It had been a hectic day for Izzy Wolfe. She'd spent the weekend with her family and was now currently driving back home. The music she was playing was loud and she was singing along feeling relaxed for the first time that day. Izzy had a power, you see. Much like the Hulk she transformed into a creature upon being angered. It had been in her family for as long as she could remember. She was the first female to have inherited it. But her father had had it and so had his father and his father and his father and his father and his father, and...You can get the picture. Anyway, upon being angered Izzy transformed into a 8'0 white wolf. She kept her human mind, which was a plus side, but in that split second between human and wolf form, she had the wolf mind and could seriously injury somebody. Izzy slammed on the brakes as something hit her car with a loud thud. She jumped out and saw a man lying on the floor. "Shit!" She cursed, her English accent filling the night air. She ran over and crouched down next to the man. "Shit. Shit. Shitty shit shit." She cursed. "Please don't be dead." She sighed in relief as his eyes opened and he took a deep breath. He rolled on to his back and stared at her, while Izzy's breath hitched as she took in the man. He was...well he was super hot. He collapsed back on the ground with a groan, breaking the weird little moment they were having and Izzy ran a hand through her long golden hair. "Where'd you come from?" She murmured, watching the man as he tried to stand up with a groan. "You okay there Pal?" She asked, standing as he manged to finally stand. "Hammer." He growled, in a husky voice. "Hammer!" Izzy tried not to snort. This guy was a bit more than just hammered, he was completely out of it. Izzy rolled her eyes. "Drunks." She muttered, crossing her arms. "Father!" The guy shouted. Great, a drunk with Daddy problems, just what she needed to brighten up her day. "I know you can hear me! Open the bifrost!" "Right you need to go to the hospital. Lets go Buddy." Izzy said, walking forward. "You." He pointed at her. "What realm is this?" He asked. "Alfheim? Svartalfheim?" "Na. You're in New Mexico. Now come on. Lets go. I don't want to have to knock you out and drag you to the hospital." Izzy replied. "You dare threaten me? Thor? With your puny mortal-" He was cut off as Izzy landed a solid punched to his face and he dropped down unconscious. "Super strength." Izzy muttered, picking the guy up. "A mostly handy side effect." She threw him in the back seat and quickly got in the driver's side searching for the nearest hospital with her satnav.


Izzy pulled into the county hospital carpark about half an hour later. She quickly grabbed the guy and carried him into the reception. Luckily the waiting room was empty and the guy was soon being sorted while, Izzy had to handle the paperwork. "Name?" A very, very bored receptionist asked. Izzy paused. "He said it was Thor." She replied. "T-H-O-R." The receptionist said, typing slowly away at her computer. "Your relationship to him?" She asked, looking up at Izzy. "Never met him before." She replied, with a shrug. "Oh! I've just realized! You're English!" The Receptionist exclaimed, making Izzy roll her eyes. Here we go again. "Uh yeah." Izzy replied. "Don't get many English people around here." The receptionist said. "I moved with my parents from Derby in England to New Mexico when I was seventeen. Mum and dad got divorced. Kinda messy." Izzy replied, with a shrug. "Could you say mom again please?" The receptionist asked, smiling at Izzy. Who internally groaned. She was just too nice sometimes. "Mum." She said, flashing the receptionist a smile. "As the man you brought in is still a John Doe can you leave a contact number and stick around so we can keep you up to date on his condition until somebody claims him?" The receptionist asked. "Yeah. Sure." Izzy replied, frowning as her sensitive hearing picked up on yelling and the sound of fighting. But as quickly as it had begun, it finished. "Thanks." The receptionist said, once Izzy had given her, her number. "We'll call you if anything happens. You're free to go." Izzy nodded. "Tell him I'm sorry I hit him with my car." She said, before quickly exiting the hospital and jumping into her car looking for a hotel to stay in.
Izzy groaned as her phone rang. She quickly glanced at the clock at the side of the double bed she was currently sprawled across. Only 2pm. Way to early to get up. "Hello?" She asked, answering the phone. "Hello Miss Wolfe. It's the hospital. We're calling to tell you that Mr Thor has been moved to a specialist unit. And his Doctor's wish for you to visit him. You were the first person he saw after the hit so it might calm him down." A man said. "Okay. Sure. I'll be there soon." Izzy replied, before hanging up the phone and grabbing some clothes and quickly getting changed.


She walked into Thor's room and glanced at the empty bed. "No." She said, shaking her head. "Not getting involved in this." She turned around and once again left the hospital. She climbed into her car muttering about 'Crazy Americans' and quickly reversed letting out a curse as once again she hit somebody. She jumped out and groaned as she saw it was the Thor guy. "Trust me. I'm not doing this on purpose. I promise." She said, before quickly lifting him up. "I suppose you'll have to come with me. Seeing as you've already escaped the hospital." She muttered, walking round to place him in the back of the car again. "Besides. I'm used to crazy."
Izzy sat at the breakfast bar of her hotel room sipping at her coffee while watching Thor. He'd just walked out the bathroom in the black skinny jeans she'd brought for him, clutching the black top she'd brought as well. He was pretty ripped. Adding to his general hotness. "You alright?" Izzy asked, causing his head to snap over to where she was sitting. "Sorry about punching you by the way." He ignored her examining the top before pulling it over his head. "The clothes any good?" She asked. "They will suffice." He replied. "You're welcome." She muttered, taking another sip of her coffee. "This mortal form has grown weak." He said, walking over to where she was sitting. "I need sustenance" Izzy rolled her eyes. Great. Not only was he crazy and homeless. He was demanding as well. The joy. "Should of left him at the hospital." She muttered.