Short and fluffy story I came up with after seeing the movie. Checked it over several times, and I will admit that punctuation is not something that I am very good at, but I think I did a pretty good job. So please tell me what you think and enjoy the story.

AN - they live in New York, just as a quick background info.

Characters are owned by their respective owners.


Confused she opened her eyes, blinking to adjust to the dark of the night.

Something had woken her up, but there was no sounds that did not belong, the distant sound of the city below a buss in the back of her head.

No strange sounds could be heard in the apartment either, the only sound she could hear came from Mjolnir that sat by his bedside, a slight humming every few seconds.

Other then that the bedroom was silent, her breathing and his soft snores filling the air. Slowly she turned around, the movement of the bed waking up her companion.

"Jane?"

His voice was scratchy from sleep, eyes barely open as he looked down at her.

"Its nothing, go back to sleep"

He grunted and obeyed.

There was still silence, still the humming, and the distant sound of a car horn going of somewhere in Manhattan.

But she could not fall asleep, her mind wide awake.

"Thor. You awake?" she silently asked, not at all surprised when his eyes opened as soon as she spoke.

"Something is wrong, is it not"

"I don't know, something woke me up. I just can't get back to sleep"

He drew her in closer to his body, nuzzling her hair and dropping a kiss.

"Perhaps it was a dream?"

"Can't remember anything, I usually remember when I have nightmares"

They were quiet after that, their soft breathing filling the bedroom.

Mjolnir hummed from his side of the bed, keeping watch over its master and his beloved.

A tiny movement from within her body made them both jump, surprised both looked down at her stomach, the culprit to their insomnia hiding inside

Thor's hand rubbed gently against their growing child.

"Be nice little one, you're parents require sleep"

Jane couldn't help but smile at the soft tone his voice held when he spoke to their unborn child. After all this time he still spoke with amazement in his voice.

She felt like crying, stupid hormones.

"I thought you would miss the first kick" she whispered.

His eyes flew back to her, amazement and tears of his own filling them.

"The first… but I thought… you're sure?"

"Yea, that was the first"

Another little kick against his hand. Her hand joined his and another kick was felt, then another.

A few minutes passed, no more kicks could be felt.

He gently turned her on her back, her belly prominent as he lifted up the t-shirt she was sleeping in. Then he started singing.

She did allow the tears to come forward then. The god of thunder, singing a lullaby to their baby. She couldn't hear the words, his voice to soft and gentle against her skin.

He placed a kiss on her bellybutton and returned to his pillow. Drawing her close once more.

"Thank you Jane" he whispered.

"I should be saying that" she whispered back.

It did not take long before they were both asleep again, their soft breathing filling the bedroom.

Outside the clouds allowed the moon to take a peek in their window, its light shining upon their joined hands resting upon the life they had made.

There was silence in the apartment.

Except for Mjolnir, it kept on humming.