A/N: Sorry for the long wait, I just moved from an apartment to a new house, and everything is complete chaos. I spent 1 hour just looking for my toothbrush

Chapter 4

Peggy stood with her back against the wall and pulled her mirror pocket out of her purse, placing it at the edge of the corner of the wall.

"Clear?" Jack whispered as he had his back against the wall as well.

Peggy turned the mirror a bit back and forth before placing it back into her pocket.

"Clear"

Peggy slowly moved down the hallway silently, she was wearing a dark blue pantsuit, and her hair, quickly put up in a messy bun.

Jack wore a grey suit and his tie tucked in between the buttons of his shirt.

Their mission was simple retrieve a file, with the name of the mercenary and get out; it had to be quick and fast without any mistakes.

Slowly they reached a door, and while Peggy was standing guard, Jack quickly picked the lock, until it gave out a satisfying click. He opened the door slowly and signaled her to go in. She entered the room slowly with her gun pointed straight ahead. Jack got on his knees near a wall that lead to an air duct, and Peggy started stripping down her clothes, revealing a black tight suit with the SHIELD logo on her left shoulder.

"I've waited to try this one out" she said with a grin on her face, has she closed the zipper around her neck, and placed her gun in the holster near her waist. She got on her knees and crawled into air duct, Jack backed away and could not help but stare a bit too long at her figure.

"Stop staring Jack, and stare at the door" Peggy hissed and turned to face him before disappearing into the duct. "Can't help it instincts," Jack whispered, he had to admit has weeks had passed by since they first arrived to England, he had gotten to know Peggy more and more, and he actually enjoyed her company.

He quickly got up from the floor and his eyes shifted from the windows to the door, slowly changing every few seconds.

Peggy arrived to a secret room filled with files, she slowly got up on her feet and began going through the drawers, has silently as possible.

She suddenly stopped, when her eyes fell on a familiar name, her heart stopped for a moment and she just stood there in silence.

She could feel a lump in her throat forming, and her thoughts were in a thousand places.

Her thoughts were interrupted, when she heard Jack through her earpiece.

"Marge? Are you okay?"

There was a slight pause.

"Marge?"

"Stop calling me that, and yes I'm coming back now" she hissed and closed the cabinet before heading back the way she came from.

Jack suddenly heard a sound from afar, and has Peggy reentered the room he placed a hand in front of her. She stopped moving, and listened, and heard another sound.

Her eyes quickly turned to the window, and she signaled Jack before opening it silently.

She looked down and sighed, here we go again, Peggy thought herself as she remembered the incident back with Angela covering for her.

She crawled out of the window, and leaned against the wall, and Jack followed. He closed the window. In addition, had placed a small round object, on the lock from his tie to prevent it from closing fully. He then covered her with his body, securing her with a hand on her waist and his other hand holding a drainpipe.

Peggy could smell his cologne, and her eyes quickly wandered from his chest to his face as he had his head turned towards the window, carefully peaking.

He was a handsome man that was something she had to admit, his face turned to her and they stood there for few seconds just looking at each other, until they both heard a noise.

A flashlight was reflected seen from the window and reflecting on the opposite building before disappearing.

Jack leaned towards the window.

"Clear?" Peggy whispered, while having her right hand around his waist to keep her balance.

"Clear" he said before he moved away from her and slipped back into the room.

They arrived back to the apartment and Jack quickly exclaimed how he needed a shower and disappeared into the bathroom. Peggy did not speak a word on the way back to the apartment, her heart was heavy and her head was a bit confused. She tried to collect her thoughts, but quickly decided that whiskey was what could loosen up the situation.

She turned her head as she heard the water running, and slowly changed her clothes. They had gotten used to each other, and there was another sort of respect around their company. She had to admit that she actually enjoyed it, it had been 2 months already, and besides a few discussions, they had maintained their cover, surprisingly longer than Peggy had expected.

Jack had let his beard grow to cover his face more, and she still had her hair dyed strawberry red.

After changing into her nightgown, and covering herself with her robe. She slowly walked over to the kitchen pouring herself a glass of whiskey before placing herself in the couch in the living room.

She looked at the file on the nearby table, before taking another sip. She just sat there nursing her drink, while playing with her rings on her left hand, turning them clockwise and changing it the other way every now and then.

She then took a deep breath, took the file, and leaned back in the couch opening the file.

Her rested at the name for moment, before Jack sat beside her and she quickly closed the file.

"What is bothering the dear Mrs. Taylor since she is hiding something from her beloved husband?"

Peggy could not help but pull a smile it was a game. Something that they had from time to time, and she actually enjoyed it.

"Well Mr. Taylor is quite nosy today, how about a drink instead?" she asked with amusement in her voice.

"Well can't say no to that" Jack said has Peggy got up from her seat and placed the file on the table, before heading over to the kitchen to pour Jack some whiskey.

Peggy knew this mercenary, and she knew that this would blow her cover completely, but she would probably be able to find a way around it as she always did.

Jack looked at the name of the mercenary as Peggy walked in and handed him his whiskey.

"Thank you Darling" he said automatically, and it was not the kind that always made Peggy dislike him, but after two months, it had become a sort of habit. She herself had begun to respond to it, the more they did this "home" the more natural it looked to others on the outside, so this was something they did not intend to happen, but it eventually did, and for some reason it did not bother either of them.

"Fred Wells that sounds awfully familiar" Jack said and took a sip of his whiskey before resting it on his lap.

Peggy leaned back in the couch and rubbed her forehead, but stayed silent.

"Marge? Is there really something you aren't telling me?"

Jack asked with curiosity and worry in his voice. Peggy took finished her drink and could feel the warmth rising to her cheeks.

I should have brought the whole bottle

Peggy sighed and placed her arm on the arms rest, and resting her head against her hand.

"He.. Was my fiancée"

It was hard was always hard to admit that you know the enemy, and even harder when they had been so close to you. Peggy could not help but feel slightly embarrassed by it.

"Are you serious?"

Jack asked placing the file on the table.

"This guy?"

He still could not believe it, and it was hard to believe that Peggy Carter was once an ordinary woman like any other.

Peggy raised her head and her expression said what could I say. Jack could not help but chuckle a little has he took another sip of his whiskey, he had to hear this story, but he knew that she probably needed something more to drink.

He rose to his feet, walked towards the kitchen, and walked a few minutes later back into the living room with a bottle of whiskey.

He placed his own glass on the table, which was empty and filled it up, then filled hers, handing it to her with a smile.

"I never imagined that you were that type of girl Marge"

Jack said and sat back down in the couch, with his drink. Peggy sighed and took a large gulp, before resting the glass on her lap, holding it with both her hands.

"I was 19, and it was back when I worked at Bletchley Park"

For some reason she ended up by telling him everything, from Michael's actions under her engagement party, about Fred views and how she agreed to it at the time, and to the way, she left Fred to join S.O.E.

This side of her surprised Jack, but fascinated at the same time, as time passed they had almost emptied the bottle, and they were both quite drunk.

"You know, I admire you. I know I can come as…"

Peggy suddenly cut off Jack.

"An asshole"

Peggy said with a smile, and her cheeks was striking red, she leaned against his body and laughed as she sunk even deeper into the couch with her drink.

"I was going to say strict, but now that you put it that way"

He said and struck a quite serious face in her direction.

"I'm sorry"

Suddenly left his mouth, a sentence Peggy never expected to hear from him. It made her heart flutter and she quickly took the rest of her drink and threw him a soft smile.

"It's okay"

Peggy said and placed her glass on the nearby table and leaned back again.

She looked up at Jack, and her eyes fell again on his features, he was quite handsome, and his blue eyes was quite fascinating, they had a way to draw her into him. His beard suited him, and she had to admit that it looked good on him; it was like seeing another side of him a more relaxed Jack Thompson.

"No one is perfect anyway" she stated and leaned her head against his shoulder, and threw her feet up in the couch, slowly dozing off, and her whole world was spinning.

Jack has only reaction was kissing her head, as he could feel how her body started to become relaxed and her breath started to become longer and more heavy.

"Thank you Peggy" He whispered and wrapped an arm around her sleeping body, before leaning his head back and dozing off himself, he knew quite well that his body would probably be sore tomorrow morning, but he did not dare to move.

For a moment he did not mind staying like this for some time, he knew that this was only a mission, but he probably deep down longed for this.

A home, a wife, stability.

Neither of them could afford this kind of luxury, with their line of work.

So for now, he just enjoyed the moment.

~To be continued

A/N: I bit longer chapter for you people, since I was not able to post one last week, as I said. Therefore, I am trying to compensate for that by making this chapter longer :)