Peggy's POV
I have lived my life being hated, hated by men, hated by women, all because I did what I love. I was one of the first women to be on the field, and one of the first SSR agents. The only two people who believed in me were my brother and Steve, and the only reason why I'm still doing this is because they believed in me when I didn't believe in myself. I am an agent. I am Agent Peggy Carter.
I walked into the phone company building, and was met with all sorts of wires, telephones and ladies talking. I walked all the way to the end of the hall, and stopped in front of a door. "Good morning Rose." I said to the lady sitting on a chair operating a telephone. "Lot of hubbub today, Peg. D.C. line's hot." She said recognizing my voice.
"Love the hat." She said looking up at me. I cocked my head and smirked in her direction. She lifted her hand and pulled a leaver, causing the door to slowly open. I walked in and the door shut behind me, gears started grinding and the elevator went down. The elevator dinged, and the elevator doors opened, I stepped out, and I felt a cool breeze.
This is the SSR headquarters, hidden in a phone company building. I continued walking, and stepped into a large room. It was the work office, where all the agents work. I walked to my desk, getting the same stares I always get from the men that think are better than me. I take my coat and hat off and hang them up.
"Good morning Peggy." Daniel said. Daniel is the only agent that doesn't treat me like crap, he walks on a crutch, he lost his leg in battle and now has a prosthetic. "Good morning agent Sousa." I said sitting down and opening a file that was left on my desk. "Agents listen up..." I heard a loud voice say, it was our Chief, Chief Dooley. "If you take a look at the files on your desk, we have a new mission, Howard Stark. He made and distributed weapons to enemies of the United States, and it is our mission to find and interrogate him."
I was shocked, there's no way he would do this. Howard Stark is the man that created the Super Soldier Serum, which was later used to create Captain America. He is a huge part of my life. I need to be sure that he actually did this, I'm gonna take matters into my own hands. I looked through the file, and there was barely any evidence that he did this. "I need all agents to see if you can figure out Howard's last known location." He said loudly.
The room was quiet and nobody moved, "NOW AGENTS." He yelled and slammed his door to his office. I needed to find him before anybody else, I shot up from my desk, and grabbed my coat and hat putting both on. I walked to Chief Dooley's office and stepped in. "What is it Carter?," He asked not looking up from his desk.
"I need the day off." I said. "Why?," He said looking up from his desk. "Lady things." I said looking at my feet. "Lady things?." He asked looking confused. "Yes." I said. "oh,OH, yeah go ahead." He said looking slightly disgusted. "Thank you," I said and fast walked out of the room. I hurriedly ran out of the building, and walked to the diner. I walked in and was greeted by Angie. "What the hell are you doing here English?," she asked confused. I walked over to the phone, and started typing in a number.
"Hello, this is the Stark residence, you're speaking to Edwin Jarvis." I heard a voice say. It's Edwin Jarvis, Howard Stark's butler. "Hello Mr. Jarvis, it's Peggy Carter." I said smiling. "Ms. Carter it's so lovely to speak to you again." He said. "Do you have time to talk?," I asked my smile fading. "Uh, yes, would you like to come by the house?," he said. "Is Mr.Stark there?," I asked. "Due to the recent accusations, no he is not here at the moment." He said sadly. "Yes, I would love to come by, I'll come right now." I said. "Lovely, see you soon Ms. Carter." He said and hung up.
"Thanks for letting me use the phone." I said to Angie and walked out the door. I hailed a cab, and told the driver the address.
Dottie's POV
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RomancePeggy never really understood Dottie, she was mysterious. Was she really a sweet girl from Iowa, or was there a darker meaning. Was it her muscular back, that she claimed was from working on her parents farm for half her life, or was it the way she...