Nothing Ordinary - theinternian
Life in the flat was blissfully boring. For weeks. Nothing was happening. At all.
There was a brief flutter of excitement when both Darcy and Erik were called away on a conference, leaving Ian and Jane alone for the first time since Thor had left for Asgard once more.
The bell of the small egg-timer chimed, signaling that the vegetable fritatta was done, sending Jane to the kitchen with Darcy's shark oven mitts. "I'll get it. Would you like some toast too?" Coffee was already brewing, orange juice in the fridge.
The lab would mind itself for a day. The calm was certainly a welcome change. Perhaps they could actually learn more about one another.













