I finally got a chance to finish Chapter Four...a little more discovery about the war and Jane's relationship with Keith. Remember to review readers, because the ending is awesome, but I have to write the middle portion. Without reviews, I may withhold the end.
S.H.E.I.L.D. safe house #23
The morning came around far too quickly, but maybe that was because she did not sleep very well after the bizarre events from last night. Nearly drowning in a bathtub after seeing and making out with Thor tends to do that to people.
After she had cleaned up and sat down to her food, Jane called Jake at home to make sure that he was OK. The divorce procedures no doubt upset him and she wanted to let him know how much she loved him and that everything was going to work out.
Jake had been spouting off about how she was going to work in some secret government lab. Probably going to dissect aliens or build weapons against them.
Note to self; tell Keith no more science fiction movies.
But after nodding off for a couple hours, Jane got up and packed up what had been removed from her luggage.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Coulson was at her door promptly at six in the morning as he said he would be. Extra escorts were there to grab her items, but he was the one to take her down to the car under the cover of darkness.
The van was completely blacked out so she did not know where she was going. She knew it was to an airport where she would be transported to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
After the ride in the helicopter, she landed on the private island of her new home and was escorted into the building.
She was searched head-to-toe for any weaponry, given a brand new ID, and all her gear was searched and scanned. It was like being strip searched without the taking off of her clothes.
"Please follow me Dr. Foster," Agent Coulson said as she was to follow him down the corridor.
The aide pushing her cart with all her gear on it followed them down the hall.
As she watched, Jane observed several rooms that were marked for individual members for weapon's storage. One was labeled Captain Steve Rogers / Cap. America, another Dr. Bruce Banner, a third with Iron Man / Mr. Tony Stark, a third had the symbol of a black widow spider on the door, and many more markings that she saw while walking.
She finally made her way to a room that was labeled Room 23.
"Here we are," Coulson told her, "Safe House room #23." The door was opened by him and she entered.
It was a very simple room with kitchenette, a small washroom. The small twin bed in the room with the desk across the way that was built into the wall reminded her of a large dorm room.
It would need a little livening up once she was able to unpack.
"I trust this will suffice for you Doctor Foster?" he asked her.
"I have seen dorm rooms smaller than this," she replied. "This will be more than sufficient. What about the food…"
"Establish a list of food you would like," Coulson interrupted her. "Charles will be back here in the morning to retrieve the list and return with your items. Take today to get settled and rest. You start work on Monday."
"Thanks," Jane answered and was left alone with her gear.
Over the course of a couple of hours, she used the hammer and nails in a drawer to hang photos of her parents, her and Keith (during happier times), Jake in his black and white baseball uniform, and finally one of her, Darcy and Erik in New Mexico.
She had her own sheets and blanket to which she adorned the bed so it looked more like home.
Once the bed was all decorated, she put her clothes in the provided chest of drawers and in the closet and placed her bathroom gear on the vanity.
She was establishing her list when the door opened and a knock was added after the fact.
"Knock knock," the familiar voice said.
It was her mentor, Erik Selvig coming to visit.
"Erik," she said his name.
She and her mentor embraced for a brief moment.
"How are you?" he asked. "I see you got your Doctorate Degree taken care of, Doctor Foster."
"Yeah. It wasn't easy getting published on wormhole relativity and time continuums while raising a very colicky and rambunctious baby at the same time."
"I heard about your divorce too," Erik said, leaning on the counter. "I am sorry."
"Oh, I am over Keith and his games. I am just glad that Jake going to be well taken care of while I attempt this new discovery of portal generation. I hear that we are being funded by Tony Stark and his science division."
"Yeah," Erik said. "It really is great. We are going to be exploring this artifact that they found back in the forties. It has great power potential and we are going to see if we can actually power it enough to be able open a portal to another world."
A dream that she had; hoping that opening a portal that would lead them to Thor's world and she could be reunited with him.
"Well I see that you do not have food yet," Erik suggested. "Why don't we head to the cafeteria located on the other side of the island? Not the greatest food, but it sure is better than nothing."
"Why not? Give us a chance to get caught up."
The two of them headed out of her room and headed down the hall.
Muselheim
The sun was beginning to go down in the tent city that housed the Asgardian sides of the war front. Night patrols walked along the perimeter fencing while many soldiers huddled around fires to eat and relax.
Prince Thor Odinson returned to his tent for the night. He had snuck out for an important errand that he needed to run before he forgot to do it.
He remembered what he had done as he sauntered to his bed inside his task. He had ventured to the messenger that they had brought with them. In his tent, he had access to the portal stream, which could send messages and goods back to Asgard or anywhere they needed.
The prince paid him generously to pass a package along to Midgard. It was a small red satchel with a golden cord wrapped around it. He only hoped that it would reach Jane.
When the messenger said that he could not locate Jane Foster, he rerouted the package to Darcy Lewis. That person he was able to find and sent the satchel through to her location.
Where was Jane then? He had always been able to locate her with Heimdall's aid, but for some reason she was unable t be sensed.
Thor hoped and prayed that she was OK.
When this war was over, he would go to her as Sif suggested. He needed to tend the curiosity in his heart.
He reclined onto his pillow and fur covered bed.
An arm came to wrap itself around his midsection.
Sif was pleasantly asleep next to him. His feelings for Sif had grown since she was around him all the time. She comforted him in times of need and was able to satisfy his needs on a physical level.
But she was not Jane. Only Jane could satisfy him completely.
He shut his eyes and headed into a deep sleep.
The dream was intense. His wrestled with his emotions, caused his heart to race, and temperature to rise.
He was unable to control the sensations of his mind nor what was being shown to him.
Thor stood in the decimations of Midgard. The town where he had met Jane was nearly destroyed, as it had once before when the Destroyer attacked.
"Jane," he called for her. "Jane!"
"Thor," a voice called in return.
From the dust-storm around, Jane appeared from the darkness. She wore a white dress that cutoff at the knees and conformed to her lovely figure.
He ran to her and embraced her tightly in his arms; lifting her from the ground.
"I've missed you," she said to him.
His hand smoothed down her mane, which he used to pull her head back so they could kiss.
"I have missed you," he added in between the tender kisses. "I am so glad that you are safe. I have been in fear since my brother threatened your life."
"Your brother…" and she grunted in pain as her body was pushed against him.
Thor looked and saw a dagger's blade of solid ice was plunged into her back. It had gone nearly up to the hilt into her flesh.
He looked up and saw Loki was there. He tipped his helmet to him.
"As I promised, brother," Loki said before he vanished into the dust.
Thor cradled her body down to the ground and saw the tip of the blade had passed through her abdomen. Blood poured down the front of her body and covered his hand as he tried to keep it in.
"No," he begged her. "Stay with me Jane. Stay with me."
"Thor," Jane uttered his name before she turned her head to the side and exhaled powerfully.
Jane had died in his arms.
"No!" he howled into the sky.
Thor snapped awake from where he lied, sitting up sharply and nearly tearing the muscles in his back. He was trying to catch his breath, but was finding it too difficult to do so.
Sif awoke next to him. "My lord, what is wrong?" she asked in a frantic tone.
He could not calm down.
"Help!" she called and ran to the entrance of their tent. "I need help in here!"
Fandral and Volstagg were first to arrive followed by Hogun.
"What is wrong?" Volstagg asked.
"He's hyperventilating," she said. "I cannot calm him down. You, Fandral, go! Summon their majesties and Eir the healer here at once. Go!"
Fandral made haste to her words.
"Help me get him to the floor," she asked for help from Volstagg.
He needed no help as he was able to get her lover down to the floor. He used his strength to keep him still.
"What brought this on?" Volstagg asked.
"I don't know," she replied. "I think he may have had a nightmare."
"Must have been intense to bring about such a reaction," Hogun added in observation.
"Jane," their master uttered the name of the mortal from Midgard again. "Jane. I have to get to her…before Loki…does..."
And he fainted to the floor.
Sif finally realized that Jane Foster was what had brought this on. What had she done to him now in order to elicit this type of fear in her lord?
After several hours of waiting, Queen Frigg walked out from the veiled area of the tent and met the rest of the warriors along with her husband who were waiting patiently for her word.
"He is resting comfortably," she announced to them. "I believe he had what mortals call a nightmare or night terror; a dream so powerful that it affected his health in the present. He used to have nightmares as a child, but never this powerful."
"It was all about Jane Foster," Sif said, "the mortal from Earth. He claims that he saw her die at his brother's hand."
Odin looked to them through his eye. "Right before Loki and Thor began their last battle," he confessed as he had seen the fight while in the confines of the Odinsleep, "Loki had threatened the life of Miss Foster. It is what got Thor to inevitably engage in battle with him."
"Had he made any attempt on Miss Foster's life my lord?" Fandral asked.
"Even though it is against what I desire for my son," Odin told them, "I have been watching out for Jane since resuming control of my house. For the past ten years, Jane has conceived a child of her own, married another man, and became very successful. She has been well."
"With no attack from Loki?" Sif asked.
"No," Odin replied, a touch of anger in his voice. "Loki has been biding his time in Jotunheim. He has made no attempt on Miss Foster as of yet."
"Husband," Frigg spoke to him, "we must give Thor leave from the battle and allow his mind to be comforted that Jane is well. The war can be won without him here."
"I will not see that a war is lost because of a mortal. If I must, I will send an agent there to watch over her. This battle has been going on for the better part of four years. I will see that Surt is reminded of who rules the nine realms."
Odin left the briefing area and would no doubt be returning to Asgard.
Frigg stood there looking at the faces of her people.
"I will stay with you and make sure that Thor is nursed back to health," she told them. "I want this war to end and soon. With Thor at the helm, victory soon is assured."
The rest of the warriors returned to their tents while Sif and Frigg headed inside Thor's tent to tend to him.
Oh, how I wonder that you wonder about what Thor sent through the portal to Jane.
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