Sly She's in Love With A Thief .:~:. Because He Stole Her Heart Cooper Heist 13
When Sly finally woke up, Bentley and I were in the middle of a video game marathon. We were pretty evenly matched except when Bentley would type in one of his hacks. What a cheat… But, it was still fun nonetheless. Our game ended and I got up to see how Sly was doing.
"Good morning, sleepy head," I said. "How are you feeling?"
He yawned. "I'm still pretty tired. You two get loud when you're playing."
I giggled. "Bentley likes to cheat."
"I wasn't cheating!" Bentley cried from the back.
"We didn't mean to wake you."
He shook his head. "It will be alright. And how are you feeling?"
"I didn't pass Bentley's inspection this morning…" I sighed. "So you'll have to deal with me taking up space for a little bit longer."
"I'd rather that than you trying to hurt yourself again."
I went over and sat in one of the chairs. "So… I was thinking Sly…"
He went and sat in the chair across from me. "About?"
"About being honest with Kaylita. I've kept a lot of things from her. That's not really fair for her seeing how I've opened up to you and not her. Don't you think?"
"I completely agree. So, as soon as you're completely healed, you'll go see her right?"
Wait a second… He's a little too eager in me going to see her right away…
"What have you done, Sly? Have you already told her?"
There was a silence.
"You jerk! You did tell her already!" I literally leapt across the table and tackled him to the ground. We wrestled for a minute then Bentley broke us up.
We fixed the chairs so that Bentley could inspect me again to see if my wounds reopened.
Unfortunately for me, some of them did and I was promptly sent back to bed. Sly came and sat beside me.
"Was all that really necessary?"
"Yes. I'm mad at you. Why did you tell her?"
"Because she's worried about you, you dummy," he said. "I'd rather her not freak out when you're alive and kicking."
He did have a point…
"I'll go see her after I'm better. I promise."
"Good. Now get some rest. You'll have a lot of explaining to do for her."
A few days later I was back on my feet without any pain. I had thanked Sly and Bentley for taking care of me then headed straight to Interpol H.Q.. Kaylita was at her desk dealing with reports and other paperwork. As soon as I had walked up to her door, she motioned me in.
"How are you feeling, Annika? Or should I say, Scarlett Reeves?"
I smiled. "I see that you figured it out on your own."
"It wasn't too hard…"
There was a brief silence between us.
"Kaylita, I'm sorry that I wasn't honest with you," I said to her. "I know I've hurt you because of that and I'm…" I trailed off when she started shaking her head at me.
"I'm not angry with you Annika. In fact, I'm happy that you've found yourself again. I know that you took on Archimedes on your own so that Carm and I wouldn't get involved. I speak for the both of us when I say, thank you. You've done us a huge service in getting rid of him."
"Agreed," said a voice from the door.
I turned to see Carmelita. She had a smile on her face. She came to me and put a hand on my shoulder.
"In fact, after I had gotten my promotion, I went back and told my superiors the truth. Scarlett Reeves, though a thief, is also a hero."
"But Carm…"
She shook her head at me. "Don't worry about it. That promotion will come again, believe it or not. I would rather stay working with my sister anyway. Contrary to popular belief, I kinda like her a little bit."
Kaylita laughed. "Love you too sis."
I chuckled. "So, does this mean Sly Cooper is off the hook as well."
"Hardly," Carmelita snorted. "He's still a wanted criminal. His name is cleared from all the supposed heists that he had pulled in the states though. If that helps at all."
"Of course it does."
"What do you plan on doing now?" Kaylita asked.
"What I told you before. I plan on going into an early retirement. I'm going back to New York to continue doing what I know best."
They both seemed surprised by this.
"What about Crim's legacy?" Carmelita asked.
"I'm still alive aren't I? I think she'll understand if I don't want to be part of the thieving ring anymore. Don't get me wrong, I will still condition myself to it and I won't deny that being a thief runs though my veins. I just won't be doing any heists. Not on my own anyway."
The sisters exchanged glances.
"I think you know already that we wish you the best," Carmelita said. "But just to be clear, as soon as you change your mind, neither of us will hesitate to take you down."
I smiled at that. "I look forward to it."
"We'll miss you Annika," Kaylita said.
"And I'll miss you guys too. Good luck on catching Cooper."
I went back home and packed what little that I brought with me. I went to my drawer that had my outfit and mask in it. As well as my mother's diary. I held it gingerly and opened it to the very last few pages. On those pages was a note addressed to me…
My dearest Scarlett,
I hope this diary gets to you like it should. I hope after you've read all of its contents that you'll understand why I did what I did for you. I wanted to make sure that you were taken care of. I'm so sorry for any hardship that you've ever endured. I can only hope that Archimedes won't come after you. But, you are my daughter. I know that you, of all people, will be able to take him on when the time comes.
And I'm also sorry that you never got to meet Sly when you two were kids. I'm sure that you've found him by now. I have no doubt that your paths have crossed in some way. You two are the last of the two greatest thieving clans in history. Both of you should work together in order to keep that pride alive.
Please let Bill know that you're alive somehow. He loves you deeply because you are my daughter. Give him the peace of mind that he deserves. Bill always came over and put flowers over your crib when you were a baby. And Tyga… I hope he is well when you get this. Otherwise, I will see him wherever we end up. He was also a precious friend even though his job conflicted with mine. Teehee. I hope he has taken good care of you as he promised he would.
I love you my Scarlett with everything I have. I only regret that I couldn't watch you grow and be with you through everything. Just know that I'm always in your heart.
Love, your mother, Crim
My mother… If only she had lived long enough for me to really know and remember her… The things I could've learned from her…
I packed the diary along with my other things then heard my window lock being fumbled with. I knew immediately who it was. In no time, Sly Cooper came strolling in.
"I take it you saw Kaylita already."
I nodded. "Yes. I told them both my goodbyes as well. I'm going to go back to New York to work for awhile."
"When were you going to tell me?"
"I figured you'd come through my window anyway. No sense in telling you then when it would be just me and you later, right?"
He chuckled. "I suppose." He looked toward my mother's diary on top of a stack of things. "Did you read all of it?"
"Yes."
"How are you feeling?"
I sighed then smiled at him. "I feel accomplished. I'm also sad that she knew what her fate would be. She wrote her last words as if she knew that she was going to die. She was quite the strategist. She knew the outcome of most things simply from thinking everything out and what and predicting what was the most likely outcome. She knew that Archimedes would come for her. And… She knew that I would meet you eventually."
Sly smiled and knelt down to me. "I'm happy that you've found yourself, Annika. And I hope that whatever comes your way, that you'll be able to make it through like you always have."
I move to hug him. He seemed very surprised.
"Annika…?"
"Thank you Sly… For everything…" I looked up at him. "I mean it." I let go of him. He still sat there, unable to wrap his mind around what had just happened. I giggled.
"It's okay, Sly. It's only a hug."
He finally shook it off and cleared his throat.
"Okay. Well… I hope you have a safe flight and uh… Um… Take care of yourself." He left me at that.
I was somewhat disappointed. I was kind of hoping that he would say something more than that… I suppose that I had just caught him off guard is all.
In any case, I went back to my packing. That means going home. Again.
