A/N: 100 word drabble prompt from an anon; Angie had a baby when she was younger, her mother is raising him/her as her own child, but Peggy finds out the truth (in the end she loves Angie no less). (Really, 100 words is not enough! But I still tried!) Thanks!
"So she's..."
Angie concentrated on the fireplace. Her fingernails dug into her biceps. "Yes."
"...Not your sister."
"Just had to make that clear, huh?" Angie almost snarked. She couldn't look at Peggy.
Peggy sighed, sitting down next to her. She took Angie's hand. Studied her. "I'm sure you had your reasons."
"See a wedding ring on me?"
"Angie."
Angie quieted.
"That's not what I meant."
"I know."
Peggy exhaled. "Look at me," she murmured.
Angie winced.
"I understand." Leaning in, Peggy softly kissed her cheek. "I do."
"Right."
"I do."
Angie faltered. Swallowed. "…You still love me?" she whispered.
"Always."