SORRY. I ENDED UP SITTING IN A WIFI-LESS AIRPORT FOR 15 HOURS... SO OOPS.

HERES THE GOODBYES.

Jane and Darcy had been sitting on the couch in silence since the men had disappeared to plan the attack. They hadn't said a word, both worrying to themselves in their own way. Thor and Loki emerged an hour and a half later; both dressed in their Asgardian armor that had the girls simultaneously swooning and their worry spiking.

Loki took a knee in front of Darcy, resting a hand on her leg. She crossed her arms stubbornly and stared at the floor beside him. He raised an eyebrow in frustration and tilted her face up to meet his eyes.

"What?" she asked shortly.

"You're afraid." He realized, the corners of his mouth twitching up in the beginning of a sad smirk.

"In your dreams, mischief." She growled.

"Darcy, you can't lie to me. I'm the god of lies. You're good, but not that good." He murmured gently. She looked at Jane and Thor next to them and stood, pulling Loki into the hallway around the corner. "What are you…?" he started to ask before noticing the look on Darcy's face.

"Jane's never…I don't like to cry in front of her. It ruins the whole reputation I've got going. But since I've already lost my dignity to you…" she mumbled. "Yeah, I'm scared." She admitted quietly, tears filling her blue eyes. Loki nodded.

"I know." He stepped forward and wound his arms around her shoulders. She sniffed into the chest plate of his armor and chuckled darkly.

"I hate crying." She growled.

"I know." He laughed quietly. He pushed her back slightly and moved one of his hands away from her arms. He moved his fingers over his palm and a green light glowed in the center of his hand for a minute, brightening until Darcy was forced to squint. It faded away, leaving an object in the god's hand. Darcy looked up at Loki, then glanced at his hand.

"What's that?" she asked dumbly. Loki smiled at her impatience and lifted the green gem by its thin silver chain. The still faintly glowing charm was paper thin, green wisps of smoke swirling around in the small disk.

"My promise." He whispered in her ear, moving her hair out of the way so he could fasten it around her neck. "I will return." He breathed. Darcy's breath hitched in her throat and tears continued to drip down her cheeks. She turned in his arm and kissed him hard, locking her arms around his neck. Loki tightened his arm around her waist, backing her into the wall and bracing his hand against the wall by her head.

"You pull a Thor on me, I will kill you." She growled lowly.

"I know." He smirked. The playfulness in his eyes softened and he tilted his forehead against hers. "I intend to keep my promise." He swore. She nodded and hugged him tightly for a minute longer. "I must go." He sighed.

"I…I love you mischief. So if you don't come back, I will end you." She hissed sadly. He rolled his eyes halfheartedly.

"I love you. More than you know. So I have no choice but to return." He replied before pulling away and retracing their steps through the hallway.

Darcy dragged her hands roughly over her eyes, taking a deep breath before following the path Loki had taken out of the hallway.

"What'd I miss?" she asked nonchalantly, leaning against the arch.

"Jane has agreed to marry me." Thor answered jovially. Darcy blinked, then looked back and forth between Jane and Thor.

"Huh?" she cocked her head to the side.

"I'm engaged." Jane shrugged sheepishly. Darcy stared blankly for another half a second before smiling warmly and walking forward to hug Jane, high fiving the oversized Barbie on her way. Thor laughed a booming laugh then sobered.

"You will both be very careful?" Thor hedged worriedly. The girls nodded.

"You too, guys." Darcy echoed. "Seriously. Either of you get hurt…" she let her warning taper off uselessly.

"Don't worry, Lewis. I'm not that fragile." Loki called sarcastically, the genuinely guilty and slightly sad smile contradicting the jab. Jane looked between Darcy and Loki with honest fascination; they really did care for each other.

"Right, mischief. Keep thinking that." She joked back with sad eyes. He discretely reached up to tap his sternum to remind her of the necklace that rested against her chest. Her hand involuntarily reached up to hold the swirling disk between her thumb and forefinger. She nodded and let the sadness melt away.

"Brother we must go." Loki called. Thor kissed Jane one more time, Mjolnir hanging from his wrist.

Thor smirked and held his arm out, waiting for Loki. The dark haired god scowled and let his brother wrap his arm around his waist before he whirled the hammer in a circle above his head, barely missing the ceiling. The warriors disappeared, leaving the girls alone in the suddenly empty seeming house.

Jane looked at Darcy, some of the long since disappeared depression started to return to her eyes. Darcy raised an eyebrow; Heck no.

"Can I see the ring?" she asked with forced hopefulness. The sadness was immediately chased away by excitement as she held her hand out to her best friend. Darcy took Jane's hand, twisting it back and forth to look at the ring from every angle. The usually unaffected girl was genuinely impressed. It really was gorgeous, a sparkling marble of what basically looked like a chunk of the rainbow sat on a gold band that tapered at the top to look like a bow.

"He said it's a piece of the Bifrost." Jane offered.

"Of the what now?" she blinked.

"The wormhole we were studying when he first came?" Jane clarified, laughing quietly.

"Ah." She realized. "It's really pretty." Darcy added.

"When did you get that?" Jane asked, pointing at the necklace with a knowing smirk.

"Five minutes ago." The younger girl answered back simply.

"It's gorgeous." Jane answered. "It's moving." She realized in surprise.

"Yeah." Darcy nodded. "I have no idea what it's made of. He conjured it up with his magic voodoo right before he left." she answered, giving up on fighting the sad smile. She held the necklace between her fingers again and looked down at it.

He'd be back.

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