AIP: I am deeply flattered by the response to a chapter that hardly explained any part of my story. Honestly, it will probably take another chapter or two to get into the core of the plot that you guys are going to see, but until then... Also, I forgot to mention some key factors: this fiction is neither fluffy, nor happy, and it contains zero or no redemption for Loki (he will embody most of his comic/graphic novel personality, and will basically have zip compassion), and nor a fairy tale ending. Happy or tragic? I'll leave that up to you when you guys actually read it. Now I must shut up before I unwittingly turn myself into one of those idiotic authors who reveal everything before they actually write it. Enjoy the next chapter.

Chapter Two: Spare Batteries and a Doppleganger

When Jane had meant the top of the mountain, she had originally meant the top of the public viewing area of Yosemite National Park. It was a nice place, picnic table, lookout post and an emergency road-side telephone she had every intention to use when Thor lifted her up. But, no. Instead, she was literarily sitting upon the edge of Half Dome, the government protected surrounding land's most beautiful and iconic landmark, and high-light for serious mountain climbers with the area. Never in her dreams, had she imagined sitting on the edge of it, with Thor sitting right beside her, staring at the stars.

Watching as the eery green lights dashing across the night sky like tiny bits of lightning, she felt as content as she would ever be. The flashlight/lantern that set beside them let off little light, hardly affected the impact of the event, only lit up their faces every so slightly so the could regard each other.

Thor continued watching, something clearly in his mind. He had tried desperately to make amends with Jane for months. He wanted her to know she wasn't second, no matter how much he was interrupted, detoured or distracted. And this night, he was going to explain it all to her and in the best way he knew how.

For behind his red velveteen cape, was a satchel, with its godly gifts glowing within its interior. Tonight was the night, there was no doubt about it. He just needed to know, that it was okay. He needed to hear from her own mouth, that she still loved him, as much as he loved her.

"Thor?"

He looked up from his feet and met her eyes head on, heart pounding inside his massive form. "Hmm," he responded, though it came up more of a grunt. Jane smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Thor feigned ignorance instantly, smiled broadly and chided, "I do not know. What of you, Lady Jane?"

Staring at his beyond charming smile, Jane didn't even really hear him. "What?" she inquired, as a normal response."

"What are you thinking of his fine night?"

Snapping out of her trance, she looked away from him, to give a response that was not solely made from being entranced from his charm. "I am thinking," she began...

"Yes?" Thor pressed on.

Jane decided to tease him, just a wee bit, "That I could fall any moment from his mountain. Really Thor, did you think that my awe for you, and sitting on the precipice of a dangerous mountainside is a good thing?"

Thor took this in, and stared in front of him. "Why did I not think of that?" he said, as if he were seriously contemplating such a matter.

Jane squealed slightly, Thor letting out a small laugh (her high-pitched voice was a comical thing) as she nudged him the shoulder, while they both regarded each other with mirth and humility. After briefly chuckling, sharing in each other's play-mockery of one another before, they looked back up at the stars again, admiring the fleeting beauty of the atmosphere.

"Seriously though..."

Jane looked back on him, regarding him with interest.

"I want to apologize."

"For what," she asked softly.

Thor sighed and explained, "For a lot of things. For not... contacting you, getting in touch, making you were safe during the whole travesty involving my brother. I wanted to, deeply... but... I never really got to-"

Jane smirked and acknowledged, "SHIELD was never really one hundred percent organized."

"I know... if they truly were, a lot of unfortunate happiness could have been avoided."

"Like Coulson?"

"...Yes."

Silence drifted between them again, with the both of them reflecting on the event that brought them together, and how they had briefly drifted apart. Something that was going to change, now. Jane reached out for his hand, and held it briefly. "Thor," she began softly. Thor looked back at her.

"I want to say something to you. I should have said it earlier, but I was just... not..."

"Yes?" Thor asked, leaning closer to the tiny before him.

"Thor... I..."

She regarded him for a moment, his baby-blue almost electric blue eyes staring at her, with eagerness within them, Jane lost within their kind and gentle demeanor. Thor felt the same with her amber brown eyes, and felt himself swimming in warmth and compassion. They leant to closer to each other, leaning for a gentle caress...

Right when the environment went dark, shrouding them in the black of the night. The batterie of the lantern had died. Jane let out a huge groan, and Thor smiled in spite of himself. Jane sighed, "Just great..."

Thor admitted, "Not a good twist of fate, now is it?"

Jane buried her face into her hands , letting out an aggravated and annoyed sigh. Then she remembered who was with her. She asked, unable to see his face, "There is a spare battery in the RV. Do you think-"

"Never fear. Where in the RV?"

"Just inside the glove compartment."

"...Glove compartment?"

"The little mechanical chamber that sort of ...pops open? You remember? I used before I arrived." To stuff the map and valuables in she thought.

He hesitate. "I'll be back in a moment."

With that, his warmth disappeared and there was the sound of scraping stone, accompanied by and a gust of wind, and within two seconds, Jane was alone on the mountain top. She reached for the lantern, while staring at in accusingly and looked at the warning labels on the bottom. She read, while employing a sarcastic tone mixed with how a advertiser would explain a product, "Longest lasting propane free lantern; Guaranteed to last the whole night. Warning, batteries that are included may not last as long as initially described..." she looked up into empty space and frowned.

No matter, Thor would be come back soon. She looked up at the sky, watching as the meteor shower continued. Though she had been looking forward to his moment for weeks, it now seemed to have lost some of its impact.

God, she only hoped he knew exactly what she referring to, location-wise when it came to the trailer, and she hoped he knew what a spare lithium battery was.

She had little time to reflect on this dilemma, as something bright flew just overhead and hit the ground not twenty yards behind her. She let out a small yelp, and had to quickly balance herself on the side of the dome to keep herself from falling to her gruesome death. Her eyes darted frantically, at first seeing nothing (and shaking slightly from what had just occurred) but then her eyes met with a trail of smoke rising from what would been a hot patch of earth. Carefully, she raised herself from the edge of the mountain and made her way towards whatever had hit the area behind her.

Hesitantly, she leaned towards it, unaware of what exactly had happened. Did a meteor actually make impact? she thought. That's odd. There were no reports of anything big enough to actually penetrate into the planet's surface.

She carefully leant over, and stared into the crater. She blinked, completely confused.

There was nothing. Just a crater, some burnt earth, but no evidence but the whole itself.

Suddenly, she felt herself pulled backwards. She let out a small gasp, but then calmed when she saw the metal bracers on the arms that held her accompanied by the swish of a red cape. That was quick, she thought to herself letting out a sigh. She then turned around and protested, "Don't scare me like that!"

His voice responded sympathetically, "I am sorry. I saw the flash of light and I worried." He pulled her back towards him and held her, tightly, Jane feeling comfortable and secure despite of the recent shock. Jesus, he is so sweet. No one would have guessed he was a war god. As they remained like this for an additional minute, she smiled allowed herself to be caressed, completely content that he continued to rub her back with tender firm strokes. Never wanting this moment to end, leant herself into his chest, seeking its warmness and security to its fullest.

But he responded in a most peculiar manner.

He twitched.

Jane's eyes shot open, and she blinked for a moment. That's odd. she thought. Was he turned off by her response? Or had he not been expecting it. Not like a war god to shy away from the response to the moment he had started. Deciding she would rather not reflect on it, she then leant back, clapped her hands once and began, "Did you find it alright. I was kind of worried you wouldn't fully understand what glove compartment was."

Then from the side of the mountain came something that was truly odd, and just as terrifying.

"Jane, this seems awfully big to fit in that portable fire pit of yours.. and it was terribly hard to completely detach from the glove compartment as you so called it, but it has the word "battery" engraved on the side, so I assumed..."

Jane suddenly stiffened, looking off to the side of the mountain, watching as Thor returned. Her heart stopped in complete shock of what she saw before her. The fact that he was holding a car battery with parts of the engine still attached wasn't really all that surprising (she should have expected from the start, really), just the... strange fact he was standing ten feet away... and holding her at the same time.

"Thor? What..." she breathed, completely confused.

She didn't have long to breathe another word, she felt a harsh tug pull her tighter into the embrace that had perviously held her, while Thor unceremoniously dropped the battery on the side of the indigenous rock based surface. She cringed, as the calming embrace securing her to the man who now held her had become almost painful, all tenderness and initial comfort completely vanished, now nothing but a possessive and bone gripping clench that refused to waive in the slightest.

Sensing her discomfort, Thor made a go for them, but the figure swooped to the side, in a way Jane didn't think was possible, Thor hitting the ground within moments due to the poorly planned attack.

The figure holding her chuckled, in a way that lacked Thor's compassion of innocence that she knew him for, and then morphed into a different voice all-together. "Careful, brother.. your woman is quite delicate. You know, human mortality and all."

Choosing to ignore the threat entirely, Thor looked towards them, letting out an animalistic growl, made solely to threaten and intimidate, "You... " he ground out, "What are you doing here?"

The figure laughed, Jane flinching in response, looking up towards the face of her captor unable to really see him. "You little simpleton. Didn't I tell you very clearly that I would pay your woman a visit?"

It couldn't have happened more timely. As Jane stood confused in wake up her lover on the ground, held by a stranger, a large meteorite flew just over head at that moment and before it burnt completely to dust in the evening sky, she was able t get a glimpse of the man who had locked himself around her quivering form. Raven locks, golden armor, green silk, and eyes that held nothing good nor pure within them. She was looking at the man whose image had made every news station, every magazine cover, every newspaper, all accompanied with the slogan "Criminal of humanity and Earth."

She was looking at the brother of Thor, the god of mischief and lies, and the spark of the Apocalypse itself.

She was looking at Loki.

AIP: Content mistakes are probably a nightmare, I know, but its either Apple's instant correct function, or bad spelling and grammar. Decisions, decisions...