Darcy POV:
"London?!" I hear myself shriek as we step off of the plane into the airport. I see the welcome sign with disbelief and quickly stomp over to Coulson. "Who said anything about London?"
He looks surprised for a moment and then he says calmly, "This is where Jane Foster is located."
I whirl on Thor now, "You said New Mexico!"
He doesn't reply, but instead is looking around, pleased, "I have never been to this part of Midgard before."
I growl hopelessly and follow Coulson, dragging a bag that apperently contains some of my clothes and belongings. We leave the Terminal and go to the parkinglot and find a dark skinned man waiting for us, ear pieces in and sunglasses on.
I look him in the eye and ask, "Is it a little too sunny for you?"
He doesn't crack a grin, even when I threaten to swipe them off of his face. Coulson shooes me towards the van, trying hard not to smile.
Thor is looking at the man suspiciously and watches him intensly until I get into the dark van. He squeezes his way in and then makes room for his slimmer, leaner, brother. When we are all in, the man gets into the drivers side and starts to drive, not even bothering to get instructions from one of us.
SHEILD agent, obviously.
After a few awkward moments of silence, I suddenly ask Coulson, "Do agents take work off on Christmas?" I'm not sure why I asked. Christmas was always a touchy subject for me.
Coulson looks up at me through the mirror, "Sometimes."
I frown, "You mean not always? Doesn't your family hate that?"
He looks away, "I don't have any family...at least not a wife."
"Oh..." I fish around for some topic, "Do you two celebrate Christmas?" I ask turning towards the two men.
Thor looks confused for a moment, and then shakes his head, "We do not practise any Midgardian celebrations." as if in an afterthought, he asks, "What is it?"
I laugh and reply, "Christmas isn't really explainable...I'd have to show you."
There's another minute of quiet, before I get anxious again, "So how far away is Jane's place anyway?"
"We are not going their immediately."
"Why not." I demand.
Coulson is quiet for a moment and then said, "We think we should wait for a few hours before leaving."
"We?" I repeat, "Do you mean you and your SHIELD agents?"
"No...I mean we as in Thor, Loki, and I."
The dark skinned man suddenly spoke, "They plan on leaving you with me, girl."
I immediately stop my response and glare at Coulson with a look mixed with betrayal and hurt, "Since when were you in charge of me?"
"Since now. We all agree you are not safe looking for Thanos. We are even going to keep Jane out of it, once we get access to her lab."
I shake my head now, "No. I'm going with you. You will have to tie me down in order to keep me from coming."
The man calls up gruffly again, "They agreed on that as well."
I stare at Thor and Loki for support but see that their expressions are shut off, guilty. Well, Thor's is. Loki just looks like Loki. I flop back like a little kid, too exhausted to really argue yet.
