Some things are slightly AU just to fit the character's stories. So dialogues or scenes will change, it's not a mistake don't worry. Anyway thanks for reading, and please let me know what you think! ((This is a super short chapter, but the rest will be longer, it's just for the intro!))

The four of us sat inside the van, surrounded by earth and dust and dirt. Erik was impatiently tapping his fingers on the wheel, while I sat next to him, tired and mildly irritated. Both of us thought on this occasion Jane had missed something, or saw something that wasn't there. Like the past seventeen times.

She and Darcy sat cross legged in the back, cables and screens arround them. While Jane worked with the energy patterns showing up on screen, Darcy absentmindedly looked out the window.

"I don't know what we're waiting for, it wasn't that much energy on the charts," I spoke.

"That's because it's a starting point, it's going to rise," she explained.

I admit I understood none of this. Science wasn't my best friend, but I understood that the amount of energy we would see if this were what we were looking for, would be immensely larger. Erik began arguing with Jane, my desperation rubbing off on him. After so many years of looking for the same thing, you kind of start losing hope that it's ever going to reappear.

"I wouldn't have made you all fly out here if I wasn't absolutely sure-"

"Um, guys," Darcy interrupted, "I think you'll want to see this."

I turned around, and saw the flashes. Blue light coming through the clouds, and then a huge surge of energy and light cutting through the night sky. My mouth opened wide and I felt adrenaline rush through me.

"Drive!" I exclaimed, pushing Erik to snap out of his surprised state.

He quickly turned the engine on and sped towards the growing lights. We were only a few feet away when the blast hit the ground, dust rising everywhere and halfing our visibility.

"Keep going!" Jane insisted, bringing out her camera and filming everything.

"No," Darcy screamed back, "I am not losing my life for college credits!"

Darcy tried climbing in the front and turning the wheel around, and as I turned to push her back a loud smack was heard from front of the car and the rest of the noise from whatever that energy had been was gone. Silence filled the car and everyone looked at each other for a moment before I broke out of it and opened the door, walking towards whatever we had hit.

"I think that was legally your fault," Darcy called to Erik.

"Get the first aid kit," Jane said.

The dust clearing, I now saw we'd hit a man. He lay on the ground and Jane kneeled besides him chanting please don't be dead over and over again. I inched closer slowly, feeling Erik's eyes on me. The man started breathing, then sat up, looking first at Jane, who was closest to him.

"Woah, does he need CPR?" Darcy asked, "because I totally know CPR."

He was indeed very good looking, maybe the most attractive person I'd seen in my entire life – not that I remembered all of it – but I couldn't focus on that, I still felt my entire body tense with shock and I hadn't been able to take another step after he'd opened his eyes. He groaned and fell back to the ground.

"Where did he come from?"

I looked at Erik but as we considered saying something more, the man stood from the ground with a groan and began flailing around. He was still inside the circle that had appeared on the ground, the symbols the same as the ones I'd seen before and could never forget.

"You all right?" Darcy asked.

"Hammer!" he bellowed, "hammer!"

"Yeah, we can tell you're hammered, it's pretty obvious."

Jane began taking pictures and writing things down excitedly while the man paced around in a dazed state, looking up at the sky.

"We have to take him to the hospital," Erik said.

"What?" I asked, finally speaking, "no! We don't!"

He started to reply, but then Thor's yelling interrupted.

"Father! Heimdall! I know you can hear me, open the bifrost!"
Bifrost?

"Hospital it is," Jane agreed with Erik.

"You!" he turned, pointing at Erik, "what realm is this?"

He listed of names, none of which we knew and then Darcy brought her taser out.

"New Mexico," she said.

"You dare threaten me?" he stared the weapon down, "I am the son of-"

Darcy shot the gun, and with a shock he fell to the ground, unconcious. We all turned to look at her but she just shrugged.

"What? He was freaking me out!"

"Let's just put him in the back of the truck and take him to the office," I said.

"He needs to get checked," Erik insisted.

He carried him into the van, Darcy jumping in besides him, followed by Jane. I climbed in the passenger seat as Erik was starting the engine.

"Erik, please," I whispered.

"I know," he whispered back, "we'll stay there until he wakes up but we can't just assume he's fine."

"Fine."

"Anna-"

"I said it's fine."

He started driving and when Jane and Darcy had stopped looking at us for arguing he turned back and spoke to me.

"I know how important this is," he said, "and I promise: you're getting answers. I won't let this pass without you getting what you need."

I nodded but turned away. I hoped he was right.

Thirty Years Ago

A thirty year old Erik Selvig sat in the highest branch of a tree, notebook in hand, undecifrable equations covering every corner of the lined page. He came often out to the woods near his lab for peace of mind, but the usual silence was suddenly interrupted by the sound of something coming from above. He turned his head up and saw blue light breaking the white covered sky and then a blast of it breaking down into the ground in front of him. He climbed down the tree as the dirt that had been lifted fell back into the ground and creeped towards the figure on the ground.

He could tell it was a woman but he couldn't tell much else. She was wearing a dark blue dress, almost black, sleeveless and too thin for the cold weather of Norway. She started coughing, sitting up and looking at him.

A multitude of feelings passed through her face, from fear to confusion to worry.

"Hello," he said, holding his hand out for her, "I just want to help you."
"I-" her voice shook, "where am I?"

"Norway. Earth."

Her brows furrowed but she didn't answer anything.

"Who are you?" he asked.

She thought about it, visibly confused.

"What's your name? Do you know where you came from?"

Her eyes filled with tears and she blinked rapidly trying to hold them back. She finally looked at him and shook her head.

"That's alright," curiosity overtaking his fear of the unknown, he kneeled next to her, "we'll figure it out okay? I promise I'll help you."

Her shoulders untensed and althought she still looked worried and confused a part of her calmed when he said this. She nodded at him and he smiled at her.

"I'm Erik Selvig," he said, "can I call you Anna while we figure things out?"