Peggy and Daniel left Steve to his own devices. "He'll make the right decision" Peggy assured Daniel.
"As long as it's not trying to steal my fiancé" he joked, but his face colored in pain.
"Daniel" Peggy began, "I've moved on, and the world has changed" she slipped her arm in his, "and I'd never dream of trading you for anyone else"
"Even the love of your life?" Daniel looked incredulous
"You're the love of my life" she pulled him close for a kiss. They made their way from the bar, down the sidewalk, back to their vehicle.

1950

"Unfortunately, Operation Paperclip will have to be put on hold as Arnim Zola and Johann Fennhoff were both found murdered in their shared cell." Peggy sighed as she read aloud the report from another agent.

1970

"I thought I had more" Hank Pym, long hair in his face, turned around in his lab. "Back to the drawing board" he placed some notebooks on his desk, next to a photo of his wife, Janet. He never notice the two privates, blonde and brunette, walk quickly back down the hallway.

1991

"Watch out, Howard" Maria Stark shouted
The car swerved wildly on the icy road and slammed side first into a tree.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Maria yelled at her husband, "you nearly ran over that deer"
"So I would've killed Bambi" Stark scoffed. "Let's just get the hell out of here" he glanced down at the metal suitcase on the floorboard, "Damn it" he frowned. The suitcase lay unlatched and the vials were broken on the car's foot mats. "We'll have to go home again" he scowled.
The long drive back to Stark Mansion was silent for both husband and wife, but they had more than enough to say when they found teenage Tony passed out on the living room floor, dead drunk.

2011

"I couldn't forget my best girl" Steve looked at wizened Peggy Carter, "You've helped me so much"
Peggy narrowed her rheumy eyes at him, "What is it?"

"For as long as I can remember, I just wanted to do what was right. I guess I'm not quite sure what that is anymore, and I thought I could throw myself back in, follow orders, serve. It's just not the same."

"You were always so dramatic. Look, you saved the world. Meanwhile, the SSR rather mucked it up."

"You didn't. Knowing you helped created SWORD. is half the reason I stayed."

"The world has changed, and none of us can go back. All we can do is our best, and sometimes, the best that we can do, is to start over" she glanced over from young Steve Rogers to the framed photos on her night stand, which showed her two children, Michael and Angela Harper, and that showed her husband, Daniel Sousa.

She coughed and drank some water. She looked back over to the strapping blonde young man.
"Steve. You're alive. You came back"
"Yeah" Steve sighed. It killed him to see her like this
"I've got to tell Daniel" she looked at him, wide eyed, "He'll want to meet you. The one that got away"
"Right, Daniel" Steve nodded absently, "Maybe later. You get some rest"
"Rest" Peggy looked blankly at him, "Alright" she closed her eyes
Steve stood up and headed to the door. Being defrosted like some sort of television dinner, after seventy years was too much to deal with, but he'd managed. What made his breath catch in his throat, though, was when, almost at the door, he heard her mumble something just out of earshot. He turned back, willing her to repeat it.
And she did
"I love you, Daniel"