It's a great day to be alive. Happy anniversary to this excellent movie and all the fan fiction, art, and other things it has inspired. So here it is, as promised, early. The final chapter

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Judy's POV

I watch in horror as the love of my life, tackles Jack through the hospital window, the orange blur slamming into the smaller hare and crashing through the glass with a deafening shatter. I bolt to the window to watch as they tumble through the air. I see Jack start to shove Nick, as if still trying to complete his mission.

I then see them both slam full speed into the roof of a car waiting below. They lay in a heap of bent up metal with grey and red fur, until Jack tosses Nick from the car, right before the bomb detonates.

I jump back, my heart racing and my ears ringing from the explosion. However, I don't let it affect me as I turn and run to the door. I feel my lungs burn and my legs strain with my weight but I don't care. I get out of my room, and I run left to the elevator, the smell of chlorine filling my nose and stinging my eyes but I still run.

When I reach the elevator, I jump up as high as I can and slam my fist into the large button. The doors then open and I run inside, pressing myself to hop up and press the ground floor button. When I come back down from the second leap, I land on my weak legs hard, and they give out. I collapse in the elevator. I rub my eyes, feeling tears dropping down to the floor as I slowly lift myself up with the help of the wall, waiting for the elevator to complete its decent, which took an eternity longer than Nick's had.

I then chuckle to myself, practically hearing Nick in my head, criticizing the elevator. 'I would have been a lot faster if I just jumped out the window.' He would say. I then feel a deep sting in my heart, and I go cold, fearing the possibility of never seeing Nick again. Never hearing his sly voice, or smelling his sweet, musky scent. Never feeling him with me, or knowing the love in his eyes.

Right as I start fearing this, the elevator door opens, and I run out, agian full speed to see what happened. I run out the door, dodging police and hosptial staff alike who try to stop me, ducking under or around their attempts to stop me. Once I reach the front I gasp.

The car that the two had landed on just moments ago was ablaze, the fire burning high and burning hot, louder than anything I had heard. Everyone was shouting, trying to talk over the roaring, burning shell of a car. I look left, to see Nick, dragged lifeless to the side and I run at him. I stop just a couple feet short of him, my paws to my muzzle as I stare down at him, fearing the worst. Until he coughs.

I then let out a huge sigh, choking on my tears as I leap forward and pull him into my arms. I hear him moan in protest but I hold him, grasping his fur tightly and never letting go. He then slowly wraps his arms around me, digging his claws softly into my back, making me purr into his chest. I feel him chuckel adn he looks down at me. I look up at him and smile.

"Easy Carrots. You didn't think you were gonna lose me that easy, huh?" He says, raising his eyebrow. I smile up at him, tears flowing freely from my eyes as I close them and shake my head.

"Shut up and hug me you dumb, sly, stupid, wonderful fox." I say, pulling him as close as I physically can to me. He just chuckles again and pulls me close.

Our happiness doesn't last, however, as we both jump at the deathly scream, coming from the fire, almost like a banshee demanding freedom from the flames. We both turn to the burning car, and see a hoof, pulling its body from the fire. The form slowly stands, its body still burning, as bloodshot eyes, glare around the car, furious being an understatement for what was in that mammals eyes.

I then see the mammal turn back to the burning car, and it reached in, pulling out a very familiar air powered capsule gun, not unlike the one used to get Nighthowler into its victims from a distance. I then look up and I realize, the burning material on this mammals now scarred flesh is not fur, but wool.

I stare at her, terrified of who it is, but the name slowly comes to my muzzle, just barely a whisper. "B-Bellwether?" I ask, to nobody in particular, but I feel Nick tense up and a small gasp escapes his lips. We both just watch as she scans the crowd with her deathly gaze, until her eyes fall on us, staring us down, the fire inside her exceeding the fire on the surface.

She is deeply scarred and bleeding, a piece of glass stuck in her left leg, and it looks like another hit her face, but the scar had since been cauterized. She then pulls the gun up, leveling it at us in her right hoof as she begins to shout, a raspy sound, not unlike the voice one would expect to hear from the depths of Hell.

"Finally! I send that idiot Jack up their to kill you, and instead he drops in on me?! Without the curtesy of killing your fox first?!" She screeches out, her voice a hoarse whisper, shredding her vocal chords. I shiver and shake as I look at her, terrified of what I see. Then Nick stands between us.

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Nick's POV

"You are not going to hurt anyone, anymore Bellwether. We put you in prison the first time, and we can do it again!" I say, blocking her from being able to do anything to Judy. She looks up at me and laughs, as a crowd gathers around us, held back by police.

"On what grounds are you gonna take me in?" she screeches. She then gestures to the crowd around us. "Nobody here trusts either of us. So right now, it's just me and you. Oh sure, you could kill me, but then they would take you in for aggressive assault. You could let me live, but then I would make sure that next time, Judy dies, and I don't care who knows it. I have been the bad guy for months. You, on the other paw, have not. So lets make sure you never, ever get the chance to redeem yourself." She then levels the gun with me and pulls the trigger

With a puff of air, the pellet is expelled from the gun, flying at me and slamming into my chest before I have time to think. I then collapse, as I feel it sink in. I push myself away from Judy, scared of hurting her as I go to Bellwether, who stands confidently over me as I crawl to her, vengeance etched in my face.

"Now, would you kindly maul your girlfriend over their, so all these nice people can see what a fox is capable of?" She says. I then look at Judy, terrified of what my body may do to her. I then clench my eyes not wanting to watch, until I don't feel anything.

i slowly open my eyes and look down, seeing that I am still in full control of my body. I look up at her, as she looks scared and confused at me. She then opens the gun cartridge to show a piece of paper. She screems, crumpling it in her hoof as she dives at me. I then grab her by the throat and I spin her around. I drop her to the ground and look at Judy, who nods and tosses me her pawcuffs. I catch them and cuff her.

"Dawn Bellwether, you have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attourny, if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be assigned to you in the court of law. Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you?" I ask, lifting her off the ground and walking her to the other officers in the crowd.

I deliver her to them, and I run to Judy, pulling her into a deep hug, not wanting to let go for anything. However, I do let go when a large, buffalo shaped shadow comes and stands over us. I look up at the Chief and I smile.

"Hey, Chief. How are ya?" I ask. He glares at me in return, staring through me soul and turning me to paste if he could. I chuckle nervously, until he smiles.

"Glad to have you back, Wilde." He says. I stand and salute him, giving his a genuine smile at his approval of me. He grunts and turns away, walking back into the crowd. I then feel the adrenaline slowly ebb from my system, and I collapse into Judy. She catches me, and soon hospital staff are at our side, helping to hold me up. They take me inside, putting both me and Judy in the same gurney, with room to spare. We hold each others paws, and before we enter the doors to recover from this whole ordeal and close this case, I look over at her.

"I love you, Judith Hopps." I say. She smiles back and pulls me close. "I love you too, Nicholas Wilde." I smile, knowing that even though this was one of the toughest cases we have ever had, we cracked it, and we would do the same to any other case, together. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Fin

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I have surely enjoyed this journey we have travelled on together. I hope to create a new, improved story, whether or not it will continue this story is still undecided, but, thank you all

But wait...I told you it would end with a wedding. Could their be...an epilogue?