All Yours {Thunderscience/Thruce}

What Now?

//Thor POV//
"Earth it is." I rest my arms on the armrests of my throne. Finally, we get to go back to Earth, find a place for Asgard and set up a life there for the people.

"Do you really think it's a good idea to go back to Earth?" Loki said with a slightly worried face on. "Yes, of course! The people of Earth love me! I'm very popular." I assure him.
He speaks again. "Let me rephrase that." He pauses. "Do you really think it's a good idea to bring me back to Earth?"

I stop for a second. How could he think that? He's my brother! No matter how the people of Earth think of him, I'll protect him.

"Probably not, to be honest." I smirk. "I wouldn't worry brother. I feel like everything is going to work out jut fine." I reach up a little to pat Loki's shoulder.

I notice Bruce standing a bit further away from me, next to Loki. He had escaped the Hulks body so easily I don't think he has even noticed. As intrigued as he looks he also looks fairly bewildered. He isn't used to this sort of situation.

"Banner, my friend!" I wave to him. He turns to look at me, wondering what I'm calling out to him for. "Hm?" He hums. "Yes, Thor?" He leans over to look past Loki with his hands holding onto each other behind his back.

"How're you doing over there?" I asked. He gazed the large ship. I followed along with the things he looked at.

He looked at the people, huddled up in their families and groups, just chatting. Some people were mourning. Very understandable. I recently have had to mourn my fathers death. A day I never thought would come. He glanced at the many walls and details. A fine and beautiful ship if I do say so myself.

"Uhh..." Bruce whined nervously, "I'm not too sure." He fiddles with the buttons on Tony's clothing.

"My friend, there is nothing left to worry about! We'll be home in no time! We can see our friends and build New Asgard." I try to encourage him. The shorter man (who is taller at the moment because I am sitting down) nods. "Y-yeah." He smiles.

All is quiet for a good minute until Korg updates us on our destination. "The destination is unclear to me. I even asked Meik. He doesn't even know!" He shrugs. Loki lightly pushes Korg to the side as he checks the direction screen. "Bad news brother." He pauses.

My eyebrows furrow. "What is it?" I sit up straight in my throne.

"The ship cannot jump through wormholes and we're so far out into space, if we want to get back to Earth..." he taps a few touch screen buttons. "It will take us at least 354 days and 8 hours." Loki frowns, unimpressed.

I take a deep breath, taking in the information. "Maybe there is some way of fastening the speed of the ship??" I mumble to myself.

Bruce stands next to me, staring out the window, wide eyed. "Impossible... this ship is going as fast as possible for it's size and power source... if we were to try and make it go faster, we could end up blowing out the power. Leaving us stuck in the middle of spa-" he stops  and gasps. "Thor? I think I'm having a panic attack!" He breaths in and out, trying to release the bad energy.

I stand up next to him and place one hand on his chest and one hand on his back. I begin to pat and rub his back. "Hey. That's good. Deep breaths. The suns going down real low. Real low!"

His panic attack won't stop. "Heimdall? Do you think you could find him a room?" I face Bruce towards the tall dark man. "Sure, my king." He bows ever so slightly with his head. He'll be sure to relax if he has his own space to think.

I let go of him and let Heimdall guide him. When he places a hand on Bruce's shoulder, the smaller man twitches at the touch.

"Uh- um. Thor?" Bruce turns to me. "Can you take me?" He asks. Why would he possibly need me to take him? Heimdall is the most brave and skilled Asgardian I've ever seen. My small friend would be as safe as a Eikthyrnir on the roof of Valhalla.