Ugh, finally got this posted. I'm really sorry about the wait on this one.

Well, here it is. The last chapter of Confession.

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Chapter 10: What Now?

Carmelita slowly opened her eyes. She had awoken in a motel room close to Bentley's safe house. The sunlight shone through the curtains of the window in the room. There wasn't enough time to haul all of their belongings out of the house, so the gang decided to stay at a motel for a few days until things calmed down. However, Sly made sure to grab the cane out of the house before they left.

Carmelita looked on the other side of the bed where Sly was. She smiled as she looked at his sleeping form. She looked over to the clock on the nightstand. It was almost noon. She cursed to herself. She was late for work. Although, somehow she thought that the Chief wouldn't be too harsh on her. She was able to arrest Phillip Marakov after all. She got out of bed slowly, so she wouldn't wake Sly. She walked over to her duffel bag and started to change into her normal clothes. There wasn't enough time for a shower. She was already late. Suddenly she felt her cell phone vibrate in her pocket. She brought out the device and brought it up to her face.

"Fox here."

"Carmelita, it's me," came the Chief's voice. She sighed.

"I'm sorry I'm late sir. I overslept."

"Don't apologize," he answered. "I don't care that you're late. Hell you don't even have to come in today if you don't want to. You deserve it. You were able to finally arrest one of our most wanted criminals." Carmelita breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you sir, but I am coming in today. I want Marakov to be ready for interrogation by the time I get there."

"Why? We already have enough evidence to jail him for good." Carmelita wondered if she should tell him the whole story. She decided it was best to leave him out of the loop, for now.

"I need to know the real reason why Marakov took Sly."

"We already know Carmelita," the Chief said. "He wanted Sly's cane didn't he?" So, the old man did know. Carmelita shrugged to herself. She figured that as long as Sly doesn't use his cane for crime, the Chief wouldn't arrest him or kick him off the force.

"Yes, but that's not the whole story. You know of the Cooper Vault yes?"

"Of course. I read about it in your report of Kaine Island."

"Well, it seems that there was something in there that Marakov wanted. Something other than money." The Chief paused to think for a moment.

"Well, I can't think of anything else he would have wanted. You think he'll tell you?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Can't know until I ask him right?"

"I guess so. How's Sly?"

"Sleeping," Carmelita answered. "I imagine he'll be hurting once he wakes up. You should have seen what the bastards did to him."

"Shouldn't he go to the hospital? He was shot wasn't he?"

"Yes, but the wound has already been cleaned up. I'm more worried about the rest of him."

"Is he going to be okay?"

"Don't worry. He's in good care."

"Okay. When he wakes up, let him know that he has the week off to recover. Understand?"

"Yes sir."

"Okay. I'll see you sometime today then."

"I'll be there in about a half an hour. Good-bye sir."

"Good-bye."

Carmelita snapped her phone shut. She walked over to the bed and sat down. She was extremely tired. Not surprising, considering what she had been through the night before. Suddenly, she was pulled down onto the bed. She squealed in surprise. She found herself looking into the deep brown eyes of a grey raccoon.

"Morning gorgeous." Sly had his trademark smirk on his face. He leaned in and kissed her.

"Morning," she mumbled through the kiss. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I was electrocuted for a full day and then shot in the arm," he answered while grinning. Carmelita chuckled.

"Are you going to be okay here with the others?" She motioned towards Murray, who was sleeping on the other bed. Bentley and Penelope were in another room. "I'm going to work to see if I can find anything out from Marakov."

"I'll be fine," Sly reassured her. "Do you think anyone was able to find the other guy? Carson?" Carmelita shook her head.

"I don't think so. The Chief would have told me while I was on the phone with him earlier."

"Damn it," Sly said.

"Don't worry. He'll turn up eventually." Carmelita sat up on the bed. "Besides, we have much more to worry about than Carson." Sly raised an eyebrow.

"Like?"

"Like our wedding? That, and the fact that I need to let my family know that I'm marrying you." Sly's face fell.

"Oh great. I'm sure they'll take the news well," he said sarcastically. "Aren't they all in law enforcement?"

"Not my sister. She's the manager of a restaurant somewhere in Spain. I'll get her on our side before I break the news to my parents."

"Are we going to visit them?"

"Well, yes." Sly sighed. This wasn't going to end well.

"Alright, I'll go."

"Thank you. By the way, the Chief says you have the entire week off to recover." He smiled.

"Tell him thanks for me." She kissed Sly.

"Well, I'm off to find out what the hell Marakov was after."

"Okay. Make sure you call me as soon as you find out."

"Of course. Bye. Love ya!"

"I love you too beautiful." Sly smiled as he watched Carmelita walk out the door. He laid back down onto the bed. He was too tired to get out, and he was still in a lot of pain from the hell he had been through the day before. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep, not knowing what was going to happen next.

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A figure was walking on the sidewalk. It was Carson. Jacob Carson. He was able to avoid being arrested for now, but he didn't know how long his luck would last. He wore a large hat and he kept his collar up. Every once in a while he would look around him, making sure no one was watching him. Suddenly, he saw a police cruiser turn onto the street he was walking on. Before he could be spotted, the figure ran quickly into an alley and hid there, watching the cruiser go by. He sighed in relief and continued walking.

"That freaking idiot," he muttered to himself. He knew it was a bad idea to stay once the woman showed up. He knew that the police would come soon after. But no. He just couldn't convince Marakov to leave. Carson booked it soon after the alarms went off in the warehouse. Once he saw that it was Carmelita, he knew that it wasn't a good idea to stay there. Carson thought about his next move. What now? He didn't have the cane, and he didn't know where it was. Marakov probably knew, but he's in jail now. If he wanted to get into the Cooper Vault, he needed his partner. He knew exactly what he had to do, but he didn't know how to go about doing it. He would need a few days to draw up a plan.

"You may have won this round Cooper," Carson thought. "That doesn't mean that this is over. I will get my hands on your money. No matter what it takes!"

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And that's it! The last chapter of Confession! I finished my first fanfic! I'm so proud. sniff

Yes, I know. This chapter was extremely short. I'm really sorry that you all waited so long just for that short little chapter, but I'm going to make it up to you. How?

By giving you a preview to one of the chapters in the sequel to this story!

Yes, that's right! I'm going to actually give you a preview to one of the later chapters in the story. Don't worry, it won't give too much away. Hopefully it will make up for my tardiness though.

Anyways, enjoy this preview of my next fic, which is entitled Secret of the Coopers.

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Sly looked around as the elevator lowered further into the Cooper Vault. Aside from a few cracks on the walls and some debris on the floor, it looked the same as it did the last time he saw it. It was a large circular room, with statues resembling the Cooper logo going around the center floor. The door that led further into the vault was left open. In front of it, there was a makeshift bridge that led from the platform they were standing on up to the door. Sly looked at the bridge in confusion.

"He does want us to follow him," he said. The others looked at him. "First, he leaves the door to the vault open. Now, he leaves a bridge leading up to the door for us to use? I would have been able to get through fine without it, but it seems like he wants all of us to follow him."

"He must think he has something up his sleeve," Carmelita noted. Sly nodded in agreement.

"Still, I think it's best that we stay on our toes," Bentley said. "Who knows what he could be planning?"

"Right," Sly said. They walked up to the makeshift bridge. Sly slowly walked across it first to make sure it was stable enough for the others to cross. It was a little shaky, but it should be fine. "Okay. The bridge is a little unstable, but it should be fine as long as we all go one at a time." Everyone nodded. After a few minutes of careful walking, everyone was standing before the door into the first section of the Cooper Vault. They walked through the threshold.

This was where Slytankhamen II's section of the vault was, before Bentley and Penelope re-located everything. Aside from a few gold coins lying on the ground, there was nothing left. You could just faintly see where the painting of Slytankhamen used to be. Sly walked past the section and looked out into the large obstacle course that was built throughout the vault. He shook his head.

"I don't get it," he said. "There's no way they would be able to get through this. Where are they?" There was no sign that Marakov had gone on.

"I don't know," Carmelita said. "Maybe they're back in the other room?"

"I don't think so," Bentley said. "I didn't see anywhere where they could have hid. What do you think Penelope?" Penelope wasn't listening. She was staring at the wall of the Cooper vault.

"Hmm, there's something about this wall." She brought her hand up to the wall and felt it. It felt strange. Almost like it was painted. It wasn't how a cave wall made of rock should feel like. She knocked on the wall, and was surprised to find that it was hollow. "Bentley! This wall is fake!"

"What?"

Bentley wheeled over to Penelope and inspected the wall. He knocked on it and found that Penelope was right. The wall wasn't made of rock. It was made of some other type of material, but he couldn't figure out what.

"Everyone stand back!" He pressed a button on his wheelchair. An arm came out, and it was carrying a strange looking round device. He quickly wheeled back and pressed another button on his chair. The device exploded. When the dust cleared away, they found a large hole in the wall that led into another room.

"Holy... this has to have been what Marakov was talking about!," Sly said excitedly. He quickly ran inside. As soon as he was in, he stopped short. His jaw dropped. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"What in the hell...?"

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And that's all you'll see of the sequel. Until I post the first chapter of course! I know. I left you guys hanging with a cliffhanger. I'm evil. But what did you expect? That I would give away something that huge before the sequel was even started? Hells naw! :P

Well, my first fanfic is finally finished! I can't believe I did it! I never thought for a second that I'd be able to finish this story. I thought that I would somehow come across some kind of road block and I would end up abandoning the story. Well, I didn't. That's a good thing.

Now. I know this isn't the best thing to do after being so late with this chapter, but here's what's going to happen. I need like, a week or so off from writing. I think I've deserved it. I mean I wrote this whole thing in less than a month! Something I never thought I would do. I'll be back sometime in October with my next fanfic. Keep browsing for my next Sly Cooper fic; Secret of the Coopers!

Oh, and please. Send some reviews my way! Now that the story is over, I wanna know how you guys liked it. I love reviews! :)

Until next cha... err... fic folks!

-eaglefan101