Turns out when youre getting ready to go on a Norwegian cruise with someone it is a really good idea to ask them before making any other plans. Like the idiot I tend to be when Im nervous I had done everything but ask Jane.
Jane was just getting off work when I decided to suck it up and grow a pair. Bonus, no Darcy in sight. I, myself had already taken a day or so off so that I could get prepared to leave. I hesitated again. But what could be the worst thing to happen? She would say no? I could live with that, I was a grown man able to deal with rejection. So I took the fateful steps her way.
And then theres a Darcy.
Hey, Big Guy. Im not that big, especially compared to some other people at the hospital so I have no idea why she calls me that. I try to not look bothered and keep moving. This time nothing is going t stop me.
Except for Donald Blake. Hes the star surgeon of the hospital Blake seemed to have a similar idea to myself. In carrying it out he cuts me off ten feet from Jane as shes on her way out the door. I can hear Darcy say something but Im not listening. But her smacking my arm trying to get my attention is not what brought a sharp twisting t my guts. This is what hurts. Blake comes up behind her, hes a big guy, he uses all his time wisely it appears as he is in terrific shape. His arm reaches around her shoulders and he walks around her, spinning her on her toes. She smiles, he grins. Maybe its the nasty green eyed demon that makes me want to knock it off his face. When their lips locked I wasnt sure if it was better or worse than had she said no.
I left that door behind me and made my way to the other entrance on the other side of the hospital. Darcy followed, calling after me. Hey Jake!
I stop, turn around. She crosses her arms, drops them and then pats my arm. Cmon, Ill buy you a drink. Well I didnt have anything better to do.
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THE HAMMER, NEW YORK CITY. HALF AN HOUR LATER
I put back the shot of whiskey and set the glass down on the bar with an audible sound. We aren't in that deep yet, but I think we might end up there. Darcy is a lot more fun that I thought shed be. When she isn't being a mouthy intern shes pretty cool. Shes still mouthy, but shes cool. I try talking about other stuff, but shes insistent we keep on track and devise a plan to get me alone with Jane so I can ask her. I only have another few days give or take before the boat leaves for Norway. I try to tell her Ill be fine, that I dont want to be that guy. The one who looks like hes trying to break up a couple. Which I almost was, but that was before I knew about her and Blake.
No, theyre like new still, not even official, you could still sweep her off of her feet. I shake my head. Convinced by my self that shes just trying to make me feel better.
How new then? What would be the hurt in playing along?
A month? Darcy replies sheepishly trying to avoid eye contact, she takes a drink to try and summon up some bravery. Listen. If you want her Fly Guy. Go get her. They were going to go eat at a restaurant on the edge of Central Park. Fly Guy? Where does she get this stuff?
Shes with Blake. Its not a fight I want. Even over Jane.
You could still go get the girl, Buddy.
I think Ill save that for the sequel. Tonight is not a night where I feel like challenging the star quarterback for the lead cheerleaders affections. I wave down the bartender and order a beer.
So Norway, huh? Well at least its a subject change.
Yea. My friends thought I could do with a vacation.
Couldnt think of anyone but Doctor Foster to go with? I answer with a shrug, I hadnt even considered anyone else honestly.
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ASGARD, THE END OF THE VIKING AGE
The halls of Asgard ere fill with the sounds of celebration. Give no mind that in Valhalla this was true every night, but tonight, with a great victory over an invading army of Frost Giants under Grundroth. With Thor, Loki and their friends at the forefront of the battle there was no other outcome. Volstagg sat with his wife and his children around one of the great tables telling the tale of the battle of Eiglophia. In this telling the giants were a thousand feet tall, and wielded mountains as weapons. Hogun sat nearby, alone but by choice, and Fandral likewise, but much less alone. The little smile on Hoguns face as he watched the storytelling might terrify others. Hogun the Grim, with his morose demeanor and stone carved scowl was not known for cheer. Thor rose from his seat and passed on by them. As he walked from his seat to the door he saw Sif, mighty shield maiden, the greatest to Thor. He raised his horn to her with a smile. The goddess returned the gesture in equal measure. Oh yes. Tonight was to be a good night.
Someone was missing from this feast, however. He deserved the celebration as much as the rest of them. Loki was likely holed up in his library reading his books, practicing his magic. As much as he loved the Laufeyson like a brother, he never understood his love of books over ale or women or any of the other vices enjoyed by the inhabitants of Asgard.
Leaving the party behind he made his way to Lokis library. In their youths Loki had been brought to Asgard as a political hostage, as part of the conditions of peace between Asgard and Laufey of Jotunheim. Asgard had been a kind place to grow up for Loki. He and Loki were raised like brothers and while he may not have been popular among most, The Thunderer loved him like they were blood. He found the door cracked, the light of a candle flickering from inside. Pushing open the door, Thor strode forward to Loki, whose form was hunched over the table reading.
Loki! We miss you at the banquet! The victory belongs to you as well. The frost giant was silent.
Loki, do not ignore me! I come to drag you to fun! He went to grab Loki by the shoulder but his hand passed right through him. A trick, but why? The mirth left him. He need not wonder long, as he left the library the horn blew. Their enemies were at the gates.