Jack paced the hospital room, paws in his pockets. "The analysts think there is time before they can strap these things onto a rocket-based delivery system. The issue is that there are plenty of other ways to deliver them."

Slumping over in his chair he ran a paw through the fur on his head. "The only use for those damned things is to say fuck you to the world." Shaking his head.

Elizabeth had continued to eat the egg that was in her paw as she listened to her brother and the Rabbit talk. To her it was an experience in flavor and texture, something completely new. "If the only way to win is not to play, then you have to stop the players from playing."

Jack turned to Liz sitting in her bed and prodding around the inside of part of the egg shell. He considered what she had just said. Then he considered all of the things he knew about the situation. Gerhard was a loose cannon. Willing to murder the heads of government to seat himself in charge. All reports said that he did it himself, which disturbed him even more. "The balance that people believe these weapons create is only a balance as long as those that have them believe using them is not worth the collateral damage." Rubbing his temple. "The problem Elizabeth is that when you remove the head of any government you must have the ability to fill the hole, otherwise you could end up with worse."

Liz started to look at the box that the egg she had eaten had come from, her nose twitching trying to detect if there might be another one. Without looking away from the box she shrugs her shoulders, "Then use the resistance movement."

At the mention of the movement he snaps around to look at this sister. "How the hell do you know about them?"

Liz licked her lips, when her brother moved, she heard something roll inside the box that he had bumped with his leg. "Leon, you are not creative enough to have come up with all of this on your own."

Jack chuckled which bubbled into a full laugh. "And how did you figure out that there was an organized resistance?" Jack waited a few moments for an answer but observed the female just leaning closer to the edge of her bed, obviously more interested in the food than the conversation. "Damn it Leon just give her the other egg." Rolling his eyes.

When Leon reached into the box and pulled out another egg, he couldn't help but chuckle at the happy and expectant eyes. He had been trying for the past few weeks to get through to her and see his sister happy again. "All I had to do was bring food?"

Liz happily took the egg from his paw and slowly cracked it open with a happy smile. "No, but it did help."

Jack thumped his footpaw on the ground rapidly before he got a handle on his frustration. "Ms Elizabeth please, how did you figure out that there was an organized resistance?"

"Well, General Gerhard is aware that they exist, and he said that Leon had been identified as a member. Though perhaps in hindsight the abrupt designation should have been suspect. Why would the general put him in charge of finding his own, had he already known that Leon was a member? Also, why put him in a position where he could do the damage that he did?" Grumbles and leans back against her pillow as she nibbles on the second egg. "I am still angry with you Leon."

"After all this, you come around, you give Jack all of that information, you've seen what they built. Yet you are still angry at me?" He was absolutely surprised by that.

"Yes, I am." She nibbled more on the egg, savoring it.

"And are you going to explain to me what you are angry at me for?"

"Nope." Liz smirked, "You get to figure that out on your own. But perhaps, I will be your sister again." Sighs and looks at the half of egg still in her paw. "Since I am a traitor as well now. Damn you Leon for that. It was far easier not knowing. If what I just saw is true "

Leon couldn't meet his sister's gaze, he felt guilty even though he knew it was better that she knew the truth. "I am sorry Sister."

"Well, bring me more of these and perhaps I'll forgive you." She smiled and finished her egg then reached out her arms to him.

Leon walked closer to his sister and hugged her, nuzzling her cheek with his own. They stayed like that for a minute maybe two before they were interrupted by a clearing of a throat.

"Well, there is work to do and it won't be done here." Jack turned to leave. "Leon I will let you know when we have more to work with. We may need your help in planning."

Liz broke the hug and glared at Jack. "Jack, since we both know this idiot will not sit still. Don't get him killed."

"I will try not to." Jack bowed his head for a moment and then left the room. As Jack left a nurse walked into the room carrying a tray with a replacement IV bag, medication, and bandages.

"All right time to change your bandage and your meds. Then to PT to start working on that shoulder." The female squirrel was polite, but Leon understood the unsaid words that it was time for him to leave.

"I will see you tomorrow morning, with more eggs." Chuckling

"I look forward to that." Smiling Liz watched as the Nurse placed the tray down. "Oh and Leon, tell the Doctor I said thanks." She chuckled when Leon started to look embarrassed, confirming what she had thought. When he had hugged her she could smell the hybrid's sent on him. She tapped her nose once which cause her brother's look of embarrassment increase.

"I will tell her." Leon smiled. "See you tomorrow Liz." Turning he too walked out the door. The tiger checked his watch when Leon walked by him. "Not sure today counts there Kitten."

The tiger shrugged, "Still it's a record. Let's see if you can repeat it tomorrow without Jack's intervention."

Leon laughed as he turned to walk down the hall. "I'm sure I can, my sister apparently loves eggs." Waving a paw to the tiger as he walked down the familiar hallway. Things were looking up, his sister was talking with him. Perhaps she was finally starting to see what he had been trying to convince her of. There was always the chance she was playing him though, and that thought put his gut in knots, but he had to continue, and to hope.

When Leon hit the street, he looked around for a few moments before deciding to walk back towards the hotel where he was staying. It was a beautiful day to be outside, the sun was warm on his fur, and a gentle breeze kept it from being too warm. Before long he was standing in front of the hotel but it was too nice a day to go inside. Looking across the street he smiled when he saw the coffee shop. Walking across the street he walked inside, the same vixen that had been behind the counter earlier this morning was still working. "Back again?" The vixen was probably twenty, she had a strip of blue dye in her head fur. "The usual then?"

"Just the black coffee this time Vie" Chuckling, the fact that she was the same mammal working out front nearly every morning helped.

As she went about pouring the black coffee into a cup, "Is it as nice outside as it looks?" It was quitter now then it was early in the morning there was nobody waiting behind him and there only a few mammals in seats inside. Most looked like they were likely from the university a couple blocks walk away as they had books and laptop computers open.

"Yah, sorry to say since you're stuck in here." Glancing as she put a cover on the cup and brought it to him. "How much do I owe ya?"

"Oh two bucks." Smiling in her typical friendly manor. "I get out of here in a couple hours, then off to classes."

Pulling out his wallet he pulled out a five buck bill and put it on the counter. "Thanks Vie, make sure you at make a little time to enjoy some fresh air though." Turning away from the counter.

"Hay your change." When the skunk waved his paw and continued to walk towards the front door she just shook her head. "Thanks."

Leon walked back into the sun and air and then found a spot at one of the three outdoor tables, and took a seat facing the park. He watched a few young kits of various species playing together. Not something you would ever see to the north. Parents watching closely as the kits play went on, some with balls covered in black and white shapes that they kicked along with their feet, others running around playing tag. He sipped his coffee as he enjoyed the simple scene in front of him.

His mind started to wander as he began to relax. He hadn't been involved in the resistance for long, like he was sure his siter thought he had been. The truth of the mater is that up until the day he decided to set the charges at the plant he wasn't even sure he was going to through with it. They had approached him by way of a beautiful skunk and with her a bottle of grain alcohol, laced to slip him of his senses for a time. Ultimately it was the scientist that convinced him of what was happening. He was young, but passionate that what was happening was wrong and needed to be stopped.

Up until the more recent events of Gerhards takeover Leon had found the young man's conspiracy theory of governmental collapse into something new, something worse was unthinkable. How they had gotten it into their minds that he might help them, especially since they obviously knew who he was, baffled him. The thing that had him thinking was when the mammal told him about the other components that were going on. The fuel rod extraction at nuclear plants, the train acquisitions from another location, the building of the plant at the location he had yet to be assigned but they were sure he would be, funneling of researchers to a facility in the west.

The coup de grace that at least assured that Leon wouldn't be reporting his own obduction was when the scientist told him about what he called M.A.D.

"Mutually assure destruction" he had said. "We launch, then they launch, and then others launch. Before we know it the entire world is hit over and over again. Nobody would have time to figure out who fired first. Thirty minutes from the first launch the first city is wiped off the face of the planet, and then another, and another, and another. They would be the lucky ones," the scientist at that time had looked like he was going to break into tears or a mad fit of ripping out his own fur, desperate to make him understand. "The ones that don't die in the blasts will over time due to radiation poisoning, thirst, starvation. This outcome would destroy the planet and everyone with it. Do you want General Gerhard to have that kind of power? To start a thirty minute war that destroys us all?"

The simple answer in Leon's simple mind was no, he wouldn't want that. He had worked with the General for years, he knew him. He was cool headed and calculating on the surface, but he had no issues using what was in paws reach to get what he wanted, and rarely did he care about the consequences. That was probably how he got to the position he was in.

His active imagination had him see a sudden flash in the sky, and all of the children stopped their play. Their parents stood up and looked into the sky attempting to shade their eyes with their paws as the wave of fire came down. Before his mind could come to its ultimate conclusion a paw on his shoulder kicked him out of that line of thought.

"Mr are you ok?" It was Vie, when he finally looked up at her she looked relieved. "You've been sitting here with that coffee half to your muzzle for probably an hour."

Leon blinked as it took a moment to come back from where he had been in his memories. "Yah .. Sorry … Vie."

Vie just nodded and smiled a soft smile. "Perhaps you should stick to decaf hmm?" She giggled in a sing song tone. "I've got to get to class, are you going to be ok?"

Leon nodded. "Yah, just a lot on my mind."

Vie smiled sympathetically. "If it helps, we got a fresh batch of blueberries in from Bunnyborough today. The baker is going to make fresh muffins, and I hear that doctor friend of yours has a rather liking for blueberries."

Leon laughed, "And what would you know about that?"

"Well she does come by every so often, and ever since you two came in you've been getting two coffees to go." Smirks, "Not much of a leap really, and my mother says know your customer."

Leon shook his head. "Well then I'll have to make sure I get up early and get a couple of muffins then. Thanks for the tip. Now off to class Vie, I will not be the reason you're late."

"Of course, … Leon." Giggling again she walks off towards the university, a brown side bag on her shoulder, and humming something he didn't recognize.

Leon watched as she left, though the orange of her fur just reminded him of that doctor she had been speaking of. The more he thought about Meredith the more he realized he cared about her, that realization also came to the thought that with his sister now in Zootopia, everything he cared about was here. With that thought he jaw stiffened as he made a serious decision. Pulling out his phone he scrolled through the programmed numbers and hit dial on the one he wanted.

The phone rang three times before there was a click as the other end was picked up. "Jack, whatever you plan to do, I want in."

Jack wasn't surprised by the phone call, if anything he would have been disappointed if he hadn't gotten it after what Elizabeth had said, though it was faster than he thought. "Leon, you know we can't do that. Even if I wanted to you are still technically a foreign national and those above me would never allow me to bring you along."

Growling, "That's bull and you know it Jack. Call it an advisor."

"Leon, we will be going into a country where you served, your country, to potentially depose the leader." He was going to continue but was interrupted by Leon.

"It is not my country any more Jack, the only mammals I care about are here and that … that narzisstischer grobenwahn threatens them both." His voice angry, his muzzle curling as he spoke.

Jack smiled, that was exactly what he had wanted to hear. "Leon, the best we can do is advisor. Information and guidance only. You will not be armed." Not that he thought for a moment that would matter. He knew Leon's training at least to some level, he'd seen it in action himself.

"I won't need to be Jack," Leon smirked. "When do we start?"

"Three days, then we start planning. I have part of the group together already, I just needed intel and demolitions. Now I just need demolitions, and I have an idea for that as well." Jack responded.

"You knew didn't you?" Leon shook his head as he started to walk away from where he had been sitting. The half a cup of cold coffee still in his paw. "That I'd call."

"Oh I had a feeling, it's what I would have done. I just needed to hear how committed you would be." Jack thought for a moment. "Are you going to tell her?"

"Tell who?" Sipping the cold coffee as he walked.

"Meredith, you have been seeing her daily." That was a comment to let him know that he was still being watched, and that he would continue to be watched, and perhaps because he had a little bit of friendly interest in the wellbeing of the Wildes.

"Yes, but only that I'll be working with you for the time being. Oh and Jack, my sister gets my package if we don't come home." Leon hung up the phone after that. He knew he was being watched there was no doubt that for the remainder of his life he would probably be watched at some level or another. Sure over time that would get more and more lax. There wouldn't be a car that followed him just far enough away to be unobtrusive and rotated out with a different make and model every so often. It was always the driver that got them noticed otherwise they had done well. Then perhaps they would stop checking on his financial activity, and eventually they would probably just maintain his phone records rather then listen to his phone calls.

On the other end of the phone call, when the line went dead Jack leaned back in his chair, in a small room that he was using in an discreet building in the middle of the city. The chair creaked as he leaned back in it. On the desk in front of him was Leon's file. Everything intelligence had collected on him over the years. A picture of him in dress uniform paperclipped to the inside of the folder, another picture of his sister next to his. He pushed that folder out of the way to reveal the folder underneath, one on his sister.

The file was almost empty. Her name, height, weight, picture. The picture was updated from a picture in the hospital. They had a background on her that was updated three weeks ago but the end of the available information that could be transmitted was after secondary schooling. She had been working for Gerhard at least in the attempt to get at her brother, but where was she trained, what was her rank. After school the agent had reported it was like she didn't exist any longer. In a government that controlled the population with information and meticulous records this was disturbing.

Jack had been doing this for a long time and the lack of information was surprising, and deadly in his experience. His own notes were written in pencil on the page. Intelligent, deceptive, manipulative, unknown piece. She didn't sit well with him, and her brother was too blind to see anything wrong where his sister was concerned. He had been her protector when they were kits.