The Black Knightress (Back up for fulls)

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August 9 1944
Stark Apartment
Peggy POV

I move the baby over into Howard's arms and watch as his expression folds and crumples into such a multitude of emotions and feelings that I can only catch the last one: love.

"What'd you name her?" he asks as he looks up at me with reddened eyes

"Sarah Margaret."

"It would sound a lot better if you put 'Walter' in there somewhere-or even better, put Stark as her last name." he nods

"You don't mean that."

"I'm serious about the Walter part..and also about the Stark part if she wasn't Steve's kid."

"What about me?" I scoff

He roams his eyes around the room until they land back on me.

"You should be satisfied with the part of her that you have anyhow, or rather..who you get to be for her." I add

"What? Her bodyguard? I'll take it."

"Her Godfather." I hum seriously

He looks right into my eyes, past my eyes and deep into my heart with those eyes of his.

"Thank you, Peg." he expresses

I nod silently

"I'm gonna keep her safe, i'm not gonna let anything happen to her." he shakes his head

"Well I would hope so, you share responsibility for her now." I joke

"Would Steve have been okay with this?"

"It's one of the last things he got to say to me."

Howard looks right back down and admires the child who was created into innocence then pulls himself together.

"I'm gonna protect you, Margie. I have and am the best security system in the world, I won't let them hurt you." he sniffles as he looks down at my youngest child

"I should put her in her crib you made, she needs to sleep."

"She has her father's..everything, but she has your hair Peg." he chuckles as he goes to hand her back to me

"I don't see how it's able to grow so fast, i'll have to start styling it soon or else it'll be like you."

"Unruly?" he smirks up at me

"I was going to say unmanageable, but unruly will do for now."

"Where's Kathy?" he worries

"Playing with something in the living room."

He raises his eyebrows

"Disabled grenades." I nod

Holy Schnitzel.

I run from the dining room and into the living room to see Kathy fumbling with old grenades from the war that we carved the explodes out of. I jog to them and snatch the expired bomb out from their small hands before reaching over and handing them a pad of paper.

"Hey! What if I need to write out something genius that my brain won't stop spewing out of me?" Howard panics as he runs after me with Sarah still in his arms

"You're a millionaire, buy another set of papers." I wave

"Oh yeah." he relaxes

"Sometimes I question your titles."

"Titles?"

"Genius..Millionaire..Playboy.." I lead

He chuckles and pulls a hand away from Sarah to point his finger at me.

"The day the last one becomes questionable is the day something in the world went wrong." he settles

"Or something in you..went right." I call out as I walk to him and grab the baby