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I immediately immersed myself into work. First putting Jarvis back together. Once he was back together I could have him call every hospital in the area looking for Lana. It seemed that Jarvis was easier to put together the first time. Maybe if I wasn't trying to coordinate a contractor on steel re enforcing the front doors and adding impenetrable steel curtains over the exterior of the house and rebuilding Jarvis at the same time. I really needed Dum-E working as well to clean up the glass everywhere. I was exhausted, but nothing felt right without Jarvis. I did need the glass picked up, as S.H.I.E.L.D. managed to shatter every window in my lab. I left Jarvis to work on Dum-E.
Soon, the glass was being swept up by both Dum-E and the pizza delivery kid, whom I promised a weeks worth of wages and tips if he stayed and helped. I estimated that I hadn't slept in about a day as it was hard to keep time without Jarvis. It seemed as if S.H.I.E.L.D. had stolen components from Jarvis. I had to rebuild several. I didn't know what day it was or the time when I slapped the last circuit board back into Jarvis.
"Welcome back sir."
"Oh, thank god. It is so good to hear your voice Jarvis."
"Something feels different sir."
"Yes, I've had to rebuild parts of you. What do you remember about Thursday afternoon about 14:30? Thursday, June 14th?"
"Yes, I have memory backed up until 15:30 that day. I have no records from that time until now."
"Can you pull up video from the lab bedroom from the time I left Thursday."
"Yes, sir." Jarvis answered, "Sir, the projectors seem to be offline, would you like me to transfer it to your phone?"
"Yes, Jarvis. Fucking S.H.I.E.L.D." I muttered under my breath. Jarvis did a wonderful job of transferring the video of Lana. I missed Jarvis. I had left the house and she slept for about forty-five minutes. It became a very restless sleep as a nightmare started and intensified. She suddenly sat up screaming. I rewound the video to turned up the volume before her scream. She was mumbling something. It sounded like; 'No! Thanos! Don't!' And then the blood curdling scream. When she sat up she was sweating and trying to catch her breath. I wanted to be there to hold her. She peeled back the blankets to find blood. She lifted her shirt and the incision I had checked only hours before was burst open and pouring blood. She grabbed some clothes and wrote a note leaving it on the bed before leaving. It was almost fifteen minutes later the feed was cut indicating S.H.I.E.L.D's arrival.
"Jarvis, what time is it?"
"Sir, it is 3:23 on Sunday, June 17th." He replied. I was suddenly exhausted. I hadn't ventured back into the bedroom since Friday. I grabbed some clean blankets from storage and made small nest on the floor. It would have to do for tonight.