Judy's POV:
My thoughts suddenly shifted from why I was here too, "Nick!" I quickly sat up, ignoring my mild headache. Gazing down at my right arm, I noticed white bandages wrapped up my arm, focusing on the area which was shot.
As if I had called him in, a doctor came into my room, holding a clipboard in his left arm. The young cheetah had a nameplate that read Watts. Looking up, he gave a slight jump at the sight of me awake.
"Officer Hopps," he said, "glad to see that you are awake."
"Where is Nick?" I asked, quickly. Dr. Watts must have been caught off guard by my sudden out burst and question as he took a second to answer.
"Are you referring to Nick Wilde?"
I didn't even hesitate to nod my head vigorously, wanting answers.
"He was brought in with you yesterday. We treated his head as it was concussed during the explosion. We released him yesterday night but he insisted on staying until you woke up."
"Wait. Do you mean to tell me that I have been out for a whole day?" I glanced at the clock, 7:23 pm.
"Well, you did lose a lot of blood. The explosion and tension that your body was exhibiting did not help either." I couldn't help but shiver at the memory of what had happened yesterday.
"When can I get out of here?"
"Well, I need to clear you first before you can leave. Let me run a little test really quick, fill out the paperwork, and you will be out of here by 8:00. Sound good?"
Dr. Watts was being very friendly to me despite my rude array of demanding questions and actions. It was clear that he had dealt with many other patients like me. "Yes, thank you, Dr. Watts," was all that I could say.
He nodded before approaching me with his stethoscope and taking my heartbeat. He then unrolled the bandages on my arm and examined the wound. I tried my best not to look, but my curiosity got the better of me. The wound was big for the gun he had shot at me and it seemed to be seeping a little blood as the bandage had a brown tinge to it. It appeared that two stitches had been placed over it.
He rewrapped my arm before giving me a reassuring nod and leaving the room.
Not wanting to stay in the hospital bed any longer, I flipped the blanket off of my legs and placed my feet on the cold, hard, hospital floor. Making my way over to the mirror, I examined my dirty and tousled hair. Suddenly, memory flashes started to come.
*bang*
"You stupid bunny! You will pay! The killer never wins!"
"You are a murder and you are going to murder Nick Wilde today!"
I shook my head, trying to shake the memories out of my head. I could feel tears forming in my eyes, but I held them in. Not now.
"NO, JUDY! GET OUT OF HERE! IT IS A TRAP!"
*BOOM*
"NICK!"
I couldn't hold back the flood of tears that my eyes were trying to hold back anymore and I started to sob uncontrollably.
"You are a murderer!"
*bang*
MURDERER!
My whole body started to tremble and I fell to my knees, crying. I couldn't help but believe it. I had been the reason those two animals were killed. I was the reason that Angeline was kidnapped and had to go through that. Nick was almost killed…
"Judy?"
At the sound of his voice, I flung my head around to see my partner standing there in his Hawaiian green shirt, and his favorite tie. When he saw my face, he dropped the folder that he was holding in his paws and ran over to me. I threw my arms around him and continued to cry.
I cried over everything, never wanting to let go. Everything felt ok when Nick was around. I couldn't even begin to imagine what would have happened if he would have… If I would have been the reason… I can't even imagine.
Nick's POV:
I sat there, holding her, stroking the back of her head. My mind started wandering to the events of two days ago. What had gone on outside?
I wanted so badly to ask her but I knew better than to. It was still surprising to me, seeing her cry like this. I had never seen her this emotional or anxious over a case before. It's not like this is our first homicide case. However, this is the first case which is linked to her, that she has a part in.
"Judy, I am so sorry. This is all my fault. I should never have left you to go on my own. It's all my fault."
She suddenly broke our hug and looked me dead in the eye. "This is not your fault, Nick. It's mine. I am the murderer. You need to go."
I stared at her confused. Murderer? "Judy… what? What are you talking about? I am not going anywhere."
"I…"
"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt. Miss. Hopps, I have your paperwork. You are free to go." The doctor handed her the forms. I could tell that he was confused at the strange state of the room, but the cheetah turned and exited.
I stared at her as she walked over to the counter and grabbed her paperwork in her hand. "Nick, I… he…" she paused and looked down, "I am not ready to talk about it yet."
I nodded my head. "That's fine Judy. I am always here when you are ready."
I stood up and walked over to grab my paperwork off of the floor before walking over to the door. "You ready to get out of here Carrots?"
She gave a slight grin at the use of her nickname before nodding her head.
(A/N: So, what did you guys think? Why do you think Judy is suddenly getting so emotional and who is this Lucas Grey guy? Anyways, I hope that you guys enjoyed, sorry for the wait. I would love to hear what you guys think about this story, so if you could take a minute and write a review, that would be great. Thanks to those of you who are following this story as it unfolds. I hope that you guys enjoy the rest of your day. Till next time!)