"Since your services are no longer needed; S.H.I.E.L.D. would like to thank you for participating in the autopsy of our mystery dead guy." Nick Fury said, leading the way down the long hallway with me. It was probably the nicest way to say that someone was no longer needed and was fired, ever. But on the bright side, apparently I was getting paid quite a nice sum for the work that I did manage to do. "Thor has offered his services to make sure that you are able to get to your home safely."
That was something that I definitely didn't know about. But I wasn't about to disagree with that and I wasn't about to throw a fit with that happening. Even though he had broken my metal shiny thing, he had done me a huge favor the previous night.
"Alright, sounds like a plan." I agreed, shivering a bit as we made our way out towards the runway; heading towards the plane that would bring me and Thor to Albany, where I would then drive back down to New York City.
"Once again, we would like to thank you for your help." Nick Fury said, looking at me with an annoyed expression. It was pretty easy to see that he basically just wanted me off of his ship before I became a liability.
"You're welcome." I sighed, giving him a wave as I went through the back end of the plane, walking up and looking at Thor. I couldn't help but let out a laugh at how he looked in normal human clothes. It didn't exactly look completely right on him that was for sure.
"Hello Bronwyn King." He said, a smile coming onto his lips as I made my way over to him, sitting beside him in the chair.
"Hello, Thor Odinson." I said with a slight laugh. It was fairly easy to figure out what his last name would be considering how things worked in the times of the Norse Gods. "How are you doing?"
"I must admit I am not the biggest fan of these flying crafts. It is much easier to use mjolnir for transportation needs. " He said, nodding his head and watching as the back of the plane closed up and the pilot let us know that we would be leaving soon for Albany.
I laughed quietly and shook my head a little bit at him. "Being able to fly around like that sounds like hell to me, I could never do it. The potential of falling down… Way too high for my taste."
"I do not fall all that much." He said, chuckling quietly as the plane took off. The plane shook as we went off, heading off towards the sky.
Shifting in the seat, I let out a sigh as we began to go higher until we hit altitude, flying over the sea as we headed to New York. I hadn't been told where we were, so I was unsure of how long it would take to actually get to New York from where we were.
For the majority of the trip, we were quiet; and I managed to fall asleep. This was completely understandable, considering that I hadn't slept all that well the previous night. Nick Fury had demanded I wake up before noon, because apparently he wanted to kick me off of the aircraft before I hurt myself or something along those lines.
For the hour and a half that I slept; I didn't dream a single thing or anything of the like. As the plane began to land, I was quickly woken up with the jostling of the carrier. Opening my eyes, I yawned quietly and moved my head off of Thor's shoulder. I looked over at him and gave him a sheepish smile, embarrassed for sleeping that way.
"So, how long are you staying anyway?" I asked, surprised that I hadn't brought this up at a sooner time. Taking care of a full grown Demi-God didn't seem like something that would come easy. What do they even eat? I wasn't sure if I could scrounge up enough virgin souls to make him happy.
"I will stay until tomorrow, and then I will go to Stark Tower and be returned onto the large flying ship." He said, following me off the back of the plane. I didn't know the area all that well, but I knew that they had rented a car for me to use to get back to the city; which should be super pleasant by the way. Driving, into the city, was generally not on any New Yorkers top ten list.
A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent that was situated this part of New York met us outside, handing me the keys to the car that I would drive to go back to the City. Unfortunately, we needed to actually find the car; so that took up quite a bit of time.
"Finally, I found it!" I said, calling over to Thor who had been trying to help me find the car; even though I'm pretty sure he had no idea what he was doing. I went to the black Porsche, glad that I get to try a car out like this for once in my life. "Open the door slowly because I'm pretty sure I can never afford this in my life."
"I will make sure to treat this vehicle with great tenderness." He said, opening the door gently and slowly; sliding into the car. He had to have some of my help in order to push the seat back; so that he would be comfortable at all.
With that all done, I pulled out of the parking lot and made my way out of Albany. I drove out of the city and began the long and winding way back to New York City. Thor seemed completely content listening to the music that was on the radio, nodding his head to the music and staring out the window with interest.
After about two hours in the car, I started to look out for someplace to eat; eventually finding it as a small diner off the beaten path. I hummed quietly with the music and pulled into the parking lot.
"Ready for something to eat?" I asked, looking over in his direction. The large male beside me quickly nodded his head, and he continued with his gentleness; opening the door slowly for himself. I got out on the other side and let out a soft yawn.
We made our way into the nearly empty diner, taking our seats in one of the booths. A snarly looking woman with dyed orange hair came over and tossed us our menus. Everything was cheap, as was expected.
"There are no poptarts on this menu." Thor said, sounding rather disappointed in that. I couldn't help but laugh and shake my head a little bit.
"How about we just get two hamburgers, greasy fries and two sodas?" I asked, and even though I'm pretty sure he didn't know what those were exactly; he seemed willing to eat whatever was being offered to him. When the waitress came back, I ordered exactly what I had just done.
We sat there awkwardly, playing with the few things that we found between the two of us. He flicked a piece of straw wrapper at me; and I flicked it right back at him. We continued like this until our food was finally arrived; looking at the snarly woman with guilty expressions on her face. I quickly put the straw piece in my lap.
We ate our food in roughly half an hour, no talking was once again required. We seemed much happier in our state of not speaking and just stuffing food into our faces. Neither of us were particularly cleanly.
"Here." I laughed quietly, leaning over and using a napkin to get some of the ketchup off of his cheek; shaking my head a little bit. He finished up his food, and I paid the check using some of the cash that I had in my pocket when I was brought there.
With that, we made our way out of the diner and back into the car. For the rest of the two hours that it took to get to New York City; we had a general conversation where he told me plenty about Asgard and what it was like to be a God. If I said that I wasn't totally fascinated and enwrapped in each of his words; would anyone actually believe me.
"Fuck me!" I screamed in frustration at the car that was in front of me. The car ahead of us was trying to go into the other lane, making me wait even longer for it to find its own space. Thor gave me a startled look, frowning a bit. "Sorry."
"I was unaware that women in this world used such… interesting language." Thor commented slowly, raising an eyebrow as he looked over at me. I couldn't help but let out a nervous laugh, biting on my lower lip.
"It's the New Yorker in me, I can't really help it." I said with a soft laugh, finally being able to get closer to my apartment. I wasn't entirely sure where I was going to be bringing the car, but I figured that I could just leave it out there and have it be towed. It wasn't like it was in my name or anything like that. This was the most I could do, because there weren't any set instructions.
Pulling up to my apartment building, I nearly got ran over as I tried to get out of the car. In typical New Yorker fashion, I flipped the driver off but made sure that it was so Thor wasn't able to see it.
"I'll help set up something for you to sleep in. I don't have an extra room or anything, but I have a couch and I'll try and make that as comfortable as I can." I offered, giving him a soft smile as the two of us got into the elevator.
"I am sure your couch would be most sufficient." He said, smiling at me as we made our way up to my floor. I did not miss the fact that the elevator sounded like it was going to snap and cause us to fall stories to the ground. But thankfully it held, and we managed to make it out without being horrible smashed at the bottom.
This may or may not be a huge fear for me, but I digress.
I unlocked the door to my apartment, stepping inside and turning on the lights. Looking at it after being away for a day, I could see that it was awfully small and dinky. It seemed so empty and unfortunate to be bringing a guy around here; especially one that had always lived in an amazing place.
"Hold on." I said, stifling a yawn when I went to the bathroom, opening the closet door. I got out extra pillows and a couple extra blankets. With some help from him, I got the couch pulled out. He assisted me in putting everything together, accidentally touching each other a few times.
"Well, goodnight Bronwyn King." He said, giving me a soft smile and then kissing the back of my hand gently. My stomach fluttered for a second, and I smiled at him.
"Goodnight." I said, leaning up and softly kissing his cheek. With that, we both went to our separate areas. This was really the first time that I had ever slept in the same general vicinity of a guy; so it was kind of weird. But after hearing him shuffle around in the room nearby, I drifted off.
This, however, was fated to be short lived.
At about two o'clock in the morning; the phone beside my bed began to ring. I was only half awake when it went off, hitting the area next to me in an attempt to make it stop and shut off. It was when Thor came into the room that I realized that this wasn't my imagination or something that I could just brush off.
Sighing softly, I reached out and picked up the phone. "Hello?" I groaned quietly, sounding exhausted. Thor sat down beside me on the bed, looking over at me.
"This is code red, the corpse has re-animated. You and Thor are going to be coming straight back to the helicarrier, grab everything that you are going to need. This is an emergency."