A/N: Hello everyone. I am working on this new story. The second one I have ever wrote. I hope you like it and if you do please feel free to drop a comment, fav or review. Enjoy!

Prologue

Judy

"It's called a hustle, Sweetheart!" I said to the sheep with the smuggest face I could manage to do. My leg still hurt like hell but I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me in pain.

Dawn Bellwether's face passed from confusion to fear in just a second. She stepped back from the edge of the exhibition, along with her 'minions' in an attempt to escape. I felt Nick's body stiff but I wasn't worried. My high sense of hearing detected the police sirens outside the museum and familiar steps approaching so I knew that even if the ovines made a run for it they would be caught.

"It's OK," I whispered to Nick. "Bogo is here." He gave me me a kind smile and tighten his grip on my waist.

We heard how Bogo made the arrest and called an ambulance. It was thanks to Nick's quick thinking that things turned out fine at the end. If it weren't for his idea of switching the serum for blueberries… well I don't want to think what would have happened. Luckily, I also thought of calling the ZPD before we tried to escape.

"Are you alright?" Nick asked me.

"I'm still bleeding. The fall didn't help." I said letting him go and trying to keep my balance on one leg but failing miserably.

Nick quickly put his arm around me again, holding me a little stronger than before. I was a little embarrassed feeling like a damsel in distress. I was being silly but I had to admit it felt comforting. I looked up at him and offered him a warm smile.

"Thank you." I wanted to say more but Chief Bogo interrupted us at that moment.

"Well done, Hopps." His voice as strong as usual, not giving away any emotions. "Paramedics will arrive shortly. Can you get out of there by yourself?" He was looking at the handkerchief around my leg.

I looked at my surroundings and spotted a metal ladder attached to the wall. Nick offered to help me up but apparently it was easier said than done. I tried hopping with my good leg but the pain kept me from going up more than one step.

"This is not going to work, Carrots." Nick said behind me. "I don't wanna stay here all day."

I almost died of embarrassment when he had to carry me on his back and all of my coworkers (well, ex-coworkers) saw us. At least he didn't make fun of me. I was expecting a remark on my size or weight, however, he was just worried about my condition. I had to reassure him a couple of times that I was fine. It felt kind of nice having someone worrying about me beside my parents.

Is this what is like to have a friend?

It's not that I didn't have any friends. I just hadn't made new friends since I was in elementary school. After high school I just focused on my studies. When I went off to college I sure met a lot of mammals and made some acquaintances but none of them were real friends who would be concerned about me or help me out like Nick had.

That's when it hit me. Sure Nick had forgiven me and accepted to help me but, did he consider me a friend? We really didn't know each other that well. Still, I couldn't deny there was some chemistry between us. I trusted him and I was most certain that he trusted me as well.

If he didn't consider me a friend, I hoped soon he would.

Nick was the kind of mammal I wanted to have around me.