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JARVIS was not programmed to panic, but if he had been, this situation might have triggered it. His sensors detected an anomaly—an enormous, wolf-like creature standing in the middle of the living room. More importantly, Liam lay unconscious at the beast's feet, missing a hand.

Even more baffling was the fact that Liam had appeared inside Tony's home without setting off a single alarm or alert. Tony had security systems so advanced that even a fly couldn't sneak in unnoticed—yet here Liam was, gravely injured, without so much as a warning.

"Sir," JARVIS spoke through the speakers. "I believe you should come to the living room immediately. Liam is in critical condition."

"Define 'critical condition,' JARVIS." Tony asked and started walking fast. He had questions of how Liam was able to appear again at his place without the knowledge of anyone. Last time it was the door, but this time it was inside his house. Though he wasn't angry of how Liam was able to appear, he was curious. 

"He is unconscious, missing a hand, and currently accompanied by an unknown entity resembling an oversized wolf." JARVIS said. 

"What the hell do you mean by missing limb and 'oversized wolf'?" Tony was now running up the stairs. 

"I am unable to determine its exact classification, sir, but it is considerably larger than any known Canis lupus species. It appears to be guarding Liam."

"Right. Of course, because why wouldn't Liam bring home some kind of goddamn direwolf?" Tony muttered. "Where's Yinsen?"

"Doctor Yinsen is in the kitchen. I have alerted him as well."

By the time Tony reached the living room, Yinsen was already approaching from the hallway. Neither of them was prepared for the sight before them.

A massive wolf, dark-furred with piercing golden eyes, stood over Liam. Tony immediately stopped in his tracks, holding up a hand as Yinsen followed suit. Fenrir let out a guttural growl.

"Whoa, whoa, easy there, Cujo," Tony said. "Nobody's here to hurt your—uh, owner? Partner? Whatever Liam is to you. We just need to make sure he doesn't bleed out all over my very expensive floor." Though he complained, he felt like his blood was boiling. He had already know that Liam was going through some kind of trials and Liam had assured him that it was safe. 

If a missing limb was his definition of safe, then he and Liam needed to have a deep talk about ethics. And Tony, even though wanted to help didn't know if he should summon the Iron Mage suit and take this wolf down, because Liam needed immediate help. 

Fenrir's growl didn't stop, its gaze locked onto the two strangers. Yinsen took a step forward, but the wolf bared its teeth, ears flattening in a clear warning.

"That's a no on stepping closer," Yinsen muttered "You have any ideas? Because I'm fresh out. And Liam needs immediate help. The bleeding isn't too much and I am fearing the worst."

"Listen, Fluffy, I get it. Liam's your guy. But right now, he's down an important limb, and if you want him to keep existing, you're gonna let us help him."

Fenrir's snarl deepened.

"Oh, for the love of—look, I know Liam, okay? He's my pain-in-the-ass friend. You think I'd let anything happen to him?" Tony said. 

"Tony, it's an animal, you don't need to explain too much." Yinsen whispered at Tony.

Fenrir remained tense, but its growling softened slightly. 

"Liam wouldn't be dumb enough to keep a pet that doesn't trust him, so if he trusts me, you can trust me too," Tony said. "We need to stop the bleeding and patch him up before he wakes up and starts being all broody about it."

The wolf let out a long exhale through its nose, then—after an agonizing moment—stepped aside. 

"Finally," Tony muttered, kneeling beside Liam. He turned to Yinsen. "Alright, doc, let's get to work." Yinsen immediately went to check Liam's pulse, assessing his condition.

"He's stable for now, but how is he stable with a missing hand, but we need proper medical equipment. We should move him to the hospital." Yinsen said. 

"Yeah, not sure how well that's gonna go over with Cujo here. I don't think we can explain it to the hospital. Get him first AID. I will ask others to bring the equipment required for the surgery." Tony said. Fenrir didn't move, its eyes watching every motion they made while Tony asked JARVIS to call. 

"Stark. What is it?"

"Liam's hurt. And when I say 'hurt,' I mean 'he's down a damn hand and bleeding all over my furniture.'"

There was a pause before Fury spoke again, his voice hard. "What happened?"

"Not sure. He just dropped in with a giant wolf that looks like it could take down a tank. Also, said wolf nearly took my head off when I tried to help. So I will send you a list of surgical equipment since we won't be able to explain to a hospital." Tony said. 

"I'll be there with everything. I'll bring Romanoff and Barton. Rogers, too."

"Yeah, great, just what I need—more people in my house with opinions. Get here fast."

Yinsen nodded, already working on stopping the bleeding. Tony glanced up at Fenrir again, shaking his head.

"Liam, buddy, you better wake up soon and explain what the hell is going on and whose heads I need to pop?" @@novelbin@@

Liam jolted awake with a sharp intake of breath. He was expecting to be in the battlefield but instead he found himself at a well-lit, pristine room.

As his vision adjusted, he noticed someone slumped in a chair beside his bed. Happy Hogan, half-asleep, snored lightly with his arms crossed. The slight movement must have triggered something because Happy suddenly snorted awake, rubbing his face before his eyes landed on Liam.

"Oh, you're up," Happy became incredibly aware. "You're up! Hang on, I gotta call everyone."

Meanwhile, a blur of fur and movement launched itself onto the bed. Fenrir, who had been resting nearby, wasted no time in bounding onto Liam's lap. Liam was very relieved to see Fenrir fine and he even noticed that there was no wound in his belly.