Chapter 5
A/N: Okay, we are getting into my favorite part of the novel, the building up of Judy's emotions! I also want to apologize for the late upload as I am busy in high school at the moment. But school won't stop me from building up this story! (Okay, unless if I am ill.) Also on a side note, almost 2,000 freaking views! I hope you enjoy the latest addition to 'Mr. and Mrs.'!
At the Zootopia General Hospital in the western side of the city, faint sounds of ambulances and medic vehicles were heard all around the area. It was a blindingly white place to be in and it was kept really clean. No drop of blood or vomit was seen at all. The whirring of machine and smell of strong disinfectant filled the atmosphere. It made the animals feel nauseous, especially Judy.
Judy was in a waiting room of some sort, sitting down on a perfectly sized seat as she kicked her feet around anxiously. That sight of what happened just five hours was seared into her mind. The way she opened her eyes after her life flashed before her eyes, and seeing that a certain hero took a bullet for her right in the chest. That was having some mixed emotions go across her mind. That face that he gave her as he collapsed helplessly to the ground made her feel very grateful that he was by her side, but feeling guilty at the same time. Why did she let this happen to him? Hell, she wished that she could have let Nick stay and talk to Finnick, but what situation would that put her in? The bullet that hit Nick would be in her chest, or even in her head because of her size. And no-one would hear her scream in agony and call for help. She would have been rabbit on a hot plate, served with pepper.
Judy has been waiting around the waiting room for so long now, her eyes, still bloodshot from the amount of crying she has been doing, began to feel heavy. And not just like only to ten gram weights hanging off her eyelashes, it felt like a barbel was attached instead. She was tired. Not just because she was generally tired, but tired of hearing the same excuse coming from the GP that she kept on asking "How's Nick Wilde?" or "is he going to die?"
The short answer that the GP gave her, in a stubborn voice was a; "He'll be fine." Just one more time that sentence was said, Judy was going to go hopping mad and start to bounce off the walls, so she just decided to leave it at that.
She looked around the quiet waiting room for a while, before she focused her attention on a coffee machine that was a few feet away from her.
"Hmm, maybe just one wouldn't hurt a lot..." Judy said to herself.
She picked herself up, still shaking with anticipation and shuffled her feet towards the whirring machine. She looked at the options as she murmured to herself back the choices. "Espresso... latte... or..." She suddenly lit up only a little bit. "Oh... organic carrot tea... that's what them kamchatka bears drink...". She dropped a few coins into the slot and then the machine started to whirr louder making Judy stand back a bit. Startled, she came back to her senses and waited. A minute later, a piping hot cup of delicious smelling carrot tea was presented to her. She picked it up and went back to her seat and started to sip it.
For starters, it made her feel a teensy bit better than she was a minute ago. She downed the rest of it down when it was only a fraction full. Judy licked her lips in satisfaction and beamed.
"Wow! That was actually..." said Judy as she started to slur. "Really good..." she manages to let out before she yawned and started to lay down on the chair, putting her legs up. She then put her arm under her head as she rested it on her arm. Turns out that tea was one of those types that is supposed to help you and make you sleepy. Her eyes started to shut about halfway and then looked onwards to the door that led to the operation rooms, where... Nick was, being hopefully saved by the people that she relies on.
"Hope you are okay... Nicky," she said smiling as she shut the rest of her gem purple eyes and then started to snore. Loudly, but cute at the same time.
Judy was suddenly in a house with wood grain floors and green walls as her eyes creaked open. She then finds out that she was sleeping on a settee in a quiet living room. Something then hit her pink nose as it twitched in the air. "Hello sleepyhead." said a voice. "Hungry?"
She knew that voice from anywhere. Calm, soothing and sarcastic at the same time. Judy turned in the direction of the voice. Her eyes widened as she saw a Nick Wilde wearing a chequered apron on with a type line on it screaming 'Kiss the cook'. He set an apple pie on the glass coffee table in front of her. As he did, he sat himself down next to the bunny. They both looked into each others eyes, especially Judy's.
"Well..." said Nick, half lidded. "How about my payment?"
Judy didn't know what he was talking about, and then, she suddenly realised. They were a couple. Her heart started to thump erratically, so erratic that she thought that it was trying to break out of her chest. She then closed her eyes, leaned in to kiss Nick's cheek, when all of a sudden, she heard a noise.
"Judith Hopps!" boomed a voice.
Judy then sat up immediately as she looked around her. She was back in the waiting room of the hospital. Coming back to reality, she then frowned because her sleep got interrupted. Or more likely, she was ticked off from the fact that her dream got interrupted. She then had an epiphany. She has feelings for Nick. The very fox that she thought was a low life from the start. If she didn't have feelings for Nick, the why the hell did she just have that dream?
"Judith Hopps!" said the voice again. Knowing that this was the same sentence from her dream, she looked up to see the doctor in front of Judy, overshadowing her.
"You feeling okay?" asked the koala doctor.
"Fine... just fine" replied Judy.
"Well, just to let you know, that the operation on Mr. Wilde was a success. We never thought that he would survive in these circumstances. We thought it was the protective material of his uniform or it could be something else." explained the doctor.
Judy's eyes lit up as her mood began to be positive once again. She smiled. There's the Judy Hopps we know! "Really!?" she said surprised "Can I see him?"
"Well... you can," said the doctor "But due to Mr. Wilde's current state, we ask you not to wake him up and let him get some rest. He will be very tender across his chest aswell, so we advise you not to touch that part of his body if you are going to make physical contact with each other."
"Oh, thank you!" squealed Judy. "So... where is he?"
"Oh, I will lead you to his room." said the doctor escorting Judy through the seemingly endless rows of doors in the recovery department until the doctor came to a stop in front of a door.
"Okay, this is it." said the doctor "Room 042. Oh, and also, just a friendly reminder, visiting hours are almost up. We will require you to be out of his room in an hour."
"Okay then." Judy replied. The doctor pushed the door open as Judy nodded at him to say thank you. As the door closed, she turned towards the hospital bed. It was too tall so she grabbed a stool from the corner of the room, took it to the side of the bed and hopped onto it. She glanced upon a sleeping Nick, his arms by his sides then she saw the blood stained bandage on his exposed chest.
Judy sighed and put her paw on Nick's paw, connecting them. "Thank you Nicky. I will never forget this." she said as she leaned over Nick's head and kissed his forehead gently. She then sat back on her stool and looked upon him, still holding his paw. She could hear his slowly beating heart that made her feel pain in her heart too. The pain of love.
A/N: Hooray! Nick has miraculously survived! But can his emotions survive? Stay tuned for Chapter 6 coming out this weekend or next week! Once again, thanks for the growing and existing support I have from you amazing people! ALSO, I am looking for a volunteer for a new cover design for the novel, so if you are interesting, PM a link to the image and I will see if it is good to go! Cheers! :-D -RetractedEmotions