Over the next two days Peggy was kept busy by Steve. He helped her catch up on everything. He told her about the Avengers, about New York, about Hydra, Shield and Bucky. He gave her every detail about the fall of the triskelion, and he told her about Ultron and Sokovia. Peggy wasn't entirely surprised by the origins Ultron. If anyone were to unleash an evil robot army upon humanity by accident it would be a Stark. Steve didn't just tell her about what had happened since he had been thawed. He tried his best to relay every bit of history that had happened since the forties had ended. Peggy was amazed. She particularly liked the fact that races were no longer separated, although Steve did tell her that true equality had yet to be achieved.
Steve rented some movies for them to watch while they waited for Peggy to be released. He showed her Star Wars, Harry Potter, and a handful of Disney movies. Peggy quite liked the Harry Potter series and was astounded by the effects. She was fine with Star Wars and The Disney movies where only okay. What she really liked was watching Steve's face as he watched the animated films. Maybe it was because he was an artist, or maybe it was because he just had a more apt sense of whimsy than herself, but as he watched a princess and a beast waltz around a ballroom whilst being serenaded by a teapot his eyes glowed and he wore what Peggy considered to be a rather stupid grin. None the less, it made her smile as well. It was during one of these times that it occurred to her how very much she had missed him.
Steve stayed by her side the whole time. Even when she flat-out told him to leave and get some rest. He explained that he had been with her from the moment they had found her and he wasn't planning on going anywhere. It occurred to Peggy about an hour before her release, that she had nowhere to stay.
"Steve?" She asked, interrupting him mid-sentence. "I've only just now realized that I don't have a home to go to when I am released."
Steve's brow furrowed, indicating that he hadn't thought about it either. Then he came up with a solution. "Do you want to stay with me?" He asked her gingerly.
Peggy thought about it a moment. It did seem to be the most logical option. "Have you got a guestroom then?" She asked.
"Nah I'll sleep on the couch. You can have the bed." He smiled.
An hour later, Peggy signed some papers and was wheeled out of the hospital, much to her humiliation. She was shocked to see that Steve had a car, and was driving it. She warily got into the passenger's seat and shut the door.
"Oh, Steven Rogers you are in trouble." She said with a smirk. Steve looked confused and then he remembered.
"They gave me a driver's license when I thawed out." He said defensively.
"But did they teach you how to drive?" Peggy raised an eyebrow.
"I knew how to drive before; I just couldn't do it legally." He tried to rationalize.
"You drive me crazy." Peggy winced at her own horrible pun. "Well then Mr. Driver, Drive!" she gestured for him to go.
"Not until you put on your seatbelt." He explained. "Up there." He pointed to the shoulder harness, remembering that Peggy had probably never seen a seatbelt in a car before. Peggy gave a nod and grabbed the seatbelt to her right with her right hand. She pulled it down and attempted to buckle it in, but her left arm's large cast was in the way.
"Steve, would you mind um…" Peggy trailed off as Steve jumped into action. He took the seatbelt from her and carefully slid it under the plastered arm that Peggy held aloft with her free hand.
"Now pull it to tighten it." Steve said. Peggy wasn't sure what part he was talking about so she took a guess. She first tried pulling the upper part down. That was met with a "No." from Steve. Next she tried pulling the lower part down, that was met with a negative response as well. Obviously fed up, Steve unbuckled his own seatbelt and reached over and pulled the upper part of Peggy's up. In the process he lost his grip and fell sideways. He managed to catch himself before landing on Peggy's bad arm, but only by a couple of inches. They were face to face. Peggy leaned forward slightly and ever-so-gently placed her lips on Steve's. It was the warmest, softest, most tender kiss that either of them had experienced, and the first real kiss that the two had shared. After breaking away naturally Steve slid back into his seat and buckled in again. They spent the car ride silent. But it was not an uncomfortable silence. They felt so synchronized with one another that it was almost as if no words were needed.