Big thanks to MrShurukan for the fantastic help with the correction!

Zootopia – Springtime Circumstances

Chapter 13 – That won´t happen (POV Cammy)

I woke up and my mood fell down instantly. My fur was itching, I felt stressed and something was blinding me. It was way too bright to be comfortable. The surface I was laying on was hard and uncomfortable too, and I couldn´t think of what made me sleep so well the whole night. When my eyes got used to the bright light in the room I was in, I saw bars before me. I never believed it would happen someday, but I really was in a prison. The memories from yesterday flashed before my eyes, and I just felt stupid and ashamed about it now. It drove me mad, not only because of my stupidity, but also because he was there probably just to annoy me. It could have been any other police officer, and it would have been less embarrassing than what happened yesterday. I was sure that that stupid little bunny cop noticed my struggles yesterday in the coffee shop, and just wanted me to suffer from it even more. I was sure she hated me all along. But on the other hand, how could they know that I would be there too? Did they know it because of me? Was I the reason we got caught? Just trying to think about it didn´t lead me anywhere, so I decided to check out my surroundings a little closer. I was alone in my prison cell. It had two beds, a little toilet, a sink and that was about it. On the opposite site of the bars was just a white wall with a blue bar painted on it.

My fur was messed up and it smelled. A little bit of the perfume I used yesterday was to be noticed, but something much more important and stronger was on me as well, on me and my clothes. I smelled like Nick. Not much, but he surely had touched me. Like he had hugged me or something, and that was a huge problem. I knew already, that a big catastrophe had befallen me. At least, I had no cell mates I could harm.

It took like forever until finally something happened in the hallway outside my prison cell. The itching was getting worse every minute, alongside with my hate on everybody who ever lived. The prison cells next to mine were opened and closed again, some police officer was talking to the other prisoners lowly, asked them about their names, and then he told them to get out of their cells and follow him one by one. That went on for about fifteen minutes, until he finally arrived at my cell and did the same with me. He was a lion in a blue ZPD uniform, and he certainly was one of my daily customers, Officer Delgato. A very weird situation, for both of us.

„Miss May?" he asked me, although he knew very well that he could just call me Cammy, „I have orders to bring you to the medical check-up. Would you please follow me?"

I always liked Delgato as a customer, he was friendly and always down for a little talk. But right now he probably had regulations on how to talk to me. I felt like a real criminal already.

I still wasn´t very pleased with my situation, but I nodded anyways. Maybe I had an opportunity to take shower that way. I followed him without saying a single word and tried to hide the itching below my fur, which I wanted to scratch permanently. I was still feeling ashamed about it. I wasn´t sure if he knew about the thing with Nick, and he didn´t need to know about it either.

He led me out of the hallway, into another one, and then into a room where a female Wolf was sitting and waiting for me already. She also just wore a regular Police Outfit, but she had quite a lot of medical equipment in her room. She had some orange prison clothing prepared in my size already, and she was playing around with the clipboard she was holding in her paws.

Officer Delgato gave her a little nod and then he closed the door behind me carefully. She offered me to take a seat with a little gesture. I slowly, very slowly and unmotivated, followed her order.

"Your name is Camilla May?" she asked, "Is that correct?"

I nodded slowly, then I had to scratch my neck again.

"You have been arrested yesterday for the suspect of drug dealing?"

"Yeah" I sighed, "I was."

She also noted that on her clipboard, then she took a closer look at me.

"Who is it?" she wanted to know, obviously referring to the scratching.

"Why does that bother you?" I snickered back in annoyance.

That made her just grin a little. Not exactly helpful, it made me even more mad.

"We have exceptional rules for that case" she began explaining, "If he or she is willing to help you, we make sure you get some time for yourself and privacy for a day. That makes it easier for all of us!"

She wasn´t grinning or laughing anymore, when she told me that, she was totally serious. Hearing that actually lifted my mood a little for a moment, but reality hit me again a second later: He won´t help me, he even told me that yesterday.

"That's gonna be very painful and nerve-wrecking then" I sighed, "That won't happen."

She noted that on her clipboard as well, then she pointed at the orange prison-clothing on the table with the pen she was holding.

"How long will I stay here?" I wanted to know, suddenly in slight fear.

"I don´t know, that depends on the judges" she replied coldly, "I just have to get you ready for the interrogations..."

"Interrogations?" I asked, now even more shocked.

"What did you expect?"

"I don´t know…but who am I talking to?"

"Does that matter? Usually the Officers who arrested you, but that´s not your choice anyways!"

"That does matter!" I yelled back, a little louder than I actually wanted to, "I can´t get even near them or I turn absolutely mad! It´s unbearable already!"

That confused her a little. She obviously had an idea now, who I probably was talking about, but she didn´t initially believe me.

"Are you serious?" she asked.

"Do I look like I´m in the mood to tell jokes?"

"That is …indeed… a problem" she sighed, "Does he know about it?"

She obviously knew who I was talking about now.

"He does."

"Alright, we´ll figure something out! Maybe we can move you over to Tundratown or something…"

I just shrugged my shoulders. I wasn´t sure if that would be a big improvement.

"Anyways" she concluded, "I have to make sure that you don´t have any other physical or psychological issues, before I can send you back to your cell. So, you have to get out of your current clothing and do a few things I tell you, I´m afraid."

She said that with absolute routine and confidence, but I still was a little skeptical.

"Is that even allowed?" I asked in slight unwillingness and confusion.

"That is why I´m doing the medical check-up with you and not officer Delgato. But don´t worry, it´s not the first time I´m doing this and I´m not allowed to tell anyone about it either. And, as a little bonus, you´ll get this nice orange uniform for free afterwards!"

I didn´t find that too funny at the moment. I still smelled like Nick, I hated showing myself nude, even to woman´s doctors, and I also didn´t like the idea of staying in this prison any longer, naturally.

"Can I take a shower before I change my clothing please?" I asked while unbuckling the black business dress I wore since yesterday.

"You can shower later, if you want."
"I still have his scent in my nose! That is going to drive me insane, you aware of that?" I shouted at her, utterly unnerved already.

"Alright" she sighed, taking a closer look at my nude body for a second and taking a few notes on her clipboard, "Take the orange uniform with you and ask Officer Delgato about the female´s showers."

"Thank you!" I spat out hatefully. It really was driving me mad already. But I wasn´t just finished here yet.

"Last but not least" the wolf stopped me, "…you have to turn around and get on all fours for a second" she commanded, as I was just about to get back in my dress again. Now I hated her even more than I should. She actually wasn´t treating me too bad until now, but that really killed it for me. But protesting wasn´t helpful.

"Very good" she said, after I finally had obeyed unwillingly, "Now raise your tail for a second and we´re done!"

POV Nick

I got onto my seat in our office, and the first thing I did was yawning widely. Judy wasn´t totally awake either, but she insisted to go for the early shift today. It was about half past two in the morning, when we finally fell asleep last night, and now we got the payback for it. But it wasn´t too bad of a night for us, far from it.

Chief Rhinowitz gave us the case files from yesterday and the personal data from the suspects we arrested, and with that he told us to get everything done. That meant interrogating, finding answers to the remaining pieces of the puzzle and preparing everything for the judges. Not exactly my favorite part of the job.

"It has its drawbacks when you arrest the only source of coffee, doesn´t it?" my beloved bunny chuckled, yawning into her paws as well.

I nodded silently, while I took the first case file from the pile on my desk and opened it.

"Talking about her…" I said, showing her Cammy´s file I just picked up by chance, "Is she still here or did they move her to Tundratown already?"

"What makes you think I can tell you that?" she replied while shrugging her shoulders, "But if she is still here, I wouldn´t want to be in her skin at the moment…"

"You probably wouldn´t want that wherever she is right now" I sighed.

"You feel a little bad about that yesterday, don´t you?" she asked me with a warm little grin I didn´t really expect from her.

"I do", I confessed, "Since I had it for myself, I didn´t want anybody else to suffer from that. And yesterday I even made fun about it…"

"I guess a lot of mammals suffer from that every season" she said while shrugging her shoulders, "I wouldn´t give myself so much credit if I were you…"

"Yeah, maybe I´m just taking this too serious…" I concluded, before I started to read her file more closely.

"Bogo took a day off today, didn´t he?" Judy wanted to know after a little pause.

"Yeah, I think he did…" I answered her unconcentrated.

I had no motivation to even start anywhere. I was reading the words, but my better judgement just didn´t receive any of the information. I really was distracted by that thought.

POV Judy

Nick didn´t seem to be motivated. Normally, he was reading the files very carefully and he was instantly noting down every single idea he got, but right now he wasn´t in the mood for anything. I sensed that immediately.

After I was watching him for a little while, I decided to stroll over to his desk and climb onto his lap carefully. That made him put his case file down and hug me tightly. He was resting his chin on my head and snuggled into my ears tiredly. Not exactly a feeling I disliked.

Just as I was about to start with something, which probably would lift his mood a little, somebody knocked on our door carefully.

I shrugged my shoulders at Nicks very cute annoyed gaze and got off his lap again, before I asked who it was.

"It´s Jennifer!" she replied, "Can I talk to you for a second?"

Nick and I knew exactly what was about to come, and since it was inevitable anyways, it wouldn´t make a big difference if we did it now or later.

"Yeah, come in" I replied for us, grabbing the case file Nick just read.

"Hi" she greeted, looking a little puzzled because Nick, who had his head hanging over the back of his chair in unwillingness.

"Well, you two seem to be extremely motivated" she chuckled, "but I can understand you a little…wasn´t easy yesterday, was it?"

"You´re here because of Cammy, aren't you?" Nick asked her lazily.

"Cammy?" she asked in confusion, "You know her better?"

"The white vixen, known for her coffee in the whole ZPD" he cleared up for her, pointing at the file I was still holding, "You may just gotten to know her as Camilla May…"

"Oh, yeah, ok…" she chuckled, "I don´t drink any coffee, and I´m pretty new to the city center…" she explained.

Nick just stared at her so she would come to the point more quickly, I couldn´t hide a little giggle at that.

"Yeah, I´m here because she was nearly freaking out this morning already, and it´s not looking too good right now either…"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I was…I was thinking you probably wanted to interrogate her, because this could probably get pretty interesting…"

"We don´t necessarily want to interrogate her, we have to" I interrupted her, "But I can do that as well."

"You smell a little like me too, carrots!" Nick sighed, "Even that would not be a nice experience for her…"

"Well, she has to! We can't just ignore what she did because she´s in love with you!"

"No, we can´t…" he agreed, "…Maybe we better just get this over with!"

"Alright then" I concluded, "Let´s do that!"

POV Cammy

I had been sitting in my prison cell again for what felt like half an hour, and then suddenly the Wolf Officer from the medical check-up unlocked the door of my little room of misery and told me to follow her. The cold shower I took earlier, before I got back here, really had a big effect on the itching and burning of my fur, it was a lot better now. So, I actually wasn´t too mad right now. But I really hated the orange prison clothing I had to wear. Nevertheless, it was bearable at the moment.

I followed her out of the prison hallway, through another corridor of the ZPD building, and shortly afterwards we came to a halt in front of another heavy iron door. She unlocked it, waved me in and followed me towards the iron table with a chair on each side. The room was illuminated very brightly too, and there was a big Mirror on the opposite side of the wall, where a couple of stairs led up to another iron door. I was in an interrogation room, obviously, and that didn´t lift my mood at all.

„Tell them all you know!" she advised me in sort of a friendly way, „The faster we get this over with, the better!"

"You are not serious, are you?"

"That was not my decision either…" she told me with a shrug of her shoulders. After a short little pause filled with hateful silence, I slowly and unwillingly took a seat on the chair she was pointing at.

There was an iron chain with two handcuffs integrated into the table and she closed both of them over one of my wrists each. She immobilized me completely with that.

"That is probably necessary" I sighed cynically, but she just ignored it.

"Depends on you" she said, before she left me alone at the table and went up the stairs to the other door. Then she unlocked it and just left the room.

A few moments later, the door was opened again and I nearly was freaking out already. It was Judy who entered the room, she had a clipboard with her, and she didn´t seemed to be impressed by my aggressive growling at all. She slowly walked up to the table, climbed onto the seat on the other side and laid down her clipboard carefully. I watched every of her moves closely.

"Good morning, Cammy" she greeted me friendly, but I didn´t reply her at all.

She still had his scent on her very noticeably, and the itching on my skin had reappeared as soon as I saw her.

"…I can imagine very well, that I´m probably the last person in the world you want to see right now, but it wouldn´t be better if he was here on this chair, would it?"

"If you knew about it" I growled, "why do you work on this case at all?"

"Nick and I are detectives, Cammy. It was just a happenstance that we were in this club yesterday. We got an anonymous tip from somebody, and we didn´t know that you would be there too…why would we?"

"Why did you re-paint him then?" I asked angrily. I literally was offended by everything right now, and I didn´t mind throwing it at her.

"In this case, just to stay undercover and, well, get some criminals arrested."

"I´m not a criminal! Murders and rapists are criminals, I was just about to sell small amounts of…"

She raised her paw to calm me down somewhat, and she even nodded at what I said, "It isn´t too bad what you did yesterday, you haven´t even gotten delivery of the substances. But it´s still illegal what you did, and that only will give you a month of jailtime…at most" she explained.

POV Judy

She scratched herself once again, after I said that, and she still looked like she would tear me apart if she wasn´t chained to the table. I still felt bad for her, I knew exactly what Nick meant and what he was going through, and Cammy wouldn´t even have any privacy, if she had to stay in prison for a few weeks from now. I always liked her as a person, Nick did too, and apart from her dealing in the club yesterday, it wasn´t even her fault that she was suffering this badly right now. I wanted her to know that.

"He feels sorry about it" I told her, "About what he said yesterday!"

"Oh, really?" she snickered.

"Yeah, really. He knows just too well how painful that it."

"Is there anything more important to discuss?" she asked hatefully.

I kept my calm and took a look at my clipboard once again. Then I found that one little note once again: It was a fox, who did one of the power cut sabotages.

Since she was part of the deal yesterday, and the whole action with the power cut was just a distraction, it wasn´t too unrealistic she had something to do with that too. Then I also remembered how she handled that topic, when I was in her coffee shop yesterday.

"I´m pretty sure you know something about the power-cut" I told her with a very intriguing look, because she controverted it earlier. It took her a little while before she answered.

"It was a distraction for the shipment" she said, scratching herself even harder now, "But you know that already, don't you?" she asked ironically.

"Nick was pretty sure it was a fox we saw in the security footage we have…"

"So?" she growled, not showing any emotions of guilt at all.

"Although that distraction worked pretty well for a little while, it also was a very expensive one, that caused a lot of damage to the public!"

"I don't know about the details, I just knew it would happen and when I had to be in that club."

That was all I got from her. Although I was pretty sure it was her who did it, she controverted that with absolute confidence once again, and it even sounded very believable.

She growled once more suddenly, as she probably tried to scratch her upper arms but wasn´t able to because of the handcuffs.

"Alright" I concluded, before I got of my chair, "Then, I believe we´re done for now!" I told her, as I made my way up the stairs again, "I´m sorry for bothering you!"

Then I left the room and went to Nick, who was watching the whole conversation through the one-way glass.

"She is very uncomfortable, but I still think she is lying" he told me, as we watched her struggling with the handcuffs and moving about in rage and displeasure, "but maybe we find something out by talking to the others…" he suggested.

"Yeah…probably" I sighed.

Cammy really was winding in pain already, and the handcuffs that tied her down drove her even more insane. She really tried freeing herself with all she got.

"She really does sense that I smell like you…"

He simply nodded, as we kept on watching. Jennifer was coming into the room again from the other door, and she had a lot of trouble calming her down to somewhat acceptable. So, she left her cuffed onto the table for another minute and got Officer Delgato to help her. With combined forces they managed to bring her back to her cell in the end.

"That is going to be stressful" Nick sighed, and I totally agreed with him. I was even considering something he wouldn´t expect on any possible level, but I actually even liked that thought a little.

"Are you sure you´re not willing to help her?" I then asked him dryly, and he nearly chocked on that.

"W-what?" he asked, "Why would I…why would you suggest something like that?" he wanted to know in disbelief.

I just shrugged my shoulders, although I was quite proud of his reaction.

"I´m not in love with her, not even slightly! I hope you know that!" he said, looking deeply into my eyes.

"I do!" I answered with a little smile, before kissing him lovingly, "But maybe I wouldn´t mind sharing for once, just for the sake of salvation…"

Tell me what you think, I´d be glad for some feedback! See you soon!

~wurrfolf