"Officer Hops? Are your there?" Bogo asked the silent phone, although in the back of his mind he knew there wasn't going to be an answer. Pacing around the room he thought about what Judy had told him. "Hmmm… Street 378 from the express free-way… Have other crimes been committed there? Have there been many crimes like this lately?... Ugh!" Bogo groaned. There was nothing he could do until morning. He went to bed, but dint sleep. He's eyes refused to close. And in his chest he felt a thick weight. Could it be… worry? Bogo shook his head to clear his mind. Worry or no worry, Judy had asked for help, and that was exactly what she was getting.

"Alright listen up!" Bogo called to the noisy officers that filled the office. Sometimes, he thought, they acted like children. When the room was finally quiet, Bogo informed about Judy's call. "You may have noticed that neither Officer Hops nor Officer Wilde has reported today for work."

Immediately, all eyes in the room looked at the empty seat at the front of the room. Being the smallest officers in the force, Nick and Judy shared on same seat. Bogo normally had to suppress a chuckle when entering the room because although Nick's stature managed, Judy had to always stand on the seat. When she sat, the only thing visible were her ears.

"Last night I received a call from Officer Hops," Bogo continued. He walked over to a speaker connected to his phone. Pressing a button, he played Judy's call, which he had recorded. As the call started nobody really expected much. But by the time the recording stopped, most of the people in the room had serious or worried faces, Bogo having to suppress his own. Bogo cleared his throat, grabbing everyone's attention again.

"I'll have a group search each of their apartments for any sighs of where to find them. Another group will have to stay and scout the town for any other crimes. The remaining will stay here and try to gather as much information as possible." Bogo said.

He was glad to see everyone had a determent look and was willing to help. Bogo quickly called out the groups. He went along with the group that was going to look for clues. Besides, he didn't want to be here when the force told the relatives. Suddenly a question popped in his head. Did Nick have relatives? He knew Judy had a family that owned a farm somewhere, but what about Nick?

"Hey, do you know if Nick has any relatives?" Bogo asked the closest officer to him, which turned out to be Officer Grisly. The brown bear shrugged his shoulders. "Beats me, but Nick never really talks about that stuff. I honestly think it's an emotional scar." He said before walking off. "An emotional scar?" Bogo thought to himself. Nick was never the guy that talked about his emotions, but could it really be that bad? Deciding to ask him once they found the pair he followed his group to the police cars.

Meanwhile, Nick's POV

Nick's legs ached as he ran down a slope. He still heard the guns being shot at him from behind. He had warned Judy, and really hoped she had gotten out of there. If not, he would never forgive himself.

He knew this guys didn't mean good, and were able to kill if necessary. Caught in his own thoughts, Nick tripped and fell, scraping his knee on a rock. He struggled to get up, but felt a pain shoot up his leg. He knew he was done for.

So he closed his eyes and gave up to the darkness.