Warning: Another emotional story. Get that tissue box ready.
Nick's P.O.V
This is the story of how I died. Well, I came back to life, so would I still be considered dead? Probably not. Anyways, I'll explain why. Now sit down, and read.
It was a Thursday night when me and Judy were assigned the case on a drug dealer know as, Scar Callous. Wanted for, Drugs, sex trafficking, murder, theft, and kidnapping. He pretty much has the death penalty when we catch him. Anyway, me and Judy were studying the case file in our office. This is where our story begins.
9:45 P.M. Thursday night.
I walked back in the office to see a grey bunny lying her head on her desk. I smirked as I put my coffee down, and headed to her. I started whispering in her ear.
"Too much work, bun bun?" I smirked. Her nose started to twitch. I love it when she does that. I started to play with her ears. Boy, was this fun. I was in the middle of throwing her ears around when Judy jumped up from her desk. I fell back.
"Who's there!" She asked. I groaned and she looked at me. "Oh Nick!"
She rushed down to me and helped me sit up.
"Are you okay?!" She asked nervously.
"Yea, just fell back. Nothing serious." I said trying to ignore the pain.
"Good. Wait, how'd you fall on the ground. Were you playing with my ears again?" She asked. I tried to deny it, but that bunny always sees through me.
"You did didn't you! You know I don't like it when you play with my ears Nick!" She said in a play angry voice. I chuckled.
"What?" I sarcastically asked. She jumped on me and pushed me to the ground. She sat on my chest as she inched her face closer to mine. I started to sweat a little.
"You heard me. No get up you dumb fox." She smirked as she sat up.
What just happened?
Just then, chief Bogo came into the room. Bad timing.
"Wilde. Hopps. Head down to Savannah central and look for clues on Scar Callous. Now." He growled. He may be a prey, but sometimes he can be a real predator. Judy spoke before me.
"Yes sir! Right on it!" Judy claimed happily. The chief walked out. I sat up.
"Well, let's go get our gear." I said heading for the door. I put on my bulletproof vest, holstered my glock, and grabbed a shotgun. Just in cause we ran into to trouble. I looked to the left to see Judy putting on her vest. I took another glock from the gun cabinet and handed it to her.
"You might need it." I said. She took it and holstered it.
"Thanks." She claimed.
The drive to Savannah central was quite short. In fact, it was only 5 minutes. Mostly because there was not a lot a traffic. We arrived at his last known sighting to search for clues.
The search lasted for about an hour, until I found a small slip of paper. It read, "drug deal. Meet at tundra town at 11:30 on Friday night. 1454 st."
This was exactly what we need to solve the case. I said a silent, "yes" and headed to Judy.
"Judy! Look at what I found!" I claimed. She turned to look at me. I handed her the paper. Her eyes widened when she read it.
