Zootopia- monsters and animals
Hey guys! So change of plans! I originally planned for there to be three aftermath chapters but considering the amount of content I needed to cover it's going to be extended. The aftermath chapters will be anything from four to seven depending. It's really a lot of ground to cover!
So about this chapter and the next. A few times I was actually slapping myself and repeatedly telling myself not to cry as I was editing them. It was pretty damn emotional. Well, all the aftermath chapters are going to be really emotional but this one and the next really hit hard! You'll find out why soon.
On a happy note as of chapter forty-eight the view count is now over 11,000! I just want to say thank you all for reading my story and thank you to those of you who follow, favorite, and review it. It truly means a lot to me.
Not much else to say so as always, enjoy, review and all that good stuff.
*Disclaimer: Zootopia belongs to Disney. I do not own Zootopia or any of it's characters.*
Jack and Adrian entered the destroyed production room where everyone was still gathered. The medic squads had arrived and were tending to the injured, assessing who would need to go to the hospital and who would heal naturally in time.
From the looks of it everyone would probably be going to the hospital.
Jack looked around desperately. Sherry wasn't anywhere to be seen. The medics were probably on their way to the hospital with her. Jack grabbed one of the medics who was writing notes down.
"Hey! Do you know which hospital Sherry Snowfur is being taken to?" Jack asked desperately.
The medic gave him a puzzled look. "Are you her captain?" The medic asked confused.
"I'm her husband." Jack stated fiercely. The medic immediately brought out his radio and contacted every ambulance currently leaving or entering the scene.
"She's already arrived at Zootopia memorial hospital. They just got there." The medic explained as he turned back to Jack.
Jack headed for the closest set of doors but hesitated as he looked the others over. They were in really bad shape, he wanted to make sure his wife was ok but he couldn't just abandon them either.
"Jack, go! We've got it from here!" Max shouted as two medics started to twist his foot back into place.
Jack nodded and ran out the doors as fast as possible. Before he had kept a slower pace to accommodate for the others and because of the need to be cautious, but the building had been cleared of any enemies so he ran through the hallways at his top speed. Within minutes he was out the front door and quickly made his way over to the nearest cruiser.
"Keys! Stat!" Jack demanded quickly as he flashed his badge to the two animals in the cruiser.
The driver fumbled for his keys before passing them to Jack. After the two officers in the car had vacated the vehicle Jack put the keys in the ignition and flipped the sirens on.
Jack raced through the late night traffic as fast as he could. He had to get to the hospital and make sure Sherry was ok.
The vehicle screeched to a halt and Jack killed the engine as soon as he found a spot reserved for officers and other such personal. He ran through the doors right to the receptionist desk, there were a few animals in line but Jack pushed past them.
The receptionist, a mongoose, frowned in annoyance at Jack as he pushed his way to the front. "Sir you need to w-" Jack slammed his badge against the protective window separating him from the receptionist.
"Special officer Captain Jack Snowfur! I need to know what's going on with Captain Sherry Snowfur!" Jack stated it so fiercely that the lineup of animals actually backed away.
The mongoose's eyes went wide and she stared at him before she began furiously typing into her computer. "Umm second floor, she's currently in surgery right now, I'll call Doctor Antlerton to bring you up and explain things." The receptionist said quickly.
Jack nodded and waited impatiently. The Doctor, a moose, quickly escorted Jack to the operation room. As they made their way there the doctor flipped through his clip board and began to list off the extent of her injuries.
"Over ninety-three percent of her muscles have suffered serious tears, eighty-six percent of her bone structure has shattered and while some of her organs are fine her liver, left kidney and right lung are showing signs of failure. Along with that there is severe internal bleeding" The moose explained as he flipped through the papers.
Jack nodded as his fear kept spiking up. "Is she going to make it?" Jack asked fearfully.
The Doctor hesitated before continuing. "With this much bodily damage… the chances are slim, and even if she does survive her body will only be able to work at forty percent, at best… You should prepare for the worst." The doctor put a comforting hoof on Jacks shoulder.
Jack stood there stunned as the doctor finished his explanation. As he sat down the horrible realization finally hit Jack.
Sherry was going to die.
And even if by some miracle she survived she would be crippled for the rest of her life. She wouldn't be able to do anything by herself. Returning to duty would be completely out of the question. At best she'd stay at home all day or be in the hospital for the rest of her life.
Jack quietly cried as all the horrible possibilities plagued his mind. His wife would either die or be crippled.
If she died it would devastate him and their children, he honestly didn't know what he would do without her. The thought of Sherry not being there for him honestly scared the hell out of Jack. No more playful banters at work. No more having lunch together on their breaks. No more outings with their children. He wouldn't be able to tell her how much he loved her. He wouldn't be able to hold her at night as they drifted into sleep. She wouldn't be there to help him when life got hard and he'd never be able to do the same for her ever again.
And even if she survived and was crippled she wouldn't be able to do anything. Sherry always hated feeling helpless and she'd have to constantly live with that every day for the rest of her life. She wouldn't be able to go running. She would probably need to use a wheelchair or crutches. Everyday tasks would be exhausting. She'd wither away right before their eyes and she'd know it.
Neither one was good. Jack silently prayed for some miracle to occur. Anything at all, even if he had to sell his soul for her to be fine he'd gladly pay it a thousand times over!
"What do you mean we ran out!?" Jack turned his head as he heard the doctor's voice again.
"I mean we're out! The shipment isn't coming until tomorrow!" A female voice replied.
Jack walked towards the argument and saw the doctor arguing with an opossum nurse.
"That is a special officer in there! And you're telling me we don't have any blood!?" The doctor demanded.
Jack went cold at his words, he knew they were talking about Sherry. They didn't have Sherry's blood type, and if she was suffering from severe internal bleeding… if she didn't get a transfusion she really would die.
Jack turned the corner and caught the two animals by surprise. Jack threw off his special officer armor and pulled up his sleeve.
"Sherry has blood type negative O, I'm a match." Jack stated quickly as he looked at the doctor.
The doctor and nurse quickly rushed Jack into a private room. They pricked his arm with a needle and he felt the odd tugging sensation in his veins as his blood began to fill the blood bag. Once the bag was filled the nurse rushed to the operation room. After two more bags the doctor was about to pull the needle out but Jack covered it with his paw.
"You take me for all I got, what she needs she'll get." Jack said fiercely.
The doctor gave a heavy sigh. "Mister Snowfur, if we take more you could possibly go into shock, it wouldn't be wise to-"
"I'm a G.E.O." Jack stated.
The doctor stared at him in bewilderment. "Wait…What?" The doctor asked cautiously.
Jack ground his teeth. "I said I'm a G.E.O. my serum's specialty is healing, AND I'm the fastest healer alive. That includes blood regeneration so hurry the hell up and start filling more bags!" Jack shouted angrily.
The doctor quickly complied not wanting to make Jack any angrier and hooked up the next bag. There was silence between the two as the bag filled at a painfully slow pace.
"You know." The doctor started as he turned to Jack. "This is good."
Jack frowned in confusion until the doctor spoke again. "You said you're the fastest healing G.E.O. alive correct?" Jack nodded. "Well I've been doing some research and I think it may be possible for those healing properties to be transferred over to your wife, temporarily of course." The doctor added quickly.
Jack stared at him wide eyed. "Back up doc, explain to me properly and please don't get my hopes up with lies." Jack said trying to hide the desperation in his voice.
The doctor took a moment to organize his thoughts. "Well your body heals much faster than a normal animal right? But it's not all about muscle tissue and other such things what's also important is your blood. Blood travels throughout the entire body." The doctor paused for a moment considering his next set of words. "What causes tissue to repair itself is cell regeneration, in other words your cells can quickly and constantly regenerate from severe damage. Some tests were done that showed some G.E.O. blood can actually help repair damaged tissue. This was done with G.E.O.s of varying types but few healing types such as yourself actually exist so with you being the best healing type it's reasonable to assume that it'll give her an extra boost in her recovery." The doctor finally finished his explanation.
Jack swallowed hard as he took the doctors words in. "Doc." Jack said slowly. "I need to ask… are you just blowing this out of your ass to make me feel better… or is this something with weight to it." Jack said slowly, trying to keep himself calm.
The doctor nodded. "It's an actual study with good results. I can send for a nurse to bring you the research papers while we wait." The doctor offered.
Jack nodded his head. "Yeah, I'd like that." Jack said calmly, he had to keep himself from getting excited, he couldn't get his hopes up.
But If the doctor was saying what he thought he was saying… than Sherry could very well make it out of this alive! And if they were lucky she may make a full recovery! But he couldn't get his hopes up, there was a lot of grey area here and Jack needed to prepare for the worst in case his blood didn't work.
Within ten minutes a nurse brought the papers as the doctor hooked up the sixth bag. They went over the papers with the moose explaining the parts Jack didn't understand. In all honesty the research seemed pretty sound and Jack felt himself relax to a degree. They discussed the papers for another thirty minutes until they heard a knock on the door. The opossum nurse from earlier entered.
"Doctor, Sherry Snowfur just came out of surgery." She stated, looking quiet shocked she said it.
Both the doctor and Jack gave her surprised looks before the doctor checked his watch. "It's barely been over an hour!" He exclaimed turning back to the nurse.
She let out a breath and nodded her head. "I-I know. But as soon as we gave her the first transfusion her condition improved remarkably and by the third almost seventy-three percent of her injuries had healed!" The nurse stated still in disbelief.
Jack felt tears of relief flow down his face. Sherry was going to be alright! She was going to be ok!
"What about the rest of her injuries?" The doctor inquired.
"Well after the third transfusion was finished her injuries stopped healing, but she was out of critical condition and they decided to wrap things up by that point." The nurse explained.
"What's her condition now?" Jack asked interrupting them.
"Well as it stands thirty-three percent of her muscles are still torn, her bones have fractures but have mostly healed, except for her left arm which suffered more extensive damage. Her organs are fine but they need to keep an eye on her kidney for any infections." She explained.
Jack nodded at her explanation. "So as it stands…What does that mean for Sherry?" Jack asked turning to the doctor.
The doctor gave it some thought. "Well I'll need to follow up with the surgeons, get some X-ray work and blood testing done and go over the results of both. But if I were to make a guess based on current information… I'd say she'll make a full recovery!... After she gets some rest and most likely after some physical therapy." He added in quickly.
For the moment that was more than good enough for Jack.
"When can I see her?" Jack asked the opossum nurse.
"Well… She just came out of surgery and we're keeping her in a medical coma for the next few days, just to be safe. But if you want to quickly check on her now it should be fine." The nurse said.
Jack followed the Doctor and nurse until they came to Sherry's room. The doctor quickly took all of Jack's contact information so they could contact him anytime regarding any changes with her condition.
Jack quietly opened the door and his breath caught in his throat.
Sherry was lying on a hospital bed. Monitors and other equipment were hooked up to her, giving off soft beeps and noises that were probably meant to check her vitals. She had oxygen tubes in her nose and a needle was stuck into her arm. Some wires went under the collar of her hospital gown to her chest, probably what was sending the information to the monitors. Her left arm was in a freshly made cast from her elbow to her knuckles. The only movement was the slight rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. She looked peaceful and awful at the same time.
Jack made his way over to the side of the bed and gently took her paw into both of his. "Sherry… I'm so sorry." Jack whispered as he held her paw and softly cried.
Jack hoped he would never have to see this. His wife lying in a hospital bed and broken. He thought back to when they had reunited in Bunny burrow and when she had told him she was a special officer.
The thought that went through his head at the time.
'She was fighting G.E.O.s and coming out on top… but for how long.' Jack guessed eleven years was a pretty good record but it was also a sobering reminder to him.
Sherry was still just a normal animal.
No matter how strong or how good of a fighter she was at the end of the day Sherry was just a normal animal. She didn't have super strength, she couldn't run at superhuman speeds and she certainly couldn't heal from devastating wounds. Jack still thought his wife was incredible. It was another point in the long list of reasons why he loved her so immensely. But even she had her limits and tonight she had reached them.
Jack gave her paw one final squeeze and kissed her on her forehead. He had made sure she was alright but now it was time to check on everyone else. No matter how reluctant he was to do so and no matter how much he just wanted to sit by his wife's side. Jack had others who would need him and he knew Sherry would kick his ass the moment she got up if she found out he had spent the entire time moping by her bedside.
The thought actually brought a small smile to his face as he thought of that little scenario playing out. It was definitely something she would do. Grab the closest pair of crutches, tear out all the needles and cups connected to her fur before she chased after him to get a good swing in with one of the crutches.
Jack smiled at his wife before he turned and made his way to the door. As he opened the door he looked back at his wife one more time. "Rest up Sherry… I love you." He said before he made his way into the hallway and quietly closed the door.
*ZMH second floor lobby*
"So how's Dwayne doing?" Leon asked as Adrian came back from the nurse's station.
Adrian gave heavy breath. "Still in surgery but they're saying it looks good. They're going to update us if anything changes." He explained quietly.
Adrian looked over at each of his friends. Everyone was banged up pretty badly, even if they were healing. Leon needed stitches and had finally joined them about ten minutes earlier. Kate had her right arm in a sling, her arm had been dislocated earlier and she had to wear the sling for the few days until the swelling went down. Janelle was actually in the best condition, she was exhausted and had a few scraps but otherwise she'd be fine.
Jack's squad and the remaining escorts were an entirely different story.
Max's foot was in a cast, the damage was worse than the medics had originally thought so he'd be wearing a cast around his ankle for the next week. Cory's arm had been properly bandaged and his wounds stitched but the doctors wanted to keep him for a few days just to observe him. Amanda had a few scrapes and bruises but she'd be fine by tomorrow at the latest. Sam was pretty much the same. Fin's leg and some of his ribs were broken but both would probably be healed by tomorrow. Aldin had to stay for a few weeks so they could check the extent of his wounds and stop any early infections. Sitra and Seth were still unconscious, both had suffered serious concussions and broken bones. Kate, Anne, Timate and Drake were all fine, they had avoided most of the fighting and didn't need to pick off many stragglers so they were helping the investigation teams before they made their way over. Shao Long was actually in the best condition, nothing major so he had already left.
All in all though, everyone was a complete mess.
"I never want to do that again." Janelle stated as she let out a heavy breath. Everyone nodded in agreement.
Max looked down as his phone went off briefly. His face fell and his eyes darted towards Janelle.
"Uhh Janelle?" Max said, getting the panthresses attention.
"Your sister's are going to be here in five minutes." Max stated seriously.
Janelle's leaned back and groaned but soon collected herself and took a deep breath. "Ya know what? After tonight I just don't care. If they see me like this than whatever, screw it." She said tiredly.
Max gave a small laugh. "You may not care but I'm sure they're going to break my other leg when they find out we let you participate." He explained.
Janelle blew a raspberry. "Not my problem, good luck big guy." She said waving her paw dismissively. Max just smiled and rolled his eyes. He was screwed and he knew it but same as her he just didn't care anymore.
A pair of doors opened and two panthresses stepped in. One was Stacy who was wearing one of the dresses Max had bought for her, it was a simple purple one but still looked good. Stacy's sister Michelle was wearing a white tank top and ripped jeans. She had several piercings and braided arm bands on her right arm.
Stacy ran over and wrapped her arms around Max as she gave him quick, successive kisses much to his surprise.
"You…Stupid…Stupid…Stupid…Stupid…Jerk" She said between her kisses before finally just wrapping her arms around him and crying softly.
"Hey it's ok, I'm fine. I'm ok." Max whispered soothingly as he ran his paw up and down her back comfortingly.
"Janelle!?" Michelle asked in disbelief, causing Stacy to turn and finally notice her sister.
Janelle gave them a tired wave and smiled sheepishly. "Hey…"
Stacy and Michelle turned to Max with anger in their eyes.
"Explanation. Right. Now." Stacy angrily demanded, slowly enunciating every word as she did.
'And here comes the chainsaw. Right up the ass.' Max thought to himself grimly as he took a breath.
"First off… I didn't know she was your sister." Max started but it didn't help to alleviate their anger.
"Second… She helped us in the operation and if I had known she was your sister I would have prevented her from participating." Max explained slowly, wondering if he could survive the jump out the window before the two panthresses tore him apart.
Stacy and Michelle gaped at him before turning to Janelle.
"And what the hell were doing with the special officers!?" Stacy demanded as she turned to her sister.
Janelle stood up and groaned as she did so. "Well I'll give you both the really reaaaally short version. So it started when Ogre kidnapped me and made me his project G.E.O.s along with my friends here." Janelle gestured to Adrian and the others who waved shyly while Michelle and Stacy looked horrified by what she had said.
"Next we escaped and plotted to kill the son of a bitch. After that the special officers and our group joined together with a bunch of others planning to kill him. We hit hard tonight, killed a lot and finally killed the fucker. And I'm going to save Max some dignity here considering he saved my life and plans to help me get back into school. He didn't know until during the operation and at that point there was no turning back, so don't get angry at him. Plus we never really told them how old we were so they didn't know we were minors, there I said it, I'm done." Janelle finished explaining and plopped back down on the seat.
To say Stacy and Michelle looked horrified at this point was an understatement.
"You're… you're a G.E.O.?" Michelle asked in disbelief.
Janelle nodded. "Yep, I'd prove it but I'm out of energy and what little I have left needs to focus on healing." She explained.
Stacy looked at Janelle than at Max, than Janelle before finally settling on Max. "You saved my sisters life?" Stacy asked quietly.
Max nodded. "Well I saved hers and she saved mine. We're kinda even I guess." Max said as he smiled and Janelle returned it with one of her own.
Stacy threw her arms around Max again and continuously whispered thank you in Spanish.
Michelle shook her head and took a breath before sitting right beside Janelle. She looked Janelle up and down for a while before speaking. "You look…different." She said simply. This was not the dorky adorable sister she had grown up with. No glasses or geeky clothes. She was a beautiful young panthress who definitely had males of all types dying at her feet.
Janelle smiled. "I know and I love it. Not right now though. Right now I really just want to eat and sleep." She said idly.
Michelle grabbed Janelle and pulled her into a fierce hug. "I never thought I was going to see you again." She choked out through tears.
Janelle was completely taken by surprise but soon found herself crying and returning the hug. Stacy finally let go of Max and joined her sisters in the hug. They whispered to each other in Spanish quietly as they hugged.
"Anybody else catching any of this?" Leon asked as he observed the three sisters.
Max gave a small laugh. "They're just saying how much they love each other and how much they missed each other." He explained.
Janelle and Michelle frowned at him.
"*You speak Spanish?*" Michelle asked, caught by surprise.
"*Fluently*" Max replied tiredly.
This surprised the two sisters while Stacy laughed. "I was just as surprised when I found out." She said playfully.
Janelle smiled slyly at her sister. "Look at you. Finding a decent guy who actually speaks Spanish. Will wonders never cease." She teased.
Stacy playfully pushed her younger sister while Michelle burst into a fit of giggles.
Adrian smiled at the sight. After everything that had happened tonight it was nice to see some peace.
"Adrian!" Everyone turned their heads as Casey entered, panting heavily like she had run the entire way up. Behind her was Sharon who was completely out of breath.
Adrian stood up and gulped as Casey came up to him. She had tears in her eyes and was biting her lip. Her eyes were red and puffy like she'd been crying for hours. She pulled him into a fierce hug and started crying.
Adrian wrapped his arms around her and gently patted her back. A memory surfaced and he figured it was the perfect way to tell her he was his old self again. When they were kids Casey slept over a lot and she would sneak into his room to cuddle with him. When he was upset or couldn't sleep she always did one thing for him and it always worked.
"To you my love I sing this lullaby." Adrian sang just softly enough so only she would hear him. Casey went still in his arms.
"As I sing I hope we never say goodbye." Adrian continued and Casey looked up at him, looking hopeful.
"I'll buy you trinkets and treasures but will never tell." Adrian sang as he gently put Casey's face in his paws.
"And I'll secretly give them to you hoping all is well." He wiped the new tears forming in her widening eyes.
"But none of those will come close to what I see." He continued and she smiled at him through her tears.
"In you a loving and caring heart there will be." Casey started to sing with him.
"You may not know it right now, but one day you will my darling." They continued as they stared at each other and smiled.
"Oh one day you will know it my darling." As they finished Casey finally took a good look at Adrian. He looked rough and tired as hell but that wasn't what she really noticed. It was his fur.
To be precise grey patches of fur she had thought were gone forever.
Casey just stared at him but quickly started to laugh and cry at the same time.
It was one of those laughs where you were just so happy that you couldn't believe it, where you didn't know what to do except laugh. She threw her arms around his neck still laughing and crying as she buried her face into his shoulder.
"Sorry it took so long…but I'm back now." Adrian whispered to Casey as he smiled.
"Welcome back." Casey whispered happily.
