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Outside, the clean-up and repairs were going slowly, but it was a type of progress that grated on Jane's nerves as she continued to pour over her notes. A particularly loud clunk outside her apartment - flat, they call them flats in England, she reminded herself irritably - disrupted her train of thought, again. Thor had been gone for over a week - this time - and Jane's grumpy attitude had deepened with each passing day. Sure, he'd assured her of his return, and she honestly trusted that he meant that, but she clearly remembered the two long years he had been gone after their initial meeting. Two years. Certainly, nothing in terms of his people's live-spans, but that was a serious chunk of time in her own. At least this time, Jane took refuge in her data. Having seen the Asgardian healers manipulating quantum field particles like they were wisps of smoke had been fascinating, even if she had felt a bit under the weather at the time. Having Aether coarsing through her body had alternately given her strength and made her feel weak.
Now she just felt driven. Driven to understand the Aether, the Bifrost, the Convergence, the... everything. If she could just get a handle on even one tiny piece of it, Jane was certain that was the key to unlocking their secrets. Another clank resonated through the window glass, making it rattle, and giving Jane a reason to abandon the confines of her flat for the local coffee shop. Gathering up her notebooks, Jane pulled on her wool-lined flannel jacket, tugged her Wellington boots on, and considered her scarf before rejecting it. While the last thing she needed was more caffiene, Jane hurried through the street with her notes clutched to her chest with one eye on the sky above, clouds full and threatening even more rain. It never seemed to stop raining here. That thought almost made her pause in her step, her first connection impulsively fixating on Thor. Just then, her phone vibrated and she fished it out of her pocket only to sneer in distrust. S.H.I.E.L.D. again. Jane hit disconnect. They'd sent her to Norway. "To be safe". More like 'to be out of their hair'. Oh, they had given her top-notch equipment, sparing no expense, but all her findings were 'classified'. Nothing she wrote could be published. It was disheartening, but the last straw had come when she'd found out that Thor had been in New York and a minor calculation had told her that the 'wonderful opportunity' had come at exactly the same time as the aliens appearing in New York.
Ordering a cappachino, Jane took a seat in the back of the shop, curling up on a bench seat with her notebook open on her knees. The sub-atomic partical distribution on the Aether had been 100% on the molecular level. It had integrated its molecular pattern with her own. Biopsies had shown the change it had affected on her but no trace of it remained. MRI scans helped her reverse-engineer the structure, eliminating the potential for nanities, although it had been a good initial thought, but the level of sub-atomic restructuring was simply too small to consider mechanicals. Nanities couldn't be constructed at that level. No, it had to be protein-based, it just had to be. Programmed particles with that much power, though. She scribbled equations frantically, chasing the logic that showed itself to her. The barrister approached her table, setting the cappachino on the table while Jane absently thanked the boy, though her attention was firmly on her notes, both written and being written.
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I can't concentrate here. I've already contacted Erik about returning to New Mexico and it shouldn't take much to arrange for shipment of the equipment. I'm certain that S.H.I.E.L.D won't care and Heimdall will know where I've gone to tell Thor. It's about time this expense account gets some use. I hope it costs them a fortune. Serves them right. Serves me right. I spent so much time focusing on the wrong things. Now I need to build a focusing agent, for quantum stabilization, and a locking mechanism to initiate a test run for the Einstein-Rosen bridge.