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I heard a great rumbling of thunder as I was doing the dishes. Steve was reading the newspaper and Natasha was cleaning her gun at the table. I looked outside the window.
I place the last cup in the cabinet. "What day is it?" I ask.
Steve flips the front of the paper down. "Thursday." he replies. "Why do you ask?"
"That means today is also Thor's-day, Steve! He comes home today!" I cheer and run down the hall and into the elevator. I jab the top button more times than necessary and hear another rumble, louder than the last. The door slides open and I turn the corner and run up the spiral staircase to the roof. I stand there, scanning the sky for any activity. A few minutes pass and I simply admire the stars.
Suddenly, the giant beam of light from the Bifrost shoots down from the clouds and makes contact with the roof. It really was beautiful. Almost as quickly as it came the beam retracts into the sky, and Thor is standing before me.
His trademark grin forms on his face. "BETH!" he bellows and runs over, crushing me in one of his bear hugs, whirling me around. "It brings me great joy to return!"
He sets me down. "I'm glad you're back, too. Happy Thor's-day!" I reply.
He laughs his booming laugh as we turn towards the stairs.
"Everybody! Guess who's home?!" I yell as Thor and I walk back into the kitchen. Everyone had gathered at the table.
"Hey! Look who's here!" Clint says and claps Thor on the back.
Everybody gives their own greeting and then we all sit down at the table.
"What's going on back home?" Bruce asks.
"Lady Sif and the Warriors Three are well. My mother and father are splendid. My half-sister Freya bore twins; a boy and girl. They have been named Arik and Ashilde. Life is pleasant on Asgard." Thor recounted. "But enough from me. How have you fared since my departure?"
"Bruce and I have been working on some new gadgets for the team." Tony said.
"Life's pretty good." Natasha added.
"It is pleasing to know that you are well." Thor said.
I cough. Not just any cough, a really painful one. And another. And another.
"Beth? You okay?" Steve asked. Everyone looked at me in alarm when I wouldn't stop. "Here. Have my water." he says and hands me his glass.
I gulp it down and splutter and I cough again. I look at my hand. Three droplets of blood rested on my palm. I keep coughing and turn my hand to Bruce. My family gasps. I see black spots in my vision, swimming around. I begin to feel faint, coughing all the while. I start to wobble.
"Beth! BETH!" Clint shouts and catches my head just before I hit the ground.