Life had gone on as normal since her weird comatose state. She felt fine, no more of her cold like symptoms.

There was one odd thing though … she hated sleeping. Probably because she was afraid of not waking up. Well, that's what she told herself anyway. What else could it be? A boogie man coming to visit her in her dreams? How old was she? Like six?

Loki was still sulking. A few generals of the armies of Asgard had visited. The warriors three and Sif had been here. She hadn't seen any of them though. It was all in secret, only the top few could be in the meeting. She…was not in the top few.

She would meet with them eventually but not until the next step. Whatever that was. There had been no more Thanos threats. No deaths. No … anything. So no next step for now. Asgardian's arrived for meeting and left after. She had tried to catch glimpses of them, but she never did. Kind of frustrating, she was nosey after all.

It was early when she got up that morning, she woke up from a nightmare. She couldn't really remember it. Just a whisper of voices. Well no, voice, not voices. A whisper of a voice. She made herself coffee and sat at the table and read a magazine. She looked at 'who wore it better' and eventually threw the magazine away from her. To be honest none of them wore it better.

She yawed as she took a sip of her drink, it burnt her mouth but she carried on drinking it anyway. She looked across the kitchen at the calendar. The day was marked with a red circle. She stared at the red circle for a moment or two, praying she hadn't forgotten anything important.

Then it came to her. "Shit"

It was her birthday. How the fuck did she forget? She hated birthdays, they were pretty much pointless, so much fuss made at just getting older. Part of her hoped no one knew it was her birthday… but she knew they did. The red circle wasn't there last night.

Did she go back to bed, feign being ill, no one could make her do anything then. She debated that for several minutes. When she finally decided that yes she did do that, she stood up and came face to face with Jane. With Thor and Loki behind her. Darcy let out a yelp of surprise.

"Happy Birthday!" Jane said giving her a hug. Darcy groaned, but hugged her back all the same. "I know you hate birthdays but I don't care"

"I do" she muttered, but it was lost on deaf ears.

"Im getting your present" Jane said flinging herself down the hall.

"Have the mightiest of Birthdays" Thor said, also giving her a hug. She embraced him, then he was gone, he went after Jane.

"You did not inform me of your birthday" Loki said accusingly. "I found out from Jane last night"

"I don't inform people of my birthday because I hate them. Seriously they are kind of pointless" she said.

"Indeed, but I am sad you did not tell me" Darcy looked at his face. He didn't look overly sad.

"Yeah I can see" she joked. "You look devastated"

He laughed at her, and have her a quick hug and kiss. "I do have a present for you though"

"How?"

"How?" he asked questioningly.

"How do you have a present on such short notice, if you found out last night."

He smiled. It wasn't a very trustworthy smile. "I got it in the nicest way"

"Loki?" she asked concerned.

"I ordered a SHEILD car to drive me to a store. Then I threatened someone, and you have a present" He looked at her face for a moment. It was probably a look of surprise, and shock. "Joking" he said with a wink. She knew he wasn't joking; she had begun to be able to tell his lies from the truth.

"No you're not" she sighed.

"Very good" he said stepping into her space. "No one can tell my lies, even without magic"

"I can"

"I know. If you were not you, you would be dead by now"

"Oh charming"

He smiled at her and kissed her long and hard. She placed her hand up his shirt and traced his stomach.

"Sorry to interrupt" Jane said cheerfully. Loki made a sound of annoyance and glared at Jane as he pulled away. Jane thrust a silver wrapped parcel into her hands.

After the process of opening Jane's present, not Loki's though, they went out to a casual lunch. Food was good, but Thor, on Jane's request, had everyone singing happy birthday to her. Poor other customers, they had to be drawn into birthday madness. When they arrived home, she had been ordered to dress up fancy. Like real fancy. Ball gown fancy.

She had no idea what that meant. She sat on her bed, completely lost and very worried. Why did they want her to dress up. She sat on her bed just staring into her wardrobe of 'non fancy' clothes. She flumped backwards onto her bed. Jane knew she didn't own 'Fancy'. She owned night club clothes, but not ball gown. Was that woman going crazy. She sat up again and saw something out the corner of her eye. It was a big bag. Like not a plastic bag. A gown bag.

She flew over to it, very fast. It had a zip down the front. She warily unzipped it. And of course, she was faced with a gown. Was she dreaming? She had to be, this was something out of a book or movie. One of those rom coms or something. She took in the gown. She knew who it was from, she didn't need to look at the tag. She did anyway.

Happy Birthday.

I thought you may need something 'Fancy'

Loki

That was all it said but it was still beautiful. It was taffeta floor length ball gown, strapless and dark green. It had black feathers on the top. It was like a movie. One of those sappy movies that Darcy told people she hated but in reality she loved. It was one of her darkest secrets, one she had told Loki. He obviously put it to good use. The hiding it in her room, simple tag and just beautiful dress.

She was still staring at it when Loki came into her room. "You like?"

She turned to him, smiling and flung her arms around him. "No" she muttered. "I hate it"

"Oh" he said feigning to be hurt. "In that case I will take it back" his arms wound around her.

"Don't you dare" she whispered.

He laughed into her shoulder. "I got the idea of a movie"

"I thought so" she said facing him. "Very rom com, chic flic"

"I was aiming for that" he smiled. "Now put it on"

"Bossy"

"I cannot wait to see you in it.

"Kinky" she laughed.

Turns out the reason the 'fancy' look was a party. A proper party. Ball gown party. Tony stark organized ball gown party. It reminded her of her senior prom, with all the dresses. Except this time she wasn't wearing jeans. (She almost got kicked out for wearing those)

She got wished happy birthday and was given presents by people she didn't even know. She finally got to meet The warriors three and Sif properly. Fandral, was very touchy. Loki ended up swooping her away. He disclosed if he had kept putting his hand on her shoulder then he would lose his head. She giggled a lot at that. Probably the champagne. Sif was … tough. But nice. Sif loathed Loki, but they somehow got on all the same. Even though she was banging her worse enemy, to put it as blunt as she could.

She danced, and ate. And danced and drank. And drank some more, and some more. She would regret this in the morning but she didn't care. This was a fairy-tale birthday. Literally. This was something you would expect out of a Mary-sue book. Or something. Or as she had said countless times, a soppy film.

The night had been going for a while. She had spoken to Frigga at one point. They made a promise that they would have their, matters of the heart, chat.

An hour later, she felt a spot of moisture fall on her bear arm. She swiped it away out of habit. She heard a few more patters, and looked upwards at the ceiling. Nothing. Too much drink. Way to much drink.

But she wasn't the only one feeling rain. A few other people looked up as well. A few more spatters happened. Suddenly it was a downpour. Rain and hail fell from the ceiling. People screamed. Wind picked up. Clouds formed and thunder clapped. Lightning struck the tables, glass shattered everywhere.

Loki grabbed her arm and she hung on to him. People hit the floor, to avoid the weather that was going on, indoors. Across the room, a chandelier fell and shattered. Screams of horror indicated that it had landed on people. Darcy screamed herself as the windows blew inwards and glass shattered on them all. Asgardian's went into attack and defence mode, but there was nothing to attack. But they did defend the queen against the onslaught.

Finally people gathered their thoughts, and the ones who were able tried for the doors. They wouldn't open by the looks of things. The wind blew one last time before a thump was heard. Everyone looked towards it, it was a dark shape, he was laughing.

There was one final gust of wind and in red mist the figure was gone. And so was the freak weather.

People were still screaming, and crying. At once everyone went to help the injured… or the dead. A yell was heard, then many yells.

The queen of Asgard had been taken.

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