After Jane had hit Thor, at the hospital with the car again, they were back in the lab and the God of Thunder was changing into human cloths. He was standing in the bathroom, topless, looking for a shirt, while Darcy and Jane could see his reflection in the mirror. He had muscles, the woman never even knew existed. John had been muscly as well, however he was slim and not as strongly build.
"You know, for a crazy homeless person, he's pretty cut." Darcy stated eyeing his torso. The astrophysicist paced up and down, pretending to be with her nose in the book, peaking towards Thor, having to admit that Darcy was right, this scenery in fact was somehow affecting her womanly needs, not having been with a man for almost a year.
"Sorry I tased you!" Darcy said when Thor came walking out of the bathroom with a shirt in his hand. The blond didn't react, he noticed scientific equipment and grabbed it curiously.
"Excuse me, excuse me!" Jane said loudly, running towards the man, taking her equipment out of his hand, scared that he would break it and put it back to the place it belonged. She shook her head reproving, but got interrupted when she suddenly noticed, how near she was standing to his naked upper body. She backed away ashamed, having obviously stared at his muscles and quickly looked at her notebook again.
"What is this?" Thor asked, eyeing the t-shirt. He showed a sticker from a convention, whereon 'John Mckenzie' was written.
"Oh." She breathed, ripping the label off the clothing. "My ex." She clicked her tongue, thinking about him. "He left me everything he owned." She laughed embarrassed, but stopped when seeing Thor's questioning frown. "Aaah..." She shook her head, trying to get rid of the memories in her mind. "They were the only clothes I had that would fit you." She now was happy that she hadn't burned the clothes. She didn't know what to do with the suits, shirts and jeans, so she decided to take it with her until she would be able to burn them, which she hadn't had the heart to do up till now.
"They are a bit tight," Thor stated, "but they will suffice." He walked past her, ignoring her offended frown. Okay, no thank you. She thought rolling her eyes. "You're welcome."
He didn't react to her obvious sarcastic tone. "This mortal form has grown weak. I need sustenance!" He exclaimed loudly.
Right, what the hell is his problem? Jane exchanged annoyed glances with her colleagues before they searched for something to eat.
"I never get used to seeing him like this." Loki said sorrowful and conscience-stricken, sitting next tot he bed, wherein his father was laying motionless. It had been his fault that the Allfather had fallen into the Odinsleep now. "The most powerful being in the Nine Realms lying helpless until his body is restored."
Frigga glanced at her son concerned, she was sitting at the other bedside. "But he's put it off for so long now, I fear..." She took the hand of her husband affectionately.
"How long will it last?" The Demigod asked, eyeing his father.
"I don't know. This time it's different. We were unprepared." She answered softly. "You can speak to him, he can see and hear us, even now."
Loki glanced at the sleeping man, he didn't know what he could say to him, so he looked up to his mother again, who saw the sorrow in his eyes.
"You are a good son." She smiled at him, yet with sadness in her voice. "We mustn't lose hope that your father will return to us." She sighed. "And your brother."
Brother? Wasn't he banished? How could he return to them? His mind came to a standstill. "What hope is there for Thor?"
"There is always a purpose to everything your father does. Thor may yet find a way home."
Of course, how could he have not seen that? Odin had a reason for everything, he had realized this painfully himself earlier today during the encounter with his father. Of course he had a purpose in sending Thor to Midgard of all worlds. However which one? He had to find that out. He rose from his seat determined and lowered his head at his mother respectfully before heading to the exit, but his way out got blocked by guards that opened the door. He felt his muscles tense. What did they want? Had they found out that he was behind the intrusion of the Frost Giants?
Upon seeing the God of Mischief looking at them baffled, they bowed simultaneously, shouting a "HO". An Einherjar appeared in the doorway with Gungnir in his hands. He walked up to the Demigod and kneeled before him, holding out the staff to him. What was happening? Why was this man kneeling in front of him? He turned around at his mother bewildered.
"Thor is banished. The line of succession falls to you. Until Odin awakens, Asgard is yours." Frigga explained in a slow voice.
Loki couldn't believe what he was hearing. Him? Being King? He had thought about it so many times, but now that it truly happened, he didn't know what to think of it. He caught his breath, facing the Einherjar again, who raised Gungnir even higher now, signing him to take it.
With the staff he would have unlimited power, he could do anything he wanted and be the king the people deserved. Moreover nobody could force him to stay in Asgard. His eyes suddenly sparkled and he raised his chin slightly, reaching slowly for the weapon of his father. When he held it in his hands, he felt the power of it run through his veins.
"Make your father proud." Frigga whispered, smiling.
Loki turned around, facing his mother with his head held high, still focusing on the staff in his hands.
"My king." She said lowering her head in respect.
His eyes snapped at her and he couldn't hide a smirk. Oh yes he would make his father proud. He now had his power and he knew exactly what to do with it.
"Now tell us exactly what happened to you last night." Jane said with her notebook and a pen in her hands, sitting front of Thor, watching him eating ravenously from a plate of steak and eggs. He didn't answer, he just looked at her with a facial expression, which she couldn't allocate. It made her feel flustered, she looked into her book again, feeling her face turning red. "How did you got inside that cloud?"
"Also how could you eat an entire box of Pop-Tarts and still be this hungry?" Darcy asked interested, ignoring Jane's withering look.
The strange man seemed not to care about their questions, he downed the coffee and weighed the empty cup in his hand. "This drink, I like it!" He stated.
"I know, it's great right!" Darcy replied enthusiastically.
"ANOTHER!" Thor yelled, smashing the cup on the floor, which made the girls scream of shock. The woman behind the counter looked at the happening reproving. "Sorry Izzy, little accident." Jane rose from her seat and wanted to clean the shards, when a waitress already came to the table. The scientist walked back to her chair again. "What was that?" She asked bewildered.
"It was delicious, I want another!" The blond answered.
"Well, you could have just said so." She was angry now, what was he thinking?
"I just did." He laughed.
"No, I mean ask nicely!"
"I meant no disrespect."
"Alright, well no more smashing." The woman said loudly. "Deal?"
"You have my word." He smirked at her intrigued.
Jane saw the fascination in his face. Why was he looking at her like that? "Good." She said slightly blushing.
"The usual please Izzy!" A local guy said taking a seat. "You missed out all the excitement out at the crater!"
Jane turned towards the guys sitting at the counter. What was at the crater?
"They're saying some kind of satellite crashed in the desert." The man explained as if he had heard the woman's thoughts. Satellite? This was a very interesting information.
"We were having a good time with it till the Feds showed up, chased us out." The other man said laughing.
"Excuse me? Did you say there was a satellite-crash?"
"Yeah." The local guy replied.
"Oh my god, this is going on Facebook, smile!" Darcy apparently didn't care about the satellite, she took a picture with her phone of Thor grinning.
"What did he look like, the satellite?" Erik asked curious, ignoring his student.
"I don't know nothing about satellites. But it was heavy. Real heavy. Nobody could lift it."
Suddenly Thor seemed to catch the attention of the conversation. He got up, smiling and walked over to the man, grabbing him by the shoulder harshly. "Which way?"
"Fifty miles west of here." The man answered. The blond man's eyes sparkled, before he ran out of the door.
"I wouldn't waste my time! Looked like the whole Army was coming in when we left!" The other man yelled after him, while Jane got up to her feet, sprinting after him. "Where are you going?" She asked, when they were in the middle of the street.
"Fifty miles west of here." Thor answered determined, walking with his head held high, causing the drivers to swear, because they had to drive around him.
"Why?" Jane asked dumbfounded.
"To get what belongs to me!"
"Oh so you own a satellite now?"
"It's not what they say it is."
"Well, whatever it is, the government seems to think it's theirs though." She explained. "You just intend to go in there and take it?"
"Yes." Thor stopped his pace and faced her smiling. "If you take me there now, I'll tell you everything you wish to know."
"Everything?"
"Yes. All the answers you seek will be yours. Once I have reclaimed Mjolnir."
"Myeu-muh? What's Myeu-muh?" Darcy and Erik had caught up with them and the woman was standing there confused, looking at Thor and Jane.
"Can I have a word Jane?" Erik walked away from the blond man, signing the scientist to follow him.
"Please don't do this." He whispered.
"You saw what I saw last night, this is no coincidence. I want to know what's in that crater." She replied softly, so Thor couldn't hear them.
"I'm not talking about the crater, I'm talking about him." Erik said signing at Thor with his eyes.
"But he's promised us answers!"
"He's delusional. Listen to what he's saying, he's talking about Mjolnir and Thor and Bifrost. It's the stories I grew up with as a child."
Yes it was a very strange coincidence that every time she saw a circle and a whirlwind like she had seen last night, it all ended with stories about Thor. What if those stories were real? What if John had been right about his theory and what if this Thor now really was the Thor? Of course it sounded crazy, but what if this craziness was the truth? "I'd just be driving him. That's it." She explained desperately. She really wanted to hear what this strange person had to say.
"He's dangerous, Jane." In Erik eyes was real concern now. She knew that her mentor was right, what if he really was delusional. She sighed disappointed and walked up to the handsome blond again. "I'm sorry, but I can't take you." She said.
"Then this is where we say goodbye." He looked at her respectfully, when taking her hand and placed a kiss on it.
Jane couldn't stop herself from giggling, no man had ever done that to her in her life. "Uhm..." She smiled widely. "Thank you?" She laughed, not knowing how to react to this charming act.
"Jane Foster," Thor faced the other two, "Erik Selvig, Darcy. Farewell." He lowered his head respectfully.
Darcy and Erik bowed slightly awkwardly at him. "Alright, back to work." Erik said and walked off to their lab, with Darcy following him. Jane looked at Thor confused one more time before she turned around as well.
Sif and the Warriors Three burst into the throne room loudly, with their heads bowed. "Allfather! We must speak with you, urgently." Sif said, raising her head and jerked to a stand when seeing that not Odin was sitting on the throne. Loki had needed his rest for a moment after he had found out that he would be king. He decided to take a seat in the throne of his father, since he had to get used to this feeling. He was scared to make mistakes, which was why he hadn't been doing anything just yet. He had changed himself into his armor and put on his helmet with the horns, letting his thoughts run through his mind. Was he really going to be able to be a good king? Or had it only been a wish, because he thought that it would never happen? It was too real now, it had been happening too fast.
"My friends." Loki said, seeing their puzzled faces.
"Where's Odin?" Fandral asked, walking closer to the throne.
"Father has fallen into the Odinsleep, mother fears he may never waken again." He said affectedly.
"We would speak with her." Sif said determined.
"She has refused to leave my father's bedside." He explained, inhaling sharply. "You can bring your urgent matter to me." He rose slowly and proudly from the throne and hit the staff on the floor slightly to make a point. "Your king." He said with a low voice. He saw the dumbfounded faces of Thor's friends in front of him and it made him smirk. Oh dear, he was going to like this.
A/n: Well let's see how much he likes this, when he finds out with whom his dear Jane is spending time with.