Note: Y'all are so sweet :) I'm not incredibly find of this chapter-mainly because I feel like I need to update so I'm refusing to rewrite it again. For that, I'm sorry, I promise the next will be WAAAY more interesting.

I have another story just started for anyone interested. It's Twilight (I know. I know, trust me, I know. But the characters worked) Doctor Who cross over, with Bella actually being the Doctor. Anyone interested is desperately appreciated!

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Chapter Three

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Darcy hide from Jane in the kitchens, accidentally meeting Natasha Romanov in the process. She's like 950% sure that the secret agent had already been briefed and Darcy had been upgraded from annoying nat to the fly that keeps trying to land on your face.

So, logically, she grumbled something about the Avengers that really, didn't even make sense to Darcy herself, before doing this mock Kung Fu-thing and ducking around the corner.

Romanov peaked over, saying, "You know, if it's acceptance you are worried about-Tony thinks it's exciting and everyone else is just concerned."

Darcy blinked, grateful for the words but unwilling to show it. She hissed, mimicking cat claws. She started to stand, a cook brushing against her, when she felt that weird sensation that involved her turning into not-human.

She clanged against the floor.

The second she turned back, she began raging. "Why does this keep happening?"

Curious, Natasha reached forward poking Darcy's bare arm with her finger. Instantly, Darcy was not Darcy.

She turned her raging to Natasha. "Why did you do that?" she huffed.

"It's not just Thor," said Natasha. "That doesn't make any sense-come on, we need to report this to Doctor Banner."

Darcy rolled her eyes, but followed the secret agent, rotating on her feat in lu of stepping.

"Ta, ta," Darcy tutted upon seeing the Hulk, or his human vessel, the less interesting Banner.

He looked up upon their entrance, and without a word Natasha reached over and grabbed Darcy's forearm.

She let go when Darcy started transforming, looking at Banner pointedly. "It's getting worse," she said. "Before it was just Thor, or when she was nervous."

Banner stepped forward, frowning. "Darcy, do you mind if we do a couple of tests?"

Darcy shrugged, glaring at Natasha as she left the room. "It's not like I got much of a choice."

A solid 4 hours later (4 hours people) of testing later, Banner had concluded that Darcy was quickly evolving into less Darcy and more Mjolnir. Jane was borderline frantic, running around the lab with blood work and analyzing to the point Darcy was pretty sure her own eyes would start bleeding if someone so much as mentioned science.

Finally, Fury was summoned and it was a whole thing of Jane yelling in this panick-y voice that Darcy was probably turning into a hammer, blah blah blah-honestly Darcy started tuning it out after a little while, Thor's impassive face suddenly interesting.

Her tummy twisted, and she spoke before she really thought it through, "You're gonna take me to Asgard, aren't you?"

Thor glanced at her, sighing heavily. "Midgardians do not have the proper techniques to deal with the uniqueness of your situation."

Darcy nodded, sliding off the table. "Cool, can I bring my iPod?"

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The subsequent outrage at Thor's declaration and Darcy's nonchalant attitude sent both Jane and Darcy to seek the shelter of anywhere that didn't have arguing superheroes.

They dawdled, slipping out awkwardly together and if Darcy didn't know any better, she'd say that Jane was probably going to have plans to hash out their 'argument' from the other day.

Alas, nothing happened, other hen Jane going over a bunch of science-y mumbo-jumbo, asking Darcy questions about her experience with shape shifting into a weapon of mass destruction.

Darcy could have sworn things felt almost normal as she listened to Jane hypothesize and be an astrophysicist.

"The portal you fell though," Jane was saying. "It was supposed to vaporize anything that went though-we'd tried everything, anything that went through simply didn't exist anymore."

Darcy mulled over this for a few seconds. "Did you send anything living through."

Jane shook her head. "Other then a few plants, we had no reason to think any anything else would survive. When you fell through we'd all thought you'd be dead."

"Mew-Mew?" Darcy questioned.

"Possibly," responded Jane. "We don't know for sure, and it's not as though we can try it again-the risk is too great." Jane added upon seeing the pensive look on her friend's face.

"I guess," Darcy agreed finally.