Chief Bogo's office was the second to the left when you head up the stairs to the second floor. The room wasn't very comfortable to sit in either. After the night howler case was completed, the Chief thought it would be a splendid idea to move and add furniture in his office. It was a lot more serious and darker than what it originally was when Judy first joined the ZPD. The curtains were nearly always drawn and the red-wood furniture had been swapped out for slick, polished black wood, as well as the addition of a white love-seat that sat right next to the door when you enter. The book shelves on the other hand, that held many, many case files, stayed in place. Little did the rest of the mammals at the department know, Bogo kept a stash of Gazelle merchandise in one of the draws in his new desk, as well as a hidden poster that he kept in in the underside of the coffee table near the love seat.

Of course Judy and Nick didn't know this as they waited patiently for the Chief to return to his office. Arriving at a time that he was fetching some Snarlbucks coffee, Officer Clawhauser had let them in to "get comfortable" … although that was unlikely to happen. Judy had always felt like a stranger in the room; now more than ever. Despite only being in the office a small amount of times during her life in the ZPD, she felt even smaller with all the new furniture. Nick felt the same way, but he liked the new look… some-what. He figured a patterned wallpaper would look nicer, considering the current walls were a plain old dark-grey.

In through the door, after a few minutes, came the buffalo himself. He took a few moments to settle himself and place his coffee down before sitting on a large, black wheelie-chair.

"Officer Hopps." Bogo began, making the bunny jump a little. "It's good to see you back up and hopping."

"Thank you, Sir." Judy replied, a small smile on her face.

"Now, getting to business." Nick shifted uncomfortably in his chair. He never really liked meetings with the chief, especially because he was just so damn intimidating. "Officer Wilde here has already had a discussion with me. He told me all about the call and the situation that unfolded, but I need your point of view as well. It will help us piece together who these mammals are and bring them down. We don't want hostile, armed criminals running about the city."

"Yes, Sir." The bunny exchanged a nervous glance with Nick, before building up the courage to explain her view of the incident. "I can't remember the time exactly-" She explained. "But Officer Clawhauser contacted our unit on the traffic-patrol car. Officer Wilde responded and we ran by foot to the unfolding crime. Upon arriving, he examined the suspects from afar, coming to the conclusion that they were unarmed. We made our way inside where we then branched off. I took a left to head up the stairs to the apartment of Mrs Woolton. When reaching the top of the stairs, Officer Wilde confronted me and told me to watch out. Within seconds I was jumped by a large wolf, who then proceeded to hit me in the back of the head with some kind of object, efficiently knocking me out cold."

"Was the wolf accompanied?" The chief questioned.

"Yes, Sir. Two weasels."

"And did you get a good look at this wolf?" Judy looked down at the floor, screwing up her face and rummaging through her memories for a face to face visual on her attacker.

"I-I think so?" She muttered softly. "It had a black fur base with white ear tips… a scar running from the top of its right eye to the bottom of its left eye."

"That narrows the field of suspects down. Thank you, Officer Hopps. We'll keep that on record, if you don't mind."

"Not at all."

Nick, who was only listening to half the conversation, glanced down at Judy's belt which had been put on in a rush to get to the Chief's office. Some of the buckles on compartments were loose…and something wasn't right. Nestled inside the bunny's gun-holster was a small piece of paper.

"Carrots…" The fox whispered. "What's in your holster?"

"Huh?" Judy glanced down, taking her paw and pulling out the piece of paper. It wasn't really a full sheet. More of a ripped corner off a piece of paper. "Did you put that there?" She asked, looking up at Nick who put his hands up in defence.

"No? Why would I?"

"What does it say?" The Chief questioned, becoming a little impatient. The bunny quickly lifted the paper to her eyes, reading out a message that was scribbled on it with black ink.

"We will rise. Prey… beware?!" She looked up at Bogo. "The wolf must have slipped it into my gear after he knocked me unconscious!"

"Are you sure, Carrots?"

"Of course I'm sure! You think I would play a joke like this?"

"N-no." Nick looked away in embarrassment. Why would he even question that?

Judy stared at the note, contemplating to herself. Why would they slip the note to her? Was that even planned? "We will rise" seems a little vague to be stating directly who is rising… unless it's only two groups against each other…

"Predators."

"I'm sorry?" Bogo frowned in confused.

"Over nine months ago, Officer Wilde and I cracked a case where Assistant Mayor Bellweather was caught red-handed trying to pit prey against predators."

"I know the one. Your point is, Hopps?"

"What if we're getting targeted? What if, because of that incident, there's a group of mammals who are annoyed with us for foiling Bellweather's plan? Like… followers!"

"That seems plausible." Nick added on. "We have no idea how many mammals were part of Bellweather's scheme. Even so, it's also possible a group of predators are trying to copy-cat what she was doing, but this time they're making sure that the predators get on top."

"Sir," Judy looked to the chief. "You said yourself that ninety-percent of Zootopia's population are prey. Since the Night Howler case, prey have still been hesitant to trust predators again, despite the news coverage that it was all a set up. During the time between the press conference and the case closing, relationships were torn, mammals were fired. Heck, some were even forced to move out of their homes due to fear of the prey around them. These predators might be trying to get back at us-" She paused. "No… back at me." Chief Bogo sat up straighter in his chair, Nick staring at the bunny in disbelief. She was right.

"What do you mean "back at" you?" Bogo asked.

"I-… I was the one who started it all." The bunny confessed. "The press conference. I said what I thought was right, not what was actually around me. I was short sighted and only had one eye open to the situation. That event was broadcasted all over Zootopia! Stereotypes were brought around again and fear was wider spread than what it should have been. A lot of predators' lives were put on pause and ruined because of me. A simple prey." Judy looked up at her partner with regret in her eyes. Memories from the press conference flowed back to her. It was the time when her one true friend left her, because of her idiocy and naive attitude.

Bogo stood up from his chair, the pair of officers staring back at him as his shadow seemingly loomed over their smaller bodies.

"You both bring good points to my attention." He stated, taking a sip of his coffee. "Which is why I am now considering suspension with pay for each of you." Judy's jaw dropped.

"What." She muttered blankly. The chief noticed this, raising his empty hoof in the air to indicate silence.

"I'm only considering it, Officer Hopps. Only if more evidence suggesting that you two are being targeted surfaces, will I suspend you. Seeing as these are only assumptions for now, there is no need for me to take such precautions." He took another large gulp of the coffee. "Besides, there's no use in taking two of my best officers out of the field if this merely a harmless joke or scare tactic."

Looking back on the last chapter, it was kinda a filler, but it is used to build character too. You'll see only a few of those chapters in this story, hopefully. If not for building character, but for down times in the action where back story and less action is occurring.