So I'm not completely happy with this but I really like writing Darcy when she's in her element at SHIELD and this is more of Darcy with Jane and tying up the loose end of Phil's girlfriend. It's also hard to try and keep her within the constraints of the Thor movie but I hope this chapter's okay. This one and the next are set during Thor and then its the time between Thor and Avengers so that should be a bit more crazy. Let me know what you think.

Steve - 47

Loki - 27

Clint - 6

Bruce - 3

And you can still vote :)


Survival Tip #464 - If Darcy Lewis threatens to taze you, walk away slowly. She isn't kidding.

Survival Tip #286 - No drunk science. Ever.


Natasha lowered her center of gravity as low as she could, preparing herself for the younger woman's attack. Darcy however, could sense her change in position and altered her attack accordingly; doing a low spinning kick rather than her original high one.

Nat caught on and dodged it at the last second, leaping into a backflip before cartwheeling toward her shorter opponent. Darcy threw up her arm to block the leg then twisted her body to get the woman's ribs with her shin.

Tasha noticed the change quickly, turning her body into it and rolling forward, taking them both to the floor together only to have Darcy quickly break away and hit the ground on her feet in a low crouch, Natasha in the same stance. The women paused as they heard a loud clapping sound coming from the doors of the workout room to catch Clint standing there with a towel on each arm.

"You do realize that you have the same set of moves right?" he laughed, tossing each a towel as they moved to stand, "What's the point of fighting each other? I mean Tash, you taught Darcy everything she knows; it just doesn't make any sense."

Nat smiled, tripping the unsuspecting man as Darcy used her elbow to ensure that he was unable to steady himself. Darcy laughed as he thumped to the ground and informed him, "To ensure that we can still do that."

"Hey, not fair," Clint huffed embarrassed.

"That's the thing Clint," Nat smiled, "We're never fair."


"So I got the internship," Darcy smiled, clapping her hands together as her father and his new girlfriend smiled to one another at the dinner table.

She'd received the call from her dad telling her that his new girlfriend had invited them both to dinner for Christmas at her house in Portland. Darcy's initial reaction was,

"Oregon, what the hell were you doing in Oregon to be meeting women."

"She's really nice; you'll like her…I hope."

"No it's not that; I'm sure I'll like her. I'm really happy that you found yourself a girlfriend. I've been waiting for you to move on and get a lady friend from years but you never did. I'm happy about that, but Oregon?"

"She's a cellist."

"What the hell does that have to do with Oregon?"

"Are you gonna come celebrate Christmas with us or do I have to tell her that you said no?"

"Oh hush up," Darcy scowled, "I'll be there and we WILL BE exchanging presents."

Darcy looked at her father's new girlfriend and couldn't help but grin excitedly; the woman was beautiful, her light brown hair seemed to lie gracefully over her shoulders and her house was decorated like a magazine.

Darcy was so happy for her dad; he finally got a special lady friend. Maybe some of his sexual frustrations would be released and he wouldn't be so high strung. He seemed so happy with Wanda and the woman was just so nice.

"So what kind of internship is it?" Wanda asked curiously, her red dress hanging delicately along her frame as she brought in a tray of ham. God, Darcy drooled, ham. She hadn't realized how food deprived she'd been at college until she tasted Wanda's cooking. It was like magic.

"Magic," Darcy sputtered out, still eying the ham.

"I'm sorry?" Wanda asked concerned, her brows furrowing in confusion, "Did you say magic?"

"I mean space…magic; where'd that come from?" Darcy mumbled embarrassed, "It's an Astrophysics internship; studying the stars and whatnot."

"That sounds fun," Wanda told her as a breeze blew past the table and into the kitchen.

"I hope so. If not it's gonna be a long five months."

"Darcy, why don't you go help Wanda get some more of the food from the kitchen?" her father asked her curiously.

"Why don't you?" Darcy responded, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Darcy," her father warned.

"Oh don't worry; I have it all under control. I think my brother's here now anyway," she smiled, rushing back into the kitchen quickly.

"She seems nice," Darcy smiled to her dad, "I like her."

"Do you?" Phil asked her curiously, "What was that about magic?"

"I don't know," Darcy shrugged, "Foods good though huh!"

"Sure beats the cafeteria at SHIELD," Phil agreed.

"Hell, even that was good compared to the crap the college served," Darcy countered, "But this stuff is awesome. I could eat like this forever."

"You'd be a big fat dough ball of a director," Phil laughed, noticing her fake face of hurt and sadness and only laughing harder.

"That's what the training's for," Darcy replied, grabbing more potatoes, "Plus, I'm going on an internship next week, I need to have enough of this to last me all winter long."

"What are you a bear?" her father asked curiously as she growled at him, mouth full of Turkey.

"Where's the food," a man suddenly shouted excitedly, running into the room with a plate before eying Darcy curiously, "Hungry?"

"Mmhmm," Darcy responded, her mouth still full, "Ran ru rar?"

"Me?" he questioned, "Name's Pietro and I'd shake your hand but it looks like they're both in use at the moment."

"Rym Rarcy," she answered with a cough.

"Sorry," Phil covered quickly, standing from his spot at the table to shake the man's hand, "My name's Phil and this is my daughter Darcy. You must be Wanda's brother."

"That would be me," he responded, motioning to the girl seemingly covered in potatoes, "Have you been starving her?"

"College student," Phil replied with a smirk.

"I hear that," the man responded with a laugh, "Make sure you grab some to go before you leave."

"Fanks," Darcy smiled, not bothering to breathe between bites.

Wanda made her way back into the room with a smile, "So I understand that Darcy here has a present for her father?"

"Yeah," Darcy smiled, forcing herself to swallow the food in her mouth, "I would've gotten you guys something too but I didn't know what you'd like."

"That's fine," Wanda smiled.

"No problem," Pietro added. Darcy grinned and tossed the package at her Dad as he did the same for her.

"What's this?" Darcy asked confused.

"Wanda and I got you something too," Phil told her with a grin.

"Now I feel even worse for not getting you anything," Darcy huffed to the woman across the table.

"Don't worry about it," she answered.

"Hey that's from me too," Pietro butted in at the last second, earning him an elbow in the ribs from his sister.

"Open it," she urged with a grin.

Darcy shrugged and tore the paper from her present excitedly, grinning like a madman when she found the object underneath, an IPod.

"You got me an IPod?" she questioned curiously, suddenly incredibly excited, "This is awesome…thanks you guys." She turned the object over in her hands in awe. She remembered telling her dad that she wanted one at some point within the last year but she hadn't expected him to remember. "You guys are awesome."

"It's so you have something to do when you inevitably ignore your new boss," her Dad joked.

"You open yours now." He smirked and turned to the poorly wrapped object in his hands. Darcy never could wrap presents.

He tried to get past the tape that seemed to encase the wrapping paper like a mummy before finally giving up and grabbed the steak knife off the counter to saw the packaging apart. He finally got the gift open and rolled his eyes as he pulled out a pair of Captain America pajamas.

"They're awesome right!" Darcy shouted excitedly, "I had the fabric custom made." It was true. Captain America stuff was pretty hard to come by after all these years. He eyed the shirt; a loose fitting tee-shirt with a giant faded Captain America shield on the front that said "Buy war Bonds" and a pair of long, light blue pants with tiny shields all over them.

"You didn't have…"

"Don't start," Darcy interrupted, "I can't let your fanboy crush on Capt'n Rogers go without PJs. They're like a requirement for every obsession."

Darcy turned to spot a look of confusion on Wanda's face, "Your boyfriend has an obsession with Captain America, but it's not creepy. I just wanted to warn you because I am assuming that you'll be seeing him in these quite a bit."

Pietro covered his face to stop a laugh while Wanda tried to hide a blush. Her father's eyes wide in astonishment as he shouted, "Darcy!"


The email from Dr. Foster that informed her that she had received the internship had also requested that she bring only one carry-on of luggage. It had confused her at the time but as Darcy stood outside her living conditions for the for-seeable future it suddenly made sense. She was going to be living in an RV.

"What the hell?" Darcy heard herself question aloud in confusion as she took in the hideousness of the RV.

Darcy whipped the phone from her pocket in alarm and quickly sputtered into the receiver, "Clint help me."

"What's wrong?" he asked, instantly concerned.

"I'm trapped in the New Mexico Chainsaw Massacre," she sputtered in desperation, her suitcase falling face first into the sand and she felt herself break down in disbelief.

"Your fine," he scoffed, "But I will say, it is nice to hear from you. I've been pretty lonely over here."

"Aww, your little wifey run out on you?"

"If your referring to Nat, she's not my little wifey….and she is gone."

"Knew it," Darcy smirked, "You sound all sad and forlorn."

"I do not sound forlorn."

"Then you admit that you sound sad."

"I'm a SHIELD Agent…I admit nothing."

"Ha," Darcy scoffed, "You're lonely."

"Well I lost my two best girls what do you expect."

"You can always come visit me," Darcy suggested.

"I already wasted all my vacation days on your last excursion."

"Hey that was a perfectly legal…"

"I never said it wasn't legal…" Clint countered, "It was just a waste of vacation days."

"Oh crap I should go; leather face has spotted me and he's wearing the skin of a really pretty woman in plaid."

"Run…Run as fast as you can," Clint shouted in fake alarm.

"Screw you," Darcy huffed, slamming the phone shut before he could respond.

Darcy gathered her courage and moved toward the woman with a smile, "Hi. My name is Darcy Lewis and I'm the new intern."

"Hi," the woman smiled in return, "My name's Doctor Jane Foster, you can call me Jane."

"You can call me Darcy," Darcy responded with a smile. Jane grinned,

"Darcy it is."

"So Jane," Darcy began as she fumbled with her fallen suitcase and attempted to roll the wheels against the drifted sand on the sidewalk before giving up and tossing the bag over her shoulder, "What is there to do around here?"

"Not much I'm afraid," Jane responded grabbing the suitcase and setting it just inside the door of the RV before leading the way out of the RV park toward the town. "The population is really small. Most of the people here go to the football and basketball games from the nearby school…" Jane stated pointing to the sign to which Darcy read and responded,

"Go Vikings."

"Ha, yeah or they drink at the bar down the street," she mentioned casually as they passed a furniture store with the odd name 'OK'.

"Well that's something at least," Darcy shrugged.

"Don't get your hopes up though," Jane informed her with a look of scorn, "The guys here are terrible, they all boorish and sexist. It's not really any fun."

"Aww," Darcy scoffed, "My last chance at freedom before real life and now I have to end it before it begins so Elizabeth Stanton doesn't roll over in her grave; joy."

"Yeah," Jane smirked, "I think you'll find yourself pretty busy. There really isn't much time to go partying or…anything really."

"Are you a workaholic?" Darcy asked concerned.

"Well I don't think I am, but every boyfriend I've ever had does. That's why I'm so happy with Donny."

"Who?" Darcy asked confused.

"Donny, he's a Doctor; works at the hospital nearby. He's pretty busy himself so it works out pretty well."

"How does that work?"

"Well I'm self-employed and so I can pretty much set my own hours so when he has time off, which he rarely does, I make sure to leave work so we can do something fun."

"I thought you said there wasn't anything to do here," Darcy replied.

"We make our own fun," Jane smiled, looking off into space.

"I'm sure you do," Darcy smirked, "So; this the place?"

"Oh," Jane sputtered looking at the green building ahead of them, "Yup. This is it."

"Smit's…is that supposed to mean something?"

"It used to be a really expensive wedding dress shop in the 60's, but it went out of business in the late 70's and the building's gone vacant since."

"Are there still dresses in there…please tell me there are still dresses in there."

"There are but their hideous."

"Who cares, we can dress up and do wedding runways and pretend we're models or some shit."

"Why?"

"Because we can," Darcy shrugged as though it were obvious.

"We'll see," Jane surrendered, leading the way into the building.

"I'm taking that as a yes," Darcy exclaimed, high fiving the air.

"You should take that as a 'we'll see'," Jane replied, "Now come on. I'll show you what you'll be doing."


"This is boring," Darcy huffed as she pretended to fill in the spreadsheet while she was really playing Plants vs. Zombies.

"This is my life's work Darcy don't call it boring," Jane huffed, blowing her hair from her face as she continued to chart the stars.

"Well maybe you should find something more exciting to do," Darcy sighed, standing to stretch.

"You can always go back to Chemistry and Physics with idiots," Jane offered.

"Thanks but no thanks," Darcy huffed, "I'd rather claw my eyes out with one of these." Darcy lifted the protractor and pointed it to her eye, as if staring down its barrel.

"Don't do that," Jane chastised, "Knowing you, you'll trip and fall and I'll have to take you to the hospital."

"But then you could visit Donald," Darcy mocked, knowing the woman's weakness.

"I don't want him to see me like this," Jane responded, as though seeing herself for the first time.

"You haven't left this lab in three days. That's three days of no showers and limited bathroom breaks for peeing. Did you expect to look gorgeous?"

"You always look gorgeous to me sweetheart," Donald called out as he came around the corner of the building, knocking lightly and handing her a small bouquet of flowers and a light kiss.

Darcy wanted to find it as sweet as Jane did, the woman was currently fawning all over the man like a smelly blob; but Darcy just couldn't do it. The man was a sleaze. She'd caught him staring at her chest on multiple occasions, which isn't unheard of, most men did. She knew men liked to look and she had no real problem with that, but there is a definite distinction between looking and leering. There was also a definite distinction between looking and trying to cop a feel. No, Darcy did not like Donald Blake. But she couldn't say anything to Jane. It wasn't like the woman had much going on in life outside of work and Donny, no matter what Darcy tried to force on her.

So Darcy had learned to just leave the entire situation alone…it was easier that way.


Darcy sat alone in the RV on Skype with Nat, a hat made out of a cereal box on her head.

"So then I told that guy he'd better move on or he'd be gettin' his ass tazed."

"Please tell me you told him that while wearing that cereal hat."

"Sadly no; the cereal hat hadn't been in existence yet but it's awesome right!"

"I feel left out for not having one," Natasha remarked sarcastically.

"That's okay, I'm totally going to make you, Barton, and Fury one and then make you take a group picture with them all on to put on Facebook."

"None of us are going to wear those," Natasha remarked flatly, "I mean it makes sense that you're wearing it but on any of us it would just look stupid."

"I'm not sure if that was an insult or a compliment," Darcy thought curiously, "So what's been going on with SHIELD since I've been away?"

"Not much," Natasha huffed, "It's been pretty boring lately but they have been really getting the new Hellicarrier underway. By the time your internship is done it'll probably be operational. Maybe you can be part of the maiden voyage."

"I'm not sure that me being in the sky is the best plan," Darcy shrugged.

"That may be true," Natasha laughed, "Maybe Clint will have to become your babysitter again."

"No way," Darcy scoffed, "He was a terrible babysitter."

"I was the best babysitter you ever had," a voice joined in and Darcy waved as Tasha scooted over to make room for Clint on the tiny computer screen before he eyed her cereal box hat, "Should I be concerned?"

"Probably," Darcy laughed.

"So where's your boss?" Clint asked her curiously.

"Still at SMIT's," Darcy responded, rolling her eyes.

"The place with the dresses?" Natasha asked curiously.

"Yup," Darcy responded with a grin, "You guys should come out and play dress up with me. I have the perfect one for Clint."

"They'd all look good on me," Clint remarked sarcastically.

"Well then…" Darcy huffed, folding her arms.

"Someone jealous?" Clint laughed.

"Yeah, super jealous," Darcy remarked, "Almost as jealous as you are of my hat."

"Wow, I didn't know you were that jealous," Clint smirked.

"My god you guys," Natasha laughed.

"He's cheating on me," Jane sputtered out as she burst through the door of the RV in tears.

"Oh god," Darcy exclaimed with wide eyes, pushing the laptop from her lap, unsure of how to react. Darcy wasn't used to crying. She'd only cried as a child when she'd been seriously injured by an experiment; physical pain. Emotional pain was always one of those things Nick referred to as weakness.

Darcy moved to the woman and placed her arms around her gingerly, attempting to squeeze the pain away. That's what hugs were for weren't they?

"He's such an ass," Jane huffed, "I caught him at that bar hooking up with some trampy nurse."

"That's terrible," Darcy growled, "What were you even doing at the bar? I thought you were still at SMIT's."

"I was but then I thought I'd get a drink before heading back here and I found them together. When I called him out on it he said that we 'weren't exclusive' and that I was so busy he had to find someone else for the rest of the time. God how could I have been so stupid."

"Don't worry," Darcy replied, placing her cereal hat on Jane's head and grabbing her messenger bag with a grin, "I'll take care of it."

The RV screen door bounced against its hinge and Jane wiped her eyes in confusion, "What?"

"This isn't good," Jane heard a voice state alarmed.

"Hello?" Jane called out in confusion.

"What are you doing? Shut it off!"

"I'm trying."

"Try faster"

"Who's there?" Jane called out concerned, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she stared at the ceiling, "Hello?"

Darcy patted Sparky through the fabric of her messenger bag with a grin, today would be a good day indeed. She allowed the door of the bar to slam shut behind her as she made her way through the establishment and took a seat on one of the bar stools nearby.

"Wha' can I get cha'?" the man behind the bar asked curiously.

"Scotch," Darcy smiled, "Full glass…no ice."

"Can do," the man smiled, getting her beverage ready as Darcy spun in her stool to spot said Doctor sitting in a booth across the way, the nurse fondling his crotch as though it were the most interesting thing in world. Wow, she really is a tramp; and here Darcy thought Jane was just saying that because she was mad.

"Here ya go darlin'," the bartender told her setting the drink on the counter behind her. Darcy smiled and spun back to grab it before making her way to the table of the lovely couple, sliding into the booth on the other side.

"Hey guys," she slurred purposefully.

"Darcy?" Donny asked curiously, "What are you doin' here?"

"Just gettin' a drink?" Darcy asked curiously, "Why what are you doin'?"

"You wanna join us?" the Trampy nurse asked curiously, smacking her gum as she turned to give Darcy the once over, "Your tits are huge."

"Well thanks," Darcy responded sarcastically. The tramp didn't notice.

"I say we get her to join us," Trampy stated, turning to Donny with a smile.

"Well let's see what I can do sweetheart," he told the nurse before turning to Darcy, "Is there somewhere we could..."

"Out back," Darcy grinned, downing the full glass of scotch.

Donny jumped up from the booth quickly, almost falling over the Tramps' legs to get to the aisle, a shit eating grin on his face. Darcy smiled despite herself and waved the cash over her head to the bartender before placing it on the table and following Donny outside and around the back.

"I always thought you hated me but you were just jealous that Jane got me and not you. That makes so much more sense."

"Yeah, that's it," Darcy lied.

"Let me just get something out of my bag," Darcy smirked, leaning down before coming up with the Taser.

"What is that?" Donny asked, suddenly sober.

"Meet my little friend," Darcy grinned, petting it like it was a cat. "This is Sparky. Sparky doesn't like you."

"Excuse me?"

"Sparky doesn't like the way you treated Jane."

"What the hell?"

Darcy aimed at her well-formed target and fired. Donny hitting the ground with a girlish scream.

"Don't mess with Jane Foster again," Darcy growled angrily. "You ever talk to her…you ever come near her again and I will Tase you so bad that you won't ever do anything again. Understand?"

The man was crying now and Darcy grinned, he learned his lesson, "Understand?"

"Yes, yes," he whimpered, "I understand."

"Good," Darcy grinned, letting the cartridge hit the ground beside his crumpled body and throwing the messenger bag back over her shoulder, "Have a nice night Donny."


"I think I've really discovered something here Darcy," Jane exclaimed in excitement. Darcy jolting awake at the yelling.

"What? What's going on?"

"I've got it. I've figured out when the next aurora should appear and where."

"That's great Jane," Darcy sighed, leaning on her arms to go back to sleep.

"You don't understand Darcy," Jane shouted, "This could change everything." Jane seemed to be running around SMIT's in a frenzy; grabbing charts and printing spreadsheets and guzzling pots of coffee, "I think I've finally cracked it. After all these years, I think I've finally cracked it."

"I think you've cracked something," Darcy muttered to herself, "That's for damn sure."

"If this data is saying what I think it's saying the next aurora should appear in six days," Jane sputtered out, poptart crumbs littering the floor haphazardly, "I need to contact Erik."

"Who?" Darcy questioned curiously.

"Erik, Erik Selvig," Jane stated, slightly annoyed, "He was one of my professors when I was in school and he's also one of my dear friends within the field."

Darcy was sure she'd heard that name before, and recently too. Something about Gamma Radiation and some guy named Banner or something. She wasn't completely sure but she knew she knew the name from somewhere. She shrugged and ignored the nagging thought in her head to go back to pretending to listen to Jane as she fluttered around like a butterfly on crack.

Darcy smiled as she found her IPod next to her computer and popped the headphones in. Goodbye dull Jane, hello diary of Jane.


Darcy did not want to sit out in the van, she was frankly bored out of her mind but she stayed silent as the two scientists scurried around, installing equipment on the roof and messing with their computers.

"Wait for it," Jane stated excitedly, staring into the night sky with her binoculars.

"Can I turn on the radio?" Darcy asked tiredly. She wasn't used to doing research in silence.

"No," Jane replied with a huff, continuing to stare out at seemingly nothing.

"Jane, you can't keep doing this," Erik told her sadly. Apparently he was sleep deprived as Darcy. Of course Jane could keep doing this…it was her life…literally.

"The last 17 occurrences have been predictable to the second," Jane replied, pulling at her notebook and flipping through it furiously.

"You're an astrophysicist, not a storm chaser," Erik replied.

"I'm telling you, there's a connection between these atmospheric disturbances and my research."

Darcy scoffed, she doubted it.

"Erik I wouldn't have asked you to fly out here unless I was absolutely sure."

Darcy sighed, tired of listening to them bicker, that was about all they'd been doing for the last four days and Darcy was sick of it. She actually missed Fury's yelling; how was that even possible? Having not moved from the front seat of the van, Darcy turned to glance out the windshield. She doubted that anything was going to happen tonight. The sky was clear and the stars were…wait, what was that?

"Jane," Darcy felt herself question aloud, "I think you wanna see this."

Jane seemed to respond quickly, staring out the side window to see what Darcy could only describe as an anomaly.

"What is that?" Jane asked herself aloud. Moving quickly to pop her head out the roof, Erik only seconds behind her.

"I thought you said it was a subtle aurora," Erik asked curiously, eying the 'aurora' in question.

Darcy couldn't help but stare at it in wonder, it was really pretty. Maybe she'd build one when she got back to SHIELD…just for kicks.

"Go," Jane suddenly screamed out, jolting Darcy from her fantasy and slamming on the gas with no general heading what so ever. She hadn't even realized Jane was back in the passenger seat until she spotted the camcorder beside her and heard Jane shout, "Get closer."

"Yeah good one," Darcy replied flatly.

"Go," Jane suddenly shouted and Darcy faltered, she'd done more dangerous stuff in Clint's roofless Jeep. Darcy finally settled on a heading toward the strange sight and sped closer. Jane seemed to laugh manically as she got the footage through her camera. Then the thing touched ground and Darcy was beginning to second guess herself coming to the conclusion that no, this was not a good idea.

Spinning the car into a tight spin, Darcy was hell bent on getting out of there.

"What are you doing?" Jane asked her is complete disbelief.

"I am not dying for six college credits," Darcy shouted back, continuing to move the car away from the crazy woman's destination. Jane jumped at the wheel, pulling it from her to point them back toward the dessert tornado.

Dust began flying up into the windshield as the lightening hit the ground around them and Darcy realized that she was about to die. In all the dangerous things she'd done throughout her life, she was going to die from driving into a tornado. But even in all the chaos, Darcy knew to hit the brakes when she'd caught site of the shadow shaped like a dude. Slamming them hard and swerving as best as she could on the gravel, Darcy couldn't help but hear the thump as the van collided with the shadow man before coming to a stop.

Darcy turned to stare at Jane, the woman's mouth agape in astonishment at what had just happened, grabbing her flashlight and bolting from the car. If SHIELD found out that she'd hit somebody again she knew they'd take her license, and she'd only just gotten it back. "I think this is legally your fault."

"Get the first aid kit," Jane replied quickly moving to the fallen man. Darcy ran back the van and grabbed the first aid kit which now simply consisted of three old band aids with the sticky no good, a used instant compress, and a roll of gauze tape.

"Whoa does he need CPR, cus I totally know CPR," Darcy gasped astonished, the guy was pretty. Not like the SHIELD guys she knew who were rugged and manly. This guy was just pretty in a gorgeous kind of way. She figured he was probably pretty dumb but he was good eye candy, until he sued them for hitting him.

The guy and Jane seemed to share a moment; staring into each other's eyes as though it were love at first site. The man finally pulled away from her, moving to stand as best he could. Jane glanced up to eye everyone and ask, "Where did he come from?"

"You all right," Darcy asked the blonde dude curiously, feeling for Sparky just in case as the man was a crazy homeless guy.

"Hammer?" he suddenly shouted, "Hammer."

"Yeah we can tell you're hammered," Darcy muttered out, "Pretty obvious."

"Oh my god Erik look at this," Jane suddenly called out, her flashlight lighting up some weird pattern in the dirt that tall, blonde, and drunk was messing up. I bet Fury'd wanna see this, Darcy thought feeling around for her phone only to find it missing and remembering Jane mentioning that electronic devices could mess up the signals of her tech. She knew all about electronics and signals. She watched Jane hit the ground stammering out, "We have to move quickly before this all changes."

"Jane we have to take him to the hospital," Erik responded, ever the voice of reason.

"Father," Blondie called out curiously.

"He's fine," Jane responded calmly, looking back down to the pattern, "Look at him."

"Heimdall, I know you can hear me open the bi-frost," the man spouted off.

"Hospital; you go," Jane stated, "I'll stay."

"You," he suddenly pointed accusingly to Erik, "What realm is this? Alfheim, Nornheim."

"New Mexico," Darcy stated coming to life and pulling her taser to aim at him, she knew how to hold the flashlight and point her scope correctly; she'd only had weapons training every year with Nat.

"You dare threaten me, Thor, with so puny a wea…" he stated, not able to finish his sentence as the prods pierced his body. Darcy smiled; no one calls 'ol Sparky puny. He packs a punch.

"What he was freaking me out," Darcy defended as she received looks of astonishment from her cohorts. She watched as Erik struggled to get him to the vehicle, sighing as he thumped him into the back,

"Next time you Taser someone, make sure he's already in the car, okay." Darcy simply rolled her eyes.

"Jane, come on," Erik called out to the woman still taking pictures. Darcy hopped back into the front seat and aimed the vehicle toward the hospital.

"Hey let's just roll him out the back as we drive under the overhang out front," Darcy supplied as they headed back toward a main road, earning questioning stares from the two. Darcy decided to keep her mouth shut for the rest of the trip.

"Name?" the nurse questioned, filling out the generic form on her database.

"He said it was Thor," Jane supplied curiously.

"T-H-O-R," the woman stated aloud. Darcy rolling her eyes, it would've been so much easier to roll him out the back, "And your relationship to him?"

"I've never met him before," Jane urgently replied.

"Until she hit him with a car," Darcy quickly imputed, needing an alibi in case her Dad asked her what happened later.

"I grazed him," Jane admitted before quickly adding, "But she Tasered him."

"Yes I did," Darcy supplied, she would never not enjoy tasing someone.


So the rest of the Thor movie should be in the next chapter...I hope...but I've also got Iron Man 2 in there too so who knows...

But let me know what you think, like I said, not entirely satisfied but it was a necessary chapter for the plot line and whatnot. Nothing too exciting or entertaining in my opinion though. Let me know what you thought, :) See you next chapter...probably Tuesday.