Hello my darlings! Wow a lot has happened since my last update. I began and caught up with Agent Carter (Boy I sure am multishipping trash), I got recast into a bigger role for my school play (The reason why I haven't been able to write), I got assigned 6 different projects, and I have developed multiple ideas for fanfics! So tomorrow I will try to pump out a heap load of fanfics. I was supposed to do that tonight but tonight I didn't get home til 11 so I'm pooped. So enjoy this little ficlet of my idea of Daniel's point of view at the end of The Atomic Job

Rapid Breaths and Halting Hearts

Daniel's breath sucks from his body as he watches Peggy plummet from the sky. The sound of her body hitting the dead weight of whatever was beneath her resounds through the room with a sickening thud. She hadn't fallen far but it only took the wrong angle for something to go horribly wrong. Boxes hide her from his eyesight forcing him to rush towards her in a panic.

"Peggy!" He moves as quick as he can with his crutch a dull ache already settling on the stump. The pain quickly becomes the last thought on his mind when his eyes settle upon his partner. "Peggy!" Pieces of rebar surround her except for one pierced through her side. His heart leaps to his throat as he drops to his knees. "Oh god…" Her blood is already beginning to pool through the fabric covering the metal stuck within her. His heart breaks as her quick breathing settles into soft whimpers of pain. "Peggy stay calm." He bids quietly his hands clutching at the wound trying to halt the bleeding. "Stay calm…" He whispers more to himself than to her. "Just stay calm…"

She only answers with a slight nod and a grunt of pain. His hand shakes as he reaches for his walkie talkie stuck in his pants loop.

"Jarvis?" He calls, his voice tremoring as his free hand covers hers trying to soothe her.

"Is there something wrong sir?" The voice answers.

"Peggy's hurt." The line goes dead on the other side. It does not take long before he hears the echo of heavy shoes behind him.

"Oh god." The butler freezes at the entrance, eyes wide in horror as he eyes her.

"We need to get her up. Quickly." He states. Within a blink Jarvis is by his side, arms tucked beneath Peggy's body. "I'm sorry Peg." He whispers before lifting her. The agonized scream is more painful than all of the whimpers combined. Maybe because he knows it's his fault. It's his fault she's hurt. He shouldn't have let her go alone. She trembles in their arms as they settle her back down. Her head lulls as the two of them support her on both sides. "Come on Peg. I need you to stay awake." He pleads as they practically drag her away.

Rose sits at the wheel, her eyes flashing back to Peggy as they climb inside.

"Quicky. To the nearest hospital." Jarvis states.

"No!" Peggy jerks in his arms before letting out a long groan of pain. Blood pools into his fingers, beginning to soak through the fabric he has pressed against the wound.

"Sh." He clutches her tightly as her head hits his shoulder. "No hospitals."

"Where shall we go then?" Rose asks glancing in the back seat mirror every few seconds.

"Just drive. I'll give you directions." Daniel's heart stops when he feels Peggy relax against him, her skin becoming more pale than it already was. Despite her time in California it did not change her fair skin. Even her lips, once painted a daring red, were beginning to fade into a dusty pink shade. "No, no." His fingers grip her shoulders lightly shaking her. "Peggy I need you to stay awake."

"No hospitals…" She breathes tiredly against the fabric of his shirt.

"I promise but you need to stay awake for me. Come on. Tell me about Steve." His heart breaks for the request. She hardly ever talked about him. In fact, she had given one interview about him then tried to avoid the topic all together. He spent so long trying to get her to open to him. The only thing that stood in his way was a dead man. Sweat begins beading her forehead causing him to bite his lip in worry. "Turn right!"

"He was a good man." She begins she shivers as she settles against him. Soon her entire body is wracked with uncontrollable tremoring. "He was always so kind." A smile pulls at her lips. "He was a good soldier. He always listened and obeyed..."

"Good. Good. What about Jarvis? Tell me about Jarvis." He demands as her head begins to tilt once again.

"He's a marvelous man. Incredibly loyal and brave." A laugh bubbles against her lips before separating into a groan. "Even if he can't handle simple wildlife." He sees the man smiling sadly out of the corner of his eyes. He swallows heavily trying not to think of the possibility that may be the last laugh that leaves her lips.

"Left!" And Rose?"

"She's an outstanding fighter. I trust her. I trust her… I trust you." She drags on.

"Come on Peggy we're almost there. I need you to stay awake." Sweat drips down her face as she pants against the pain. She forces herself to sit up straight, eyes focused forwards. She's so strong, he muses.

"Chief where are we headed exactly?" Rose questions.

"It'll be on your right." He states eyes peering through the darkness to attempt to see the houses. "Stop!" With the assistance of Jarvis he drags Peggy out of the car and limps towards the door. He knocks roughly begging her to answer. The door swings open as his frantic eyes meet the one's of his exhausted fiancee.

"What happened?" Violet cries as they usher her inside.

"She fell." He explains shortly. It isn't exactly a lie though it still feels foreign on his tongue.

"Over there!" Jarvis points slightly to the couch over Peggy's whimpers of pain.

"She needs to go to the hospital!" Violet reasons chasing after them.

"No! No hospitals!" Peggy snaps before groaning loudly.

"It's okay Peg. No hospitals. I promise." Except he couldn't. If Violet couldn't save her then he'd have no choice. He can't lose her he simply can't.

"A hospital would be extremely unsafe." His heart lurches as Peggy sobs as Jarvis lowers her onto the couch carefully. "There are very powerful people after her." The butler emphasizes.

"Peggy stay calm." His fingers grip her arm. He has to know she's still there. He has to be sure she hasn't disappeared. She's not dead yet. She can still be saved. His eyes train on her pained face wishing he could relieve her pain. She hisses through her teeth trying to calm her breathing. It should have been him. She shouldn't be dying right now. She's dying… All he can do is watch in horror as she nearly cries her way through this. It's so wrong because this isn't Peggy. She isn't weak or fragile yet she is dying. But the most shocking thing is, she is terrified. So is he..

"Daniel…" He hears a voice calling for him but he cannot pull his eyes away. "Daniel! I need linens. Go to the cupboard and grab the old sheets." Violet's commanding tone snaps him out of his thoughts. No. He can still do this. He can still help her.

"Right… Sorry." He pushes himself up before hobbling off to the other room. He scrummages through the cupboard searching all he can. Suddenly a scream rips throughout the house shattering his heart.

It takes all of his willpower not to scream with her.