Disclaimer: let's not waste anymore time, I own nothing so let's continue and see where the psychological journey takes us with Furrball, Fifi, and Hamton, enjoy!

Chapter 16

Nicus eventually opened his eyes and to his surprise he was in front of Lid and Mestic.

"What happened?" he asked, he looked at his surroundings and recognized the alley they were all in.

"You were hurt pretty badly," Lid pointed out, she looked worried, the wound on his chest was proof of that, "it looks like…that Furrball took one from you."

"We thought you were a goner," Mestic stepped up with a sincere look in his eyes, "you were startin' to lose some blood and…well, we just couldn't lose you."

Nicus slowly nodded and coughed as he struggled to get up, "yeah…" he winced at the after-pain he was receiving in-between struggles.

"You should rest," Lid warned him, "you just lost a life."

"I'm good, I'm alive again ain't I?"

"Yeah but still, that number Furrball did to you looked brutal, take it easy."

He wasn't listening, Nicus got up and started to leave but Mestic stood in front of him, they glared at each other for one of them to move.

"You heard her," he said, "she's not lettin' you out until you're fully recovered."

"And what makes you think YOU can stop me?" the grey cat got in his face, "I bet you can't even stop Furrball himself."

"At least I didn't lose a life from him!"

"You…!"

"That's enough!" Lid yelled, "the last thing we need right now is for you two to start fighting again," she looked back at Nicus, "I know we haven't been on the same page lately but we need to stand together if we're gonna' face Furrball!"

She then looked at Mestic, "whatever's going on between us all will have to be put aside, we have worse problems to worry about right now, we need all the ammunition we can get!"

Mestic sighed, "you're right, this has to stop…for now," the fedora-wearing blue cat held out a paw, "truce?"

Nicus looked at him and then towards his paw, he was ready to smack it away but Lid saw the second-guessing in his face.

"If I meant anything to you Nicus, then you'd do it."

This was it, his turning point. Whatever he chose in this very instant would defy everyone's outlook on him. There was no way he could go back from it and reconsider. If Nicus shook Mestic's paw then that would mean he's accepting that Lid is with him. Lid, the cat he's always loved, Nicus would never forget her and would have an even harder time getting over her. This little truce wasn't going to win her back but would he take the chance to find out that maybe someday she would see him in a new light and give him the chance he's been wanting for years? It was a long-shot but still, it was something to consider.

Nicus let his guard down and reached forward to shake Mestic's hand. Lid saw it and her hopes went up a little, knowing that they were all going to be safe from the chaos that has been bestowed upon them.

But in a split second, Nicus slipped his paw away from Mestic and with it he quickly swerved it across the blue cat's neck. A thin red line of blood started to surface and he gasped for breath while gripping his own neck. The grey cat watched as Mestic collapsed and struggled to keep that life intact but even Lid herself couldn't prevent that from happening.

"What the fuck, Nicus?!" she screamed as she comforted Mestic, "what is wrong with you?!"

"You said if you meant anythin' to me then I'd consent to da' truce, but truth is, you're less than vermin to me now!" the grey cat started to walk away, "this is what happens when you roll wit' us!" he yelled back at them, "you chose the life of an Alley Cat an' you will learn how to live like one!"

"How could you do this to him?! He was calling a truce!"

"He took you away from me, that truce can never be called!" Nicus turned back around, "when he wakes up, he'll only have three lives, enjoy whatever time ya' have left cuz' as far as I'm concerned, we're done!"

After shedding a few tears while Mestic closed his eyes, Lid shuddered, "I hope Furrball gets you first," she whispered to Nicus harshly, "if there's any alley cat who deserves to bite a bullet, it's you!"

"I have eight lives left, you have five and he's got three, we'll see who goes down first, but just between us, you two won't get your happily ever after endin' here!"

And with that he left and didn't look back. Nicus had no regrets nor did he second-guess his actions. He did what he thought was right for him, and if Lid couldn't accept that then it was her loss. Lid just sat on the ground with Mestic's temporary-lifeless corpse on her lap while she caressed it, patiently waiting for his revival…and the fact that she would most-likely outlive him.

…

Lious woke up in an alley in front of a standing Feral, those cold eyes locked on him. Shaking his head and clearing his vision, the alley they were in looked like one of the few that wasn't far from where the cats spent the night. He struggled to get up until he felt his wound in pain. The big orange cat winced and held it together as Feral flinched to help his boss out.

"Thanks Feral," he thanked the big cat, Lious also noticed that aside from a few scratches taken to the face, Feral was fine.

"Did you escape him?"

Feral nodded in response.

"So…that cat in black…is Furrball?"

He nodded again.

"He…took a life…from me?!"

Feral sighed, he didn't need to nod for this question, even though Lious knew the answer, they didn't detail it.

"But you escaped so you're okay?"

Feral nodded again.

"How strong is he?"

Feral just scoffed and waved a sarcastic paw, indicating that Furrball wasn't much of a hassle, for him anyway.

"Okay then, that's good," Lious nodded, "well, the impor'nt thing is that you're good, ya' still alive."

The two cats nodded in agreement until Lious quickly unsheathed his claws and rammed them through Feral's body. The big cat's eyes widened as he gripped his boss' paw stuck in him. Lious pushed in a little more just for good measure, "sorry big boy," he soothed his voice, "but I'm the boss, and I just can't allow any of my soldiers to have more lives than me."

Feral started to weaken up and his body was becoming a temporary carcass, as soon as he started to go limp Lious dug out his claws and retracted them. He saw Feral starting to close his eyes, "I like ya' Feral," he sighed, "but it's jus' best for the gang, nothin' personal."

Feral was defeated, he had passed on but only for his next life to come intact with him in a while later.

"I'll make it up to you, I swear it," Lious kneeled down beside him, "when we get Furrball, you can hav'im…all to ya'self!"

Something caught the corner of Liois' eye, he turned to the side to see none other than Nicus looking back at him and Feral's corpse.

"You just…" Nicus didn't look too surprised but the fact that he had witnessed it happen made no difference.

"You…saw…nothin'!" Lious snapped, "I had to do it, we run this gang an' I couldn't let'im have all nine of his lives intact while we's stuck at eight!"

Nicus just looked at him and walked closer to him, "dah, I'd be a hypocrite if I snitched on ya' Lious," he showed him his claws of blood from the example he made out of Mestic.

"Mestic huh?" Lious chuckled, "I always knew he'd get t'ya one way'r'anotha', an Lid, ooh that one!"

"Yeah, haha, women, right?"

The two cats chuckled until Lious put his paws on Nicus' shoulders, "remember Nicus," he hissed, "we got Furrball before, we can do it again."

"Gotcha' boss, what's the plan?"

Lious immediately responded by quickly unsheathing his claws from his other paw and ramming them through the grey cat's body. Just like Feral, Nicus' eyes widened and gripped Lious' paw.

"Why?" he winced at him.

"I told you that this lovey-dovey bull wuz' gonna' make us look soft, no wonder Furrball's been offin' us left'n'right!"

"But…but-"

"Lid and Mestic've made you weak, look at you, jealous over another cat cuz' he's got ya' girl?! How pathetic! We have no room for romance in this gang, barely kept it together wit' those two, wut' makes ya' think we've got room for a love triangle?!"

The grey cat collapsed and his little derby hat fell off, "I just-I-"

"When ya' wake up, ya' can blame dis' one on dem', if it wasn't for Lid n' Mestic then you wouldn't've lost two lives tonight."

His body started feeling weak, he became limp and with a few seconds left, Lious said his last words to him before he lost his second life that night, "I told ya' to do your job n' ya' did jus' that, I'll reward ya', the lovebirds…are all yours!"

And just like that, Nicus was down to seven lives overall. Feral managed to lose one so he was down to eight as well as Lious while Mestic lost one making him the only Alley Cat remaining with the least amount of lives, three. Lious was not pleased with this night, not only were two members of his own gang attempting to plot against him but they overall were also losing focus. So much so that he had to take two of their lives on his own, worse, his main problem was still in progress and its image wasn't leaving his head.

"Furrball…" he growled.

…

Furrball and his crow managed to crawl through the vents and find a safe spot to drop in. The hallways were filled with nurses but his paws landed him quietly and unnoticed. He quickly ran to corners to blend in with shadows but the lighting was becoming a problem. Luckily he found a plant big enough to cover himself, unfortunately, Eric wasn't with him! The black-clad cat looked around and didn't see him anywhere, if the crow started flying all over the hospital then that would-

Eric appeared and started flying all over the hospital causing patients, doctors and nurses to run amok. Papers were thrown, people started screaming and others started laughing, it was the perfect distraction for Furrball to make a clean getaway. The second he knew it, Furrball gunned it down the hall and exited until he could get to another location.

"Looks like I'm on my own," he said to himself, "Eric will get away, I just need to survive on my own for now."

In a matter of minutes, he came across an empty section of the hospital where many rooms were dark and just as empty. Not far from him was a big cart, he ran up to it and just as his ironic luck would have it, he saw surgeon uniforms! Envisioning Eric's whereabouts, Furrball now had a better chance to get around.

…

"Come on! PUSH!"

"OOHHHH! I'm gonna' KILL YOU Buster Bunny!"

"Right now I believe you COULD, Babsy!"

The Bunnies were in the emergency room with a prepared doctor and Babs was already in labor. The constant screaming coming from the both of them, it was hard for Buster to take the pain in his ears as well as his whole body! He held Babs' hand the whole way but once she went in labor, she grabbed his whole body and started squeezing the life out of him! Outside were Bugs, Lola, Rodney and the rest of Babs' family hearing everything and waiting for it all to end.

Plucky and Shirley followed the ambulance since the Loon wanted to be there for the birth while Plucky wanted to be there for the hope of being the kids' godfather. The shooting was still talked about on the way there but the pink bunny's birth became much more important to keep thought. As they all heard her scream, some even laughed about it.

"She probably won't even want to have kids again," Mrs. Bunny laughed.

"Oh, the boy's gonna' have a hard time with that one," Rodney joined in, "but he handled it like a man, a rabbit as young as him could've just left at anytime."

"That's right," Lola pointed out, "most boys, especially ones his age, wouldn't even think about fatherhood, just the mere sound of the word can send them runnin' for the hills."

"Rod," Bugs put a hand on both Rodney and his wife's shoulders from in between, "I know Buster won't let da' kid down, not how I did."

"Aww, c'mon Bugs, don't say that, you did the best you could, you still supported him and Honey even before she passed on."

Just then, a new rabbit appeared in the emergency room, a tall green bunny with a sports jacket.

"Lenny, you made it!" exclaimed Rodney.

"Hey, uncle Rod!" the two hugged, "did my lil' cousin deliver yet?"

"WHEN THIS KID GETS OUT, WE WILL SLEEP IN SEPARATE BEDS!"

Lenny's question was just answered in the form of Babs' screaming as they all laughed again.

"Oh I almost forgot, I brought someone who really wanted to see Babs."

He called out a name and in came a petite female bunny with violet purple fur and blond hair.

"Like, Binky? Is that you?" Shirley was surprised to see her.

"Hi guys!" the purple bunny girl ran over to her first and hugged her, "it's been too long! How are you?"

Shirley returned the embrace, "oh like, just waiting for the baby to come, we've all been good, how about you?"

Binky let go, "well, you guys already know about me and Lenny, we've been up to date on Babs and Buster."

"IF THIS KID WON'T COME OUT ON HIS OWN, THEN I'M SENDING YOU IN THERE TO GET HIM, BUSTER!"

"I can tell we're gonna be here for a while," Binky joked.

"So what brings you here at this hour?" Rodney asked them.

"We were runnin' late to the shower," Lenny explained, "and once we got there, there was a crime scene, I was worried so I asked the owner Dizzy what happened and apparently there was a shooting?"

Everyone nodded, "it's like, pretty hard to explain," Shirley pointed out.

"Well the devil didn't go into too much detail on it but when I asked him about you guys, he told me that Babs started screaming and were brought to the hospital, figured it was, you know, the time."

"Well you're here now so that counts even more, besides, there was barely a baby shower to begin with."

"Yeah, what did happen actually?"

…

Hamton drove towards Acme Hospital and walked right in. He was directed to the Bunnies' section and was even allowed to enter despite not being a part of the immediate family. Since Plucky and Shirley entered with the fact that they were celebrities, Hamton was allowed since the family knew him personally and requested that any and all friends and family were allowed to see them under confirmation.

How the pig wished he would've brought Fifi with him but given their current situation...

"No," he said to himself, "can't think like that, I'll work on May later, I need to see some hope and be around some…friends."

Hamton then entered the hallway and proceeded to head towards the Bunnie's hospital room.

…

"You're almost done, keep pushing!"

The doctor ordered Babs to continue as the newborn bunny was about to arrive to the world. The pink rabbit was sweating bowling balls of sweat that she was getting too exhausted to continue, but despite the pain she literally pushed herself to go on and Buster stood by her side, no matter if he wanted to or not.

"Almost there, the baby's crowning!"

"C'mon Babsy, you can do this!"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Babs gave one final push and in a split second she and Buster heard crying. Her grip on her husband's body started to loosen, they looked up to see the doctor with her eyes lit up and holding a baby-blue bunny.

"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Bunny," she exclaimed, "it's a boy!"

The newborn was held in her arms and cried out loud, the sweet sound that only new parents can enjoy. Babs cupped her hands to her mouth as her eyes started to get teary, "he's…beautiful," her voice quivered, the pink bunny held out her hands and the doctor handed over her new son, "hey kid…I'm your new mom, hi!"

Babs looked directly at the baby rabbit's eyes, he looked back and his crying started to calm down a little, "I'm gonna' be the coolest mom ever," she told him, "all of your friends are gonna' say you have the coolest mom with how I'm gonna' rasie you, you're gonna be so popular, cool, good-looking, and so smart, just like your parents." Babs started to caress the newborn's ears, "you look so much like your father," she sighed, "he-he, pocket-size Buster." The baby seemed to have smiled at that remark, "speaking of your father, where is he?"

At that exact moment, a gloved hand stretched out and grabbed onto the hospital bed Babs was on. Buster struggled as he pulled himself up to come face-to-face with his wife and newborn son. He gasped at the mere sight of him and held out his hands to hold him. Buster couldn't say anything, he was speechless, all he could do was take in the look of his son and the fact that he was his father now. He reached over to the kid's forehead and kissed him.

"What will you name him?" the doctor asked.

"Barry," Babs answered, Buster looked back and glared at her, "I'm kidding!"

"That's not funny, Babs."

"Oh come on Blue-Bun, I can't help myself, but seriously, what're we gonna' name him?"

…

Fifi managed to make her way to Elmyra's abandoned house, it still scared her knowing that the pet cemetery was right behind it. Being there late at night made it even worse, now the whole place looked like the setting of a slasher film. But knowing that Furrball could be inside made her feel safe, there only one monster she could point out at this moment and she had just left him behind. Ironically there were more monsters lurking around, Lious and his Alley Cat gang probably survived Furrball's wrath since the officers found no one else inside the club, it would be a while before Dizzy would let anyone in there again.

Once the skunkette entered the house, a big and tall shadowy figure saw her go in and crept closer to the house.

…

To be continued…

A/N: I honestly can't think of a good name to give to Babs and Buster's newborn boy so I'm letting YOU GUYS decide for me. Send me a few names if you can and I'll decide which one would be the best one to give him. I'll be sure to give credit to whomever sent the best name, I really appreciate it, thank you. Thanks for reading everyone, as always be sure to review as well as stay tuned for next week's update! I know this chapter was a little all over the place since we went from cat's 'getting it' to the birth of Babs and Buster's son, but I've been sick for most of this week and I didn't start this until mid-week. The beginning was promised but the rest was just to build up more plot. Next chapter will have Furrball and his crow in more action because, well, it's his story, doesn't he need a little more time to shine? Lol but yeah, all in due time. I won't disappoint so I'll see you all next week!