Agent Carter An AU Series

Chapter 3

This is just a recap from Daniel's POV :)

Daniels POV:

Thank God its the weekend and  I'm off of work for two days. I might actually be able to relax. Thompson and Krzeminski were complete ass hats all week, if not more than usual. I was able to get lunch with pai today, and then get some groceries for dinner.  I got as little as possible because walking up a flight of stair, with a crutch, and a hand full of groceries is a pain in the ass. What I wouldn't do to get an elevator in this building. As I get to my apartment door, I drop a bag. 

"Dammit." Before I reach down to grab the bad, I hear footsteps. 

I look down the hall and see Mrs. Carter, my neighbor. She moved in the apartment across from mine 8 months ago. It wasn't until maybe 5 months when everyone started to notice she was pregnant. Not that she had any reason to tell anyone, but a lot of gossip was going around the building because of it. Rumor was that she was married or had a lover during the war and he died, so she never talked about the baby; that was, until it was too obvious to deny it. 

"Mrs. Carter?" As I said her name she looked slightly irritated, at least I think, it was on her face for a split second.

"It looks like you could some help with that." She says.

"Oh no its fine." I use my crutch for support as I grab the bag. This is slightly embarrassing... I try to not struggle so much, but its kind of hard when you're being watched. "Sorry about that."

"There's nothing to be sorry for Mr...uhm"

"Sousa. Daniel Sousa." I reach out my hand and she shakes it. We've only met a couple of times, and spoken even less, but I can't help but get nervous around her. Shes a Brit, so a little closed off, confident, and beautiful. 

"I'm terribly sorry Mr. Sousa, you must forgive me."

"There nothing to forgive Mrs. Carter." I say. But as I say it, she looks slightly upset. I try to smile and make it less awkward.

"Well I ought to be on my way." She says, attempting a small smile of her own.

"Of course. Have a nice day." 

I smile again, and realizing I probably look like an idiot smiling so damn much. When she closes her door I close my eyes and groan. I don't know whats true and whats not about her. All I do know, is that shes pregnant with another mans child, and its not mine. God what is wrong with me? I hardly know anything about her, but I know I want to know more. Like that's gonna happen.

I open my apartment and head to the kitchen to start dinner. I whole cod to myself is a lot, I hope I'll be able to eat all of this. As I wait for dinner to finish I hear a knock. Odd, I'm not expecting anyone. I grab my crutch and head to the door, when I open it, I see my pregnant neighbor walking away. "Mrs. Carter?" She stops walking and freezes up, as if shes just been caught doing something she shouldn't. When she turns around I see she has a plate in her hand, of all things.

"I'm so sorry to bother you, Mr. Sousa, I was just being silly." Her cheeks start to turn red, and shes avoiding eye contact. Okay... still weird...

"Uh.. did you need something?" I ask, maybe somethings happened or she needs something? I have no idea.

"No. I uhm..." She stutters and shuffles her feet around nervously. "Well no. I uhm- I'm sorry to bother you."

"You sure..?" I ask. I swear I'm having deja vu. She smiles awkwardly and starts to explain.

"Its just.. well whatever you've made smells delightful."