Legend here and I have brought the third chapter! Thank you guys for the reviews and the questions, I love receiving them, and I do read them all, the all mean a lot to me.
Sorry about the delay in posting, I have been having tech problems and had to rewrite large portions of the chapter.
And for my normal disclaimer; I Do Not own any part of Disney or any character included in this fanfic. All characters at property of Disney's Zootopia.
And once more, we delve into our emotions...
Judy's eyes opened slowly, the weight of the nights rest refusing to pass away. The room was lit in the early morning sun; the suns warm blaze gave warmth to the room. Ribbons of light shown through the window. The shades on the window were adorned with bunnies and carrots, but the contraption did little to absorb or repel the sunlight. The window through the blinds were covered with a thin layer of dew, the energetic night world outside was washed away with a graceful shower, giving way to peaceful morning hours.
Judy peeled her blankets away to get out of bed and start the day.
"No, Not yet. Just five more minutes?" Behind her laid a fox, Nick. Nick pulled Judy closer against his chest, wrapping his arms around her waist, squeezing her tighter.
"Oh you sly fox, where did you come from?" Judy turned around in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. In turn, he raised his head, and gave her a quick kiss." I've been here the entire time, whiskers!" An innocent look resembling that of a child was on his face.
"Fine, you sneak." Judy laid her head on his chest. His heart beat soothed her; Nick's soft fur was warm and welcoming. It reminded her of when she was young, lying with her parents and siblings. She loved him, and could always count on I'm to be there for her.
They laid together in each other's arms for what felt like an eternity, nothing mattered when they were together. Nobody could distract them from each other; they had all that they needed. A low rumbling could be heard in the distance, but Judy mistook it as Nick's stomach.
"Somebody getting hungry?" She inquired playfully. She loved to tease Nick, he ate different food than her and always had trouble eating whatever Judy had made. The problem wasn't Judy's cooking skills. She was a decent cook, but she cooked healthy food, which Nick didn't usually eat.
"Oh. Ya, but I'm fine. You don't need to make me anything." Judy smiled at his reply, kind and honest, trying his best not to hurt her feelings.
"I'll just put on some coffee." she kissed him as she rose. Coffee, a simple delicacy enjoyed by both her and Nick. Things were always happy when coffee was involved, and oddly enough, coffee was always there when they were happy.
The sweet smell of coffee flooded the room when Judy opened the shining bag, her nose twitched in excitement, the overpowering smell drawing Judy close to the bag, almost forcing her to taste the raw coffee.
Overcoming the tempting challenge, Judy poured in the coffee beans and the water into the coffee machine. As she pushed the button, Nick wrapped his arms around her. His head rested next to her head, on her sholder. His arms hung loosely around her, but they pulled him in against her body.
Nick had no shirt on, but like Judy, he had shorts on. Judy had a shirt on to accompany her shorts. Both articles of clothing were a light gray with no branding on them. She didn't remember much about last night, but the clothing made her feel like things didn't get too heated.
Looking around the room, Judy felt at ease. The apartment was always clean; it brought Judy a sense of joy. Her clothing was neatly hung or folded, nestled in the corner of the small closet that was by her apartment door. On the other side of the closet, adjacent to her closet door, sat a white door. The door was cracked open to allow visibility to the contents of the room. Judy's bathroom was scrubbed clean every Saturday, a weekly task which was grudgingly done. Towels were neatly folded and hung on the wall. Her towels were embroidered with little carrots, which were lined up perfectly along the edge of the towel. Judy took pride in her orderly fashion, something Nick would never understand.
Her desk was directly in front of her, next to the window. Files of reports for the Zootopia Police Station were stacked neatly on the corner of the desk, and her lamp was in the opposite corner. The window's light shown on the lamp majestically, lighting the shade to a point where it could shine. Her parents had sent her the wonderful lamp shade, it matched the shades on her window, both embellished with bunnies and carrots.
The apartment was a cheap one, the police department had chosen it for her and had payed for her first 6 months. She appreciated the kind gesture. The room had no carpet, just wood flooring, which needed a new layer of stain and sealant. Her walls came equipped with a layer of drywall, which was painted with a faint tan color. The coating of paint peeled in the corners of the room, and was cracked in the corners of the ceiling. The cracks snaked along the edges of the ceiling, connecting all the cracks together.
Life was beautiful; things were working out perfectly for Judy. Nothing could be missing, her dream had come true, and she had found the love of her life.
"So whiskers, "His voice snapping Judy back to reality, extracting her focus from the world, besetting it upon Nick, "What's the plan for today." The question sounded strange in her ears, his lips didn't match his words. Her face contorted into a questioning glance until realization of what he had said struck. "Oh, I just have to drop off those reports, and then I'm free for the rest of the day." She leaned into him in flirtatious way; his soft fur sent a chill down her back, only to be replaced with warmth in his arms.
"Judy? Hey Judy?" She looked around, trying to identify the the owner of the strange new voice.
"Judy, can I have the reports?" In front of her stood chef Bogo. His hand forward to her, his hands here clean and slightly wet. The moisture of water sat on his wrists as though he was rushed in drying his hands after using the utilities. The deep creases on his hands sat perfectly spaced, as though he had spent time perfecting them. He was angry, but the origin of his anger was unknown to her.
"Ya...ya, here you go chef. Sorry about that, I just got a little dizzy." The obvious lie unsettled her; it made her questions why she had lied. The true wasn't bad, just confusing, whatever the truth was. Deep down Judy didn't even know what the truth was, she just felt convicted, like she had committed a crime.
"Judy, are you ok?" Nick said, almost with a laugh. His voice shook her, it unnerved her. Seeing the effect of his question, Nick attempted to fix his wrong. "Hey whiskers, come here." She turned to Nick and embraced him. His body making her feel safe and secure. "What's going on? Are you alright?"
The passion and emotion in his voice went unnoticed. Judy's mind stuck on the words that drifted from his mouth almost effortlessly.
"What's going on?" Those words echoed endlessly in her mind. Her thoughts going void, only able to repeat those words. Something about those words shook her. They were important, like a missing puzzle peace, or the frustration from forgetting something, it drove her crazy. Her mind refusing to cooperate.
Grass brushed against her face, the warm earthy smell of soil filled her senses. The grass rose away from her as the sky came into view. It was warm and beautiful outside, few clouds could be seen in the deep blue sky. Blinding light of the sun warmed her fur as she was ripped away from its view. The ground once again met her face to face.
Laughter could be heard close by. The soft joyous chuckle of one truly enjoying themselves was unmistakable. Judy partook in the creation of the wonderful noise as she held on to the furry object in her arms.
Together they came to a halt at the bottom of the green slope, laughing In each other's embrace. Judy's thoughts and emotions were flooded with joy, she couldn't stop herself from laughing. The smooth voice next to her struggled to speak through his joyous laughter.
The two of them sat on the ground catching their breath. The afternoon sun surrounding them like a warm blanket. Nick rolled over, and looked into Judy's eyes. He reached down and caressed Judy's furry check as he kissed her. Her arms effortlessly moved around his neck.
Thunder boomed in the distance as a light rain began to fall. "Ugg!" Howled Nick "I guess it's time to head in." Nick picked Judy up in his arms as he ran to her apartment. The rain softly landing on their fur as he ran. Nick held Judy close to her body, He held her like a parent carrying their baby. The way he carried her allowed for little bounce to be noticed in his step.
By the time the two reached her apartment, the rain was thundering down. A slight draft blew through the room. The window whistled as the wind blew against the apartment. Cold air sat stagnant in the room as the two stood in front of the window, watching the rain. Judy wrapped her arm around Nick's side as he did the same to her. The soothing sound of rain setting a mood of peace and tranquility. Together they stood in silence. Judy pulled herself closer to Nick. His warm fur was addicting, drawing her in, consuming the cold of her body. Judy breathed a sigh of relief, the long day finally coming to a peaceful halt.
Suddenly, with a Thunderous boom, lighting struck the side of the apartment. The window shattered, sending glass into Judy's right arm and leg. Nick was blown back; shards of glass imbedded themselves in his right arm and leg, his front side held a dozen more shards. One shard flew past his face, shallowly cutting him as it went. Blood refused to run from the gash in his check. His fur outlined the pink cut; a thin line of white fat lined the base of the cut.
The wall to the outside world crumbled from the damage. Some debris was hurled into the room with the glass, the rest of it fall to the asphalt two stories below. Without the support from the wall, the floor gave way, cracks in the feeble wood webbed out and fell through the floor. Timbers and supports hung loose in the open air. Rain flooded into the room through the open wall.
Judy, stunned from the blast, struggled to gain comprehension of the situation. Her vision was blurred; her ears rang from the defining sound. The ground beneath her felt like water, refusing to support her. Through her dizziness, she located Nick. He laid against the dark wet wood of the desk, unconscious. Shards of glass sticking out of his arm. Judy crawled to her feet. The floor continued to crumble, separating the two lovers. Judy shuffled her way over to Nick, when the floor beneath her gave out. Her paws instantly shot up to grab some reminisce of hope. Her hand caught a rotten piece of wood that stuck out from the floor. The weak board cracked under her weight, struggling to hold her.
Tears flooded Judy's eyes; a sense of hopelessness ate into her heart and mind. Her paws were slick with water from the rain. It ran down her arm, her face soaked in tears and rain. Her mind couldn't process anything, each thought struggling to become comprehensible, and fell away into nothingness. Thoughts of hope and love fled her mind and were replaced with a familiar feeling of intense loss, aided by the consuming emptiness of loneliness. The wood in her paw bent further, weakening in the rain and Judy's weight. Her heart cracked as the board did the same. The brief feeling of weightlessness brought peace to Judy. Everything went silent, her mind stopped thinking, everything went luke warm. Nothing mattered. Everything was over. Judy froze in the moment, adoring the peace until Nick caught her. She swung in his paw, barely holding onto him.
Nicks arms screamed out in pain as he struggled to pull her up. He had reached out with his injured arm, the glass pieces dug deeper into his side as he laid on them. The cuts down his arm widened as he held Judy, glass cut his arm deeper, pouring rain soaked blood down his arm. Everything in his being told him to let her go. He screamed out in agony, his body refused to work with him. Thoughts of losing her, thoughts of love drew him forward. His compassion and concern overcame his body and forced him to pull her up. Muscles ripped in his arms as he slowly lifted her, his hold on her weakened as she got higher. As Judy placed her hand on the boards, they gave out. Together the fell through the floor, the world dissipated as the fell. Buildings and roads crumbled and faded away into darkness. Judy fell past where the road should have been, landing on her feet.
"Something was wrong, and she knew it"
A 9mm shell rolled on the asphalt, smoke rose from the warm shell. As the smoke rose, it refused to dissipate into the air around it. In watching the strange smoke, something caught her peripheral vison. Stealing her view from the smoke, she gazed at the object in her outstretched hands. The black painted steel of a standard 9mm police pistol dripped with rain water. The riveted handle sat smoothly in her hand as rain poured down her arm. The rain was warm on the cold night, it fell hard coating everything like a blanket, but the rain was inaudible. On the back of the handgun, the hammer was pulled back; ready to strike the firing pin. A bullet sat in front of the pin, set to fire another deadly shot at her adversary.
Her adversary, her target, her foe. Judy ripped her gaze from the oddly familiar weapon to the object in front of her. A fox stood before her, his paws outstretched toward her, shaking in fear.
Realization hit Judy like a bullet hitting a bullet proof vest. The breath was forced from her lungs in shear shock of the situation. She remembered all that had happened, all that she had done. She remembered his death.
Throwing her weapon down, she sprinted to Nicks arms. She buried her head in his chest, tears poured down her face. Her hear ripped apart in pain from losing Nick, aching for this to be real, begging him to stay real. Nick wrapped his arms around Judy, pulling her against his warm body, rubbing her back as she sobbed. He lowered his face to her forehead; her wet fur tickled his lips as he kissed her. Her heart beat pounded against his chest, his heart beat on the offbeat of hers. Judy struggled to breathe in while Nick moved his hands to her shoulders. He held her at arm's length way. His gaze met hers, her beautiful purple bled into his heart.
"Hey, Whiskers? What's going on, what are you doing?" His smooth soothing voice sounded empty and far away, but his face showed compassion and love.
Nick removed his arms from her shoulders and slowly walked backwards. The rain fell down heavily as he backed away. The world got colder, and darker. Everything around them dissipated and crumbled away until it was just them standing in the alleyway. Lightning stuck in the distance, but the thunder went unheard. Judy reached forward for Nick, her feet couldn't move, she was stuck in place. Her emotions fell apart, tears swelled up in her eyes. Her heart ached to hold Nick again, but gone was the love that was so sweet.
Lightning ripped through her body, its arks coiled around her. She screamed out in agony at the horrible torcher that had befallen her. Light flashed around her, the electricity consumed her. Her fur burned as it stood on end from the powerful charge flowing through her. Her heart burst to life from the jolt of energy.
Judy bolted up in the hospital bed, sucking air into her empty lungs. Her chest burned from the electric jolts that ran through her body. Her lungs ached as sweet air filled them, soothing the depleted cavity. The room around her was blue, with a tint of green lighting illuminating all that were in its rays. All around her stood doctors and nurses, each a different animal. Two polar bears held a defibrillator, a bunny read vital signs on a screen, and a jaguar stood close by with an oxygen mask.
Heavy footsteps sounded behind her, a massive weight was placed on her shoulder. Looking down, Judy saw the paw of a large animal. Fallowing the arm to the face, Judy was struck with fright. He was smiling at her; his face had nothing but complete joy in seeing her. Chef Bogo looked Judy straight in the eye. His eyes tore into her soul. It felt as though it ripped right through her, as thought it could see all her secrets, but that wasn't what scared her. What caused her fright were the tears in Chef Bogos eyes. He never cried, it was unnatural.
His soft words sent chills down her spine.
"Judy… We thought we lost you!"
Again, sorry about the delay. The next chapter will also be late. I had originally planned to combine the two chapters, but this one already quit large. I hope I joyed my writing, please leave a comment or a question. This chapter can be a little confusing. Thanks!