Chapter 7

By: MysticFantasy

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Peggy looked at the large room and took in the pure luxury of it. Never having seen such a fabulously decorated room in her life.

The couch and furniture were set in cream and white colors that matched the white carpet and walls.

There was a fully equiped kitchen, a large private bathroom, a large walk-in closet filled with dozens of pieces of beautiful clothing.

Peggy almost felt like she was in a palace being treated like a queen.

"The entire floor is yours to do with as you please." Tony stated. "And Jarvis will help you with anything you need."

"Who's Jarvis?" Peggy asked.

"I am Jarvis, Miss Carter." a voice answered out of nowhere.

"Jarvis is like an invisible butler but he's a computer AI. He can answer questions, give his opinion like he has with me so many times before..."

"For your benefit, sir." the voice stated.

"It may take a while to get use to though." Tony said.

"I'm sure Steve was the same way."

"Better beleive it. Our fearless leader nearly jumped out of his skin when he first met Jarvis." Tony mused. "So, I'll let you get use to your new accomodations. If you need any of us, we're all usually on the common floor making fun of each other. Dinner is at six. So be hungry because it's going to be a big meal to celebrate having a new friend in our lives."

Peggy was about to say something against a celebration on her behalf but Tony cut her off.

"And don't say that we shouldn't." he declared. "My dad told me a lot about you and our favorite super soldier. You deserve something in your honor. You did a lot during the war and should be rewarded for all of that hard work."

"You're as determined as your father. You go for something and barely listen to what anyone says."

Tony smirked at the comment.

"I'll see you in a while then." he said before quietly leaving.

Once he was gone, Peggy turned back to look at her new home. She had expected a small aprartment to live in but this was beyond anything she ever expected.

She went to the large closet and looked at all of the clothes. There were beautiful dresses and shoes that she was sure a single one cost more than she ever made serving in the army.

The dresses were modest and some were styled in the fashion that she knew from the forties. Which she was grateful for.

She'd seen the way that women were dressed on the helicarrier and wasn't sure if she would ever dare wear anything like that. Then on the way to the tower, she had been more amazed that women dressed in the same manner of tight and showing clothes.

Fashion was just one of the things that had changed so much. So she was glad that Howard's son provided her with clothes that she would be comfortable with.

Knock, knock.

Leaving the closet, Peggy walked toward the door of her quite and looked through the peephole. She was a little surprised to see Natasha Romanoff standing on the other side of the door.

Taking in a deep breath and slowly letting it out, Peggy opened the door.

"Ms. Romanoff," she greeted.

"Agent Carter." Natasha greeted in return. "I was hoping that we could have a serious talk in private."

"Of course. Please, come in." Peggy answered and allowed Natasha in. Once she was inside, Peggy closed the door.

"Jarvis, if anyone comes this way, please inform them that we are not to be disturbed." Natasha ordered.

"As you wish, Ms. Romanoff."

The two women went into the dinning area where Peggy sat at the head of the table with Natasha to her right.

"Has everything been settling alright for you?" Natasha asked.

"Mostly." Peggy answered. "Getting use to being in a new time will take some getting use to."

Natasha lightly sighed.

"I'm going to get to the point of this conversation." she said. "I'm sure that you're still wondering about Steve."

Peggy remained silent.

"I'm sure you're upset that he was able to move on and start a relationship with someone."

"I'm not upset. I thought that Steve had died in that plane crash all those years ago. I never expected him to have survived and start a new life." Peggy replied.

"So, are you upset that he's in a relationship with me?"

Peggy lightly sighed.

"I would be lying if I said I wasn't upset in some way." she answered. "I had always thought that Steve and I would have a life together after the war. When he never returned, I had wanted to join him in the land of the dead but Howard Stark wouldn't allow me to do such a thing. When his little project came up, I volunteered because I didn't care what happened to myself. When I first awoke and was told that Steve was alive, my first thought was if he would be happy to see me and if we could try to have that life together."

"And when you learned that he was in a relationship?"

"I was upset and a little envious." the older woman answered honestly.

Natasha sat a little straighter hearing her answer.

"And are you able to accept that he's with someone?"

"Not fully." Peggy answered. "It's nothing personal against you. I just thought that I was the only one that Steve wanted to be with."

"He wanted to." Natasha stated. "After the rest of us got to know him a little better, we learned that the reason he hadn't started dating in this time was because he was so upset that he never got to be with you. We helped him try to overcome that pain. It hasn't totally left him but he's gotten better. Then he and I started to spend more time together and then...we started dating. After a while, I started to notice that his pain grew less but I know that hadn't forgotten about you and the life that you both could have had."

"I guess, now that he's with you, he's forgotten about the dance we were suppose to have."

"He hasn't." Natasha answered.

Peggy looked up at the red haried woman.

"He still wants that dance and I'm not going to stop you both from having it. He made you that promise and he wants to keep it. I'm not going to keep him from keeping that promise."

"Does he know how to dance?"

"I taught him." Natasha answered and saw the upset look in Peggy's eyes. "It was during one of our dates that he admitted he can't dance. I started showing him how the next day."

"It seems that you've taught him everything that I was going to help him learn." the brunette woman said.

"He thought you were gone all this time. Just the same way you thought he had died. He learned that he needed to overcome his past in order to get use to this new century. The others and I helped him. I admit that I had a crush on him since we first met and I guess I just went for it."

"I'm glad that you're happy together." Peggy said with a slight tone of distaste in her voice.

Natasha went a little rigid at her tone.

"If you don't like that I'm with Steve, just say it." she said.

"What can I say? It's Steve's choice. Not mine. I admit that I had a chance to be with him and that I should have done so when I had that chance. Even if I had, it would just be the same situation it is now."

"Probably. But more intense." Natasha answered. "We're both in his heart and he loves us both but we can't make him watch us fight for him. He's not something that we can fight for and win."

"I know." Peggy stated. "But, I am going to try to see how he still feels about me. I just don't want to get him upset and thinking that I want to seperate you two."

"I understand that you want to know how he feels and, like I said, I'm not going to keep you from having that dance you were meant to have back then. But I will say this. If you try to tear us apart for your own gain, there will be a few problems. I want us to be able to get along for Steve's sake."

"I want that too." Peggy said.

"Then please, for Steve, let's try to be...friends."

"Yes. We can try."