A/N: I'm skipping Highschool. I'm not sorry. :P
It had been surprisingly easy to secure the week off from Bogo. He had only needed to hear that Nick's mother was ill and possibly on her deathbed for him to give both Nick and Judy some time off. As tough as the water buffalo liked to act he knew the importance of family. Judy had hopped on his desk and given him a hug before they hurried to the hospital. Nick's mother passed away from a stroke that very night.
Judy's parents, some off duty officers and Nick's long time friend Finnick all showed for the funeral. Few of them had known Mrs Wilde well but they all had wanted to show Nick some support. Her friends from the tailor shop she had once run with her husband were all there as well as a regular customer who had been coming to the shop for as long as Nick could remember. The chief even came by for the wake in Nick's childhood home.
"Take the week off Wilde. Get everything you need to settled before you come back. We need you at your best." said Bogo in his commanding manner, "Hopps! Make sure he makes it to the department therapist before you two come back to work."
Judy nodded with a sad smile. She missed her mother in law already. "Thanks Chief, I think I might need to talk to the Doc too."
"Understandable Hopps. I need to get back to work. I wish you a better day." The enormous male then left nodding to a few of his fellow officers on the way out.
The guests began to leave one by one giving Nick and Judy condolences one last time while they were thanked for their support. One last mammal came up to them. An older bunny his fur gray with age and a sad smile on his face.
"Hello Nicolas," He said, "it's been a while, hasn't it?"
"Mr Bounder!" Nick exclaimed with surprise, "I didn't know you were here." he turned to Judy to make introductions, "Judy this is James Bounder, a long time customer of my parents shop. James this is Judy Hopps, my wife."
"Nice to meet you Miss Hopps. Nicolas is a lucky mammal to have snagged such a beauty." the older bunny said with a smirk at Nick.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Bounder. Did you know Nick's father as well?"
The bunny motioned to the couch before he answered, "I did indeed. Matter of fact he and I are quite close. Would you like to hear a story about the two of your parents Nick? I could tell you so many things that I bet you have never heard before."
"I'd like that." Nick answered before accompanying the bunnies to the couch.
"I should probably start with how they met." Mr. Bounder began.
"Didn't they meet here at the shop?" Nick asked confused.
James Bounder chuckled, "No, my boy they met overseas when he worked for the ZCIA and she worked for British Intelligence."
"Whaaaat?!" the doe and todd said simultaneously.
"You see, I worked with your father. We were close in size and rather unassuming but nobody saw us coming."
…
John displayed intelligence and cunning throughout the remainder of his school years. That paired with mastery of every martial art he could get a lesson for made him a highly desired recruit for college. Unfortunately no scholarships were available for a half-breed adopted son of a fox. Tod had known what the letters would say far ahead of time and so had taught his boy the family trade early on so that he could work his way through whatever school he wanted to attend.
Despite being a young genius, John decided to simply go to the nearest community college. His reasoning was sound. It was cheaper. In the classroom nobody worked harder than he did. The same could be said of him in the ring. He would spar with a variety of different mammals every day while using different techniques and styles each time. As John had hoped he drew someone's attention. While he was hoping for a school of higher learning to take notice however a completely different organization had found him.
At the age of twenty John Wilde was sent to the Farm. He was small, smart, observant, and downright dangerous. He could battle most of his instructors in the ring to a standstill. He could disguise himself as a number of small mammal species, while making the costumes himself. His trainers saw themselves in the small agent in training and challenged him more than any other recruit. John always rose to the challenge. By the end of the training he had proven to all present in the Agency that he was the most qualified candidate for any mission they could send him on.
...
"The second World War was over but the Cold War was just beginning. John was sent to Europe undercover. His name as far as everyone else was concerned was no longer John Wilde. It was Jack Savage. His talent as a tailor gave him a good cover story that he could even back up. His first mission was to become the new tailor for a Russian diplomat in London. That is where he met Skye."
…
John, or Jack as he was now called, had sewed the transmitting device into the Russian bear's suit. It's small size and weight ensured that it would go unnoticed for some time. Jack looked at himself in the mirror. The black fur of his current alias still made him a tad uneasy each time he looked. While he was distracted the bell of the shops door rang and he turned to see his next customer/ potential asset. The first thing he saw was her white fuzzy tail as she turned to peer out the window from the relative safety of his curtains.
A small white furred predator in a tight red dress with a trailing fuzzy scarf was in his shop hiding. He spotted three mammals he had seen his Russian bear client with run by the front of his shop and the female sigh in relief. She turned around and caught him staring at her. She was taller than he was by about a head and looked like an arctic vixen.
"Agent Skye Frost," Jack said with a grin, "a pleasure to meet you."
Skye looked confused for a moment then took in where she was before answering. "Agent Savage, likewise. Care to show me the back way out?"
"Of course." He said beckoning for her to follow him. "So you were trying to get into the party tonight?"
"They saw through my dye job. It's going to take weeks for it to go red again." she complained to her American colleague.
This was their first meeting but both had been fully briefed on allied spies on similar missions in the area.
"I have a way for you to at least hear some of what is said at the party if you are interested?" Jack asked her one brow raised.
"You do?" she asked intrigued. At his nod she smiled impressed with the male. "The party is not till seven tonight so how about I come by here at 6:45 with some dinner?"
He smiled and replied in a flirty tone. "Why Miss Frost, I believe you are trying to seduce me."
"Perhaps I am... But only to get your intel." she said playfully before leaving out his back door flicking her tail from base to tip.
He watched her walk away enjoying the view till she turned the corner and left his sight.
