Author's Note: Forget it, I still don't own the rights. Rated M for violence, language, drugs and sex.

Chapter Twelve: Flight Canceled

Rainforest District

"Alright Finnick," said Judy, "this is where we split up." "Split up," asked Finnick, "Split up? But I'm practically part of the team! Just give me a gun and I'll be ready to go!" "No," said Nick, Judy and Clawhouser in unison.

"Finnick," said Judy, "we need you to go back to the station where you'll be safe until we can get the feds to pick you up." "I'm not going with the G-Mammals," griped Finnick, "c'mon ol' pal," he looked at Nick, "vouch for me." "We're not taking you with us," said Nick, "now get in the helicopter with Benji and he'll get you there safely."

"Alright," groaned Finnnick, "I'll go with the fat bastard to the station." "Ouch," muttered Clawhouser, "that actually hurt a little." "Just go Finnick," said Nick, "you're not safe out here anyways."

Finnick sighed and went with Clawhouser onto the police helicopter. As Clawhouser lifted off, Nick and Judy waved goodbye and climbed into the police cruiser that had been requisitioned for them, and Judy drove to the outskirts of Zootopia.

"Word's in from the Air Traffic Control that a Sibearian made East Germammal military cargo plane just landed on a private air strip in the pastures," said Judy. "How'd you get that kind of intel, carrots," asked Nick. "I asked Bogo nicely while you where planning your little hostage rescue," replied Judy, "and this may very well be our last case, so he was eager to help us."

"We're fired," asked Nick, "why? I thought Bogo and company worked their asses off to keep us on the payroll." "He did honey," said Judy, "but this Mayor Wayne guy seems to have it out for us," she continued, "being what he likes to call outlaw cops. And we are going on another one of those rogue missions that we were warned specifically against." "We still can't let Wiesler get away," said Nick, "not with two good cops dead on his orders."

The Outskirts

Frederich Wiesler watched as pallets of cash were loaded onto the cargo plane via forklift, with several of his personal staff, including a bandaged but very much in shape Mr. Wolfenstein, Jack Savage, and a couple of wolf soldiers. "Work quickly," commanded Wiesler, "we got to get this plane out of United Mammalian States airspace before they shoot it down."

Just outside the fence, Nick and Judy watched the obscene amounts of drug money being loaded as they checked their weapons. "How are we gonna do this carrots," asked Nick, "I came up with the last plan and I can't think of another one," he continued, "especially if it involves taking down a plane that big." "Maybe we can just take out the pilots," said Judy, "then they aren't going anywhere." "Wiesler's too smart for that," said Nick, "we have to immobilize the plane and just maybe," he heavily emphasized the next part, "just maybe once the feds figure it out, there'll be a squadron of MDF jets to keep him from taking off." "So we're just making it up as we go along," said Judy as she put a clip in the MAC-10, "huh slick." "You bet," said Nick, "now let's give this thing plenty of gas when we barge in."

Wiesler, Wolfenstein, Savage and the pig just finished loading the Purcedes sedan onto the plane, when they heard the loud roar of an engine and a police siren. Then they turned around and saw a police car going full speed ahead towards the plane. "Get off, NOW!"

Boom!

The car exploded, taking out a wing of the cargo plane and sending banknotes flying all over the tarmac. Wiesler, Wolfenstein, Savage and company watched as all of the capital that made up years of painstaking work get thrown around into the fire. "Our money," said Wiesler, "just make sure they're dead."

Brakabrakbrakabrak!

Wolfenstein, the pig, a brown bear, a stag and two wolf soldiers opened fire on the wreckage with their AK-47s and MP40s. Hiding in the bushes just behind the fence, Nick and Judy fot their submachineguns ready. "We doing this carrots," asked Nick nervously. "Now or never slick," said Judy as she took off towards the tarmac, spraying bullets at the East Germammals as she ran, with Nick closely following her.

"Game's up Wiesler," shouted Judy as she cut down the pig and one of the soldiers. "Kill those two," ordered Wiesler as he took off. Wolfenstein grinned as he, the brown bear, the stag and the other wolf soldier sprayed their guns in Nick's direction, forcing him to dive behind a forklift. "Shit," muttered Nick as he reloaded his MP5K, "these bastards don't know when to quit."

Meanwhile, Judy found herself trapped in an airplane hangar with Savage, an arctic fox, a badger and a skunk. "You're such a pretty little thing," said Savage to Judy condescendingly as he took out his machine pistol, cueing the other three mammals to draw their pistols, "damn shame I'll have to kill you. You're just my type."

Thakathakathakathakathakathak!

Judy dodged the bullets by leaping sideways, firing her gun and killing the badger. "I'd hate to break it to you," said Judy as she crawled sideways behind a crate before firing again, winging the skunk, "but I have a boyfriend." Just then, she felt two mammals grab her and throw her face down onto the concrete. "That is too bad," said Savage as he kicked her in the side.

Savage and the fox circled around Judy, each taking turns striking her, with Judy using her forearm to block the blows. That changed when the arctic fox got smart and wrapped his tail around Judy. "You piece of work," shouted Judy as she hit the ground, "I'm gonna kill you myself!"

Nick was not having much better luck, as he was hiding amongst some parked cars while Wolfenstein, the stag and the soldier kept shooting, each reloading at separate times . "I can't catch a break with these guys," groaned Nick, "they're too smart." "Give up now," barked Wolfenstein, "and your death will be easy!"

Without thinking, Nick screamed "I choose LIFE!" as he darted from behind his cover and angrily spewed bullets from his submachine gun, killing the stag and the soldier and wounding Wolfenstein before he ran out of ammo. Then he took out his pistol and trained it on Wolfenstein as he crawled away.

Bang!

One shot hit Wolfenstein in the leg.

Bang!

"This is for the kid!"

Bang!

"This is for Jason!"

Bang!

Wolfenstein howled in pain as the bullet tore through an artery.

Bang!

"You son of a bitch!"

Bang!

Wolfenstein whimpered as he crawled away, leaving a trail of blood. Only for Nick to walk up next to his face with his gun ready.

Bang! Bang!

"You've hurt enough mammals," said Nick as he dropped the empty clip and put in a fresh one, only for his ears to pick up on something.

Biff! Biff!

Savage took two swings at Judy, first the stomach then the jaw, disorienting her and sending her backwards. Then, the arctic fox tried to claw her, only for the rabbit to kick him with all her might, breaking several ribs in the process. Judy tried to get up, but Savage kept circling around her, repeatedly kicking her. "Say your prayers bunny doll," said Jack as he prepared to do a killing blow to the neck.

"Raaaaaahhhh," a loud, bestial growl echoed through the hangar, sending both the rabbit's ears jerking up. A split second later, Judy saw a red blur push Savage away from her and onto the ground. Nick, thought Judy, is that you?

"Touch my mate," growled a bestial Nick as he clawed a pinned down Savage, "I'll kill you!" "What the fuck are you on," asked Savage as Nick continued to beat him. "Judy is miiiine," he barked at Savage, "I protect her!" Just then, Savage smirked as he reached into his pocket and said, "You can't do that when you're dead."

"Yip!"

Nick whimpered as he collapsed sideways with a knife in his abdomen. Judy saw Nick lying there in horror, then looked at Savage and decided to catch him off guard. She then noticed a power transformer on the ground level.

She darted towards Savage a lightning speed, grabbing him by the center mass and hurled him into the power transformer, frying the assassin before he had time to scream. Savage exploded into a blue flash of energy, then turned into a roasted, steaming corpse. "Real shocker there," commented Judy as she saw Savage's charred remains collapse facedown onto the concrete.

"Nick," said Judy to herself as she realized what had happened. She ran towards Nick, still seeing the knife inside him. "Nick, please," she turned him facing up, "don't die on me!" "Behind you, carrots," grunted Nick as he pointed towards the massive hangar doors.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Judy turned around with a jerk to see the old weasel holding an antique Luger pistol with smoke coming out of the barrel. Then Wiesler took out his ID and smuggly stated, "Diplomatic Immunity!"

Blam! Blam!

"It's just been revoked," said Judy after she shot down Wiesler.

"We got him fluff," grunted Nick, "him and all his friends." "Nick," said Judy as he turned back to her injured fox, "please don't die on me," she held his body in her knee, "I need you! You don't get to die on me! I love you too much to lose you now!"

"Such an emotional," Nick was interrupted by a cough, "bunny. You've always been a real sweetheart." "But," whimpered Judy, "but I don't want to lose you!" "As much as I like this treatment," said Nick, "I don't plan on going anywhere. That little bastard just barely missed something important. I still have plans with you."

"That's right you slimy fox," said Judy as she kissed Nick, "you still do!"