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Case File - The Savage Dark

Reporting Agent: Code Name - Jack "Savage"

Affiliation: Unknown

Current Whereabouts: Unknown

Agent Status: Unknown (Active)

Recording Continues:

"Officers Wilde and Hopps. There are three primary traits that come to mind when they are brought into any conversation, or recording in this case.

"Breaking it down in order of importance to me, personally, the third trait is their excellence in the field. When I first met them it was no secret that I had my doubts, as I am sure they had the same about me. As their often-obnoxious desire to be with one another, intimately and otherwise, was constant and apparent almost every moment they were in the same room, I was convinced that they would never be able to carry out the duties required of them at the ZPD. Their record said something different and with the unique situation we found ourselves in following my introduction, I was given little choice other than testing their abilities myself. On the day we left for Bunnyburrow, many of those doubts had been set aside. Moving forward, I found them to be more than capable and dedicated. Not only to each other, which was most obvious, but to the city and their duty to it.

"Second most important is their friendship. Tense as our relationship was, there was already something of a thaw beginning. Rather quickly on both sides. I had been reminded, with a gun in my face, that they were not the type of mammals that could be dismissed as an assignment to be handled. Seeing them as more than that came more quickly. They were unpredictable and uncontrollable by the standards of how I normally took on those I was assigned to protect. They never really accepted me as their superior, even when they were following orders. Without that to balance things, I found myself growing fond of them. Their sense of humor no longer grated on my nerves as it had at first, their affection for each other was no longer a burden, and I found myself caring about their fate as more than just possible leads on the case. As dangerous as this normally would be, when combined with their own capabilities as agents and officers, I cannot help but accept that their friendship became as much a benefit as it was a reality.

"Finally, there is their primary trait in my mind; the trait that in some very strange ways links the other two together.

"Officer Wilde and Officer Hopps are completely and happily insane."

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Morning was always kinder to her than it was to Nick. The rumor of a bunny's stamina, sexually and otherwise, was not far from the truth in her experience. This was especially true when combined with her constant workout routine to stay in shape, allowing her to keep up with the larger mammals in the ZPD. Not that Nick wasn't a willing, if sometimes grouchy, participant in her workouts. It was just that he was also nocturnal, a fact that she had grown accustomed to as his partner long ago. It was a little different when Jack dragged them out of their bedroom at the crack of dawn. He hadn't been kidding, calling their room at 6:00 am and telling her that they had exactly half an hour to be down at the car. Mildly annoyed, in part because the time frame didn't allow her the chance to wake Nick up the way she would have preferred, she had managed to drag the grumbling fox out of bed after reluctantly deflecting his wondering paws.

That morning, she learned that he was fully capable of seducing her without being fully awake or even opening his eyes.

Forcing him into the shower alone was a task by itself, because somehow, even when half-lidded with sleep, the savage eyes managed to take on a predatory gleam that made her heart race. It was only because she was certain someone would come knocking as soon as they started that she managed to leave him to his shower, busy herself packing, and not drag him into the shower with her when he stepped out wet and naked. When her own shower was finished, she came out to find that he was wearing comfortable clothing. Which for him meant he had slipped into the same sort of Hawaiian shirt and khaki pants that he had been wearing back in his hustler days.

It wasn't until they were settled in the back seat of what looked like a brand new white Sedan that her fox had shown his reluctance to wake up all over again. Sleepy greetings were given to Wolford, who sat in the driver's seat with a grin on his muzzle, and Jack was flatly ignored as he tipped over and surprised her by snuggling his head into her lap without preamble. It wasn't that she was surprised by the action so much as the normality of it. No hesitation, no permission needed. He simply knew he was welcome and once his head filled her lap, he closed his eyes with a sigh of contentment and quickly slipped off to sleep. It was so perfectly normal and yet so perfectly new for them at the same time.

The drive was silent for a time, save for the occasional hum from Jack's phone and the tapping of keys as he replied to whatever messages he received on an almost constant basis. It was after half an hour that her own phone chimed a message in her pocket, forcing her to lift her hips to reach for it. The grin was automatic when Nick lifted his head, but quickly replaced with a bite to her lower lip when the fox's reaction to the motion was to turn his muzzle to squeeze it between her thighs. A quick glance up front told her then neither of their companions had noticed, so she placed the phone on the seat beside her before reaching down to cup his head with both paws. He grumbled, huffing a quick breath out through his nose and frowning slightly when she turned his head so that his nose was pressed against her belly instead, then settled back into sleep.

Sighing slowly, in part because she shared his sentiment in her own way, she reached for her phone and saw that the message was from her sister, Beth. Opening it curiously, her eyes widened and her muzzle dropped open when she read the text.

B: Knots are so awesome!

Her ears dropped back as she stared at the message for a long moment in silence, her fingers cupped around the phone as if doing so would hide the message that only she could see anyway. After a moment to process the possibilities, she held back a little groan as she quickly typed a reply.

J: If you ran off and found a random fox, I am going to pull your ears out.

B: Of course he's not random! I've known him for years. William? You remember William F'Talis, from school?

J: We were in different grades, so no.

B: He's like you! Sorta. He went off to Zootopia for a while. But he's back now. He works for daddy!

J: That's... Nice?

B: It really is. He says hello. And this feels awesome!

J: Are you, right now???

B: Yeap!

J: Goodbye, Beth!

B: Call me later! I want to talk about it!

_Don't bet on it, _she thought, running her fingers over the bridge of her muzzle for a long moment before remembering that they were on their way to Bunnyburrow. Rolling her eyes skyward for a moment when she realized that she wouldn't be able to dodge her sister once she arrived, she looked down at the screen again.

J: I am on my way to Bunnyburrow now.

B: Oh, come on. He's not going to eat me... Or maybe he will! Don't be a mom, sis.

J: Not because of that! I'll explain later. And we'll talk later.

B: Yay! Maybe in a few days. I am going to ride this fox until...

She stopped reading at that point, though there was a good deal more in the last text to read, and leaned her head back against the seat. It wasn't as if she could blame her sister or worry about the fox she was with. That would be a little hypocritical of her, obviously. Her concern, as a sister, was that Beth had taken a fox as a lover for all the wrong reasons. The obvious and somewhat obnoxious fascination her younger sibling had shown for her relationship with Nick could lead her to search for the same herself. Someone that young, getting into something she didn't fully understand...

Sitting up quickly enough to cause Nick to stir in her lap, she tapped a few more words.

J: Foxes mate for life.

Waiting for the reply, she lowered her eyes to Nick, who remained peacefully unaware of her sister's hijinks for the time being. A warm smile grew on her muzzle, her free paw reaching down to caress the black tip of one ear, causing it to quiver slightly but not flick away when she traced her finger along the rim. Despite what a lot of mammals would say, she could clearly remember the male he had been before they'd become mates. She could remember the smart ass hustler who had almost succeed in making her believe that her dreams would always be only that. She could even remember how distrustful she had been during their first meeting, no matter her belief that she was beyond such specist thoughts. She'd had absolutely no attraction to him then. Not only were they different species but he had been a jerk; a bastard who stood in her way with every little step she took towards solving the case.

With one finger, she traced the line of his muzzle where cream met orange until the light touch was lost into the thicker fur of his cheeks. What changed had never been the old fairytale of 'love showing the inner beauty' or anything like that. Her attraction to him had started way before she'd loved him. That was how she saw it, anyway. It had been one of those days when he waited for her until she'd left work, after solving the case and convincing him to apply for the Academy. The grinning fox that had greeted her with a letter of acceptance from said Academy had laughed when she'd hugged him delightedly. Not their first hug, but the first hug where she'd been pressed against the full length of his body with her face buried in his shirt.

Right then, it had struck her. At that moment, when she'd breathed in deeper than normal and realized that the musky and strangely floral scent of male fox made her stomach flutter, an 'Uh oh' ghosted through her mind. Trying to brush it off hadn't worked, especially when he returned her grin and had her trying desperately to get that 'just friends' vibe back. It had never returned, of course. Weeks turned into months, months into a full year. Every day that passed, every minute spent with him at her side as her partner and her best friend, increased that attraction until it had very literally driven her into heat. He wasn't attractive to her _just _because she loved him. He was gorgeous.

The reverie was broken when her phone chimed again, a small groan escaping her muzzle when she realized it wasn't a text, but a Muzzletime request by her parents. She debated for a few rings, trying to decide if the risk of having Beth be the first one to mention her visit was worth missing the call.

"Hey guys!" she said with forced cheer after making her choice. "I was just about to call you!"

"Hey there, Carrot Cake!" Stu said his chubby face lighting with a large, toothy smile that warmed her despite her misgivings. "Now, I know it's early, but your mother and I couldn't wait to share the news!"

"Stu, at least find out how she's doing first," Bonnie chided as she moved closer, her softly aged face filling the screen. "How are you, sweetie?"

Both paws cupped the phone as her face softened further. She adored her parents, as annoying and backward as they could be at times. "I'm doing fine. We're..."

"Mathew, put that down!" Stu's voice interrupted, followed by an apologetic mumble from one of her nephews. After the kit seemingly obeyed, Stu nudged his way in again, moving too close to the camera until all she could see was his nose. "We're expanding the burrow!"

"Oh, dear," Bonnie sighed, making Judy grin when she tossed her arms up in exasperation before she gave a reluctant nod. "Your father thinks it's the biggest news in the world, of course."

"Well, how much bigger can it get?" he asked, looking perplexed at his wife's lack of enthusiasm before he turned a grin to Judy. "Two of your siblings have asked to move their new families in. At first, we thought about moving a few things around to squeeze them in but then we got to talking and decide that now was as good a time as any to expand. So, I brought an architect in from Zootopia!"

"Imagine that!" Judy said, quickly putting two and two together before hearing the rest of the story. Beth had mentioned that William had moved to Zootopia and that he now worked for their father. It was a strange feeling to be talking to her father about the very fox that was very possibly still naked with her younger sister, at the very least. A change of subject was in order. "Speaking of which, I'm headed into Bunnyburrow myself for a while."

"Oh, that's great! Bonnie!" he shouted, turning and looking surprised to see his mildly annoyed wife right beside him. "Oh. Judy is coming to visit!"

"Yes, dear. I heard," she said patiently, then turned her smiling face to the screen. "This is a surprise. When will you get here? We'll have to set up a room, and let your brothers and sisters know. Do you need us to pick you up at the train station?"

Realizing that she actually didn't know when they would arrive or what their arrangements would be, while so desperately hoping that she wouldn't be staying with her family on this particular trip, she leaned forward as far as Nick's head in her lap would allow her. "That's a good question. When will we get there, Jack?"

"We'll be driving the whole way," replied the striped rabbit, who turned his head halfway to meet her gaze with one blue eye. "So, we should arrive just before noon barring any major traffic disasters."

"Jack?" her father asked, leaning in beside her mother. "Who's Jack?"

"Oh, right," she said, and not really thinking about it, turned her phone to face the bunny in the dark suit and tie. "Mom, dad, this is Jack... Lapin."

"It's a pleasure to meet you both, Mr. and Mrs. Hopps," Jack said, his voice taking on a friendly tenor that she hardly ever heard from him. Something more like talking to a normal bunny, rather than 'Agent Savage' to be sure. "And there is no need to put yourselves to any trouble. I have a house in Bunnyburrow where we'll be staying."

It clicked in her head the moment she heard her father's gasp what this must have seemed like to her parents. At least, what it would have seemed like to them if they still had the hope of getting her to move back to Bunnyburrow and start a family like a 'normal' bunny.

"Bonnie, she's with a bunny! And a handsome one, too!"

Which was exactly what was happening.

If anything, Jack looked side swiped for a moment before he opened his mouth to deny it as her father went on one of his "She's with a bunny, she's with a bunny, she's with a bunny!" chants that made Judy sigh slowly and lean back in her seat. She gave Jack and apologetic shrug, which he returned with a look of mild pity before she raised the phone to look at her father's delighted face and her mother's, thankfully, more reserved and curious one.

"We'll see you two soon," she promised, managing to squeeze that in between her father's gleeful misunderstanding before she swiped her paw over the screen to close the call. Slumping back in the seat with her ears dropped back, she cast her eyes skyward in an exasperated stare at nothing in particular.

"Well, that was something," Nick said, drawing her gaze as he rolled over to lay on his back with his head still in her lap. When she looked down, she was greeted by the sight of a mouth full of long, sharp teeth and a curled tongue as he yawned hugely mid-stretch. Blinking sleep away, he turned his eyes up to her and she was relieved to see that he seemed to be in good humor about it when his lips curved into a slow grin. "Flash a secret agent in their face and they think you've traded up for a new model."

"I know. I'm sorry," she murmured, wrapping her arms around his head as she leaned over to place a light kiss on his smiling lips.

"For what?" he replied, his voice was lazy as his expression when he turned his cheek into her stomach to rub against it before green eyes settled on hers. "It's not like you're actually trading up. Unless there's something I'm missing."

"I have no interest in trading up for an inferior model," she said, grinning when Jack snorted from the front seat. She glanced up at him, catching his eyes in the rear-view mirror. "You knew what this was."

"I feel so used," the striped bunny sighed, rolling his head back to look at the pair of them. "Which is interesting considering we've never slept together."

"I'm not going to sleep with you, Jack," she quipped, causing Wolford and Nick both to snicker lightly. "Though there are still moments that I almost want to kiss you."

"Hey now," Nick grumbled, causing her to grin down at him.

"Just because of what he did to get you back," she murmured, rubbing around his ears lightly until he hummed low in his throat and tilted his head back to expose his chin. Turning her attention to the exposed cream-colored fur, she scratched her tiny claws through his thicker fur with alternating slow caresses and quick strokes. "You know you're the only one I want, Slick. Now I just have to remind my parents of that."

"Then you should marry me," he said, catching her paw with his lightly. She smirked when he turned the paw in his, placing the tip of his tongue against her palm for a moment in a light kiss before nibbling on her fingers.

"Sorry, partner," she said, her tone smug despite the flicker of emotion and sensation that ganged up on her. Eyes half closed after only a few seconds of the gentle attention, she used her other paw to stroke his muzzle gently. "But I beat you to asking that question."

"And I gleefully said yes," he replied, making her snort and lightly nudge his muzzle away from her fingers when he pulled one finger between his lips. "After reminding you that you have many better options. But that's not what I mean. I meant you should marry me right now."

The little hiccup in her chest had her paw freezing in place on his growing whiskers, her eyes widening slightly when he met her gaze with an expression that was just the right blend of earnest and playful for her to realize that he was serious. And that serious question sent her mind into a short-term tailspin, more questions than she knew how to answer all at once coming along with a warm feeling in her belly. The most important question, though, was whether or not the question came just because of her father's reaction to seeing Jack? Looking down into the patient but hopeful eyes of the fox she loved, she knew the answer. He would accept it if she said no, that she wanted to wait because he wasn't afraid that her parents would somehow convince her that she could do better. Those fears had been laid to rest, given everything they had been through since becoming a couple.

The bubble of excited pleasure rolled over her in a way she hadn't felt since the first time she'd seen him in his ZPD blues, with such giddy force that she shivered from head to toe before she gripped both sides of his muzzle and closed her mouth over his. She released a small, excited sound into the kiss, one that he responded to with a softly growled laugh even as his tongue swept over hers. After she drew back, they were both grinning like idiots when they turned to face the front where both Jack and Wolford were watching them. Wolford's ears were perked and his broad muzzle was drawn into a big, toothy grin while Jack watched with an apathetic sort of resignation when the two of them spoke at the same time.

"We need a priest."

---

Most of the day was gone. After turning around to return to Zootopia for what she had assumed would be a quick and easy affair of find a church or a justice of the peace, ideas started to fly between all four in the car. This was a little bit of a surprise, given the widespread belief that males tended to leave wedding details to the females. Now a part of her understood that this was, at least in some cases, simply because the females assumed this to be true and took charge right away. But being stuck in a car with three males who clearly wanted her to be dressed in more than a simple button up shirt and jeans, a car that she was not driving, had led them on an adventure she hadn't expected.

First, there was Jack's insistence that they were to be separated for at least an hour before the wedding itself.

"Luck," he said, tapping away in reply to a text on his phone. The same phone he had used to call to inform whoever was expecting them in Bunnyburrow that they would be very late. "Traditionally, you wouldn't see each other for a full day before the wedding. But in cases like this, where it is sudden and unexpected, at least an hour will suffice. During which time, you and I are going to get you a dress. Wolford can take Nick to get a proper tux..."

"I was thinking of my ZPD uniform," Nick, who was now sitting upright beside her, interrupted as he leaned forward to rest his elbows on the back of Jack's chair. "And why do you get to go with Judy? Afraid the overwhelming sexual attraction will drive you to have your way with me if we're alone?"

"That's it, exactly," Jack replied, sliding his phone into his jacket's inner pocket when Wolford pulled the car over in front of a boutique. "But while I have no particular aversion to males - or foxes for that matter - I still have flashbacks of your mate shoving a gun in my face. I can only imagine what she would do if I gave into my overwhelming passion and she caught us together."

Everyone in the car was silent for a long moment, all eyes on the stony-faced bunny before that silence was broken when the hilarity of what had been said caused her to break out in a fit of giggles. Giggles that she tried to muffle behind one paw as she pointed at the flabbergasted expression on Nick's face with obvious delight. An expression which cleared as the fox licked the roof of his mouth once before rolling savage green eyes towards her with a toothy smirk.

"We have a problem, Carrots," he commented, chuckling as she reached for the handle to let herself out, still fighting the giggles. "He's learning."

That had been four hours ago.

After what she felt was much too long choosing a pretty but simple dress that she could walk out wearing, Jack had taken her to a florist for a small bouquet of flowers that matched the dress and a tiara of roses before finally leading her into a jewelry store in the same plaza. After a short argument, during which he revealed that he was paying for everything from a personal account and not the money of the taxpayers of Zootopia, she agreed to let him buy simple gold bands for them. Promising to repay him, and finding it impossible to be miffed when he simply shrugged it off as unnecessary, she had given up on the subject for the time being.

Now she stood staring at her reflection in the small bridal room of the church waiting for word that the priest, a surprisingly young and chatty otter named Father Fisher, was ready for her to meet her soon to be husband.

Husband.

A little more than a year ago, if anyone had told her that she would be getting married before reaching her thirties, she would have laughed it off as ridiculous. Too much to do. A career to build, a dream to follow, a point to prove to those who still managed to doubt her as a cop. But back then, the idea of marriage for her had always involved the idea of moving back to Bunnyburrow, at least for a while, to start a family. But things were different now. The domestic life, a huge family, hundreds of kits running around under foot and a handsome buck to help provide for and love them all, was not meant to be hers. She had always known this, in a way. The fact that she had never been interested in a family beyond the one she already had made any past relationships all but impossible.

This had nothing to do with the reason she fell in love with Nick. The reason she was standing in front a mirror, looking at the bride she was about to become with something akin to mad glee and nervous energy all but vibrating through her fur, had not been a mad rush to escape anything. They'd both taken ample time, during which they could have screwed everything up and almost did more than once. And now that she was where she wanted to be, it was no less awe-inspiring. Ridiculously fast, considering that it had only been a week and four days since their feelings had finally been exposed. Which she supposed was the point. The knowing wasn't required for two mammals to be in love. Love was a fact...

"Judy?"

Her thoughts came to a standstill when she saw Jack in the reflection of the mirror, the striped bunny looking like he had started the day dressed for a wedding in his dark suit and neatly presented tie. Holding the door open, he stepped aside to make room for her as he gestured for her to follow. "He's waiting."

Nodding as she gave herself one more look in the mirror, she found that her smile came very easily when she went to meet her mate.

---

Nervous.

Terribly nervous.

So nervous that he felt like he was going to lose the lunch Wolford had forced him to eat over an hour ago all over his neatly pressed blue uniform. His paws shook noticeably even as he wrung them together while trying his best not to shift from foot to foot. He waited for the doors to open. Wasn't there supposed to be music? Some kind of march playing to announce when she arrived? Well, maybe that was just for planned events. No need for that right now, where they had decided on the spot that they wanted to be married. It had been such an intense need, one that had been growing since he'd returned to his right mind, that he hadn't been able to stop himself from blurting it out after she tried to soothe him. It wasn't doubt that he felt, so much as a basic level of fear. Where was she? Wasn't the bridal room just down the hall? Had she decided not to go through with it?

"Wolford, do you want to go check on her, buddy?" he said to the wolf in a matching ZPD uniform standing beside him at the altar.

"Nick, everything is fine," Wolford soothed gently, and Nick found it just a little annoying that the wolf looked just a little bit amused at his obvious state of nerves.

He almost managed to say something else before he stopped talking when one of the double doors at the rear clattered lightly as it opened. The three pairs of eyes, including those of the patiently waiting otter in white vestments, turned as the two bunnies walked in.

Nick hadn't expected her to be so beautiful, which genuinely surprised him because she was already the most beautiful mammal his life had ever been graced with. Jack had been somewhat reluctant to share information on what they had been shopping for, for reasons that he now understood. Seeing her in the stunning but simple ivory dress with a bouquet of white roses held in one paw and a tiara of flowers pinning her ears back caused a lump to rise in his throat. She wore no make-up, for which he was grateful, but he could tell that she had taken the time to carefully smooth the lines of her fur around her muzzle and mouth. A mouth that was drawn a little tight at first when she stepped past the doors but quickly melted into a brilliant, toothy smile.

Fears, which he knew were common at this moment, melted away as he stood a little taller, ears perking towards her as Jack led her down the aisle with her hand linked at his elbow. Not that he noticed anyone else, cared for anything beyond the slightly damp and sparkling eyes that were focused on him when they reached the altar.

"Dearly beloved," began the otter. Words that he was sure were supposed to be important and life changing were little more than background noise as he stared at the bunny he loved and she stared back at him. Neither one of them seemed capable of wiping the smiles off their faces or simply didn't care to when she released the bouquet with one paw and reached out to take his. "Does the couple have vows to share?"

"Vows?" he said, blinking as he looked to the priest for a moment then looked at Judy to see that she had a similarly perplexed look on her face. Rather than panic, he chuckled a bit as he squeezed her paw. "I don't think there is anything that we haven't said already."

"If anything important comes to mind, we'll just say it when it comes," she replied with a light laugh, causing his smile to soften when she blinked rapidly and took a deep breath to hold back tears.

"They are something of an impromptu sort of couple," Jack added, his voice offhanded and his grin quick when they all laughed.

"Very well," said the otter, who didn't seem at all phased by the lack of vows or the interruption. In fact, Nick was still a bit surprised that he didn't seem phased by the fact that a bunny was marrying a fox. "On this blessed day, before these two witnesses, Nicholas Piberious Wilde and Judith Lavern Hopps wish to be joined together in wedded matrimony. And while, according to Jack, the two of you are completely insane..."

"Completely," Judy agreed, causing his muzzle to split into a huge grin when she squeezed his paw tightly.

"...The bond of love between the two will be no less because of it." The priest turned a bit to face him, small, dark eyes holding the pools of savage green without a flinch of blink. "Do you, Nicholas Wilde..."

His name alone had his heart beating hard against his chest as he stared down at the bunny he loved.

"...take this bunny to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

The smiling almost, just almost, said yes instantly when that question was asked. He was eager, happier than he thought he could ever be when he saw teardrops form in the corners of her eyes.

"To have and to hold, in sickness and in health..."

His tail twitched uncontrollably, and he resisted the urge to spare a glance at Wolford. He trusted that the carrot pen was in paw and ready.

"...for as long as you both shall live?"

Oh, you're damn right I do, father. I have never been more certain of anything.

With his eyes locked on hers, feeling just the slightest bit damp as he soaked in the moment for all of one second before he replied with a steady voice.

"Of course, I do. One-hundred percent."