AN: Hello! I wanted to let readers know that I have not given up on this story, I have just lost my muse... For now I am slowly working on going through the chapters and Editing them, hopefully so I will be inspired to continue.

UPDATED: 3/20/2015

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It was pouring outside as she struggled to make her way home, she hated working late and to have to travel in such bad weather made her feel antsy. She absolutely hated to drive in bad weather and to have this bad of a downpour made it ten times harder to see. Glancing at the clock she couldn't help but frown at the time 2:27am, the green glow of the clock stated. It never took her this long to get home from the bar, but with the rain coming down so hard she couldn't see two feet in front of her so she went slow as she could. She was just thankful that it was only her out, so she didn't have to worry about any other drivers getting upset with her for driving at a granny pace.

An earth shattering crash rumbled around her, causing her to shake with nerves. She didn't like the storm, she never had. It always brought back memories she never want to relive. The sky was turning an unusual shade of greens and purples, before a large tunnel of light shot to the ground causing her to scream in fright. Never had she heard nor seen something like this before. Slamming on her breaks, she didn't see the large figure until it was too late. Sammie tried to swerve around him but hearing a loud thump, as her car spun out of control sliding on the slick blacktop, she knew she hit the person. Her heart was beating rapidly against her chest as her car came to a stop, rain still pouring around her. Stepped out of her car, fearing the worse, she hoped that the person was alright. With the force that she hit him with, she knew she could be in a shit load of trouble.

"Are you alright?" Sammie called out, her voice shaking from the cold drops of rain that drenched her clothes within seconds of exposure. Slowly moving towards him, she gasped as he jumped to his feet, revealing his towering height. She took a step backwards, as she heard him yelling into the sky his voice filled with anger and pain. Sammie couldn't process what he was yelling she was too worried about him being injured.

"Are you alright?" She repeated her voice wavering, as she saw him standing over a foot taller than her mere five feet three inches. "I am so sorry, I didn't see you until it was too late." She apologized taking in his metal armor as she spoke. Never before had she seen such a costume, it looked so believable-so real.

"Who are you?" The man demanded taking a step towards the small women before him. He watched as she stepped back, her eyes filled with fear as she looked up at him. "Fear not, young maiden. Tell me your name."

"Sam," She said watching his movement. "Who are you?" She asked eyeing the costume once more. Halloween wasn't even close since it was only May, and she didn't think there were any comic-con conventions occurring close by. Even if there was she had no idea who he was supposed to be.

"I am Thor, Son of Odin." He announced, clearly proud of his title. "Where is Mjӧlnir?"

"Ma what?" She asked confused. 'Oh fuck, he's hit his head' she thought, 'his speech is slurring'.

"Mjӧlnir? My hammer."

"Hammer?" She questioned with a frown. "I don't see a hammer, how about we get you to the car, and we can look for the hammer later." She spoke knowing from a lot practice at the bar, that the best thing to do with a drunk man is to distract them enough until they passed out. Or get so confused and distracted that they gave up and left her alone.

"I need the Hammer," He said taking a step towards her, watching as she instinctually took a small step back. She was a timid women, and Thor made a mental note to try and appear friendlier. He didn't want her to fear him.

"I know and I promise I will help you find it, after we get you to get your head checked for a concussion." Sammie said feeling proud of herself, as she saw him really consider it before he stepped to her car ready to get in. As serious as the situation it was, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself as she noticed how ridiculous he looked in her small car, hunching over just to fit.

Sitting in the waiting room, she waited to hear from the check up the doctor was putting the man, Thor, though. She was hoping that they would be able to figure out who he really is, as there wasn't any sign of an ID on him. And he wasn't making any sense. She wasn't sure how long she would be able to take just sitting here waiting, as soon as she stood to find a coffee, she saw nurses running in the direction they took Thor. Glancing around once, she ran down the hallway to see what was happening, fearing that the man she hit was seriously injured. What she wasn't expecting was to see him going on a screaming rampage, fighting with the medical staff. Stepping into the room, not sure what she would be able to do but hopefully able to help calm the stranger, she watched as he worked himself up into a frenzy. He pulled out the IV, and through the IV pole, leaving a crack in the wall.

Thor fought with the staff, afraid of what they were doing to him. He wanted out of the white place, he didn't like it. The torture devices they tried to use upon him frightened him with their foreign appearance. As he turned around to see who was ascending on him, until he saw the tiny women who hit him. For some reason he trusted her, maybe not completely but more than these villains in the white coats. "Sam, Sam," he called trying to reach her. He felt a prick in his thigh, before his world started to go blurry.

When he woke, again he was alarmed to see he was bound to a bed, unable to move. He struggled to move, before he felt a small hand touch his wrist. His head snapped to see Sam sitting in the chair, her eyes friendly but still filled with fear and worry.

"Hey, it's ok." She said hoping he would listen to her. The only reason why the doctors allowed her to stay, since she wasn't family, but since he reacted so positively to her they thought it would be best for her to be there when he woke.

"Sam I need to get out of here, now!" He said before fighting against the restraints.

"You will. First you need to calm down." Sammie spoke, watching as it took all of himself to relax. "Once you calm down I will get you out of here, but first, just relax." His chest was heaving, but slowly he relaxed, taking deep breaths as he stared into her eyes. She was both pleased and relieved that he calmed quickly, obviously trusting her enough to listen to him. The door opened his attention snapped to the doctor.

"You caused quite a mess." The doctor frowned, glancing over his charts.

"I am so sorry, I didn't know he would react like he did." Sammie apologized to the doctor, feeling terrible about the mess last night.

"Well you can expect that added to the bill," The doctor glared before turning his attention back to Thor. "You are fine, and free to go."

"Thank you." Thor spoke not sure what was going on around him. Sammie couldn't believe that the doctor was so dismissive, but she understood how upset he was for the damage that was caused the night before. She was lucky she wasn't being sued or the police weren't involved. Sammie moved to his restraints helping undo them.

"Do you have anywhere to go?" She asked him her back turned, as he changed back into his under armor.

"I wish to go home, but I need Mjӧlnir." Thor spoke throwing the weird gown on the bed.

"Your hammer?" she asked, still not catching how to say the name.

"Yes." He nodded his stomach rumbling. "My weak body needs energy." He spoke looking down at his stomach, with a frown.

"Ok, I'll get you some breakfast, but first let's get out of here." Sammie responded offering a smile, relieved when he beamed back. She held out her hand and led him down the hallway.

AN: Thank you for reading, please review and let me know what you think. Your response will help me decide if this story is worth continuing or not.