During the night, you had gotten a call, which instantly ruined your beauty sleep. However, you answered anyways- thinking it was a spam call or something.. alas, it was not. It was Swineheart, calmly but with some desperation in his voice asking you to bring medicine and antidotes, and to go to Bigby’s apartment as soon as possible.

With much urgency, you had arrived in around five minutes, immediately stepping inside and being greeted with a trail of blood leading to Bigby, who was sitting on his armchair whilst bleeding out. A distressed Snow was beginning to exit, leaving the three of you there.

You made your way to the delirious wolf, examining his condition as his eyes slowly raked over your form.

“.. Hey..” He rasped out in a gruff, weak voice, his gaze softening as he stays still.