one-shot collection [multi-fandom]

Heart Full of Love || Steggy

1950. The war had been over for nearly 5 years, and somehow it felt as if the whole world had moved on. Half the world was in denial about the war ever happening, and the other half were still paying the toll.

Margaret "Peggy" Carter was somewhere in the middle.

Every night, when she went to bed, and lay beside her husband, she could help but be haunted by the ghosts of the men she had fought beside, by those who had lay down their lives for her.

Every time she closed her eyes, flashes of gunfire filled her vision. Every time the room was silent, all she could hear was their dying screams. How could she live like this? Her son in the other room couldn't have a mother who flinched every time he shrieked with joy, who thrashed in her sleep, needing comfort from her own monsters in the dark.

"Mummy?"

The tiny voice beside her bed of her 2 year-old son broke her from her thoughts. "Yes, my darling?"

With a shaky hand, Peggy reached out to cup her son's cheek, which she quickly realised was wet with tears.

"My arm hurts."

With a small smile and a deep sigh, Peggy reached out and lifted her son into her lap. "Gabriel James Rogers." The little wrinkle of his brow at the use of his full name softened her tone ever so slightly. "Do you really have a sore arm or did you have a nightmare?"

His silence was enough.

Suppressing a giggle, she lifted the covers, just enough to allow her son to slide in beside her.

"Shh, we don't want to wake your father."

Her comment was timed perfectly with a groan as the man beside her rolled over to face the two who had frozen.

"For a spy, you're not really that sneaky."

Eyes still closed, the man on the bed reached out and wrapped his arm around the child's tiny waist, tugging the child against his chest. "Get some sleep, kid. We've got a trip to the zoo in the morning."

With a small giggle, the small boy buried himself deeper into his fathers chest, voice muffled as he sleepily replied, "yes sir, mr captain sir."

Watching with a gentle smile, Peggy knew that as long as she had these two men beside her, everything would be alright. Leaning over, she whispered, "Goodnight, oh Captain, my Captain." and placed a gentle kiss upon his lips, before settling under the covers, a warmth filling her from the inside.