Here's Chapter 2! Please R&R!

I DO NOT OWN ZOOTOPIA OR ITS CHARACTERS

Nick sat at the foot of Judy's bed as she slurped from her soup spoon, both watching the television mounted on the wall. Nick kept an ear up in Judy's direction to listen if she needed anything. It was two days in to her week long leave of work and she was already getting better. However, she still was in no condition for the police force so Nick kept her bed-bound.

His phone rang and he answered, "What's up, Clawhauser?" He rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Why does he need me? He's got a German Shepard." Clawhauser spoke some more, "He wants me to double check?" Nick asked, "Well I'm taking care of Judy who is Sick so…" More speaking. Nick groaned and ran a paw down his muzzle, "Fine. I'll be there soon." He said shaking his head. Nick then wore a bewildered expression, "…Love you too?" He hung up and rubbed his face before getting up with his uniform, going to the bathroom. Once he came out, no longer in his sweat shirt and pajama pants, tying his tie, Judy knew where he was going.

"Ohhoho no. You can't leave!"

"I have to fluffs. Chief Buffalo Butt requested me specially. I gotta sniff out a crime scene. I should be back in fifteen minutes. Curse me for writing 'Excellent sense of smell' on my application, huh?"

"Yep." Judy said crossing her arms. Nick rolled his eyes and took her empty soup bowl, "Shut up, you know I've been good nurse. Admit it." He said brushing her nose with the tip of his tail.

She sneezed and pushed it away with a laugh. He chuckled and carried her bowl into the kitchen.

"I'll be back in a few! Dn't even think about leaving that bedroom!" He hollered. The door shut and Judy was finally alone. She sighed and sank into her pillows. However sleep wasn't there to call her name. Thats when her eyes met her phone on the night stand. She yearned to do something, but still had to respect Nick's concerns.

"Clawhauser."

He could give her the details about what exactly Nick needed to do. No fault in being curious, right? She picked it up and dialed the number.

"Hey Judy! How ya feelin'?" Clawhauser greeted cheerfully.

"I'm feeling better! Thanks for asking! How's the precinct?"

"Oh its great! Slow but great. I just called Nick in a few seconds ago! Bogo wanted to have his noses on the crime scene they just opened up."

Gotcha. Judy faked cluelessness and pulled out her notepad from her side table, "What crime scene?

"Some officers chased a couple of druggies out of the warehouse near the old bridge on the outskirts of town. They caught one and brought him in for questioning."

"Who was the culprit?"

"A calico cat. Male I think. His other partner was a tabby."

"When did all of this happen?"

"I'd say about-…wait a minute. Why are you so curious?"

"No reason!" Judy answered quickly, well I hate to leave ya behind but I gotta go."

"…but you're sick."

"Bye!" She hung up and sighed, looking at the notepaper with the details written on it. She should just rip it up and throw it away. Determination in her, however, drove her to throw the covers off. They landed in a pile on the floor. When she stood, she was very wobbly and weak. Almost falling over, she grabbed for the lamp causing it to crash and shatter on the floor. She winced and didn't think about being barefoot with shards of glass on the floor. Judy stepped on a piece and yelped, then looked at her foot in annoyance.

"Great." Now she was bleeding. She unknowingly tracked blood all the way to the kitchen so she could bandage up her bleeding foot. This was karma for going behind Nick's back.

Once she finished bandaging and took a dose of her flu medicine, Judy was ready to go. She put her badge in her pocket and left the apartment. The apartment with a broken lamp, bloody paw prints, and a door that was cracked open because she didn't shut the it hard enough. That didn't look terrible at all.


Nick walked around the warehouse crates. A few officers spoke to each other and examined things like the culprits gun, his wallet, and other on hand evidence. No drugs were found yet. Thats why they brought in Nick to double check.

The german shepherd that was spoken of over the phone, Officer Hooper, stood with his arms crossed as he and Chief Bogo watched from the sidelines as Nick walked around, sniffing.

"Come on, Chief! I told ya I didn't find anything! Can we just go?"

Nick walked up to a crate, "Oh you didn't find anything? Yea? You're pretty positive about that aren't ya huh?"

Officer Hooper daed panned him.

Nick took a crow bar and pried off one side of the crate, causing pounds of catnip to come pouring out.

"BAM! Right there!" He pointed looking at Officer Hooper challengingly. He walked over to another crate and pried a side off, revealing hundreds of fermented marula fruit. A fruit that can cause the quick intoxication of any mammal.

"What the hell is this?!" He yelled, faking cluelessness.

Officer Hooper's jaw dropped and Bogo eyed him smugly but quickly hid it upon Nick's approach, "Excellent job, Officer Wilde. If you want, you are free to go back home." Nick nodded and left the warehouse, happy to head back to Judy's apartment. He already was gone too long.


Nick walked up to Judy's floor but then smelled something unexpected. Blood. He quickened his pace as he approached her door… which was cracked open.

"Oh my god." He breathed out, placing a paw over his mouth. Nick quickly whipped out his pistol and silently creeped forward. He heard no noise on the inside. He kicked the door open, "Police!"

He pointed the gun at nothing however. He smelled no one in the apartment and belted his gun, running over to her bedroom door. Panic spread throughout his chest at the sight of the shattered lamp and thrown bed sheets. The feeling of worry and fear was so overwhelming he had to grab the door frame for balance. There was wetness beneath his foot and he lifted it out of the blood print. He followed it to the kitchen praying that there wasn't a body at the end of the path. There was nothing but a box of bandages. He furrowed his brow. Then his eyes moved to the counter where her badge normally sat. It wasn't there. Nick stumbled to her bedroom, remembering the notepad that was on her side table that wasn't there when he left.

A page was missing… but the impression left by her hard handwriting was left behind. each word was pressed onto the page. He read it closely.

DRUGGIES

WAREHOUSE, OUTSKIRTS OF TOWN

MALE CALICO

TABBY PARTNER?

He knew exactly what had happened. Judy wasn't hurt or dead in a desolate, countryside ditch. She was on this case. Anger boiled up inside of him. Oh, he was so mad he couldn't see strait. His ears clamped down to the back of his head. He growled and ripped the notepad in half before throwing it down and leaving the room.


Judy peeked up from around the bridge. One where Nick used to spend his days. She stared at the warehouse. Maybe this was a bad idea, she thought to herself. Already she could feel herself getting weaker. The medicine was wearing off. Thats when she heard a twig snap behind her. She whipped around to find no one there. Her heart beat heavily.

"Hello?"

Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around her uncomfortably and she shrieked. She tried kicking and prying herself away but she had no strength.

"Don't even try getting away." The voice hissed in her ear. He set her down but maintained a harsh grip on her arms so she wouldn't get away.

"Who are you?"

"Don't matter. You're gonna get me and my buddy out of trouble. Even if it means taking you with us."

She contorted her body to get a good look at her kidnapper. It was a male calico cat. Just like Clawhauser said. The missing culprit. Her look of determination faltered. This was really bad.


Nick slammed on the breaks outside of the warehouse crime scene and turned the car off. He stormed inside, still furious beyond words.

Chief Bogo turned and took notice of his Officer's atmosphere, "Something wrong, Officer Wilde?"

"Is Officer Hopps here, per chance? I've got a couple of things I wanna say to her."

"I don't believe she's here. You told me she was sickly."

"Oh she's sick alright. just not her annoying determination." He said angrily.

There then was a sound. A door slamming in the back of the warehouse. A few officers placed their paws on their guns. Nick included. A calico cat came into view, holding a gun to Judy's head.

"Nobody move or I blow her brains out!"

"Hopps!" Bogo yelled.

"Judy!" Nick glared and pulled his gun, aiming at the cat, "Let her go immediately."

"No dice, Fox. I came here for my partner. And I'm not leaving without 'em."

"I can say the same. Hopps you're not lookin' too good." He said glancing at her with a hint of worry. She stared at him apologetically. He glared back at the culprit, "Put down your weapon and release her."

Judy looked incredibly pale. Nick knew what that meant. It was gross but he knew what she was thinking. No one liked getting thrown up on.

"We don't have your partner here. Just let her go."

Judy belched. The cat ignored it. His first mistake. "Well then you're gonna take me to him. Or else I'm gonna pump her full of le-"

Judy used all of her strength to turn and she projectile vomited all over the cat causing him to lower his gun and shriek. Judy spat at him, now free, and made a run for Nick. She was a really clean vomiter. It like was nowhere on her body or around her mouth. Nick had to giver her credit for that. She bounded his direction but yelled out in pain before collapsing onto the ground. The gunshot echoed throughout the warehouse.

"No!" Nick screamed and fired his weapon, bullets hitting the calico's body. He fell to the ground. Nick sprinted toward's Judy's body. Blood came out of her shoulder and he cradled her, applying pressure to the wound.

"Judy? Judy! Wake up! Please!" He yelled as the officers ran toward the cat and called for an ambulance.

"Nick?" Judy croaked, barely conscious. "I'm sorry. I-I'm so sorry."

"Shh Carrots. No no no. I never should have left you. You're gonna be fine. ETA on that ambulance?" He yelled with a panicked tone. His paw was covered in her blood and his eyes held the look of panic and determination.

Judy closed her eyes.

"Hopps! Judy!"