"I look forward to hearing what this is about someday,"Angie told the brunette standing in front of her.

Peggy gave a sad smile and promised, "Someday." Peggy leaned in and pulled Angie into a tight hug.

Angie pulled Peggy in as close as she could, burying her face in the other woman's neck, breathing in the way she smelled. They both knew this was probably the last time that they will see one another. Peggy's promise of someday was an empty promise.

Peggy pulled away and reached out to stroke Angie's cheek. She wiped away the younger woman's tears with her thumb, leaning forward and kissing her forehead. "Take care of yourself." She whispered.

"You too, English."

Peggy dropped her hand and moved towards the door. "Pegs," Angie called barely above a whisper as Peggy grasped the doorknob. Peggy turned around to look at Angie, her heart breaking at the tears streaming down Angie's face.

Peggy wanted nothing more than to stay here, to stay with the woman she loved but it was too dangerous. The SSR was too close for comfort and she didn't want to drag Angie into this anymore than she already was. Angie rushed to Peggy and threw her arms around the older woman.

"Please Pegs, don't disappear forever, Come back to me,"Angie begged gripping Peggy's suit tightly.

"When it's safe I'll return,"Peggy promised against her better judgement. She couldn't deny the waitress the things she wanted. The moment she had met Angie at the Automat, she was a goner. As Peggy pulled away she took a pen out of the bag slung over her shoulder and took Angie's hand. "This is Jarvis's number, if you need anything call him. I'll send messages through him when I can."

"Mr. Fancy?" Angie asked. Peggy chuckled, "Yes, Mr. Fancy."

"Where will you go," Angie questioned with a raised eyebrow, knowing Peggy was most likely wouldn't tell her.

"I can't tell you that it's-"

"Too dangerous," Angie interrupted. "Yes too dangerous," Peggy nodded.

Angie took Peggy's face in her hands, her thumbs stroking her cheeks. "Be careful English."

"Don't worry I'll be fine," Peggy said giving Angie a reassuring smile.

Angie looked from Peggy's eyes down to her red lips as she licked her own. Peggy's eyes followed the motion of the younger woman's tongue. Slowly the older woman leaned forward and pressed her lips to Angie's.

Angie let out a slight moan and tangled her fingers in Peggy's silky curls as Peggy's arms locked around her waist. Peggy kissed her as if this was the last time she would ever taste the Waitress's lips. She tried to put everything she felt for Angie into that kiss, hoping that Angie knew how much she cared for her. Peggy pulled back too soon for Angie's liking.

"I have to go," Peggy said sadly, pressing her forehead against Angie's.

"Pegs I…...I," Angie looked down at her shoes unable to finish her sentence. Peggy tilted Angie's head up till their eyes met. She kissed Angie once more and smiled.

"I love you Angela Martinelli."

Angie grinned the grin that Peggy had fallen in love with, a grin that Angie saved only for Peggy.

"Shut up English, you talk too much." Kissing Peggy quickly Angie said, "I love you too Pegs."

They shared another smile then Peggy was out the door. Angie leaned against the closed door, fighting the urge to go after the brunette. Angie looked down at the semi smudged number on her hand and looked around for something to write it down on.

A commotion down the hall caught Angie's attention, followed by the sound of voices. "Oh no, Pegs," Angie whispered running out the door and down the hall where SSR agents were picking Peggy off the ground and handcuffing her.

Upon hearing a gasp from behind her, Peggy used all her strength to fight the heaviness she felt from the poison and slowly turned her head to see Angie standing there with a hand covering her mouth. Peggy watched as Dottie walked over to the waitress and threw an arm around her shoulder. Dottie smirked at the brunette. Rage filled the brunette as Dottie offered Angie comfort.

She tried to call out to Angie, to warn her away from Dottie but nothing came out. Peggy tried to fight against the hold Thompson and Sousa had on her.

"Stop fighting Carter, you're not going anywhere." Sousa grunted when Peggy's elbow connected with his ribs.

Peggy was hauled out of The Griffith and into the back of a police car. She looked over to the entrance of The Griffith, catching Angie's eyes. Angie looked terrified and Peggy wanted nothing more than to hug her and tell her everything would be okay.

Though she wasn't sure everything would actually be okay, she wasn't even sure she could get out of this. Peggy could lie, charm or even fight her way out of almost everything but not this time. This time she was screwed, there was no way she would get out of the SSR headquarters. She would never be able to see Angie again, she would never be able to keep her promise. Peggy tore her eyes away from the Waitress's and looked down at her lap as the car pulled out onto the road.

As Angie watched the car drive away, taking Peggy God knows where, she made a silent promise to do everything she could to save Peggy. She walked back into The Griffith, stopping at the first telephone she saw and dialed the number Peggy had given her.

"Hello," An English voice said on the other end of the telephone. "Mr. Jarvis?"