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\nout here to the boonies as well.\" He left the door open, turning and going back to his kitchen. \"Come on \nin you two, can fill me in on how exactly you found me.\"\n\nNick had done his best to make sure he wouldn't be found, even now expecting that anyone would have \ngiven up the search for a missing Fox. But it wasn't the first time he'd been surprised by things in his life, \nhe doubted it would be the last either with all things considered. \n\nSeeing the wolf and tiger brought back a new fear to his mind, of Judy the bunny he adored beyond reason \nand what he had done to her. He had even done well enough that Judy up to that point, and Mr.Big hadn't \nbeen able to find him. The only two creatures that knew he was alive at the very least, was his mother and \nhis dear friend Finnick but both of which didn't have a location for him. \n\n\n___________________________________________________________________________________________\n\nThe small sheep slammed down the phone, huffing as she shuffled away from it and to the security guard \nnearby. \"I'm finished and ready to go back to my cell\". She said quite coldly, eyeing the tiger with \ndisinterest in her eyes. Bellwether was motioned through the gate like door, followed closely by the larger \nPredator as he guided her back to her cell. \n\nIt was no secret that she was disliked by every predator within prison, the guards themselves were not the \nproblem. She had made an enemy out of every predator from the moment they found out that she, a sheep \nhad been master minding a plan that could jeopardize their very lives, or even the lives of loved ones and \nfriends on the outside. It hadn't helped that a good portion of prey did not agree with her, or her methods \nof hurting predators.\n\nThe good side to what she had done, at least in her own eyes came about with sympathizers to what she'd \nbeen attempting. Having grown contacts on the outside, with the help of Doug continuing the operation \nmore discreetly than before. The downfall to her plan, came with what she had heard from her recent call \nout, that good side of things came crashing down quickly. \n\n\"Get in your cell...\" The guard nudging her back into the cell. \n\nShaken from her thoughts as she felt the nudge, she stepped forwards and past the cell door. Brushing out \nthe orange jumpsuit, she turned to glare back as the tiger turned and went back to do his checks. Moving \nto sit on her bunk, her mind wandering back to the phone call she'd just had. - Bellwether... wool face! \nWonderful to hear from you, seeing how you messed up the plans before, as your backers... we have \nfound you to be less than desirable for your abilities. - \n\nSitting on the small cot like bed, she knew what the words meant with every bit of weight they carried. \nEven if the one on the other end of the phone sounded cheery saying then, she had a new dread wash over \nher. \"Oh, Mutton chops... they're going to come for me. I need to fix this somehow...\" Left to her \nthoughts despite the other inmates' banter from their own cells, she began to think and to process what \nshe would need to do. The plan she was forming though was taking shape quickly enough, not only for \nrevenge as she'd have to get that fox and bunny out of the picture first. \n\nShe spent much of the evening planning, working out details for what she needed to get done while stuck \nwhere she was. The next day when allowed out for access to the library, yard and other facilities, she \nwould make way to place another phone call. The same guard from the day before, a large tiger of which \nshe never cared to know had led her to the phone. Her call would quick, and to the point as she dialed out, \nher call going to muzzle-mail as expected. \"Ensure that the two packages are delivered on time, I'm \nexpecting fresh Blueberries.\" \n\nWith her call completed she hung up the phone and turned back to the guard, she put on the fakest smile \nshe could and looking at him. \"I'd like to go back to the library please.\" She noted the odd look on the \nguards' face, but he shrugged before opening the gated door and leading her back out and towards the \nlibrary as requested. \n\n___________________________________________________________________________________________\nDoug came back from the lab to find he had a message, the flashing light on the simple desk phone \nflashing lightly. He knew the only one who would have left a message could be, after all Bellwether was \nthe only one who had the number and even it was unlisted. Picking up the receiver and tapping in the \nphones number, he'd tap the pound key and another four digits to dial into the muzzle-mail. \n\n- Ensure that the two packages are delivered on time, I'm expecting fresh Blueberries.-\n\nIt was a simple message but one that he understood, though Doug still wasn't entirely sure why she chose \nto refer to the fox and bunny as blueberries, he had a goal for the time being until the time he'd receive \nanother call. \"She expects us to mess with those two again, the new serum isn't even fully ready yet...\"\n\nHe wasn't entirely happy about the news, but would do as told for the ewe he loved and to get back at the \nZPD for how things ended up. He needed to get Woolter and Jesse up to speed again, lucky enough that \nthey could get out of jail quick enough. He would set the receiver down to only pick it up and make \nanother few calls, one to the lab he'd managed to set up and continue his own work with the \nMidnicampum Holicithias. His serum refinement had continued, even after the original lab had been \ndestroyed, that was a blessing and a curse to the whole operation though. \n\nThe next day Dawn Bellwether waiting in line for her lunch as she had any other day in prison, shuffling \nalong as her mind continued to work on the new plan. She would bump into a bison just in front of \nherself, letting off a soft oof in the process. \"Excuse you, keep the line moving please. Let's maintain \nsome sort of efficiency.\" \n\nThat same bison would let out a low grunt, glancing down and behind himself at the small sheep. A dark \ngrin crossing his muzzle, he turned more towards her. \"Yer that pred hater, aint-cha... chu gone back up \nthem words? \" Reaching a large cloven hooved paw down to ruffle the wool atop her head, he'd turn from \nher to grab his tray chuckling as he went. \n\nEyeing the beast as he turned to her, Dawn noticed a scar across the bisons' head. Her eyes studied him as \nshe didn't pay any mind to his words, if anything she wondered if he'd do well as hired muscle once she \nwas out of prison. Stepping forward when he turned away, taking her own tray as she eyed the pitiful \nlooking meal as they called it. She'd pick up a spoon as she tested the schlop, sighing noticeably to the \nkitchen staff. \"I doubt it would break the budget, to get some real greens here\" She did remember the \nbudgets for most of the programs that had been set up in the city, but she had little information to go on \nwith the new Mayor that had replaced her and what he was up to.\n\nPassing by the other inmates, she made her way through the cafeteria and to a smaller prey table. Only \nseeing it as that since only the smaller prey made use of it, keeping themselves separated from the larger \npredators. As she crossed the clean white tile floor, stopping at the mostly empty table to sit. The bull \ngreen coloring of which might have reminded some, that grass and things of the like were not in their \nfutures. \"Can't keep my health up if I don't eat I suppose.\" Picking up a spoonful of the brownish orange \ncolored food, she glanced around but seemed to ignored for all purposes. She'd take a bite with a soft \ngrimace to her face, the slightly bitter aftertaste caught her off guard even as she'd swallowed though it \ndawned on her \"Oh mutton-\"The tingle along her throat told her all she needed to know, her body \ngrowing numb quickly. \n\n\n___________________________________________________________________________________________\n\nThe Zootopia News Network came on the air, the familiar news Anchors a Snow leopard and a Caribou \non the air. \"Breaking news, former mayor Dawn Bellwether. Mastermind behind the Night Howler \nattacks, was pronounced dead in prison today. Autopsy reports have yet to be released, a statement though \nfrom the prison Warden Byerson did state that no one else was harmed during the incident. We will have \nmore tonight at 9.\" The ZPD was on notice due to the incident, their own investigators taking part to find \nout what really happened. \n\nBack at the ZPD they had plenty on their plates to worry about already, that evening there had been an \nattack on two of their officers. Both of which were in the hospital and both were in a tough spot \nthemselves, there was no telling exactly what happened but the Chief knew they had to be connected \nsomehow. It was far too much of a coincidence that bellwether was simply found dead in prison, but \nbecause of the connection between her as well as Hopps and Wilde the ZBI was getting deeply involved. \n\nThe Chubby cheetah sat behind the main desk, watching as equipment was brought into the ZPD. They \nwere taking over the entire Precinct at the moment, there had to be something big going on that they \nalready had information on. Benjamin had to guess it was due in part, to the news of Bellwether's death at \nthe very least. But his thoughts kept drifting back to Judy and Nick, both in the hospital but he wasn't \nallowed to visit either of them yet. \"Ohh! Maybe I'll get some more time off.\" He perked up at the \npossibility, he'd be able to at the very least try and visit Judy and Nick. \n\n\"Officer... Clawhauser is it? \"A voice carrying over the desk to the cheetah officer, a very feminine voice \nthat he'd never been familiar with called out. The one peering toward the edge of the desk as the cheetah \nlooked back, had a stern look on her dark furred features despite her pink nose twitching a little. \n\nThe gasp from the cheetah though drew a heavy sigh from her lips, green eyes shutting a moment as she \nraised a paw. \" Shhh.. please don't, I don't want to hear the C-word...\" The black furred bunny seemed to \nrelax a bit when Clawhauser calmed down quickly enough, her ears had a bit of white at the tips alone, \nand her tail was just a bit larger than some normal bunnies, her paws were brought up to adjust her grey \nsuit before continuing. \n\n\"I am agent Winters, Olivia Winters... I'd like all the original case files for the Night Howler case, as \nwell as the files on the Officers that handled the original case and anyone else involved with it. Please see \nthat it's delivered to our temporary office down the hall, also... I appreciate your refrain from calling me \ncute.\" \n\nTurning from the cheetah who stood there in slightly stunned silence, she headed past the main desk and \nthrough the precinct. Getting her fair share of looks from the other officers, even Clawhauser himself \nstepping around to watch her walk away. \n\n\nIt had been two weeks since the ZBI had set up shop at the precinct, and for the most part operations \ncontinued as normal. Clawhauser had managed to get permission to visit both Judy and Nick, he wanted \nto let them know about Bellwether if they hadn't heard yet, and catch them both up on the current \ninvestigation. \"Ohh I know, I should pick up some donuts for them!\" just the thought of stopping by his \nfavorite donut shop put him in a good mood, even more that he'd be able to share the delectable treats \nwith his friends.\n\n\"Ah... Clawhauser, just the mammal I wanted to see.\" That calm feminine voice called out, the more \nfamiliar bunny making her way from the ZBI's makeshift office. Today it seemed she was wearing what \ncould be the only outfit she had, a simple grey suit that didn't really do much for her. \"I heard you were \ngoing to see Office Hopps and Wilde today, I'd like to ask you not to tell them about the investigation. \nThey are part of it after all, and I'd prefer no possible leaks or conflicts of interest into our work for the \ntime being.\" \n\nShe smiled at the chubby Cheetah, though her smile always threw him off a bit for a bunny. She had \npredator teeth, but everything about her otherwise was bunny. From her long ears tipped in snowy white, \nto her larger than usual but still entirely bunny tail, it had a white backside to its fur and even her paws \ndid not have pads like any other bunnies. \"Ah.. a..alright then\"\n\nStepping up behind him just after the agent had turned and made her way back to the work room, Bogo \nplaced a large hoven hand on Benjamins shoulder. \"Ah really think she has a point, but I would also like \nyou to keep any information about Office Hopps and Wilde from either of them. They don't need any \nadditional worries until they're healed up, while I don't mind you letting each of them know they are \nalright. I'd recommend Hopps first.\" The chief held out a box of donuts as well, offering it to Clawhauser \nas a gift to take with him before turning and making his way to his office.\n\nClawhauser was standing there slightly stunned a moment, looking at the box of donuts that had been left \nin his care. His eyes going first to Agent Winters, then to Chief Bogo climbing the stairs. \"But... there.. \nfamily...\" Clawhauser huffed out dejectedly, making his way out of Precinct 1 to hail a cab his thoughts \nconflicted though.\n\nThe bumpy cab ride didn't help the cheetahs' thoughts, he wanted to let them both know everything that \nhad been going on. Barely knowing anything himself, aside from the night of their accident and that Nick \nhad gone savage. He had arrived at the hospital, heading inside and to the reception to find out where \nJudy was first.\n \n____________________________________________________________________________________________\nBack at Precinct 1 the investigation was well under way, agent winters had been looking over toxicology \nreports from Bellwethers autopsy. \"She was definitely killed by poison, fast acting and not something \neasily found within Zootopia.\" Taking out her paw-phone and dialing out to the main ZBI's office, \nwaiting until the agent on the other line picked up. \"Agent Savage... this is Agent Winters... I understand \nyou're busy. No.. I really don't care what it was you were doing. Can we.... But... No I need you to \ncheck into a toxin for me... yes I'm serious. I'm in Zootopia, do you not pay attention to anything that \ngoes on around the office... Just.. email me back... \" \n\nHanging up the phone as she let out a low groan, dropping her head face down on her desk. There was a \nsoft low thump a few times, as she'd lift her head and drop it again on the smooth surface. Her long ears \nlaying out along the desk and almost seeming to peel up from it, each rise of her head tugging them so. \n\"That rabbit, is so damn infuriating sometimes...\" Picking up the next file, she pawed through it slowly \nreading about the original Night Howler incident. \n\nHer ears dropped as she read the reports, every little detail about what had happened. That despite it all \nthe only thing that didn't make sense, was why the hell Bellwether had been targeted while in prison, and \nwho had the resources to pull it off. She still had to assume that Officers Hopps and Wilde were into \nsomething deep, deeper even then she originally had imagined after their attack. \"There has to be another \nplayer, but why wait until Bellwether was already sentenced and in prison. And why would they go after \nZPD Officers...\" speaking out loud to herself, as another ZBI agent came into the room. The larger Dingo \ncocking his head to the side somewhat, as he'd give a loud chuckle watching agent Winters.\n\n\"Finally going mental there Winters? Been at this for too long maybe?\" Agent Duluth crossed the room to \nwhere she sat, picking up one of the files she was looking over. \"I'm not sure why care so much about \nthis, it's an open an open an shut case. Easy to see the revenge hit on the two officers, and as for the \ninmate mustah been luck o the draw.\"\n\n\"It was not luck of the draw, while I'll give you the possibility of it merely being revenge on Officer \nHopps and Wilde. I doubt it's merely that, did you even look at the toxicology for Officer Wilde?\" \nPicking up a folder she slid it in front of agent Duluth, letting him open it himself as she watched him \nbegin reading. \"Unlike their original Night Howler incident, the breakdown of whatever Officer Wilde \nwas dosed with this time is... about a hundred times more potent, and mixed with something else to help \nmake it harder to cure. Heck I've been by the hospital, it's been weeks and he hasn't shown any sign of \never being... SANE again!\"\n\n The dingo let out a sigh, but picked up the file and read it. Dropping it after a few moments and looking \nat his partner on this assignment, his eyes wandering to the board behind her and the different connections \nshe'd been making. \"listen... Winters, I get it. There's a connection, I see what you're getting at. But how \ndoes it still play to us, the ZBI of all organizations. It's a local problem... I'm sure the ZPD is more than \ncapable of handling their own mammals.\"\n\nHer head hit the desk once more, harder this time with an exaggerated groan. \"Please.. please.. PLEASE \ncatch yourself up, read the files and work I've already done. I need you to trust me on this, have I ever \nbeen wrong before about these things? I just know there is someone else in the game\" Rolling her head to \nthe side, she looked at him with green eyes that were tired. She'd be 29 in a few months, but she felt like \nshe was going to turn 60 at any second from frustration alone. \n\n\n[center]: Month 8 :[/center]\n\nJudy had been driving around for over a week, trying to find Finnick wherever he might have been. She \neven stopped by Mr.Big's manor, wondering if any of his man had seen or heard from Nick or Finnick. \nBut she was left disheartened when they couldn't tell her, offering a glimmer of hope when they offered \nto at least have Fru Fru contact her if they did hear anything. It had to come as pure luck though, when \nshe came across Finnicks' van parked outside of a bar.\" Ah HAH! Found him!\"\nHer Ear's held high as her amethyst eyes searched the area, she left the cruiser parked and bounded over \nto the van. Raising a paw to knock on the doors, she stepped back waiting for the doors to swing open and \nlet her eyes see the gruff sounding fennec. But no answer came as she knocked a second time \"Finnick! \nIt's me Judy, are you there? I want to ask you about Nick.\" Her ears listening even as not a sound came \nfrom the van, what those sensitive appendages did catch was laughter. The unmistakable laugher of the \nsmall fox coming from the bar, and the same laughter that elicited a groan from the already worried \nbunny as she made her way over and into the bar. \n\nOnce inside the Sahara Oasis as the name shown, she let her eyes adjust to the darker interior of the \nestablishment, as well the smokier scent that it seemed to hold with its ever present haze. Looking around \nafter she could see again, she walked further inside as her eyes wandered. Larger grizzly bears, a couple \nof bison, a red fox all caught her eyes. Her heart skipping a beat seeing the red fox, but sinking when he \nwas far darker than her fox, as well as the hazel eyes and few missing teeth and far more haggard fur. She \npadded in further to find Finnick, nursing a beer that looked larger just because he held it. \"Finnick! I \nfound you, thank goodness...\"\n\nHis eyes focused quickly when he heard his name, focusing on the voice that had called it and the bunny \nit belonged to. \"Well Well Well, Hopps what brings you to my neck of the woods?\" a hustlers grin on his \nmuzzle as he greeted the bunny.\n\n\"Well I need you to tell me where Nick is, you have to know where he is you're like his best friend.\" \nClimbing into the nook that Finnick had been sitting in, she eyed him carefully watching every little \ntwitch he might make. She'd gotten used to Nick and his hustling he tried to pull from time to time, she \nhad to admit he was good at it, but she wasn't looking to be the one hustled. \"Please Finnick, I'm \nworried... this isn't like him, no one at the ZPD knows where he went. He's labeled as a missing \nmammal, but I know he's alive but where did he go?\" \n\nWatching the bunny beg him so about the whereabouts of her partner, he'd take another draw of his beer \nbefore speaking. \"I dunno Hopps. Haven't heard from him in months, some friend he is for just cutting \nme off. But if you do see him, tell him he owes me a pint for leaving me hanging.\" It broke Finnick's \nheart to hustle the bunny, he knew she was a good mammal as well as one of the best cops. Heck one of \nthe only ones he'd ever consider a friend, but he'd made a promise to Nick the night he vanished and he \nhad to honor that. \n\nHer heart sank the moment he told her, he hadn't heard from Nick in that long either. She practically \nbroke down right in the bar, her paws balling into fists as her eyes filled with tears. Those usually perky \nears sank, and the world seemed to crash in on her all at once. \"F..innick, wh..what if he's really hurt, h..\" \nher breathing becoming broken as she cried, her tears staining her cheeks so completely as she pulled her \nears down over her face. \"H..he needs to kn..now it wasn't hi.. his fault, I.. I don't blame him for w...hat \nhap, hap, happened..\" \n\nThe small fennec sat frozen, eyes wide as he watched the usually perky bunny suddenly break. Watched \nas her body seemed to shrink and the usual glow she had about her vanished, it was like the life had just \npacked up and ran. He didn't know what to do, how to comfort her even as he mentally cussed Nick out \nenough to make a sailor blush. He did catch some of the other animals looking their way, himself \nreaching a paw out to pat her on the shoulder. \"Aww come on, whatever is going on can't be that bad. I'll \nbet he knows that whatever is going on, that you don't blame him.\" \n\nSitting in that booth, he could have sworn time slowed to a crawl. Even as Judy very slowly got a hold of \nher emotions once more, all while still crying but Finnick did the only other thing he could think of to \nhelp. He ordered her a beer of her own, thanking the bar keep as he set the glass before her. \"Hopps.. \ncome on have a drink, it'll help you relax. I tell ya, if I hear from Nick you're the first mammal I tell.\" His \nmind still drifting back to cursing his former Hustling partner, causing Hopps to cry when he knew how \nmuch they cared for one another. \n\nThe night played on as she broke down, drinking the beer that Finnick had got for her. It had helped even \nas she ended up buzzed good and well, enough so that Finnick had to use her paw-phone to contact \nsomeone to pick her up. Flicking through her contacts, he stopped and looked at Nicks name in her phone \nas it seemed fitting oddly enough. Dumb Fox with a little heart by his name, he made a visible face before \nfinding Clawhausers number. \n\nHis phone had been ringing for a minute as the cheetah raced from the shower to grab it, towel half \nwrapped around himself and seeing Judy's name on the screen. \"Ben here.. everything alright Judy?\" he \nasked quickly enough since it was going on nine pm, but his ears weren't greeted to her voice but one \nmuch deeper. \n\n\"Ah.. Clawhauser, the cheetah from the ZPD.. this is Hopps friend Finnick, do you think you could... \ncome pick her up, she'd out here at the Sahara Oasis bar in Sahara Square. I think she needs a good friend \nto take her back to her place, and I'm not exactly... the best escort for that mission.\" Finnick listened to \nClawhauser as he said he'd be there within half an hour, his eyes drifting back to Judy as she had her head \nlaying on the table and was mumbling something about tranqs and giving Nick one hell of a ear full.\n\n[center]: Month 10 :[/center]\n\nZPD Headquarters had become a dual-purpose facility in recent months, the ZBI having made more use \nof the crime lab on site. As well more agents were working the new leads that seemed to be popping up, \nthere was now a heavy rumor of a new Night Howler serum. One more potent and dangerous than the \noriginal, and still even more than the one used on Officer Wilde who was still Missing. And a few \npossible leads on who might have had bellwether killed, but just enough that the ZBI chose to continue \ntheir investigation so long after the original incidents. \n\nSitting at her own desk, typing away on reports that needed to be filed. Judy still looked broken, and \nwithout a partner she was stuck handling parking duty, and doing desk work until she either got a new \npartner, or hers was found. Both of which if brought up, only seemed to make the once positive bunny, \nlook as though a funeral were happening. \"Officer Wolfard, do you have any new information about the \npurse thief from the other day?\" her eyes looking to the Wolf sitting a few desks over.\n\n\"Ahh oh, let me see... I think I have the original file here!\" Rummaging through a stack of papers, crime \nwas seemingly in a peak season lately, though all smaller crimes which kept a few of the officers busy. \nWolfard though had just been working on paperwork from the recent arrests he'd made, but in the recent \nweeks he'd gotten to know the ZPD's famous rabbit officer more. Being stuck at his desk so often, when \nshe herself was always at her's helped in that sense, and his pack instincts had him wanting to cheer her \nup, not that he was any good at it. \n\nSlipping from her desk, she padded over to him to collect the file. Turning to go back to her desk once \nmore \"Thank you Wolfard, I appreciate it\" was the simple and concise response she'd given him, offering \na soft smile though her ears remained droopy. Her paws flipping through the file, eyes scanning the pages \nas she read through it. Soon enough back to typing in information once more.\n\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Chapter 3 : What are friends for? :


He stood there in the doorway, green eyes looking at the wolf and tiger standing before himself. "It's still
ironic that you are a wolf, and your name is Wolfard you know." Leaning to the side to look past the Grey
wolf, he'd eye the larger tiger just behind him. "Hey there Fangmeyer I see you were dragged all the way
out here to the boonies as well." He left the door open, turning and going back to his kitchen. "Come on
in you two, can fill me in on how exactly you found me."

Nick had done his best to make sure he wouldn't be found, even now expecting that anyone would have
given up the search for a missing Fox. But it wasn't the first time he'd been surprised by things in his life,
he doubted it would be the last either with all things considered.

Seeing the wolf and tiger brought back a new fear to his mind, of Judy the bunny he adored beyond reason
and what he had done to her. He had even done well enough that Judy up to that point, and Mr.Big hadn't
been able to find him. The only two creatures that knew he was alive at the very least, was his mother and
his dear friend Finnick but both of which didn't have a location for him.


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The small sheep slammed down the phone, huffing as she shuffled away from it and to the security guard
nearby. "I'm finished and ready to go back to my cell". She said quite coldly, eyeing the tiger with
disinterest in her eyes. Bellwether was motioned through the gate like door, followed closely by the larger
Predator as he guided her back to her cell.

It was no secret that she was disliked by every predator within prison, the guards themselves were not the
problem. She had made an enemy out of every predator from the moment they found out that she, a sheep
had been master minding a plan that could jeopardize their very lives, or even the lives of loved ones and
friends on the outside. It hadn't helped that a good portion of prey did not agree with her, or her methods
of hurting predators.

The good side to what she had done, at least in her own eyes came about with sympathizers to what she'd
been attempting. Having grown contacts on the outside, with the help of Doug continuing the operation
more discreetly than before. The downfall to her plan, came with what she had heard from her recent call
out, that good side of things came crashing down quickly.

"Get in your cell..." The guard nudging her back into the cell.

Shaken from her thoughts as she felt the nudge, she stepped forwards and past the cell door. Brushing out
the orange jumpsuit, she turned to glare back as the tiger turned and went back to do his checks. Moving
to sit on her bunk, her mind wandering back to the phone call she'd just had. - Bellwether... wool face!
Wonderful to hear from you, seeing how you messed up the plans before, as your backers... we have
found you to be less than desirable for your abilities. -

Sitting on the small cot like bed, she knew what the words meant with every bit of weight they carried.
Even if the one on the other end of the phone sounded cheery saying then, she had a new dread wash over
her. "Oh, Mutton chops... they're going to come for me. I need to fix this somehow..." Left to her
thoughts despite the other inmates' banter from their own cells, she began to think and to process what
she would need to do. The plan she was forming though was taking shape quickly enough, not only for
revenge as she'd have to get that fox and bunny out of the picture first.

She spent much of the evening planning, working out details for what she needed to get done while stuck
where she was. The next day when allowed out for access to the library, yard and other facilities, she
would make way to place another phone call. The same guard from the day before, a large tiger of which
she never cared to know had led her to the phone. Her call would quick, and to the point as she dialed out,
her call going to muzzle-mail as expected. "Ensure that the two packages are delivered on time, I'm
expecting fresh Blueberries."

With her call completed she hung up the phone and turned back to the guard, she put on the fakest smile
she could and looking at him. "I'd like to go back to the library please." She noted the odd look on the
guards' face, but he shrugged before opening the gated door and leading her back out and towards the
library as requested.

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Doug came back from the lab to find he had a message, the flashing light on the simple desk phone
flashing lightly. He knew the only one who would have left a message could be, after all Bellwether was
the only one who had the number and even it was unlisted. Picking up the receiver and tapping in the
phones number, he'd tap the pound key and another four digits to dial into the muzzle-mail.

- Ensure that the two packages are delivered on time, I'm expecting fresh Blueberries.-

It was a simple message but one that he understood, though Doug still wasn't entirely sure why she chose
to refer to the fox and bunny as blueberries, he had a goal for the time being until the time he'd receive
another call. "She expects us to mess with those two again, the new serum isn't even fully ready yet..."

He wasn't entirely happy about the news, but would do as told for the ewe he loved and to get back at the
ZPD for how things ended up. He needed to get Woolter and Jesse up to speed again, lucky enough that
they could get out of jail quick enough. He would set the receiver down to only pick it up and make
another few calls, one to the lab he'd managed to set up and continue his own work with the
Midnicampum Holicithias. His serum refinement had continued, even after the original lab had been
destroyed, that was a blessing and a curse to the whole operation though.

The next day Dawn Bellwether waiting in line for her lunch as she had any other day in prison, shuffling
along as her mind continued to work on the new plan. She would bump into a bison just in front of
herself, letting off a soft oof in the process. "Excuse you, keep the line moving please. Let's maintain
some sort of efficiency."

That same bison would let out a low grunt, glancing down and behind himself at the small sheep. A dark
grin crossing his muzzle, he turned more towards her. "Yer that pred hater, aint-cha... chu gone back up
them words? " Reaching a large cloven hooved paw down to ruffle the wool atop her head, he'd turn from
her to grab his tray chuckling as he went.

Eyeing the beast as he turned to her, Dawn noticed a scar across the bisons' head. Her eyes studied him as
she didn't pay any mind to his words, if anything she wondered if he'd do well as hired muscle once she
was out of prison. Stepping forward when he turned away, taking her own tray as she eyed the pitiful
looking meal as they called it. She'd pick up a spoon as she tested the schlop, sighing noticeably to the
kitchen staff. "I doubt it would break the budget, to get some real greens here" She did remember the
budgets for most of the programs that had been set up in the city, but she had little information to go on
with the new Mayor that had replaced her and what he was up to.

Passing by the other inmates, she made her way through the cafeteria and to a smaller prey table. Only
seeing it as that since only the smaller prey made use of it, keeping themselves separated from the larger
predators. As she crossed the clean white tile floor, stopping at the mostly empty table to sit. The bull
green coloring of which might have reminded some, that grass and things of the like were not in their
futures. "Can't keep my health up if I don't eat I suppose." Picking up a spoonful of the brownish orange
colored food, she glanced around but seemed to ignored for all purposes. She'd take a bite with a soft
grimace to her face, the slightly bitter aftertaste caught her off guard even as she'd swallowed though it
dawned on her "Oh mutton-"The tingle along her throat told her all she needed to know, her body
growing numb quickly.


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The Zootopia News Network came on the air, the familiar news Anchors a Snow leopard and a Caribou
on the air. "Breaking news, former mayor Dawn Bellwether. Mastermind behind the Night Howler
attacks, was pronounced dead in prison today. Autopsy reports have yet to be released, a statement though
from the prison Warden Byerson did state that no one else was harmed during the incident. We will have
more tonight at 9." The ZPD was on notice due to the incident, their own investigators taking part to find
out what really happened.

Back at the ZPD they had plenty on their plates to worry about already, that evening there had been an
attack on two of their officers. Both of which were in the hospital and both were in a tough spot
themselves, there was no telling exactly what happened but the Chief knew they had to be connected
somehow. It was far too much of a coincidence that bellwether was simply found dead in prison, but
because of the connection between her as well as Hopps and Wilde the ZBI was getting deeply involved.

The Chubby cheetah sat behind the main desk, watching as equipment was brought into the ZPD. They
were taking over the entire Precinct at the moment, there had to be something big going on that they
already had information on. Benjamin had to guess it was due in part, to the news of Bellwether's death at
the very least. But his thoughts kept drifting back to Judy and Nick, both in the hospital but he wasn't
allowed to visit either of them yet. "Ohh! Maybe I'll get some more time off." He perked up at the
possibility, he'd be able to at the very least try and visit Judy and Nick.

"Officer... Clawhauser is it? "A voice carrying over the desk to the cheetah officer, a very feminine voice
that he'd never been familiar with called out. The one peering toward the edge of the desk as the cheetah
looked back, had a stern look on her dark furred features despite her pink nose twitching a little.

The gasp from the cheetah though drew a heavy sigh from her lips, green eyes shutting a moment as she
raised a paw. " Shhh.. please don't, I don't want to hear the C-word..." The black furred bunny seemed to
relax a bit when Clawhauser calmed down quickly enough, her ears had a bit of white at the tips alone,
and her tail was just a bit larger than some normal bunnies, her paws were brought up to adjust her grey
suit before continuing.

"I am agent Winters, Olivia Winters... I'd like all the original case files for the Night Howler case, as
well as the files on the Officers that handled the original case and anyone else involved with it. Please see
that it's delivered to our temporary office down the hall, also... I appreciate your refrain from calling me
cute."

Turning from the cheetah who stood there in slightly stunned silence, she headed past the main desk and
through the precinct. Getting her fair share of looks from the other officers, even Clawhauser himself
stepping around to watch her walk away.


It had been two weeks since the ZBI had set up shop at the precinct, and for the most part operations
continued as normal. Clawhauser had managed to get permission to visit both Judy and Nick, he wanted
to let them know about Bellwether if they hadn't heard yet, and catch them both up on the current
investigation. "Ohh I know, I should pick up some donuts for them!" just the thought of stopping by his
favorite donut shop put him in a good mood, even more that he'd be able to share the delectable treats
with his friends.

"Ah... Clawhauser, just the mammal I wanted to see." That calm feminine voice called out, the more
familiar bunny making her way from the ZBI's makeshift office. Today it seemed she was wearing what
could be the only outfit she had, a simple grey suit that didn't really do much for her. "I heard you were
going to see Office Hopps and Wilde today, I'd like to ask you not to tell them about the investigation.
They are part of it after all, and I'd prefer no possible leaks or conflicts of interest into our work for the
time being."

She smiled at the chubby Cheetah, though her smile always threw him off a bit for a bunny. She had
predator teeth, but everything about her otherwise was bunny. From her long ears tipped in snowy white,
to her larger than usual but still entirely bunny tail, it had a white backside to its fur and even her paws
did not have pads like any other bunnies. "Ah.. a..alright then"

Stepping up behind him just after the agent had turned and made her way back to the work room, Bogo
placed a large hoven hand on Benjamins shoulder. "Ah really think she has a point, but I would also like
you to keep any information about Office Hopps and Wilde from either of them. They don't need any
additional worries until they're healed up, while I don't mind you letting each of them know they are
alright. I'd recommend Hopps first." The chief held out a box of donuts as well, offering it to Clawhauser
as a gift to take with him before turning and making his way to his office.

Clawhauser was standing there slightly stunned a moment, looking at the box of donuts that had been left
in his care. His eyes going first to Agent Winters, then to Chief Bogo climbing the stairs. "But... there..
family..." Clawhauser huffed out dejectedly, making his way out of Precinct 1 to hail a cab his thoughts
conflicted though.

The bumpy cab ride didn't help the cheetahs' thoughts, he wanted to let them both know everything that
had been going on. Barely knowing anything himself, aside from the night of their accident and that Nick
had gone savage. He had arrived at the hospital, heading inside and to the reception to find out where
Judy was first.
 
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Back at Precinct 1 the investigation was well under way, agent winters had been looking over toxicology
reports from Bellwethers autopsy. "She was definitely killed by poison, fast acting and not something
easily found within Zootopia." Taking out her paw-phone and dialing out to the main ZBI's office,
waiting until the agent on the other line picked up. "Agent Savage... this is Agent Winters... I understand
you're busy. No.. I really don't care what it was you were doing. Can we.... But... No I need you to
check into a toxin for me... yes I'm serious. I'm in Zootopia, do you not pay attention to anything that
goes on around the office... Just.. email me back... "

Hanging up the phone as she let out a low groan, dropping her head face down on her desk. There was a
soft low thump a few times, as she'd lift her head and drop it again on the smooth surface. Her long ears
laying out along the desk and almost seeming to peel up from it, each rise of her head tugging them so.
"That rabbit, is so damn infuriating sometimes..." Picking up the next file, she pawed through it slowly
reading about the original Night Howler incident.

Her ears dropped as she read the reports, every little detail about what had happened. That despite it all
the only thing that didn't make sense, was why the hell Bellwether had been targeted while in prison, and
who had the resources to pull it off. She still had to assume that Officers Hopps and Wilde were into
something deep, deeper even then she originally had imagined after their attack. "There has to be another
player, but why wait until Bellwether was already sentenced and in prison. And why would they go after
ZPD Officers..." speaking out loud to herself, as another ZBI agent came into the room. The larger Dingo
cocking his head to the side somewhat, as he'd give a loud chuckle watching agent Winters.

"Finally going mental there Winters? Been at this for too long maybe?" Agent Duluth crossed the room to
where she sat, picking up one of the files she was looking over. "I'm not sure why care so much about
this, it's an open an open an shut case. Easy to see the revenge hit on the two officers, and as for the
inmate mustah been luck o the draw."

"It was not luck of the draw, while I'll give you the possibility of it merely being revenge on Officer
Hopps and Wilde. I doubt it's merely that, did you even look at the toxicology for Officer Wilde?"
Picking up a folder she slid it in front of agent Duluth, letting him open it himself as she watched him
begin reading. "Unlike their original Night Howler incident, the breakdown of whatever Officer Wilde
was dosed with this time is... about a hundred times more potent, and mixed with something else to help
make it harder to cure. Heck I've been by the hospital, it's been weeks and he hasn't shown any sign of
ever being... SANE again!"

 The dingo let out a sigh, but picked up the file and read it. Dropping it after a few moments and looking
at his partner on this assignment, his eyes wandering to the board behind her and the different connections
she'd been making. "listen... Winters, I get it. There's a connection, I see what you're getting at. But how
does it still play to us, the ZBI of all organizations. It's a local problem... I'm sure the ZPD is more than
capable of handling their own mammals."

Her head hit the desk once more, harder this time with an exaggerated groan. "Please.. please.. PLEASE
catch yourself up, read the files and work I've already done. I need you to trust me on this, have I ever
been wrong before about these things? I just know there is someone else in the game" Rolling her head to
the side, she looked at him with green eyes that were tired. She'd be 29 in a few months, but she felt like
she was going to turn 60 at any second from frustration alone.


: Month 8 :


Judy had been driving around for over a week, trying to find Finnick wherever he might have been. She
even stopped by Mr.Big's manor, wondering if any of his man had seen or heard from Nick or Finnick.
But she was left disheartened when they couldn't tell her, offering a glimmer of hope when they offered
to at least have Fru Fru contact her if they did hear anything. It had to come as pure luck though, when
she came across Finnicks' van parked outside of a bar." Ah HAH! Found him!"
Her Ear's held high as her amethyst eyes searched the area, she left the cruiser parked and bounded over
to the van. Raising a paw to knock on the doors, she stepped back waiting for the doors to swing open and
let her eyes see the gruff sounding fennec. But no answer came as she knocked a second time "Finnick!
It's me Judy, are you there? I want to ask you about Nick." Her ears listening even as not a sound came
from the van, what those sensitive appendages did catch was laughter. The unmistakable laugher of the
small fox coming from the bar, and the same laughter that elicited a groan from the already worried
bunny as she made her way over and into the bar.

Once inside the Sahara Oasis as the name shown, she let her eyes adjust to the darker interior of the
establishment, as well the smokier scent that it seemed to hold with its ever present haze. Looking around
after she could see again, she walked further inside as her eyes wandered. Larger grizzly bears, a couple
of bison, a red fox all caught her eyes. Her heart skipping a beat seeing the red fox, but sinking when he
was far darker than her fox, as well as the hazel eyes and few missing teeth and far more haggard fur. She
padded in further to find Finnick, nursing a beer that looked larger just because he held it. "Finnick! I
found you, thank goodness..."

His eyes focused quickly when he heard his name, focusing on the voice that had called it and the bunny
it belonged to. "Well Well Well, Hopps what brings you to my neck of the woods?" a hustlers grin on his
muzzle as he greeted the bunny.

"Well I need you to tell me where Nick is, you have to know where he is you're like his best friend."
Climbing into the nook that Finnick had been sitting in, she eyed him carefully watching every little
twitch he might make. She'd gotten used to Nick and his hustling he tried to pull from time to time, she
had to admit he was good at it, but she wasn't looking to be the one hustled. "Please Finnick, I'm
worried... this isn't like him, no one at the ZPD knows where he went. He's labeled as a missing
mammal, but I know he's alive but where did he go?"

Watching the bunny beg him so about the whereabouts of her partner, he'd take another draw of his beer
before speaking. "I dunno Hopps. Haven't heard from him in months, some friend he is for just cutting
me off. But if you do see him, tell him he owes me a pint for leaving me hanging." It broke Finnick's
heart to hustle the bunny, he knew she was a good mammal as well as one of the best cops. Heck one of
the only ones he'd ever consider a friend, but he'd made a promise to Nick the night he vanished and he
had to honor that.

Her heart sank the moment he told her, he hadn't heard from Nick in that long either. She practically
broke down right in the bar, her paws balling into fists as her eyes filled with tears. Those usually perky
ears sank, and the world seemed to crash in on her all at once. "F..innick, wh..what if he's really hurt, h.."
her breathing becoming broken as she cried, her tears staining her cheeks so completely as she pulled her
ears down over her face. "H..he needs to kn..now it wasn't hi..  his fault, I.. I don't blame him for w...hat
hap, hap, happened.."

The small fennec sat frozen, eyes wide as he watched the usually perky bunny suddenly break. Watched
as her body seemed to shrink and the usual glow she had about her vanished, it was like the life had just
packed up and ran. He didn't know what to do, how to comfort her even as he mentally cussed Nick out
enough to make a sailor blush. He did catch some of the other animals looking their way, himself
reaching a paw out to pat her on the shoulder. "Aww come on, whatever is going on can't be that bad. I'll
bet he knows that whatever is going on, that you don't blame him."

Sitting in that booth, he could have sworn time slowed to a crawl. Even as Judy very slowly got a hold of
her emotions once more, all while still crying but Finnick did the only other thing he could think of to
help. He ordered her a beer of her own, thanking the bar keep as he set the glass before her. "Hopps..
come on have a drink, it'll help you relax. I tell ya, if I hear from Nick you're the first mammal I tell." His
mind still drifting back to cursing his former Hustling partner, causing Hopps to cry when he knew how
much they cared for one another.

The night played on as she broke down, drinking the beer that Finnick had got for her. It had helped even
as she ended up buzzed good and well, enough so that Finnick had to use her paw-phone to contact
someone to pick her up. Flicking through her contacts, he stopped and looked at Nicks name in her phone
as it seemed fitting oddly enough. Dumb Fox with a little heart by his name, he made a visible face before
finding Clawhausers number.

His phone had been ringing for a minute as the cheetah raced from the shower to grab it, towel half
wrapped around himself and seeing Judy's name on the screen. "Ben here.. everything alright Judy?" he
asked quickly enough since it was going on nine pm, but his ears weren't greeted to her voice but one
much deeper.

"Ah.. Clawhauser, the cheetah from the ZPD.. this is Hopps friend Finnick, do you think you could...
come pick her up, she'd out here at the Sahara Oasis bar in Sahara Square. I think she needs a good friend
to take her back to her place, and I'm not exactly... the best escort for that mission." Finnick listened to
Clawhauser as he said he'd be there within half an hour, his eyes drifting back to Judy as she had her head
laying on the table and was mumbling something about tranqs and giving Nick one hell of a ear full.

: Month 10 :


ZPD Headquarters had become a dual-purpose facility in recent months, the ZBI having made more use
of the crime lab on site. As well more agents were working the new leads that seemed to be popping up,
there was now a heavy rumor of a new Night Howler serum. One more potent and dangerous than the
original, and still even more than the one used on Officer Wilde who was still Missing. And a few
possible leads on who might have had bellwether killed, but just enough that the ZBI chose to continue
their investigation so long after the original incidents.

Sitting at her own desk, typing away on reports that needed to be filed. Judy still looked broken, and
without a partner she was stuck handling parking duty, and doing desk work until she either got a new
partner, or hers was found. Both of which if brought up, only seemed to make the once positive bunny,
look as though a funeral were happening. "Officer Wolfard, do you have any new information about the
purse thief from the other day?" her eyes looking to the Wolf sitting a few desks over.

"Ahh oh, let me see... I think I have the original file here!" Rummaging through a stack of papers, crime
was seemingly in a peak season lately, though all smaller crimes which kept a few of the officers busy.
Wolfard though had just been working on paperwork from the recent arrests he'd made, but in the recent
weeks he'd gotten to know the ZPD's famous rabbit officer more. Being stuck at his desk so often, when
she herself was always at her's helped in that sense, and his pack instincts had him wanting to cheer her
up, not that he was any good at it.

Slipping from her desk, she padded over to him to collect the file. Turning to go back to her desk once
more "Thank you Wolfard, I appreciate it" was the simple and concise response she'd given him, offering
a soft smile though her ears remained droopy. Her paws flipping through the file, eyes scanning the pages
as she read through it. Soon enough back to typing in information once more.


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