AUTHOR'S NOTE: You know I read a few fics myself, and I just wish sometimes they'd update as soon as possible. So I'm being crazy today and writing another chapter. Forewarning it may not be as long as the last, but HEY I'm writing more within a few hours! Enjoy and please leave feedback, this is the chapter where we get our main story line, so snuggle up close to the screen, here we go.

"Heimdale, what is it you called me here for?" Thor questioned as he walked into the cavernous gold room, where the guardian of the realms stood and watched over day and night.

"Your mortal, she has called out to you many times."

"Is Jane hurt?" Thor responded with sudden urgency in his voice, Heimdale merely shook his head and continued.

"It seems your brother is now with her."

"What?" Thor's face was a mixture of anger and befuddlement.

"She requests your presence, shall I open the Bifrost?" he now turn back to the young Asgardian, gold eyes gleaming.

"Very well." Thor walked up to the opening as the room began to rotate, his grip tightening on the Mjolnir.

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The sun was beginning to set and after many hours of mental deliberation Jane decided to try the most absurd thing, the most desperate thing she had ever done. She walked outside and began to talk to the sky, asking for Thor to come to her assistance. After about thirty minutes of this she began to feel that familiar rage begin to bubble inside her when it came to Thor. That abandon and heartbreak building up in her throat as she yelled one last time at the sky, she was breathing heavy now and small puffs of white smoke came shooting from her mouth. She was about to give up and walk inside to call Agent Colson and just let him deal with the god, when she heard it, the thunder. She was at the threshold of her home when the ginormous beam of multicolored light shot down into the ground and moments later her long lost love stood before her.

"Thor…" Jane breathed, completely surprised he actually showed. Though that feeling was fleeting all the others she had just re-experienced came rushing back as she walked towards him quickly, his face began to smile, but then her hand made swift contact with his face.

"Where were you?" She demanded. "I waited for you, then I cried, then I got really pissed and then then-" She was so flustered and anger she was having trouble speaking. Thor pulled himself out of the surprise he'd received from his Jane, he grasped both of her arms and leaned towards her face.

"Jane I am truly sorry, but the realms have been thrown into chaos, theres murdering and pillaging by the millions, daily so many our dying. I am trying to restore order to the universe and until recently the Bifrost had yet to be repaired." He placed a hand lovingly against her cheek and smiled warmly at her. "Otherwise, I'd have been back at your side much sooner."

"Thor.." She placed her hand over his own, all anger forgotten, she just wanted to be in his arms again. His smile began to dip slightly as it became apparent his mind had moved to another topic, he pulled away, but still held her hand within his, looking down at it he spoke, "But the universe is still at war with itself, Jane. Today is not the day I return to you permanently, Heimdale said you needed to speak with me, that it was of the highest urgency."

Jane looked at that warm blue eyes, that could not seem to stay focused on her own, and her heart began to hurt dully. "Yes of course," she smiled embarrassed at her wayward anger. "Its Loki-"

"I heard, he is with you. Has he hurt you Jane?" He became more concerned, and looked straight into her eyes as he waited for the answer. "No No," she responded, looking away from him now. "I just.."

"What? What is it?" Thor implored. "Why was he sent to me?" She finally said. With this Thor looked away from her again, he seemed to be trying to arrange his thoughts clearly.

"Father always has a reason for what he does, I suspect that even with his disappointment with Loki, he still loves him. Perhaps he sent him to you because he knew you would do him no harm." Thor was sincere, but his eyes were pained, clearly he did not share the same opinion with his father. "Jane if I could, I would take him with me now. But he has been banished from Asgard."

"Permenently?"

"As far as I can tell, but then again, I found my way back, so perhaps he will too one day."

"I wish you didn't have to leave.." Jane mumbled, Thor smiled and placed a hand on her cheek, his thumb stroking it lightly. "One day Jane I will return for you, I promise." He looked like he wanted to kiss her, but Jane knew as well as Thor, which was as much as he wanted to return, he couldn't till order was restored.

When he left her this time, she had no pretense of finding him herself anymore, he would find her. She also knew that that promise rang true, but it was a promise that would be a long time coming. She stared at the Asgardian symbol etched into the ground for a while after Thor left, and then slowly as the last rays of light disappeared obscuring the symbol she turned back around and went inside.

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A few days later Jane awoke she half expected to see him passed out on his bed as usual, sleeping away his sickness. But this morning when she passed Loki's room and looked in he was not there, her brows furrowing slightly out of confusion and also a low simmering alertness she walked into the kitchen. He was leaning against the island in front of the fridge eating an apple, he seemed to be lost in thought until he noticed her. His gaze was unfaltering, unlike it had been since his arrival, his look was barely discernable except for the contemptuous curve of his lip as she moved in front to get to the coffee machine.

"You seem better."

"Define better." He added as he took another bite of the apple.

Jane huffed in exasperation as she reached for a mug, all the others were dirty and the clean ones were on the top shelf, she knew she'd have to climb onto the counter to reach them, Just as she was about to propel herself onto the surface an arm appeared from behind her and effortlessly grabbed a light green mug. Jane turned and Loki was now a foot from her, he placed the mug on the counter next to her, he made eye contact only for a moment then silently turned around and went back to leaning against the counter in front of the fridge, finishing his apple.

Stunned Jane slowly picked up the mug, "Thanks.." she began to walk towards the coffee machine, her eyes still on him as she did, unsure of what the gesture meant.

She continued her morning routine as he stood there, now eating a banana from the same fruit bowl he'd pulled the apple from. Jane sipped her coffee and finally decided to break the silence.

"So, I have to go into town today." At first she wasn't even sure he'd turn around to acknowledge her speaking, but he did turn his head to the side as if to show he was listening. "I have some research I have to…erm..drop off at the university. But after that we could get you some decent clothes, I guess."

Loki turned back to look down at himself, he was the poster child of serf style, his feet still bare, he glanced across the room and saw his boots next to her couch. He finished the Banana and tossed the peel into the open trash can to his right.

He turned back to her a grin spreading across his face, "How nurturing of you Jane Foster, it's so unlike you, wouldn't you rather be jabbing at my side with the butt of your meager midgardian weapon?"

"Believe me, it's tempting." She countered, narrowing her eyes at the arrogant man before her, he tilted his head slightly, a small smirk played at his lips and mirth shown in his eyes. Yeah, he was back to normal.

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The car ride to Denver had been quiet, Jane had played N.P.R and refused to look at Loki, she stopped by the university and dropped of the papers to Eric, leaving Loki in the car. Much to her surprise he had stayed or at least he there when she returned. Jane drove to an outdoors mall that was on her way back home, She parked in front of Old Navy and walked inside. The look on Loki's face was disgust at ever article of clothing he stared down his nose at, less than pleased with the options.

"I am not wearing denim." He said with finality after they had meandered for a while, Jane raised an eyebrow. "And what would you suggest?"

Jane really shouldn't have asked that, because at that statement he abruptly turned on his heel and walked swiftly towards the exit. Jane jogged to keep up with his long stride, the walked outside and walked down a ways till he entered the Men's Warehouse she'd passed while looking for a parking spot.

Jane picked a seat outside the dressing rooms and sat patiently as he wandered around the store for a while, his mouth a thin line as he examined every article he picked up. He finally walked back over a black suit folded neatly in his arms with a crisp white shirt, solid green tie and matching black slacks.

"Foster," he began, she tilted her head up at him.

"Do you need to try them on?" she asked, motioning to the dressing room to her right, he just laughed and walked towards the front register. Jane sat there a moment longer and glared, he was such a contemptuous asshole. The nerve, walking around in public in a loose green shirt and black slacks and boots that made him look like a one direction look alike, the nerve. As Jane got up, she considered making a jab, but then realized he'd neither know nor care enough to figure out such a vague insult.

When she reached the front she stopped, he was patiently standing at the door with his items already bagged, the sales clerk smiled and she mirrored the smile though it wavered, one eyebrow raised in question as she approached him. He walked out the door, she put her hands up half expecting it to hit her in the face but to her surprise he held it open for her. She watched him as she stepped out and under his arm holding the door, "How did you pay for that?" Jane asked accusingly. He didn't turn to face her, but looked down at her from the side of his eye and smirked, he pulled a card from his pocket and handed it to her.

Jane stopped and stared down at the card, it was her card, "How did you?"

"Slid of hand." He grin mischeviously.

"I can't believe you!" she said in distain, shoving it into her purse and reaching for her keys as they approached her car.

He opened the door and laughed, tossing the bag onto the floor of the car he added, "Well, you're not exactly surprised now, are you?"

Jane frowned at him, as if the fact that she knew he was a lying snake was supposed to make the act any more acceptable.

"Get in the car," she said, barely able to keep the tempered anger at bay.

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When they reached Jane's house, Loki went straight to his room and closed the door, Jane ignored him and sat down at her desk, rifling through the new files she picked up at the university earlier that day. She hadn't even heard him walk up behind her, she became only aware of his presence as he reached down from behind her and picked a paper up off her desk.

"Woah!" She yelled, pushing the chair back and getting up. But she stopped, Loki looked at her through wide eyes, his gaze innocent and unchallenging. He was now dressed in his new clothes, the blazer fit him snugly as if it had been tailored to his body, the thin green tie hung loosely from his collar, a few buttons undone, his hair slicked back again and one hand in his pocket as he removed his gaze from her back down to the paper.

"Your studying portals." He stated.

Finally regaining her composure Jane walked back over to him and snatched the paper away, Loki frowned down at her.

"New rule, you're not allowed to touch anything on this table. And it's more than a portal; it's called an Einstein Rosen-Bridge."

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8 HOURS EARLIER

Ever since Loki had awoken that day, his mind finally free of the fog that had controlled him for days he had formulated a plan. Odin and Thor had thwarted him for the last time; he would regain his title and powers, and then some. I will reclaim my birthright, he thought to himself as he had awoken that morning. He walked back towards Jane's room and opened the door silently, she was asleep, he smirked. Today he was going to use those last few days of immobility to his advantage. He couldn't quite remember all the encounters he'd had with Jane with clarity, but he assumed he'd have most likely appealed to her compassion in his weaken state.

Closing her door again silently he made his way to the kitchen to quiet his growly stomach, immediately he saw the bold red of an apple on the table before him and grabbed it hungrily.

If I am to be stuck here in this mortal realm, I might as well have some fun. He tossed the core of the apple into the trash can to his right, and grabbed another from the bowl behind him and began eating it as well. Apparently the last few days he hadn't eaten, he couldn't ever remember being this ravenous. What better way to defeat Thor than by stealing the one woman he's ever prized… Loki thought as he let a devilish grin brighten his face, he was a fallen god. Without his powers on Midgard, he was going to do the only thing in his power left to do, kill Thor's spirit by winning over Jane. It would be simple enough, mortals were fickle creatures and within a week's time he'd have her eating out of the palm of his hand.

He was biting into his third apple when Jane finally arose and walked into the kitchen.

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