(AN/Hey folks it's garouge/ crewefox here with another chapter. Sorry for the late upload, my laptop has been on fritz, anyway thank you to everyone who liked, reviewed, reblogged, faved and followed the last chapter and a big thanks to alexboehm for writing the Kion/Jasiri part of this chapter. so without further ado let's get cracking with this chapter...)

Chapter 28- What becomes of the Broken Hearted?

Judy Wilde had always been a light sleeper, she attributed it to growing up with hundreds of siblings and having to get up early to do chores on the family farm. So as soon the sound of someone rustling in the kitchen reached her ears she was instantly awake, her amethyst eyes were open and her ears shot up, she focused hearing and could hear someone moving in the kitchen down the hall. She climbed out of bed and got her tranq pistol out of the bedside draw while whispering "Nick." But her husband was still sound asleep, she quietly tread to his side of the bed and shook his shoulder before quietly commanding "Nick, wake up!"

Nick stirred and mumbled "Judy?"

"There's someone in the kitchen." Judy told, even though her tone was hushed her seriousness could be heard in her voice.

"What?" Nick yawned, sitting up in bed. But before another word could be heard a loud clack could be heard coming from the kitchen causing the couple to jump slightly, Nick grabbed the baseball bat that he kept beside his side of the bed and nodded at Judy. The bunny returned the nod before heading to the door with her pistol in hand, she carefully opened the door as not to make too much noise before taking point and heading down the hallway with Nick in tow. Both of them could make out the figure in the darkness of the open plan kitchen/living room. Judy levelled her gun at the figure and said in a dominant tone "Put your hands on your head and get on your knees!"

"G-Guys it's me." A timid voice replied.

"Luna?" Nick reacted, the puzzled fox flicking on the light switch to see his eldest child but not how he would expect. Luna's amber eyes were red and puffy from crying, at her feet were a suitcase and her violin case and in one of her paws was her plushie dragon 'Mr Scales' "Kiddo? What happened?" Nick asked, his heart breaking at the scene.

Judy had already figured out what was going on, she flicked the safety back on her tranq pistol and set it down before rushing over to her "Oh sweetie." She sympathised.

Luna latched onto her Mom and hugged her tightly "You were right, Mom." She sniffled.

Nick saw the suitcase and came to the conclusion "You've broken up with Rojek?"

Luna just gave a nod as her answer as she was led to the sofa by Judy.

"That bastard!" Nick growled, gripping the bat tighter.

"Nick." Judy tried to warn.

"I told him what would happen if he broke your heart." The fox rambled, seriously thinking about get changed out of his nightwear and finding Aleks to have a 'Chat' with him.

"Dad." Luna spoke, wanting her father to calm down.

"I trusted that little shit and he does this!" Nick barked.

"Sweet cheese and crackers Nick, cool it." Judy snapped, causing Nick to flinch.

The green eyed fox then looked over at Judy and Luna on the sofa, the vixen looked distraught while Judy was holding onto Luna's paw. Nick then realised that Judy didn't seem all that surprised by Luna's appearance in the middle of the night or that she had broken up with her boyfriend, in a confused manner he asked "Am I missing something?"

"I may as well tell you." Luna sighed.

"Sweetie, you don't have to." Judy assured.

"Everyone's going to find out that I'm a shitty mammal sooner or later, no point in stalling." Luna pitied herself.

"Luna?" Nick uttered, utterly clueless to the situation.

"I cheated on Aleks." Luna revealed, the words burning her throat.

"You cheated on Aleks!?" A new voice gasped, the rest of the room directed their view to Robyn standing in the hallway in her PJs (Only arriving back home through her bedroom window a few minutes ago from her patrol). The Hybrid raced over to her big sister, sat on the sofa and put an arm around her.

"You cheated on him?" Nick asked, hardly believing what he was hearing.

Luna looked at her Dad with teary eyes before saying "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, huh? Victoria cheated on you and now I've cheated on the fox I love."

Nick stepped over and knelt in front of his firstborn and tried to reassure "We're only mammals, we all make mistakes."

"Yeah, give it a few days and maybe Aleks will be ready to talk." Robyn attempted to cheer up her broken hearted big sister.

"You didn't see his face; Aleks wasn't angry, he was crushed." Luna cried "He packed his bags and went to a hotel…I couldn't stand being alone in that apartment, so I came to the one place I'd feel safe."

"You can stay as long as you like, kiddo." Nick promised, putting his paw to Luna's cheek and wiping away a stray tear with his thumb.

"Thank you." Luna croaked, feeling that she had cried way too much in the last 24 hours.

"Why'd you do it Lu?" Robyn had to ask.

"Robyn." Judy said firmly, urging the teen to retract the question.

"Because a part of me wanted to. I wasn't drunk, high, or forced, this was all on me, the other side of me." Luna answered, picturing Alek's wounded expression in her mind.

Robyn was about to ask with whom Luna had cheated with but she thought better of it, she just hugged her sister a litter tighter and willed "It's going to be ok."

"How I about make us some blueberry tea?" Nick asked rhetorically, the lessons from his British parents kicking in; no matter the crisis, tea always helps.

Luna read her father's action; he didn't know how to react so he went to the default comfort solution, and she loved him for it "Sounds good." The vixen smiled sadly.

As Nick went over to the kitchen area to fill the kettle, Luna looked over to Judy and quietly regretted "I should've listened to you, I should've kept my trap shut."

Judy shook her head and replied "You did what you thought was right sweetie, I advised you to do something cowardly, you came clean about your mistake and I can't hold that against you."

Luna's tears continued to fall freely and her family were there to comfort her, one tear at a time.

000

It was a lazy Saturday morning for Kion and Jasiri, with the pair laying on the couch in their apartment, a blanket draped over them and their arms wrapped around each other. The two were having a pyjama day, the pair were determined to be lazy and lovey all day while watching as many movies as possible.

The pair was making out at the moment, their lips locked in a passionate embrace, eyes closed as the intense sensation of their lovers' touch ran through them. After the kiss ended, Jasiri nuzzled her face into Kion's bright red mane, relishing the smell of the orange scented shampoo he used and how soft his fur was. The lion noticed her doing this and kidded "You know I was actually thinking about getting my mane cut into a Mohawk."

"Do it and you die." Jasiri replied jokingly.

"Manes must be your thing" Kion commented.

Jasiri chuckled before turning towards the TV, with a movie about a vigilante bat was playing on screen "How did you say you decided to watch this again?" The hyena asked.

"Oh, some friends couldn't believe I hadn't seen this and they demanded I watch it" Kion answered

"Heh, is this what your job's like? Running around at night, saving people?" Jasiri queried

"Well with me you can lose the cape and mask. But on some nights there's a lot of action, other nights there's very little. However most nights I'm just here with you" Kion replied, cuddling his girlfriend a little tighter.

"Those are my favourite nights." Jasiri flirted, nuzzling into Kion's neck while the lion pet the back of her head. Kion planted a kiss on Jasiri's forehead, making the hyena smile. The lion began to scratch Jasiri behind her ears and she let out a hyena chuckle. Jasiri treasured his gentle and loving touch, but there was something more serious on her mind…something that could ruin the romantic mood.

"You know Kion, I've been thinking…" She opened

"About what?" the feline responded

"Well now that the dust has settled, maybe you should open up a line of communication with your parents, maybe try and repair your relationship." Jasiri suggested.

Kion let out a sigh, making Jasiri feel a tad guilty that she brought up such painful memories.

"I probably should, but I still feel angry about what happened, I mean your mother never hit you, did they?" Kion deflected.

"No but I bet she's feels terrible about what happened, I'm sure she regrets it and she wants her son back. I mean don't you miss your parents?" Jasiri pressed.

"I suppose…" Kion conceded.

Jasiri sat up and looked Kion in the eyes and said softly "Kion, they are your parents, they gave you life and were perfect until all this mess happened. I know what your Mom did was wrong, but you should be grateful to have her, I know I'd be grateful if I had my mother back…"

A frown came across Kion's face upon hearing that sentence, he had been holding onto his anger out of pure stubbornness, he hadn't considered what his parents must be feeling and that made him feel awful. He wrapped Jasiri in a tight hug, she returned the sign of affection and once again buried her face in Kion's mane. "I guess you're right, it's time to start over with them." He admitted.

"And I'll be with you every step of the way." Jasiri promised.

000

Luna finally fell asleep around 4am, she had curled up in her old bed inside her childhood bedroom that still had flowers painted on the walls. The young surgeon wasn't due back in work until Monday and it was a good thing too, she was way too miserable to face the outside world at the moment.

It was now 10am and Luna was still sound asleep with her parents and Robyn in the door way of her bedroom worrying about the crestfallen vixen "Poor kid." Nick said quietly, feeling sympathy for his little girl.

"I haven't seen her this bad since Little John passed away." Judy commented.

Robyn's fur stood on end at this comment, knowing the real cause of the bear's demise so she changed the topic quickly in case Luna overheard her Mom's words "Say…didn't you two have plans for today?"

"Well, yeah but we can't leave Luna alone." Nick replied, motioning to the slumbering vixen.

"Dad she's asleep, she'll probably sleep all day, she won't be hurt if you two go out for a few hours." Robyn encouraged.

"I don't know." Judy said, sounding uncertain.

"Look, if she wakes up, I'm here." Robyn persuaded "I can take care of her until you get back."

"Well this is our first weekend off in a while." Nick mused "When we come back we can get some fried chicken, that always cheers Luna up."

"Plus maybe she needs some time with me, maybe she'll open up about what happened." Robyn pointed out.

Judy looked once more at her eldest daughter and felt protective but she knew Robyn was right, she kissed Robyn on the cheek and urged "Look after her."

"She's in safe hands." Robyn assured.

Forty Five minutes later Nick and Judy were walking through the wrecked streets of Sherwood which were slowly being repaired by clean up crews and construction workers. The married couple weren't planning on spending the whole day in this ruined neighbourhood, they were going to get brunch at a swanky bistro downtown before catching a movie at a nearby cinema but before all that they needed to do something very important.

The two walked into the cemetery hand in hand, they noticed that were quite a few mammals visiting their departed loved ones. They walked to a gravestone they knew all too well, both of them holding tightly onto one another's paw for comfort and strength. Nick and Judy stood in front of the shared grave of their three sons; Ryan, Ronan and Reginald, whom they lost nearly sixteen years ago but the grief still felt fresh. "Hi boys." Judy greeted, crouching down and kissing the marble stone before laying the small bouquet of flowers in front of the grave.

"Hope you three didn't miss us too much." Nick tried to appear like his usual jokey self but the sole tear streaking down his cheek showed his true feeling.

"Nick." Judy said softly, reaching up to her husband's face and wiping away the tear.

The fox didn't realise he was crying, when he saw the moisture on Judy's hand he lamented "I thought I'd last longer this time before the waterworks started."

"It's ok to cry." Judy eased, getting up on her tip toes and gifting him a kiss.

"How'd you do it Carrots? I've only seen you cry here a handful of times." Nick asked, admiring Judy's strength.

"It's horrible thing to say but Bunnies are used to death, I've lost my share of siblings and cousins over the years. Heck every time my family visited the graveyard back in Bunnyburrow it'd take hours to visit everyone." Judy explained before looking back at the grave, her own amethyst eyes now releasing tears "But this one hurts the most."

"I know you think about them every day just like me." Nick smiled sadly, remembering holding each of his stillborn sons and wishing beyond anything that they would cry.

"You know for a while I wanted us to try again for another litter," Judy confessed "but I couldn't believe how busy we were with just Luna and Robyn. I don't know how my folks handled 275 of us."

At the mention of Luna, Nick's mind obviously went to her break up with Aleks and how Judy seemed to know about it beforehand "So did you know about Luna cheating?" he asked.

Judy nodded before saying "She came to me yesterday at the precinct and told me, the poor thing, she was so upset."

"Did she tell you who it was with?" Nick asked, this question had been eating at him.

Judy pulled an awkward expression before answering "She didn't tell who the mammal was but…look it's difficult to say, I'm not sure if Luna's wants anyone to know the details."

"Ok, I understand." Nick accepted "…It's a shame, I was actually warming up to Rojek."

"Me too," Judy concurred "I actually pictured them giving us grandkids in a couple of years."

"She'll find someone else eventually." Nick said, also wanting grandchildren "And if Robyn and Hannah stay together they'll probably adopt."

Judy placed her paw on the gravestone and said "I bet these three would've been handsome heartbreakers."

"Just like their old man." Nick couldn't help but say with a smug look on his face.

Judy chuckled a little before letting out a sigh "Listen I know you don't want talk about this, but I feel I need to."

"Talk about what?" Nick asked, arching an eyebrow.

"The whole deputising Ceartais thing." Judy answerd, seeming anxious.

"Fluff." Nick groaned.

"Look The Drowned tried to kidnap a kid from his school yesterday, if special forces hadn't intercepted the communication yesterday God knows what would've happened. Even with all the help from other agencies the ZPD is stretched thin…we need Ceartais' help." Judy tried to convince.

"Carrots we can't control vigilantes, sure they seem to be non lethal right now but what about when they snap, they could kill someone." Nick countered.

"Then we bring them in, discuss an alliance, draw up terms." Judy suggested.

"You think vigilantes will agree to that?" Nick asked, sounding sceptical.

"If I remember correctly your parents made the first step to alliance with Jack and Skye all those years back." Judy reminded "Look they must be good mammals, otherwise they wouldn't put their necks on line night after night."

"Judy, if we rely on vigilantes to solve our problems it'd make the ZPD appear weak." Nick parried.

Judy was quiet for a moment before remembering "The night the Wave happened you rallied those cops and looters to help the city, well that's what these heroes are doing. Luna would've probably been killed by The Drowned if it wasn't for Spitfire and I could've been killed at The Rose Thorn if Ceartais hadn't showed up, I think we can trust them."

"It…." Nick tried to come up with a counterpoint but he had none.

Judy took hold of Nick's paws in her own and said "Mammals are dying every day because of The Drowned and Rattigan, there are parents in this city who are mourning their children because some psychos think this place is a battlefield, we lost our three boys, we know that pain. If we team up with Ceartais and save just one life, wouldn't it be worth it?"

"That's not fair." Nick spoke, the words hitting him hard.

"The world isn't fair Nick, look when I came to Zootopia I wanted to make the world a better place, before the Wave it was but we need to make it better again, we need to take a stand against the evil in this city. I think Ceartais can help us." Judy implored.

Nick couldn't deny Judy made a good argument yet his doubts shadowed his mind, he took a breath before saying honestly "I'll think about it."

"Good," Judy smiled "now how about you treat me to brunch Mr. Mayor?"

000

In one of the oldest parts of Savannah Central there was a city block made up mostly of buildings from the 1800s that were in surprisingly good condition for being so old, these homes were some of the most expensive and sought after properties in the entire city but there was one rodent home built into one of these giant buildings that had been the Dawson family home for nearly twenty years, 221b Baker Street.

And inside this rather spacious home was a hidden study concealed behind a bookcase, in the study the walls were covered with newspaper clippings, photographs and post it notes all relating to the villainous Professor Padraic Rattigan. Basil had been in here most of the morning just staring at the wall and trying to figure out his next step in bringing down the mob boss, he had thought for sure that Judy would've arrested him at The Rose Thorn but the wicked drug lord was one step ahead as always. He had come to the conclusion that Spitfire or an Ceartais associate must've been the one who blocked his hacking of the Rose Thorn's security system which meant they were also trying to bring Rattigan to justice as well as fight The Drowned. The subject of Team Ceartias had also been bothering him, most of the members were a mystery to him but with one of them he was 99.9% sure of their identity. This was the most recent member or should he say returning member, Andraste, only a few images of the archer existed, one of them being a professional photo taken by the mysterious photographer Miss Ojos and this new photo had confirmed what he had thought for over six years; that Luna Wilde was indeed Andraste.

Luna had been a gifted archer growing up like her father and grandfather but had never professionally competed, it was more of a hobby. She came from a family with two retired vigilantes who most likely influenced her choice. But four years ago Andraste mysteriously disappeared and only returned after Luna's penthouse was attacked by The Drowned where all the evidence showed that it was not Spitfire who helped Officer Rojek defeat the attackers but an archer…who was not afraid to kill. This worried Basil the most; was Luna capable of killing another mammal? He had known the vixen since she was a child and yet all the signs pointed to the fact that Luna was a killer vigilante. Part of him thought that some criminals deserve to die and that she killed that Drowned member in self defence but the other part of his brain questioned whether or not she had killed before or if she could take someone's life again? But he would never tell anyone about this discovery, for one it would tear the Wilde family apart and two; Andraste had done a lot for the city in the past and the present and if he exposed her the city would be without one of it's guardian angels.

The vibrating buzz of his smartphone pulled Basil from his thoughts, he picked it up off the desk and opened the text message 'Darling please come out of your study, Olivia and Blake will be here soon xxx' the message was of course from Basil's husband David, who had busy in the kitchen all morning preparing a lunch of Indian food. The mouse got up from his chair and pressed the button to open the door back to the library, the door swung open and he stepped out into the traditional looking library before pushing the bookcase back into position, he then walked through the house filled with antiques furniture and made his way to the most modern room in the house; the kitchen.

David was a stove tending to various dishes he was preparing, despite being English through and through the portly mouse adored Asian cuisine and was quite gifted in making curries, in fact David did all the cooking seeing as Basil who was gifted with intelligence was not so gifted in cooking. David was humming along to an eighties tune playing on the radio. Basil snuck behind his beloved and snaked his arms around David's waist and rested his chin on his husband's shoulder. "Hello there." David smiled, his eyes still focused on the vegetable jalfrezi he was stirring.

"Sorry to leave you with all the work again." Basil apologised before softly kissing David's neck, which made the mortician feel weak at the knees.

"It's fine, you're a disaster in the kitchen anyway." David bantered.

Basil pressed his body a little more onto David's before playfully saying "Good thing that I'm great in the bedroom." Before nuzzling into David's neck.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" David chuckled, loving the feeling of Basil's lightly kissing his neck.

"Is it working? Because we still have about half an hour until Olivia and Blake arrive." Basil propositioned.

"Nice try." David shot down "I've been planning this lunch for weeks and I'm not going to burn the food because you want a quickie."

"Spoilsport." Basil pouted before asking "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"You can set the table in the dining room and choose a nice wine from the cellar, oh I've got some Indian beers in the fridge that go well with curry so pop them in an ice bucket would you darling?" David requested.

"Yes sir." Basil gave a mock salute and went to walk away when he heard…

"Oh and Basil." David spoke up.

Basil turned and before he could say 'Yes?' David grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him into a snog that lasted a good ten seconds, David then pulled back and smiled "If you're a good boy and don't embarrass Olivia too much you'll get more than a quickie after they leave."

Basil grinned in response before setting off to the cellar.

About half an hour later the doorbell rang and both Basil and David scurried to the door eager to meet the Rat who had stolen their little girl's heart. Basil opened the door to find their smiling daughter garbed in one of her favourite tartan dresses and a very nervous looking Blake who looked dashing in a black designer shirt with grey jeans "Daddies!" Olivia beamed, practically jumping at her dads and wrapping them in a hug.

The couple were used to their child's overly affectionate greetings and were actually ready for the pounce, they caught her with ease hugged her back "And hello to you to." Basil chuckled.

"You never change, my little thistle." David said with warmth, using his nickname for the rambunctious engineer.

Basil pulled back from the hug and immediately outstretched his hand to Blake "And you must be Blake." He greeted in a friendly manner.

"Y-yes sir, it's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Dawson." Blake replied in a jittery tone, shaking Basil's paw.

"Tsk, tsk," David tutted "we'll have no sirs, no misters and no Dr Dawsons today. You'll call us Basil and David."

Blake seemed to mellow at David's insistence of informality before replying "Ok, David." Before remembering "Oh Olivia told me you were fans of Brandy, so I got you this." The rat then passed David a high end bottle of Brandy.

"Oh you shouldn't have." David thanked, grateful for the gift.

"Ah good lad, bringing alcohol to win over the parents, I pulled the same trick with David's folks." Basil gave a hearty laugh, slapping Blake on the back.

"Olivia, why don't you help me bring the food through." David suggested before turning to Basil and adding "Darling, why don't you take Blake into the dining room and pour everyone some drinks?"

"Of course," Basil smiled, leading the nervy rat to the dining room "come along Blake."

"If you don't mind me saying Basil, this place is really fancy." Blake commented looking at his surroundings.

"I don't mind at all," Basil responded "David and I have never been fans of modern furniture or interior design, Olivia says we should've lived in the Victorian era."

Basil led Blake through to the spacious dining room where a cosy table enough to sit the four of them was in the centre of the room, the host waltzed over to the bar and asked "Wine or beer?"

"We're having Indian food, right? I'll go with a Cobra." Blake answered.

"Oh David's going to love you, a fellow beer connoisseur." Basil said, uncapping the bottle and filling a glass, once it was full he passed the glass to Blake and took note of the perplexed look on the broad shouldered rat's face "You look puzzled by something Blake."

"Am I that obvious?" Blake laughed nervously "It's just well, I expected you and your husband to be Scottish like Olivia."

"Ah, yes." Basil reacted, pouring another beer for David to have with his meal "Well you obviously know that we adopted Olivia but we were in fact very close to her birth parents, when they died we took Olivia in. We encouraged her to keep her Scottish accent all these years because we wanted her to keep her heritage alive, plus sometimes she sounds so much like her mother it's spooky."

"So even when you came Stateside you didn't let her accent die, I get that. My mom and my uncles never let go of their French accents despite living in Zootopia for decades." Blake appreciated.

"Of course, you work at your family's French restaurant. Well my David may not have a Michelin star but he can create the most delicious dishes, I assure you." Basil commented.

As if on cue Olivia and David walked in with the dishes of traditional Indian Starters "Did I just hear you singing my praises?" David asked, feigning surprise.

"You wish." Basil jested.

A good ninety minutes later and three courses later the four rodents were laughing and sharing stories around the dining table. "There was only one time Olivia truly threw a tantrum." David remembered before supping on his fourth beer.

"Daddy no, don't tell him that story." Olivia reacted, aghast.

"Oh now I have to know." Blake grinned.

"Well it was coming up to her eighth birthday and she was adamant that she wanted a slumber party because all of her friends in class had one that year, sounds simple enough right?" Basil painted the picture.

"Sure." Blake agreed before taking a swig of his beer.

"The only problem was that none of Olivia's friends were rodents." David chortled "Her best friend Luna is a vixen and she also wanted to invite a giraffe and a mongoose."

"But how would they fit in here?" Blake asked, motioning to the rodent sized room.

"That's what we said to her but would she accept it? No." Basil revealed, looking over at the embarrassed look on his daughter's face.

"Daddies, please." She pleaded, not wanting the embarrassing childhood memory to be unearthed.

"She screamed at us 'You're stupid because you didn't buy a big house!' then she started stamping her feet whenever she walked, wouldn't eat dinner, trashed her room, she even gave us an ultimatum by hiding our car keys until she got her way." David reminisced with a smile on his face.

Blake looked over at Olivia and grinned devilishly "You little brat."

"Ugh, I know." Olivia admitted, hiding her face in her paws.

"So what did you do?" Blake asked the Dawsons.

"We did what any sane parents would do, we caved." Basil chortled.

"What? But how?" Blake asked, completely baffled.

"Well we called in a favour with Luna's dad and we managed to set up a camping trip for the girls, so it was a slumber party but outdoors." David explained.

"Clever." Blake complimented with a small laugh before raising his glass to his lips once more.

Basil who had been enjoying his meal and first meeting with Blake up until this point looked over at his guest and for a brief second heard the same type of low laugh and saw the same mannerisms as another rat he knew all too well; Rattigan.

Basil had completely spaced out and was looking at Blake with actual fear in his eyes when Olivia had to say loudly "Daddy, are you ok?"

Basil regained his senses and shook off the fear, seeing the scared but friendly face of Blake Gusteau instead of his nemesis before turning to Olivia and easily fibbing "Sorry Olivia, the wine has gone straight to my head, once a lightweight always a lightweight eh?"

"Oh darling, you'll never learn." David giggled at his husband.

"Well, I have to say David that was a delicious meal, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were Indian not English." Blake praised.

"Flattery will definitely put you in my good books, my boy." David replied while Basil tried to get rid of his paranoid delusion but he couldn't help it now, every time he looked at Blake he was reminded of Padraic Rattigan.

000

Luna had risen just after one in the afternoon, she wandered into the living room to find Robyn doing her homework at the kitchen table but the hybrid stopped her studies in an instant and made Luna some fresh coffee and a turkey bacon sandwich. The vixen thanked her sister for the gesture but when Robyn tried to get Luna to open up about what had happened she clammed up and said "I don't want to talk about it."

After her very late breakfast she was tempted just to climb back into her childhood bed and cry herself to sleep again but she got a whiff of herself and realised she needed a shower but in this case maybe a bath would be more relaxing. She drew a bath and filled it with relaxing salts and sweet-smelling liquids that her Mom kept at the edge of the tub, she spent a good forty five minutes in the bath before exiting and wrapping herself in a towel but when she looked in the mirror she saw a reflection of herself that didn't match her mood, this image was scowling back at her.

"Pathetic." Andraste criticised.

"Shut up, this is all your fault." Luna griped at her other self.

"Oh yes, blame the identity that you deny even exists." Andraste returned with spite.

"Is that why you did it? Why you fucked Alice? To prove that you were real?" Luna accused.

"Look I went into her apartment wanting to kick the living shit out of her but…I couldn't do it." Andraste answered in a defensive manner.

"Don't play that game with me, we both know your only in it for the thrill." Luna sniped.

"Luna when are you going to realise that you want what I want? You wanted to sleep with Alice as much as I did." Andraste parried.

"I never wanted to cheat on Aleks!" Luna snapped.

"That's why I did it for you, for us." Andraste argued.

"Did you see the look on Aleks' face? Or were you not looking? He was destroyed by what we did to him, he wasn't even angry…he looked so sad and so torn up by what happened." Luna cried.

"I know you're hurting Luna but we both know that you feel something for Alice, I know your heart beats a little faster when you think about her, that when you saw her scars you thought they were the most beautiful thing you had ever seen." Andraste attempted to persuade.

"I hate her, I hate you and I hate me!" Luna growled at the mirror before trotting over to the free-standing fur dryer, as the warm air removed the moisture from her ginger fur she thought about how she hated herself and how she missed Aleks more and more.

000

'What becomes of the Broken Hearted?' by Jimmy Ruffin, the famous Motown ram singer, had become Ronin's go to track ever since her very messy morning after with Luna, usually the lapin would set up for an assassination listening to the classical music that her master Oni used to listen to. But no matter how hard she tried she couldn't let go of the memories of that horrific morning.

The bunny had her earbuds plugged into her ears as she listened to the Motown melody for the tenth time that day while she constructed her sniper rifle, ready to complete her next contract. Professor Rattigan had decided that the street gang known as The Razors had been allowed to run free for too long and now they had to be brought to their knees and the best way to do that was to take out the leader; a bull rhino named Cole Carter. Every night Carter would make a rallying speech to his gangland soldiers before they went out and committed crimes in the name of their gang, the big idiot would step out of his portacabin office in the junkyard they called home and bluster to his underlings.

Ronin was perched atop of a ruined SUV that was the top car in the junkyard stack, she had already set up a zipwire down to her motorcycle for a speedy get away once the job was done. As the various gang members began to gather for the nightly speech from their leader Ronin paused the track and removed her earbuds and got settled down into a prone position, ready for her mark to appear.

As it seemed that the gang leader would appear at any second an unexpected sound emanated throughout the junkyard, a low booming of a truck horn, this surprised both Ronin and The Razors. Cole Carter burst out of his portacabin flanked by two shotgun wielding henchmen as the truck slowly made it's way into the centre of the compound guarded by dozens of Razors obviously from the front gate. The trunk's engine turned off and out of the driver's seat appeared a mammal whose face had been plastered all over the news in recent weeks; Fuli Duma. "You've got to be kidding me?" Ronin whispered to herself, unable to get a clear shot on Carter due to the increased security."

"Well ain't this something, I always figured you as smart but you must be dumb as shit to waltz into our territory." Carter said loudly, causing a ripple of laughs from his The Razors.

"I have come to parlay with you Carter, so that my brethren and your followers can come to some agreement." Fuli stated, unfazed by all the guns pointed at her.

"You want to talk peace when you've killed over two dozen of us, you best be offering a mountain of gold in return for mercy." Carter blasted.

"My offer is this; The Razors will surrender their turf to The Drowned and in return they will not be tested and are free to leave Zootopia." Fuli declared.

This caused an eruption of laughter from all The Razor especially it's leader who after giving a hearty laugh replied "That ain't much of an offer bitch."

Fuli smiled before knocking on the side of the truck and saying "Well allow me to offer you another option."

The back of the truck opened and eight armed Drowned cultists filed out followed by the giant looming figure of their champion, the titanic white lioness they had named Lily. "Priderock." Ronin quietly gasped upon seeing the lioness, gone were her rags and filthy fur, she was adorned in clothes emblazoned with the Drowned emblem and her fur was as white as her new name suggested.

Murmurs of confusion and fear spread among the Razors upon seeing this strange lioness, so much so Carter asked the obvious "Who the hell is that?"

"This is Lily, The Drowned's champion. She will not strike at you first but she will defend her brothers and sisters, now I ask you again Carter upon seeing our champion will you reconsider my offer?" Fuli asked with a stern tone.

Carter refused to be intimidated and that was going to be his downfall "Shoot that bitch!" Carter bellowed pointing at Fuli, the two shotgun wielding heavies fired off the spread shot at Fuli but in a flash Kiara was blocking the path and the buckshot just bounced off her. The lioness bared her teeth and Ronin knew it was all about to go to hell.

(AN/ What did you guys think? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review, next time on SOC Alice has to race for her life, Aleks faces his new situation, Robyn plans a scheme and Alice makes an uneasy alliance with an old ally/foe. Please review and c ya soon...)