Throbbing.

The intense and struggling feeling of throbbing. Judy felt it in the back of her head, frustrated with her ability to be unable to stop it. It was nestled between her right temple and occipital lobe, as if she was hit or forced unconscious. Come to think of it, she couldn't remember a thing. One minute she was terrified due to a look on Nick's face, and the next she was… well, out cold. It confused her terribly.

The bunny began to feel her senses returning. She was fine, thankfully… but the throbbing remained. Judy's eyes, heavy from unconsciousness, were lifted open every-so slightly. From what she could tell, she wasn't at the jewelers anymore. The room was completely white and she was sitting on something so comfortable she didn't think she wanted to move.

Was she dead?

Killed by a blunt force to the back of the head, the throbbing being the remains of the final blow hitting her as she fell into the claws of death?

Of course not. That would be quite dull to imagine… especially for such a dramatic bunny.

Judy's nose began to twitch out of curiosity, at the same time sniffing the area out. She quickly recoiled at the smell in the room. It wasn't like gym socks or sweat… but medicine and chemicals. It smelt… over-the-top hygienic. Judy didn't like that at all. She hated hospitals to say the least.

"Nick?" She muttered softly. She didn't want to be there, especially if he wasn't either. Judy had grown quite fond of the fox since they first met. Their differences ended up drawing them together to solve one of the largest cases in Zootopia's history, and from there they learned to trust each other completely and work together to defeat… most odds; cases and stereotypes alike. When he wasn't around her she felt lonely, bored, and almost uncomfortable.

"Nick…" Judy muttered out again, this time attempting to open her eyes a little more. The room was painted white with a hint of mint and light blue here and there. The room seemed familiar but it didn't strike a chord.

"Judy?"

The bunny's breath stopped for a moment. That was her name, yes… but she was expecting a certain fox to respond. Instead she heard,

"Clawhauser?" A rustle of clothing came from the left of Judy, her ears picking up the movement as it came closer.

"Yes, yes it's me, Judy." He responded a little shaky. "Can you hear me?"

"Yes, I can hear you."

"Oh thank Gazelle!" The cheetah cried, latching onto the rabbit's left hand. She rolled her head toward the voice, her vision picking up spots of yellow and brown, as well as, what she recognised as, the ZPD uniform. Clawhauser was one of the sweetest mammals at the department. Despite his first name being Benjamin, he liked the idea of have a 'code name' so-to-speak. Every-mammal just went along with it... except Nick. "We've been so worried for you! You've been out for hours!"

"What? How long?!" She exclaimed, her body suddenly full of energy. "Where's Nick? Is he okay?! What happened to the robbers-" All these questions ran through her mind with urgency. Nick had to be okay, right? She had no way of knowing whether he was injured after she was left unconscious. His expression had said it all… and to think he might have been hurt because she wasn't careful and rushed into things after he warned her not to? That tore her heart apart.

"Calm down, Judy." Clawhauser pleaded, guiding her tense limbs back onto the comfortable surface of the mattress. "Nick is fine. See for yourself." In the state of panic that the bunny had experienced, her sight had returned back to normal. Just in time too. She watched as the cheetah moved toward the wall in order for her to get visual on a very exhausted looking Nick. Although he wasn't in any bandages or had any sign of injury, the fox was lying on a bed to her left… but his head was where his feet should have been lying and he wasn't tucked under the sheets like she was.

"Poor thing." The cheetah began, watching as the fox's chest rose and fell. "He was so terrified when he brought you back here; Ran all the way from the Jewellers thinking you may have been in a coma." Clawhauser chuckled. "Of course I told him not to be silly and that you were probably just knocked out… but he was very insistent that we take you here, to first aid. You can't really argue with a mammal that looks like they've seen a ghost-"

"OFFICER CLAWHAUSER. MY OFFICE. NOW!" The adorable expression on Clawhauser's face faded off, knowing that Chief Bogo had just summoned him by intercom. It was never really good news when a mammal was called to Bogo's office. Only rarely is there good news to tell at all.

"Whoops. Chief's probably going to lecture me about leaving my post. I left Francine in charge while I came to watch over you, and let me tell you she-really-isn't-good-with-handling-my-job." The cheetah began to rush off, but darted back into the room one last time. "By the way, the chief wants to see you when you're ready. Bring Nicky with you." With that, Clawhauser swiftly exited, letting the room settle back into silence. The rabbit blinked at the fox's nickname… Nicky? It made her giggle. What a childish nickname for such a serious fox.

It became oddly silent very quickly. Judy was so used to the loud conversations of the city, the cars, construction, the very faint sound of sirens, that she started to miss them. It gave a busy atmosphere to her day, which the bunny enjoyed very much, and by being in a room that had no sound and the smell of chemicals made her very anxious. She needed to move and do something, anything but this. Sitting up a little, she went to take the covers of the bed off of her, only to be stopped by a single paw, which kept the sheets near her stomach down.

"Not on my watch, Carrots." Shyly looking up, the bunny recognised the face of a fox, his expression some-what worried but also inviting and warm.

"Nick!" Judy exclaimed, lashing forward and hugging the fox around the neck. He hugged back tightly, glad to see his partner happy and well.

"I'm so glad you're okay, Whiskers." Nick stated with a small chuckle, pulling back to look the bunny in the eyes. "I was so terrified! You could have been badly hurt!" Judy shrugged a little.

"I'm fine, really!" She explained. "It's not like they were armed or anything… you said so yourself-"

"Actually…" Judy's ears dropped a little, knowing the tone of voice wasn't a pleasant one. "There was a sheep and rabbit hiding behind the desk. Mrs Woolton, I think… she told me that what I saw behind the car wasn't exactly right."

"What do you mean?"

"They had guns, Judy. They were armed and I didn't see it!" He stepped away from the bedside. "They had firearms on the desk. They must have seen my ears somehow… they knew we were coming." Nick made is way over to the bed he was resting on, his tail flopping beside him as he sat down and faced the bunny. "I should have watched for longer. Because of me you ran straight into trouble. And you could have been seriously injured… or dead!"

"Nick, calm down-"

"-I should have been more stern with you. I should have held you back and waited. Because of me your nearly got yourself killed!"

"Nick!" Judy shot a glare at the fox, practically yelling at him. "It's not your fault! We all make mistakes okay? I think I know that better than anyone. Nick…" The bunny watched as the he averted his gaze. "Nick, look at me."

He looked back at the bunny. This was quite aberrant for Nick to be acting this way. Sure he thought that he had endangered her life, but she was fine!

"I'm alive, yes? I have arms. I have legs. I have you!" Nick's ears perked up a little. "If you didn't notice sooner, I might have been ambushed, then what might have happened. Nick… you basically saved my life." The fox's shoulders relaxed slightly.

"But that doesn't fix anything-"

"Not to you." Judy cut him off. "But to me it does. Now come on, where's the Nick I know? You're acting strangely. Start being…"

"Dumb?" The rabbit rolled her eyes, shaking her head with a small giggle.

"You." Nick smiled thankfully, standing up and approaching the bunny. "We gotta go though. Chief is expecting us." The fox's ears drooped again. That was just a news he needed.

Once again… this kinda ended up like a filler, which I'm very sorry about. I try to plan these events ahead of time so that a story can form.