Summary:
Judy has finally found Dawn, but before Judy can get her alone it seems Dawn wants something from Judy first. Can Judy deliver without blowing her cover? Across town, Nick is battling with grading student papers at the ZPD Academy, but his night is interrupted. Will his grades ever get finished? And at the Tundra town Hospital, Hugo is trying to find a missing patient. Were does an unconscious wolf go?
Notes:
Yes, I know this has been a long time in coming. I've been distracted, and I've not had the time to dedicate to this craft. That, and I had a bit of writer's block trying to figure out what Hugo was doing in all of this. But that plot has been nailed down, and suddenly the words just started to flow. So with out further ado, here is chapter two of Judy's journey into the heart of darkness.
Previously on The Measure of a Mammal: Flashbacks
We flashback to 13 years ago when Judy first met Doctor Hugo Wiedii while she was a patient-inmate at Cliffside, serving out her sentence for the murder of coyote astronaut and activist Carl Latrans. Hugo has just finished his neurology degree from the Zootopia Memorial Medical University, and is doing his post-doc work with The Zootopia Mammal Health and Welfare office. He has come to the Cliffside Asylum to try new and experimental treatments with their younger patients where traditional methods have failed. Arriving on his first day, he first meets with Administrator Swinton, but their tour of the facility is interrupted by Judy's bi-weekly escape attempt. Judy is captured by Hugo as she attempts to flee the orderlies, and Hugo chooses her as his first patient. (Ch 2)
Hugo is running a group art therapy session for his chosen group of patients. He instructs Nurse Manchas on how to deal with a misbehaving goat, and turns his attentions to Judy's art group. Seeing how far her progress has taken her, he arranges for her to have a very special visitor. (Ch 4)
As a reward for her continued progress in his class, and the end of her escape attempts from confinement, Hugo arranges for Bonnie to come visit Judy for lunch. Once they are done, Judy spends the rest of the period sketching her mother. Afterwards, Bonnie pleads with Hugo for help. (Ch 6)
Hugo meets with his boss and post-doc advisor, Doctor Donny Pahin. They discuss the current status of Hugo's project at Cliffside and the 15 patients that Hugo is recommending for transfer. Judy is the 16th patient that Hugo wants to transfer, but Donny feels that is going to be a harder sell. As their meeting progresses, Donny is concerned when he sees discrepancies between Hugo's reports and the reports from Administrator Swineton. (Ch 8)
Hugo shows up to the door at Cliffside the next day only to be shown the door on his way back out by Swinton. He goes back to talk to Donny about being kicked out like a stray cat, and his boss brings in the ZPD's first fox officer, Officer Nick Wilde, to help. (Ch 10)
Judy celebrates her 18th birthday at Cliffside. Being sent someplace against her will, she panics and is drugged to unconsciousness. Waking up in Bunny Burrow, she has to figure out if this is real or just a hallucination. (Ch 12)
Judy receives a Cotton wake up visit. Bonnie and Stu meet with the Bunny Burrow Sheriff. Later that night, their Doctor swings by to check up on Judy. Waking from a fevered dream, Judy has something she has to do, if she could only remember what it was. (Ch 14)
Judy spend the morning helping her mother clean the house. Afterwards, Judy, Beth, and Cotton all hike to the Carrot Days festival. There Judy stands up for herself, hears a story about Gideon, and beats up some bullies. Along the way she makes a mistake that will haunt her for the rest of her life. Later, finding herself at odds with her father and mother, she decides to leave. Her sister Beth tries to get her to stay, but their encounter with each other only leads to pain and recrimination. After Judy leaves Bunny Burrow, Bonnie asks the rest of the family what they intend to do. (Ch 16)
It's been a year since Judy left Bunny Burrow behind. She's taken on a new identity, a new job, and a new capybara roommate. At her roommate's art showing, Judy has a fateful meeting with a photographer, and this gives her roommate some concerns. (Ch 18)
Judy goes to a photo shoot with Tony for a very special client: Skye Cycles! While she there, she meets a very special arctic fox, and extends her an invitation for a date. They go ridding, and experience a very magical moment together. A month later, Judy drops by for some dancing, and learns the fox's real name. Two months after that, Judy has a very bad dream, and she finds her vixen is far more understanding than she ever realized. (Ch 20)
For her 31st birthday, Skye takes Judy camping down along the Big Sur coast. While Judy surfs, Skye explores the beach, and encounters something sacred. Returning home, Skye is confronted with loss, and Judy must step up. In the end, their relationship changes, even as it defines their lives forever. (Ch 22)
Hugo searches Gateway Bay City after Judy has a fateful confrontation at Dee's. While he searches, she attempts to drown her sorrows at the bar. Looking for a way to make some quick cash as a solution to her housing problem, she decides to try her luck at the strip club. Hugo's search for Judy is fruitless, but in a final stroke of irony, they come within shouting distance of each other, only to be turned away at the last minute by powers beyond their keen. Their paths diverge for now, but all too soon will they be brought back into the conjunctions of fate. (Ch 24)
Sergeant Wolfard and Corporal Wilde are out on late night patrol, shooting the s*** and trying to stay awake. Wolfard tries to pass on some wisdom, Wilde counters with some knowledge, and they both end up going to Wild Times looking for burglars. They get jumped, and spent the next few days recovering. Meanwhile, on the West Coast, Judy has branched out to the video side of things, and finds that it's not what she thought it would be, but she still makes a friend along the way. (Ch 26)
Judy's in a good mood coming back from a photo shoot in The Angels City. She spends the afternoon with her black rhino friend Lance at his gym, and she ends sparing with a wolf. Later they retire to his flat for dinner while they watch a movie and cuddle. Meanwhile, on the opposite coast, in Zootopia, Nick is suffering from the after-effect of the bachelor party that Finnick threw for him. Wolfard comes in to help him fix his tie, and they bond over Wolfard's personal lose. After that, Nick attends a wedding - his. (Ch 28)
Judy gets a clean bill of health at the clinic, but as Lance takes them home, his migraine gets worse. Judy tries to help him find his medication, but she's unsuccessful. So she accepts help for another gym mammal, Benny the Hippo, who gives her something special for the big rhino. She leaves Lance to sleep it off while she goes off to a shoot. (Ch 32)
Lance collapses, and his roommate calls 911 in a panic. Judy and Carlos race to the hospital, but when they get there they have to contend with bad news. Later, Carlos drops Judy at her place, and she is forced to make some decisions. The cop arrive to investigate the going's on, and they come to their own conclusions. Eventually, Judy is left with no choice at all but to face the call of destiny. (Ch 34)
Judy finally makes it back to the city that she loved beyond time itself, Zootopia. She came back to finish the menace of Dawn Bellwether and her band of merry henchmen, but all she is left with instead is a mystery. At a loss as to where to begin, she falls back on what she knows and returns to the pole, seeking time to figure out a plan. But a month goes by, and she is no closer to finding a way to complete the mission that has defined two lives. Fate intervenes and she meets a mammal that will change the course of her life for ever. (Ch 36)
4 Years ago in the Sahara District at The Palms Club
Judy's mind churned as she struggled to keep her face calm and controlled.
DAWN BELLWETHER! The grand psychopath ic bitch, right h ere! Right at your very paw, Judy Laverne Hopps ! I never thought I'd be able to get close to her, and yet here she is! What Luck! Somebody must be be looking out for Bonnie's daughter after all! She reveled in her good fortune, but instead of jumping up and down in joy, she just took a little sip of her carrotini.
"J.J?" Dawn Bellwether cooed to Judy, a query upon her brow.
"It's my dancing name," Judy indulged the ewe's curiosity, playing out the line.
"Oh." Dawn took a sip of her tonic and gin, and turned back to her curiously, "Not Candy or Crystal…?"
Judy laughed and shook her head. "No, just J.J. I like to keep things simple, ya know?" Really simple, like a slow knife slipped in between the ribs and a long final kiss to keep everything quiet in the dark. I wonder what she'll taste like, as she gasps her last breath...
"Certainly, I suppose." Dawn fiddled with her glass for moment, before she turned back to look at the slightly taller rabbit. "Do you like to dance?"
This is too easy , Judy thought. She replied truthfully, "I love to dance!" She tilted her head back toward the private booths, "Would you like a private performance?" Dark, private, and intimate. A mammal's death should be intimate, even if they don't really understand why they are dying. Judy was already playing out in her mind how she would kill the ewe, right there in the club.
Dawn turned her head to look, but with a shake of her head she replied, "Oh, no… Not that, no."
Hiding her disappointment to have her fatal fantasy dashed, Judy asked the ewe, "Oh, what did you have in mind?" as she took a sip from her carrotini.
"Well, I was thinking about Club Mynx, actually. It's their small mammals night, and..." Dawn looked up hopefully at her.
Judy choked on her drink, her performance slipping as she fought for air. NOT that kind of dancing! She realized. Club Mynx was a local dance club that catered to the younger LGBTQ crowd in Zootopia. She doesn't want a lap dance, she wants a DATE! Judy's mind flopped around as she coughed and wheezed in front of the concerned looking ewe.
"Are you alright?" Dawn asked, worried.
Judy waved her down as she coughed into her paw, "Sorry, that… That wasn't what I was expecting..." She took a deep breath.
Dawn leaned over and lightly put a delicate hoof on Judy's black mini skirt, "I can make it worth your while." She assured the larger doe.
Absolutely worth my while! With a blinding smile, Judy locked her gaze back on the little ewe, "Oh no, dear heart, never fear. You had me dancing!"
Night settled on the Zootopia Police Academy with a quiet stillness. Earlier that afternoon the latest class of police trainees had finished their last tests for the quarter, and the ZPD instructors still left on site were working well into the night to get every thing graded so that the students' scores could be posted the next morning. Most instructors at the Academy had taken the easy route, for them at least, choosing to administer multiple choice questions that were easily scanned and tabulated. But a few instructors took a more personal touch, one that required more effort on both the student as well as them, but that act gave them more satisfaction in the end, or so they believed.
Corporal Wilde was one of those instructors, doing a tour at the academy while he recovered from the effects of an on-duty injury, teaching crime scene procedures to potential rookies. He liked to think he brought an air of calm professional responsibility to his office, but that attitude was in truth being strained by all the distractions available to him that night. He tried in vain to concentrate on the pile of ethic essays on the old oak desk in front of him, but his ears kept twitching as new sounds carried up out of the darkness to titillate the edges of his perception.
The calls of late night revelers gather in groups across the plaza below his window reverberated through the window behind him as those students enjoyed their mutual freedom and sought out new libations to celebrate. He was also sure that he could hear the high pitched squeaking of bed springs through the HVAC vents, as two students somewhere in the building enjoyed a more interpersonal approach to stress management via vigorous extracurricular activity. As a good police instructor, he frowned at the blatant breach of ZPD regulations for a moment, considering tracking down the source of that sound for a blast of righteous ire, but he finally let out a chuckle. He had too much work yet to complete this night, and chasing after wayward trainees playing hide the salami would just put him that much further behind.
He turned back to his pile of papers, tuning out the distractions as he settled in. Or at least he tried. A cough from the entrance to his office caused him to pause. He sighed, and set down his grading pen. He ran his paws through his head fur before sitting up and asking, "Yes?"
"Yo, teach. You got a moment? I need to ask you something." a male voice graveled across the threshold from the dark hallway.
Nick smirked as he recognized the voice. He hadn't expected that particular mammal to show up tonight, but upon further reflection he wasn't surprised. The particular male in question must be truly desperate if he was coming over now, at this time of night. "Go ahead." He waved his paw about the room, inviting the speaker to continue.
The male made no move to enter Nick's office, but stood just outside the doorway. The voice continued, "Well, gee, teach. I came up to ask if I could do some extra credit or something, before the final grades get posted."
Nick snorted and shook his russet head, "A little late for that, don't you think?"
"Please?" The voice whined, "I didn't do so well on the last test, and I think I kinda bombed this one too."
"Really?" Nick replied ironically. He knew this particular male abhorred writing, doing anything and everything in his power to avoid doing it.
"Yeah. But I really need to pass this class, and I was wondering if there was something we could work out." He tried to sound earnest.
Nick's smirk grew into a leer. He leaned back in his chair and gestured with both paws down under his desk, "Well, you could blow me. That might help."
"What? How?" The male sputters.
Nick grinned as he explained further, "It's simple. You get down on your knees here in front of me, unzip my fly, and show me how well you can suck it!"
The male mammal walked out of the hallway, and started opening cabinet drawers at random, searching through them for something. His eyebrows cocked, Nick asked "What are you doing?"
The wolf male turned back to the confused fox to clarify the nature his questing search, "I'm looking for magnifying glass!"
"What? Why?" Nick gaped at him.
"Well, if I'm supposed to blow it, I have to find it first, yah know?!" He pointed out.
Laughing, Nick hurled his pen across the room and nailed the wolf in the back of the head. "Hey! Watch it! No blue on blue friendly fire, please!" Sargent Wolfard admonished his younger protegee.
"Find it, my ass!" Nick gave his partner the single barreled salute. "What the fuck are you doing here, old wolf?"
Wolfard turned to look at him, "What? Can't an officer come check on his crippled partner?" He closed the drawer full of files that he was pretending to examine, and slid over to take one of the consultation seats before Nick's oaken desk.
"I'm not crippled, you lazy excuse for a fireplace rug. I get the cast off my leg in a week, ya know." Nick impatiently explained to him.
"I was referring to your mental capacity, Slick. I mean, look at ya. Just turned thirty and already you're stuck behind a desk. What, the streets too hard for a little fox or what?" Wolfard dug in like a tick.
Nick upped the anti with a double barreled salute. "Listen, Asshat. Me and the streets get along just fine, I will have you know." Nick pointed down at the cast on his right leg, propped up on a stool hidden under the desk. "It's fire escapes that hate me."
"Well, yeah… Most cops think that when you say you got injured in the line of duty, it means you got shot by a perp. Not slipping on ladders and busting your leg. I mean, it's kinda embarrassing, ya know?" Wolfard splayed his paw across his chest.
"You don't say." Nick almost snarled, "I hadn't noticed all the shit that got laid on me over this by my fellow officers."
"Oh, No!" Wolfard shook his head, "That's not what I mean!. No, it was embarrassing to me! Look, I'm the wise old wolf here, and when my partner the redheaded numb skull kitling goes off and injures himself in the heat of pursuit, it's a reflection of me and my training skills. It looks bad for me!" Wolfard tapped his chest.
"Fuck you." Nick tapped his claws on the desk, "My heart bleeds for your reflection. It really does." He cocked his head at the older wolf, "What, you get bored at Precinct one or something? You had to come all the way out the Academy to give me shit?"
Wolfard shrugged, "Well yeah." He nodded, "That, and just wondering when I'm getting my partner back."
"Well, that answer really hasn't changed." Nick opened up his desk drawer and pulled out a small bottle and a pair of tumblers which he set on the desk. He poured a dram of fireball whiskey into each, and put the bottle back. Passing one tumbler across to Wolfard, he took a sip from his tumbler before elaborating, "One more week and I get the cast off. After that, six weeks of PT, followed by six weeks of light duty. That should carry me through the next quarter and graduation." He gestured with his tumbler at the wolf, "You gonna be able to wait the long, you impatient old cooter?"
"Gawd, I hope so." Wolfard leaned back in his chair, "You know Bogo's got me down in Cold Cases, right?" Nick nodded. "Well, he shoveled off one of the first missing mammal cases on to my lap, and I'm kinda sucking hind tit on it. I can't seem to make any progress on the case."
"Will wonders never cease?" Nick set down his tumbler, "Sargent Wolfard, are you asking for help? My help, even?"
Wolfard ducked his head, "Ahhhh… Maybe? I mean, I missing something. I know I am. I just can't figure out what it is." He gestured at Nick, "I figured that maybe a fresh perspective might help or something, maybe see what I can't seem to see."
Nick sucked in his cheek for a moment before he finally let out his breath, "You want me to look over what you got?"
"Could you? Please? I don't really want to go back to Bogo and say I can't find the little bugger either. I mean, just how hard is for one little otter to disappear?"
"Actually, otters can be slippery little bastards." Nick observed.
"So can foxes." Wolfard laughingly added.
"Great minds think alike and all that?" Nick looked across the desk at his old partner, a cast of irony clouding his brow.
"I guess?" Wolfard leaned forward. "Please?"
BUZZZZ…. BUZZZZ….
But before Nick could answer Wolfard's plea, his paw-phone began to ring.
Tundra Town Central Hospital
Hugo was visiting a brain trauma patient of his in the neurology treatment wing at TTCH. The hoary marmot had fallen off a ladder at a construction site, and his boss had brought the dazed and confused rodent in for evaluation. After running him through the standard battery of tests, Hugo had diagnosed him with a moderate concussion, and was in the process of outlining a treatment when the wall mounted speaker crackled to life.
"Paging Doctor Wiedii, Paging Doctor Wiedii. You're needed in the ER immediately, Doctor Wiedii."
Hugo frowned momentarily as he crossed over to the wall mounted phone. Climbing the small mammal ladder set underneath the large console, he reached up and quickly dialed the ER duty desk. Putting it on speaker, he waited for the duty nurse to pickup.
"Emergency." A calm female voice answered.
Hugo greeted the nurse, "Isabella, I'm with a patient right now. What do you need?" He inquired patiently, looking back at the two waiting marmots.
On the other end, she quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Dr Wiedii, but Dr Saseum needs you to do an evaluation on a male wolf that just came in, a pedestrian accident victim. The patient is in and out of consciousness, but when he wakes up he's combative and non-verbal. The orderlies have him restrained for right now, but Dr. Saseum is feeling a little out of her depth and really wants your opinion."
"What preliminary tests has she taken?" Hugo asked her.
"Well, she's done the blood draw already for a tox-screen which has been sent up to Hematology, and he's just gotten back from his CAT-scan." Head Nurse Isabella Monte explained on the other end.
"Alright, tell her I'll be right down." He hung up the phone, and turned to the two waiting rodents, "I'm sorry. Where was I? Ah, yes!" he pointed to the patient, "We'll keep you here for just a few more hours, just to make sure there aren't any other issues, but I think you'll be able to go home soon. However, if you see any floating spots or experience strange tastes in your mouth, call us immediately, please."
He turned to the other marmot standing by the bed, "He'll need to rest at home for a couple of days, but after that he should be able to go back to work." The older male nodded as Hugo backed out of the room, "I'll be back once I've talked with Doctor Saseum."
Hugo turned and hurried down the long white hallways to the ER wing at the other end of the hospital. Arriving a few minutes later, he sought out Nurse Monte, "Hello, Isabella. Where is the patient?" He asked pleasantly, looking up at her seated form.
She stared back down at him dumbfounded, "Uhh..."
"Doctor Wiedii!" A female voice called to him from down the hall. Hugo looked up to see a female tusked deer in green scrubs hurrying up to the nurses station. "Did you not get the message?"
"Um?" Hugo was confused, "Of course I got the message, Doctor Saseum! I came as soon as I could!"
"No, I mean why did you order another CAT-scan? He's already had one! We don't need another."
Hugo stared up at the slightly taller female, "Uhhhhh… I didn't order another scan. What? Are you sure?" He asked her, not believing what she was telling him.
"Yes!" She put her hooves on her hips as she stared down at the obtuse little cat. "Two orderlies came down to take him, and I asked them if you had sent them and they said yes! What do you mean you didn't order another scan?"
"I did not order anything! I was with a concussion patient just 10 minutes ago when I got the call. I have not even seen a chart, much less a patient, and I sure as hell would not order one blindly." Hugo's speech became pronounceably more formal as he got more and more perplexed by the situation. He turned to the ibex nurse and ordered, "Call Radiology please, on speaker phone."
Isabella quickly punched up that department, and Hugo and Doctor Saseum leaned in.
RING…. RING…. Click…
"Radiology, this Candy speaking. How can I help you." A soft feminine voice purred on the other end.
"Ah! Technician Candice Concoloris. Um..." Hugo wasn't expecting to hear her voice on the other end. This is awkward, he thought. "Um… I didn't see you on the duty roster tonight..." He stammered.
She laughed, "Oh, Dr Wiedii. Really? Have you been actually been checking the duty rosters? I'm touched, really I am." She teased him. Doctor Saseaum picked up on the tone and looked up at Isabella who sagely nodded back.
Hugo looked up at the two female ungulates smiling down at him. "What? It was one date!" He muttered. He grabbed his whiskers in frustration, "Please Candy, I'm trying to be professional here."
Her voice light, she asked "So you're not asking for another date?"
Completely flummoxed now, Hugo stammered, "No! What? No. Yes! NO! I don't mean that!"
"Really, Doc?" Her purred through the speaker, "That was all kinds of confusing. Do you talk to your patients that way?"
Hugo looked like he wanted to bite something, but with a deep breath and a long exhale, he got himself back under control, "It's about a patient. Doctor Pavati Saseaum's patient actually. She's standing right here, Candy, and she'd like her patient back. A pair of your orderlies came and picked him up and..."
"Wolves!" Pavati brightly interjected. He looked at her, his brow furrowed. "The orderlies were wolves." She added again, "They were really muscular, really fit!" She waved down at Hugo's trim form, "I mean, if you like that sort of thing." She pointed out to the glowering cat as the female puma on the other end of the phone giggled.
They are making fun of me! Hugo snarled inside. ARRRGHH! Madre DIOSA! Why were they always picking on me? I haven't done anything wrong! I don't understand females! Turning his head back to the phone, and ignoring the light in their eyes, he primly addressed Candice, "Yes. They were two wolf orderlies, and they came and took the wolf that was here to have another CAT-scan that he didn't need and that I didn't order and I think it would be best if they just brought him back down..."
Candice broke in, her voice suddenly confused as well. "Wolves? I don't have wolves working with me tonight, Doctor Wiedii."
Suddenly the laughter died at the nurses station as the two females there looked down at the phone speaker. Hugo asked her to confirm this, "You don't? Whose on duty then?"
"Ralph and Jed." Candice answered.
"The moose siblings?" Hugo asked again.
"Yeah," She explained, "We're kinda short staffed during the night shift, so I like to have bigger orderlies around. But I don't think there are any wolves on the rooster for tonight." Her voice faded into the background as she called away from the phone, "Hey Ralph! We got any wolf orderlies working tonight?"
Another phone rang at the nurse station and Isabella leaned over to pick up the line. She quietly spoke into it, quickly glancing back at Hugo and Pavati. She held up her hoof and gestured to them, "It's Hematology, Doctor. They're calling about the wolf patient's blood sample."
Hugo gestured at the speaker, "Conference them in, please."
She pushed a couple of buttons on the console and set down the receiver. She nodded at Hugo.
He announced himself, "Hematology, this is Doctor Wiedii here..."
A curious voice on the other side interrupted, "So this is your patient's sample?"
Hugo looked back at the doe standing behind him, "Well, mine and Doctor Pavati Saseaum. What's wrong with the patient's sample?"
The male on the other end replied, "Well, we can't type it. And the glucose is off the charts. Are you sure it's supposed to be blood? I mean it looks like blood, and the nurse who came down to swap it out said you had a problem with the draw..."
Hugo turned to look at Pavati, "What problem?" to which she just shook her head in negation.
Candice's voice broke in, "Hey, so Ralph looked up tonight's duty roster, and there aren't any wolves on duty tonight. He recognizes all the names, and swears not one of them is a wolf, so..."
The Hematology tech came back with, "You sure of the that? Cause it was a wolf who said the sample was bad, and gave us this one..."
Glucose? Hugo thought, a cold look of dawning realization falling over his face, and he quickly interrupted the tech, "The sample! What does it smell like?" He demanded to know.
"Smell? That's not a test we do, you know? Sniffing blood is a great way to pick up pathogens, ya know?" The tech pointed out.
Hugo asked more politely, "Please? It's important."
The tech reluctantly agreed, "Okay Doc. But if I get feline leukemia or canine distemper, you're gonna have to explain it to my boss..."
Isabella piped it, concern etched on her brow as well, "Dan, you're a hog. You can't get sick with either of those. Please, we need to know..."
"Well, okay. Fine. It's just the thought..." Clinking noises could be heard, and some quick sniffs, "What the Hell? This isn't blood!"
"What is it?" Three voices asked simultaneously.
"It's grape juice!" He sniffed again, "Grape juice from our cafeteria even!"
Candice broke in from the other side, "How can you be sure?"
Dan expounded at length, "My porcine nose knows, ya know! It's got that metallic musty smell like it's been sitting in the can for a month out in sun, stewing away..."
Hugo held out his paw purely on reflex, but Dan wasn't there to see the command to stop, so he verbalized further, "Thank you, I think we get it." He turned to Isabella and commanded her, "Call Director Rargyra right now!" She quickly punched up the security desk number and added it to the conference call.
"Security, Director Rargyra. I'm two hours past the end of my shift, and I would appreciate it if you mammals could please let me go home now..."
Hugo briskly broke in on the bovine's bellyaching.
"Directory Rargyra, we have a problem!"