A/N: Sorry it's taken so long, I just wasn't sure how much I wanted to add in as far as Thor went, then I got writer's block, and then I thought about hooking Thor and Lilliana up, but it's way too early! We will have to see where things go, but I promise a quicker update this time! Sorry it's short, again the writer's block, and I didn't want to hold it up anymore. I will start over on a new day in the next chapter.
Pergjithshme – Peter would be Peter Parker, aka Spiderman – but Lilliana doesn't know he's Spiderman, yet.
Camitake & Kitcool – I'm glad you like Lilliana's character so far!
Chapter Six: The Interview
When Lilliana Hudson rolled over and opened her eyes, it took a few seconds for her to realize she was face to face with Thor. She jumped and swung her arm at him, screaming, but he batted her arm away and chuckled. She clambered out of her bed, falling on the floor and swore a few times, trying to get her heart rate to go down as she put her still moist hair up in a bun and threw a sweat shirt on over her camisole tank top.
"Why in the world were you in here watching me sleep? Aren't there cameras in here so you can watch me from a distance?" She shouted at the blonde.
"Well, you told me to come and talk to you today, and when I did you were sleeping, so I figured I would let you sleep a while. I grew bored, and decided to wake you up, you're a light sleeper." Thor replied, still chuckling. "I don't understand why you're mad. I didn't do anything besides blow on your neck and look at the pictures on your desk."
"Oh no, I am so sorry! I have a lot on my mind and I forgot you were coming!" She blushed and started ruffling through papers and getting together notes in a hurry. He laughed at her again, making her blush a deeper shade of pink as she found the papers she was looking for and a pen and sat down, offering him the seat across from her. He sat down, and looked at her, observing the furrow in her forehead as she concentrated and the way the muscles in her arm moved as she wrote.
"What are you writing? I haven't said anything yet." He commented, and she looked up.
"The history of your name, and how you've embraced it, I mean, assuming the identity of a Norse god, that's kind of clever."
"I am Thor. The Norse, they worshipped me, god or not."
"Funny, but you don't need to maintain the act with me."
"You don't believe me? I am Thor, Odin's son, by brother is Loki, and he wasn't pretending either. I do not come from your planet."
"Are you serious?" Her eyes widened, and then she started scribbling again. He chuckled again. "Do I amuse you a lot?"
"A Lot of things on this planet amuse me. You're only the newest thing."
"A lot of women?"
"No. Just one." She looked up at him, a small amount of concern in her eyes. He ran a hand through his hair and for the first time, as she cautiously took notes, he told her all about the earth woman who stole his heart and how he lost her to save others. This interview changed from a requirement, to finish her project, to a quest, to reunite Thor with the girl he lost, or at least give it a try.
As they finished their conversations, he offered to walk her to dinner, and she accepted. The pair had formed a nice bond, and he was telling her beautiful stories of all the wonderful things he had seen in his lifetime. She was truly overwhelmed in that moment, realizing how important what she was assigned would be in the long run, a history of the incredible people, and how lucky she was to be the one to record it.
