It was a rather normal morning at the precinct. The steady mix of sounds coming from everywhere, a still half asleep fox with his head on the table, trying to cover his ears while holding a cup of coffee like his life depended on it and Judy sitting in front of her pc filing a report, when the phone standing beside her rang.

Once she hung up again she could hear a muffled "Whowhoaaasthat?" coming from the pile of orange fur to her right.

"Stan, looks like they found our "Mr. Big" in front of the precinct this morning. He said that they'll bring him over because there was a problem with interrogating him"

"Problem?" came the still muffled response but know there were two ears on top of the pile of fur pointing towards her.

"He only wants to talk with you". Nick's head slowly rose from the table, his normally sleepy look slowly being replaced by curiosity and after a few moments he didn't look even remotely tired. So much for not being able to get up at morning Judy thought but as Nick asked why the culprit wanted to meet him personally she only could shrug with her shoulders.

"The only things he said were 'I only talk to Officer Wilde' and 'please take me to him' according to Stan so drink your coffee and get ready".

…

It was the same room in which Clara sat two days before. The same grey color everywhere, like the room itself was suffering under a depression and wanted everybody who entered to see it. The only different thing in this sea of grey was the orange-brown color of the fox who was sitting in it and staring directly at the mirrored glass in front of him. Unlike Nick this fox's fur had a more brownish shade, almost like it was dirty Judy thought as she stood behind said glass and watched the criminal in the other room. She felt like he was directly looking at her which, of course, was technically impossible and yet the stare coming from his blue eyes was so intense that she couldn't help it but feel a shiver running down her spine.

"I heard you wanted to talk to me" Nick entered the interrogation room and Judy felt relief wash over her like someone lifted a weight from her chest as Nick drew the attention of the fox on himself.

"Yes, that's true" the other fox broke the silence and one side of his muzzle twitched as he indicated a smile. "Please" He gestured to the chair in front of him, an odd smile on his face "have a seat Officer".

Instead of taking the offered seat, Nick calmly walked around the table and positioned himself on top of it so that he was sitting right beside the culprit.

"Who told you my name?" he asked. Instead of answering him instantly, the other fox rotated the chair so that he was facing Nick directly again before opening his muzzle to let out a slight laugh.

"You're too modest Officer. There is still a little fame you and your family have left from the old days"

"Yeah … who are you?" Nick switched the topic but his voice cooled down now.

"Just a friend." The criminal stated and a daydreaming smile appeared on his face.

"Is that what you wanted to talk about?" Nick responded and at his words the fox suddenly began to change. It was hardly visible at the beginning, something about his look or the way he sat in his chair.

"No. You're right, this isn't the right time for that" the false mr. Big stated. He took a long time just looking at Nick and also the mirrored glass before starting to speak. "As a matter of fact I wanted to warn you … and your partner over there" he added with a gesture of his head towards the mirrored glass.

"… Warn me" Nick sounded skeptical.

"Yes. There is something going on out there. I couldn't figure out what exactly it is but I know that they got their men everywhere so don't let your guard down Officer".

"And why did you want to talk to me in particular?" Nick was still skeptical. This story sounded far-fetched and at this point he was sure that the fox wasn't telling them the truth.

"I wanted you because you are the most trustworthy" The fox instantly answered.

"The most trustworthy?"

"As I said, as far as I know they have their people everywhere including the police".

"Who are they?"

"I don't know. They are the one who ordered me to imitate mr. Big for some reason. I don't know who they are, or what their intention is" the fox's blank face was replaced by worry "But I do now what'll happen if they find out that I just told you that".

…

"Do you believe him?" Judy asked as Nick entered the room.

"You mean about these mysterious guys?" Nick asked back and there still was a sceptic hint in his voice. Judy herself had doubts, the story sounded just like lots of other's she had heard. There often was a shady mammal included who told the real criminal to rob this store or steal that car and of course the police should, instead of arresting the primary criminal, search for the mysterious villain behind it and eventually let the poor victims go. The first few times she took it seriously only to eventually realize that another laugh from her colleagues and an angry look from the chief was all what she got out of that.

"I don't know. At least he looks like he is believing it, I mean have you seen his face as he said this last thing?"

"Well, we can discuss this later. First of all we need to lock him up and get the task done the chief gave us. I don't want to be on his bad side again". It hadn't been long since the last time Nick and the chief had a fight and Judy wanted to keep the peace between them at least for the rest of the week before they would get a shift during the weekend and she could forget her trip back home.

"Sure, because nothing is more important than patrolling through savanna central" Nick stated with a sarcastic tone as he held the door open for her.

"Alright, we'll bring you to your cell now. You'll stay there until your lawsuit" with these words Nick entered the interrogation room once more, closely followed by Judy. As the brownish fox saw the rabbit, his expression changed once more. Instead of the odd smile, he now had a spark of something else in his eyes as he saw her. With one swift move he stood up and was walking over to her, ignoring the warning growls Nick gave him.

"I don't think we had the pleasure to meet before Officer. So, nice to meet you" He calmly said and stretched out a paw. In surprise Judy's paw acted automatic as she replied the handshake.

"uuhh… likewise, I guess" She stumbled.

"I don't think we'll meet again so let me give you both an advice" The fox said with a look back at Nick. "You two are in danger. They've got their people everywhere so don't trust anyone … except the real government" he added with a look back to Judy.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Judy had to ask. She couldn't get rid of the feeling that this fox was hiding something.

"I'm afraid you'll find the answer soon enough" He answered her, a warm smile on his face before following them through the door towards the small cell block the precinct had.

…

"Here you go, the veggie burger with fried carrots" Rose stated and placed a plate in front of Judy. "And the salad with the blueberry dressing" the deer continued as she served Nick his salad. They were sitting at their usual spot inside their favorite diner. They discovered it about three month ago, or more like Nick showed it to her three month ago, and since then they were coming here whenever they could. The food around here was cheap and tasty and it was located near the precinct so it was no wonder it was full in here all day, but somehow Rose managed to seat them at this exact place every time. Judy and Nick met her a month ago when she started working at this place and since then they became friends and she often used her breaks to join the two officers to talk with them. Today however she seemed quite busy as she dashed around the diner, serving almost every table at once.

"Poor Rose, they keep giving her more tasks to do" Judy sighed as she watched the deer running around. "Don't you think it's unfair to let her handle everything alone during these hours?"

"Well she looks like she got everything under control so why should we worry about her. Besides we have more important stuff to talk about don't you think?" Nick asked while he took his cutlery and began eating.

"Meaning?"

"I don't know, maybe the fact that a convicted criminal who tried to impersonate mr. Big without a good reason wanted to talk to us in person only to warn us about something." Nick continued while munching on his salad.

"I already told you that I don't believe him. Every second criminal uses an excuse like this and why wouldn't they? It's almost perfect, it's hard to proof and if it's true than they would get mitigating circumstances." Judy also began nibbling on a few carrots.

"I still want to talk with him once more. I want to ask him what he meant with the real government and that we're in danger"

"Who is in danger?" a voice suddenly came from behind Judy. Before she could swallow the carrot in her mouth, Judy was pushed to the side as Rose sat down. Sometimes it truly was inconvenient to be that small Judy thought as she swallowed the carrot and opened her mouth to respond.

"No one, just some idiot we arrested. He said we would be in great danger or something like that" Nick replied before Judy had the chance to speak.

…

With a high pling the elevator stopped and the doors opened. In front of him lied a huge hall filled with antique paintings on the walls, huge windows from which you could see the skyline of Zootopia far away and a red carpet on the floor. The only thing that had changed in the past twenty years was the guard standing in front of the door behind which his destination lied. Normally he would come here the long way from the city only once per week but today wasn't normal and he had important information for the boss. The guard was new and although the tiger probably had been informed about his arrival he could see the distrusting look the huge feline gave him. He could understand it though, even without the special … training … his boss gave his guards a mammal would be skeptical seeing a gun like the one attached to his belt. Not one of the tranquilizer toys the CPD gave its officers, no, this thing hanging from his waist was a real one.

A feeling of uneasiness crept up his spine as he walked over to the door and opened it. Almost twenty year had passed since this unfortunate event but he could still remember it as it had been yesterday. Back then a mammal suddenly interrupted one of their meetings and started screaming around. He hadn't been able to understand all of it back then, something of that guys wife being killed, but he would never forget the face of the fox as the guards dragged him away and he also would never forget the empty eyes of the fox as he had been found a few days later with a bullet in his head. It had been one of his first missions to observe the investigations and make sure the cops got the right killer, an enemy of his boss's organization. Since then he knew damn well to watch out what he was saying or doing when he was talking to the boss.

"Why are you here Kris?" the boss greeted him as he entered the room behind the a bit oversized oak wood door. Straight to the point as always he thought, the boss never wasted time with empty phrases which was a trait he appreciated.

"Our mr. Big got arrested just now" he knew from the start that this idea wasn't going to work out. The old mole had his men almost everywhere and even if the instructions where that their impostor should keep it low he wondered that the mammal lasted a few days before getting caught be the real one.

He initially liked the idea to destabilize mr. Big's organization by creating an impostor and letting the police becoming aware of him but it wasn't hard to see the flaw of that plan. The network the mole had allowed him to know things sometimes even before they were happening so it was no wonder the man the boss deployed as the impostor got caught in his first few days even if Kris himself started to plan all the details months ago.

"That means everything is going exactly as planned, the only question is why are you here?" came the calm response from behind the also oversized heavy looking oak wood desk. Sometimes he couldn't get around the thought that the boss had to compensate something with all the furniture made for large mammals even if the boss himself was smaller than him.

"Exactly as planned? Our man got arrested for god's sake!" Sometimes the everlasting calmness of the boss really frustrated him.

"Oh come on Kris. Did you really think that this plan would work out just like that?" his voice was still calm as nothing happened.

"No but what where the point of executing the plan then?" He knew that this plan had flaws but why did the boss command him to execute it anyway if he knew it wouldn't work. If the boss knew that this wasn't going to work than why wanted he to send in one of their men only to get caught, or worse.

"You wanted to get rid of him"

The insight struck him like lightning. He didn't know why but if the boss really knew what he was doing then the only possible solution was that he wanted to get this mammal caught.

"Took you longer than usual to get it" and in the boss's voice resonated a slightly amused tune for a change.

"But why?" He wanted to know.

"I don't know for sure but this fox could've been a spy, one of our men saw him snooping around and reported it to me a few months ago." The boss explained.

That made perfect sense. If the fox really had been a spy sent from the real government then the boss couldn't just have killed him of course. Their enemies would've known who did it and they would've taken a more … aggressive path instead of trying to infiltrate the boss's institution. Giving said fox a mission where he gets caught was brilliant, no one from them would even think about it and maybe they would try to get their man out of prison which in return would give the boss the chance to check out new possible targets.

After all this time the boss never ceased to amaze him although he was scared of the moment the boss would finally reach his goal whatever it was.

"Anything else, now that you're here?" the boss aroused him from his thoughts. "Otherwise, I still have other things to do than sitting here and being stared on by you".

For a moment he considered telling the boss about the two Officers who talked to their man just now, but after some time he decided against it. It wasn't worth to burden the boss with it who already had far too many things to do, he would just solve the problem himself.

…

"What do you mean he had been transported to prison?" Judy had troubles staying calm. They had been away for three hours, patrolling as the chief said and then eating in the diner and talking to Rose and now they stopped by at the precinct so Nick could talk to the fox ones more. As they came here however, the only one they talked to was an officer fresh from the academy explaining to them that two officers transported the fox to the Cliffside prison which lied outside the city two hours ago.

"As … As I said" stumbled the gazelle "there was an officer who took him with him. He had all the needed documents with them so I saw no problem. The only strange thing is the fact that you guys up there don't seem to have even the tiniest bit of organization. I mean I can somehow understand it if someone asks for an already transported mammal but two times within two hours?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"There already were two officers here an hour ago asking for the fox and I told them the exact same thing I'm telling you right now."

"But we are the officers in charge. According to the protocol we need to give our approval before someone can transport him, so why didn't we get informed?"

"B … But you signed the papers didn't you?" The gazelle asked, an uncomfortable look in her eyes. In silent Nick gave the young gazelle his compassion. He couldn't imagine anything worse than standing in front of an angry Judy and having to tell her that something didn't go as planned.

"We didn't sign anything" Judy slowly lost her patience.

"Of course you did, right here" the gazelle showed them a document. Judy took a close look at it but the only thing she recognized on the piece of paper was her own signature right beside Nick's. Instantly her anger was replaced by curiosity.

"Looks like one of your fans put your autograph to good use fluff" came a comment from beside her after Nick also saw Judy's signature on the document.

"Call the prison staff and tell them to bring him back right now" Judy commanded the gazelle who, with a nervous nod, instantly began tipping on her mobile. "In the meantime we'll figure out who messed up with this papers" She continued, now talking to Nick who gave her an agreeing nod.

Only two more days Judy thought as she turned around. Only two more days till this crazy week would be over and she could enjoy a peaceful weekend back at her family's place and she cheered inwardly as she imagined the smell of her mother's famous carrot soup.

"Excuse me, Officer Hopps!" the gazelle from right now waved them back.

"That was quick. So? When will he be here?" Judy turned back around and ran back the few meters they had been walking.

"It seems like there … occurred a … problem …" The female Officer uncomfortably rang for words.

"What problem?"

"It seems like neither the criminal nor the officer arrived at the prison"

There we go. Things are slowly starting to get finally interesting. I know the Story until now wasn't exactly the best or the most creative one so consider this a kind of a fresh start now. I really would appreciate some Feedback how you like it so don't hold back with Reviews or PMs.