Author's Note: As promised! I love this story and have lots of ideas for it so I might be updating again tomorrow . . . No promises though! Enjoy!
Jane couldn't believe she was doing this.
She was dressed in what had to be the most expensive dress she would ever wear—the price alone was worth that of a small house—and was decked out in diamonds that Pepper Potts had loaned her. To top it off, she was sitting in a private jet on her way to New York to have dinner in the most expensive restaurant in the United States.
"Jane," Darcy whispered, also dressed in a gown that was worth more than she would ever make. "Would you relax? This is supposed to be fun!"
"Right," Jane replied, forcing herself to take a deep breath and release it slowly. This was supposed to be a celebration and she was ruining everyone's mood. Plastering a smile on her face, Jane allowed her gaze to meet Pepper's. "Thank you so much for taking us shopping, Miss Potts."
"Please, call me Pepper," Pepper told her with a dismissive wave of the hand. "And it was my pleasure! Besides," She smirked at Tony who held her hand within his own. "Tony was kind enough to leave you his credit card." He chuckled and slowly pressed his lips to Pepper's hand. She blushed and quickly pulled her hand away which elicited more laughter from Tony, but Jane found it cute. Tony Stark—the eternal ladies man according to nearly every tabloid you picked up—was actually a sweet, sentimental, one-woman type of guy.
"What can I say?" Tony retorted. "I'm a generous kind of guy."
"So, how long have you two been dating?" Darcy questioned and instantly Pepper blushed and Tony coughed nervously. It was clear to Jane that there was some unknown tension in the air and she wondered if she had been wrong in her assumption that Tony and Pepper were truly a couple.
"About three weeks," Pepper confessed, moving some hair out of her face. "When I resigned as CEO was around the same time we got together."
"I see," Darcy mumbled, seemingly disappointed. It was clear that she was still harboring a little crush on Tony. "Well, you two do look nice together."
"Thank you," Tony replied. "So, Jane, I wanted to ask you about—"
"No business talk!" Pepper exclaimed.
"Right," Darcy agreed. "This is supposed to be a work-free dinner."
"Okay then," Tony told her, a wry smile gracing his face. "No talk about work."
"Mr. Stark, we'll be landing in about 20 minutes so please—" The pilot's voice cut out and suddenly Jane felt a horrible feeling hit the pit of her stomach. Something was terribly wrong. Tony glanced at Pepper who nodded her head and handed him a suitcase which he placed by his side.
"I'm sure everything is fine," Tony assured everyone as he stood up. "But I'll just go check on—" A large explosion drowned out the rest of his words and Jane watched as one of the wings of the jet burst into flames before falling off entirely.
"Mr. Stark! We're under attack! I can't see what but—ugh!"
Another explosion hit the cockpit and Jane nearly fell over from the impact. Tony quickly opened the briefcase which held his Ironman armor and to Jane's surprise, he quickly became his superhero counterpart.
"Get your parachutes on!" Tony barked as he opened the cockpit door. "And stay together!" With a yank of his arm, he opened the door and tossed it behind him. Jane could see flames licking the wheel and she knew that their pilot was dead. She didn't have time to process this though as the plane continued to descend at an unsafe rate. Pepper—ever the definition of calm—handed everyone and parachute and made sure everyone was wearing one.
"We're gonna die!" Darcy moaned and Jane placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"We've been in worse," Jane reminded her calmly. "Remember the giant robot?" Darcy nodded her head but didn't say anything else.
"Pepper!" Ironman's voice filled the jet.
"I'm here!" Pepper shouted.
"I'm gonna try and lower the plane. Hold on!"
Gripping the seats, Jane silently prayed that she would live through tonight. She was too close to getting Thor back to die now. She had to live! Slowly, she felt the jet steady out and make a slower descent and Jane released a sigh of relief.
Another explosion filled the air and Jane watched through the window as Ironman was sent flying backwards by some unknown force. The jet began to do a nose-dive and Jane couldn't suppress a scream. Darcy gripped onto Jane's hand and with her free hand, caught Pepper's. All three of the women held onto each other in a death-grip as if staying together would save them somehow.
Jane Foster never thought she would die like this.
Author's Note: I know, I know, it's a cliffhanger. Don't kill me! I'll try to upload tomorrow, okay? Please review!