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[INDENT][INDENT][COLOR=STEELBLUE]"You should risk your life more often."[/COLOR]

Barbara's voice broke the silence in the kitchen where Blake was currently standing, listening to the birds sing their song. Leaning against the railing of the staircase leading to their bedroom, Barbara was only wearing one of Blake's t-shirts tossed haphazardly over her slender, shapely figure, the tease of her black barely-there underwear peeking out from underneath. The morning sun illuminated her golden hair as she smiled at her lover when he turned to listen.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Don't get me wrong, you've always been good."[/COLOR] Barbara continued as she walked into the room, straddling a stool on the island adjacent to where Blake was standing, in front of the fridge, a carton of milk pressed to his lips. 

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"But last night... [i]wow[/i],"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"I've got some pretty high standards for you now, Dr. D,"[/COLOR] She cooed. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"It was like you were a whole other person, and the way you held me, so firm and... Like have you been working out?"[/COLOR] She asked biting down on her lip as Blake smiled back at her, putting the milk carton away as he moved around the island. Outside, the wind had begun to howl as the skies became overcast, the kitchen becoming notably darker while rain started to pelt against the windows.

Standing over Barbara, Blake leaned down, pressing his lips against hers. She pressed back, her hands wrapping around his shoulders as his hands found their way beneath her and hoisted the smaller woman onto the island. Outside thunder boomed as lightning illuminated the room. Blake's lips departed from Barbara's, moving to her earlobe, then her neck before continuing their way down her body as she let out a euphoric moan while another roll of thunder shook the house. 

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Oh my... [i]God[/i]!"[/COLOR][CENTER][sup][h2][color=silver][img]https://i.imgur.com/SXfrcEV.png?1[/img] [sub]°[/sub] [img]https://i.imgur.com/SXfrcEV.png?1[/img] [sub]°[/sub] [img]https://i.imgur.com/SXfrcEV.png?1[/img] [sub]°[/sub] [img]https://i.imgur.com/SXfrcEV.png?1[/img] [sub]°[/sub] [img]https://i.imgur.com/SXfrcEV.png?1[/img][/color][/h2][/sup][/CENTER]
Fastening the last button on her blouse, Barbara looked over at Blake as she lifted her long hair over her shoulders.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"You know, we're going to be late for church now right?"[/COLOR] She stated before pausing as Blake pulled on a t-shirt. 

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Is that what you're wearing?"[/COLOR] She asked with a small giggle. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"I know the church has a whole, 'Come As You Are' policy, but at least wear something with a collar."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Right..."[/COLOR] Thor replied with a pause of his own. [COLOR=GOLDENROD]"We go to church..."[/COLOR] He stated, the words feeling foreign in his mouth. 

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"To worship, Jesus Christ."[/COLOR] He continued, reluctantly pulling his shirt off and looking through 'his' wardrobe for something with a collar.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"You say that like it's the first time you've heard it."[/COLOR] Barbara teased, [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"It was your insistence that we start going so we 'didn't disappoint your parents'."[/COLOR] She raised her hands, making 'air quotes' with her fingers as Blake finally found a shirt that was both comfortable and had a collar. 

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Wait,"[/COLOR] Thor stated suddenly as Barbara turned towards the door, stopping as she turned and shot him a mildly annoyed look.

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"We're not married,"[/COLOR] He continued, [COLOR=GOLDENROD]"And we just had sex, before going to church? Isn't that a little... [I]sacrilegious[/I]?"[/COLOR] Thor asked with a smile as Barbara rolled her eyes.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Really, now you want to talk theology?"[/COLOR] Barbara snorted. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"You know very well we're only going to keep the peace with your parents. Now c'mon, if I have to give up [I]two hours[/I] that I could be back in [I]bed[/I] with you, then the least we can do is not make a scene by walking in [I]halfway[/I] through the sermon."[/COLOR] 

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Eh,"[/COLOR] Thor muttered. [COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Don't know what got into me."[/COLOR] He chuckled as the pair left the house, walking down the front porch towards the large pick-up truck in the driveway. Walking around the front of the truck, Thor made his way towards the driver's door before Barbara whistled at him.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Yo! Tall, fair and handsome."[/COLOR] She yelled mockingly, [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Get your [I]ass[/I] in the [I]bitch[/I] seat, you're not driving my truck."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Your truck?"[/COLOR] Thor blurted out, undeniable surprise plaguing his words. The conflicting memories in his head were rather difficult to sort out and Thor was quite surprised that his reincarnated self would ever have been driven around by a woman.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"What's that supposed to mean!"[/COLOR] Barbara snapped back. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"I sure as hell didn't buy it for you. You chose to drive your [I]dinky little hybrid[/I]. Sorry if I'm hurting your [I]manhood[/I]."[/COLOR] She stormed while climbing into the driver's seat. 

Looking at the 'dinky little hybrid' in question, Thor rolled his eyes. 

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"That's not going to do."[/COLOR] He muttered only to be nearly deafened by the horn of the truck.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"GET IN!"[/COLOR] Barbara yelled as Thor took hold of the door, gingerly opening it so as not to damage the new vehicle before climbing inside. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"[I]God[/I], what has gotten into you."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"I've just been,"[/COLOR] Thor paused, [COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Thinking about making some lifestyle changes."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Can you do it on your own damn time."[/COLOR] Barbara teased, the edge in her voice lessened but was still notably there. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Look, I know being attacked, [I]hell[/I], seeing your life flash before your eyes, it can be traumatizing if you need to see someone-"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Babe, I'm good, great even,"[/COLOR] Thor assured her as they pulled up to the church. Climbing out of the truck, music could be heard from the open windows even with the sound of the cicadas echoing out over the nearby cornfield. Entering the church, Thor reluctantly accepted the bulletin from the usher as he and Barbara tried to sneak into the back row.

Sitting down, Thor felt Barbara begin a sigh of relief before the air was suddenly drawn back into her lungs sharply as an elderly man turned around to look at Blake.

[COLOR=INDIANRED]"Y'know son,"[/COLOR] Erik Donaldson's voice was loud and clear even as the worship team continued their praise to the 'one true God'. [COLOR=INDIANRED]"No one likes a back row Baptist, 'specially a late one."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Sorry [I]Dad[/I], we were-"[/COLOR] Thor looked at Barbara who motioned for him to say something. [COLOR=GOLDENROD]"A little tangled up."[/COLOR] He spat out as his dad shook his head. 

[COLOR=INDIANRED]"If you get that woman pregnant, I'll march you to the altar myself with a shotgun,"[/COLOR] Erik stated flatly before smiling at Barbara. [COLOR=INDIANRED]"Always a blessed day with you around of course though, Barbara."[/COLOR] Turning back around, Thor balled his fists in and out, his nostrils flaring. 

Outside, the thunder rolled again causing Thor to suddenly sit up in his seat, the sky lightening outside as he took a deep, calming breath. It was going to take some practice to regain control over his powers again, especially without Mjölnir.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Weather sure has been weird today huh?"[/COLOR] Barbara whispered as she looked out the window. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Must be one of them meta-humans."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Must be,"[/COLOR] Thor muttered his reply as the worship team left the stage only to be replaced by a man in a short-sleeved collar shirt and a tie. [COLOR=GOLDENROD]"And here we go."[/COLOR] 

The sermon was admittedly short to what Blake remembered, and Thor was quite grateful for that. As the service ended, Thor and Barbara bid Blake's parents adieu before they paused and looked at them confused.

[COLOR=INDIANRED]"You're not coming for Sunday dinner?"[/COLOR] Erik asked as Marcy stood beside him. [COLOR=INDIANRED]"Your mother made pot roast, son, it's your favourite."[/COLOR]  

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Sorry, [I]Dad[/I],"[/COLOR] The word felt both foreign and familiar in Thor's mouth as he spoke it. [COLOR=GOLDENROD]"Thought Barbara and I might take, well a, [I]rain check[/I]."[/COLOR] He continued, Barbara noticeable flinching as the words made Marcy's face scrunch up in an expression that Thor didn't quite comprehend but Blake did.

[I]Disappointment.[/I]

[COLOR=INDIANRED]"What on [I]Earth[/I] could you be doing that's more important than making your mother happy, son?"[/COLOR] Erik pressed, his hands in his pockets but his shoulders were pointed forward, an aggressive stance that Thor quickly matched, folding his arms over each other as his biceps swelled. Blake couldn't remember a time that Erik had ever struck him, but Thor wasn't about to chance being sucker punched by a mortal. 

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"I, uh think we should be going,"[/COLOR] Barbara stated as she not so subtly tugged on Blake's arm. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Always a pleasure, Mr. and Mrs. Donaldson."[/COLOR] She added, waving as the couple turned and headed back towards her truck. 

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"What the [I]hell[/I] kind of stunt was that? You pick [I]Sunday[/I], of all [I]days[/I], to stand up to your father."[/COLOR] Barbara hissed as Thor shot her a glare.

[COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]"No mere man shall speak to me in that manner."[/B][/COLOR] He growled as Barbara took a step back, confusion covered her face as she looked up at him. The skies began to darken again as rain showered the pair prompting them to scramble inside the truck.

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"You're not okay, Blake."[/COLOR] She continued. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"We're going home, and tomorrow you're coming down to the Sheriff's Office and I'll get the staff therapist to squeeze you in."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]"That's not necessary,"[/COLOR] Thor replied, brushing her off. [COLOR=GOLDENROD]"I told you, I've never felt better."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Bullshit, Donaldson,"[/COLOR] Barbara stated. [COLOR=STEELBLUE]"Tomorrow, you're getting help."[/COLOR][/INDENT][/INDENT]