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Thor lay awake in bed, Jane's breathing the only sound that broke the silence of the night. They had all celebrated the conception of Jane and Thor's child until the early hours of the morning; truly it was a celebration worthy of its Asgardian heritage. Thor smiled as his liquor fueled mind reflected back on the evening.

"To the littlest avenger," Steve said, raising his cup. "May he or she have a lifetime of happiness."

"The littlest avenger!" everyone cheered, drinking whatever was in his or her cup. Thor smiled happily at Jane, kissing her hand. He thought he would never grow tired of watching the blush that filled her cheeks, the pink tinge complementing her creamy skin.

"Excuse me for a moment my love," he said to Jane, walking into the kitchen. Pepper stood in the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of wine. "Lady Pepper, might I be able to trouble you for a favor?" Thor asked, standing next to her.

"Of course Thor, what do you need?" Pepper asked curiously.

"I need fruit."

"Fruit," Pepper said slowly, confused by his request.

"Yes, on Asgard it is tradition for a man to feed a woman fruit when she announces she is with child and I wish to carry on this tradition with Jane," Thor explained. "Though I do not know if you will be able to obtain fruit due to the lateness of the hour."

"Oh okay, I understand. I'll have a platter of fruit delivered here in a few minutes," she said, picking up her phone. "One of the benefits of Stark Industries is being able to have almost anything delivered at anytime."

Thor thanked her and headed back to the living room to join the others. Tony, Steve, and Clint seemed to be taking part in a drinking competition while Jane, Bruce, and Natasha sat on the couches, watching them.

"Thor, come join us for a little friendly competition," Tony said, beckoning him over.

"No way, he'll drink us under the table," Clint said. "He's got the blood of a god; that's an unfair advantage."

"Don't be such a spoil sport, Robin Hood. We can't exclude the happy father-to-be from the fun and games. And you're willing to compete with Mr. All-American and he's a super soldier," Tony replied

"Will you not join us friend?" Thor asked Bruce.

"No, no. Drinking games aren't the best thing for me," Bruce replied.

"Why not? Seeing a drunk Hulk would be funny," Natasha laughed.

"Not if I destroyed Stark Towers," Bruce retorted.

"Hey, hey, no one is destroying my baby; it was already trashed once by Loki and his army, I won't allow it to happen again," Tony said. "Okay big man, who ever drinks the most wins." Tony handed him a shot glass filled with an amber colored liquor.

Thor tossed back the liquor quickly, enjoying the slight burning sensation as it traveled down his throat. "This drink feels quite warm," he remarked, setting his glass down.

"Thor's definitely gonna win," Jane laughed. "You guys are in for a long night."

"Before any of you get too wasted, I have something here for Thor," Pepper interrupted, walking into the living room with a large platter of fruit in her hands.

"Oh look Pepper brought us snacks," Tony said, reaching for a cherry as she set the tray on the coffee table. "Thanks darling."

"It's not for you," Pepper replied, smacking his hand away.

"But I wanted to show you want I could do with a cherry stem," Tony said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Ugh, Stark keep it in the bedroom," Clint groaned, covering his ears.

"No one was asking you to listen."

Thor shook his head in amusement, pulling the platter toward him as he sat on the couch next to Jane. Jane looked at him with curious eyes, wondering what he was up to. "On Asgard, there is a tradition. When a woman announces that she is with child, the father of the babe feeds her fruit so that the child's life may be as sweet as the fruit the mother eats. Would you allow me to continue this tradition with you?" Thor asked Jane, his bright blue eyes focused on her brown ones.

"I would love to," Jane replied with a smile.

"I think I'm gonna get diabetes from all this sweetness," Natasha laughed.

Everyone watched as Thor began feeding Jane before they returned to their drinking competition, sneaking fruit off the platter. Thor returned to the drinking competition after Jane had sampled each fruit from the platter, but his eyes always shifted to her every few minutes, smiling at her.

Jane shifted slightly against Thor, her head finding a more comfortable position on his chest. Thor ran his fingers through her hair slowly, his mind wandering. Would their child have hair like hers or would it be golden blonde like his? Would they have bright, blue eyes like his or dark, warm brown ones like hers? The child was sure to have a stubborn streak given his and Jane's nature. He hoped his babe would be as brilliant as Jane. 'As brilliant as Loki,' he thought.

His heart sunk slightly, thinking of his brother. Even on such a happy occasion he felt his brother's absence, felt it more since Loki should have been there to celebrate with him. Would Loki have been happy for Thor? Would he have hugged his brother in congratulations, embraced Jane and expressed his happiness? Would Loki have been there as Jane grew round with his child, offering advice or baby names? Would Loki have smiled down at his babe when they were born, happily announcing his position as uncle? There were so many questions Thor had and no answers to be found. The announcement of his and Jane's child made him wish even more for a reunion with his brother; if he could not even make peace with his younger brother, how could he hope to raise a child? Thor sighed, closing his eyes. 'Worries for the morning,' he thought, his hand resting on Jane's shoulder as he drifted to sleep.

Will Thor have more worries in the morning than he anticipates? Reviews please