Today on the Core... "Yesterday an officer was shot three times . His identity and location unrevealed... He is in critical condition and is now being hospitalised. The suspect was thought to be a mid-aged white wolf last seen off of quartz Street in the forest district... I saw him pull out a gun and fire, I immediately ducked and the next you knew he was gone and a cop laying belly up bleeding on the street... A new recruit of the ZPD was shot multiple times... Investigations of the attempted murder are well under way... I don't understand why any would do this, it's crazy, zootopia is drug hole full gangsters.. We wish peace to his family and too get well soon."

Get well? What a chilché phrase to say. As your laying there in a blood puddle nothing is going through mind. Your just blank, idle like as if you trying to find purpose while staring at a sun set. Everything goes out the window, pain, people, gravity, and thoughts. Everything. But you need to start somewhere to get your mind working again, 'get well is a good start.'

Ray's of light pierced the window blaring heat in Nick's pale face. His eyes opened, morning his mind told him and proceed to sit up for his bed, his body had other plans. Pain shot through his stomach as Nick held his breath to keep him self from moaning.

Feeling his clothes Nick realized he wearing an apron of sorts, it was really thin but cool to the touch. He lifted it off to observe his stomach. "Jesus." He said as he beheld two holes in his belly thoroughly stitch together. He was naked and his white fur on his underside was stained with blots of somewhat cleaned blood. "I've been shot." Nick said out loud and he let his head fall back into his pillow. Then heard movement beside him.

It was Judy sleeping with her head lying on Nick bed. He quickly threw his apron back over his waist as she stirred. "Carrots?" He asked curious to see if the was reality. She instantly lifted her head.

"Nick" she said hugging him cheek to cheek. Then a doctor with two nurses entered the room instantly began checking his vitals.

The doctor prescribed Nick antibiotics and heavy pain killers. Gave notes for recovery time and that he would have stay in hospital for a few more hours just to make sure he wasn't swelling or having any reactions to the prescribed drugs.

The doctor explained the surgery that Nick underwent, a removal of one bullet and and the repair on the abdominal muscles and the large intestine, and a repair of the muscles in his side where a bullet completely tore through and exited his body on sight. And it was discovered that the third bullet had missed him entirely.

Judy sat holding on to his hand. He looked terrible, he was pale opposite from his usual bright red fur and bold white under chin. Instead the light in his eyes were dim and his body weak.

Then Nick asked; "How long have I've been here?"

"About a day and a half."

"I know I was shot, but happen?"

She sighed; "I am not sure, were not sure. This wolf out of no where just came and shot you. And then he just disappeared, no one knows who it is or why on earth anyone would do that but for safety reasons your being guarded and the ZDP dropped off a care package." She nodded at the direction of balloons and presents sitting on a seat near his bed.

He looked at her with concerning stair. The uttermost serious thing Nick Wilde had said just happen, with his eyes he told Judy he was in pain. She began to cry resting her head on his chest. He stroked her hair on her head with his free hand. "I am just happy your fine, I don't know what I would have done if I lost you." She sobbed. Nick became little teary eyed.

"Oh, you rabbits so emotional." He said batting away his own feelings. "Look you crying is really ruining my current and very pink aura." He still held on to his sarcastic behavior.

"You'd think they would have removed your sense of humor as they did the surgery." Judy laughed as she wiped away her tears. Nick was more than happy to cheer her up.

A few hours passed and Nick was ready to leave the hospital. With much assistance Judy helped Nick into a wheel chair and she rolled him out into the parking lot where Bogo was waiting for them.

Driving a large truck Bogo placed Nick in the passenger seat as Judy put the wheel chair in the bed of the truck. "So, how it feeling?" Bogo asked Nick as Judy hopped in the back seat.

Now dressed in normal Street wear Nick replied with rude attitude "Well if you love the feeling of your body being split open, it feels great!"

A small pause was held in the conversation. "Sorry Nick, I was just trying to be friendly." Bogo responded slightly offended.

"I am just kidding big guy" Nick said patting his shoulder. "In all seriousness though, I am glad you came to pick us up, it means a lot."

Bogo just continued the conversation with lots of small talk not wanting to bring up the details of Nick's case just yet. Assuming that Nick wanted the details later on and not have to worry about someone trying to kill him. In this regard Bogo wanted Nick to stay out of the case entirely. Bringing a wounded officer back into a situation were he was injured was never a smart idea. And for good reason.

Bogo dropped Nick and Judy off in front of there complex, and assisted them taking Nick out of his truck and placing him in his wheelchair. "Hopefully Ill see you soon at the station Nick, get better we need you."

"Cheers mate." Nick said in an islander accent. Bogo just shook his head annoyed and left.

Judy pushed Nick into the apartments elevator after checking in. She took him to room and seated him on his couch. She cooked him a meal and as he ate she went to get their mail from the front.

When she returned to the apartment Nick's apartment Judy began sorting through the letters. Mostly coupons for grocery stores and advertisements for phone companies, but one letter for Nick stood out. The letter had the following name: Katelynn Wilde. Umm Jody wondered.

Leaning on Nick's kitchen counter top she asked; "Hey, you have a letter from Katelynn Wilde you want it?" Nick looked up instantly.

"Nah, just put in that shoe box." He pointed referring to a spot underneath a side table. She did so.

"Who's Katelynn?" She asked.

"No one." Nick responded sharply.

"Oh, really? Come' on who is it?" Judy said sitting next him on the couch. Then Nick adjusted him self letting out a painful groan. "Nick! Stop moving get comfortable and rest." He easily diverted the question.

The night came and Nick began to fall drowsy. So he pulled his wheel chair over and began to seat himself before Judy ran to assist him. Thoroughly annoyed, Nick pushed his chair to his bedroom. Coming to the side of his bed he let Judy help him. After getting set, Nick and Judy's eyes meant.

"Your not leaving right?" Nick asked seemly genuinely concerned.

"I am not leaving." Judy said as she left the room and during off the lights. "Sleep tight." She said.

"You too carrots." Nick said before drifting into a deep sleep.

In the dark of the night Nick heard his door creak open, Judy left a low blue reflecting lamp on in the living where she was sleeping and Nick saw the outline of short perked ears. Then glow of yellow eyes peered at him with a violent grin. Then a tall figure entered the room looming over the base of Nick's bed. The albino creature pulled a hidden object from his jacket. Nick was frozen.

Judy heard Nick screaming in his room, she shot up immediately completely focused. Grabbing her pocket knife Judy sprinted to his room.

Bursting into the room Judy turned on a light. Nick laid in his bed rustling with a struggle drowning in his white sheets. Judy jumped on the bed holding him tighter than ever.

"Your fine Nick, your fine." He slowed covered in sweat and extremely warm. Judy felt his heart racing; "your fine it was just a dream." She soothed him.

"I can't stay here." Nick said as tears began run down his cheeks. "I am going crazy I need to leave."

Judy sat with holding him; "I call my parents tonight, we'll first thing in the morning to my house. Are you okay with that?" Nick biting his lip nodded. "You'll be fine Nick, your fine." She didn't leave for the rest of night.

When morning came Judy packed for both them and they made their way to the train station. Buying about 40 dollars worth of tickets Judy teased Nick telling him he would need to repay her. After much pleading Nick resolved the issue by agreeing to work on the carrot farm for couple hours but Judy began on the liability issue claiming that Nick couldn't pay her while in a wheelchair.

After a short train trip they were approaching their destination. Judy's life, her family, her home.

Again feel I like I am writing some crappy stuff. If you see anything bad let me know in the comments. Prioritized on one imagery not so much dialogue felt like this chapter isn't great but let me know what you think. BTW you have no idea how much I enjoyed shooting Nick in the last chapter! I love being able to write something like this after a tragic event. Take care and please, constructive criticism wanted!