A/N: another Cartson story for the amazing fans 3 Thank you to all my readers who decided to follow me. These stories a quite longer in chapters compared to my previous story I Love Paris. This also means that there will be longer gap between the chapters.
Chapter 1
Peggy sat in front of Col. Phillips and Howard; they had found a discreet bar downtown.
"Think about it Pegs, you won't get a chance like this at the SSR" Howard said and leaned forward, his arms resting on the table, and his hands folded together.
Col. Phillips nodded in agreement with Howard.
"We can change the world" Col. Phillips said and smiled at her.
Peggy felt a rush of excitement, but she had to admit that it also at some point terrified her. She had normally no problem leaving her comfort zone, but this meant changes.
"I'll think about it," she said and leaned back in her seat.
Peggy sat in the arrived at the SSR, doing her usual greetings to her colleagues at the phones, before she entered the elevator.
She arrived to the office, her heels clicking against the floor, always indicating that she was coming.
Jack sat in a meeting, but could hear Peggy from miles away. His eyes suddenly followed her movements, only partly listening to the conversation that was taking place.
He admired her; he always had, even if he hated to admit it to himself. He admired the confidence in her walk; he watched her as she walked towards her desk and took her seat.
Agent Miller pulled him out of his daze. Wilkes stood by the cupboard, explaining how they were suspecting a mole in their office. Johnson sat beside Miller on his right side.
"Do what you have to do, I trust you guys with the task" Jack said with a pen in his hand, that he had been playing with for the whole meeting, while he was casually leaning back in his chair.
Jack rose from his chair and walked towards his office, making quick stop at Peggy's desk, slamming a file on her desk, startling her.
"Hey, Marge do me a favor and file this" he said and winked at her, waiting for her usual quick remark on how he could go and file it himself.
Instead, there was no comeback, just Peggy looking quickly at him and taking the file without any resistance.
He was surprised, but hid it quite well there was something wrong. The last time she had been this passive was when she tried to prove that Howard Stark was innocent.
He grew suspicious by her behavior, only to shrug and thought it might just be an off day for her. "Hey, Chief are we still up for tonight?" Ramirez asked, as he could not wait to go and find some dames.
"Of course" Jack said and smiled as he patted his friend on his shoulder, before entering his office.
Jack stood at the bar waiting for his fellow male agents, it was their annual night out in the Copacabana.
He sipped his glass of bourbon, scouting. He was always a bit early, it was one of his own principles, and he hated to be late.
He looked to his side, a woman with loose brown curly hair stood with her back to him, he could not help but smile as he gazed her up and down, discreetly of course.
She wore a long black dress, hugging her every curve, and her back revealed, with a simple piece of jewelry hanging down her back.
He smiled and accidentally let his eyes wander on her curves again, as he took another sip of his drink.
"Are you going to keep on staring or are you going to buy me a drink first."
Jack almost choked on his drink as he saw Peggy turn her head to the side looked at him, her red lips pulled into a smile.
"Carter?" He asked and quickly tried to save himself from embarrassment.
"What are you doing here? You do know that a men nights out does not include women right?" He said sternly trying not to offend her, but of course, since he was Jack Thompson, it made it sound like he offended her.
"I do have a life outside the office" she said, and took his drink from him and took the last of his bourbon giving him a wink.
She walked away from him and towards and turned a corner, meeting with a man.
Jack placed the glass on the counter and decided to follow her, until his fellow male agents suddenly stopped him.
"Who was that?" Wallace asked with a grin on his face.
"The great Jack Thompson is only here for 5 minutes and he already has his eyes on a prize, I bet she even gave you her number already" Ramirez, said and puffed Jack with his elbow.
Jack did not answer their question; he just shrugged and smiled as he played along, still keeping an eye for Peggy.
Peggy had turned the corner and smiled, as she was meet with Howard.
"Wow.. Pegs, I must say.. No worries I'm not having naughty thoughts" Howard joked and smiled. Peggy walked past him and shook her head in amusement.
"Okay I might have a little" he said calmly and followed her, to a secret office.
Peggy looked behind her, to make sure no one was following them. She followed Howard. She meet with Col. Phillips and a handful of Agents, only the best they were able to find and trust completely. They were mostly Col. Phillips people.
"Let's start this meeting shall we, we have the zodiacs, Roxon energy corporation and so forth" he said and placed the files on the table.
The establishment was still fragile and new, Peggy informed to stay at the SSR, and not telling anyone of these meetings and of S.H.I.E.L.D's, not yet at least.
They were still gathering extraordinary people and it was not an easy task, so far no one at the SSR were yet a candidate to their field. Peggy had to run them through some tests first, she was thankful that her cover was not completely blown when she bumped into Jack.
She had to admit to herself that he actually looked quite dashing in his attire.
Stop that Peggy
Her mind quickly took over, and hit her into reasoning and staying in the ongoing meeting.
After a few hours when they are, done discussing, Peggy exited the room alone, and walked down the hallway, with a glass of bourbon in her hand. She looked at the time and sighed, it was a long night.
She heard the music getting louder as she reached back to the club, making a quick stop in front of a mirror to, before entering the club again.
Jack's eyes caught on to Peggy fast, as he stood not far from where she was standing, having a conversation with a dame, he particular was not interested in, but pretended to be.
His eyes followed her as she was on her way out of the nightclub, she had reached the dancefloor and Jack lifted a finger at the girl in front of him.
"Excuse me" he said and quickly, left her side and grabbed Peggy by her wrist and slid his arm around her waist, dancing.
Peggy looked at him confused as she followed his lead.
"Hey Marge, I thought you owe me a drink, since you actually took the last of mine." He said and smirked.
"Don't call me that, and as I remember you were the one looking" She stated bluntly and felt his warm hand on her back, touching her skin. Jack had to admit to himself that he enjoyed having her in his arms, and feeling her soft skin against his hand.
His face was not far from her ear, she could feel his breath touching her skin.
"Well, I think you have some explanation to do, to why Howard and you were gone for so long." He whispered to her. Peggy whispered back in his ear.
"Wouldn't you like to know" Her breath tickling his ear.
However, before he could get answer, Peggy suddenly took the lead and swung herself out of his arms, and as she escaped his grip gracefully, she winked and disappeared into the crowd. He had to admit that she was good, it was the first time he had ever seen her this sensual, and it was a different kind of confidence that radiated from her. He had to admit that he liked it, and his heart was beating just a bit faster.
Knock it out Thompson
There again, the voice kept reminding him that this was Peggy Carter, and not just some random dame.
Jack had been watching Peggy is every movement, after their incident at the nightclub; he could not help but shake the feeling that something was not right.
Stretching his look out all the way to the L&L Automat, watching from across the street from his car.
A few days had passed by and there he was again, Jack looked around at the crowd in Copacabana.
He was waiting patiently for a specific person, and she had finally arrived, he slowly and secretly followed her.
Peggy walked in with a red-laced dress, and her hair was up for once. She made her usual stop in front of the bar before, walking away through the dance floor and up the stairs to the hallway, her black heels clicking against the floor.
She could feel it from afar, someone was following her, and she turned a corner and hid against the wall.
Jack followed her and suddenly could not find her; he turned opposite her direction and looked down the hallway. Nevertheless, saw nothing; suddenly he felt a cold metal poking his shoulder.
"Is there a reason to why you're following me Chief Thompson?" Peggy said pointing the gun at him.
Jack raised his hands and turned around.
"Well you tell me Carter you're the one pointing the gun"
His facial expression changed into the quite so serious Jack face.
"Are you our mole again?" Jack asked curiously taking a step in her direction.
"Really? Do you honestly believe that?"
"Well you are the one with the gun pointing at me" he said and pointed with his fingers at the white gun in her hand.
Peggy suddenly heard footsteps, and pushed Jack against the wall, to hide them from view.
"I'm sorry," she said before placing her lips again his, Jack was a bit surprised and after a second of trying to collect his mind, and kissing her back. He suddenly felt quite dizzy and hazy, Peggy pushed him away and saw how his eyes turned, and he mumbled.
"Don't…...be." he even had the audacity to give her a last smirk, before giving in to her sweet dreams lipstick.
His legs had given in, and he leaned up against her, making her unable to move. Peggy saw Howard and sighed.
"Pegs… Come on him? He is an ass!" He pointed and joked
"Well I had to think of something before he blew our cover," she said and Howard helped her with Jack's body.
They carried him into the secret room, and placed him up against a chair, trying to keep his body up and still.
Peggy cuffed his hand against a nearby radiator and let out a sigh, she had to admit that this was not particular part of her equation.
"What are we going to do?" Howard asked. He knew the Col. Phillips was going to be here in a short amount of time, and the rest of the crew.
Peggy shrugged and looked Jack's sleeping face and could not help but feel a bit sorry for him for once.
Howard turned his back to her and sat in a nearby chair trying to figure out if it was a good idea, to let someone like Jack into their or her little organization this soon.
Peggy crossed her arms and placed a hand on her lips, bit surprised by the fact that Jack had kissed her back. She did not expect that he would do so, or the fact that he had even managed to do that.
When Peggy had gotten the taste of her own medicine, was when Dottie had knocked her out. She barely even reacted to the fact that Dottie had kissed her.
Peggy caught herself smile a bit, by the thought of his soft lips.
Peggy Carter, this is Jack Thompson.
"What is going on?"
Peggy turned around to see Col. Phillips, and quickly snapped out of her small second of daydreaming.
~to be continued
A/N: A different take on a Cartson fic, I hope you enjoy reading it. Please remember to leave a review.