"STOP CALLING DADDY IS SLEEPING!"

Nick's eyes shot open hearing this. He couldn't believe what he heard Kam yell. He put his arm over his face and took some deep breaths.

"Not anymore," he muttered.

Being a father was a full time around the clock job, even with his parent's help. Being a father to Kam was doing overtime. Nick loved his son but there was no doubt that he was a special snowflake kind of cub, even without his condition.

Nick got up and walked into the living room to see what on earth was happening. His little mini him, only with a white tip to his tail and blue eyes, was on the couch playing a video game with Nick's phone next to him. His dad, Grant, was next to the couch in his wheel chair trying not to laugh.

"So Kam, who was calling and why did you blow their poor ears out?"

At this Grant couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.

"Dad stop laughing you're only encouraging him!"

He didn't listen to him. Nick loved his dad; he was a great dad and grandfather even with needing a wheelchair and oxygen. He was grateful for doing everything in his powerful to do everything in his power to be as perfect as he can while his wife, Edna, was working her tail off at a diner. However, this didn't make him the best role model.

"It was some lady named 'Carrots'. She wouldn't stop calling and you was trying to sleep!"

"It's 'were'. 'You were trying to sleep'. And you just blew out a bunny's hearing kid! She calls back you have to apologize!" He told him before thinking a bit. "After I explain that I actually do have a kid and how Finnick was a stand in."

"As much as I didn't like you swindling I don't understand why you didn't use Kam," his dad chimed in. "You wouldn't have to lie that he was sick."

Nick rolled his eyes at his dad.

"I told you several times Dad, I told you the only animals sympathetic to immanis are other predators. Prey don't exactly get medical conditions that make them savage out of no where," He explained for what felt like the millionth time before lowering his voice. "Not to mention I hate putting a shock collar on him."

Nick really did hate that damn collar. When he first met Judy three years ago Kameron was newly diagnosed with it. Nick had to always have a shock collar on him when he went out so that if it acted up he could snap out of it. He hated seeing his son in pain and still didn't like putting it on him. Luckily it's more precautionary now that he was on some good medication.

-Meanwhile-

Judy was freaking out with worry. She had no clue what happened to her partner, no one would tell her anything, and the only thing Chief Bogo told her was that he gave him the week off.

She was so worried that she started calling him constantly. Every time it went to voice mail. Finally around noon someone answered the phone, unfortunately for her sensitive hearing, it wasn't Nick.

"STOP CALLING DADDY IS SLEEPING!" fallowed immediately by a click.

Judy stared at her phone in confusion. A little kid yelling at her to stop calling wasn't really what she expected to hear when she called Nick. Was it the wrong number? It was the one he gave her.

"Guess I'll have to sneak a look at his file," she said getting up and going to where they kept all the employee files.

Bogo had originally kept the doors locked but after enough times of them getting broken into just to find out phone numbers and birthdays he just gave up. They were in the process of making it all electronic but they decided to hire a sloth for the job. No one knew why the major gave them a sloth for the job nor do any of them know how she managed to get through the training to even work in the office but it happened. It was almost like someone decided they needed comic relief.

Judy never tried to think about it too much. Her job was to do whatever needed to be done to keep the peace, not question what's going through the higher ups minds. At least most of the time she doesn't.

She made her way to the file cabinet with the files for "W" and started routing though till she found '"Wilde Nicolas P.". Opening it she found that she did, in fact had the correct number. She looked at the address and wrote it down.

"Looks like I'm paying someone a visit after work!"

-With Nick-

"Nicolas, you don't have to cook dinner!"

"Mom, you deal with food all day at the diner. The least we can do is make dinner."

"It's your week off you need to relax."

"I slept till noon I think I relaxed just fine."

Kam walked in holding his tail like a teddy bear, "the best part of being a fox" as he'd always say.

"I didn't even tell him what Mommy said last night!"

The two adult foxes looked at each other then looked at him.

"Honey," Edna said. "Mommy died a long time ago."

"I know but she comes to talk to me sometimes. She tells me that Nurse Hare would put poison in the water bag attached to her arm."

Nick looked concerned looking at his mother again.

"Kam why don't you go play with Paw Paw for a bit," he said before adding "very carefully. He's sick remember?"

The cub nodded before leaving. After they where sure he was gone he looked at Edna.

"I never told him about Nurse Hare," he said worried.

They stood in silence. What was going on? How did he know about his mothers nurse when all they told him was that Vixen had gotten really sick?

A knock at the door broke the silence.

"I got it!" Grant yelled. "It's a Judy, she's looking for you Nicky boy!"

"I guess Judy is joining us for dinner then?"

"You're smarter then you let on Nicolas. You better make sure you make something for bunnies because as you learned, I will be inviting her to stay!"