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Doctor Selvig and Jane's assistant Darcy Lewis were busying themselves in study. Well, Dr Selvig was busying himself; Darcy was only pretending to be busy. That being said, it wasn't difficult to catch on that for the past hour, Darcy had not been about to make an important call, but was just playing Piano Tiles on her phone.
Dr Selvig was getting tired of hearing her grunts and groans of frustration and whoops and hisses of success. What was she even doing here, anyway?
When Darcy let out another whoop, followed by, "New record!" Dr Selvig decided it was high time to speak up. As soon as he opened his mouth, however, he was cut off by the door opening, and Thor stepping inside in his usual grand way.
"Friends," he declared as be hung his hammer, Mjölnir, on the coat hanger, as he always did when he visited.
"Thor!" Darcy declared back, her eyes finally on something other than her phone.
Thor grinned as he walked closer. "Dr Selvig, Darcy," he said, his voice lowered slightly, and he glanced about. "Is Jane not home?"
"No, she's doing some S.H.I.E.L.D. business," Dr Selvig said. "I could take a message?"
"No, this is what I desired," Thor said. "As you are both Jane's closest associates, I must ask you something."
"What?" Darcy asked.
Thor broke out into a wide smile. "I must ask you — both equally, as you are both equal in Jane's heart — if I have your permission to ask for Jane's hand."
Darcy let out a huge gasp, and she covered her mouth with her hands, accidentally smashing her phone into her face. She didn't care. "You're going to propose?" she squealed.
"Thor, that's wonderful," Dr Selvig exclaimed, sitting up straighter.
Thor's smile brightened. "Do I have your permission?"
"Of course!" Dr Selvig said, at the same time Darcy cried, "Hell yeah!"
"Is the wedding gonna be on Asgard?" Darcy asked. "Am I invited? I'd better be invited. How are you going to propose? Do you have the ring yet? Is that how they do it on Asgard?"
Thor laughed at her onslaught of questions. "I am just as excited as you, Lady Darcy," he said. "But I'm afraid, to avoid spoiling the surprise, that I will have to withhold details."
"Spoiling?" Darcy said. "What do you mean?"
"He means keep your blabbermouth shut, Darcy," Dr Selvig replied.
The big day was a few weeks later, at a big dinner, hosted by Pepper Potts and Tony Stark. As was expected, the dinner was a feast to rival a banquet on Asgard. Only Darcy and Dr Selvig knew about the proposal — although they were unsure just when Thor would pop the question.
After dinner, the Avengers — Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Tony Stark, as well as Thor himself — and their significant others retired to the lounge room. It was there that Thor made a stand — literally, he stood up, and spread his hands. "My friends," he announced, "please, quieten down. I have something to say that I'd like for all of you to hear."
His associates fell silent, curious. He heard a faint gasp that he guessed was Darcy's, but he ignored it. He turned to Jane. "My lady Jane," he said, his voice softer as he took her hands and brought her to her feet. "I initially thought to do this the Asgardian way, but after careful consideration, I came to the conclusion that the Midgardian way would be better suited for you."
When he fell to one knee, procuring a small velvet box, which he opened to show a beautiful gold-band ring with diamonds and sapphires, Jane's hands flew to her open mouth. Darcy's gasp was accompanied by others, plus Tony — who was less than sober — blurting out, "Whoa, okay, what?"
"My lady Jane," Thor said. "Jane Foster. When I was banished to Midgard by my father, the last thing I expected was to meet the woman with whom I would fall in love. It is true, I could have never imagined that I would meet my true love by being hit by her vehicle—" Jane burst out a giggle, still in shock, "—but nevertheless, here I am. And while we live such different lives in such different worlds, I would be banished a thousand times again if it meant I would be able to be with you for just that much longer. So, Jane, my beloved, I ask you, if you would do me the great honour of accepting my proposal to you."
Jane just stood there, her watery eyes frozen on Thor.
"Jeez, Jane, say yes already!" Darcy yelled.
Jane snapped out of her stupor. "Oh," she said. "Yes. Yes, of course." She broke out into the biggest, loveliest smile that Thor had ever seen on her beautiful face as their friends cheered and applauded. Thor slipped the ring onto her finger and rose, sweeping Jane up into a hug, spinning her around. When he set her down, he murmured to her, "You are the light of all the nine realms to me, Jane."
Jane kissed him full on the lips.