'You're not alone, together we stand… I'll be by your side you know I'll take your hand!'

'When it gets cold, and it feels like the end, there's no place to go you know I won't give in!'

'No, I won't give in… Keep holding on, cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through!'

'Just, stay strong, cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you…'

Chapter 2) The Survivor and the Savior

Deep beneath Zootopia, watched over and guarded by police and city official security guards, a team of engineers and scientists worked late into the night, attempting to uncover the mystery of the 'alien facility' that had been discovered only the day before.

They had tried everything to gain access to various rooms but each one barred entry that wasn't already open. Any attempts to force the doors open resulted in foul air seeping through the tiniest cracks, causing them to cease their attempts and the doors to automatically shut tight, trapping the air again.

The air was so foul and so 'toxic' to them, that it permeated even the biohazard suits 'air filters', and not even full oxygen tank users could force the doors open, as after losing the fight against the constant force, the doors shut tight and refused entry each time. Those who breathed the air became almost deathly sick until they left the building and returned to the surface, where the fresh clean air cured them.

To the Mayor, in all the reports she's been reading ever since, not going to sleep or even having time to shower or bathe properly, the strange facility was guarding its secrets with a fury not even the most savage 'predator' could match.

Now they were attempting to restore power to the computers, but so far, every attempt to either locate a power source, or even supplement the facility with power generators had failed. Each time they attempted to hook up a generator, no matter what type or how it was hooked up, the facility drained it of power within seconds dry.

The only thing they had been able to find out from their numerous attempts, was that the facility was obviously still 'functioning', still operating under its own agenda and was using the power they attempted to feed it for whatever purposes it needed.

Regarding the eggs, the chambers that held the white oval shaped 'pods', or 'Eggs' as they were dubbed by the construction crews and now given the official term by the scientists and engineers, had continued to be located by the personnel sent into the facility. In total, one thousand of these Eggs had been discovered, counting the one solitary egg that had been disconnected from the superstructure, and relocated within Mercy Hospital in Zootopia, the most advanced medical facility in the entire city.

While it was 'advised' that anything taken out of the facility be moved to a government facility where it can be safely studied, the fact that an HRM was discovered, and indicated a still beating heart, coupled with the fact that it seemed every other Egg appeared to have been shut off at different intervals in relation to each other, based on the information she read in her reports the Mayor decided that whoever or whatever was inside the egg was vitally important to the facility. All evidence, based on the aging of each body they found, with the oldest being the one solitary figure in what could only be described as a Command Center, each of the Eggs had shut down at different times, condemning whoever were inside them to a gruesome death.

Whoever or 'whatever' oversaw the Eggs had chosen a grim course of action in order to save the 'life' of whatever was inside, by slowly sacrificing all the other Eggs to prolong the ones that remained, eventually leaving only one solitary Egg to watch over. Even then, had it not been for fate, chance, or whatever it was, were it not for the construction crew, and through them her actions of ordering a new subway system, the last occupant within the one thousand eggs in the facility would have suffered the same fate as the other nine hundred and ninety-nine occupants.

It was desperate to save even one.

The only question remained, as the Mayor tiredly finished her twentieth pot of coffee, the effects becoming less and less with each hour she stayed awake…

"What did we save?" She asked as she looked over the pictures.

Meanwhile at Mercy Hospital, the entire facility was closed, and all patients inside transferred quickly to other facilities. At the same time, they shuttled the egg they had extracted from the underground facility and placed it a ward that would allow them to monitor and examine it.

Now doctors and nurses were attempting to examine what it 'was' that was inside the egg, as the power sustaining it had expired, and the Egg released its clamps, allowing them to 'at last' look upon the being inside of the pod.

The entity was around five feet nine in height, with a whitish-tanned skin and lacking any distinctive mammalian traits they were familiar with in the medical fields.

"It has no body fur; how can it possibly stay warm?" A Giraffe asked his colleagues.

"Look at the face, the structure is remarkably similar to those of ancient apes, but that species died out almost a hundred thousand of years ago."

"Distinctly male if the genatalia is anything to go by and based on preliminary x-ray scans it has a bone structure very similar to most mammals but at the same time drastically' different!" Another said as they lifted the medical gown and pointing beneath it.

"Body temperature is very low, despite no longer being within the confines of the pod, but it is slowly rising." A Tigress whispered as she checked her notes and checked the HRM. "I would surmise that the 'pod' kept him in a very cold environment, not because it is a natural environment but for other reasons entirely…"

"But why would one deliberately freeze themselves to such a drastically low temperature?" A Polar Bear scientist asked as he went over his notes. "The temperature within the pod when we checked was just below five hundred degrees below zero! At those temperatures, even a Polar Bear would struggle to survive… and he doesn't even have such excess body fat or fur to help him survive those temperatures."

Then a badger nurse asked a question that caused a massive debate among all the mammals.

"What if the 'pod', was designed to keep him frozen, and he willingly went inside of it? That would explain his condition." She said. "We know that the structure he was found in is older than anything in recorded mammalian history, older than even the oldest fossils archeology has uncovered. What if he and the others like him… hid in these pods to… 'wait' until they were to wake up at a certain time?"

And with that they began arguing and debating, some saying how that makes no sense because only 'he' survived, and others building off it and asking new questions like why only 'he' survived?

What none of them noticed was that the HRM was beginning to spike more quickly, as all the talk and now arguing was beginning to stir the human from his time-unknown slumber.

(Jeremy's PoV)

'Wh… wha… what is… going on?'

He thought as his mind slowly began to work again, everything was moving slowly to him, his body attempting to reassert feeling as blood tried to flow to where it was needed. His heart was beating at a slow but steady pace, trying to reaffirm what pace it was supposed to be working at and wake up the rest of his body. His feet were still terribly numb, and his fingers could not feel anything as the veins were still partially 'frozen', nor could his legs feel properly as they too were partially frozen inside.

His bones felt so brittle that he was surprised he could 'feel' his bones, but to him they felt like they could crack and break at even the slightest provocation. The two things that 'were' working properly, at least based on what he could tell, were his ears and his eyes. Every other part of him was still trying to figure out what was going on, but his ears could hear talking and his eyes could see a distinctive light past his eyelids.

'Voices… I can hear… voices…'

"There's no way any creature could last that long, even hibernating! A Polar Bear could probably last half a year at 'best'!"

"But Polar Bears don't sit within high tech pods clearly designed to 'freeze' the occupant to well below sub-zero temperatures!"

'Voices… they sound… like people… then that means… it worked?' He thought, and as if that were the signal, his body's organs started pushing into overdrive to speed up the wake-up process. 'It worked… we made it!'

His heart sped up to force blood into frozen veins, his lungs pulled in warm air despite how much they hurt because of it, and his limbs shook in an attempt to shake up and force themselves to move again.

'Just… gatta wake up… come on… tell the others… wake up everyone else… and-AGHHHH!'

He tried to open his eyes to look at his fellow 'Cryologists', who were probably waking the others up alongside him, but his eyes still unused to seeing light after who knows how long they were asleep, recoiled in pain as his first light nearly blinded him and forcing them to close again.

'Ow… that wasn't supposed to happen!' He thought fearfully. 'I should be in my pod still, my body… what's wrong… something's not right…'

This wasn't what was covered in their meetings, they should each have remained in their pods for at least thirty-seven hours before being pulled out, both to allow their bodies time to safely thaw out naturally and to allow them a chance to get used to being active after such a long period of time. Yet as feeling returned to his body, he felt that he wasn't in his soft and comfortable pod, he was lying on what felt like a very flimsy mattress, almost like it belonged in Medical Bay.

Everything wasn't making sense, his feet were still stiff and cold, his arms and legs were shivering, and his organs felt like they had pieces of ice stuck in them that stung painfully every second. Even his eyelids felt 'cold' to his eyes, despite the obvious warmth he was in.

'This isn't right… something is wrong… what is happening?'

Now he knew something was wrong, if the others had pulled him out early for any reason, they would be watching him closely and talking to him, trying to ease his worries and let him know what is wrong. But that wasn't going on, they were still talking among themselves, and now that his ears seemed to be working at full strength, his brain trying to absorb information wherever it could get it, was now intently listening to every word being exchanged.

"If he was supposed to wake up at a certain time, then why did he not wake up on time?" Someone asked, but the tone, the accent, it was off compared to what he knew. "Obviously he didn't wake up when he was supposed to, if so then we can only assume that he is supposed to remain in that… 'stasis' or whatever you wish to call it!"

'Those… those aren't voices I know… I must wake up… I have to see what is going on!" He thought as he braced his eyes again and forced his eyelids to snap open.

Instantly his eyes screamed in pain at the sudden light pouring into them, but he forced them to see and rapidly adjust, but because of how cold his body still felt, how much everything was struggling to get back into sync with each other, his eyes struggled painfully to reassert visual information for his brain.

Soon though his eyes for the sake of gathering information for his brain, began to visualize and form shapes, colored blotches, and everything else around him into something that made sense.

It was as he guessed, some kind of medical center, as the light above him revealed various medical tools and equipment surrounding his bed, from HRM to tables with medical syringes and liquid doses. But the walls were not metallic, there was too much room for even a single medical lab to warrant the bed he sat on, which was almost three times his size.

Now fear began to creep into his mind and body as his eyes scanned the room for 'anything' human, but despite how it looked human, how familiar everything was to him it was just slightly out of the ordinary to cause his mind to signal 'Red Alert' to the rest of him.

That was when the voices became apparent again, and his eyes found the source, and he went from being at 'Red Alert' to DEFCON '0'.

Animals, he was looking at what he could only describe as a group of 'animals' from his time, but far more evolved versions of the ones he knew about from old books and texts. These creatures were standing upright, they wore clothing no less similar to what humans once wore, lab coats, medical tools, talking among themselves… talking about 'him'.

They were so busy with their own discussion, talking about how he got there, why he was in a pod, what was its purpose and who knew what else that they didn't realize that his HRM was starting to skyrocket. His heart was pumping as fast as it could, painfully trying to shove blood around to get his 'fight or flight' mechanic going.

All logical thought left his mind as it only had one thought, 'escape', get out, get away, find help, run… run… run…

RUN!

But a small part of him was still rational enough to reign in his fear, but only barely, and only for as long as 'it' could maintain a semblance of control. They weren't aware of him waking up just yet, so he had only one chance to slip away and get past, perhaps find help or figure out where he was or even 'when' he was and find the others and figure something out.

As quietly as he could he began to slip out, not taking his eyes off of the animals who were still animatedly talking among themselves. He was just about to get off the bed when the HRM that had a small rubber piece taped over his chest, tugged at the machine and caused it to lean over and knock over a glass vial and several syringes.

This caused the tiniest of crashes and breaking glass, but to him it might as well have been a Magneton Fusion-Nuclear Bomb, as the noise alerted the animals.

They all turned toward him and stared in shock and awe at him, clearly not expecting him to be awake, let alone attempting to get up.

But the silent shock of them realizing he was awake and up, and him realizing that he had been caught turned to utter chaos as the part of him that was still rational relinquished control and he obeyed the simplistic instinct of his species, the fight or flight mechanic. In a millisecond he realized that one he was outnumbered eight to one, and two at least '3' of the animals were predatory in nature, a jaguar, a polar bear, and a tiger. With that information, his body chose between the two options, and chose 'flight'.

He jumped off the bed and scrambled toward the door, ripping off tapes and feeling needles rip out painfully from portions of his body. His body had apparently chosen the worst time to 'feel' again, as he screamed in pain and almost fell, before fear compelled and forced him back to his feet to run even as the medical animals got over their shock and chased after him.

Some of them screaming at him to stop, others telling him not to hurt himself, and some yelling to call the police and the mayor.

Without clothes on he slipped and ran blindly through the hospital, his feet struggling to stay level and keep him up because they weren't used to his weight after being asleep for so long, not to mention they were still partially frozen. His legs too began to wobble and scream in agony as he tried to run faster, but still he pushed them on because he had to get away from them!

That was when he saw the 'Exit' sign at the end of one corridor and prayed that it meant what he believed it meant.

He pushed against the door and it swung open, but at the same time an alarm sounded, which no doubt signaled his location to everyone within hearing range, yet that was the 'least' of his concerns. It was freezing outside as pouring rain and thunder sounded above him, and with only a thin gown that only covered him up below his ankles, and both blood and muscle still partially frozen, his body instantly began to freeze as the sudden temperature drop was agonizingly painful to him.

His body had only 'barely' begun to sync and get used to the nice warm atmosphere of the building he was in, and now he had forced his body into a sudden temperature dropping situation.

"Stop whoever you are! Please!" Someone yelled behind him, just as the tiger scrambled around the hallway and spotted him.

He began to run, his feet starting to feel 'agony' as he ran across black concrete, wet and freezing from the rain. He felt tiny pieces of glass and asphalt cut into his skin, but the only thing that stayed his blood from pouring out of the wounds was that it and the veins weren't fully thawed, yet this also meant that nothing was protecting his body from infections.

He tried to run faster and managed to get around the corner of the building to head toward what looked like a street, and soon found himself dodging vehicles. Horns blazed at him, passersby yelling and screaming at him to get outa the way, he turned this way and that, lights and sounds overwhelming his senses as his body began to shut down from the cold, yet his brain and heart were trying to keep him going as he fumbled and tried to run, miraculously avoiding being killed by the vehicles as they swerved around to avoid him.

Just as he saw a long white vehicle swerve to a sudden stop barely a few feet in front of him, he heard the sounds of sirens and saw flashing lights behind him. He turned around and began hyperventilating as his heart could no longer pump fast enough to keep up with his actions. He saw multiple vehicles swerve to a stop, and many animals all in 'uniforms' and some carrying sidearms jump out to aim at him, yelling and shouting at him, but he could barely hear them or make out anything they were saying.

"This is Officer Rhydon, lay down on the ground NOW and put your arms behind your head!"

It became too much, the yelling, the cold, the lights, the fear, everything was too much for him now as his body slowly shut down. He shivered heavily as he fell backward, trying to defend himself from 'anything' by shielding his eyes at least from the light. His legs were twitching, and his feet now began to bleed as his heart had managed to pump enough to them for the action to take place.

"GET ON THE GROUND AND ARMS BEHIND YOUR HEAD!"

He knew it was over, his arm barely could stay up as he tried to shield his eyes, which still had not fully recovered or adjusted to his surroundings. All he could do was sit there and wait for them to either finish him off, or let his own body shut down on its own…

"Get away from him!" A voice yelled out.

He was still hyperventilating, but now that his brain was focused on listening and not seeing, and his body wasn't moving anymore, he heard those four words that caused him to lower his guard enough to look up with the tiniest ray of hope. Standing in front of him were several uniformed Rhinos, an elephant, a bear and goats all with firearms pointing in his direction.

Yet standing in front of 'him' and acting as a shield was a slim figure wearing a fancy dress and standing on two hooves, with spiraling antlers and defiantly looking back at them with its arms spread wide.

"Ma'am get away from that creature, we don't know what kind of threat it is!" A Rhino yelled.

"You get away from that mammal, don't you see a scared and frightened creature crying out for help when you see it?" She shot back, still not budging an inch. "Your officers of the law, your supposed to 'protect and serve'! Well why aren't you protecting this mammal, look at it, it's practically terrified of you!"

Things were getting fuzzy, but he did his best to focus, trying to see what was going on. He figured that these were 'law enforcement' and that they had perceived him as a threat and were trying to simply stop him to protect others. This one however, was a citizen, and 'she' seemed to be his only hope for protection at this point.

He could barely see clearly, but if he was right her species looked very similar to 'Antelopes' from his time. And even though he only saw the back of her, she looked absolutely beautiful to him, but a part of him probably only thought that, because so far, she was the only one that was 'actively' trying to protect him, going so far as to use herself as a living shield.

"Ma'am please, step aside and let us handle this." The rhino said trying to get a clearer shot around her. "That creature is not like any mammal we've ever seen, we don't know what it is, and we can't be sure what its capable of or if it's a threat. For your safety please step aside and let us do our job!"

"And if you want to do your job than you will stay 'away' from this poor thing and call for medical help!" She shouted back, not budging at all and shifting her weight enough to keep herself between him and the rhino's firearm. "Franky, help me out here!"

Within seconds later the car behind him shifted slightly as a door opened, and a large, burly tiger in a suit and holding an umbrella stepped around to stand in front of the Antelope. He handed her the umbrella and proceeded to crack his knuckles and cross his arms at the officers.

The Antelope, now freed from being forced to stand guard over him, turned around to look over him, and as he stared into her brown eyes, at her pale gold fur, and the sweet kind and gentle expression she wore as she looked at him…

He felt at ease and felt safe, but also felt his heart… beating easier at the sight of her, as if the sight of her and being this close to such a gentle creature gave him a sense of hope and peace that he hadn't felt in such a long time.

(Gazelle's PoV)

"It had to rain today… of all the days it had to rain 'today' huh Franky?" She asked her driver, Franky.

"Sorry ma'am, guess the weather people didn't do their jobs today." He said, trying to lighten the mood as they drove through traffic at a slow pace.

She sighed in annoyance, she wanted to pick up her new dress that she had custom made for a music video recording session tomorrow. Now it would have to be delayed, she refused to not be properly dressed for the song she'd spent weeks rehearsing for if the dress she ordered wasn't ready for it.

She was sure her agent was going to chew her out, saying 'oh just use another dress that also fits it!', but she wasn't going to do it in anything else. That dress had been designed 'for' the song as much as the song had been written for the dress!

"My agent needs to learn to see things from my eyes." She complained to Franky.

"He is only your agent Miss Gazelle, he just wants to make sure you are on time for your rehearsals!" He said with a smile as they turned down a road. "He did have to fight to get you this music video deal for the record studio on such short notice."

"Yea, on 'his' short notice, honestly, we could just go to the other one we usually do, and it would be just as nice!"

With that she sighed and leaned back and looked at the rain pattering against the window. She didn't like the rain, especially this fierce thunderstorm that just rolled in. She was already in a sad mood from yesterday and now this rain made it even worse.

She had written two songs and was almost done writing a third when she finally stopped, only realizing just how 'sad' they were. They talked of broken hearts, of saddened souls, and of longing to be when separated from another. She didn't understand why she had been able to write those songs so easily, when she was normally known for more cheerful, colorful and heartwarming songs that made her so very popular.

All she knew was that, after seeing that van yesterday, she could only feel saddened and alone and so she wrote songs about longing for another, missing a heart she didn't even know, and wanting for something that only someone else knew.

Her heart hadn't relented with the aching either, as it continued to feel saddened and alone the more, she thought about that van, and whatever it was that was inside of it. She had built her whole career on making people smile, of helping spread her beliefs in everyone getting along and of mammals living together happily despite their differences. Her backup dancers, bodyguards and even drivers were proof of her beliefs, all of them predators and brothers.

Before yesterday she hadn't felt such pains in her heart, not even when she watched as the Zootopia she loved and knew was being torn apart by the 'Night Howler' incidents, when predators supposedly were going rabid and mauling prey at random.

That had hurt her deeply, but this ache, was different, it was so much deeper to her that she didn't understand why it hurt so much.

"What are you trying to tell me heart… what are you trying to tell me?" She asked herself, wanting to follow her heart wherever it led.

Just as they were turning a corner Franky suddenly began swerving as oncoming cars swerved to get out of his way.

"What the!?" She yelled in confusion.

"Hang on miss Gazelle!"

Her driver was the best of the 4 Tiger brothers, and he managed to get past most of the crazy drivers, but not before he suddenly slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop just past an intersection near Mercy Hospital for All Mammals.

She looked out the window of her Limo and saw, to her astonishment, a mammal on two feet and wearing only a hospital gown outside her window, trying to shield itself with an arm as multiple squad cars screeched to a halt and officers poured out with guns drawn. She could hear them screaming at the mammal to get down on the ground, but the poor creature, freezing in the rain, was either too scared to comprehend them or too afraid to obey.

There had been only a moment when her limo had skidded to a stop, when the mammal had looked at her vehicle with terrified eyes, that her eyes met 'his'… and her heart suddenly beat loudly.

She saw this poor thing, felt its fear, felt it hurting and felt the cold grip of terror on its heart. Once more, it was as if her heart was compelling her, telling her to save it… that without hesitation she swung her door open and moved to stand in front of the mammal, just as the Rhino officer screamed at the creature to get down on the ground in a loud and violent tone.

"Get away from him!" She yelled back, shocking all the officers as they instantly recognized her despite the rain messing with her lock of hair and fur.

"Ma'am get away from that creature, we don't know what kind of threat it is!" He said to her.

"You get away from that mammal, don't you see a scared and frightened creature crying out for help when you see it?" She shot back, still not budging an inch as her heart compelled her to defend this mammal. "Your officers of the law, you're supposed to 'protect and serve'! Well why aren't you protecting this mammal, look at it, it's practically terrified of you!"

"Ma'am please, step aside and let us handle this." The rhino said trying to edge around her so he could get a clear shot. "That creature is not like any mammal we've ever seen, we don't know what it is, and we can't be sure what its capable of or if it's a threat. For your safety please step aside and let us do our job!"

"And if you want to do your job than you will stay 'away' from this poor thing and call for medical help!" She shouted back. "Franky, help me out here!"

Her driver nodded and grabbed an umbrella, before walking out and around to stand in front of her, handing her the umbrella and giving a threatening growl while cracking his knuckles, daring any of them to get near.

Umbrella in hand she turned around and leaned down to look at the poor mammal she just saved and stared into a pair of deep azure blue eyes.

Instantly her heart once more her beat loudly in her chest, and she felt the same anguish and longing she felt before. It was as if… this mammal's heart was reaching out to her, trying to call out to hers. She knew right there that this mammal was not a threat, that he meant no harm, and that he needed her help.

She was the only one who could truly help him.

"Are you okay?" She asked him softly.

The mammal didn't respond instantly, but his body answered for her, he shivered feverishly, his 'skin' was pale, and he looked extremely weak. His eyes also spoke for him, he was scared, terrified, and confused at everything and everyone around him. But as they looked into her eyes, the tiniest bit of color seemed to return to them.

"It's alright… I'm right here…" She whispered gently, reaching forward with her hand and slowly holding it with her own.

He was 'deathly cold' to the touch, it was no wonder why he was shivering, the freezing temperature of the rain was doing a number on this mammal with no fur.

He didn't retract from the touch, either out of a sense of small trust toward her, or because he lacked the energy to, his hand slowly curled inward and grasped hers shakily.

"Do you have a name… can you talk to me?" She whispered as warmly as possible, gently smiling to offer as much assurance to the frightened mammal as she could.

His mouth tried to move, but it was stuttering so much she couldn't hear over the rain. She slowly leaned closer, putting her ear as close as she could.

"J-J-J-J… Jere-m-m-my… Wilh-h-h-heart…"

She leaned close and hugged him closely, using her own body heat to help warm him up, and as she did, she felt her heart beat slightly faster, as if responding to 'his' heart beat and how hard it was trying to keep beating.

"I'm Gazelle… and I'll help you however I can… Jeremy." She whispered comfortingly. "Don't worry, I'm right here… I'm right here Jeremy."

She felt him shivering, but her comforting words had reached his ears, and he soon nodded, although it was incredibly stuttered with how hard he shivered.

He slowly tried to wrap his arms around her as well, but with how much he shook it was obvious he lacked the energy to do so properly. So instead she tightened her grip on him hummed slightly, letting him hear a gentle tune that would at least ease his fears if only the tiniest amount.

"I'm going to take you to a hospital, I'm going to get you help… do you think you can trust me to take you to one?" She asked him soothingly.

His response was slow, but she only needed to hear one word to put all of her worth in the task of helping this mammal.

"Y-Y-Y-Y-Y… yes…" He whispered, almost tearfully.

She nodded and looked at Franky. "Franky, your jacket, the poor thing is deathly cold, and we need to rush him to the hospital!" She ordered.

Franky nodded instantly, whatever he thought he wasn't going to question her reasons or intents for helping this strange mammal. He just took his jacket off as she stepped away and wrapped it around him while she handed him the umbrella and guided him to the other side of the limo, away from the officers.

"Miss Gazelle what are you…"

"I'm taking this mammal to a hospital, one where he wont feel 'scared for his life'!" She responded instantly, putting herself between the officers and the mammal as Franky held the door open for them before gently coaxing him in. "If you want to complain about it, feel free to complain! But first I'm going to make sure this Mammal gets treated, before you suddenly have to explain why you let an innocent and terrified mammal die because you thought it was going to hurt 'twelve scary predator officers' when its freezing in the rain alone and frightened for its life!"

With that Franky shut the door and swiftly got into the driver's seat, before taking off down the road toward another nearby hospital.

As he drove as quickly as the speed limit would allow, she looked over the freezing mammal whose life she just saved, and hugged him as tightly as she could, using her body heat to try and warm him up as best she could. He was so cold, colder than she thought normal, and felt his shivers becoming more violent by the second. He was so very thin, so very pale, lacking in fur everywhere on his body with exception to the top of his head, which had a deep dark brown color.

He didn't say another word, rarely looked around, and only hugged himself because she was holding him close to her in a way that made his arms grip themselves, but their grip was so tight she was surprised he wasn't causing even more harm to himself.

She tried to figure out what kind of mammal he was, but he didn't resemble any mammal she knew of. He wasn't as tall as an Antelope, he wasn't wide enough to be an elephant or a hippo, he lacked any kind of fur that could even faintly resemble a Tigers or any other mammal, even a skunk! He didn't even feel like an Armadillo, and based on how she hugged him, he had no tail.

This truly confused her, as he wasn't anything that she was familiar with, and yet at the back of her mind she felt… like she 'did' know him, or at least knew what he was.

But she didn't know where or 'why' or even what he was.

'Doesn't matter, I'm going to help him, he's putting his faith in me… and I need to save him.' She thought with fierce determination.

Minutes later Franky pulled into a parking lot right in front of the closest hospital they could get to, and he quickly got out, opened the umbrella and helped her ease him out of the car. As he tried to walk his feet gave out, and she gasped as he began to fall forward, only for Franky to drop the umbrella and swiftly catch him in one arm, but it allowed her a chance to see his feet.

His feet were soft, had no pads of any kind or hoofs to make walking easier, instead they were riddled with tiny shards of broken glass, pieces of asphalt and who knows what else that had caused them to turn red and slightly purple, two colors that weren't supposed to be mixed on any creature in pain.

Quickly they ran in and she immediately had him admitted, the hospital staff not questioning who or what she brought to them, only knowing who she was and not daring to refuse her request.

Being a Pop Idol and a Model as well as Zootopia's Number 1 most Recognizable Face had its perks.

By this point he had fallen unconscious, and they had to rush him on a rolling stretcher to the ER as they diagnosed him on the run. She didn't hear much, but they said that his heart was failing, and he was going into what they called an 'extreme case of hypothermia'. She followed along with the mammal and the staff as long as she could, only stopping when he was pushed past a pair of 'ER' Doors, and she was asked to stay outside, did she finally leave the poor mammal's side.

The moment he left her sight, her heart, which had moments ago felt at peace if only a little, suddenly ached even harder than it did earlier, before she met him.

Unable to quell the uneasy feeling she had, like she had to be with him to make sure he was fine… she sadly turned around and walked toward the front desk, not wanting to 'rest' in the waiting area, and not wishing to return home. Since neither of those mattered to her, she told Frank to go take the limo and fetch her a smoothie, while she went to work out the 'expenses' for this hospital visit.

'Being a Pop Star and a Model had its benefits' She thought again, as she informed the hospital that she would be fitting any and all bills for the ER Patient that was just admitted, and told them that, in no subtle way, if anyone else besides 'her' tried to take that mammal out of this building for any reason, she would make sure they wouldn't have such 'nice' a reputation as they were famous for having.