Chapter 1 Meeting an old friend

Nick (Pov)

As Finnick was laughing at me all I could do was stare at this bunny in front of me. I have only ever been outconned twice in my life, one by a dear friend and now by this, admittedly cute bunny tapping her foot in front of me.

"She hustled you good! You're a cop now, Nick! You're gonna need one of these." Finnick laughed out as he slapped the police sticker Judy gave him onto my shirt. "Have fun working with the fuzz!" Still laughing as he walked away.

"Start talking," she said, still smirking at me.

"I don't know where he is, I only saw where he went."

"Great! Let's go!"

"It's not exactly a place for a cute little bunny." Grinning at the thought of where she was asking me to take her.

"Don't call me cute! Get in the car."

"Okay, you're the boss," hopping into the car and giving her the address with a toothy grin.

1 hour later

I still couldn't keep the grin off my face as we walked out of the Mystic Spring Oasis. Honestly, I thought a cute little country bunny would have given up after seeing it was a nudist club, but she powered right through it. Well, I've done my job. Now it's time to get that damn pen and find Finnick so I can beat him the hell up.

"Well, I had a ball. You are welcome for the clue, and seeing as how any moron can run a plate, I will take that pen and bid you adieu." Reaching for the pen.

"The plate. I can't run a plate. Ooh... I'm not in the system yet." She muttered to herself. Oh god no, hell no, I'm done just get the pen Wilde, that's all you have to do.

"Give me the pen, please..."

"What was it you said? Any moron can run a plate? Gosh, if only there were a moron around who were up to the task." She said with a very irksome grin.

"Rabbit, I did what you asked! You can't keep me on the hook forever," I growled out.

"Not forever. Well, I only have 36 hours left to solve this case. So can you run the plate or not?"

"Actually, I just remembered, I have a pal at the DMV." Evilly grinning in my head.

7 hours later

Well after I got an ear full from an angry bunny for taking her to the sloth DMV she took us to the limo service garage where the plate was registered. Glancing up at the 8ft fence I sighed internally, 'looks like this is where I get my freedom back'.

"Ok Carrots, seeing as it's closed and I'm positive you don't have a warrant. How about you give me the pen so we can all be on our merry way."

"Fine, here," she started to hand it to me. Just before my precious was in my paw she threw it over the fence. 'Dammit!'

"Hey! First off, you throw like a bunny. Second, you're a very sore loser," Climbing the fence. "See you later, Officer Fluff! So sad this is over. I wish I could've helped more!" Landing on the opposite side of the fence I felt a presence in front of me. Looking up I noticed a very smug bunny holding my precious. 'Huuuuuhhhh' this is going to be a long night.

"The thing is, you don't need a warrant if you have probable cause, and I'm pretty sure I saw a shifty lowlife climbing the fence. So you're helping plenty! Come on!" I scowled even more when she said that. Sure I'm used to being called that, I have been since I was a kit. It still hurts though. As I was thinking, she called me over having found the limo.

30 minutes later

I'll admit this could have gone better. Why the hell did I follow a dumb bunny into Tundra Town??!!! Tundra Town and I don't mix, not after what I did to Mr. Big. After 'that' incident, I vowed I would never encroach into his territory. As Mr. Big turned to face us, all I could think of is what an idiot I have been.

"Mr. Big, sir, this is a simple misunder..." He grunted showing me his ring, oh shit that's right, I lent down to carefully kiss it. "This is a simple misunderstanding."

"You come here unannounced on the day my daughter is to be married," he grunts out. (In a godfather-like voice)

"Well, actually, we were brought here against our will, so..." 'No Nick, bad Nick, don't point fingers after what you did to them. You'll just find more pain' I thought. "Point is, I-I did not know that it was your car, and I certainly did not know about your daughter's wedding! Congratulations!"

"I trusted you, Nicky. I welcomed you into my home." I hung my head when he said this, I knew where this was going and I didn't like it one bit. "We broke bread together. Grandmama made you a cannoli." I glanced at her picture above the fireplace. "And how did you repay my generosity? With a rug. Made from the butt of a skunk. A skunk butt rug. You disrespected me. You disrespected my Grandmama, who I buried in that skunk butt rug. I told you never to show your face here again, but here you are. Snooping around with this... What are you, a performer? What's with the costume?" He asked, glancing at Judy.

"Sir, I am a co-"

"Mime! She is a mime!" Holy hell is she trying to get us killed!? "This mime cannot speak! You can't speak if you're a mime!" What? It was the best I could come up with at the time.

"No, I am a cop."

FUUUCCCKKK!!!

"And I'm on the Emmitt Otterton case, and my evidence puts him in your car!" Getting closer to Mr. Big as she said it. "So intimidate me all you want, I'm gonna find out what you did to that otter if it's the last thing I do."

Good god... I'm dead 1000/1 says I'm dead.

Mr. Big grunts, "Then I have only one request. Say hello to Grandmama. Ice 'em!" It happened instantly, Raymond picked us up while Kevin threw the carpet and picked up the trapdoor it was hiding. Just as they were about to toss us into the icy abyss I heard something that hadn't happened in ages. Glancing up at Mr. Big and the rest of his guards they were just as shocked. All of us glanced at the painting of Grandmama where we heard a ringing noise.

Flashback 10 years

I had been working with Mr. Big for over 2 years now. He and I had a good export-import deal and things were going well until he noticed I had been skimming some of the product; that's when things went downhill. I was 'politely' invited to have a chat with him and if he didn't like what I had to say, well I would be talking with the fishes within the hour.

Just as we were going to discuss what had been happening I heard a ringing behind a picture of Trivia, Mr. Big's grandmother. Glancing back down at him I was shocked, he was shaking, from what emotion I couldn't tell but this was rare to see him openly display emotion like that.

Before I could ask what it was, he had already sent Koslov to the painting. Koslov opened the painting and pulled a cell phone out from the safe. Honestly, I wasn't surprised by the safe, I was however surprised by the reaction they all showed when the phone was ringing. Koslov hooked up an extension to the phone so that Mr. Big could use his phone.

"Hello?"

I saw him frown when the mammal started talking back.

"No, I don't have it yet."

"Well, it's been difficult to track down."

"Hey! I am only doing this because I owe you, understand!"

"Of course I apologize."

"Yes he is here with me," Mr. Big glanced up at me. It was infuriating to not be able to hear the other side of the conversation, but I was also in awe of the mammal at the other end of the line to be able to extract these types of emotions from Mr. Big. However when I noticed that this mystery mammal somehow knew about me and was asking about me, well that scared me.

"Yes, yes, yes I will let him know." He put the phone down while Koslov put the other one back into the safe.

"Nicky, you are a very lucky fox. For some reason, the person that I was just talking to seems to want me to help you. So we will forget about what has been happening with the shipments. As long as it doesn't happen again." He said in a very stern voice.

I couldn't think for a second, who would want to help me? Everyone that I know is someone that I have conned or is a business partner.

"Of course sir, never again," I said, still in thought about who it was.

Mr. Big was true to his word and we had good relations for the next 8 years until I did something very stupid, and something that I would regret for the rest of my life.

Flashback End

I watched as it happened all those years ago, except this time I was much closer to death.

"You haven't contacted me in a long time," said Mr. Big in a gruff voice. I sighed, I wouldn't be able to hear the voice of the mammal that saved my life all those years ago. However, what I and everyone else weren't expecting, was a voice to echo throughout the room.

"Hello, Nick. You seem to like getting into trouble with Antonio." Mr. Big frowned at the use of his first name being used while also looking around the room for the source of the voice. I, however, was even more shocked because I recognized the voice. Glancing around the room I tried to pinpoint her. She was like a sister to me. We grew up together, protected each other, and then once we turned 20 she just up and vanished.

"Kira, is that you?"