Jane first discovered soulmates when she was six.
Her father, an astronomy professor, had just brought home some new journals regarding the latest photos from the Hubble telescope. Jane glanced at one of the pictures and gasped. It was glowing.
A strange dark blue light was emanating from the picture of the midnight sky, its vibrance and beauty making the world seem black and white in comparison. Jane didn't know why, but she felt as if she could reach into the picture and touch the stars. It was if they were calling to her…
"Jane!"
The little girl jumped as her father called her, realizing he had been doing so for some time.
"Honey, are you okay?"
"Uh-huh." Jane's finger's traced over the photograph "Can I have this?"
At first, Jane's father didn't know why a little girl would want a college research journal. But once she told him what she saw, he understood.
"It's called soulcolor sweetie," he explained "It's a clue to help you find your soulmate."
"A clue?"
"That's right. That pretty blackish-blue color you see glowing in that picture? That's the color of your soulmate's soul."
After that, Jane became obsessed with the stars. She read as many of her father's books as she could, often pestering him with questions regarding passages she didn't understand. She hung the picture next to her bed. And every night, she would look at it and try to reach through it.
Jane didn't know why, but she knew her soulmate must have some sort of connection to the stars. And the night sky that held them. When she was little, she thought her soulmate would come from outer space. But every child grows up.
Time went on, and Jane kept searching for her man with the soul of the midnight sky. But she never found him. Eventually, she stopped looking for love entirely and focused on her career. She had turned her love of the stars into a profession and was determined to push the boundaries of astrophysics. Even when she wasn't looking for her soulmate, Jane couldn't deny the call of the stars. That's when she found him.
It was cold, quiet night in the deserts of New Mexico. Jane, along with Erik Selvig and her intern Darcy Lewis, was waiting to study a rare cosmic storm. Jane looked up at the night sky as it started to glow, a strange sound coming from the stars. It was calling to her again. Louder than ever before. Maybe that was why she didn't notice the cosmic storm forming right on top of her.
Jane gasped as Darcy slammed on the accelerator, racing them away from the point of impact.
"What are you doing?" Jane demanded.
"I am not dying for six college credits!" Darcy shouted, right before she hit something within the swirling wind and sand.
The truck came to a screeching halt. Jane ran out and found a man lying half-conscious in the dirt.
"Do me a favor and don't be dead," she begged "Please!"
She took one look at his face and gasped. He was glowing. A dark, blackish-blue light surrounded his body. Identical to the midnight sky. Jane's jaw went slack as she watched his soulcolor arc and flash around him, light bolts of lightning. A dull hum seemed to be emanating from him. Like thunder, rumbling in the distance.
The man of the night sky opened his eyes and looked at her. Jane felt weightless. Like she was floating in midair. She felt like she could soar past Mars and Saturn; right out of the milky way galaxy and all the way to the other end of the universe. She felt…free. Free from all her worries and cares. Free from the need to prover herself the equal of her male peers. Free to follow of her wildest dreams and more.
Darcy said something about CPR, but Jane wasn't paying attention. She was too busy trying to find the right thing to say. In the end, she didn't have to say anything. Because he said what she was already thinking.
"I found you."