Author's Note: Wow! The response on this has been amazing! Thanks for all the favorites, story alerts, and reviews! I really appreciate it! So, I took some liberties with Odin and Frigga's back-story here, but since the movie doesn't give very much info on them, I thought it was okay. Please enjoy!

"You put our son to bed?" Odin questioned his beautiful wife, Frigga. She smiled as she gracefully walked over to her husband and embraced him. "What is wrong?"

"Thor longs for her," Frigga explained with a sorrowful expression on her face. "He is plagued by images of her when he rests and when he is awake, his heart beats for her." Odin sighed and held his wife tightly. He hated seeing his wife in pain and he hated knowing there was nothing he could do for Thor. The way to Midgard was lost because Thor had made the ultimate sacrifice to save them all—with his hammer, Thor had destroyed the only way back to his lover. Even though he was the All-Father of all the nine realms, there was nothing Odin could do that could help his son.

"Thor must learn patience then," Odin concluded as he walked away from his wife and began to remove his cloak. "I seem to recall that I also longed for a beautiful young maiden." He smirked and Frigga folded her arms across her chest.

"That was because I refused your offer of courtship," Frigga explained. "Not because I was stranded on another realm like this Jane Foster is." Odin sighed and placed his cloak aside and faced his regal Queen. It was true that Odin hadn't been in the exact situation as his son, but there had been a time when he was young when the feisty Frigga had caught his eye. Instead of submitting to him though, like Odin had been so accustomed to, Frigga had spurned his advances. She had called Odin—her future ruler—"a selfish, spoiled child" and that was the moment that Odin had fallen in love with her. Frigga was the woman who could keep him check—who could make sure that he wasn't letting his ego get the best of him.

Now if Thor had found this in the mortal called Jane Foster, then this time apart would have to test their love. Both of them would have to learn patience and faith so that when they were finally re-united, there would be no doubts in either's mind about how they were supposed to be together.

"I know you worry for our son," Odin informed his wife. "But he must learn faith and patience."

"It is hard to learn that, Odin," Frigga began with a pout. "When you cannot see your lover or hear their voice. At least with us, you could look upon me and hear me speak whenever there was a ball." Odin sighed, for his wife did have a point. For while Odin did learn patience when trying to court Frigga, he was able to see her out in public. Thor and Jane couldn't see each other and Odin knew that had to be hard for both of them.

"I cannot do much," Odin confessed. "She is so far away and I am unsure if my magic could extend to her in Midgard." Frigga smiled and held her husband's hand.

"All I ask of you, my love," Frigga began proudly. "Is that you try."

"Anything, for you my beloved," Odin smirked as he kissed the top of her head and held her close. "I shall do my best."

And with that the All-Father shut his eyes and let his magic flow both to his son and to Thor's beloved Jane Foster. Perhaps, Odin thought, they can see each other tonight.

Author's Note: Next chapter: Thor and Jane meet in their dreams or is their whole meeting just one big dream? Please review!