A/N: Seriously I'm not sure if you all just needed some fluff or what but I'm thrilled you have all loved this story.

Disclaimer: Disney finally sent me a cash bribe of 20 Mickey dollars to stop bugging them. I took it immediately. Then I went to Disney World. Do you know how much 20 Mickey dollars is? I had to use those 20 Mickey dollars and a $10 bill to buy a pencil with a Donald eraser. Goddammit.

Chapter 27 - Promises, promises.

A month later

Chief Bogo sat behind his desk reading the reports of his newest officers. Teaming them up with other officers had seemed good on paper. Having partners in a relationship had always been seen as a negative impact on the force. Two mammals who cared more for the other than their city? It was the worst possible outcome for everyone. Reading their reports recently had begun to give him headaches even worse than before, if such a thing was even possible. Wilde had become even more aloof in his writing, barely mentioning the details of his arrests or patrols. He tended to ramble on for pages to explain what had happened even during a simple purse snatching. Hopps on the other hand had become so straightforward in hers that an arson investigation consisted of two paragraphs that offered zero insight.

They're doing this on purpose, he mused. They have to be. It's some sort of revenge. They're trying to drive me to retirement. Probably even insanity. Reaching into his side drawer, he pulled out a bottle of scotch and a tumbler. Grimacing at the fact it was only 9 am, he poured himself a generous portion, draining it in one shot before refilling the glass. He rubbed his temples, wishing for the pain to vanish knowing full well that until he went home to his family he would be in agony. I hate those two.

Hearing commotion outside the door, he gritted his teeth. Not again.

Officers Fangmeyer and Delgato burst into the room, not even pausing to knock on the door. Bogo looked up at them and snorted heavily. The two officers knew from the vein pulsing over his eye that they were treading on thin ice, but their concern vanished as Bogo let out a deep sigh. "Let me guess. Hopps?" Fangmeyer nodded. "Wilde?" Delgato gave a curt nod as well.

Of course it was. Bogo stood and moved over to the window, staring out at the courtyard below the precinct. What he wouldn't give to be one of the mammals down below for even an hour just to get away from this horrendous situation. "Let me hear it," Bogo commanded.

Fangmeyer took a deep breath. "Look Chief, we know you like Hopps. Frankly she's one of, if not the best officer we have, but she's not the same anymore."

"Explain."

"She has no individuality anymore. She has sunk so far into the interpretation of the law that there's no flex with her at all. She pulled over a rhino yesterday for going 26 in a 25 and gave him a $125 ticket. Then, when he went to dispute it, she sent me to court because, as she found in the rule book for the station, a 'senior officer must handle all legal and court issues of his subordinate.' I didn't even know that was a rule! She even ticketed our cruiser when she wasn't even doing the meters. I still don't know where she got the ticket machine."

The Chief snorted before turning back to the pair. "And you Delgato?"

Delgato seemed fit to burst. "Chief I can't do it anymore. He's absolutely insane! At first his jokes were amusing but after an hour of non-stop crass jokes I was ready to strangle him on our first day together. He doesn't seem to want to do any paperwork at all. Nobody does. But he literally just copied my report and pasted it into his worksheet. Not to mention his pranks are out of hand. Yesterday he programmed the siren to play 'What Does the Fox Say' at max volume. I didn't know you could even do that."

Bogo picked up the report on that incident. "It says here he also caught a thief in under ten seconds with this method," looking over his glasses at the lion.

"Only because the thief was so confused that Wilde was able to get out faster than the antelope knew what was happening."

"So an unorthodox but nevertheless effective tactic resulted in the apprehension of a criminal and you feel the need to complain about it?" Bogo glared at the lion who shrunk back a little. Bogo turned his gaze to the tiger in front of him. "And a cop being so by the book that they know the rules better than officers who have been here for years is a problem to you?" Fangmeyer grimaced before shaking his head. "Then what is the problem here?"

A lion and tiger shared a glance between them before Fangmeyer spoke. "Chief, you don't understand what it's like with those two. I don't know how, but Wilde was able to inspire Hopps to be exemplary and now she's become a robot. She doesn't take pride in her work anymore."

"And somehow Hopps was able to wrangle Wilde even before they were a couple. Being able to handle his sass and sarcasm for that long is a miracle." Delgato silently prayed before uttering his next line. "You have to put them back together. Grizzoli says if he gets assigned to them he's taking his stockpiled 4 months of vaca. McHorn still can't even look at them after last month."

Chief Bogo sat back down and dropped his head into his hooves. It's Francine and Wolford all over again. 2 weeks ago the partners he assigned to Hopps and Wilde had barged into his office very much like this. Both of them had had enough of the two lovebirds. They also suggested putting them back together but he thought that a new set of partners might be a better solution. Obviously it was not. "The two of you just get out." Fangmeyer and Delgato were happy to oblige as they moved quickly out of the door.

Muttering under his breath, he saw the light on his phone flash. Noticing the caller ID, he grit his teeth. Composing himself he picked up the receiver. "Mister Mayor. What can I do for you?" As if he didn't know. Several times a week over the last month the mayor had called trying to pressure Bogo into having Hopps and Wilde be partnered again. He never made it an order, but he pushed for it heavily. He knew why. The 'Heroes of Zootopia' were a critical part of his campaign re-election strategy and the citizens not seeing them together out on the street was hurting his numbers. "Yes sir...Yes sir I know...It's a policy th-...No I understand...Yes well we don't need to go that far...I've already decided to go that direction...Yes...Understood. Goodbye Mister Mayor."

Putting the phone down the Chief rubbed his temples before grabbing the scotch on his desk. Throwing his head back, he again drained the glass before standing up and walking to the door. Moving to the balcolny he grabbed the railing and bellowed.

"HOPPS! WILDE! MY OFFICE NOW!"

An hour later after being yelled at by Bogo, a very happy looking fox and bunny walked down the stairs to the lobby. Grinning at each other, they exchanged playful shoves, each complimenting the other on their performances. Judy laughed, "The siren change was brilliant."

"Not as brilliant as finding a way for Fangmeyer to be stuck in court for a day over a 1mph speeding ticket." Judy took a deep bow. As they passed the receptionist desk, Nick called out to the portly cheetah. "Spots. Our keys please."

Ben squealed happily seeing his two favorite officers standing there so pleased with themselves. As he tossed them the keys to their specialty cruiser he could't stop himself from asking, "How did you guys get teamed back together?"

Judy and Nick looked at each other before turning back and smiling. Nick stood pointing the keys at Clawhauser while Judy stuck out her hip letting her ears flop down as they said in unison.

"It's called a hustle, sweetheart."

-Fin-

A/N: I know, I know. I'm going to be lynched for ending this story. The response has been overwhelming and I love you guys for it. This story was meant to be a foray into writing again and especially as a first time fanfiction. I never expected it to go this long and I'm rather pleased everyone has enjoyed it so much. The ending had always been planned like this but I'm glad I was able to expand some of the characters. I'm open to continuing at some point, maybe in a sequel, but my next planned story is one that will be far darker.