Chapter 34: Run

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It wasn't a easy night for Judy, Nick, and Finnick. They had taken turns sleeping to make sure someone was always on guard. Nick couldn't believe it, the sun was finally up. But he didn't feel much safer. He and Judy were awake and Finnick was asleep in the chair, strangely Fin had gotten the least sleep out of the three of them. Nick had worked his way through the last 2 weeks of newspapers doing the crossword puzzles. Judy had used her night to go over old cases, many of which she found new leads for. Work seemed to be what helped keep her calm. But now the sun was up and today was going to be a long and terrifying day. Judy got up to make what felt like the millionth pot of coffee. Something seemed off about her and Nick had sensed it more and more as the night went on so he followed her to the kitchen.

"Hey Carrots?" Nick asked.

"Yes Nick?" Judy said as she started the coffee maker.

"What's going on, you seem....I don't know, off."

"I think I have a right to be, there's someone out to kill us Nick!" Judy snapped.

This caused Nick to jump, more than slightly startled by her outburst. A outburst that Judy Instantly regretted, she knew Nick was just concerned for her and was trying to making sure she was okay. But the lack of sleep and the feeling of morning sickness coming back was affecting her mentally.

"I'm sorry Nick, it's....it's just been a long night." Judy said laying her head into Nick's chest.

Nick hugged her and slowly rubbed her back. "It's okay Carrots, I understand. We've both been up so long I'm not even sure how we're still awake. But we can't start attacking each other."

"I know, I just haven't been feeling good lately either." Judy said looking up at Nick.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Nick asked.

Judy hugged Nick tightly, "Just don't go anywhere, please."

Nick kissed Judy's head, "Don't worry, I won't sweetheart."

"Is there coffee?" A grumbled voice came from Finnick as he entered the kitchen.

"Just started a new pot." Judy said breaking the hug.

"Good, I can barely stand I'm so tired." Finnick said making his way toward the the coffee maker, that's when Nick spoke.

"Actually Fin, why don't you go up to our room and get a good sleep in a real bed. Me and Judy will be meeting with Bojo soon and hopefully Mr. Big. We've all had a long night and it's going to be another long one tonight. One of us should get some sleep."

"I'm too fucking tired to argue, thanks man." Finnick said as he turned on his heel to go upstairs.

"That was a good idea Nick, we should get a shower before we meet Bojo. Just cause we feel like death doesn't mean we should look or smell like it to." Judy said

"Good idea, I'll start it and grab some clothes for us." Nick said

"I'll join you in a second Nick." Judy said with a smile.

Nick smiled and went upstairs to get some cloths from their room before Finnick fell asleep. As soon as Judy knew he was upstairs she leaned over the sink and threw up into. The morning sickness had gotten the better of her again. She quickly turned on the water and the garbage disposal. She then leaned against the wall with her back against it and slowly slide down till she was sitting on the floor holding her stomach.

"What are you doing Judy?" She said to herself.

There were so many things going through her mind, most of them involving the babies, how many would she have? Would Mrs. Wilde be upset that they aren't married before being parents, she was very traditional. How would Nick react, would he be excited or upset? What would her parents think of them? And then there's all the medical difficulties she could face, she knew going as soon as possible was crucial but she hasn't told Nick yet and wasn't sure how to. But it would have to be soon, she's at least six days in which for a bunny was a long time in terms of pregnancy. She heard the shower in the hallway turn and knew Nick would be waiting for her. She turned off the sink and garbage disposal and made her way upstairs to join her fox, and the father to her unborn Kits.

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