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Their shared dream that night was a good one, the two of them waking up in a forest that Thor remembered from his childhood where he and his friends would go to play. It was a fun dream, the two of them just goofing around and playing hide and seek. Running around they did not pay attention to the time, just being silly with each other, having fun and for once not bothering talking about the drama that was their life.
The final catch of the night went to Jane, finally catching Thor and causing both of them to crash to the ground. They laughed, and laughed and laughed.
"This was fun" she giggled.
Thor chuckled and leaned up to kiss her, parting her lips as soon he got the chance. When he finally let go she did not, biting down softly on his lips and giving him her best poppy dog eyes. He did not take the bait.
"Until we see each other again Jane"
Then they both woke up.
Jane opened her eyes, smiling as she stretched her arms above her head, her body humming with happiness after another good nights sleep and dream. She pushed the bed sheet aside and got up to go to the bathroom.
she does not notice her current bed partner slipping around her legs, making her stumble as she tries to get it of, only to step on the cape as she pulls on it, making her fall to the floor and hitting her elbow on the dresser on the way down.
She blinks a few times when she finally opens her eyes to take a look at the culprit tangled in her legs, Thor's cape blood red against the brown floor. She loves the damn thing but right now she just want to rip it to pieces, fully knowing that she would never get a single rip in the fabric.
Untangling the fabric and throwing it on the bed she gets up to actually start her day, and not spend it on the floor. She barely have time to think about what she needs to do today when she trips over the door frame, except this time she catches herself before crashing to the floor. She jumps on one leg over to sit down on the toilet seat.
Only to discover that the seat for some reason is left up.
It is right there she realizes that it is going to be one of those days.
There is no more warm water as she starts her shower, but at least the cold water wakes her up a little more. As son as her hair have been washed and she is ready to get out the pipes starts shaking, giving her no warning as the water turns warm, scolding her skin. A cry of pain and she is quick to jump out, only to slip on the wet floor and fall in all her naked glory, right on her ass.
Then one of the pipes bursts, warm water spraying out in all directions. She tries everything, a towel just makes it worse, toilet paper wont do any good since its already wet, the final try involves turning both the handles all the way down. It works, leaving her standing naked, wet and sore once more all over. She finds one upside to the situation, at least she had time to get clean before everything went to hell.
Finding a towel that isn't drenched in water is out of the question, every single one dripping and already fallen of the towel dispenser, a giant mess on the floor. Naked and bruised she looks for an alternative in her bedroom, finding nothing else she uses Thor's cloak.
She cant help but think that it is a sad thing to do to the red fabric, and says a quick sorry towards the sky and gently places it back on a nearby chair.
As she turns to find clean clothes in her closet she trips on the cloak once more.
The doorbell rings while she gets ready, quickly grabbing a random t-shirt and some underwear she hurries to the door, finding the apartment buildings janitor standing outside, busy reading true a thick folder.
"Good morning Miss Foster, hope I did dent catch you while you were still sleeping. Just doing the rounds to inform that there is a problem with the pipes…" that is when he looks up, seeing a battered, bruised and wet Jane Foster standing in front of him, wearing a Iron Man t-shirt and teddy bear panties. He blinks a few times, not really used to seeing the scientist in such a way.
"Oh… I see you found out" he smiles a little at his own joke. Jane cant help but smirk at the old man, grinning back at him.
"Thanks for the heads up anyway Edwin. Think you can try and fix my pipes while I am at work" leaning against the doorway, grin still in place and not really caring if she is about to give him extra work.
Edwin, former SHIELD agent, best in the business and cold blooded killer, a legend even Natasha feared is she had been an agent back then.
The story goes that he stepped on a land mine, lost sight on one eye and an arm, losing his shooting skills and deemed unfit for duty. Not that they did dent try, giving him a robot arm with the ability to take the shape of what ever he wished. But even a smart man knows when to quit and the former agent decided to retire, not really minding that they hid him away in one of the many places SHIELD owned, in this case an apartment building in the middle of New York.
So her janitor was a former secret agent, with a robot arm.
The old man chuckled, the material in the arm taking shape as a hammer.
"Just as soon I am done with Mrs. Clintons sink. She threw her glasses down the garbage disposal"
A quick wave and he is of, to repair a garbage disposal with his robot hand. As she closes the door she once again thinks that her life has turned into some really weird and trippy cartoon.
When she walks back into her bedroom water is slipping out from inside the bathroom, soaking most of the floor and the cape still lying on the floor.
She flops down on the bed, really wishing the day could just go a little better.
Her wish is unfulfilled as bird flies into her window, leaving a red bloodstain.
A few minutes later she is dressed and cursing her bad memory as there is nothing left in the fridge but stale bread and peanut butter, some stinking leftovers from a the local Chinese place and a beer. She decides to not try her luck and leaves the beer, eating the Chinese food instead.
Forgotten memories of her college days come back as the taste is awful, tasting like rotten socks. She eats half of what is left before throwing the rest out, spilling some noodles on her shirt. The only clean and white shirt she could find, now with a giant stain where it is impossible to miss.
She strips and luckily enough finds another shirt at the bottom of the closet, wrinkled but useable, replacing the one smelling of noodles and old chicken. Finding a pair of pants are easy enough, no major disasters happens when she opens the drawer.
Walking into the living room the cape is hard not to notice on the white couch, and she might as well take it with her to work, the option in letting it dry out somewhere in the lab.
She got most of her notes when the phone vibrates against her leg, a quick scan of the screen shows that it is Natasha calling, properly telling her that she will be there to pick her up. One of Fury's demands, to have the spy drive her to work and ensure her safety against Loki.
How a spy is suppose to take down an immortal is still unclear to her, but she does feel a little safer driving to work with a friend every day, getting coffee and picking up Darcy on the way. She flips the phone open while getting the last of her notes.
"Hey Nat, I will be down in a few minutes"
There is silence on the other end, then a weak cough is heard on the other end.
"Sorry Jane" followed by a string of hacking coughs "I was helping Happy baby-sit his sisters kid over the weekend. She must have infected us with something" another rounds of coughs, this time a few sneezes to from the background.
"Sorry to hear that, I'll just drive myself-"
"Actually that is what I was calling you about. Fury still wants someone to take you to work, so he got Blair to accept the job"
Most of her notes fall to the floor, plopping down on the couch herself she groans, only getting a weak chuckle as comfort from Natasha.
"No, like this day weren't bad enough. Now I have to have him follow me around all day"
"Sorry, he was the only agent without a mission at the moment"
Blair, another special agent of SHIELD and also a mutant. It is not that he is a mutant, but the combination of his powers and personality that annoys Jane the most. Mind reading, instant teleportation and always in a mood that can make Nick Fury seem as if sunshine and rainbows are coming out his ass.
From the stories Natasha have told her most other agents avoid him like the plague. There is even a story of how he once meet wolverine and somehow freaked the other mutant out enough so he did dent drink or smoke for a week.
Banging her head against the back of the couch she accepts her fate, a full day with the most grouchy mutant in the history of forever.
"Thanks for the warning, when will he be here"
"Now Miss Foster" a calm and soft voice says from behind her. She jumps up, only for the cape that she had placed in her lap as comfort to be tangled in her legs again, crashing to the floor. She hears the faint sound of a sorry and Natasha hanging up on her end from the phone as it hits her on the back of her head.
The mutant agent just looks calmly at her as she untangled the red fabric once more, but he does offer her a hand as she ties to get up. She notices he is wearing his usual grey suit and black tie. His hair is pitch black, eyes green and oddly enough even more dead then usual.
"Thanks Blair"
"No problem Miss Foster" still in that calm voice, but spoken like a child trying not to cry. She sees that his eyes are blinking rapidly, but no tears come forward.
"So… how much did you hear"
"What other think of me is not my concern Miss Foster, I am here on orders from the director. Just proceed with your day as you would normally do with your regular agent"
"Just give a few minutes, my notes are everywhere"
As she runs around picking up crumbled notes all over the floor he instead picks up the cape, softly stroking it. She stops her quests for the notes, finding it oddly out of character for him.
"Umm Blair… what are you doing"
"This is the cape of Thor?"
"Yes, but it is still wet. I was going to take it with me and get it dried back at the lab" now he is rubbing his face against the fabric. "Blair… are you ok"
He looks up at her with dead eyes, but he gently fold the cloak together and back in the plastic bag she found for it.
"Just needed to remind myself that there is still love in this god awful world"
"Why do you-"
"My girlfriend broke up with me"
As they exit the apartment and walk down into the lower levels of the building to get her car he offers to carry the cloak, the entire time cuddling it against his face and mumbling something about someone named Daisy.
Jane spend the entire car ride to Darcy's place listening to how the world is unfair and black. She starts to agree, but mostly because she just wants to kill herself after listening to the depressed agent for five minutes.
When they pick up Darcy she sits behind Jane's seat, as far away from the agent as possible and with a fearful look on her face as he starts to mumble that he knows where his ex lives.
It is a very long car ride to their usual coffee place, the traffic of New York not helping at all.
Thirty long minutes later, in which they have witnessed the shooting of the Iron Man movie in a side street, a police chase and gun fight all in one, Spiderman swinging right after the speeding police cars. To sum it up so far it is a normal day in New York, the giant mutant rats that Black Cat is fleeing from not being an unusual sight.
But they are there, Coffee Paradise, their usual place to get coffee and not to far away from where the SHIELD lab is hidden.
The fact that it is not packed with people as usual should have been the first sign, but Jane is blissfully unaware of what the news she is about to get will bring back into her life.
"What do you mean you have no coffee" one eye starts to twitch. "It is a goddamn coffee shop"
Miku shrugs, looking over at Blair who is standing by the door, still mumbling about his ex.
"Sorry Jane, the machines stopped working, but there should be a repairman coming soon to take a look"
"When?"
"One… maybe two hours"
"At least tell me you have some food"
"Sorry, nothing is working today. We were about to close when you came in" she looks over Jane's shoulder "Do you know there is an insane man following you"
The three of them go back to the car, only to find not one, but three parking tickets. Blair is quick to suspect that maybe it is enemy agents after the two women.
"Blair, its just parking tickets. Now get in the car, there is a star bucks a few blocks past the lab. We used to go there before we found this place. Please"
He obeys, getting in the back seat, Darcy taking the front passenger seat. All strapped in the three drive of to Starkbucks.
There is a reason for their usual place not being Starbucks Jane remembers as she stands in line 40 minutes later. The place is packed, full of impatient business people, college kids and guys who are only there to leech of the free internet provided. The baristas are busy with the orders, but most of those at work right now looks like they are about to crack under the pressure.
Ten minutes later and it is finally her turn. Not that it means it goes without problems, one of the machines exploding in the face of the young girl who have just taken her order, spewing warm coffee right into her face.
All eyes turn toward the young girl, not because they are worried, instead they are worried this means there will be no coffee for the rest. While the boss takes the girl out back for some help, another guy calls for an ambulance. Then they all wait again, this time the girl using one of the other machines fearing that it to will explode. It does not, and Jane finally gets her order.
Pleased that she can finally get out of here she turns around to walk out.
Only to slam into a solid hard, and very male chest, dropping her coffee down her shirt, pants and also her shoes somehow.
Dripping and wet she looks up to tell the guy to watch where he is going. But instead of a stranger she is now looking into the face of the last person she want to see right now. But there he is, smiling the full teeth smile and wearing that grey boring suit that he always wore when they dated.
Donald Blake is standing in front of her, looking like he just won a million dollars.
She is dripping wet with coffee, bruised in several places from this morning, her feet hurt, her head hurts. She just to climb back into bed.
Then she figures out why he is smiling.
She forgot to put on a new bra.
"Hey Donald" she smiles a fake smile, not that he notices since he is still trying to look down her shirt, only looking up as she talks.
"Jane my dear" in that soothing voice he always speaks in to a woman, like they are dumber then him. "What a nice surprise that I would run into you my first day here. I did dent know you lived in New York now"
"Yea, moved here a year ago" she takes a quick look out the window, trying to find Darcy. "Look I really cant talk right now, I am really late for work
"I can drive you, my car is right outside"
"No need for that" she starts to gently push her way out. "I got my car right outside to"
She finally gets out into the street, finding the car, Darcy and Blair currently trying to talk a cop out of giving them another ticket. Well, Darcy is at least, Blair is staring of into space.
The cop leaves as she stops beside Darcy, new ticket in hand.
"Hey, did you get the coffee" her question becoming irrelevant as she notices her boss and the smell of coffee.
"No, small accident. We will just get some from the lab"
She is so close to leaving when a hand closes around her shoulder and whirls her around, Donald somehow showing all of his teeth while smiling.
"No need to rush of so soon, we still haven't had a chance to talk"
"Who are you?" Darcy asks from beside her boss, giving the stranger a fierce look.
"Who are you little girl?" he barely looks at her, attention only aimed at Jane.
"She is my assistant. Look, Donald, we really need to go"
"Oh come on now Jane, we both know your work can hardly be more important then mine"
It is then a motorcycle roars up besides them, the logo of Captain America painted on the side, Steve Rogers getting of and walking over.
Everyone in the street is now looking at them.
"There you are. Everyone is waiting for the two of you back at the facility" he smiles at Darcy, the younger women blushing like crazy, waving and giggling at the same time. "They are starting to get worried, and when we did dent get word from Blair we thought the worst"
Jane points to the back of the car, Blair now crying into his hands, blabbering something no one understands.
"Now look here sir, I was just talking to her" Donald pushes Jane aside, hardly noticing as she gets stuck in a garbage can. "You cant just interrupt our conversation like that"
"I work with her" Steve looks the doctor up and down. "Who are you"
"Better yet, who are you" Donald demands.
By now the people inside Starbucks have stopped caring about their coffee, everyone using their phones to get videos and pictures of this.
Meanwhile Jane is stuck in the trashcan, Darcy trying to pull her out and not succeeding.
"Steve Rogers" not that it seems to make Donald understand, everyone else does of course.
"I see now. You're her new boyfriend"
"HUH" is all Jane, Darcy and Steve find themselves saying to that
"And that young lady is clearly your daughter" he points to Darcy who lets go of Jane, falling into the trashcan once more.
Steve blushes like crazy, not at all understanding what the hell is going on.
"Very well then" Donald takes a sip of his coffee. "I will admit that I have lost this round, but just you wait. She will come crawling back to me. Just you wait"
As he gets into his car and drives away he leaves a crowd still filming the famous Captain America. Every phone turns as a new voice speaks.
"You actually dated that guy" Darcy asks as she tries to get Jane out of the trashcan again.
"I thought he was a great guy, it was a long time ago. Steve a little help here" the war hero gives one big heave, Jane finally getting out of the trash can.
"Right, I will see you back at the facility then. Drive safely" he gets back on his bike and drives of, leaving Jane and Darcy standing with a dozen people filming them on their phones.
"Just for everyone's information" Darcy yells. "I am not his daughter"
"Just get in the car" Jane grumbles.
And with everyone's eyes upon them they drive of.
The news are interesting that night.
When they finally get to the lab the way down it is easy enough, show their I.D. to the guard, take the elevator down from inside the fake freezer room in the back. Walk down a long hallway, take a left turn, then a right. Until they finally get to the door into the lab, swipe their key cards and walk inside.
The lab is in mass hysteria, trying to get the machine ready for the piece of the Bifrost that was recovered a few days ago and arriving any minute now.
Everyone stop their work to watch as the head of the project walks in, covered in coffee, a shirt that shows she is not wearing a bra and a bright red, and very wet cape in her hands. She dumps her notes on one of the many tables scattered around, and with everyone's eyes upon her she starts to yell out orders.
They obey them all, not trying to delay the day any further as she instructs everyone to get ready, plus they can see she is close to snapping. And no matter how much any of them is paid, a murdering furious Jane Foster is not worth the trouble of pissing her of even more.
While everyone does their jobs for a change Jane can finally go to her office and get some of the emergency clothes she keeps there, justifying how she looks as a good enough reason.
When she comes back out the machine is ready, blipping and bobbing, flashing and blinking lights.
The machine is big, looks like a giant microwave with a satellite dish on top. In the front of it is a gate that can only be described as a star gate, kind of round and square at the same time.
The satellite dish on top will open the wormhole to Asgard, the star gate will be where Thor is supposed to come out. And so far all of their test without pieces of the Bifrost have just caused random explosions, mutations of some rats they currently keep in a cage, and a very pissed of Nick Fury.
The piece of the Bifrost will be placed inside, work as a way to guide Thor here. The rest they haven't figured out yet, not coming any farther then explosions when they activate it. The fact that they so far don't need to rebuild it is just good luck, but with her day going as it is she is not ready to test that luck.
In the end it takes most of the day to really prepare for the first test. But everyone is ready, and when the agents come in with the crate containing the piece everyone is quiet. Jane is the one who get the privilege to open the crate. Nothing happens as the lid pops of, but there is now a slight humming in the room, and when she picks up the piece it starts to hum louder.
It shines in all the colors of the rainbow, only as big as a grown mans head but still capable of shining brighter then anyone else in the room have ever seen. With everyone's eyes upon her she walks over to place it in the machine.
"Just a moment Jane Foster" a calm voice speaks, scaring the shit out of everyone.
She does not drop it as she slowly turns, never having seen the man but knowing who it is. She tells the agents to lover their guns, bullets will have no affect on something inside their heads.
"Lord Heimdall" she addresses him, everyone in the room just staring at the man.
He does not move from his spot by the table, instead he gives a nod to Jane, Eric and Darcy. Eric he smiles a little at, mostly because he still sees the taint of Loki upon him, but no longer being a host.
"Thor told me you might be here to witness it"
"How are you here? I thought you were the guardian of the bridge" Darcy asked.
"As you say I guard the bridge, and now that it is in pieces I must keep my eye on those pieces. There are several out of reach, but this piece I can see now that it is in presence of you Jane"
"Me, what is so special about me" they all blinked at the same time as if on command. Heimdall was no longer where he was before, now he stood before the machine, hand resting upon it.
"You are already linked to something in Asgard my lady, and that is enough"
Jane blushed as she realized what he meant.
"But you must not celebrate yet, I do not know if this is the piece you need for the machine to work" Heimdall drew out his sword from his belt, standing in front of the machine in his usual pose.
"I am here to ensure this piece safety, when it have served its purpose it will return to me to rebuild the bridge"
"Hey, kind of like the Iron Giant" Darcy blurted out, blushing as everyone's eyes turned to her.
"I know not of this giant you speak of" Heimdall calmly said, not minding when a few of the female scientists giggled.
"Go ahead Jane Foster, test out the machine"
Everyone was at their place as Jane placed the multicolored piece in the center of the machine, locking in it in place on the pedestal. When done she rushed out to her own station, ready to flip the switch and get started. Heimdall was now besides her.
"Thanks for being here Heimdall" she whispered for only the guardian to hear.
"My pleasure me lady"
She flipped the switch, and everything exploded in a mixture of all the rainbows colors.
Then everything went blood red.
When she finally opened her eyes everything was red, Darcy was sobbing against her chest blaming herself for the death of her boss and Nick Fury was screaming at someone.
"Urgg, Darcy get of me, I am not dead"
"OH THANK YOU GOD. I thought I was going to have to tell Thor that a rainbow somehow killed you" Darcy sobbed as Jane sat up, the cape falling into her lap. No longer wet and smelly, instead it was warm to the touch and smelled once more of Thor.
"It would seem it is not the right piece, but keep looking and you will find it" she looked up at Heimdall, his figure starting to fade as dust from the shattered piece gently flowed to the ground.
"Don't tell Thor, please. I want to tell him myself"
"Of course my lady, I would expect nothing more"
Then he was gone, leaving only a faint glimmer in the air. Jane looked down at the cape once more, gently sifting it true her fingers.
"Where did the cape come from"
"It was really trippy. It somehow knew it was going to happen and just, I don't know really, teleported right in front of you" Darcy helped Jane up, gently patting the cape. "Who is a good cape, who is, who is. You are, yes you are"
Jane laughs, Fury allows it. She flops down on the floor.
"How many more pieces have you found so far" she asks him.
"There are two more on the way, and currently five more locations where there have been sighting of meteors crashing to the ground" Fury answers, his one eye showing that he is at least a little sorry that it did not work in the first try.
Jane sits up and gives the machine a quick check up, nothing looks broken except for the glass in the door, shattered and completely vaporized all at once.
"Then we keep trying. Like Heimdall said, there is a piece that works"
Looking around, Darcy is nodding, Fury is satisfied that she is ok and have already left. Blair is sitting in a corner, somehow drunk of his ass. Everyone else seem to agree with her as they are already making ready for the next piece to arrive in a few days. Satisfied that this is as good as it could go Jane gets to work as well.
Hours later she is finally home, tired and ready for a bath. It is when she puts the key in the door she remembers this morning, and with a quick prayer to the heavens she opens the door. She quickly throws her notes by the phone, but gently places the cloak on the table.
There is no water on the floor, and when she checks the bathroom there are clean towels, a clean floor and fixed pipes. On the kitchen table there is a bottle of wine and a note from Edwin saying that he fixed it all, and from the way she looked this morning she could use something special when she got home.
Reminding herself to say thank you and give the man a hug the next time she sees him she decides a warm shower is needed.
She have barely thought the thought before someone knocks on the door. Sighing, she unwilling opens the door, her worst fear coming alive as Donald Blake is standing outside, still wearing the same suit since she saw him last. Grinning from ear to ear.
"Jane, wonderful. This really is the right place"
Not even waiting for her to answer he walks into the apartment without an invitation, looking around and shaking his head the entire time. Which only makes his more sentence that more false.
"Lovely place, lovely indeed. Not as great as mine, but it suits you"
"What do you want Donald"
"I may have jumped the gun a little earlier, calling that man your boyfriend. I mean, you and Captain America. Ridiculous" charm smile in place, thinking how own little joke is good.
"So you finally figured out who he was" she grins as his smile falters. "And no, the two of us is not dating. But that does not mean we aren't friends"
He does look a little startled that the women he once dated somehow knows Captain freaking America, but before he can throw a witty comeback back at her the automatic answering machine kicks in, curtsey of Tony tampering a little with the machine so it starts a few minutes after someone enters the apartment. The voice there totally shuts him up.
"Hey Jane, Tony Stark here. Pepper just wanted me to call you and remind you that your still invited to that party next month. She really would like for you to meet a few of her friends. So yea, give us a call, talk to you later"
As the phone beeps Donald just stares at her, for the first time in his life not having anything to say.
"You… you know Tony Stark!"
"Work with him actually. He even promised to use the suit if anyone bothers me"
"What do you mean-"
"LEAVE Donald, that is what I mean" she opens the door, gesturing to the hallway outside. With a snarl he turns and walks out, but not before stopping and trying to have the final word. Not that she lets him as she slams the door in his face, enjoying the sound of his pained cry as the door hits him on the nose.
Satisfied that the day ends well in at least one way she finally takes her shower. Turning it up all the way she prepares for a blast of warm water, instead she gets only ice-cold.
There is still no warm water, and she goes to bed freezing that night.
It is a surprise when she opens her eyes to the dreamscape in Thor's bedroom, usually not having a shared dream two nights in a row. But as she allows herself to enjoy the comfort of the bed she is glad that she is there. Alone for the moment she waits for Thor, only having to wait for a minute or two as his form appears on his side of the bed, softly snoring.
It usually takes time for them to wake when they appear, and she would usually use the time waiting in her living room. But since it is Thor's room she can go see the stars again. She stops as she gets out of bed, surprised that there is something in her hand.
Looking down she smiles. In her hand is the stick, she smiles even wider as the little white Labrador puppy comes crashing in true the door, tripping on the floor. She chuckles as it walks over to her, plopping down on it's behind to look up at her.
"Come on, lets go outside and play while we wait for the big guy" the puppy agrees with a bark, running ahead while Jane giggles as it cant stop once it gets outside, falling into a pillow that she manages to conjure up in its path.
The two play fetch for a little while, the dog running all over the place, even the sky as she throws it over the balcony by accident. With that new discovery she throws it into the air for it to catch, smiling as the little dog turns into a tiny star each time to get the stick.
Eventually the little dog gets tired, and even Jane can feel the day starting to creep back on her, groaning as she sits into the couch outside. The little dog jumps up into her lap and cuddles into her, soon sleeping peacefully.
A shadow falls upon her, and she smiles when she feels Thor kiss her on the forehead.
"Must have been a bad day if we are here two nights in a row"
"The worst" she giggles as he picks her up and put her in his lap. The little dog still sleeping when he pets it. "Did Heimdall tell you about the machine?"
"I was with him at the bridge" he admits. "I had to make sure you were safe. He told me everything once the test was over"
She gently puts the dog besides them, both watching as its leg twitches while it sleeps. She turns around and hides her face in his chest, not really sure how to tell him the next and last part of her day.
"Did I ever tell you about Donald?" she looks up, a frown on his face as he recognizes the name. she cant help but smile when he growls, arms tightening around her waist. They look into each others eyes, his becoming calm as he sees that she is not thinking about Donald in the same way she does with him here right now.
"All I remember is that you told me he is the reason you went out into the desert in the first place. And that he was a jerk"
"He wasn't always a jerk to begin with" she admits. "In the start he was fun, thoughtful and always loving. He respected me, and my work"
"What changed?"
She sighs and gently kiss him on his neck, not in her usual playful manner. But more as a way to calm herself and as a reminder that being here with Thor makes it a little better.
"I don't know, he started working more at the hospital, started talking about his job more then he did about anything else. He started to always complain about my notes being all over the apartment when there was only a single pile"
"You lived with him" he pulls her tighter against him, growling into her hair.
"Only for a short while" her hand gently pulls his eyes to hers, smiling at him as he looks at her once more. She places a kiss in his open hand. She giggles as he brushes his thumb gently against her cheek.
"We lived together, but not really. He was always at work, only talked about work. Then one day he invites me to a fancy restaurant, gets down on one knee and proposes. I said yes"
Thor stops moving, and when she look up at him his eyes are wide and full of fury. Not at her, but at the fact that another man came that close to taking what is his away. Jane only understands the fury, she does not pick up on the "MINE" part. He allows her to continue.
"A month later and we are at this cocktail party. I am happy, he is happy and eagerly parading me around. At some point I end up talking with some of the other wives, and they are all talking about how great their husbands are and how happy they are that they gave up their dreams to be with them. And that is when I realize it, that this is not the life I want. I want to work, to study the stars. To actually find a man that loves me and every little thing about me"
She is breathing hard now, fury in her eyes as she remembers the past. Her head falls back into his chest, listening to his rapidly beating hearth.
"When we got home that night I gave him the ring back, told him it wouldn't work out. I left the next morning, moved in with my parents for a little while. When I finally found a place of my own again I started working again. And that was when I discovered the anomalies in the desert. I left and the rest you know"
"And he did not care?"
"He came by the night before I left, started ranting on and on about how he needed a good and trustful wife. And I could not be that person he would just find another"
"He actually thought you would be with him again"
"Yea" she giggles into his chest. "I never seen him look so surprised when I slammed the door in his face"
They are both quiet, Jane breathing hard after her little story. Thor is thinking about something she said.
"To actually find a man that loves me and every little thing about me"
He should tell her that he can be that man. He already likes her and everything she does, but for some reason the love question still lingers in his mind, does he love her. He wants to say he does, but for some reason it gets so confusing when he starts to think about it. And should love be hard, should it be hard to tell the person you love when she is right there.
His thoughts stop as Jane yawn into his chest. He chuckles and picks her up. She groans as he starts moving towards the bed.
"You are tired Jane, back into bed with you"
"I don't wanna" she mumbles into his chest. "I wanna stay here with you a little longer"
He places her in the bed and chuckles as she gives him a defiant look, only to yawn right after.
"Fine. I'll sleep" she mumbles. "Lie down with me"
He gently lifts her up and places her on his chest, enjoying the weight on his chest as she snuggles into his chest.
"Goodnight Thor" she whispers in a sleepy voice. "Love you"
Then her form turns to mist, and she is asleep in her own bed in the realm of Midgard.
Thor blinks once, then twice. He shoots up from the bed and walks outside on the balcony. He groans and slumps down into the couch, jumping up again as he sits on the dog. It growls at him and looks around for Jane, whimpering when it can not find her.
"She is sleeping little one. Just the two of us" the dog whines and puts its head on his leg. He gently pets it and look up at the sky of their dreams.
"How do you know if you love someone" he asks the stars, they only twinkle in response. He looks down on the dog almost as if the answer lies with it.
The dog just stares at him, almost as if saying "Dude, I am a dog. What do I know about love"
He groans.
In the realm of the awake Jane shoots up in bed, eyes wide and actually aware what she just told him.
"Fuck"
It really is one of those days.
"They are still questioning their love for another"
"They are. Such foolish creatures"
The Norns of the past and present are sitting by the pool of water allowing them to see what they wish. A tiny Thor and Jane are floating above it, both looking confused.
"Why must we always be the guides. As if the fact that they share dreams is not enough"
"They are young sister, what can you expect from them"
Urd sits back in her chair, looking to her younger sister.
"Any news of the final thread yet"
"It is almost ready, the owner will reveal itself any day now.
They are both quiet, watching the two star crossed lovers.
"Where is Skuld, should she not be back soon"
"Last I saw her she mumbled something about it all making sense. She left a few days ago"
"I will never understand that girl"
In the comics Donald Blake is the human host of Thor, and in the comics he is actually a nice person. But that would not work here, so I made him into an asshole.
And yes, the whole "Do I love him / her will be addressed in the next chapter.
Next chapter, engagements, weddings and the owner of the last thread.
Thanks for reading, see you all then.