Author's Note: My favorite chapter so far. A bit sappy, but hey, if you had a hot Thunder God like Thor, I'm sure you'd be a bit sappy too. Enjoy!

Jane was in a meadow.

Above her, the sun was glowing brilliantly and there was not a cloud in the sky. It was the kind of sight that you always see in those cheesy romantic movies and while Jane knew she had to be asleep, she was relieved to be somewhere else than the desert she so frequently visited in her dreams. A slight wind caressed her cheeks and Jane shut her eyes, just listening to the ruffle of the leaves in the ever green trees.

It was a perfect moment—real or unreal.

"Jane?"

Her heart skipped a beat. She knew that voice—that wonderfully, soothing voice she fell in love with. Without her mind's consent, her eyes flew open.

"Thor?" His name barely escaped her lips because she was so much in shock for there was the God of Thunder, dressed in all his finery. His piercing blue eyes met hers and Jane had to remind herself to breathe. He cautiously took a step towards her, almost as if he was afraid to spook her and make her run away. Jane bit her lip as she waited for the familiar pain of him disappearing before her eyes, but when he remained where he was, Jane's expression softened.

This wasn't like all her other dreams.

"Jane, are you . . .?" Thor's voice faded away and Jane saw him let out a breath that he must've been holding for a very long time.

"Why didn't you come back for me?" Only when she sees his shocked expression does she realize that she had actually asked the one question that had been plaguing her mind for the past two months. "Is there—have you found someone else?" The very thought causes tears to spring to her eyes, but she angrily wipes them away so as to not look weak in front of him.

"Jane, there is no one else," Thor told her solemnly. With a determined look on his face, he walked to where she was standing and embraced her. "There will never be anyone else." His voice was soft and his embrace as strong as she remembered.

"Then, why didn't you return to me?" She persisted and Thor sighed. Reluctantly, she pulled back from him and met his gaze.

"I destroyed the Bifrost Bridge, Jane."

Shocked silence.

"What?"

"I had to, Jane," His mouth set in a hard line. "Loki was going to use it to destroy all of Jotunheim and I could not let all those innocent lives perish." His head sank with sorrow. "Forgive me." Jane smiled sorrowfully and placed a hand on his cheek. He looked up slightly and met her kind gaze. "That's why I need you to keep looking, Jane, because I have no way to get back to you."

"So, that's what happened," Jane said with relieved sigh. He caught her hand and held it within his. "And here I thought you didn't like me anymore—"

"Not like you?" He repeated incredulously. "Jane, I love you."

"Am I dreaming?" she questioned. The words she had longed to hear for so long had seemed to have been said much too easily.

"If we are," Thor began. "I do not wish to awaken." He pulled her closer to him and rested his forehead on hers. She wrapped her arms around him, savoring his touch once more. It had been so long since she had last seen him.

"I love you too," Jane whispered. "I will find a way to get you back here."

"Do not give up hope," Thor told her. "Know that I will always be yours, Jane Foster."

And with that, the God of Thunder kissed the beautiful scientist and both wished for the moment to never end. When they finally pulled apart, Jane felt this strange cold feeling pulling her away from him.

"Please, more time!" She shouted as she held onto Thor's hand.

"We will meet again!" He yelled as he too, began to be pulled back to reality.

"Promise?" Jane could barely see him now as the meadow was now starting to be filled with a blinding white light.

"Promise."

Jane's eyes flew open as she glanced at her clock—4:15 AM. It had been nothing more than a dream.

But if that were the case, then why did everything feel so real?

Author's Note: As always, review!