Warning: Science may not be completely accurate. But then again who cares because this is a movie about talking animals...

Pronunciation tips: Calliope (Cal-eye-oh-pee)

Well, let's just say that wedding was forgotten about. As fate, destiny or whatever you prefer to call it had its chance, life kept throwing curveballs in the direction of the recovering pair. Over and over again they were derailed from the path they thought they were going to take. Complication after complication, choice after choice.

Although not all complications are bad.

All it took was one regular check-up to realize that there was a missing being from Nick and Judy's lives. And it happened to be carried down the hallway in the paws of nurses, about to be surrendered for adoption. As cliche and absurd as it sounds, it was the truth; the angel in disguise was a young rabbit mother, probably no older than mid to late teens who was unable to take care of a litter alone.

Together, they decided to adopt one, mainly to ensure that Nick would not add cardiac arrest to his already long list of medical issues. And then there was the fact that their combined social service salaries wasn't enough to support a family of nine in their tiny apartment.

And let's be honest for just a second, neither of them wanted to take care of that many children. Caring for one crippled fox was enough, not to mention having a physically demanding full-time job.

The little bunny was born slightly prematurely and could easily fit into Nick's palm with room to spare. Judy remembered his face when holding the tiny creature; pure amazement. And longing. The longing to bring up a mammal and give her a childhood unlike the one he didn't have. She was surprised that he had been so into the idea. Judy realized how good of a father he would make.

The rabbit had a cream coat and deep brown eyes that he claimed looked right into his heart. The one who brought about the whole adoption idea was Nick's surprisingly. After catching one glimpse of the newborn and helpless creature much like himself, he refused to let her go into an orphanage. After the long talk with the mother, an absurd amount of paperwork, and a few weeks they were able to take her home.

The hardest part though was the name. While they were waiting and still in the recovery stage, they spent probably too much time thinking about names that sounded professional, yet beautiful. They needed something that was not too girly, but allowed her to be whoever she wanted without limitations. Judy had made the unfortunate decision of asking the department for ideas. It wouldn't have been such a problem except that the most reoccurring name was 'Gazelle'. That was a no for obvious reasons.

"Margo." Judy whispered one night.

She rolled over to face Nick who was sound asleep.

"Margo Wilde. I like it."

After that was cared and done for, Judy felt saved when she was finally able to return to work. Bogo had forced the two to take a four month medical leave, which was to be extended if they didn't fully recover by then. Even after the eternity of recuperation time she didn't feel like she could take on everything that came her way. Luckily, being in the detective position meant much less running around and pulling mammals over. Sitting at home all the time had driven her stir crazy. She asked repeatedly got cases to work on at home in between doctor visits but Bogo adamantly refused such idea. While it seemed like Nick was happy with the free time and no responsibilities, it was obvious he was missing field work and full mobility of course.

Being stuck to desk duty wasn't fun for the thrill seeking fox. Although it was better than patrolling with Judy in his mind. Every time he was given the opportunity to ride around with his true partner, he became a nervous wreck. Nick was always afraid that if god forbid something happened to her, he would be unable to help and save her. And after the last incident, there was no way he'd be able to live with that. After bringing the point up to Bogo, patrols stopped happening. However in the chief's heart, there was no way he could split the two up as partners. Instead he gave Nick his well deserved promotion, allowing the two to work on higher profile cases together as detectives.

Six years later…

The family of four sat together on the floor surrounding a semi completed puzzle. The youngest, Calliope, picked a piece up before studying it carefully and placing it back with the others.

Judy quickly grabbed the young fox's paw with the piece and carefully guided it towards a corner of the puzzle. "Actually Cali, you might have more luck if it goes over here."

The kit had a look of total confusion plastered across her muzzle.

"I won't tell you where, because I bet you can figure it out."

Judy leaned over and whispered in her ear. A mischievous look spread across her young face as she waddled over to her father and dropped on his legs.

"Oof, Calliope you're gonna hurt me some day," Nick said while grabbing her around the waist and covering the creature in kisses. She shrieked in delight and squirmed with reckless abandon.

"I didn't hurt you daddy," she said when he finally stopped, with a typical four year old lisp.

Nick sighed and mouthed above her head, "why is she so smart?"

Judy laughed, "She has your blood silly."

"Judy, are you complimenting me?" He jested. It was true, Cali was the daughter of one of his cousins who had fallen into rough times with both the law and financial insecurity. After seeing her bright green eyes and orange fur, there was no way they could say no.

Nick had also stopped calling her "Carrots" long ago. Even though Judy began to like the pet name, it created a lot of confusion for Calliope. The young fox went to preschool thinking her mother's name was literally 'carrots'. It took a lot of explaining to convince her that a carrot was food and not her mother's name. Not to mention that her teachers were perplexed as to why a fox would be called carrots. That was until the Judy Hopps and the Nick Wilde walked/wheeled in together during parent conferences.

"Define, compliment?" Judy was drawn out of her thought as a grey blur caught her eye. A cream rabbit stood on top of a chair trying to reach a book in the highest shelf.

"Margo Wilde, what on earth do you think you're doing?"

Nick smirked in response to a giggle from the younger Cali. "Margo I would run if I were you, mommy used your full name. She's about to get scary…"

His snarky comment ended with a rupture of laughter from Calli. "I love mommy, she's not scary."

I do too, Nick thought.

Judy melted on the inside, "I love you too sweetie. And no Nick, I wasn't addressing you."

He put a paw to his chest, "Yet again, a tiny rabbit has managed to shatter my heart with her words."

"Alright Shakespeare, I love you too," Judy leaned forwards across the puzzle and stole a quick kiss. Margo squealed with excitement while Calliope covered her eyes and shouted 'ew' over and over again.

Nick smirked and placed a paw behind Judy's back and pulled her face right up to his own. He looked into her eyes and then peered at Cali who was still peeking through cracks in her paws. He puckered his lips causing the younger fox to close the gap between her fingers. Judy rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around Nick's neck. She tilted her head to the side and gently put her lips on his, eliciting a soft growl from deep in his chest. They pulled apart with smiles on their faces as Judy collapsed into his lap.

Margo screamed, "it's just like when the princess falls in love with the prince! I want to fall in love and get married some day…" her eyes filled with wonder.

Judy huffed at her comment, "Yeah, that can happen after you go to college and get a solid career." Nick chuckled at the ridiculous amount of frustration in her voice. Judy had always loved and hated the typical princess story. While the "love at first sight" cliche was always endearing and heartwarming, real life never made anything that easy. From experience she knew you had to dive a little deeper into one's personality before developing feelings. They gave up on their dreams and settled down. Exactly what her parents wanted her to do.

Nick stared at the two beings in his lap. "Alright, I only have two of my favorite mammals here. I'm missing that third one… Where can she be?"

Margo smiled sheepishly still clutching a book to her chest. She walked over to the group hug that was taking place and let her father ruffle her ears.

"Margo, what are you holding?" Judy asked. "Is that what you were trying to get down from the shelf?"

"Yeah," she dropped the little leather bound book. "There are some questions you haven't answered yet…"

Judy covered her muzzle with a paw, stifling her laughter. Her daughter tried to sound so professional and wise despite her young age. She peered at the book in confusion before she realized what it was. It was a black leather bound photo album that seemed way too familiar. It was something she knew yet, had been forgotten about for years.

Oh no...

"Anyways…" Judy began, widening her eyes and pointing at the book. "How about I take that book?"

Margo clutched it even closer to her chest. "No."

Nick lunged forwards onto his stomach from a sitting position, but landed just short from the bunny girl and whatever was in the album.

"Please Margo! I'll give you whatever you want," Judy pleaded as the picture of two rings on the cover became more clear.

The fox laughed from his compromised position on the floor, "Is the good cop trying to bribe her children?"

Judy pulled her ears over her face in panic, "I don't want them to ask questions about the incident because they are not old enough to understand."

"Relax Judy, it's not that big of a deal."

"Fine then you do the explaining."

"Done," he smirked. "Only if you help me up."

He rolled onto his back and allowed her to grab his paws and coax him back into a sitting position.

"Fine Margo what do you want to see?"

She huffed at her parents refusal to cooperate, "Why is it empty?" With her tiny paws she opened the book up and pointed to every blank sleeve. They were all black, no photos and no memories.

"Why is what empty?" Judy asked, trying to play off the question.

"And here I was thinking you were more clever than that."

"Shut it fox, answer your daughter's question," Judy smirked, emphasizing the word 'your'.

"Oh so now she's only my daughter?"

She put her paws on her hips, "Now you're just evading the question."

Nick had always thought he was unreadable, but when you've been married to the same bunny for six years and spent even more time together, that sort of privacy disappears and fades away.

He pulled the young rabbit into his lap and opened it to another black empty page. "We ah, never had a wedding."

Margo's deep amber eyes grew wide in confusion. The only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock. "What? You're not married?" she screeched.

Nick looked at Judy for help, but she just smirked as to say you got yourself into this predicament, now get yourself out.

"No, no. We are definitely married, we just never had time to have a legit wedding." He smiled and hugged the rabbit closer. "And then you two rascals came into our life, and well we forgot."

They had tried their hardest to tell the young doe to let it go, and that it wasn't that big of a deal, but…

The thing with kids is that they don't let that kind of thing go. All the movies and stories Margo heard had extravagant weddings with beautiful colors. They were full of joy and fairytale endings. And hearing that her parents never experienced that for whatever reason wasn't acceptable in the young doe's mind.

Or in anyones.

"Nick..." Judy said while helping him off the floor and onto the couch. "I do remember you promising something like that…"

He responded with a sly grin, "Then I must be going senile."

"You two have broke so many rules. I'm not even sure what to expect from you anymore..." Isabelle smiled.

Judy turned around with a giddy smile plastered across her face, "Someone did say rules are meant to be broken."

"True, but something tells me that this isn't what they had in mind by 'rule-breaking'. Anyways, you were always the one to uphold rules not blow them up from the inside."

"I uphold the law, but I destroy rules. No one tells me how to live my life."

She sighed, "Oh Judy, you haven't changed at all." Isabelle walked across the room and pulled a white dress out of the closet. "From the moment we all laid eyes on you, we knew you were going to be different. And boy, were we right. You're just so weird!"

Judy rolled her eyes at her sister's comment. So many of her siblings disregarded her as a sibling because of how controversial everything she did was.

"Says the one who only had three litters."

"Touché. But here you are having a wedding ceremony a little over six years after the marriage. The lucky guy happens to be a fox of all mammals whose older than you. You only have two kids, which is completely unheard of in the burrows. Last time I checked the census, the average children per bunny family was close to 210."

"Oh and here's the thing that threw us bunnies for a loop. You still love Nick, even though he's paralyzed. I'm pretty sure most of us would have just left him for dead because you couldn't have-"

Judy angrily pointed to Calliope and Margo who were playing with dolls on the floor. Isabelle blushed with embarrassment, lucky that Judy had caught her before she continued. However, her statement wasn't a lie.

"I really should have more weddings than. They really seem to pull both compliments and hidden feelings out of you guys. These things are like a truth serum."

"Very true, very true," Isabelle twittered. "You know how much we love weddings."

Weddings in the burrows were a huge deal and loved by nearly everyone. Attendance was high as always. However, together they decided to make the event as small as possible as they were already overwhelmed. While the action to have a little over fifty attendees was controversial at best, it didn't upset many as the fox rabbit marriage deterred most of them away. The two weeks they had to plan the tiny ceremony allowed them to invite their parents, a few of Judy's closest siblings, and their favorite members of the force. Clawhauser included. Nick thought it was going to be nice, the day was going to be reserved for them, and them only. There was no reception to be worried about, or when the cake would arrive. No stress, just time to enjoy and live in the moment.

"Are we doing make-up? I think Nicky will like it..."

Judy shook her head, "No, I don't have anything besides the cheap stuff from the drugstore. Anyways, when Nick proposed I wasn't wearing any cosmetics. He still liked me."

She smiled, "First off, I never doubted him liking you, and second off that's adorable that you still remember that day."

"That was probably my favorite day, seeing him get down on one knee and just barely tear up. I mean, that was once I got passed the whole fake-out." Judy drifted off, following her own train of memories and thoughts.

Isabelle clapped her paws together. "Come on, please! You can't go natural on your wedding day. It would be ridiculous if I wear some, and the bride doesn't." She slipped a paw under Judy's chin and forced her to look her in the eye.

"At least let me do some mascara and lip gloss. Deal?"

"Only mascara, nothing on my lips."

"Ugh Judy, you're impossible."

"Nick hates it when I have lipstick or lip gloss. He complains about getting it on himself, he's such a baby."

Isabelle started laughing and slapping the vanity. In between breaths she choked out, "At least give me a valid excuse."

Judy glared at her sister, "I'm not joking, he literally refuses to kiss me. That's not what we want at this wedding is it?"

"Oooh, so you're planning on kissing him in front of us, isn't that right?" Isabelle joked suggestively.

Judy's face instantly heated up as soon as the words left her sister's mouth. That was still a touchy topic, showing their affection around her family as they were, well…

"You know none of us have actually seen you and him kiss. That's one of the reasons mom and dad were so excited for the first attempt of a wedding. They really wanted to see how that would work," she paused to catch her breath. Isabelle's voice grew quiet as she winked, "I must say, I'm quite curious too."

Ever since the incident, Nick and Judy were afraid to show affection in public. They had no idea who out there would take offence. As sad as it was, they didn't want to ever be put in that sort of situation again. To have a chance of losing each other. Besides the one time at the department where they had snuck a kiss, no one had really witnessed it. Judy wasn't quite sure she was ready to share that tiny amount of happiness with the rest of the world.

She flashed a smirk at her sister, you might just be disappointed…

Isabelle's loud footsteps pulled Judy to reality. She pulled a second dress out and unzipped it from the laundry bag. It was much more traditional than the first one, long sleeves made from lace hung limp as gravity played its role. It was off white, border line yellow from age.

"So I was thinking, you can wear my old dress or mom's..."

Judy held both up to her body in front of the mirror.

Isabelle pointed to Bonnie's gown. "Although if you like hers, I'll have to do some alterations. Mom was much wider and stockier than you," she gestured to Judy's waist and shoulders.

"But mine will probably have a better chance of fitting you correctly. And considering we have a little over an hour before the ceremony, I don't have time to completely remake it."

Judy giggled, "I'd be honored to wear yours if that's okay..."

"Anything for my favorite sister."

This dress thankfully had buttons instead of ties, allowing for a much more comfortable putting on. Isabelle spun Judy around so she couldn't see her reflection in the mirror. The older bunny dragged a chair over and pulled the dress over her sister's head. She began working at the twenty or so buttons that trailed down her spine.

After the tedious and back-shattering exercise, Isabelle bent down and smoothed out the bottom fabric that cascaded across the floor. She stepped back from her sister and began rapidly blinking, in an attempt to force back the tears.

"Judy, you look beautiful," Isabelle whispered. She picked up the two girls who had stopped playing and became instantly mesmerized. She carefully set Margo and Cali on Judy's old bed and sat right next to them.

"Isn't your mommy so pretty?" The older rabbit asked with a hint of emotion to her voice. Neither of them responded, they just gaped with open mouths.

Calliope broke the silence, "She's a princess..."

Isabelle squeezed the four year old fox's paw, "She's even prettier than a princess. What will daddy think?" She asked.

Margo clapped her paws enthusiastically. "He will sweep mommy up in his arms and kiss her! Like in a fairy tale!" She put her paws under her cheek to emphasize the point.

A mischievous look spread across Isabelle's face, "Hmm Judy, what will daddy think?"

She snapped out of her daydream and snapped her jaw open at her sister's dirty comment.

"Isabelle! Really? You know that's out of the question."

"Right, sorry. Anyways, turn around, look in the mirror."

Judy slowly turned around, careful to avoid tripping over the hem. Her eyes met her reflection in the mirror and she gasped. The dress wasn't quite scandalous, but it wasn't as modest as she usually liked. Considering this was Isabelle's dress and she was one of the more... outgoing bunnies in her family, she wasn't that surprised. Her shoulders and upper back were completely exposed, allowing for her fur to shine in the light. The skirt portion was full. After it hugged her body towards the top, it suddenly became less form fitting around her hips, and completely exploded. Small jeweled beads embroidered the waist and sent rainbow reflections across the room. All three girls stood mesmerized by their mother and sister.

"What do you think?" Isabelle whispered excitedly. There was something exhilarating about the fact that her younger sister was wearing her dress.

Her wedding dress.

It was almost as if the fancified piece of silk was given a new life, a new purpose. And it was an honor that the one she looked up to the most was going to wear it on her very special day. Her wedding day that was six years late.

Time didn't matter though, it was just a number.

Subjective.

Different in each mind.

Life had taken a huge toll on her little sister, or she thought it did anyway. It was impossible to tell when her emotions were being covered by a worried smile.

"It's, a little… skimpy," Judy replied while pulling at the plunging neckline.

"Really Jude… skimpy? Geez, I knew you were on the modest side, but this is ridiculous." She cocked her head to the side and tugged at the fabric that lay on her shoulders. "I could pull it up a bit, but then I'd have to loosen the waist cause your hips are huge girl!"

Judy bit the inside of her cheek to keep from beaming. "Thanks Isabelle, your help means so much," she said, buttering her up before going in for the kill.

"And can you raise it just a bit more, I feel a bit exposed…"

The older rabbit rolled her eyes, "You are the only one I know who considers that a bad thing. Anyways, are you sure you don't feel emotionally exposed?"

A familiar voice at the door shocked them out of their train of thought.

"Are you ladies done in there? I think there's more gossip and girl talk happening than actually getting ready…"

Isabelle ran to the door and slammed her small body into it after pushing the lock.

"Get away Nicholas! No peeking at the bride yet, that's standard wedding etiquette!"

He chuckled, "I forgot about the bunny traditions when I peeked through the cracks and saw you rabbits get changed. It's quite a sight…"

"Nick!" Judy yelled while covering herself. Self consciousness leaked from her voice even though she was fully clothed at the moment.

"Whoa, Judy. I was kidding. I just wheeled here to ask where the girls are staying."

"Oh, I'm going to take them with me."

Nick shouted through the wood separating them, "I can't hear you."

"I'm carrying Calliope and walking with Margo."

"Sorry honey, I have no idea what you're saying, you're going to need to come closer."

She threw her arms up dramatically and rolled her eyes before walking to the door. She pushed her sister away from the door and cracked it open. Judy stood behind the wood and stuck her head out from the side.

"Fox, you need to get those ears checked if you couldn't…" He leaned forward and pulled her into a quick kiss so that Judy blocked her sister's view. He closed the door with a satisfied smirk eternally plastered on his muzzle. Judy's mouth hung agape at his quick action.

"Oh and one more thing," he shouted, his voice muffled by the wall, "I like what you're doing with the girls." She turned to face her shocked sister who was watching him wheel out the door of the Hopps' household.

"What do you find in him again?"

Judy looked through the veil at the hazy view in front of her. Her parents had graciously lent them their farm for this little, gathering, to take place. They couldn't really call it 'wedding' considering that the only thing that made it one was that she was wearing the traditional white dress. And well they had prepared vows. Well, Judy had prepared and memorized them. She had a feeling that Nick would probably come up with something on the spot, but he had a way with words. She wasn't worried.

Unlike last time, there was nothing for her to be worried about. Ages ago she was stressed about whether or not the ceremony would go correctly. But now, standing in the mild weather surrounded by her two children, friends and family, she felt at ease. Something she hadn't felt in a long time. Judy felt safe and secluded from the horrors of the world.

She readjusted the young fox who was sitting on her hip, who had begun playing with the gold band that lay around her her upper arm. She kissed Calliope on the nose as the kit squirmed at the ticklish sensation. The bride looked down into the kit's green eyes. Her breath hitched in her chest as she realized how similar they were to Nick's. An idea formed in her mind as she spotted a small patch of wild daisies under her bare feet. There's still time.

Judy sat in the grass, allowing the fabric from the dress to completely encompass her. Just as she had done hundreds of times in her life, she picked the dainty flowers and began weaving them together. Eventually, a flower crown was created and gently placed on Cali's auburn head. The process was repeated for Margo, and soon enough both girls had handmade crowns that matched the blush pink of their dresses.

"Now would you look at that," Judy whispered at eye-level with her children. "Now you are just as pretty as me. Maybe even more so…"

She feigned a pouted face, "I'm quite jealous now."

Though young, they got the clue instantly. Their nimble fingers got to work weaving more and more flowers together. While the knots were messy, she bowed her head down she let them place their creation right over her ears which ran down her neck and upper back.

The music eventually started and the three got up to face the crowd. Judy grabbed Margo's paw and picked Calliope back up again. She carefully placed one foot in front of the other to avoid tripping on the uneven soil. Much to her surprise, the entire force had showed up. A tear grew in Judy's eye at their rowdy whooping and cheers. They came to the informal wedding to show their support for their colleagues and to protect them.

Judy gazed at the gazebo and looked at Nick for reassurance. He stood tall and gave her a tiny wink. She looked down at her children who smiled in return, giddy with excitement.

Wait? What?

Judy flung her head to the approaching gazebo and stopped moving as if she was frozen in time. The small crowd grew panicked at her reaction but when they finally looked towards the source, their breaths were taken too.

A muffled sob escaped the bride's throat as a paw flew to her face. Keeping her emotions at bay was no longer going to work.

One thing echoed through her ears; the ticking of an irregular clock .

Or maybe it was just her heart.

Judy cried freely as she picked up the hem of her dress and ran with the young rabbit and fox. While she could feel the stinging of the rocks beneath her feet, it didn't prevent her from reaching her destination.

She stepped right in front of Nick who gave her a small smirk. Her reaction was perfect in his mind, even more so than he expected. But she was happy, and that's all that mattered.

Judy gently reached forwards and placed a paw on his cheek, making sure it was who she thought it was. Yes the fox still was Nick Wilde. Green eyes, red fur, lanky but strong build, sarcastic smirk. But something was wrong with the mammal in front of her very eyes. The difference between the Nick she knew and the Nick in front of her was what instantly shocked her mind and body.

She had to look up to see him.

Because he was standing…

Granted all of his body weight was supported by a pair of crutches, but he was standing. Just like the Nick Wilde Judy began to love over six years ago.

There were so many questions she wanted to ask; what happened, who helped you, how? Judy wiped away her tears and broke the heavy silence with one word, "Why?"

Nick was just about to come up with some witty remark about how he refused to have a threesome with her and a wheelchair, but much to his surprise the words got caught in his throat. He felt his jacket grow tight around his chest, though it will still be a mystery if that was caused from his stronger body or the holding of his breath. The sight in front of his aging emerald eyes was just enough to wrench his heart in all the right ways. Judy was beautiful, the light reflected off her teary eyes as she stared at him with love and confusion.

Soon enough, the simple six word phrase pulled the couple out of their dreamy world.

"You may now kiss the bride."

And just like that, he looked down at the family that stood in front of him.

His family.

There was Judy, who was still visibly shocked and an emotional wreck, Calliope on her mother's hip and Margo who reached forwards and wrapped herself around his limp legs.

He smiled, not a usual smirk or smart-ass look, but a full on smile. The life-changing events that happened years prior melted away. The scars washed right off from his mind.

After all, "Some things are best left forgotten. Forever." - Scott Cawthon

The wedding will go down as the day Nicholas Wilde, the fox with a silver tongue had finally run out of words.

Because though he lost something, what he gained was more than he could ever hope for.

Just as he leaned forwards to meet her lips for a kiss, Judy pulled a small decorative fan out of her dress and covered their faces. Their moment was only enjoyed by themselves.

Well, before I start crying because I finished the story, that is it. The finale. Honestly though, I'll probably end up editing it till the end of time because that is how I am. I hope that was satisfying enough for you all and worth the wait. I spent so much time rewriting it and editing it, which is why it took so long to post.

I won't be gone for long, as I'm in the process of starting my next story so stay tuned for that one. (Don't worry, It's going to be more lighthearted)

Please leave reviews, your comments help me so much when it comes to improving my writing. Thanks for staying with me on this journey!

Oh and did I just quote the creator of FNaF? Yes, yes I did. ;)

-Classifiedsophie