ONE MONTH LATER:

"We, the members of the jury, find the defendant, Judy Hopps," one the jurors stood up an declared to the court room. "Not guilty, by means of coercion." There was a collective sigh of relief from the spectators in the court room and many started to break out in applause.

Judy, by far, was the most relieved. Finally, things could go back to normal. She turned to her attorney and shook his hand before sitting back down in her chair. Luckily, it wasn't a difficult case as there was a mountain of evidence that supported Judy's duress claim. Judging by the applause coming from those in attendance, most people believed her. It was so relieving to have the official ruling on the case.

Judy only had seconds to relax before members of the ZPD and her family rushed over to congratulate her. It was a little overwhelming. Nick, as per usual, didn't join in the fray, but waited on the outskirts for the crowd to disperse. He walked up to Judy with his paw outstretched.

"Good job, Carrots," he said, but Judy wouldn't let him get off with just a handshake. She lundged forward and wrapped the fox in a hug, taking him by surprise.

"Thank you," she said.

"So emotional," Nick replied as they separated. He ran his hand along his belt. "Just checking to see if you left me another note," He added with a laugh.

The next day, Judy walked into the precinct and took a seat on the bench near the door. Today would be a normal day; the first normal day in a long time. She didn't have to hide. She didn't have to lie. She could finally do her job.

She only sat there for several seconds before Nick walked through the front door, wearing his trademark aviator sunglasses and a large cup of coffee in his left hand. He removed the glasses as he walked over to where Judy was sitting.

"The old bench still comfortable?" he asked in a joking tone.

"It's a little stiffer than I remember," Judy answered back in the same tone. Nick sat down next to her.

"It's good to have you back, Judy," he said. "Policing's been a bit boring on my own. It's more fun to have someone to talk to."

"You're telling me," Judy countered. "The only person I've talked to for the past month was my lawyer. He wasn't exactly the most interesting person in the world."

"Hey, it's time for roll call," Nick said, gesturing toward the clock on the wall as he stood.

Judy stood as well and the pair headed toward the bullpen. The morning announcements were nothing special aside from Bogo welcoming Judy back to the job. Continuing from there, the Chief assigned Nick and Judy were assigned to traffic duty. While Judy had almost hoped for something more exciting, she couldn't argue with an easy day back.

She drove the police cruiser to their first assigned patrol site and parked along the side of the road in a position that would be difficult to spot from oncoming traffic. Nick fired up the radar and started repeating the speeds of cars as they passed.

"46..."

"43..."

"What do you think Bellwether is up to?" Judy interrupted.

"45... Why do you ask?" Nick replied. Judy sighed.

"I don't know," she answered. "It's just a question I've had ever since that whole thing started."

"44... If you want my honest opinion, Carrots," Nick said. "We haven't seen the last of that sheep. 43... She's up to something, and knowing her, it's not good." He reached up to adjust a setting on the radar.

"But what?" Judy reiterated. "She's capable of anything, and that's what's so concerning."

"And we," Nick said with sarcastic bravodo, "Brave members of the ZPD are more than capable of stopping whatever it is she's up to. 42... Relax, Carrots, this is our job."

"I just hope we can stop her before she can hurt anyone else," Judy sighed. With everything she had gone through in the past month. It wasn't a fate she would wish on her worst enemy, even Bellwether.

Still, Nick's reassurances did not seem calm Judy's nerves much and she couldn't seem to calm her brain down while she just sat the with nothing to do. Bellwether's words wouldn't leave her alone. What would be the fun in spilling everything now? That's what she had said. Bellwether had plans and no one had heard a thing about her since then. She had been able to work on her plan uninterrupted.

Her phone suddenly buzzed in her pocket. Judy fumbled a bit as she reached into her pocket an retrieved the phone. She pulled it out and saw that she had retrieved a text message from and unknown number. She opened it and read the short message.

"Nick, you need to see this."