(POV Judy Hopps)
"Goodnight Mom" I say, hanging up yet another call from my parents since the… incident happened. It's been two months since I got released from the hospital, and 3 weeks that I've been back at work, and they still call every night to check up on me. I know they're scared, I was too, but now I just want to get back to my life and try to forget what happened and move on. Bogo insisted I go to counseling before allowing me to even step foot back in the precinct, and despite my protests, I'm glad I'm going. It's really helped me clear my head, and come to terms with what happened to me, and it even gave me a chance to solve some other underlying issues I had about my past back in bunnyburrow. Now that I'm cleared to begin working again though, Bogo has only allowed to do desk work, filing paperwork, and police reports for other officers. Parking duty would be better than this bullshit. But, I'm just happy to be back in the game. Nick was transferred to another precinct in another district. It makes me sad to think about him, while I'm glad he's not here, I can't imagine the hell he's going through. Emotionally and physically, the news broadcasted our story across zootopia, so I know his reputation followed him to his new base. I just hope he's okay… I think to myself. I have forgiven him for what happened, I know it wasn't his fault and that if he could take it back he would, but he can't. It's just something we'll both have to live with from now on. I want to meet up with him, to talk and just see his face, and maybe even work on being friends again. But I still need some time, I still have nightmares about the incident, and I don't think seeing him in my dreams as well as in the real world is the best call. Maybe one day though, Maybe… one day…
(POV Nicholas Wilde)
I wake up to banging on the wall above my head. Uggghhh, I think to myself, the neighbors are at it again. Haven't they ever heard of sleep? I kick the blanket off my feet and swing them over the edge of my bed. Might as well get something to drink since I'm up. I walk over to the fridge and reach for the handle only to stop myself before opening it up. My eyes are stuck on the photo i have pinned up of me and Judy. Before everything that happened, happened. I feel my heart sink in my chest at the sight of her cheerful smile, the way her arms are wrapped around my waist and her head is pressed against my chest. I feel tears begin welling up in my eyes. What I did to her, no, what that thing did to her… I'll never be able to forgive myself for. I got reassigned to a new precinct, after undergoing many psych evaluations and lots of tests to make sure the serum didn't have any lasting effects on my overall health. Everyone there is nice enough, but i know what they think of when they look at me, what they say about me behind my back. I've overheard many conversations about the incident from others who thought they were far enough away, but blessed is me with overactive hearing from my many a day snooping around before I got on the right side of the law. I mostly stay to myself anyhow, not really in the right mindset for making any new friends. I miss her. I know she needs her space, to get through what happened, and maybe I'm being selfish, but I feel like she should have gotten past the part about me. I didn't have any control over what was happening and she knows that, I just… I wanna see her face, look at her smile and stare into her beautiful Amethyst eyes again. I feel like just seeing her again would make me feel so much better, would help me heal faster. But she needs time, and I will just have to wait until she comes to me, if she ever does that is. She has every right not to ever want to see me again, and honestly I wouldn't blame her if she never did. But I hope she will, even if it takes years, I hope she will…
The End