Illusions | Loki & Jane

22. The Destroyer

The next morning Thor, Jane, Darcy and Erik were sitting at the table in the kitchen again, the only difference this time, was that everybody was sober.
It had already become a habit these past days, eating breakfast and drinking coffee together. It was a nice custom however, it felt like they were a little family.
Thor seemed to feel comfortable with her and her friends, since he didn't seem to make any effort to leave them.

"Don't you have a home?" Darcy asked him, after swallowing her sandwich.

"Yes, but I cannot go there." Thor answered casually.

Jane caught herself watching him. He was leaning back in his chair, sipping the coffee as if it was the best drink he had ever tasted. The pleasant smile on his face was genuinely and the astrophysicist suddenly wished that he would stay with them forever. She blinked confused at her own thoughts. Last night had been nice, sure. She had been sleeping in his arms till morning had come. It was lovely to wake up next to somebody after such a long time, she had missed that. However, she had not thought that she would already wish for stuff like that, after knowing this man only for a few days.
Was she running away from herself and her loneliness? Or was this truly a desire of her heart? She didn't know and she didn't care. She just loved being with the handsome, strong man. Especially when he wasn't wearing a shirt, or pants -

"Jane." Erik ripped her out of her improper thoughts. The scientist looked at her friend feeling caught. "Hm?" She managed to say.

"I thought about the things you said yesterday." He started talking in a voice, as if he wanted to apologize. "And it is indeed a beautiful Theory, but you won't be able to convince the scientific community of any of it. Not with that hard evidence."

Jane sighed, getting up. The woman knew that Erik was right and without the community it was hard to get the money she needed for new equipment. It was a dead-end and she was sad about it. She put her plate in the sink and wanted to turn around to walk to the table again, when she bumped into Thor, who was on his way into the kitchen. "Oh sorry." She said shyly, when parting from his strong chest again. She felt that Thor's hand had landed in her neck, while he chuckled at her attempt to walk past him, since they couldn't seem to find an agreement on who would take what side. Her eyes snapped up at him, feeling her heart beating faster at the tender look he gave her. She wanted to kiss him.

"Ahum..." Darcy cleared her throat and Jane startled from the noise. She quickly backed away ashamed, letting Thor pass and returned to the table to a smirking Darcy. 'Get a room.' The black-haired woman gestured noiselessly with her lips.

Knock knock knock.

The three friends turned around and looked to the window, where three men and a woman were standing in front of. They were wearing armors and medieval clothes.

"Found you!" The man with the beard growled happily when seeing Thor.

Jane looked at the blond man, who was just about to start doing the dishes. He eyed the strange people with a baffled look. When he seemed to recognize them, the surprised expression made place for a joyful smile. "My friends!" He shouted and raced over to the door, where the four entered. He hugged them with a wide grin.
Jane only noticed half the noise of Erik's mug that shattered on the floor. "I do not believe this." He breathed with wide eyes.

"Who are they?" Darcy asked confused.

"Oh excuse me." The bearded man said walking over to them. "Lady Sif." He pointed at the brown-haired woman, who looked divine, having a perfect face and smile. "And the warriors Three." He continued. "Surely you heard tales of Hogun the Grim," he pointed at the Asian-tinted man, "Fandral the Dashing," he gestured towards the blond man with a mustache, "and I, Volstagg the Svelte?"