Pregnancy in the Tower

Chapter 4

Thane

"Jane? What is this white stick that I have found in our bathroom?" Thor asks me suddenly. Crap, he found it. My brain supplies unhelpfully. Better freak out and lie terribly. (That part might never have happened.)

"Um, it's a…" I trail off.

"And why does it say 'Pregnant" on the little screen? Is this the device that you and Lady Darcy were talking about with Lady Natasha? A… Pregnancy test? Is someone else pregnant?" Thor asks, looking very proud of himself for figuring it out.

"Yeah…" I reply trailing off.

"Is it Lady Darcy? The Captain would be very pleased by that."

"No, its not Darcy." Yet. My brain supplies, once again unhelpfully.

"Is it Lady Pepper again? Tori is one year old now."

"It's not Pepper." I reply, getting slightly irritated now.

"Is it Lady Natasha again? She just had little Mariya."

"No Thor it is not any of them. It's me!" I shout, getting off the couch quickly. He looks shocked for a second before grabbing my hnd and dragging me to the elevator and hitting the button for the roof. "Thor where are we going?"

"Asgard." He supplies simply.

"Why?" I demand. He remains silent. I hot the stop elevator button and stand in front of it. "Why?" I repeat sounding more firm, even though inside I worried.

"We have to have the healers make sure that everything is all right. You are a mortal, and I am a god. I don't know what to expect. Please, Jane. I just don't want to lose you… either of you." He says, gently pressing one of his giant hands to my stomach. I start to tear up a little and unstop the elevator.

"Is she going to be alright?" Thor asks desperately when the lady, who introduced herself as Healer Frea, turns off the glowing table thing that they used when I had the ether inside me.

"She will be fine. I have placed some protective barriers as precaution. It seems to favour it's mother's genetics. I think that it won't be a problem."

"Thank you." I say in honesty.

"It was an honour, Lady Foster. My liege, might I suggest that you visit your father and brother while here? Certainly they have heard you are here by now." She suggests, with a bow.

"I think we shall. I do not suppose that you know of their whereabouts?" Thor asks.

"I believe that your brother is in the library as per usual. Your father is most likely in the throne room." She replies, again with a bow.

"Thank you, Healer Frea."

"An honour, my liege." Thor and I walk out.

"Are we really going to visit them?" I ask.

"Briefly. Then we have to tell my comrades in arms."

"Sounds like a plan, Stan."

"My name is Thor…" He says, mockingly hurt and I smack his shoulder.

In my slight AU, Loki pretended to be dead as guard until Jane caught him and told Thor and now Loki is in a version of house arrest, in the palace. Hope you like it! Deduce your heart out, Em.