Carmelita Smiles.

A Sly Cooper Fanfiction

By xxLilMizCaityxx

Carmelita shows him the marks.

"That's from when I threw myself through that fence to try and stop the van," she tells him. He smirks in that unforgettable way.

"Wow. You really get into your job, huh?" he asks her, as she pulls her ears back in sadness.

"Previous job thanks to Neyla." Carmelita pulls her legs up to her chest and her ears remain flattened against her curly blue hair. Sly sees she is upset. He puts his arm around her, shuffling closer.

She looks up in surprise.

"It's cold out," he reassures her, gazing out at the frozen Canadian mountains. Jean Bison is out there somewhere, ruining the environment by cutting down every tree in sight. Carmelita nods her head slowly before sighing heavily. Sly tilts his head to one side surveying her.

"What's the matter?" he says as his chocolate brown eyes meet her huge almond shaped ones. She shrugs.

"What am I doing, sitting up on an icy peak with a raccoon thief whom I've chased throughout my entire career, and whom I'm supposed to be trying to catch to clear my name?" Carmelita asks herself more than Sly. He grins at her, his sharp teeth showing.

"Because I'm great company. No matter who I've stolen from or what I've stolen from them, I can always manage to make you laugh. Or smile at least."

Carmelita smiles.

"See?"

She nods her head, not meaning to, but laying it on Sly's shoulder. He can't help the smile that graces his face.

"So, tell me some of the stuff you've stolen from people," she murmurs, the two still watching the snowy mountain tops. Sly cocks his head again.

"Everything." He says it so simply, although Carmelita swears she hears a note of sorrow in his voice. He closes his arm tighter.

"And you? How many more battle scars do you have from trying to put me behind bars?"

Carmelita thinks. She doesn't want to be soppy, so unlike herself, but still, she wants to let him know. Her mind is still churning when Sly props her head up.

"Well?" he barely breathes the word. Carmelita smiles again, just his presence being enough to make her giddy with pleasure.

She stands.

"Here is where I fell after chasing you in Mesa City," she shows a scar on her hip. Sly runs his finger over it, making Carmelita shudder with joy. She continues.

"Here is where I got hit by some tumbling debris when I burst in on Dimitri's counterfeiting operation." Carmelita pulls off her jacket for a moment, revealing a big scar on her back.

"And here-" she stops, thinking this over again. Was it a good idea to do this? "You say you've stolen everything Cooper," she tells him. Sly's face is a puzzled mask.

"Yeah, pretty much," he says, standing too, next to her. Carmelita nods, and stares at the hills for a moment.

She pulled her jumper down to display the top of her chest. Sly sees a scar just above her left breast. He frowns.

"How did you get that?" he asks her, hoping it wasn't his fault. She smiled again.

"You should know Cooper," she acts like he is a silly child. He shrugs.

"Tell me." Carmelita places his hand on the scar and then onto his chest. She looks up into his eyes, praying this won't sound too far- fetched. It was the only way she could think of to let him know without really saying it.

"Here is where you stole my heart."

Her words hang in the air, as Sly deciphers her message encoded in that sentence. He finds the answer, moments later, and grins.

"Oooh. For real?" he says playfully. He does it again.

Carmelita smiles.

ADORE these two! Thanks for reading. Please review :)