Winter Wolf *Bucky Barnes Fanfic*

6:Not So Happy Welcome

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Bruce had finished stitching up Lupo, making sure the experience wasn't painful for her. Bucky not leaving her side. Shushing her when she whimpered, keeping his hands on her head trying to keep her calm. The muzzle had gone on, Steve having to restrain the drugged dog so she didn't hurt herself more.

No one liked having to do this. Lupo surely didn't like it. But it had to be done.

The sun was peaking over the horizon when they finished. Bucky slowly pulled the muzzle off, Lupo giving his hand an appreciative lick.

The large dog gave a big sigh, now that it was over. She didn't know how the rest of the day would go. She just wanted to show Bucky how sorry she was. Her being drugged, and the the heavy pain medication was taking a toll on her body. All she wanted to do was go back to sleep.

Even if she was scared of doing it.

Bucky decided that since the sun was up, he might as well stay up. He's had less sleep before.

Gently picking Lupo up in arms, Bucky walked out of the lab with Steve behind him. The three walked into the living room to see Natasha and Sam sitting on the couch. Sam dressed in his workout clothes, Natasha was eating a piece of toast. Both of their heads lifted to see who had come in and both of them had a sad smile on their faces. Rare for Natasha.

"How's the wolf?", Sam questioned as Bucky laid Lupo gently down on the couch next to Sam. Letting her head fall into his when Bucky sat next to her.

Bucky had started running his metal fingers through her fur. She was listening to the conversation around her. But her eyes were closed.

"She will be okay. She's a tough girl. By the way, my hands fine. Thanks for asking Tweedy.", a pouting look on Bucky's face.

Lupo licked his metal hand as it passed by her muzzle. Her eyes slowly opened, seeing that Natasha had left. Sam and her Bucky were in a little argument. Steve seeing that she was more awake gently sat next to her, careful to not jossle her sore body. Before Sam could ever say a word towards Bucky, Steve started to talk.

"Hey sweet girl. I think some homemade chicken broth and chicken would be good for you. What do you think? ", Steve whispered to her, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

A small howl left her muzzle. Yes she was tired, yes she in pain. But, she was hungry and chicken sounded delicious. Steve nodded and decided to drag Bucky to the kitchen to help make it, while Sam went on his run.

Bucky made sure to keep Lupo in his line of sight. While she kept him in hers.

It was about forty five minutes later that Bucky came back to the couch with a small bowl filled with cubed chicken and another bowl of cooled chicken broth. He slowly fed it to her, letting her get a drink of the broth at her leisure.

Once she was finished, Bucky put the dishes into the sink before returning to Lupo. Her head finding its way into his lap. It's was almost subconscious, that Bucky's flesh hand found its way onto her head, running his fingers through her fur.

If Bucky had the chance to change what dog he wanted, he would fight tooth and nail to keep her. He would be there till the end of the line.

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A couple of hours had passed, it was now nine in the morning. Bucky was watching TV while Lupo slept with her head on his lap.

Out of no where Lupo say up. Swaying because of drowsiness. Her ears perked. A soft growl coming from her muzzle.

Out of nowhere a blue strip went around the room, followed by a new man. Smelled of sweat, blood, and dirt.

Lupo was not happy with the strange blue strip, the new man, or the new smells that were all to familiar to her.

Bucky jumped when she started to bark. When she tried to move to protect him, Bucky had to hold her collar with his flesh hand and hold her chest with his metal arm. He knew who they were.

Pietro Maximoff and Clint Barton.

The two just got back from a mission together. Let's just say, Clint was ready to 'accidently' fire an arrow at the speedster. None stop fast and slow puns, and running away with Clints bow in hand.

When the blue strip went passed Lupo's face, she grabbed hold of anything that she could. That being Pietro's hand.

A yelp escaped the speedster as he tumbled to the ground, Clints bow going into the kitchen. Clint almost getting a bite out of his own hand, but was able move back in time. A yelp escaping from his own mouth.

Bucky was shocked as held Lupo from moving anymore. His metal hand coming to wrap around her muzzle to keep her from biting anyone else.

It didn't stop the growls though.

"Jesus! When did we get a wolf?!", was all Clint screamed. His eyes wide, his breathing erratic. His heart, off the charts.

Wanda and Natasha had run in, hearing the commotion. Coming to help, only to end up laughing. Clint on the ground looking like he saw a ghost. Pietro giving glares towards the large wolf dog, although instead of hate in his eyes...it was fear.

A large dog coming to take a bite out of you...out of nowhere?

That would scare anyone.

Bucky held in his laughter, while trying to calm Lupo down.

"Guys, this is Lupo. Bucky's new dog.", Natasha said with a smirk on her face.

Clint and Pietro looked at eachother for a minute. Looked at Lupo then turned back to eachother.

"I did not see that coming.",Pietro muttered as Wanda wrapped his hand in a towel so he could go to Bruce to fix it up.

A growl could be heard but it wasn't from Lupo.

"Would you just shut up with the puns?! Three days of nothing but speed puns!!", Clints hands were in his hair. His eyes closed tight.

A grumble escaped Lupo's mouth.

'You think that's bad. One of my humans made dog jokes every single day. Everyday for a year. Id take speed jokes over that.'

If only she could talk.

A/N: Yes Pietro is alive!!!! SURPRISE!!!!!

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