Just as soon as Howard set Peggy down, she vomited everywhere. It was gut-wrenching; she thought she was dying.

And that's because she was.

"Come on, over here!" said Howard. "There's a cryogenic chamber!"

"A bloody what?"

"Just come here!"

Peggy hobbled over and followed him to the back of the lab. There was a large machine, equivalent to that of a refrigerator.

"Howard, there are Hydra spies! They've been undercover, working for us for months! You-you need to warn everyone!"

"I will take care of that later. Right now, I have to take care of you."

Howard tugged on the door handle, pulling with all of his might. She stepped up and he helped her inside. It was freezing.

"What's the purpose of this, again?" she asked.

"To kill the poison," said Howard. "It's the only way."

"The only way?" Peggy screeched. "Couldn't you make an antidote or something?"

"I could, but we don't have time. The poison is setting in."

He shut the door. Conveniently, there was a little window showcasing Peggy's face. She scowled at him.

"How do you feel?"

"Frosty."

"Yes, it is cold," he said. "I'm going to turn it on, and then you'll start to feel the cold intensify. That means it's working. We just need to keep you in there until the poison is gone."

"How long will that take?"

"I'm not sure," he said. "But I'll come back for you."

He flipped a switch to his left and turned to go.

"Howard!"

"It's okay, Peggy. But if what you said is true, and we do have Hydra spies in our organization, I need to go patch things up." He smiled. "You'll be safe here."

He ran out.

"Howard!" she screamed. "Howard!"

She started to cry. She was so worried something would happen to him. What if he was killed? What would she do without him?

Peggy's tears froze to her face, and she started to get really cold again. It's working, she thought. I'm not going to die.

She started to cry again. A pair erected in her stomach. It kept getting stronger. She felt sick to her stomach.

She tried to ignore it, so she thought back to what Howard had said. About it being okay to not let Steve go. She thought about the Brooklyn Bridge, and that one vial of Steve's blood she'd had left.

Steve. Those were happy memories.

Good thoughts, Peg. Good thoughts. Ignore the pain, I'm sure it's just one of the side effects.

She started to think about Steve again, and how she had taken his ring off after he'd died. She hadn't wanted to, but it was the only way she felt she could move on.

Her recollection was interrupted by the pain in her abdomen.

She felt like she needed to vomit again. Why did she keep vomiting? She must be really si—

Pregnant.

Peggy was pregnant.

That's why she had been vomiting so much, that's why she always felt sick.

"Bloody hell!" she squeaked.

She was pregnant, with Steve's child. Oh, God. And the baby! Would it be okay? She wasn't going to be in this giant refrigerator for long. It wouldn't hurt the baby.

She cried. "The baby," she said.

Peggy sobbed, and banged on the glass of the machine.

"Howard!" she screamed. "Howard!"

Suddenly, as if on cue, Howard came running around the corner.

"Howard!?"

He was covered in dirt and debris, and his face was beet red, his eyes wild. He put his face up against the glass.

"It's all right, Peg, everything's okay! They destroyed S.H.I.E.L.D., Peggy! Hydra blew up our facility! Everyone's evacuated, but we lost a lot of information. It's nothing we can't replace, I'm sure. Are you okay?"

"I'm pregnant," Peggy blurted out.

"What?"

"I think I'm pregnant." She wiped her tears away. "That would explain why I've been feeling sick and vomiting like mad."

"Jesus! Peggy," Howard mused. "You're pregnant!" He smiled real big.

"I know!" She smiled too, crying.

Howard started to cry, too.

"Everything is going to be all right, doll! Don't you worry! Once all of this blows over, Maria and I are going to take care of you. We're going to get married and then live in Italy, and you can live with us. You and your baby. We'll take care of you, I promise."

"Howard.."

"I know, it isn't going to be easy. But even if we have to completely scratch S.H.I.E.L.D., it's going to be all right. I will take care of you."

They cried together and Peggy rested her forehead against the glass. Howard kissed it.

"I love you, Peg."

"I love you, too," she cried.

"I have to go, but I'm gonna be right back for you, okay? I promise!" He touched the glass one more time, and turned around and ran.

"Howard.." Peggy whispered, closing her eyes.

That was the last time she'd ever see him.