Jane Foster was an astrophysicist-and, well, the girlfriend of an Asgardian prince.
Over the past while, Jane had searched for Thor, chasing every lead.
But in the end, she had never found him.
It was like a dream. When she woke, she saw the news of Thor at the Battle of New York.
She rushed to find her boyfriend, but she was still too late.
Thor had escorted Loki back to Asgard.
And Jane had been left alone ever since.
As time passed, Jane began to give up.
Of course, that was only an excuse she made for herself.
Deep down, she still loved Thor.
Even Jane, with her three doctorates, had to face the big questions in life.
At that moment, she was sitting in a restaurant in London, staring at the menu for a long time.
So long that the British gentleman opposite her wrote a note and slid it under her menu to say hello.
Startled, Jane lowered the menu and looked at the unfamiliar man.
"Is something on your mind?" he asked politely.
Guiltily, Jane hurried to say, "Why would anything be on my mind? Nothing's on my mind."
The man shook his head with a chuckle. "You've been studying the menu ever since we met, but there are only three choices on it."
"Just fish, chicken, and vegetables," he said with easy charm. "So I think something's bothering you, and it must have something to do with a man."
Caught out, Jane gave an awkward smile. "That's a long story."
"Is he still around?"
"No," Jane denied instinctively. Unsure how to explain, she settled for, "He left."
Understanding dawned on the man's face, and he nodded. "Breakups are painful, aren't they?"
A breakup?
Jane wasn't even sure whether her situation counted as one.
Thor had