Edit 4.3.2015

Thor frowned as he sat at the kitchen table watch Sammie cook with a sad frown on her face. Yesterday after her sickness passed she didn't talk to him for the rest of the day. It hurt, but he knew that she was just embarrassed. He watched as she stared at the pan, too lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize the eggs were starting to burn. Thor made his way over to the stove, smelling the smoky burnt smell. He pulled the pan off the stove after seeing that she wasn't moving to do so.

"Sammie? Are you all right?" Thor asked, shutting off the stove, an action he watched her do many times.

"What?" She asked looking up at him, blinking a few times. She looked down at the destroyed breakfast and sighed. "I'm sorry." She apologized for ruining the omelet she was making for him.

"It's fine. Will you please just talk to me? Tell me what's wrong." Thor spoke, gently forcing her chin up, so she was looking at him.

"I'm just upset at myself, I can't believe that I forgot something as important as the shots. I've been taking them for years, I shouldn't just forget about them one day."

"Does that always happen if you don't take the shots?" Thor questioned an image of her sick form cemented in his mind. There was never a point where he felt so weak and helpless. But seeing her like she was yesterday, made him feel exactly like that. He didn't like that feeling and he wasn't going to let her get that way again.

"Tony has a theory that my ability is getting used to the shot to the point that they will no longer be effective. I have good days and bad days on the shot. Thankfully I have more good days than bad."

"What is he doing to fix it?" Thor questioned.

"No idea, Tony's a genius and he sometimes he forgets to dumb it down for normal people. But its ok I trust him." She said with a slight smile. "Did you want me to make something else or would you like to just go to the dinner?"

"Whatever you would like, little one." Thor said with a small smile.

"Ok let me clean up this mess and then I'll make you some pancakes." Sammie nodded before moving the burnt pan to the sink running cool water over it.

"May I help you?" Thor asked moving to wash his hands.

"That would be great." She nodded, opening up the kitchen window, in hopes to get the burnt smell out. "Now I can teach you how to make them like I promised. Can you get the eggs and milk out of the fridge?" She asked pulling out a bowl and the pans needed.

Sammie was teaching him how to make the pancakes while teaching him how to make them, he could see the passion in her eyes as she worked at the stove. She would have been a great cook, even a great cooking teacher. Thor was so wrapped up in watching her that he wasn't learning how to make them at all, he was just absorbed in her beauty. Thor couldn't help but smile as she continued working, flour smeared across her cheek. Sammie looked up at Thor and faltered when she noticed the way he was looking at her.

"What?" She blushed.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" Thor asked running his hand across her cheek causing them to become redder.

"Oh please, you come from a world of goddesses," She mumbled looking down, not believing word he was saying.

"None of them are as beautiful as you." Thor said tilting her head up to see her face. She stood there in silence not sure what to say to him, she still didn't believe a word he said. She watched shocked as he bent towards her slowly before gently kissing her. Sammie didn't respond until it was nearly too late, but when she felt him moving away, she slid her arms around his neck kissing him back. Electric shock was running through her body, never have been kissed with such passion as now when he was kissing her. Thor lifted her up and sat her on the counter, smiling against her lips as she gasped. He wrapped an arm around her waist before pulling her as close as he could, before sliding his other hand up her shirt to her breast, his mouth claiming hers as she moaned. They were lost in the moment that they completely forgot about their surroundings until smoke filled the room.

"God damn it." Sammie cursed before hopping off the counter and taking care of the second breakfast that got ruined. Thor couldn't help but chuckle watching as she cleaned up the mess. He couldn't stop smiling, he was too happy about the progress they had made.

"Go get ready, were going to the diner," She said before mumbling to herself about the ruined breakfast. "Stop laughing, it's not funny." She chastised but was unable to stop from smiling herself.

Breakfast was uneventful, and before she knew it they were back at her house, lounging around. Thor smiled as he watched her polishing her furntature. He quickly noticed that she found the best way to busy herself was to clean. At this point he wasn't sure what she was cleaning, but it made her happy. Thor stood and went to the kitchen, hoping to find some way to help.

"You don't have to do that," Sammie spoke noticing him grab a broom.

"It's easy," Thor said before brushing the floor. He couldn't help but chuckle thinking about what they people of Asgard would think if they saw their Prince cleaning like a commoner.

"What's so funny?" Sammie questioned.

"I was just thinking about what my people would think if they saw me cleaning." Thor smiled at the image that popped into his head.

"You don't have to clean on Asgard?" Sammie questioned pausing in her dusting of the TV counsel.

"No, we are the Royal family, we have servants." Thor admitted, slightly embarrassed when he saw her frown.

"How many servants do you have?"

"Maybe 40."

"Forty!"

"The Palace is very large. But I assure you they are paid very well." Thor spoke hoping to make a better impression for her. He didn't want to think that they were stuck up, spoiled, snobs. Many of his people thought that about him, called him arrogant. But no one took the time to know him. They just loved to talk, many of the stories that were told about him were untrue, but no one wanted to hear the correct version.

"Well, I suppose that makes it somewhat ok." Sammie said, moving to continue dusting.

"Garbage, Bill, Garbage, Bill, Bill, ah?" Sammie spoke to herself as she flipped through her mail. It was a letter from the hospital but wasn't in the normal bill format. Curiously she took a butter knife and ripped open the letter with one swift slash.

Dear Ms. Samantha Rowle,

We thank you on completing your full payment. Blah. Blah. Blah. We look forward to your company in the future.

Sammie frowned, she hadn't completed the payment. It had to be a mistake. Picking up her home phone, she dialed the phone number printed on the back.

"Southpark Hospital, my name's Amy. Can I help you?" A voice said on the other line.

"Yes, my names Samantha Rowle, I just received a letter saying I completed my payment. This has to be a mistake, because I haven't paid off the bill." Sammie explained.

"Wow this is a first," Amy chuckled, "Usually people call to argue about their bills, not that they paid them off."

"Well, I just want to make sure that this is not going to come back on me."

"Well Ms. Rowle, my computers says that your bill is all taken care of by a private company. If I were you, I would just count this as a blessing."

"Thank you." Sammie spoke.

"Have a great day, we look forward to your business in the future." Amy spoke before hanging up.

Sammie didn't know what to think. Who would pay for a hospital bill if they didn't have too? Something didn't seem right, but for now she wouldn't worry about it.

"Sammie, shall we watch another movie?" Thor questioned as he finished washing the dishes. She told him he didn't have to do any house work, but he insisted.

"Sure, want to pick one?" Sammie a better translation