The smell of the dark, almost black sand made Jane dizzy as she slowly started to come back to consciousness. She had tried to remember all the events that had happened before she passed out through the fogginess of her exhausted, confused mind.

I need to get up.

But she simply couldn't. Unfortunately her body had protested, aching and being sore, wanting to stay in the warm, black sand that she sure would be a hassle to get out of her hair once she returned to earth and into the warm, safe confinements of her small little London home she shared with Darcy.

She missed Darcy. She missed her witty comments that she read everyone's mind.

But she could slowly open her chocolate-brown eyes, her vision was blurred but she could see the sickly, murky green sky with the bright sun shinned behind the gas clouds.

Oh yeah.

The Aether.

That chaotic matter that painfully surged through her body and made her want nothing more than the Dark elf that wanted to turn the world into eternal darkness.

And Thor.

She vaguely remembered The God of Thunder's soft, loving caresses, his promise to return to her two years ago, and his huge hand finding hers, entwining their fingers together as he explained the convergence. How she told him that she liked when he explained things.

Jane blinked a few more times, her vision slowly becoming clearer as more things flowed through her memory.

"Can you get up any quicker?"

That voice, she could never forget it if she tried.

The one that held silk and mischief.

Loki.

She turned sharply, causing a sharp pain to shoot through her and she instantly regretted it.

She remembered his so-called evil little brother, she had heard his sarcastic worrying tone asking if she was dead when she fainted on the Dark Elf ship.

And slapping the shit out of him.

The wind blew furiously in this realm they were in causing her to squint up at his tall, fairly built swimmers body frame.

"Where's Thor?" She asked, her voice raspy, she really needed some water right about now, and she felt a sharp pain in her stomach from not eating. Ever since she had gotten possessed by the Aether, food had been a no-go on her list of things she craved.

Loki looked to his left, as if her question was a hard one to answer, probably was.

"He's in Asgard. He'll join us in Muspelheim. You really don't remember what happened or why we're here?"

Jane shook her head.

"I'll cut it to the more interesting bit then. We're on a mission to retrieve an ancient book Malekith has in his possession. You're more than capable of coming with me to retrieve that. But It won't be easy."

She didn't know whether she was just drowsy from waking, or just plain drunk, she was barely listening to what the god was saying as his voice almost lulled her back to sleep.

Once she was sure that her body was working once more and not protesting to even move, she slowly stood, her legs shaking a bit.

"You know, you could help me you know."

Loki's attention was elsewhere as she spoke, he finally turned to the small woman and quirked his eyebrow.

"You're standing now."

Nope, he hasn't lost his smart mouth it seems. Jane looked around the murky realm and back at the God, he returned it with a small smirk that signifies that you're pretty much fucked if Loki's on your team.

Perfect.

Not entirely sure where I'm heading with this story yet, but review! x