A/N - Sorry if things are a bit slow right now; it's only the beginning. Also, having some writer's block doesn't help much either. Finally, chapter two has arrived! Enjoy.


Loki shouldn't have been surprised much that Jane wanted to try and create her own version of Bifrost, but he had been. He looked at her, as he thought about what to tell her. He knew that giving Thor back to her would just result in more loss to him. Being down in Midgard where his brother dearly wished to be gave him something to be envied over; which was quite unusual for it to be that way. He wouldn't help her as much as she wished; it would only play against him. Of course he knew plenty about Bifrost, but not near as much as Heimdall had. He let out a small breath before he spoke.

"There is not much I can inform you about Bifrost, but I shall tell you what I can." He finally replied. The two girls nodded and were both ready to listen carefully. Jane had taken out her notebook and a pen, prepared to take notes, ad Darcy studied him carefully.

• • •

Light and quick footsteps hurried down from the bridge where Birfost was slowly recovering. Hair like the night sky flowed just past her shoulders with her average sized, yet strong build seemed to give off the feeling of a strut, yet was urgent. Heimdall was still staring out past their realm with a pleased smile on his lips. The Goddess of war had a fast pace as she headed towards her old friend, and once love, Thor. He looked up at her as she approached him, her being the only other in the room. Her facial expression was a contrast to his own, which had caused his worry turn into hope.

"What is the news you bring, Sif?" He asked her, knowing that it would be coming from Heimdall. He knew the Bifrost could not be healed this soon, so he assumed it would be news about his brother.

"Loki has been located. Heimdall sees him on Midgard in good physical condition. He is with your friends." She informed him. A smile had grown on his face, but had slightly faded when he had heard that Loki was with Jane; the one he longed to be with. For the first time that he could remember, Thor had become jealous of Loki. He let out a sigh; one that showed he was frustrated at this thought. Sif sat own next to him, placing a caring hand on his shoulder.

"All is fine, Thor. Heimdall has told me that he sees no sign of attraction towards them, but more of dislike, which can only be seen by those who know him." She said reassuringly, with a gentle smile. Thor wasn't sure if that comforted him any more, since he knew that Loki tended to sabotage works of who he dislikes. He knew that destroying the Bifrost would prevent him from seeing Jane, but he never realized that it would also cause Loki to be trapped on Midgard with them. He was almost beginning to truly regret his actions, wishing that he could have thought of another way to stop his brother from destroying Jotunnheim with the Bifrost. He looked back up at her.

"Thank you, I greatly appreciate your help, but I see not how knowing he dislikes them will help me." He told her, saying the truth, since he knew what his brother could do. There was a slight moment of silence before Sif spoke again.

"I am sorry that news had not comforted you. If there is anything I can to help, please do let me know." She told him, hoping that it would help more so than what she had previously said. Thor returned a smile to her, showing he appreceated the thought.

"I will, thank you." He told her, happy to have someone else to talk to, but perhaps keep his mind off of Midgard. Even then, he knew it would be impossible to stop thinking about Jane.

• • •

"Is that everything?" Jane asked, after hearing just about all that Loki would tell them. Loki gave a small nod.

"Yes, that is all I am able to tell you." He replied. He had refused to help them any further than he had, which he still felt like he might have helped a bit too much; he knew that they were smart. They would be able to figure it out eventually if their technology allows them, but it will still take a long while for them to put it into any action. Jane nodded, looking pleased with what she had gotten, yet disappointed that she didn't get more than that. He didn't get why she couldn't just by happy about getting all of that.

"Thanks." She said to him. He gave her another polite nod and smile.

"You are welcome. Jane Foster." He replied, keeping up the facade. He gave a quick glance over to the side. Darcy was still watching him. He couldn't help but to wonder if she could tell that he wasn't being fully truthful with them, but he didn't even flinch at the thought. He looked down away from the two, looking more at the table that sat between the couch and the chair. He noticed a few bottles of water, some magazines, and mostly more research paper. The thing that struck his interest the most, was a book of Norse Mythology, one specifically about his brother and the Mjolnir. This also shouldn't surprise him, yet it made him feel even more dislike towards the girls and his brother. What he hadn't known, was that there was a book about him underneath.

"Are you hungry?" Darcy asked him. It took him a moment to realize he was being spoken to. He turned his head to look at her before answering, just having processed the question that he almost missed. He hadn't noticed that he indeed was hungry, since the last time he had eaten was nearly twelve hours ago.

"Quite a bit, actually." He told her, as if not to sound eager to get some food. Jane and and Darcy stood up; Jane walking into the kitchen.

"Follow me, food's in the kitchen." Darcy told him before following Jane into the kitchen. Loki nodded as she stood, and followed the two.

Jane was looking through the fridge to find some leftovers, or even just something new to make. Loki walked over to the counter, merely watching the two, as Darcy was looking through the cabinets to see if there was something leftover that Thor had liked, since they might have similar tastes being from the same place.

"Do all Gods eat as much as Thor does?" Darcy asked him, both girls hoping the answer was 'No.' They didn't want to have to stock up for five people again. Loki lightly chuckled at this question, and shook his head.

"No, no. My brother has quite the appetite, but not all of us eat as much as he." He answered her. Even with a calm attitude on the outside, the question had annoyed him, once again being compared to his brother.


A/N(7-1-11)- I've been having a good amount of writer's block on this story. I apologize, for Chapter three won't be up as soon as I'd like it to be. Also, I've been busy so I have less time to write. Once again, sorry to keep you waiting longer.