Nick slurped at his blueberry smoothie and played with his loose tie. He always wore his ties lose, wanting to have that relaxed demeanor. The only time he wore his tie tight and proper was when graduating at the Academy. He did so, feeling that it would be important to Judy to see him look decent for once.

Judy was back in the driver seat, and they headed to Precinct 1. The lynx they had apprehended was to be booked and put into holding.

Nick stopped playing with his tie and picked up the vial with the blue powder in it. He held it up to the light to examine it better, letting the blue powder slide back and forth in the vial. “What do think is this stuff?” Nick curiously asked Judy.

“I don’t know?” Judy said without looking at the vile, not wanting to take her eyes off the road. “And I don’t think our friend in the back is going to help.”

“I already told you, its head cold medicine. I have a prescription for it in my pocket.”

“Oh? What doctor?” Nick mockingly asked.

“From Dr. GoFuckYourself!” the lynx said harshly.

Judy slammed hard on the cruiser’s breaks. The lynx was thrown forward, having his face make full contact with the plexiglass barrier. Nick, who was slurping his blueberry smoothie at the time, had his snout forcibly dive into the cold treat.

“Oops, sorry.” Judy sarcastically said with a smile on her face.

She gave Nick and the lynx a minute to readjust back in their seats before she pressed down on the accelerator pedal. The lynx moaned in pain in the back of the cruiser. Nike’s aviator glasses hung by one ear and his snout now covered in the blueberry smoothie.

“How about next time a little bit of a warning for your partner, Carrots.”

“Sorry, Nick. But you can thank ‘Mr. Pickpocket’ in the back for that” said Judy, putting a heavy emphasis on 'Mr. Pickpocket.’ She turned to her partner and let out a loud chuckle seeing Nick’s snout covered in his blueberry smoothie. She tried to hide her laughter by putting a paw over her mouth.

“What’s so funny?” Nick asked.

“You. You, dumb fox.” Playfully she said. She leaned over and wiped off some of the smoothie that covered his nose with a pawed finger. She smiled and licked the smoothie from her finger.

“Hey, you still got your smoothie to finish,” Nick said with that sly smile of his. Nick opened the glove box and pulled out some napkins. He wiped the smoothie off his blueberry covered face and adjusted his aviators back on correctly.

Precinct 1 was at the center of Zootopia, where Judy turned in and parked their cruiser. They grabbed their smoothies and hopped out of the car. Nick opened the back door and led the lynx out and towards the wide glass doors of the precinct. Judy slurped at her smoothie and skipped behind them.

At the front desk, Clawhauser was at his usual post. He was munching down on a sugary glazed donut that he had gotten from one of the many pink bakery boxes beside him. Clawhauser, seeing Nick and Judy he shoved the rest of the doughy treat in his mouth.

“Hhmm ghhmms” he mumbled, mouth full of donut.

“Clawhauser, swallow first. Please.” Judy addressed the over friendly cheetah.

He took a hard swallow before trying to talk again. “There’s the precinct’s best and cutest looking couple.” He said so happy and perky.

“Hey there spots,” Nick said.

“Clawhauser, you know we’re just partners, at least when we’re on duty. And what did I tell you about the "C” word?“ said Judy, a bit annoyed at how forgetful Clawhauser can be at times.

"Oh, that’s right, I’m so sorry.” Clawhauser gasped. “I forgot about the deal the two of you have with Chief Bogo.” He said, scared that he might have just gotten the two of them in trouble. If there’s one unwritten rule at Precinct 1, it is to never end up on Chief Bogo’s shit list.

It was no secret to anyone at the precinct that Nick and Judy were more than just partners on the force. They had been dating each other for a good year now, and unfortunately, the department doesn’t like the idea of officers dating and being partners with each other. Though, Chief Bogo had made a deal with the two dating officers. They could continue being partners as long as it did not affect their police work, but one violation of that contract and he would separate.

Judy remembered it like it was yesterday when Nick had finally asked her out on a date. It wasn’t more than a month or two after he had joined the force. He wanted to bring her to Savanna Square’s central park and treat her to a nice picnic. The thought was so sweet to her; she couldn’t refuse.

She agreed but had strongly insisted that she would cook and pack the food herself. Afraid that Nick would do a lazy job in preparing their picnic lunch. Besides, being a bunny from Bunnyborrow, picnics were a pervasive thing. Picnics were always something she, and most of her brothers and sisters had helped her mother preparing.

She spent most of that previous night, before the date, cooking and packing their picnic lunch. She had made a small platter of steamed vegetables for herself and a crunchy cricket dish for Nick. Though the big surprise was the blueberry pie, she had baked for dessert. Something she knew Nick would be overly joyful when seeing the delicious treat.

The day of, Nick came by and picked her up and brought her to the park for their date. He found a great spot under a tree for shade; and yet, still feel the warmth from the sun. An old blanket that Nick had brought was laid out for them to lay on.

Judy sat the basket down and took out the cooked platters she prepared the night before. She can still remember the wide eyes and smile Nick gave once he saw the blueberry pie. He reminded her of a kit on Christmas morning. Nick had surprised her as well, by presenting her with a nice bottle of wine to go with their meal. Though forgetting to bring a pair of glasses to pour the wine in, they simply just passed the bottle back and forth to drink.

They had sat in the park, for what felt like hours, enjoying their picnic lunch and just talked to each other the whole evening. Nick had opened up to Judy and told her, since meeting her and graduating from the academy, he had finally gotten back in touch with his mother after running away from home when he was a teen kit. Judy also opened up painful memories. Telling him all about her first time trying to be a police officer and standing up to Gindon, which resulted in getting three scars to her left cheek.

One could easily blame the wine that they both were heavily drinking, as to why they were opening up to each other. The truth, however, was that Nick and Judy felt safe around each other, and they knew it. Nick leaned over and caressed her left cheek where the three scares hid under her fur.

When the evening had grown late, storm clouds had started to form over head. They decided it was about time to pack up and start moving. Once all packed back into the basket, Nick held Judy’s hand and led her through the park.

They came across Nick’s old living spot under the bridge. He told her that he was happy to see it again, which Judy was a little surprised to hear. When she asked why he told her it was because it reminded him of how far he’s come since meeting her. It was also, he said, the place he knew she had feelings for him. Hearing Nick say this made her ears and cheeks blush red. She remembered that day under the bridge, pouring her heart out for Nick’s forgiveness.

Without warning, lightning struck the sky, followed by the loud 'crack’ of thunder. Torrential rains poured down on top of them, drenching their fur. Nick grabbed Judy’s paw and quickly led her under the bridge.

Safe from the rain, they were now dripping wet. Nick smiled and couldn’t stop himself from telling Judy how cute she looked all wet. She gave him a quick slap on the shoulder for using the “C” word.

When she started to shake from her wet fur coldly, Nick wrapped his arms around her to give her warmth. She smiled as she could feel the heat radiate off his fur. Judy looked up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She brought him in close and gave him a long passionate kiss. The sky lit up with lightning and the loud 'booming’ of thunder, and as the torrential rains poured around them, they held each other and kissed, knowing that they loved one another.

“Don’t worry about it Spots,” Nick said, snapping Judy back to reality still standing in front of Clawhauser’s desk. Nick turned to Judy, who still seemed to be in some trance. “Come on Carrots. Let’s book this guy and get going.”

Nick and Judy proceed to book the lynx. The cat had his paws inked and put on file. He was placed in front of a wall and had his profile picture taken. Once done, they led him to a holding cell, where a few other arrested mammals are held.

“Ready to get back out there?” An enthusiastic Nick asked.

“Not just yet. Do you still have that vile of powder we picked off our perp?” She asked. Nick could see an idea contemplating in her head.

“Yeah. Think I got it right here.” He said and dug into his pockets to retrieve the vial of powder.

“Great,” Judy said as she snatched the vial from Nick’s hand.

“Come on Carrots, what’s turning inside that head of yours?”

“Nothing that an officer like you wouldn’t be able to figure out.” She laughed. Vile in hand she fled off down the stairs into the precinct’s basement. Nick 'sighed’ with a smile, and followed his partner.

Judy made her way to the forensic lab in the basement, which was located right across the department’s corner morgue. One of the most brilliant minds in Zootopia ran the forensic lab, Dr. Basil.

Dr. Basil had earned a masters in biology, chemistry, and criminology from the Oxford University in London. The academy, Judy graduated from, and other prestigious Universities were always trying to have him give lectures. He also happened to be a great player of the violin on his spare time.

Judy walked through the forensic lab’s double wide doors looking for the great doctor to help her. Nick, with no say in the matter, followed behind. Standing at a table, back turned to Nick and Judy, was a female cheetah in scrubs.

“Dr. Basil?” Judy called out.

The scrubs wearing cheetah quickly turned around. In her outstretched hands was a mouse in a lab coat. The great Dr. Basil.

“Ah, Judy. So glad to see you my dear.” Dr. Basil, the mouse, said in his thick and fast talking British accent. “What can I do you for?”

“Well, I was wondering-”

“Hold that thought.”

“Oh, uhh okay.” Judy said, a little taken back.

“Terra, turn me back to the table” he ordered to the cheetah, who quickly did as she was told. “You will have to excuse me for a second. I’m in the process of testing a soil sample I’ve been given. If I’m correct, the chemical fertilizer in this soil sample found on the boot of a robber suspect Officer McHorn brought in, should match the very specific chemical fertilizer found in the soil that only one luxury home uses in the Rain Forest District. Which, just so happens to have been robbed” Basil said as he dripped some unknown chemical to a Petri-dish filled with soil. The soil started to foam green as the chemical dripped on it. “Which now, my hypothesis, has been proven correct. Terra, if you may, please leave me on the center table and go inform Office McHorn that he may now charge his suspect for breaking and entering.”

“Yes, Sir.” The cheetah said. Placing Dr. Basil on the center table and heading for the double wide doors. She stopped and turned to ask, “Office McHorn is the…”

“He’s the rhino, my dear. His name should have clearly explained that.” Dr. Basil explained in a brash tone to her. As brilliant as Dr. Basil was, he could at often times come off brash, longwinded, and a bit arrogant when he is engaged in his work, studies, or with one of his fellow colleges.

“Of course. Sorry doctor.” The young cheetah girl said as she ran out the doors.

“New intern, I see,” Nick said.

“Yes, she is.” He walked to a small mouse size table and grabbed the bow from his violin. “One of the more up and coming students with great promise and potential in the field of forensics.” He said, twirling the violin bow in his hands. “Imagine, if you will,” pressing the bow to his temple, “to transfer my knowledge into her brain along with her natural speed as a cheetah, she could be solving crimes before they even happen… in unrealistic theory of course. But, you understand right? Science can be a crucial time game, and no one has less or more crucible time then forensic science, where every second could be life or death, or the capture of a criminal before he escapes.” Basil said swinging the bow back and forth.

“Alright, alright, I get it. Science is important, knowledge is power, school house rock, and all that jazz.” Nick said mockingly, throwing is hands out to stop the mouse from giving anymore of a lecture.

“Now, Officer Hopps. What can I do for you today?”

“What? Oh! That’s right.” Judy almost forgot why she had come down to see him. She held up the veil to show Dr. Basil. “Nick and me, apprehended a thief today, but we found this in his pocket. Was wondering if you could run some test on it and see exactly what it is?”

“Very interesting,” Basil said, introspecting the blue powder in the veil. “You are the third person to come to me with such a substance.”

“Really?” a perplexed Judy said.

“Yes. Officers Nala and Wilford brought in a similar substance yesterday evening, and late last night Officer McHorn brought down a vile of the same stuff when he arrested his robber suspect. I will admit, it was not at the top of my list of importance. Believing one or two samples as nothing to be alarmed about, but mere coincidence. However, as the saying goes, two is a coincidence, but now three is a pattern and at a rising rate it seems.” He said as he tapped the tip of the bow against his forehead. “I believe that more officers will be walking through those doors to test the exact same substances that you two have brought me. I will get started on it right away, but don’t expect any result on it today” Dr. Basil said.

“I thought you said that forensics was time sensitive?” Nick mocking him, with the mouse’s own words.

“It is, but I don’t have a magic wand to wave around and get an immediate answer.” Dr. Basil snapped back, waving the bow like a wand.

“Are you sure? Because I’ve been watching those wizard movies based on the kit books, and it appears that everyone in England has a wand to use magic with.” Nick joked.

“Nick stop it” Judy pleaded.

“Unfortunately, Officer Wilde, I live in the real world where facts are placed above fantasies such as magic and wizards.” Dr. Basil said with an irritated tone at Nick.

“Well, thank you so much Dr. Basil” Judy jumped in to break up the two.

“Please officer, no need to be proper. Just call me Basil, or Mr. Basil if you need to. The only one I have call me doctor is my intern as I am her superior.” Basil said, a smile returning to his face.

“Well that’s good to know, and we do appreciate it Basil,” Nick said.

“You, call me doctor,” Basil said, violently pointing the violin’s bow at Nick.

“What? How come I don’t get favoritism?” He pleaded with a hand across his chest. He looked at Judy, who couldn’t help but just smile at Nick. Knowing that Basil liked her more than him. Terra, Basil’s intern, returned back from her orders to go speak to Officer McHorn.

“Ah, Terra. You have returned in a timely matter, for we have new work to do.” Basil said to his frantic intern.

“Y-Y-Yes doctor.”

“Well, we’re going to leave you to it. Again, Basil, thank you so much, and please get back with us if you find anything.” Judy said backing up to the door.

“Oh, I will my dear. You can count on it.” Basil said.

“Uhh, Mrs.- I mean officers Hopps and officer Wilde” Terra spoke up. “I was told to tell you that Chief Bogo wanted to see you both in the bullpen.”

“Great. Can’t imagine what big buffalo butt wants now” groaned Nick.

“Thank you, Terra,” Judy said sweetly. “Come on Nick” Judy harshly grabbed Nick’s loose fitted tie.

“Take care of yourself interning for this one, Terra” Nick called out to her as he was being dragged out by Judy.

“Take care officers!” Basil shouted out to them.

Nick and Judy made their way to the bullpen as ordered. They entered the room, but something was not right. The lights were turned off and the blinds were drawn down, making it the room completely dark.

“Nick, I can’t see athing,.” Judy said.

The only light source came from the open door way, which suddenly slammed shut. Nick and Judy stood there in complete darkness before the lights flipped on. Standing around in a semi-circle was all of their fellow officers.

“Surprise!” they shouted.

Judy became spooked and made a quick reach for her tranq-gun. She tried to process and understand what was happening, her eyes darting back and forth. Nick just stood there with a confused look on his face.

“What… what is all this?” Judy finally asked.

Clawhauser stepped forward wearing a cheap looking party hat and holding out a white cake that read 'Happy 100th’ in red icing. “Turns out, that the pickpocket you two arrested today, counted as your hundredth arrest with the precinc,” Clawhauser said.

“So some of us, Clawhauser, decided to throw a little congratulation for the two of you.” Nala, the female lion said putting emphasis on Clawhauser’s name.

“Look, we even brought up the crook that made it possible.” Said Wilford, the gray timber wolf and Nala’s partner, bring forward the lynx. The lynx had his hands cuffed behind his back but was now wearing a cheap party hat on his head, like the one Clawhauser had. The smiling cheetah blew a party blower right next to the lynx’s ear, which shot out and slightly smacked the lynx in the face.

“Man, how does this not count as police brutality?” the annoyed Lynx asked.

“Be good and you’ll get cake.” Wilford bargained with the lynx.

“What kind of cake?”

“Dude, its cake or a cell? It’s not that hard of a choice.” Wilford said as he gave the lynx a look of disbelief.

Nick and Judy just looked bewildered at the whole celebration their cohorts had thrown for them. “I’m surprised you all were able to arrange this so quickly,” Judy said.

“Again, mostly Clawhauser” Nala said rolling her eyes toward the cheetah. “In fact, all of Clawhauser.”

“I am just so good and happy when it comes to throwing parties, and I have all the closets bakeries on speed dial,” Clawhauser said with prideful excitement.

“What’s going on in here!” boomed the voice of a certain water bison, who slammed the bullpen door open. Everyone scurried seeing their chief standing there in the door way, with an annoyed look on his face. Clawhauser quickly pulled the party hat off his head and tried to hide it behind his back. Everyone else stood silent and turned away not wanting to make eye contact with the angry Chief Bogo.

“Oh, Chief. Uh, we were, we were just throwing a quick congratulation party for Officers Hopps and Wilde. They just apprehended their hundredth criminal.” Clawhauser finally spoke up and smiled hoping all would be okay.

“Who cares” huffed the water bison. “As far as I’m concerned, all of you have work to do. So, get, going, Now. And why isn’t that prisoner in holding?”

“Right away sir.” Wilford saluted and pushed the lynx to the door.

“Hey, you said I would get a piece of cake.”

“Cheese and crackers, I’ll bring you a piece later,” Wolford said annoyed.

“Well, what are you all waiting for? Back to work!” Bogo bellowed to the remaining officers.

“Yes, sir!” They said in unionism as they all scrambled at Bogo’s orders.

The day was finally coming to an end. Nick and Judy were at their desk, trying to finish the paper work on their pickpocket thief. Nick was actually done, having finished a good thirty minutes before Judy. Knowing Judy, she wanted to make sure everything was all so by the book and precise.

“Done” came from an enthusiastic Judy.

“About time Carrots. Unlike you, I’m not fond of spending the night at the precinct.” Nick hawked at her.

“Sorry, but some of us actually like looking professional.”

Judy felt Nick lay his head on top of hers, separating her ears apart.

“What makes you think that I’m unprofessional?” He said playfully, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“Gee, I don’t know. There’s so many to chose from.” She playfully pondered at Nick.

“You know you love me.”

Judy looked up at Nick. “Do I know that? Yes, yes I do.” She said, wrapping her arms around Nick’s neck. She brought him down close to her and gave him a passionate kiss on the lips. Nick gladly returned the favor to her.

“So, my place or yours?” Nick asked slyly.

“Well, as much as I enjoy your place, how it’s so small with hanging pipes you have to be careful not to hit your head on. My place is closer and Bucky and Pronk should be gone for the evening at some class.”

“Your place it is then,” Nick said and lifted Judy up over his shoulders. She couldn’t help but giggle with laughter at his actions. She playfully kicked her feet out trying to escape. Though, if she wanted to escape, she could easily do so; especially against Nick.

“Nick, what are doing? Stop it?”

“Nope, not till we’re back at your place.” He said and carried her through the precinct on his shoulders as she playfully laughed and slapped his back. Turning a corner, Nick looked up at a large muscular water bison standing in his path.

“Hopps. Wilde. I assume all work has been completed for today?” He asked, looking a bit annoyed. “Because I shouldn’t have to remind you of the deal we made.”

“No, sir. All paper work has been completed and filed away, sir.” Judy said frantically, trying to look at the chief the best she could while slung over Nick’s shoulder.

Bogo let out a loud long 'sigh,’ eyes closed and rubbed the spot under his glasses. “Every well. Go home.”

“Will do chief, we were just heading out” Nick tried to plea.

“Just go!” He said.

He didn’t have to tell Nick twice. Quickly, he walked past Bogo with Judy still over his shoulder.

The moment they had made it back in Judy’s apartment and closed the door behind them, they jumped at each other. Helping one another remove their clothes. Nick, in the heat of the moment, tore her panties off; which he would promise to buy her more later. Judy held him close and rubbed her cheeks against his fur. She wanted her scent to mix with his, and let everyone know that he belonged to her. She rubbed her cheeks against the fur on his chest and gave sweet kisses between each rub, and worked her way down his body. He was rock hard between his legs, which she rubbed and kissed just the same, if not more.

Nick grabbed her and tossed her onto the bed, which 'squeaked’ and 'creaked’ from the old metal springs. He climbed on top of her and buried his head in her chest. Drowning in ecstasy, she slowly pushed Nick’s head down between her legs.

“Are you letting me enter your bunny hole.” Joked Nick with a chuckle.

“Oh, shut up.” She said with a laughable 'sigh’ at Nick’s immature manner and continued to push his head back between her legs. She moaned in passion as Nick worked his mouth on her. The night was still young, and the two were just getting started.