"Okay Peggy, let me see your stitches." Doctor Erskine said.

I lifted up my loose tank top and he began unwrapping the bandages. Once unwrapped he looked at them.

"Mr. Stark here has done a great job taking care of you." Doctor Erskine said. "The stitches look great and you are healing fast."

I nodded. "When will I be able to go back to school?" I was tired of doing all my work at home under Jake's careful eye.

"Maybe in two days when the stitches are out and when your feaver goes away compleatly. Because you can't go to school with a feaver you know." He chuckled. "Come back in tomorrow and I'll see if I can take them out."

I nodded. "Thank you. I never thought in a million years that I would be stabbed." I nodded to Jake who picked me up and put me in my wheelchair.

"It can happen to anyone." Doctor Erskine said. "Exspecialy who you are."

Jake smiled. "Thank you."

My Dad shook hands with him again and Jake started wheeling me out the door. "Peggy, you have the best doctor anyone can ask for." My Dad said and opened the car door so that Jake could lift me in it.

"I know, if it wasn't for his family, I wouldn't be here." I said and buckled my seat belt.

"And Jake's family too." Dad said.

Jake blushed and then turned to me. "Should we call them and give them an update?"

I nodded. "Here use my phone."

"God Peggy, you're really instagram popular." Jake said and went into my contacts to call Sophie. He put it on speeker phone.

"Peggy? Guys shut up it's Peggy!" We heard Sophie yell.

"Hey Sophie, are you guys out of school?" I ask.

"Yeah, we're walking home right now. How was the doctors?" Sophie asks.

"Good, I have to go back in tomorrow, the stitches didn't come out." I said.

"Damn, I mean darn!" Sophie said quickly. "Here, Anna wants to talk to you."

There was some rustling before Anna picked up. "Hey Peggy! Please tell me you're not going to die."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not going to die. The stitches will come out in a couple of days."

I heard Anna breath a sigh of relief. "Good, Rylen has been talking smack about you all day."

I swallowed a lump in my throat. "Like what? What is she saying?" My voice was tiny.

"You really want to know? Take it off speeker." Anna said.

I did and held it up to my ear. "Okay, tell me."

Anna took a deep breath. "She was saying that you were so weak that you couldn't even deflect the knife. She could beat you in a fight because at the last fight she wasn't ready. She said that you and Jake were so pathetic together that it made her fifteen boyfriends look special. She also said-"

"Okay, that enough." My chest tightend with anger. "I've got to go." I said. "I'll talk to you later.

"Okay, bye." Anna hung up.

I twisted the ring around my neck. You can insult me but don't insult Jake.

"Peggy? Are you okay?" Jake asked me.

I nodded as Dad pulled into the driveway and ran around to open the door while Jake got my wheelchair.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jake said and lifted me into the chair.

"I'm fine." My voice was scratchy like I had been smoking.

Jake wheeled me into the house. "No you're not. What's wrong?" He lifted me onto the couch. "Does your side hurt?" He asked. "I could get you some-"

"Rylen said I'm so weak that I couldn't deflect the knife. Me and you are so pathetic that it makes her fifteen boyfriends look special. She could beat me in a fight because at the last fight she wasn't ready." I suddenly blurted out. "No, I'm not fine actually."

Jake's jaw dropped. "She actually said that?" He knealt beside the couch.

I nodded. "What does she want from me?" I started crying.

Jake sat on the couch and pulled me onto his lap. "He's jealous."

I looked up. "What?"

"You have a good Dad, a nice boyfriend. You're a hero and you get all the attention because of where you come from."

"Do you think I wanted all this?" I sobbed into his nice plaid shirt.

"Who does? My Dad has anxiety because of the war. Uncle Bruce used to be suicidal. Bucky tried to commit suicide because of his past." He played with the end of my braid. "Who said we're perfect?"

I cried. "Society! Rylen, school! Everybody that doesn't know our back storys!" I sobbed even harder.

Jake didn't even try and respond to that. I sobbed myself to sleep in his arms and he laid me down on the couch and covered me with a thick blanket.

I had a dream tha Rylen was actually beating me in a fight and she took out a knife while I was on the ground and stabbed me again in the side. She continued to stab me over an over again. And then I woke up.

I woke up gasping for air like you would comeing out of a swiming pool.

"Whoa, it's just a dream." Jake was knealing beside me and hugged me.

I cried in his arms. "She stabbed me." I said and told him about my dream.

"It was just a dream." Jake kept repeating.

I cried my self dry in Jake's shirt and he wrapped the two of us up in the blanket and turned on the TV to the news.

"And here we see hundreds of fans making cards for Margaret Rogers who was stabbed her a couple weeks ago. I talked to a few people who said they don't admire her for who her Dad is, they admire her for her courage and her leadership. And back to the weather with you Daniel." The News report said.

I sat up and watch everyone light candles or put flowers or cards by that alleyway and it suddenly gave me hope to keep going.

Jake smiled. "See Peggy, there are a lot of people who admire you for just being you."

I laughed and then sobbed. "Jake, I love you. You saved me."

Jake smiled and stood up. "Do you want to try walking?"

I nodded. "Yeah."

He helped me stand up and he crossed he livingroom. "Okay, walk to me."

I took one step and black exploded in my eyes and I crumpled to the ground.

"Peggy!" Jake rushed foreward and caught me right before I hit the ground.

"I'm fine." I joked.

Jake gave me a stern look and then it melted. "Maybe walking isn't a good idea."

"No shit sherlock." I coughed and he set me on the couch. "Are they comeing today?"

Jake clicked on his phone. "Yeah, Lucas says they're on their way because they waited for us to come home."

I took a long drink of water and wiped my mouth. "Okay." I pulled the blanket around me. "Can you make me soup?"

Jake smiled. "Sure." He got up and walked into the kitchen to start making me my soup.

The doorbell rang. "Come in!" I yelled and everyone bursts in.

Sophie and Anna rushed to my side. "Peggy! How are you?" Anna asked.

"Well, I tried walking and I almost passed out, so other then that good." I said. I felt an ache in my side. "More blue pills!" I yelled to Jake.

Jake came in with a glass of ice water and my favorite blue pill. "Here you go." He said and watched me swallow it.

"Thanks." I said and he went back into the kitchen with Skaar and Lucas on his heels.

"You almost passed out?" Sophie said.

"Yeah, walking isn't a great idea." I said and hugged the blanket more closely.

"No shit sherlock." Anna said.

"That's what I said!" I said.

Sophie laughed. "Guess what?" She squealed.

"What?" I asked.

"Eddie asked me out for dinner!" Sophie said.

I propped myself up on my elbows. "Never in my lifetime would I think that I would be talking about dates with Sophie Barton." I noticed her hair. "You wore it down today! And straightend it!" I touched the flat ironed red hair.

Sophie blushed. "We held hands today and it made me think of my apperence."

I sighed. "Sophie, he fell in love with the girl that wore her hair up all the time, and it was curly. And you held hands?"

If possible, Sophie blushed even a deeper red. "Maybe."

We all laughed. "So, everyone is in a relationship except for Lucas, does he have a crush?" I asked Sophie.

"Well." She said. "He's always looking at this girl Evelyn at archary practice."

"Oooh." Was chourused from the girls.

"Wait, Evelyn Yoder?" Anna asked. "She's in my math class."

"Yeah." Sophie said and something beeped on her phone. "Crap, Lucas we've got to go to archary!" Sophie yelled.

Lucas stomped out while muttering something in russion. "Bye Peggy, feel better." They both hugged me and ran outside.

Anna smiled. "Skaar's taking me out to dinner tonight. I've got to go get ready." She hugged me. "Feel better." She tugged on my braid and her and Skaar walked out the door, hand in hand.

Jake came in after they left with a bowl of hot soup. "Here you go. It's hot." Jake flopped down on the couch next to me. "Your doctors appointment is at ten tomorrow to see if you get the stitches out."

I nodded and slurped up a noodle. "So if I have no feaver, I can go to school. If I get them out."

Jake nodded. "And if they don't start bleeding in class. You can go even if you don't get them out."

I set down my almost empty bowl. "That depends if I don't bitch slap Rylen."

Jake took my hand. "Margaret Sarah Rogers! You are a junior and high school and that means no bitch slapping anyone!" He did the best impression of my Dad. "You can just back hand her or run over her foot with your wheelchair." He said quieter.

I laughed and picked up my bowl again to finish it. The warm soup in my belly made me all tired. I wrapped me and Jake in the blanket and fell asleep.

"Jake." I heard in the middle of the night. "How's she doing?" It was my Dad.

Jake shifted beside me. "She's doing great. Can't walk though, she almost passed out."

My Dad sighed. "That's okay. She'll get it in maybe a week. I'm going to bed, goodnight." He kissed my forehead and walked away.

Jake tightned his grip on my waist and drew the blanket tighter around us and I fell asleep again.

A couple hours later, Jake woke me up. "Peggy, baby time to get up." Jake pressed his lips to that place behind my ear.

I moaned. "Blue pill."