It took her nearly thirty minutes to get to the site and even then she wasn't sure if it was even the same one. She couldn't count on her fingers the number of times that Jane dragged her and Erik out to this part of the New Mexico desert but when it came down to it, it looked like every other piece of wasteland to her. She parked the truck and wandered under the open night sky with nothing but a flashlight and her trusty taser. The dirt crunched under her boots as she wandered around, watching the sky and the ground for any sign of it. She wasn't even sure what to call it, sigil? The Sigil of the Bifrost. Some kind of sign that this was where it had touched down. It took her nearly two hours before she spotted it, it's intertwined lines just barely visible in the matted dirt but she knew that this was it. She pointed her flashlight towards the sky and yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Heimdall! I think that's your name. I know you can hear me!" She called out, her voice dying in the air around her with nothing to echo off of. She looked around the desert, it had an eerie midnight glow to it; the moon was impossibly bright. Part of her was feeling pretty foolish, it was a foolish plan to begin with. When she had heard from Jane that Thor had taken Loki back to Asgard for his penance she had to immediately fight the urge to drive to New Mexico right then and there. She had gotten through almost a week before she broke down and got into her car and drove.
She didn't have a plan, maybe she didn't need one. She just knew that she needed to get Heimdall to hear her and maybe get her message back to Loki, if he was even still alive; she didn't know how they dealt with treachery in Asgard but she knew that it couldn't be very good.
"If you can hear me Heimdall, I would really appreciate it if you could get a message back to Loki for me." She waited for a long time before she continued. She had no clues to work with, she had no idea if Heimdall could hear her, or if he could if would even listen. Loki had tried to kill him, so she had heard, he had no reason to care that a mortal like her was distraught over him. Though if there was anything that Darcy Lewis was, it was persistent, almost to a fault.
"I know none of this matters to you but I didn't know what else to do. I guess you find out the guy you kinda like got swooped up by his brother and taken back to his magical planet it puts things in perspective. There were a lot of things I didn't get to tell Loki when he was here and now, it's too late. I just wanted him to know that I believed everything he said to me that night, I believed all of it. I even think it would have come true if none of this had ever happened. Tell him that I'll be okay even though he's gone..."
Darcy felt like her knees were about to give out. She wasn't one to cry but she felt an odd prickle behind her eyelids and she had to stop and blink furiously for a moment until the feeling subsided. She suddenly felt very idiotic for standing there pointing her flashlight towards the starry sky so she clicked it off and held it in her limp hand.
"I started to have feelings for him even when he told me not too, how stupid is that? And now he's gone and I'm standing in the middle of the desert like a lovesick idiot shouting at an empty sky. I must look crazy..." She whispered to herself as her quiet feet dragged her back to the truck and she got in without another word. The truck drove off as quick as it had arrived and the Bifrost site grew smaller in the rearview mirror.
Darcy was too far away at that point and was concentrating too much on not looking back ever again that she didn't notice dark storm clouds that reflected colors of the rainbow forming over the sigil where she once stood.