(A/N) So my computer is being dumb and I'm using my mom's laptop to post this. I couldn't get anything to happen when I turned the PC on, so oh well.

Anyway, I'm getting paid for this one too (my brother's buying me a croissant), so yay!

I think I'll start answering reviews now, since this appears to be becoming an ongoing story, so if you have questions or anything leave a review and I should get to it (i'll have to write more if i want another croissant).

Jenn: I also want to know where this is going, and thank you! :3

Guest: I hope you continue to read it. As I said up there, I also am curious as to where this story is going(i have no idea).

Happy reading!

Judy groaned, rubbing her eyes. She was sitting at her desk, her fourteenth cup of coffee steaming beside her, sleep threatening to take her away any second.

"You okay there, Carrots?"

Judy felt a shiver run down her spine, every sense on 'Nick-alert'.

"Yep, just fine," she spun her chair around to smile tiredly at her partner, barely even registering the red fur before spinning back around. "Just been working long hours, that's all."

"You really ought to take some time off," Nick snickered good-naturedly, and Judy could swear she heard him roll his eyes. "You're going to drive yourself crazy staying up on this case. Relax, Fluff, we've got this; our whole sector's working on this case."

"Yeah, yeah," Judy waved a paw absently, trying to get him to shut up. "Back to work, Slick."

Judy squeaked in surprise when she felt a paw rest on her shoulder, turning her around.

"Not until you get some rest, Fluff," Nick said sternly, all but forcing her to abandon her chair and her coffee. Oh, that poor coffee.

"Nick-" Judy started to protest, wiggling her shoulders to free herself from his grip. "Nick, I'm fine. You know I've looked worse before."

Nick pushed her little cross-body bag into her arms, leading her toward the door.

"Only time you've looked worse was when you got drunk and threw up in the second floor supply closet," Nick argued, proceeding to lead her out into the main lobby. "Come on, Carrots, go home and get some shut-eye. It'll do ya a world of good."

Judy finally managed to slip out of Nick's grasp, stumbling towards the exit herself.

"Thanks, Nick," she called back sleepily, stifling a yawn. Crackers, she needed rest. But of course, she knew she wouldn't be getting any; not with her current dream situation.

Sweet honey buns and freshly baked banana bread, she needed help.

"Maybe I should see a therapist," she thought as she walked back towards her apartment, trying to keep her mind away from thinking about Nick and the dreams.

Her large ears perked up when she felt her phone vibrate and, yawning as she did so, she took it out of her bag.

Nick: hey

Nick: beth and i are going to get drinks tonight if you're awake by then

Nick: we'll be at the saberfang bar at 7:30

Nick: sleep well carrots ;)

Judy narrowed her eyes at the screen, shoving her phone back into her bag without even unlocking it to respond to the texts.

It felt like a sliver of ice dug itself into her heart whenever someone mentioned Bethany, the vixen that Nick was currently seeing. It seemed everyone in the precinct knew her; she once brought violets into the station every day for two months to make a statement against the police force always trampling people's gardens during chases.

Bogo hadn't been amused, but ever since she'd had a reputation.

And of course, Nick had to ask her out. And, because everyone already knew her, they teased Nick about it, they talked to Nick about it, and Nick seemed perfectly unaware of Judy's quiet crush; either that or he didn't care, and Judy knew he wasn't the type to do that.

Muttering bitterly to herself, Judy pushed open the door to her apartment and tossed her keys down onto the end table, knocking her earbuds onto the floor with a clatter.

She narrowed her eyes at the fallen item, grumbling as she bent to pick it up. She didn't bother to undress, instead simply falling onto the hard mattress with a groan.

If she was going to have a crazy dream, then she was going to get it over with now.

The scent of blueberries filled Judy's nostrils and she opened her eyes, sniffing around to find where the smell originated. She paid no mind to the fact that she wasn't wearing clothes nor that she was walking on all fours; she was purely focused on those blueberries.

She hopped curiously through the underbrush, following her nose, admiring the flowering plants she came across and the small lizards and insects that skittered out of her path.

Soon enough she came upon the blueberry bush in all of its delicious glory, and proceeded to stuff her face full of them.

It was at this point that she realized what she was doing and that she clearly wasn't in Zootopia anymore, and whirled around in alarm.

Heavenly crackers and carrot pie, where the hell was this?

"Ahem,"

Judy gave a start and hopped backwards rapidly, trying to discern where the voice had come from.

"This is my blueberry bush, and I'd appreciate if you'd stop stealing from it."

Oh no. Great blueberry bunnies no.

A lithe fox slunk out from the underbrush, intelligent green eyes narrowed at her.

"I'm sorry," Judy blurted, beginning to back away. "I didn't realize this was your territory, I'll just go now, okay?"

Nick snarled, freezing her in place.

"I don't think so, little bunny," he snickered, stalking closer. "I've found a much more filling meal."

Oh shit.

Judy squeaked and bolted, running as fast as her legs would carry her. She could hear Nick running behind her, his growls frightening her into fleeing even faster.

"I'm going to catch you, prey," he warned, jaws snapping at her short tail. "I'm going to sink my fangs into your soft neck, feel you writhe beneath me, hear your screams cut off as you choke on your own blood."

"I'd rather you not, hey?" Judy shot back weakly, hopping over fallen logs and rocks with ease, hoping to lose him.

She didn't.

"I'm going to claw your stomach open and devour your sweet flesh," the tip of a claw grazed her side, causing her to squeal and run faster, adrenaline pumping through her veins at light speed.

Judy screamed as weight fell heavy on her back, sharp claws cutting into her sides painfully.

"There, that's better," Nick snickered behind her. "Are you scared, little prey girl? Ha, you'll be scared soon; you'll thrash, whimper, plead with me to let you go, now won't you? I'm not going to, though. I'm going to snap your neck with my jaws, tearing that soft flesh off of your small, weak bones."

Judy laid her ears flat over her head, trying to block out his voice.

"Done fighting then, bunny?" he growled, claws digging into her skin. "Lovely. Submit to me like a good bunny; lay there helplessly while I feast on your body, ripping it open and devouring every last scrap of flesh, lapping up every last drop of blood…"

Judy shut her eyes tightly, waiting for it to end.

Sharp teeth sank into her neck, pain shooting through her body, causing her to involuntarily spasm.

This wasn't supposed to happen, it wasn't supposed to get this far!

…and why did it sort of feel good?

Claws raked over her skin, leaving red, bloody marks on the short fur, but Judy didn't feel the pain, all she felt was…a strange thrill.

The pressure on her neck increased, the feeling of suffocation growing until she couldn't breath; hot, thick liquid bubbling up and spluttering out of her mouth as she tried to.

And then there was a snap, and all went black.

Eyes flying open, Judy sat bolt upright in her bed, her heart pounding.

"Hey, you okay in there?!"

Judy flinched, before realized it was the voice of her loud obnoxious neighbor. At least there was only one-

"Shut up! She just had a crazy dream!"

"You shut up!"

"You shut up!"

Judy groaned, rubbing her paws over her eyes tiredly. Hoppin' biscuits, what time was it? She looked over at her clock, ears falling flat against her head when she saw it read 7:15. She could just tell Nick she'd slept too long and that was why she missed it, but then she'd feel guilty and end up admitting her lie anyway.

Moldy onions.

Judy dragged herself out of bed, grabbing her favorite pink flannel as she made her way to the bathroom to change.

She pulled off her police uniform, grimacing as she saw all the sweat stains covering it; buttered toast was that a violent dream.

She debated for a moment just putting her clothes on and leaving, before deciding to take a quick shower to wash all the sweat off, regarding her body as she walked past the mirror and being vaguely surprised when she didn't see blood dripping off of her.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts and get rid of the sleep, she turned the shower on and jumped in, squeaking a bit at the shock of cold water. As she lathered her fur, she wondered where her dreams had come from; were simply a product of sleep-deprivation? Or was there something else going on?

These thoughts continued to swirl around her head as she stepped out of the shower, quickly drying herself off and slipping into a pair of jeans and her flannel before grabbing her phone and locking up her apartment, leaving her neighbors to argue in peace.

As she glanced down at her phone's screen, she noticed she'd gotten a few new messages.

[7:13] Mom: Hi there hon, I know you've been busy lately, and I'm sure…

[7:12] Ben sent a photo

[7:12] Ben: Just LOOK at that shirt!

[7:12] Ben: GOODNESS

[7:12] Ben: M

[7:12] Ben: O

[7:08] Nick: are you up?

[7:08] Nick: beth and i just got here

Judy sighed, slipping her phone back into her jean pocket. She'd answer those later.

Zootopia at night was truly a wondrous sight. Every building was lit up, sending waves of neon flashing through the night, lighting up the darkened sky. Cars whizzed by, reflecting the kaleidoscope of colors, many of them adding to the brightness with their headlights and taillights.

Judy yawned, heading towards Saberfang, the bar most of her coworkers frequented, and the most well known bar in this Quadrant.

Through her tiredness, her eyes drooping, she accidentally ran straight into a wolf who was walking towards the bar as well.

"Whoa," he stepped back, peering down at her. "Hey bunny, you drunk? You might wanna catch a taxi home."

"What?" Jud glanced up, yawning again. "No, I'm just tired. I'm meeting a friend here."

"Ah," the wolf nodded, cheerily walking into the bar before calling over his shoulder, "Still, if you get drunk, call a cab!"

Shaking her head in amusement, Judy entered the bar, groaning as she was immediately assaulted with lights and sound and the smell of alcohol.

(A/N) Expect to see more of that wolf, he'll coming around some.

Well I hope you enjoyed this update, see you next croissant! :3