6 and a half months later...
Benjamin and Murray waited anxiously in the hospital's waiting room. Murray was telling Ben many stories of the Cooper Gang's greatest wins, and funniest fails. Ben sat on his lap, listening intently. Murray had always been Ben's favorite out of all of his Dad's friends. Bentley seemed awkward, and Penelope was too much. Murray was like a child himself, so Sly assumed that's why Ben took to him so easily.
It had been 5 hours since Carmelita's water broke in the middle of dinner with Bentley, Penelope, Dimitri, and Murray. Sly rushed her to the hospital, and ordered Murray to take Ben in so he'll be right in once the baby was born. About three months ago they figured it was going to be a girl. Carmelita was so excited for a little girl to dress up, but Sly was even more estatic to have a Daddy's girl, at least he hoped. Ben was excited, too,and was going to follow his Dad's orders of protecting her and being the best big brother he could be. They had Ben pick a name, but he hasn't told his parents what he wanted it to be yet.
Ben loved hearing the stories of his Dad and his friends' adventures, but he really wanted to see his baby sister.
"...And so, after I broke most of the ice up, your Dad and I drug it back to our Safehouse. But, since we were wanted by the stupid princey-guy, he sent his guards after us! Your Dad got penelope to use her RC-Chopper to get the ones that advanced, and your Dad took out the one's that got close. Finally, we got to the Safehouse, drug my baby into a safe spot, and took cover. And that's how we got my van back! My pride, and joy!" Murray finished, smiling. "Maybe I'll take you for a ride in it. Wouldn't it be cool to see where we basically lived for years and years?"
Ben nodded, and yawned. "I liked that one. It was happy." Murray nodded also. "I know. Happiest day of my life, let me tell ya!" He slapped his free knee. They sat in a comfortable silence after that. Murray was trying to think of another adventure, in case Benjamin asked. Again. Which he did.
"Hmm..." Murray rubbed his chin, then snapped his fingers. "Oh! I got a really good one. About your parents." He winked. Ben's attention was completely on Murray at this point. His smile grew; he hadn't heard any stories about his parents yet.
"Well, you know your Mom was on the other side of the law than us, right?" Ben nodded. "Okay, well did you know she was actually chasing us around the world? Trying to capture us to bring us to justice!"
"Really!" Ben's eyes widened. "Is that how they met?" He asked. Murray nodded. "Yup. They always liked each other, I always knew it. Your dad hit on her like crazy! She'd always blush but get back to business. Even once time, your Mom capturedd Sly, and took him up in her cop helicopter. Except, what she didn't know, was that your Dad got loose of his handcuffs, and when she wasn't looking, kicked out the pilot and tied the sticky-thing for the helicopter so they would turn in circles for hours. And they did! They talked and talked until she noticed what was happening, but before she could do anything, he jumped off."
Ben was laughing. He always knew his parents were weird. "I think what was funny was watching the helicopter circle around the Eiffle Tower for hours, and then Sly jumping out with a bottle of champagne in his hand. I swear, though, I saw her smiling."
"So they always loved each other?" Ben asked. Murray chucked.
"In one way or another, sure."
Then, a nurse came out. Murray hoped that this nurse was the one telling them the baby was born and ready to be seen.
"Murray and Ben, you can see the baby now!" She said happily. Murray felt Ben freeze and stiffen.
"What's wrong?" Murray asked. Ben shook his head and took a break. He turned to Murray and said softly, "What if she doesn't like me?"
Murray shook his head. "That's so silly! Of course she'll like you. I bet she'll even love you." He said. Ben offereed him a smile and hopped down from his lap. Murray, too, got up and took Ben's hand. They followed the nurse through the double doors and down the corrider.
Ben knew it was silly, but his heart was beating very fast. He wanted his baby sister to love him as much as possible.
The nurse led them into the room and advised for them to keep their voices down. Murray walked in, with Ben in tow, and led him to the baby.
Carmelita was sat in the bed, hair in a messy bun and with her glasses on, cradeling a small reddish-grey bundle in a pink blanket. Sly was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at his new daughter. When Murray and Ben came in, Sly made his way over and took Ben in his arms. Murray silently left, wanting to give the family some privacy.
Sly sat down on the bed with Ben in his lap and faced Carmelita. "Go on, you can touch her little hand." Sly said. Ben reached out and touched his baby sisters hand. She moved it a little but kept its place. Ben smiled and turned to Sly.
"Does she like me?" He asked. Sly laughed and Carmelita giggled. "Of course she likes you, sweetheart. You're her big brother." Carmelita cooed. Ben leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. Carmelita smiled and looked at Sly, who was also smiling.
"Do you like her, Ben?" Sly asked. Ben nodded vigorously. "She's really cute. I'm gonna take good care of her I promise!" Carmelita smiled and held out her free arms for Ben to climb into. Ben snaked out of Sly's arms and crawled over.
"What do you want to name her?" Carmleita asked. Ben closed his eyes and thought. "I liked the name Aria, the one Mommy liked." He turned and gave her a big smile. Carmelita returned it and turned to Sly. "Aria?" She asked. He nodded.
"Then there it is. Aria Cooper." Carmelita said. She looked at Ben. "Would you like to hold her, baby?" She asked her son. He nodded eagerly and held out his arms and Carmlieta placed the baby carefully in his arms. "Hold her head, Ben." He complied and did so. Sly and Carmelita sat watching their first born hold their newborn. Ben wasn't smiling, but had this adoring look in his eyes towards his new baby sister.
5 months later.
Constable Sly Cooper was walking up the stairs to apartment 5B. There was a nice spring breeze in the corridor of the Italian apartment complex. That day of work was pretty mellow. He didn't need to be called out or anything, but there were a lot of meetings. A lot. But it was mellow.
He unlocked the door and walked into the dimly lighted apartment. The windows were open and the sounds of cars and trucks could be heard, and Sly felt a nice spring breeze. He shut the door quietly, assuming the apartment was dim for a reason, such as a sleeping child, and placed his suitcase on the table. The kitchen light was on, and he assumed Carmelita would be in there.
He walked in to find Carmelita making mac&cheese, with ham in the oven, and Ben drawing at the kitchen table. He looked up and smiled. Pushing himself off of his chair and ran over to his Daddy, who picked him up and hugged him.
"Hi, Benny. How was your day?" Sly asked his son as he kissed him on the forehead.
"Fun! Mommy, Aria, and I went to the park and I played with Aiden while Mommy talked to his mommy. And then Aria started crying so we had to go home, and then we ate lunch and then Mommy and I were drawing but then she had to make dinner." He said in a rush. Sly laughed and put his son on the ground. "Sounds like you guys had a good day." Ben nodded in response.
Ben returned to his drawing-station, and Sly turned his attention to his wife at the stove. He walked over and slithered his arms around her waste and put his chin on her shoulder.
"Hi." He said. She giggled. "Hi. How was your day?"
Sly sighed, "Boring. So many meetings and things, but it wasn't bad." Carmelita turned and pecked him on the nose. "That's good." She replied. They stayed like that for a while. Carmelita occasinoally stirring the dinner, and relaxing into Sly's arms.
Eventually, there was a small crying from the living room. Carmelita tensed and made her way to get out of Sly's arms, but Sly was already half way to the livingroom. "I'll get her."
When he walked into the dim lit living room, there was a small playpen next to the fire place with many blankets and pillows inside. When Sly bent over to peer inside, his baby girl was awake, crying with her fist in her tiny mouth. He could see her legs kicking under the blankets, and she was getting very fussy.
"Hi, baby. It's okay." He cooned He picked her up and cradled her in his chest. Her crying almost ceased, except for the few whimpers. Sly took a second to admire his daughter. She had choclate brown eyes with a deep tinted red coat. Her ears were still folded over, which Sly hoped would stay like that forever. He kissed her small face and walked into the kitchen.
"Is she okay, Daddy?" Ben asked from the table. Sly nodded. "She's fine, just wanted attention."
Ben climed off of the chair and went to see her. Sly bent down and let Ben kiss her forehead. "Now she's okay." He said.
Later that night, after a nice family dinner, it was time for another bedtime story. Carmelita was with Aria in their bedroom, so Sly had a few moments with his son.
"Would you like another story, Ben?" He asked. Bed nodded. They've been through all of the coopers, up to Sly's father.
Sly sat back and thought. "Actually, I think we're up to my Dad."
"Tell me about him! Please, please, please!" Ben begged. Sly laughed and nodded.
"Well, my dad, Connor Cooper, was the best theif. In my own opinion of course. He traveled with two other guys, Dr. M, and Jim McSweeney. They pulled off amazing heists together, being wanted around the world. Eventually though, he met my Mom, and then they had me. My dad still pulled off heists, and sometimes he took me to the less dangerous ones. It was so much fun, and he showed me so many tricks and tips that I always used when pulling off my own heists. The one thing I remember most about him was his pipe, though. He always had his pipe with him, and he always smelled like it too...He used the Cooper cane, which he passed it down to me, and is now hanging on your wall," Sly motioned to the wall above Ben's head.
"When I was 8 years old, a gang called the Fiendish five came to our house..." Sly stopped, thinking if he should tell his son this. He shook his head and continued with it. "They attacked my Mom and my Dad, killing them both. They didn't know I was alive, and I was hiding in the closet. I saw everything, and I saw how my Dad tried his best to protect my Mom and I." He stopped, and saw Ben frowning.
"Is that how Grandpa died?" He whispered. Sly nodded sadly, but still smiling. "I know he watches over us though, Ben. He's been watching ever since I landed in the orphanage."
"You were in an orphange?" Ben exclaimed, flailing his hands.
"Yup, that's how I met Bentley and Murray. We pulled off little 'heists' in there two, the first one stealing a jar of cookies." Sly chuckled.
"Can I be a theif, Daddy?" Ben asked with big eyes. Sly froze and thought.
"You can do whatever you want to do. You don't have to keep the family tradition Ben."
Ben shook his head. "No, I do! Being a theif seems fun, and I could learn from you cause you're the best theif ever!" He yelled, jumped up onto his feet on his bed." Sly pulled him mid-jump down into his lap and started tickling him.
"Well then, we better get started soon, huh?" He said. Ben rolled around laughing, and crying. Sly stopped and put him to bed with a final goodnight.
Sly walked into his bedroom to find Carmelita cuddling with a sleeping Aria. Sly climbed in next to her and laid down with them.
"Ben wants to become a theif." He whipsered. Carmelita opened her eyes and stared at Sly. She opened her mouth to say something, but didn't.
"That's...doable." She said. Sly smiled and leaned over to kiss her. Sly laid back in bed and wrapped his arm around his baby girl and Carmelita, pulling them in close.
He thought about what Ben would be like as a theif. Hopefully he'd be just as big of a smart-ass as Sly is. A modern-day theif would be pretty cool, he thought. He closed his eyes, and thought of his father and mother and hoped they were looking down on him, hoping he was making them proud. That's all he could do, anyway, was hope.
BOOMBOOMSHAKESHAKENOWDROP I JUST FINISHED THE SERIES AH. I actually had a lot of fun writing this last one, in the middle of the series I started to lose hope in this and I just didn't want to write, but this was fun. I enjoyed writing about Sly's dad, and I'm not sure if his Dad's name is Connor but that's what I've heard so I stuck with it.
I want to thank all of the readers who have reviewed and given me tips and things. For the people who only favorited/alerted it, suck my non-existant dick. Just kidding, I like you guys too but the people who reviewed are my favorites yup.
Um I don't know if people are still reading this cause I personally tend not to read the a/n but like I MIGHT SO VERY SLIGHTLY OF A MIGHT do a follow up series of Ben and Sly and theives and things. So lookout for that in the far fuckin future. Now onto my Avatar Zutara series :3 Thank you all really.