached to cuff them and read them their rights. As they fell the van started to emit a high pitched alarm which grew as he approached the van feeling a shift in the weight in his hands he looked down to see his badge in one hand and the cane in the other. As the alarm continued to increase he looked up to see his father standing before him saying

BEEP!

"Be true to your self."

BEEP!

"But follow your Heart."

BEEP!

"Do not forget who you are"

BEEP!

"I am proud of you Sly. No matter what you choose, I love you, for you are my son."

BEEEP!

And then the dream shattered and he was sitting in his bed drenched in sweat listening to the piercing sound of his alarm clock. He shut the noise maker off calming down reminding himself that it was just a dream. Which was just about when he heard the word…

"Slyyy…" whispered from right behind him. Spinning around he saw nothing behind him but his wall. Still trying to settle his nerves and the fresh bout of doubts as to his choice that the dream had stirred up he set about showering and preparing for Carmelita who would be arriving in a half hour to pick him up for work.

Across the street a lone figure reclined in the seat of a car eyes closed only opening them to look to the passenger seat as a small breeze stirred the interior of the car.

"Well that went smoothly"

"…"

"I know but it's time to start, and we don't want to risk getting behind schedule now do we? And what was with the cheesy alarm ending?"

"…"

"Ha, true, the dramatic ending is always the best." he said, and still chuckling he started the car and drove off down the Paris streets.

Thirty minutes after his rather disturbing awakening a much cleaner and calmer Sly heard a loud knocking on the door. As he went to leave he grabbed his jacket and the belt on which hung his badge and shock pistol, though he briefly considered leaving that item even knowing he'd never get away with it. He just hated the weapon, because though it was near impossible to kill with it on accident there was always a chance of missing and hitting something or some one other than your intended target which was the main reason he so preferred melee combat there at least you were sure what you were going to hit. Grabbing those items he proceeded to the door swinging it open to reveal a slightly perturbed Inspector Fox.

"What took you so long Ringtail?"

"Just grabbing the bare necessities for another day in the noble profession of law enforcement. Now may we go and procure some of that vile brew which has become so necessary to the life of your average Interpol officer?"

"Now that is a suggestion I can agree with get in the car partner." she said hopping back into the red convertible and starting the engine. They drove to a nearby doughnut shop and bought two large cups of coffee and headed towards the office.

"How can you drink this stuff like that Carm? Mines more cream and sugar than coffee and I can still barely get past the bitterness." asked Sly after chugging the drink in question.

"Practice, Cooper, lots and lots of practice." She replied finishing her black coffee as they pulled into the parking garage of the Interpol head quarters.

They made their way to their office receiving the occasional congratulations on their successful bust last night. Upon arriving at their destination they noticed that there was only one thing new on their desks. An unusual occurrence as the day after a bust they were usually given either more paperwork or a new case. However all that greeted them this morning was a memo that said

Inspector Fox and Constable Cooper

Report to the briefing room at 2 P.M.

Chief Douglas

"Wonder what all this is about" Carmelita asked he partner with a confused look.

Shrugging Sly responded "No idea but since it looks like we don't have any thing to do till two I'm going to head to the gym for a bit. What about you?"

"I still have some paperwork I need to do." Replied the vixen sitting behind her desk and starting up her computer.

Upon making it to the gym sly set about his usual boredom workout which consisted of some time on the tread mill and two or three of the machines that focused on upper lower body alternating which ones each time. He was trying desperately to think of just how to ask Carmelita out and what to suggest as the date when the ever present doubt made its attack

"What if she says no? You will have given up everything for nothing at all, it's better to wait and see how thing play out. Don't risk it."

The more rational portion of his psyche kicked that portion out of the way to inform him…

"Don't be an idiot you love her and she is obviously interested or she would have just booked your ass back on the island. If you don't ask her you'll never know if it was worth it or not, so just ask her to the Police officers ball this weekend."

After this little epiphany Sly was in a much better mood throughout his work out. As he was about to finish up on the tread mill he noticed the T.V. was showing van races and far more importantly he recognized one of the vans as the old Cooper Van. Intrigued he couldn't help but watch the end of the race. And give a small cheer where the van in question came in first with ease. This followed with brief commentary on how the particular driver had come in and taken the stock van circuit by storm a few months ago surviving a number of particularly horrid crashes with little to no injuries. It then had an interview with the driver, a large pink hippo who called himself "The Murray." He said that he had had the van for ages and it was a gift from an old friend along with the usual spots interview topics being discussed, such as giving percentages impossible due to the very meaning of the term.

Seeing that his old friend was doing well Sly felt a little more at ease with his choice and headed for the showers to clean up so he wouldn't stink when he asked to escort Carmelita to the Ball.

Authors Superbliminal Message: Firstly. Review Please I beg of you. Secondly ooooh mysterious person and foreboding dream, spooky. This chapter is actually shorted than I'd intended because to get it where I wanted would have taken much longer so I basically had to cut in half. "What dose this mean to you?" You ask, well I'll tell you… I don't know. But it's a tradi… actually it means that the next chapter should be done tomorrow or the day after that since I have it already written in my head just not typed up yet. Also on a semi related note I plan on starting my Jak and Daxter fic with in the week, no promises, so this Fic might slow down in it production but most likely not as I also have more free time available to me for reasons you don't need to know. Just wanted to give you a heads up incase. And last but not least thank you for reading this far please review and tell me what you think even if it's bad I want your honest opinion. Peace out y'all.