Agent Carter Fanfiction One Shot
Los Angeles
Los Angeles was pretty, sunshine present day in day out, warm weather and beaches. It looked like heaven on earth, but Peggy knew better. After everything that had happened in New York City with Starks inventions and Leviathan it was way to quiet.
She worked in Los Angeles as an Agent just like she had done a year earlier. She still was treated less than her male co workers, but it was better than before. She got far more fair treatment and felt more worthy since she worked at the SSR in Los Angeles.
Her male co workers seemed to be more open minded to women working on the field, even that some are still against it and see it as something men should do instead of women.
"Our suspect is in custody, thanks to Agent Carter's excellent work." He looked at her as he talked. "And that of the whole team. I want you, Agent Brandon to interrogate Mister Ibrahimovic. Carter, you need to do some file work, we need the files on our desks tonight."
"I may must object. I want to do the interrogation. I brought him in." She looked over at her boss. One hand on her hip and the expression present on her face that said and?
"Okay, Carter go with him." He said and picked up his files. "Carter." She was almost out of the room when she heard her boss call her. She turned around. "The files. Do them once you're done." She smiled and took the files from him. "I will sir. Thank you sir." And she walked out of the room towards the interrogation room number four.
She stepped in, her co worker Agent Brandon already sat on a chair. On the opposite sat a man, a man with black straight hair, a big nose, and brown eyes with the shine of anger present in them.
Peggy looked at the man. She wanted to know why he killed those people at the convention a few days ago. She did take place on the chair and asked him questions. "Where is she, where is Miss Underwood?" No answer came from the man. He just looked her straight in the eyes, a smirk grossed his face.
Agent Brandon spoke up. "I will break your fingers if you do not tell us the information we want to know." She looked over at him. "Let go of his hand right bloody now." Anger was present in her voice. She didn't needed someone who can't contol his temper most of the time.
Brandon looked over at her and did let go of the hand of the subject. "Tell us where she is. We will not ask it again sir." He said angrily. "I. Say. Nothing." Brandon stood up fast and stormed out of the room.
Serioulsly? Did she thought to herself while rolling her eyes. "He got a bit temper." she punched the suspect in the face. "We go talk later again. Enjoy your tea." She stood up and walked out of the room, closed the door behind her.
She saw Brandon and walked to him. "Brandon what the bloody hell was that in there? You have some seriously anger issues." She stood before him now. The files where in her hands. She still needed to work on the files.
"It was my interrogation but you had to intervene and be part of it. I don't listen to you. I don't listen to a woman." She couldn't believe he just said that. She looked him straight in the eyes.
She was angry now, but still was able to control her the anger that was now boiling inside her skin, under the surface. After all the shit she had been through in the SRR in New York City does she got this now. While she is in the SSR Los Angeles for seven months.
"Deal with it Brandon. Women can do the same job as their male counterparts." She put one file on his desk. "Your file, you are verywelcome Brandon." She did turn around and did go to her desk on the other side of the room.
Once all the files were done her work day was over. She waited in are staurant while she drank some tea. "Hello Miss Carter." Edwin Jarvis stood next to her. "Hello Mister Jarvis." They smiled at each other and he took place on the opposite of the table.
"Why are you in the city Mister Jarvis?" she asked him. She wanted to know why he is here now. "Mister Stark asked me to come looking for you, so I did as was required." He took of his hood and put it next to him on the red leather bench.
"And for what are you visiting?" she wanted to know why he was here, why Howard wanted them to meet again. She had a lot of questions that of course needed answers.
"You remeber Leviathan?" That did catch her attention immediately. "How could I possibly forget that Mister Jarvis. The people with the thing on their throats, Howard's bad inventions being sold on the black market and all that what happened."
Jarvis shook is head in understanding. "Very good. I heard from Mister Stark that your ex colleague Agent Sousa will come to Los Angeles to help find that horrible woman with the SSR." she did not expected to hear that.
She looked at him, suprise on her face. "Delightful." And she smiled a small smile. She took another sip of her tea that got colder by the minute in the pink tea cup. She hadn't seen Sousa in months. She rememberd he was always kind to her, understood her in some way.
That is when she thought of Thompson. "What about Thompson. Is he coming?" She did put the now empty cup down on the table in front of her.
"I can't remember… but he may would possibly be transferred as well." She just shook her head in understanding. "We shall see if he will come as well, now show me the papers of the SSR that you got." He looked at her, confused. "Come on. I see them in your suitcase. Now let's get ready to work."
