Vivian was utterly furious. "I am going to punch this STUPID. DENSE. WOX."

Vivian literally just sang heart out to Jack that pretty clearly showed her feelings for Jackson. And rather than ACCEPTING it decides to sing about how he's a poison and that she should leave him be if she really loved him. The second Jackson's song was over Vivian marched over to the stairs and crossed her arms.

Jackson soon noticed her and he immediately froze, his ears plastering to his head and his tail going between his legs. Apparently she looked as pissed as she felt. "Jackson, come here." Vivian said in a sickly sweet tone that spoke of punishment if he didn't listen.

So fearing the vixen's wrath Jackson descended the stairs and quickly approached her. Once he was in range Vivian quickly shot out her right paw and gripped his right ear and started pulling, heading in the direction of the elevator. "Come on, we need to talk. Now."

Jackson's only response to that was to repeatedly cry out. "Ow! Ear! Ear! Ear! Ear! Ear!"

As they passed through the crowd he noticed the laughter and looks of sympathy but he didn't have time to acknowledge them. He was too busy focusing on the pain in his ear and the very miffed vixen. Once the elevator arrived Vivian basically shoved him in and punched their floor number. The elevator moved quickly and the second the doors opened Vivian grabbed onto Jack's ear yet again.

"Fuck why the same ear!" Jack exclaimed as Vivian dragged him to her apartment door. Vivian released Jack's ear, unlocked her apartment, opened it, shoved him in, walked in, slammed the door shut, and then yelled. "Go sit on the couch!"

Jack moved quickly, practically leaping onto the couch in fear of more ear punishment. Vivian then stomped into the kitchen and grabbed a shot glass out of the cabinet. She then opened her freezer, pulled out a bottle of vodka, and poured a shot. Vivan saw in the corner of her eye Jack opening his mouth to say something and so she pointed at him and said, "nope shut your maw Jackson Hunter I'll be with you in a moment!"

Jack promptly shut his maw and Vivian downed the shot. Setting the glass down she then stomped back over to Jack and launched right into her tirade. "You absolutely dense idiot! How can a mammal be so smart and such a monumental idiot at the same damn time! You seem so convinced that you're not worth loving and that you don't know if you can even love! So convinced that you don't know if your feelings are real! Convinced you're no good for me, for Nick! So convinced your a bomb just waiting to go off! So convinced I'm afraid of the real you! Well here's the thing I'm convinced of! You're a deluded fucking fool!"

Vivian then took a deep breath and in a softer town continued. "From the DAY I met you, you've shown me NONE of this to be true. You're just in your head. Let me start by saying I am not afraid of you, and I never will be. I was scared in that moment because I had never felt that feeling coming off of you before, but after that I got used to it. Jack that feeling you give off, that aura, I can feel it now but here I'm standing completely unfazed. Second, the whole not sure if you can love thing is bullshit because you love my son like he was your own. You show him so much affection and on an instinctive level treat him like a tod would their own kit, and you've acted that way since the day you met him.

Third, the whole not sure if your emotions are real thing is the BIGGEST load of shit. Whenever you're not in your big dumb head to always have a smile on your face and I see your emotions absolutely swimming in your eyes. You are kind, funny, compassionate, generous, and so many wonderful things and none of it is faked. But it's when you get in your big dumb head all these dark thoughts come pouring out and you actually believe them which baffles me! Every single interaction you've had with my son and me have been genuine. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. You smile, you laugh, you have fun, you act like a goofball and a kit. You treat me and my son so well and it fills me with such a profound feeling of joy when you do."

It was at this point Jack was proved right about her alcohol tolerance as her words started to slur slightly. But he could still understand her as she continued. "Fourth, you are not a bomb, Jack. You show no mental signs of being unhinged and you know that. You KNOW that deep down you are not a danger to anyone who isn't a danger to you. Fifth, you think you can't be fixed? You've been fixing yourself! Every. Single. Mammal. That knew you before I met you have said you have changed DRASTICALLY. Sure! You slipped a bit this past month, and it ANNOYINGLY got you back into your head, into your dark and bullshit thoughts. But you bounced back! You dumped all of your alcohol again, and if you really wanted to you would have put your foot down at ANY point at the party tonight! But no! Instead you laughed, you danced, you socialized, you made friends, you entertained a crowd when you didn't even have to! You! Had! Fun! You didn't even think about it! You just had fun!

Vivian's slur got worse and she stumbled closer to Jack pointing a finger in his face. "And finally! You're convinced you're no good for me! Isn't that up for me to decide!? The vixen leads the relationship for foxes mr. Wox and guess what!? I say you're not just good for me! You're great! You changed my life! Changed my sons! You treat him like your own! You treat me so amazingly and the warmth I see in your smiles and your eyes as you're always so intently watching me! I've watched your jaw drop looking at me, like seeing me in this dress for the first time! And I've tricked you into showing your hand! You have shown me all of the signs of a tod saying she's mine to me! You didn't even notice your tail wrap around my ankles when you chased Vince off did you!? Your brain told you you can't love…but your heart told me not only can you love…it told me you love me. And guess what scruffy!"

Jackson just sat there in utter shock as Vivian crawled onto his lap and straddled his hips. Then placing her arms around his neck she drunkenly whispered in his ear, "I love you too."

Vivian Wilde then leaned back, looked at Jack's beautiful and shell shocked face, and then kissed him hard. She held the kiss for a solid few seconds, leaned back taking in his now even more shocked face, smiled at him warmly, caressed his cheek with a paw…and then promptly leaned past the right side of his head and vomited onto the floor passing out right after.

Jackson sat there for about 20 minutes with Vivian passed out in his lap just trying to process what just happened. Safe to say…he couldn't. His brain just kept playing back her confession of love and the kiss over and over. Shaking his head he decided he could try and process it later, the vomit was really starting to smell.

Jack picked Vivian up and placed her on the couch temporarily and stood looking at himself. Sure enough, a little bit got on the shoulder area of his vest and shirt so he stripped it off and tossed it on the floor. He then walked into the kitchen and grabbed the necessary cleaning supplies before returning to the living room and cleaning up the vomit. Once that was done he then cleaned the vomit off of Vivian's muzzle and then disposed of all of the trash.

Jack then returned to Vivian and picked her up bridal style carrying her into her bedroom and tucking her in. That done he then just stood there watching her sleeping form with a small smile for about five minutes before realizing that it was super creepy. Jack gave himself a full body shake and then exited Vivian's room, turning on the fan as he passed.

He then returned to the kitchen and filled up a glass of water, returning to Vivian's room and placing it on her nightstand. Next he raided her medicine cabinet, finding some extra strength migraine pills. Grabbing that he then placed it next to the water before returning to the kitchen once more.

He was going to put away the vodka, but paused. It was…calling to him…and he couldn't resist. Because Jack realized something as he poured a shot, he wasn't really an alcoholic. He was a stress drinker…and boy was he stressed. Jack proceeded to down 6 shots which was quite successful in shutting down Jack's functions. Vivian's vodka he discovered as he looked at the bottle drunkenly, was twice as strong as the vodka he drank. "She's got good taste..Even the label is in Russian."

Jack put the bottle back in the freezer having killed a quarter of it and stumbled towards the door. Without a doubt this was the drunkest he'd ever been, one more drink and he figured he'd blackout. Reaching the apartment door he unlocked it and opened it preparing to walk out and head to his own apartment.

But instead he froze at the threshold. He really really wanted to sleep. His body was craving it. So Jack took a step back and shut Vivian's apartment door, locking it. He was tempted to lay on the couch and go to sleep, but his drunken brain finally listened to his heart. So instead Jack turned off all the lights, and made his way into Vivian's bedroom.

Jack went to the other side of the bed, undid the covers, and crawled in, sticking close to his edge to maintain a respectable distance. He then turned his back to her and closed his eyes, certain he wouldn't move any closer and he'd wake up before her…Naturally it was a deluded thought.

*10AM, Vivian*

Vivan awoke to a feeling of pure warmth, pain, and then panic. The pain came from the splitting hangover headache that told her. "Ugh I drank way to much…and why am I so warm?...wait who the fuck is spooning me right now!?"

Vivian was about to start squirming and freaking out but she noticed two things. Firstly she still had the dress on from last night meaning no sexy times happened. Secondly, her nose registered a familiar scent of a cedar forest in the breeze. Stalling her freak out Vivian felt the right arm that was wrapped around her and sure enough, "claw scars…this is Jack! Jack is spooning me!"

It was a deep spoon too. Jack's right arm was hugging her waist keeping her against his body, their legs were wrapped up together, Jack's tail was draped over both their legs, and his head was resting atop hers as he still deeply slept. Suffice to say Vivian couldn't move unless she tried to wake Jack up, and right now she didn't want to. If anything, she wanted to go back to sleep because her head felt like someone took a jackhammer to it.

So not wanting to ruin the moment Vivian just closed her eyes, snuggled in as much as she could, and drifted back to sleep.

*12PM, Vivian*

Vivian was awoken two hours later by her bladder protesting. Letting out a sigh from being disturbed and a groan from the still present migraine she took in her predicament. Jack was still spooning her, not having shifted at all in the last two hours. So that meant Vivian would have to wake him up to free herself.

So not wanting to waste time Vivian reached up with her right paw and started scratch Jack under his chin eliciting a deep purr from him. "Hey, Jack." Vivian said softly. No response. "Jacksooonnn" she sang. Still nothing. "Jack." She said a little louder. A huff was all she got.

"Jack if you don't let me go I'm going to pee on the both of us." Vivian said in a normal tone. That got him, sort of. Jack let out a "mrpmh" and released her from his furry appendages rolling over to face the opposite direction while still asleep. Either way it was a win so Vivian got up and quickly went to the bathroom and took care of businesses.

Once her business was done she exited the bathroom and returned to her bedroom. She then walked over to her nightstand and took the medicine Jack no doubt laid out for her and drank the water he also placed. When that was done Vivian tried to remember how she got here. "Okay so I remember dragging Jackson back here to finally call him an idiot…taking that shot of the vodka Skye gave me…which is probably why things get splotchy when I started chewing him out…"

It then came to her. "Oh my gods I told him I loved him and then I kissed him! On the mouth! Then I'm pretty sure I vomited and passed out! I'm such an idiot!"

Vivian then looked down at the sleeping form of Jack under her covers in her made and she reconsidered. "Or maybe not? I did tell him I knew he loved me, and truthfully I was only like 86% sure that I was right…but here he is in my bed. He could have left, but instead he put me to bed and crawled in himself. I'm pretty sure that counts as an affirmative that he really does. But I still need to hear him say it…just for my sake."

Thoughts sorted, Vivian decided she should ditch the dress and take a shower. Not even worried about Jack waking up, Vivian stripped all the way down where she stood. The naughty part of her brain hoped Jack would wake up but the rational part knew he was dead to the world currently. Once stripped Vivian picked up the clothes and threw them in her pamper, noticing Jack's vest and shirt in there with some vomit on it. "Whoops, guess I threw up on him too. Way to ruin a potentially romantic moment Viv."

Vivian shook her head at that thought and then made her way towards the shower.

*30 minutes later, Jack*

Jack awoke feeling refreshed with only a minor headache. Stretching out he could tell Vivian wasn't in the bed. "Damn! I guess I was wrong about being able to wake up before her…but she mustn't of had a problem with it since she let me keep sleeping…but then again she did tell me she loved me…and drunk or not she wasn't lying."

Jack then sat up in the bed and caught a draw dropping and arousing sight. Vivian was bent over, ass facing him showing off some green laced panties as she pulled up a pair of leggings. Safe to say that was DEFINITELY burned into his mind. Jack averted his gaze quickly before he worked up a pant and he felt like a creep.

Unfortunately, when he averted his gaze apparently he shifted enough for Vivian to turn around right as she pulled her leggings up all the way. He then promptly heard Vivian let out a gasp of shock and he immediately assumed it was because she caught him. Jack cringed at that and looked at her to apologize and found that him being a creep wasn't the cause of the gasp.

Because as he looked at Vivian he saw that she had both paws on her mouth and tears pricking at her eyes…and she was staring at his now uncovered chest. Jack looked down and remembered that last night he had gone to bed shirtless. So Vivian for the first time got to see the massive myriad of scars all across his entire front.

Realizing that Vivian was seeing the scars of his life caused Jack to have a nearly instant panic attack. His scars felt like they were lit on fire and he almost immediately began hyperventilating. His mind threw him directly into one of his nightmares and his eyes glassed over as he stood and tried to stumble into the bathroom in an attempt to go through it alone.

*Vivian*

Vivian had been in the process of getting dressed when she sensed Jack wake up. "Well at least his not in a coma this time. It would have been hard to explain to my little Nicky…although he'd be ecstatic about it."

Vivian then registered Jack sitting up in her head and heard his breath hitch. It probably had something to do with her in the middle of pulling up her leggings and her ass was facing him which caused her to grin. "Enjoying the view?"

Vivian turned to say it aloud but the moment she turned around her paws flew to her mouth as she let out a gasp of shock. Tears then began immediately pricking at her eyes in grief and pity for what she saw, Jack's bare chest. There was a massive jagged bite mark on his right shoulder almost hitting his neck and his chest and stomach were covered in a large myriad of stab wounds, gunshot wounds, slash wounds, and claw marks. There was even some fresh wounds, a cut along his left collar bone ending above his left nipple, a stab wound on the left side of his stomach, and a gash horizontally along his entire abdomen.

All of these wounds he definitely didn't receive on his tour..they were old. "What horrors did The Fox put you through!?"

Vivian didn't get to dwell on what the mammal that raised Jack did to him because Jack started to have a PTSD attack. Jack shot up from her bed hyperventilating and started stumbling towards the bathroom as Vivian cried out, "Jack! Jack you're okay!"

Vivian was about to take off after him but her stepped faltered when she saw his back. It was in worse shape than his chest and there was yet another fresh wound going up the entire length of his spine. But what caused the tears she was holding to escape was the dozen or so lash marks set in between his shoulder blades.

Now actively crying Vivian caught up to Jack wrapping her paws around his back as he made it inside his bathroom and started to collapse. Vivian assisted Jack to the ground as best she could as his body started almost violently shivering. Once he was on the ground Vivian released him and jumped over him ending up by his head. Vivian then scrambled to the ground and grabbed Jack's head dragging it onto her lap.

Vivian then took in a sucking breath trying to regain her own composure but utterly failed when she saw the tears leaking out of Jack's glasses over eyes. So instead she decided to focus on Jack hugging his head, petting him, and whispering sweet nothings into his ear.