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Chapter Twenty-Five: Their Lives Now

Asgard

Thor approaches Heimdall who was standing at his post in the Bifrost. He takes a break for a quick second to bow in respect for his King which Thor stops him from doing because they were friends. Still, Heimdall finishes his bow because he is a man of service to the All-Father. Then, he returns to his post and continues observing all The Realms at once. It may look as if he's looking at nothing, but Heimdall's eyes were always focused on something.

"Can you see them?" Thor asks, looking over Heimdall's shoulder as if he was looking alongside with him.

"Of course," Heimdall replies.

Heimdall waves his hand in the air. Thor closes his eyes and when he opens them again, they're not only Heimdall's golden color, but he has his power to see everything. Thor looks around with wonder. He can't believe how much there really is out there - and those are just the parts that Heimdall can see. Surely, there are still many unknown parts.

Then, his focus is on Jane who doesn't look like the Queen of Asgard. She looks like the Jane Foster he fell in love with.

Thor smiles to himself as she watches him smile with their son. Heimdall glances over and sighs happily.

"She always tells the boy about you," Heimdall tells him.

"I can't wait to tell Apollo about his mother," Thor responds. He takes a quick breath. "What about Sigyn?"

Heimdall swipes his hand, changing the image completely. Instead of seeing different types of lands and civilizations, it's nothing. Thor's expression lowers. Sigyn and Amora are still nowhere to be found.

"Amora's doing a good job of hiding her," Thor mutters.

"If I were to suggest something, my King," Heimdall says as he returns their visions back to normal, "think back to what Amora did to Lady Jane. She made it look like Lady Jane was here when she really wasn't."

"Amora would never hide in plain sight."

"I wasn't talking about Amora."

-o-

New Mexico, Midgard

"No, Pepper," Jane says, holding the phone to her ear with her shoulder.

At the moment, Jane is on the phone with Pepper while using her hands to make baby formula. On the table in front of her is a whole lot of research she needs to read over and calculate. There are some new discovery papers in there but she's seen much more life-changing moments elsewhere.

"You do not need to send the jet right away," Jane continues over the phone. "I'll be here for a bit just to catch up on some work."

As Pepper continues to talk, Jane passes the baby bottle to Darcy, who was sitting at the table with Apollo in a high-chair in front of her. Darcy looks at the bottle with confusion and Jane points to Apollo, meaning that it's for him and not her. Darcy nods with an additive thumbs up. She squirts the bottle on her wrist like she's seen in the movies even though she didn't know why, and then she picks up Apollo to try to feed him.

"Apollo?" Jane questions when Pepper asks about him. "He's doing amazing. You know, he actually doesn't cry as - "

And as if he was on cue, she hears Apollo start to cry. Jane sighs, narrowing her eyes. She should've just left her response at amazing while it still was.

"I'll call you back," Jane says as she hangs up the phone.

Jane returns to Darcy who rocks a crying Apollo back and forth. She looks at Jane innocently with a small shrug, indicating that she has no idea how he started to cry.

"What did you do?" Jane asks. "We already established that he doesn't like your taste of music."

"That seriously hurt, Jane," Darcy replies, thinking back to when Apollo screamed the moment she started playing her music. "Quit rubbing salt on my wound. Just know for a fact that I didn't play him anything."

"Then, what did you do?"

"Well, I was telling him the true legend about how gods came down to Earth from the skies to impregnate mortal women - just like how you and Thor made him."

Jane doesn't need to hear the rest because she is still glaring at Darcy. She left her alone with him for barely a minute and she managed to get him crying from a short story.

"And then," Darcy continues, "I was going to tell him how we met Thor - "

"You did not show him your taser, did you?!" Jane exclaims.

"Of course not!" Darcy responds a bit offended. "I said I'd show him my precious taser when he was a bit older."

Jane rolls her eyes. Hopefully, when Apollo grows up a little, Darcy will forget to show him her taser. But then again, Darcy would never forget such a thing. If Jane were to be honest, she would rather have Darcy tell her son the legend about gods and their reproductive habits than present her taser.

"He'll have enough to see when he's older," Jane says, taking back Apollo and trying to rock him back to silence.

"And we can't add a taser to the list?" Darcy asks.

"Darcy."

"It will be a great life lesson. Do not scare strangers because you'll never know what they have up their sleeves. It's better than telling him that you hit Thor with your car."

"Darcy!"

Darcy raises her hands in surrender. "What? It's not like he understood that."

And suddenly, Apollo's silent. Jane gives Darcy a look and Darcy is smiling brightly at the notion that Apollo understood. She gives him a nod signifying a seal of approval.

"He's a smart kid," Darcy states, "at this rate, he will conquer anything which means he can handle seeing a taser."