So...some of this might not make sense but there's always bits in movies that don't make sense. That's my excuse. The next update should come quickly because of the holidays. I'm debating on shortening the title of this fic to just "Jane and Thor" since its gone a bit past just their reunion. I've also got the sequel of sorts to this fic in the works along with alternate chapters from other characters perspectives.
BUT from that this is a tension builder chapter so I'm hoping to give you guys another chapter within the week so there's a bit more plot development going. I know I kicked some of you in the feels with the last one, I understand (not going to lie I kinda loved everyone's reactions to it), hoping to make fun for that soon.
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"You know? How? What's happened?"
"Something's happened to Thor, that's all I know. He's left Mjolnir here for hours, he's not acting like himself." Jane explained as she began to pace the length of the small bedroom, but stopped near her dresser. How did she know? Did she really know Thor? This could be perfectly normal behavior for him. "Or how I think he acts…" Jane added, clearing her throat and began to pace again.
"Maybe he's like Spock and it's a crazy mating thing." Darcy piped up from the bed. Jane shushed her and she threw her hands up in surrender, giving her attention back to her phone.
"Jane, we need to know everything that's been happening. Anything that happened to Thor, anything new, anyone you might have saw…"
"Amora." Jane said simply, her movements stopping once again.
"Amora? Who's Amora?" Jane heard Tony's voice in the background.
"Well, I was about to ask." Pepper said matter of factly away from the phone before addressing Jane again "Who's Amora?"
"Thor said she's from Asgard, they were…involved or something." Jane told her, running a hand through her hair as she glanced around the room at nothing in particular.
"And you've seen her?" Pepper asked.
"I think so…tall, blonde, beautiful; usual Asgardian look." Jane sighed, "Oh." She said just remembering, "Her eyes…she had really green eyes."
"She sounds pretty, Clint." Jane heard Tony's voice pipe up again.
"Uh, Pepper, where are you exactly?" Jane asked finally finding a pause in the conversation to ask.
"A jet somewhere over the Atlantic," Pepper said simply.
"What?"
"We're on our way, until we get there you need to stay in a safe place. Don't risk going out, don't talk to Thor." Pepper said simply.
"What? Why? What's going on, what's wrong with him?" Jane asked moving to sit down on the edge of the bed.
"I don't know, but the half tone God of Thunder is not acting like himself and considering every other Asgardian we've seen come down here was either a powerful warrior or a master magician; safe bet is to stay settled until we get there. Now, is there anything else we need to know?" Pepper concluded over the phone.
"Creepy broody guy," Darcy piped up again, kicking the small of Jane's back with her foot.
"Ow! What?" Jane asked looking back at Darcy, her brow creasing until Darcy gave her a look, "Oh." Jane added shaking her head. "There was a guy outside, pretty big, dark; didn't look like he was selling girl scout cookies." Jane told her with a sigh, rubbing her back.
"Might be a coincidence…" Pepper mused.
"No such thing as coincidence!" Tony shouted in the background.
"We'll look into all this. You and Darcy just stay in there and stay safe. We won't be long." Pepper assured her.
"Thanks." Jane said with a sigh, running her hand through her hair again, resting her elbow on her knee.
"See you soon!"
"Bye." Jane hung up the phone, tossing it on the bed beside her and moved both elbows to her knees, covering her face in her hands and then running them through her hair to get it off her face as her head tilted down, eyes closed tight for a moment as she took a deep breath.
"So…we just wait here?" Darcy asked.
Jane took another deep breath and then sat up straight, moving her hands down to her knees and looked back at the other girl, "We just wait here." She told her with a nod. "They shouldn't be long, and by the sound of it they had the whole gang back together."
"What are they going to do to Thor?"
The question hit Jane like a ton of bricks. What were they going to do to him? She hadn't really asked, or even considered for that matter. She didn't think much of it until now that it could come down to possibly…getting rid of Thor. If he refused to compromise, and Thor wasn't known for compromising, what would they be willing to do? How bad would they hurt him before they resigned to stopping? After a few frantic moments of thinking she resigned that she just didn't know.
"I…they're going to try and stop him." Jane said simply with a shrug.
There was a loud thud from the hall, both women immediately looking to the door. Jane paused, glancing back at Darcy before slowly standing up and making her way to the door. Her eye peered through the peep hole the same time her fingers wrapped around the lock above the door knob. There before her was the man from before; tall, dark in a long black coat his unshaven face blocking most of the view of the peep hole. Jane took a deep breath, fingers turning the lock; the simple noise catching his attention and suddenly the small glass lens was filled with a cold blue eye; almost the exact shade of Thor's. Jane quickly looked away over to Darcy who seemed to take the silence for a cue.
Jane looked to the bathroom door at the end of the room and hadn't taken two steps before there was a thud against the door. Jane turned and Darcy stopped midway from standing from the bed. Jane hesitantly stepped backwards, her foot barely reaching the ground before there was another thud and this time the pointed end of the curve of an axe speared through the splintering wood of the door. Darcy shrieked and Jane reached out, grabbing her hand and yanking her off the bed as the axe was yanked out of the door. Jane's heart was pounding in her chest, her breathing escalated as she pulled Darcy in after her into the bathroom. Jane slammed the door shut, locking it even though she knew the inevitable.
"Who the hell is that guy?" Darcy shouted as Jane walked past her to the shower.
"How the hell should I know?" Jane snapped back grabbing a bottle of shampoo.
"This is not the time for volumnizing, Jane!"
"Just figure out how to get through the window." Jane said simply, taking a deep breath before opening the top of the shampoo bottle, tossing it and then placing her hand on the lock. She could hear the crunching of the door through the bedroom, her eyes shutting for a moment before unlocking the door. She opened the door and as quickly as she could poured the shampoo out over the wooden floor in front of the door. She looked up in time to see the man had cut open a hole now wide enough she could see his face through it. They made eye contact for a moment before Jane rushed back into the bathroom.
Darcy was sitting on the lid of the toilet, staring at the wall, rocking back and forth slightly, "Darcy!" Jane shouted, locking the door behind her. She grabbed the towel rack, shoving it in front of the door.
"What the hell is happening?" Darcy shouted over to her.
"I don't know, but I need you to help me!" Jane shouted at her as she moved to climb up on the sink, attempting to get closer to the window. There was a pause in the creaking of wood. Darcy had just started to get up when both girls attention was brought to the bathroom door. Heavy footsteps shook the floor beneath them until there was a louder thud. Jane gasped, Darcy slammed her hand over her own mouth. A deep gurgle of a voice muttered something behind the door. "Come on." Jane whispered to Darcy trying to continue out the window, Darcy however was frozen stiff staring at the door. "Darcy!" Jane hissed looking back down at her; the slashing on the bathroom door started.
This door must have been thinner than the main one. Jane never got Darcy to move, eventually she gave up and jumped down beside her. The two girls backed up until they were sitting in the bathtub, both just waiting. The man slashed through the door enough to get his arm through and unlocked it, opening the door and staring down at the two young women. Darcy seemed to wake up, kicking up at the main as he got closer to them, that was until Jane stopped her.
"You will be coming with me." The man ordered, sheathing his axe in a strap on his back and then reaching down, grabbing each woman in each hand.
"Who are you? What do you want us for?" Jane asked as he dragged them out of the room, Jane barely able to keep up with her short legs and the man's long strides.
"Skurge." The man said simply looking to her for a moment before forward again. Jane looked around the room as they walked through it. Nothing seemed disturbed, except for the area around Mjolnir. The wall and floor had been chipped away with the man's axe, as if he had been trying to wedge it between the hammer and the wall to lift the hammer up. He tossed the two women on the bed staring at them without a word; they knew to stay.
The man walked to the doorway, his hands moving to his hips as his eyes closed. He simply stood there in silence, neither woman drawing her eyes from him. The man stood in silence for many minutes before simply turning and walking back into the room. He stood across from the girls and made his place, legs straddling Mjolnir, his arms crossing over his chest. Neither woman moved, they sat next to one another against the wall, furthest on the bed from him with their arms wrapped around their knees to their chest.
It was a standoff of sorts, none of the parties looking away from their opposition. At one point Jane felt Darcy's hand creep over and grip onto hers and the scientist had no other option but squeeze it back in comfort. The man didn't move, Jane wasn't even sure if he was breathing at one point. He barely blinked he just kept his features focused on the two women on the bed. After what felt like hours there were heavy footsteps in the hall outside the room. The ruined remains of the door swung open and for the first time Jane wasn't relieved to see Thor.
There was no other way to describe Thor than ragged. He looked as if he had ran a marathon and a half, he was covered in scratches and mud. His clothes hung haphazardly off his body and he didn't seem in the mind to fix them. He panted as he stalked into the room, keeping a hand on the wall; it was good he did because it looked as if he might fall over if he stepped away. Thor looked to the man against the wall and then the hammer on the floor beneath him, "Step aside." Thor said motioning the man to move. The man did as Thor commanded, stepping to the side of the desk as Thor lumbered over to the Mjolnir like a drunk man out of a bar.
With a heavy breath Thor reached down and wrapped his hand around the handle of Mjolnir. There was a pause before he strained his arm back in an attempt to lift the hammer. He groaned like an infuriated wild animal and yanked again, this time stumbling back by his own effort. His hand came up to his shoulder as he glared down at the hammer and then turned, his eyes locking onto Jane's. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to keep eye contact with him. "You swine," He proclaimed simply, "How dare you, hide the hammer of Thor, Mjolnir, in your presence when you are not worthy." His voice was horse, strained as if it was spoken against his will.
"You will be punished, not only for this but for the crimes you have committed against the son of Odin." He told her, groaning again as his eyes shut, head tilted down for a moment before he looked back at her. "You were never worthy, how could you ever believe yourself his equal." He told her before looking away completely and over to the man, "You will keep them in your watch." He said simply and then left without another word.
"Asshole." Darcy said under her breath as she shifted how she was sitting.
"So what do we know?"
"Two days ago SHIELD was alerted of two beings coming onto our surface giving off the same indicators as Thor. Since then Thor has come in contact with at least one of them, Jane Foster has come in contact with both. We have reason to believe Thor has been placed under some sort of control from Amora." Natasha listed off.
"Thanks, Red." Tony replied with a single finger salute.
"Do we know anything about Amora?" Steve asked looking to each face in the group.
"Nothing definite, we know she's from Asgard, more than likely has some sort of mythical power." Clint replied with a particularly pointed scowl, his hand ceasing its movement on his bow to simply grip it.
"What about the location of Mjolnir? Does Thor have it?" Steve asked.
"Last we heard Jane said Thor had left it in her apartment." Natasha told him with a nod.
"Bruce! Where we headed?" Tony called from his seat back towards where Bruce was seated with a laptop on his lap.
"Thor's tracker is separated from Jane's cellphone, Darcy's with Jane as well. They're miles apart." Bruce explained.
"And we still don't have a clue about this mysterious second falling star?" Tony asked Steve who shook his head. "We'll looks like we're splittin up, gang."
"Tony you and Natasha will be in charge of getting Jane and Darcy and making sure they're okay; the second Asgardian might be there. Bruce and I will head towards Thor and Amora, Clint will find a location between. Natasha will take the girls to a drop off point with Clint, Tony you'll fly on ahead once the girls are with Natasha." Steve explained to the group, everyone nodding in agreement.
"And break!" Tony shouted and stood up, heading to the minibar.
The sun was streaming through the window and holes in the door as Darcy and Jane leaned against each other on the bed. The man hadn't moved, it was almost like he was a robot. There was no sign of hunger, need of rest, or any other sign that the man was going to need to move in the next hours. Jane took a deep breath, running a hand through her hair as she shifted under the weight of Darcy beside her. A brighter light from outside the window glinted in her eye line causing her to squint for a moment, her head turning away to escape it. In the silence of the room the smallest noise thudded in the bathroom so gentle that Jane didn't even pick up on it. It wasn't until the bathroom door slammed open that her attention was grabbed.
Natasha stood at the back of the room, Skurge turning to look back at her, his hand reaching for his axe as she looked to be moving in position to fight. The moment Skurge turned completely around a blast of energy shot through the door and hit him square in the back, flinging him to the ground a mere foot in front of Natasha who hadn't batted an eyelash. Moments later Tony hovered through the doorway and landed beside Jane's bed. His helmet retracted and he looked around, "You know, I'm a little disappointed that was so easy." Tony's voice sounded from in the suit.
Skurge groaned, shifting on the ground. Natasha immediately jumped into a defensive position, Tony raised his hands towards him, but instead of attacking the man simply grabbed his axe and disappeared before their eyes. Tony groaned, tilting back, "Cap, you got a guy with an axe headed your way."
Natasha made her way to the bed looking down at Jane and Darcy, "Are you injured?" She asked.
"No, we're fine, he didn't do anything, just stood over Mjolnir the whole night." Jane explained, pointing to the hammer across from them.
"Huh?" Tony asked, looking over his left shoulder before turning around to his right. "Thor doesn't have his hammer." Tony said out loud, the women assuming he was talking to Cap. There was a pause and then Tony looked to Natasha, "I'm out, get them to Clint." He told her, receiving a nod in return. Tony looked to Jane and Darcy, giving a bow, "Ladies." With that he turned and flew out of the doorway, the door now completely destroyed.
"We need to move quickly." Natasha told them, holding her hand out to help Darcy. "We're meeting up with Clint. From what we've seen Amora doesn't have anyone else but axe man and Thor working for her. You stay quiet and out of sight you'll be fine and safe with Clint." She explained as they started out of the room.
"What about Mjolnir? We just going to leave it here?" Darcy asked as she stumbled to keep up. Natasha suddenly stopped and turned to look at both of them.
"You said the axe guy was here all night with it?" She asked.
"Yeah," Jane replied with a nod.
"And he didn't pick it up, he didn't try?" Natasha asked.
"No, just Thor…he…he tried but he couldn't lift it." Jane explained.
Natasha pressed her finger to her ear and turned back around, "Thor can't pick up the hammer. They saw him, he couldn't lift it. Well it means he's not worthy, definitely magic or something controlling him to make him unworthy. Got it," She removed her finger from her ear, "We need to hurry." She said and quickened her pace.
Darcy and Jane both had trouble keeping up with Natasha who moved faster than the both of them. They figured they were alright as long as they kept her in eyesight. The sun was growing brighter casting shadows from the tall buildings as they moved between them. Darcy lagged behind for a few minutes, Jane attempting to keep up with the assassin as they moved through the streets of the city. "They've moved again." Natasha called back to Jane and turned down a side street. "It's good, they're closer." She added. It wasn't long until Natasha finally stopped, Jane taking a deep breath as she came to a stop and a few minutes later Darcy brought up the rear.
Natasha looked up and then pulled a metal ladder down, "Up the fire escape to the top, Clint's up there." She told them, "You'll be safe with him." She assured them and then helped to lift them both to the ladder. Jane hadn't reached half way up the staircase after getting off the ladder when she looked back down and didn't see Natasha. They reached the top as quickly as they could, after jogging the distance they did climbing up an entire building on a fire escape was more exercise than either girl wanted to do, Jane was more determined to reach the top, Darcy gladly took a break when she wanted. Jane finally reached the top and spotted the archer in the corner of the roof looking out over the edge.
"Foster?" He questioned without looking back at her, causing Jane to stop walking towards him.
"Yeah." She said, eyes widening.
"Get down, stay quiet, tell your friend to not breathe so loud and get over here." He said simply. Jane looked back down at the fire escape at Darcy and then looked back at Clint, forgoing the rest of the instructions and walked towards him, getting down on her hands and knees to peek over the ledge. He had staked out a building along the edge of the city over-looking one of the lake areas that was currently frozen over in winter. In the distance Jane could see three figures spread out, a plan landed on the shore of the lake. She could see a figure running from between the edge of buildings towards the group clustered together; Bruce must have not turned into the hulk yet because Jane was sure she would be able to spot him.
She looked up to the three on the other side of the lake and in that moment, something came over her. It was as if she had just looked into two striking green eyes that stared back at her and she felt something wash over her, as if she was out of her own body. She could see the woman's face, it was like she was holding her up by the throat in front of her face, she was mad, she was furious, something was building up in her that wanted out. "Jane Foster." She hissed glaring down at Jane for a moment, and suddenly Jane felt as if the hand had released her and threw her backwards, her own back hitting the graveled rooftop.
