"And Sly will take care of everything else."

I could hardly understand him. My head was spinning. All I wanted to do was lie down and sleep. Every time I would slouch over, Bentley would help me to sit up again.

Moments later, Sly walked into the room.

"How is she Bentley?" He asked worriedly. He knelt down to me to look at me.

"I don't know. She seems kinda… Half conscious."

"It's amazing that she's still awake from all the drugs. They practically messed her up…" He pulled out a handkerchief and dampened it in one of the water fountains. Then he pulled me closer to him so he could wipe my face. The cold water felt so good against my hot skin. I closed my eyes.

"Bentley, we have to take her with us until the drugs have run their course."

"WHAT? Are you insane? We can't do that!"

I felt him grab me under my arms then slip his other arm under my knees.

"What else do you want me to do? We can't just leave her here. Besides, Murray was taking Kaylita to Interpol HQ. Carmelita might've heard about what went down here tonight. She'll be showing up here any minute."

At that moment, I leaned against his chest and fell asleep…

~Sly

Right as expected, Carmelita showed up. So we made our quick getaway through the museum's top window. We had decided to take the Police Girl to the safehouse with us. There, we met back up with Murray and decided to take a break. Bentley made a sort of bed for her to lay in. Just a few blankets and a single pillow. She was very peaceful… She slept for what seemed hours on end… This red panda that showed up out of no where and was now sleeping in front of me… Who was she really?

Finally, she began to stir. Her eyes fluttered open. She gripped her head tightly.

"My head…" she murmured, "it hurts…"

"That happens sometimes when you're drugged," I said. "It's depends on what drugs are used. Unfortunately for you, they used so many that it might take a while to get over."

She stared at me. She still had that half-dazed look in her eyes.

"Why?" she asked suddenly. "Why did you help me? And how does Kaylita know you? Better yet… Who are you…?"

I smiled gently. "Let's just say my profession runs into Interpol a lot. As for my name… It's Sly Cooper."

"Cooper… So… You're a thief…?" She smiled weakly. "Finally… Something interesting for once…"

I chuckled. "You really surprised me tonight. Standing up even after all the drugs they gave you. It was quite a shock for me."

"I'm surprised at myself to be honest…" Her smile faded. "Carm is going to be so angry with me… I might be put on probation because of my behavior… I have to make sure Kaylita doesn't get in trouble because of me…" She tried to get up.

I pushed her back down onto the blankets. "You can't go anywhere in the condition you're in. And it's a good thing too. This way you can't arrest me."

"But you did nothing wrong…"

"I'm still a wanted man though. Carmelita and I have a long history together."

"I see…"

"So… How long have you been in Interpol? I've never seen you around until tonight."

She turned away from my gaze. "I was asked to join three months ago. I became part of the police force in New York City. I was the youngest to join in their ranks. Thus, giving me the name 'Police Girl'. Carm had heard about me after the arrest of Archimedes and called the station. I met her in person and then became part of Interpol. Soon after, Kaylita became my official partner."

She ended her story. I could do nothing but sit there for a few moments.

"And you? Why did you become a thief?" This came out of nowhere.

I laughed. "It's in the family. I was simply the next one in line."

She stayed silent.

"I still don't know your name."

She looked at me and smiled. "It's Annika."

Just then, we heard a tone coming from Annika's radio. Then a voice came on.

"Annika? Are you there? It's Kaylita. Where are you? Give us a sign or something. Do you read me?"

"Kaylita…" Annika sighed with relief.

I got up from beside her to give her the radio. I handed it to her.

"Kaylita? It's Annika. Don't worry. I'm safe… Don't worry…"

"Annika! I'm so relieved! Where are you? Carmelita and I will come get you! Where are you, Annika?"

"You're in big trouble for not following orders! So you better tell us where you are!" I chuckled. Good ol' Carmelita. Her willful personality would never change.

Annika became downhearted when she heard that she was to be punished. "I understand… Carm…"

I took the radio from her. "Oh, come on. Give her some leeway Carmelita. It wasn't her fault-"

"Cooper! Why do you have Annika? Tell me where you are! NOW!"

"Calm down, sweetie. She's a little under the weather right now. When she gets to feeling better we'll let you know."

"Under the weather?" Kaylita sounded worried. "Is she alright? She's okay, right?"

"She's fine," I assured her. "A good night's sleep and she'll be well enough to walk by tomorrow."

"Are… Are you-"

"Gimme that!" cried Carmelita's voice in the background. This was about to get interesting… "Listen here, Cooper. One mark on Annika and you're toast, you hear me?"

"Turn it off…" Annika said softly. "I'm tired of their bickering and yelling."

I did just that and put it back on the table.

"Are you alright?"

"Just… sleepy…"

"Liar," I said bluntly. "I thought you enjoyed being a cop."

She shrugged sloppily. "It has its ups and downs."

I sighed. "Well, I'll keep my promise and bring you back in the morning. Get some sleep."

She nodded then closed her eyes.