Standing in Jane's tiny kitchen, Darcy swore repeatedly as she threw down the 5th book On Norse mythology forcefully on to the counter. They existed, she had seen them herself, so why couldn't she find anything out about them? It looked so easy when Eric picked up the book from the library and found everything he needed to know on Thor. She let out a sigh of frustration and ran her hand through her hair causing her glasses to slip up onto the top of her head. Darcy was close to throwing all her books, research and everything else in her kitchenette through the wall. This was Jane's kitchen; she decided against wrecking it and besides they had come too far these past couple of years just to destroy all the research they had. She inhaled deeply and let it out to regain her composure.
It had been a trying two years for Darcy. Dealing with the strong personalities in SHIELD and Jane practically becoming a walking zombie.
Darcy took a bite of her toast when she heard the front door open.
"Darcy" Eric grunted slamming the door and greeting her with a cold grimace. "Wheres Jane?"
"Eric? What are you doing here?" Darcy replied then becoming quickly concerned and confused. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah greet, everything's just great." he said throwing his arms in the air. "Where's Jane Darcy?" he demanded staring down at Darcy.
Darcy raised her eyebrows at him. Eric always treated her like friend maybe even a father figure in New Mexico, but something had changed. "Eric, are you sure your ok? You don't look well" That was true, Eric looked like e hadn't slept in weeks- his hair was a mess and he had huge bags under his eyes. "Did something happen? You're supposed be in America right know, working with S.H.E.I.L.D"
Eric glared at Darcy and took a step towards her, causing Darcy to shuffle her chair backwards. Something had defiantly happened to Eric. "Darcy I don't have time for your irrelevant questions right now. Where is Jane?"
Darcy sighed and got out of chair, dropping her now empty plate into the kitchen sink. The cold and windy afternoon billowed into the room through the cracked window that Jane had broken through one of her sorrow driven fits, silently wishing to herself that she had just gotten the window fixed. "She will be upstairs in her room. Playing Bella Swan again" She muttered to him as she started to fill the kitchen sink. Darcy needed distraction, she felt like she could no longer trust Eric. Eric sighed sensing Darcy's discomfort and put his hand on her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. Thank's Darcy. Where's her room?" Darcy paused from her chores and showed Eric the way, resuming her task when she got back downstairs. She would have laughed two years ago if someone told her that she would end up being the sensible on. The one that would look after Jane and not the other way round. But after Thor left Jane became a shell. At first she was in denial that he was really gone and then came the temper tantrums (hence the broken window) but now she just sat there in her room doing nothing but stare at her research hoping for an answer to jump out. Darcy was attempting to help with the research, but in actual fact had practically given up. If there was a way back to Earth it would be found by now. It didn't help either when Eric gave up on them and left to work for S.H.E.I.L.D. Traitor.
Darcy had tried to sympathise with Jane saying that she know what she was going through. It was partly true, even if she only knew him for a day and like Thor he had gone to. Darcy's sympathy ended up with getting a vase chucked at her head, luckly missing, and Jane stating that Darcy had no idea what she was going through. Darcy saw the logic in I, there's no such thing as love at first sight but why did she feel so pained when he left? When he held her hand and said, like Thor, that he would return. But now he was gone. And he wasn't coming back.
What do you think? Chapter 2 should be up by the end of the day :)