"I think Leareth made sure of that! He had a lot of questions. Don't worry about me." 

They go for a walk, through the incredibly pretty village near Fëanor's house. Mostly they don't talk; when they do, it's about inconsequential things. The knowledge of what they still have to do seems to squat in the air between them, heavy, muffling. 

Vanyel's mind can't stop poking at it in the background. Wondering if there's another way. He hasn't thought of anything yet, though. 

Thor, Leareth, and Vanyel travel forward to 2014 and then Bifröst to Asgard. They land on an out-of-the-way balcony near the Palace hospital.

There's no overt magic in the area, other than the Reality Stone itself, but Asgardian spirits in general shine brighter than humans, about equal to elves, and there are some people that look like they might be Gifted, but they don't appear to have any specific Gift known to Velgarth. None of them are especially nearby, though.

"This way," Thor says, gesturing for the others to follow him.

Leareth checks their shields and Thor's illusion, and then Mindtouches Vanyel. :You have the greater Thoughtsensing range. See if you can locate the younger Thor?: 

Sure, Vanyel will try to do that. His range comfortably stretches to miles; he should be able to unless there are shields against Thoughtsensing around for some reason. 

Younger Thor is near where they're headed, but leaving and going the opposite direction.

They reach their destination without incident. There's a woman lying unconscious on a bed, covered by something that looks a bit like a mage-barrier, too faint to have been seen from a distance. Another woman is tending to her.

"Thor," says the second woman. "Didn't you just leave?"

"I came back," says Thor. "These are my friends, uh, Leif and Vanjur. They know magic that might be able to help Jane."

The doctor looks confused but isn't going to question the prince who can summon lightning and is a war hero on five different planets. "Alright, go ahead," she says, and goes to check on her next patient.

"Can you do the, uh, thing where you teleport objects?" he asks Vanyel. "Put the Reality Stone—which is currently inside Jane's arm—into this box." He holds up a small metal box.

(The Reality Stone is, indeed, inside Jane's arm. It looks strange compared with the others they've seen—not a single bright point at all, it's like it's liquefied.)

"Uh, I can try?" 

Vanyel tries to focus his mage-sight on it as clearly as he can - and Healing-Sight too, maybe that will at least help him avoid yanking out any bits of Jane along with the liquified stone. Can he get enough of a fix on it for his Fetching to grab it? 

Leareth takes over keeping his Thoughtsensing extended to make sure no one is about to show up and interfere with Vanyel's work. 

Vanyel can get a fix on the Aether (the not-very-stony Reality Stone); it's liquid, but it hasn't dissolved into Jane's flesh or anything.

No one is approaching. Jane is fast asleep.

Does the Stone let itself be Fetched? 

It's way too much magic to be Fetched normally. It feels the tug of unfamiliar magic, though, and decides that this ridiculously powerful mage is a way more interesting person to be attached to than Jane Foster.

It follows the tug and jumps into Vanyel's hand, then phases into more of a gas and starts going inside his forearm like it was inside Jane. It's very uncomfortable but doesn't seem to be doing any actual damage.

"Oh. That was not on the list of things I expected to go wrong. Here, I do have a backup plan, but it might be a little unpleasant..."

He pulls out a sharply pointed tube and starts attaching it to the container Vanyel tried to Fetch the Stone into originally.

Jane starts to wake up.

"Huh? Thor? What...?" she says groggily.

"It's okay," Thor says. "We got the Aether out of you. Go back to sleep, you need to recover."

Then he turns back to Vanyel, holding the very sharp tube. "Hold out your arm. This will hurt less than having the Aether in you, I'm sure."

Vanyel ALSO wasn't expecting that as one of the things that could go wrong! Aaaaaaah! He's biting his lip hard to hold back from screaming. 

Squeezing his eyes shut, he sticks out his arm. 

Leareth had a number of contingency-plans and none of them were for this and he doesn't know what to do! He settles for stepping closer, ready to catch Vanyel in case the Aether knocks him out like it seems to have done to Jane. 

Jane was unconscious because the Asgardian doctors sedated her, not because of the Aether directly. Having it removed was nonetheless a sufficient shock to wake her up.

Thor sticks the tube into Vanyel's arm and it draws out the Aether, which once no longer in contact with a living being re-solidifies into a red gem inside Thor's container.

"What's going on?" says Jane, now fully awake.

Thor decides it's not worth lying.

"We're from the future," he says. "Something very bad's happened and we need Infinity Stones—the Aether is one of them—to fix it, but someone else has the ones from our time, so we figured out time travel and used it to go back in time and get our own set."

"Oh my God. Time travel? This could change everything—you've got to take me to the future and show me how it works!"

Thor-from-the-future hasn't been dating Jane for several years, whereas this Jane probably assumes they're still together, which is going to be awkward, but there's no actual good reason he can't fulfill her request.

"Sure," he says. "I'll come back for you after we get the Reality Stone out."

Then he turns to Vanyel and Leareth. "Let's get out of here, I guess," he says. "I know I said I wanted to show you Asgard, Leareth, but let's do that after we get the Stone to safety."

"Indeed." He's ready to go. 

:Vanyel. Are you all right?: 

:...Y...es? I think so. Should I do the time travel back now?: He looks at Thor for confirmation before reaching for the suit controls.