This is a rather long one-shot, in which I'll break it down into parts. It is not a story.

I'm more focused to make fic's more fluff, however I already have my other chapters of the other stories to be structured to post as quickly as possible.

However, I hope you enjoy this long One-Shot.

First Part

There was still a week left for the day in question. The excitement of mammals, especially females, could be seen in the eyes of others. The shops, restaurants and even a few streets of Zootopia were decorated for the great occasion. Away from all this excitement was a thoughtful fox. From his elbow on the car window, his dark glasses hid a look lost in the infinity. One cheek leaned mercilessly on a paw. From his lips, he let out a disconcerting sigh.

In the face of the partner's reaction, something that had lasted, more or less two days in a row, violet eyes, from time to time, escaped the road and fixed themselves on the fox at her side. What was wrong with him? This week they had been posted to patrol the streets of Zootopia and there was no reason for such a reaction on her partner. Something was escaping her, but what was it? She thought.

"You do not need to worry, Carrots. This will pass." He looked at her sideways. The sudden break in silence startled Judy. She did not answer, keeping her attention on the road again.

Violet eyes roamed every nook and cranny of the busy streets, and she smiled serenely, when she noticed the windows of the decorated shops. In addition, she had already been aware of some excitement and anticipation of that day by her co-workers who, on several occasions, she picks up random conversations about what would be the best gift to offer the other half. Judy had never been so adept at such a feast. It was not that she had not already offered a special gift to someone other than her family, but usually that day was celebrated with the family, especially those who were still living in their parents' home. A cake decorated by the occasion itself and cookies, was the gift she offered to her parents and brothers and sisters. However, this, particular year, Judy had already thought of doing something for her partner. Obviously for her it had a great meaning, but she would give the gift to him for his great work and for being an exceptional friend. She might even say what she felt for him, but by then she'd be left with the first choices. She took a deep breath. Suddenly, something broke her thoughts. Her eyes went to Nick who now drank his coffee. No, he could not! She thought.

One foot deep in the brake was enough for a forward swing and a strong pull against the back of the seat. In the middle of that, the coffee was saved by luck, because of Nick's quick reaction to grab it with both paws for the coffee not spill.

"Can you explain what that was for?" He frowned at her.

"Sorry. Red light!" She stretched the finger of her paw and pointed, through the glass, to the signal. Nick watched the gesture with his eyes, confirming if it was true. He snorted and returned to his original position.

"More attention on the road, Carrots!" And returned to his attention in infinity.

Meanwhile, Judy put her foot back on the accelerator when the signal turned green, and once more fell into her thoughts. Is it because of Valentine's Day? No, it could not be. Nick would have told her if he had someone special, right? Or not? In the last 6 months together, they've been through a lot and their friendship really got stronger. However, when they finished one shift, they would mostly spend the nights together, taking one or the other late. After they said goodbye, would he have anyone? It is a fact to point out that he was always opening his mouth in the mornings, but she thought that it would be because of the series that he accompanied or for simply being entertained with other things and not with a female. Not that it has not crossed her mind, after all he was well coveted among his colleagues, so it would be outside the department as well. Who was she to leave him in that state? Judy closed her eyes for seconds and took a deep breath. She would ask later. Although she do not want to hear any response on that.

That same day, more in the afternoon, they finished the shift. Judy parked in the park outside the ZPD. Although at lunch she had the fox she knew back, as soon as they entered the car again to continue the work, he returned to the lost fox on the horizon, and silence followed them most of the time. They entered the apartment and headed for the reception. Clawhauser was, as always, entertained with his cell phone. Aside from his first passion being the donuts, the second was the already seen and repeated Gazelle videos.

"Good afternoon, Benjamin." Judy greeted him cheerfully.

"Oh, hello Judy." He returned it with the same infectious air. But this contagious joy passed beside Nick, who, after greeting the cheetah, turned away from them toward the department canteen. At such a strange attitude, Clawhauser leaned forward and whispered.

"What's wrong with ours, breaking hearts?" Judy laughed at the nickname that was already known to all the officers because of a few conversations about the females in the corridors reaching ears that should not cross.

"I do not know." She shrugged her shoulders until she could no longer see the fox figure. "It's been like this, more or less, for two days."

"Um ..." Clawhauser straightened and brought a paw to his plump, thoughtful chin. "Does it have to be with Valentine's Day?"

"I also thought the same, but that's an issue where I cannot give you a right answer."

"If his expression does not fare much with those of some of our officers, I'd say that is because of that particular day, but ..." He stopped and suddenly a cry came from his lips, startling Judy and the mammals passing by. "Do not tell me that he will finally tell you how he feels about you? Oh, that would be fabulous." Clawhauser brought his paws to his cheeks, squeezing them.

"What nonsense!" Judy folded her arms and closed her eyes to the cheetah. Deep inside, she wanted Nick's reaction to be that.

"Oh, no ... no ... no, Judy. It's not nonsense. I've noticed how he looks at you."

"Huh ..." she turned her attention to him, arching an eyebrow, not uncrossing her arms. "Then explain to me what kinds of looks this is, Officer Clawhauser?"

"With passion." Simple answer. A thump in the heart. "His gaze shines when he looks at you." Okay, she had to admit that what he was telling her, despite being a real nonsense, was leaving her with an unusual heat.

"Ah, Clawhauser. I think you're exaggerating a bit, don't you? "

"Of course not. Besides, Officer Hopps, I'm not the only one with this opinion."

"Who else has this opinion?"

"All our colleagues."

"WHAT?" The cry she gave could be heard throughout in all department. In addition to that it also provided small scares to the mammals that passed by. Clawhauser was the only one who did not show great 'panic' at such a manifestation, continuing to speak.

"Even the boss cheers for you guys in his way."

"No, this cannot be happening." Judy's chest filled and emptied. The whole conversation was making her more and more embarrassed. Even the boss? She thought. "Let's be reasonable here, Benjamin." She turned to him and uncrossed her arms, gesticulating them nervously as she spoke. "Are you not exaggerating a bit about this?"

"Nop, not at all." It was Clawhauser's turn to fold his arms and shake his head.

"I think you guys are making a movie where it does not exist."

"Judy, my dear, it is only you who do not see what reality is in front of you. Your mind is always focused on work and that littles things like this pass through you."

"This attitude of his in these two days, there must be something else."

"What's the problem if my suspicions are correct?" Clawhauser arched an eyebrow. "After all, you too ..." he cut the words out abruptly as he saw the fox figure reappearing behind the canteen door.

"Still here, Fluff? We have to get paperwork done." He said quietly. In his paw, a glass with juice rested.

Judy's ears surged through the warm, initially slight, for a blistering fire as soon as she saw Nick.

"Sorry, Nick. Let's go!" She managed to say, quickly turning her gaze to the floor. She hurried past him to the stairs, beginning to climb them, without even saying farewell to Clawhauser.

"What's wrong with her?" Nick questioned in confusion, staring his friend aside and his thumb pointing at his partner. Benjamin merely shrugged, giving an answer that 'I do not know'. His attention was again focused on the videos of Gazelle that were before they interrupted him.

The next two hours were a torment to the little bunny. In her mind, Clawhauser's words did not cease to haunt her. Sitting in the chair facing her desk, the paperwork in front of her was almost finished. Yet she still felt her ears and cheeks warm. Although the weather outside was cold, she felt quite warm. Behind her, the fox looked better. The papers in front of him were almost full and the paperwork that had been previously untidy was now well stacked in one corner.

"Carrots?" He called her, breaking the silence. At the name he called, Judy was startled, and her ears snapped.

"Yes?" She replied, not even turning the chair toward him. Again, her heart began to beat at an alarming rate. Dam you, Clawhauser! You and that stupid suspicion! She cursed him with all her teeth.

"I wanted to ask you something and I wish you were as honest as I could with me."

Then Judy turned her chair with a raised eyebrow.

"When was I not honest with you, Nick?"

"That's not what I meant ... Ah ..." He scratched his head and then clenches his paws together. "I need a woman's opinion."

Okay...that was getting weird. She thought

"What opinion?"

"I need to know, in addition to flowers, heart-shaped balloons and chocolates, what do you females like to receive on Valentine's Day?" His attention dropped to the floor, finding it interesting at the moment.

Okay! First, Clawhauser, you do not even know how wrong you are. Second, who was she? Judy wanted to slap the cheetah and herself for hoping.

"And may I know who the female in question is?" She hoped that Nick had not noticed that her question had come out in a rather rude way. She soon noticed that no, since the floor really should have something more interesting than him looking at it.

"Carrots, do not get me wrong, but I want to talk to her first, and then you're free to ask any questions you want."

The urge to cry was overwhelming. She knew perfectly well that Nick would inevitably fall in love with someone. She also knew that he would not fail to be her friend and companion, but the night out would end and seeing him only at work was not in her plans nor in the future. Swallowing the knot that insisted on straining in her throat, she questioned.

"Can I just know how long you've been liking this female, Nick?" Again, Nick did not look at her. He kept staring at the ground and answered it as if it had been the one who had asked him the question.

"About 5/6 months?" He seemed to struggle on the date.

"In addition to the ordinary gifts, you can always offer something she always uses. Maybe a necklace or a bracelet. Anything that…"

"Oh, wait!" He lifted a paw in front of her. Then he deviated and grabbed a block and a pencil. He turned again and handed her the things. "Write, please."

Judy stared at him in confusion but decided to do as he asked. He would have her honest opinion of the present, for she would write what she wanted him to offer her whether or not it was on Valentine's Day. Maybe the tastes of the female in question might be alike, but there was one particular necklace she wanted and a lot, and then decided to write in detail, as it was. She could be lucky, and the other one did not like the present. After a few seconds, she put the pencil on the block and handed it to him.

"Thank you." He smiled at her and his eyes read the discretion. "This will help me a lot. Thanks again, Carrots." Perfect. The plan he had thought went perfectly. The necklace had been in his mind for some time and he had seen his partner admire him, after one of his rounds on the streets, at the lunch break. But he wanted confirmation that it was really that wire in question.

"You're welcome." She replied, "I hope she likes it." She put on the most forced smile she'd ever made.

"Well, we have to finish this paperwork." He stiffened and turned the chair, focusing his attention on the papers again.

When the back of the chair welcomed her, her façade fell, giving way to a sad and desolate expression. It was from this that she would lose her Nick forever.

End of the first part.