Title: "Off the Grid"
Written by: Shawn30

Chapter 1/7

Summary: As stated by Phil Coulson in 'Agents of Shield' episode 1-15, "Thor is currently off the grid." So the question is, where are Thor, Jane, Darcy, and Eric post 'The Dark World'?

Category: Romance/Angst/Drama/Erotica Rated: MA for language and graphic sexual situations Ship: Thor/Jane in every way possible *wink*

Timeline: Thor:The Dark World, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, and Agents of Shield Season 1 and 2 up to the Winter Finale are all canon except for on tiny title detail. *smile*

Disclaimer: Disney/Marvel owns it all.

Authors Notes: As a die-hard Thor/Jane fan, I love their appearances in all stories, but I truly want to see more where their tale is the primary one. And instead of complaining, I decided to write one myself.

Authors Notes 2: This story picks up six weeks after Thor: The Dark World.

The Big Texas Steak Ranch

7701 I-40 East Amarillo, TX

December 13, 2013 8:30 PM

Standing just outside the uproarious crowd now surrounding their back-wall dinner table, world-renowned astrophysicist Dr. Jane Marie Foster giggled behind her hand as she struggled to balance her not completely strict vegetarian tastes with the sheer glee of her beloved Thor's attempt to break the one-hour 72oz 'Monster Steak' eating challenge.

How had her conventional, carefully planned life ever come to this? Jane mentally snickered, so amused at the comedy of it all as Thor enthusiastically cut into and devoured enough 100% USDA Grade A beef to feed a small Third World Nation. Cheering him on at his side, Darcy had attempted the challenge as well. Alas, fifteen minutes ago she bowed out for fear of, as she put it, "After surviving the Space-Elf invasion to make the galaxy night-time all the time, death by choking on a giant piece of meat is not how I intend to leave this crazy world. And whoa, does that ever sound like a bad porno line."

Thor however, ever the charming showman who's mere presence consumed any room he walked into was thoroughly enjoying the spotlight. Having announced his presence the moment they arrived, as well as left the petite blonde teenage greeter at the door a steaming pile of pure girl-blush when he politely kissed the top of her hand and thanked her for giving them the table all the way in the back. Jane admired how he had no intention, or spared even a seconds thought of hiding who he was. He was so unapologetically comfortable in his skin, and did indeed enjoy the attention of a crowd.

For the sake of Jane, Darcy, and Eric's privacy Thor didn't always relish his celebrity status. He was still slowly coming to grips with how a person's image and how society saw that image worked on Earth. Still, having grown up as royalty, he understood the fascination and accepted it as part of his new life. Something his girlfriend was still struggling to come to grips with.

After shooting off a text message to Agent Coulson that they wouldn't be in town after tonight and he didn't need to worry, Jane counted twenty-one guests who were all snapping photos and no doubt posting to every social media site imaginable that the God of Thunder was eating at a popular Texas steakhouse with his modest entourage.

And while Jane absolutely believed, and had all the proof a woman could ever want that her boyfriend was the sexiest man in the galaxy, that wasn't so much the case at the moment. Grinning wildly, Thor's hands and chin were covered in A1 steak sauce as he chased after the steak challenge with the same wild, bombastic way he lived his life. He loudly sought the crowds approval and encouragement, so much so that with every stab of his fork came with vociferous announcements like "You were a worthy foe, but your life is at an end," followed by, "You will rest in Valhalla some day, but not this night," playing to the excited crowd and cheering little kids eating up every word he said.

Jane's unquenchable scientific thirst flowed through her bloodstream as she quietly researched Thor just off to the side of the group gathered around him. Ever one to shun anything resembling the limelight, it never ceased to amaze her how she fell so deeply in love with a man who captured it so effortlessly. Their separation of nearly two years felt like nothing more than a terrible dream now, crushed underneath the passion and promise of the past six weeks. Despite bypassing the cautiously rational way her brain typically operated, there was nothing scientific about what they shared.

The love affair between the acclaimed Astrophysicist and the God of Thunder/Crown Prince of Asgard/High Protector of the Nine Realms sounded in her quieter moments like some silly romance novel. The cliche of star-crossed lovers was alive and well as they were concerned. And yet with every late night talk, every new shared experience, every time they laughed together she lost even more of her heart to this amazing man from the stars.

And since she'd spent the better part of her life looking to them, perhaps there was a sweet irony in that. Now touring the 1880's decor of the large restaurant, Jane admired the authentic the old western ranch design. Sweeping wood-beam ceilings and a gorgeous stone fireplace created such a great atmospheric touch, as did the full-sized white stage couch built into the hard-wood floor at the center of the restaurant. And while not her typical cup of tea, it was a very friendly establishment with great food that included dishes for the non-carnivore who might be accompanying a carnivore to dinner.

After tracking a strange energy source thirty miles east from here that turned out to be nothing more than a weather anomaly, Darcy purposely GPS'd their way to go after the steak challenge when Thor heard a commercial for it on the radio and wished to, as he put it, "I wish to face this beefy adversary and best its trial in due time."

Now surrounded by Moo from all sides, Jane shook her head, feeling like she was in another world. And since she'd visited a couple in recent months, that was saying a lot these days. Nonetheless, Darcy had already been given a Stetson, and was waving it around while doing Tequila shots next to Thor. Joining her was Eric, who was laughing and thankfully still wearing pants. A plus any day after their outrageous Walmart fiasco in Denver last week.

From time to time though, Thor would lift his gaze, looking to her wearing a smile so devilishly beautiful she had to roll her eyes to keep from blushing. She identified that lightness in her heart as his love, and reveled in it. Even devouring nearly a whole cow for the enjoyment of the masses, all the while possessing very suspect table manners at best, he was still so damn hot. With his long hair draped over his broad shoulders, the dark button down shirt he wore clung to his tall chiseled frame. Jeans and dark boots finished off a look that was as sexual as it was comfortable. Add in that sexy, deep voice of his and the eloquent way he spoke to her turned her on in a way no man had ever done before.

But what was so amazing to her was that she hadn't lost one aspect of who she was as a person before she met him. Hadn't needed to change Jane Foster to become Thor and Jane because Thor simply, deeply loved Jane Foster. Her need to analyze and understand the physical properties of celestial bodies, the interaction between matter and radiation within interstellar space, and to someday construct her own Einstein-Rosin bridge using tech she was designing from scratch weren't lessened or shoved aside now that this man had come into her heart and made a home there.

Both were damaged to a degree, both by tragedy and a host of other events that had shaped their lives. Thor could be reckless and quick to anger. Being the center of attention was a natural character trait for him, as he had a bit of an ego, albeit tempered since they first met. And he simply could not use a cell phone of any kind. Somehow he'd even managed to break the adamantium-covered Galaxy Note 4 Tony Stark sent him as a 'Welcome back to Earth' present. And as alluring as his deep voice was, he couldn't hold a tune to save his life. Darcy best described Thor's attempt at singing once as "Listening to blind, three-legged cats having sex. Really, really bad sex."

The God of Thunder's life was one of immense responsibility and constant danger. His duty to serve and protect the Nine Realms was nearly incomprehensible. Jane had accepted that early on. Loving him, being with him, meant danger was a permanent resident in her life, and she was a potential target to his enemies. That was a undeniable fact. But another undeniable fact was that even as he asked her if being with him came with to high a price he would understand and let her go, she could no more walk away from him than stop breathing. Wherever life would take them next, it would take 'THEM'. Not just him or her. Not anymore.

Still, Jane didn't think Thor was perfect. Far from it in fact, despite his outrageously good looks. He didn't always fold clothes properly, or really care how they were folded, but she wasn't sure any man was particularly good at it outside of her ex-Donald Blake. As it pertained to Donald, his ability to fold clothes was about the only good trait the cheating bastard had. The great strength Thor possessed made it easy for him to break puny things. Things with small buttons. Bathroom towel racks. Door handles. TV remotes were the absolute bane of his existence. He was a bit of a bull in a China shop, often accidentally knocking things over. Her attempts at teaching him to drive were on hold for now as he wasn't very car friendly. Thankfully, she did most of the driving. Not to mention he could fly.

But he couldn't make coffee. Or tea. Or hot chocolate as of yet. His attempt at lasagna was spectacular in its utter failure, and a bit sad as it was the first attempt any man had ever made to cook for her that wasn't a relative. It took a man from another planet to think of making her dinner. In Darcy's eloquent way describing things, Jane's previous boyfriends kinda, sorta sucked ass. Some more than others, but ass sucking generally bound them all together.

Back to Thor, who would sometimes forget and use her toothbrush, which infuriated Jane to no end. He'd have his private, dark moments where he would quietly shut down, although later on he would seek her out and explain all that was troubling him. Having faced tragedy with no real time to deal with it, she understood he was still grieving and trying to make sense of it all. And in those quietly painful moments he leaned on and accept Jane's strength.

She loved him more than the walls of her heart could hold. It was as deeply fulfilling as it was utterly terrifying that this man was now a part of her. The dearest part..

Thor could be very overprotective where she was concerned, and though his heart was in the right place it had led to more than a few serious arguments between them. Thankfully, they had made peace and a pact over it. But he was still, as all men were at times, a total butt-head.

Certainly he had his good marks. Plenty of them in fact, Jane smiled to herself. Thor gave her the most incredibly soothing foot massages that would relax her completely after being on her feet all day. And he could make her laugh harder than anyone she'd ever known.

He was very affectionate, a trait she hadn't ever really focused on in the past. But she loved having a man like that now. The masculine way he shadowed her left her feeling so loved whenever they were out or alone in their hotel room. Thankfully, he didn't snore and was amazingly warm to snuggle against when she got cold. He was especially helpful in reaching tall places, something none of her Masters degrees could assist with. He loved listening to her talk about her latest discovery, theory, or research results. And it wasn't just listening because he thought that was what she wanted. He was genuinely interested and impressed by her skill and the work he could see meant so very much to her.

Thor was a gentlemen in a world that seemed to had forgotten how to talk to and treat a woman. He'd admitted to a lifetime of less than gentlemanly ways where women were concerned, and yet with her, he promised his very best.

The God of Thunder secretly liked the sitcom 'Friends' and swore her to secrecy over the fact. For some strange reason that show could make him howl in laughter. Jane had never watched even one episode as she wasn't much of a TV person, but now they watched it every night and laughed like crazy, even as she was unsure why. She had never in a million years thought she could have so much fun as watching a silly, kinda stupid sitcom. Then again, she'd never imagined she would have raunchy sex with her alien boyfriend while Ross and Rachel tried to work out yet another ridiculous misunderstanding in the background.

They fucked like there is no tomorrow.

Desperate. Uninhibited. Aggressive. Maybe to erase the pain of their separation. Maybe due to the fear of another. Deep and hard, forcing noises and cries from her throat she hadn't thought she was capable of producing. He would sometimes give her a look. Or a soft caress. Or simply throw her over his shoulder Cave-Man style, take her to the nearest bed or flat surface, and fuck her until she came with his name escaping her throat in raw, husky grunts.

Suddenly flushed from the memories, and feeling a bit embarrassed by her fiery train of thought with so many children around, Jane entertained her wine while watching Thor triumphantly cross the proverbial steak finish line with time to spare. He rose from his chair with a gloriously loud shout of victory over his beefy opponent, slamming his knife and fork down on the table. Thankfully the table didn't break. Now basking in his victory, he acknowledged her with a bow and a wink. She blew him a silly little exaggerated air kiss just cause she was quirky that way.

Jane had honestly never considered herself a very passionate woman unless it was about her research. Science was her purest lust as an adult. The stars were her soulmates. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy sex, or had never had good sex before Thor. Orgasms and Jane knew each other very well, and had been good friends for years. There had been six men and even one woman back in college. The latter of which was a brief but sweet experience more than a lifestyle change as she didn't identify herself as Bi the way Darcy did. Sex didn't rule her world and she'd gone months without it and hadn't lost any sleep. But with Thor, she was a different woman. More, somehow. One who was greedily indulging in this new found craving for ecstasy.

Their first time had been lovingly desperate, exactly nineteen minutes after he returned to Earth from dealing with his father. Darcy, bless her dirty-minded heart, had cleared the house as soon as Jane ran out on the porch to Thor. They never even heard the front door shut behind them. And then her rational, careful, mildly conservative side jumped head-first off a cliff the moment they sat down to have a very long talk about all their feelings and expectations and what him being back meant for them.

And then they were staring at each other... and then softly kissing... and then tongue sucking... everything else was sucked and soon they were on the floor, still half-dressed, rutting like animals over the beige carpet, swearing love and cumming together and it was fucking gloriously perfect.

Their was a decidedly curious lack of talking as they struggled to breath, finish off the rest of their clothes while keeping their mouths as fused together as their lower bodies.

Their second time was up against the wall outside her bedroom, with Thor fucking her so hard hallway pictures fell to the floor and his forearm may have dented the dry wall. Back to back thunderous, pun intended, climaxes hit her before they reached the bed. Thor and Jane were not heard for two days save twin "We're great, wink wink," texts from Jane to Darcy. Caution was thrown to the wind as two years apart left them ravenous for each other. Of course there was so much to talk about. To consider. To make peace with. To see if today felt as they thought it would. To share about their time apart. To plan for what came next.

But once they kissed nothing else mattered. It just didn't. They were in love, even as both knew it made no sense after their brief time together. Perhaps that was why it was so genuine. Something tethered them from afar. Something powerful. And they saw no reason to waste time trying to tear it apart to understand the hows and whys. This was, in Jane's mind, the very definition of just going for it.

When they touched they had all the answers they needed. Time, as always, would prove them either right or wrong.

Ever poking her for carnal info, Darcy had pressed her often early on for sex details. Jane wasn't one to put her business out like that. Thor and her, officially speaking, were barely six weeks old. And though she was far from a prude, she was still a lady. Nonetheless after much best-friend pestering she confided that sex with Thor was like riding the best roller coaster of your life and having it get better every time you got on. Darcy had a field day with the 'riding' part and had teased her unmercifully.

But it felt good to have something to be teased about. To laugh about. To blush over. Her life wasn't just her work anymore. Dr. Jane Marie Foster was an accomplished astrophysicist and her goals hadn't changed in the least. If anything she was even more laser focused and determined now that so much of what she had theorized, she had the evidence was fact. She'd drawn up several new designs for equipment she intend to build to aid her research. Her work would take years to accomplish. Triumphs and failures, trials and tribulations to come. Creating a way to travel to and from distant worlds would be her life's work.

Just not all of it now.

"Anotha!" Thor loudly shouted from the table as claps and cheers rang out in unison. Flashes from cell phones erupted as numerous requests for selfies were kindly obliged by the towering Avenger. Darcy photo-bombed a few. Eric was blissfully drunk but still wearing pants. It was a great evening all the way around.

Joe Kindle, the kindly bald owner proudly draped a "I ate the 72oz steak in one hour and didn't die" t-shirt over Thor's broad shoulder as they took a photo together. They didn't have one that actually fit.

Thoroughly enjoying the evening, and the very good wine, Jane walked back to Thor for a photo-op with a sweet little girl with long brown hair that looked to be around ten years old. Smiling, little girl nervously, but politely introduced herself as Beth. Thor and Jane took a couple of pictures with her making silly faces. Jane took a deep breath as this was kinda putting the spotlight on her as people were whispering about the woman Thor was standing near. The crowd took it all in, wide-eyed, whispering, and cell phones flashing. Her heart began to race as his big arm tugged her closer, nestling her to his side, grinning wildly.

Overcome with excitement, Beth was chatting with Thor a mile a minute, asking him if Iron Man sweated a lot in his suit, if Captain America had a girlfriend, and if the Hulk were mean or not. And then she asked who was the girl holding his hand.

Bending down to one knee, Thor gazed into Beth's pretty brown eyes, "Lady Beth, this is the woman that I love. Her name is Jane Foster. She is a brilliant scientist, very beautiful, and the most clever person I have ever known. She also likes Pop-tarts."

"So do I!" Beth beamed at the Avenger as her mom snapped a couple more pictures of them conversing.

"You have much in common, young one. For you are very beautiful as well."

Blushing wildly, Beth looked away hiding her smile. After her Dad whispered something in her ear, her face sank a bit. "I have to go, Thor. I have dance class on Saturday morning. But thank you for letting me take the pictures. And congratulations on eating that huge steak. It was awesome!" Then her shoulders dipped sadly. "I just wish I could have seen your hammer."

Leaning into Thor, Jane i sweetly interjected, "Beth, I think we can arrange that."

With a nod, Thor asked the busboy to open the back door emergency exit, and then he called Mjolnir from the skies. The massive hammer blazed through the door, slamming into his grasp as wind whipped around the restaurant for a brief time. He gently laid it on the restaurant floor, and then beckoned Beth to try and lift it.

Beth didn't look so sure about that, leaning over the massive hammer. "It looks really heavy," she sighed in a soft tone of voice.

"Looks can be deceiving," Thor gently told her, gently urging her forward. He extended his hand, and she laid her small one inside it. "Lady Beth, only one who is worthy can lift Mjolnir. I have seen thousands of beings from across the stars try and fail. Let us give it a try, shall we?"

"OK," she replied, smiling. With Thor's hand on the bottom of the handle, Beth wrapped her small hands around the rest of it. Together, they slowly lifted the hammer from the floor. The crowd cheered wildly as her dad snapped another photo. "That! Was! Awesome!"

"Yes, it appears you are quite worthy, Lady Beth."

Beth hugged Thor so hard before finally saying good night to him, and then Jane.

The entire world already knew Thor was back on Earth after the battle of London with the Dark Elves, but no one could actually pin down where he was as they moved around so often. Wherever unnatural celestial anomalies were discovered, they traveled after them. And along the way just decided to have a damn good time after all the insanity of the Aether.

Looking on as Beth and her family departed the restaurant, Jane loved how whenever Thor was around children he was so sweet and patient. There never seemed to be to many questions they could ask, or really anything from climbing on his shoulders to wanting to see him fly that he would say no too. Quietly to herself, Jane couldn't help the tiny little secret thoughts of them and what if... what if this thing they shared didn't fizzle or fade away? What if in time their future held a...

Whoa! Full stop! That was moving wayyyy, wayyyy to fast and she knew it. Six weeks was a grain of sand compared to the rock-solid foundation they needed to lay before even entertaining such thoughts.

But Thor was hers. Smiling inwardly, Jane knew that from the golden crown of his head to the soles of his big feet this man was hers. If two years apart hadn't eroded what they felt, she wasn't sure anything could. Thoughts of their future were still cloudy and she didn't want to get to ahead of herself because this relationship already meant more to her than any other she had ever had. They were living in the moment, even as a scary little voice whispered in her subconscious could she even fathom giving her heart to another man if this didn't work out?

Her answer wasn't one she was proud of, but she knew that way of thinking wasn't healthy. She was crazy in love, silly as it sounded when she had ever heard anyone else say it. And yet that was most definitely her current reality. And then Darcy drew her from her inner thoughts.

Holding up two big bags, the former intern now Shield-paid assistant scientist was as bubbly as ever, Stetson cutely in place on her head. "Just look at this stash!" she cheesed with glee. "For giving the owner permission to frame and show off the Thor pictures in his restaurant, he gave us a ton of these thick frozen steaks, our meals and drinks are free, and I got a bottle of this really good Tequila. And I'm not talking back alley banging a hooker in a dumpster Tequila. I'm talking super rich cheating CEO banging his high priced escort kind of Tequila."

Jane had always admired how Darcy excelled at sarcasm. "At least we got the good stuff," she laughed. Peering around, worry creased her face. "Where is Eric? Do you see pants on the floor anywhere?"

"Relax, Boss Lady. He's working on his laptop way over there. He's pretty wasted, but says alcohol sometimes helps him think clearer." Shrugging, she added, "Whatever keeps his pants on is a win in my books. His scary hairy legs are kinda scary."

Jane shuddered. "Less said about them the better."

"Duly noted." Darcy fished out her keys to Jane's refurbished RV. "I'm gonna load this stuff up on the 'Asgard-1', grab Eric, and then turn on the techno machines to see where we're taking this little road show next."

"I'll grab Thor and meet you out back in a bit. Thanks." Jane fist-bumped Darcy, and then crossed the room, moving towards Thor who was standing at the restaurants entrance saying goodbye to the final family that were calling it a night. His never-ending patience with people was one of his most enduring traits. Wearing a slow, mocking grin, she teased, "That was quite a victory tonight."

Standing tall over her, puffing his chest out a bit for effect, Thor regaled, "My foe was as worthy as the challenge it presented. But against the Mighty Thor it stood no chance at all."

Jane walked into his warm embrace, gazing up at him, grinning wildly. "Modest as ever."

Curling his strong arms around her, drawing her small frame flush to his broad chest, Thor leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead. Of all the grand adventures he'd undertaken in his long life, she would no doubt prove to be the greatest. "Confident, milady. I am simply confident in my abilities."

Thor possessed a degree of animal magnetism that was borderline unfair in Jane's eyes. And that sexy, deep voice of his was near irresistible. "A bit overconfident?" she teased.

"Does my love doubt my abilities?" he teased right back.

"Never." Reaching for the collar of his dark shirt, she tugged him down to her, capturing his warm mouth in a kiss that took a split second to deepen hungrily. The hourly urge to climb him like a jungle gym was foreign to Jane as no man before him had ever instilled such raw lust in her before. Add to it that his desire for her was equally powerful and what they shared was intoxicatingly erotic.

Holding her in his arms, Thor simply inhaled all that she was. Her breath. Her scent. Her strength. Her intelligence and of course her love. No victory he had ever claimed compared to winning her heart. The foolishness of his past created the consequences that led him to Earth. Had any lesson learned ever been sweeter? And that she saw past the crown and the power to love the man with all that she was, he had never been more grateful and appreciative in his entire life.

They kissed a long moment more, with Thor playfully growling over her lips when she pulled away. "Nice as you were to allow them, those pictures will be all over the internet now. The world will know I am your girlfriend and its going to make things," she considered how to put it. "A bit weird for a while."

Thor arched a brow. "Is that a bad thing?"

"No, its just..."

"Please explain."

"Honey, you are a super hero. In fact, you're a super hero's super hero. I mean, you can fly, which is both awesome and puts you in a class all your own," Jane began softly. "I'm... I'm not one for the spotlight." Her hands playfully toyed with the bottom of his shirt." I don't really want notoriety. Certainly nothing resembling celebrity status. I need my work to be taken seriously and to be thought of as Jane Foster, Astrophysicist. Not Jane Foster, Thor's girlfriend."

"Those who would only see you as the latter, that would trouble you?"

"Yes, it would. I've worked very hard to build a name for myself based on my work alone. Its just being a woman scientist and a woman in general, the fight for recognition is never ending. Things aren't as fair as they should be, or hopefully someday will be. But when you add a celebrity-like association to the situation it can take away from the work. From the focus of what you are trying to accomplish." She paused, and then continued. "It's like this. I want my colleagues to see my work and judge its merits based on my research, theories, and conclusions. Not that I'm dating an Avenger."

Thor tilted his head, considering her words. "And you would have preferred that no photos been taken tonight?"

Jane wasn't sure she liked how that sounded. She gave a little shake of her head. "No, not really. I want you to be you, and that openness of yours is one of the reasons I love you so much." Sighing, she accepted that things were changing forever in her world, and there was no stopping it. This was only the beginning. "Honestly, people will think whatever they want to think no matter what I do. I have no control over that and never will. It's just so hard to distinguish yourself as a professional individual when you're dating someone bigger than life."

"I am most proud to be your beloved, Jane." Drawing her closer, his hands came to rest on her shoulders. He fixed her with a piercing gaze. "That title matters more to me than any other. Though with respect to the differences in our duties, I do understand your dilemma. And I will try to be a bit more discreet if you wish?"

Oh how she loved his ability to listen and understand her subtle nuances. "Let's try that for now, OK. But please don't mistake my worries. My work matters a great deal to me, but so do you. Never forget that. I am crazy in love with you."

"My Jane," he stated with such pride and affection, softly cupping her cheek.

"Yes," she agreed, resting her forehead to his broad chest. His arms closed tightly around her, and she'd never felt more loved in all her life. "A thousand times yes."

Thor bent to her ear, whispering, "Only a thousand?"

"And all the stars in the universe," she teased cheekily.

"I find that very agreeable, for I am yours. Every breath that I take belongs to you."

From any other man that line would have sounded ridiculous. But from Thor it was such an infuriatingly sweet remark. He said what he meant as his character was completely genuine. Her perfectly imperfect 6'5, sexy as hell, super-hero, non-cooking or driving, alien, space-prince boyfriend. Jane didn't even try to rationalize the insanity of it all. She simply decided to live in the moment. "Ditto."

Twenty minutes later they were all piled in Jane's RV behind the restaurant. Peering skyward, Thor called to Heimdall, and suddenly a brilliant beam of pure light energy struck the vehicle.

And they were gone in a flash.

End of Chapter 1

Chapter 2: Thor ponders life after Asgard post a particularly horrific Avengers mission.