<div class="floatright">(http://susansternberg.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/natalie-portman-thor-movie.jpg)   </div><strong>Name:</strong>Jane Foster<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Stark Industries Consultant<br/><strong>Locale:</strong>Elevator from War Room to Penthouse level<br/><strong>Time:</strong>6:53 pm, Eastern time<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Thor<br/><hr/><br/>Jane's fingers locked with Thor's own, and she tried not to blush as they waited for the elevator. It had been so long since she'd seen him, and those emotions combined with her cautious worry from the Loki news, and now she just felt giddy and anxious all at once. "Thank you," she whispered.<br/><br/>The elevator chimed its arrival, and once they were both inside, the doors closed, and Jane spun on her heels and wrapped her arms around Thor, pulling into an even tighter hug than the one before. She buried her face in his chest. "I missed you."<br/><br/>There<em>was</em>work to be done, yes, but Jane also knew that she could hardly work well when her emotions were in such a state. She needed comforting, and Thor probably did too, if he'd worried about what Loki had done to her. Thinking of the God of Mischief brought a blush of shame to her cheeks, but they were currently hidden by the soft locks of brown hair obscuring her face.<em>Just how much should she admit to Thor?</em><br/><br/>The Asgardian likely had his own preparations to make, but maybe...<br/><br/>Jane pulled away, looking up into his eyes. Emotion made her eyes bright, but she herself couldn't have named which feeling had overwhelmed her. There were too many.<br/><br/>"Will you...stay with me? Help me move my things?" she asked.