So this is my take on what happens to Peggy. How she coped through Steve's death and how she grew during the period of time. Captain America, The First Avenger was set in March, just a little important fact. Oh, and I LOVE L.A. Noire so that's why it's involved in the story.
Disclaimer: Don't own, but if I did…Steve would be mine!
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November 29th, 1947
It's been about five years since Captain Steven Grant Rogers was killed in action and Peggy Carter took up a house in Los Angeles California with the money she made as the only women detective in the LAPD. Peggy couldn't fight in the war anymore; she couldn't fully concentrate on the battles as her mind drifted to Steve often. She sat in the passenger side of her black Cadillac Series 62 convertible with her new partner, Rusty Galloway.
"I still can't believe this. Phelps gets demoted and sapped and they saddle me with a broad!"" Galloway complained slamming his hand on the wheel.
"Oh shut up Galloway. I'm one of the best and you know it. And don't talk like that, Steve- I mean Cole was a hero! If it wasn't for that greasy bastard Roy Earle he'd still be here."
"Yeah whatever Carter, can we just get to the scene already?"
"You're the one who's driving Rusty."
Galloway shot her a look and she sweetly smiled back. They kept driving and arguing and then slipping into silence then arguing again. It has become a cycle for the two of them. She had to admit that working her way through the stages of police work and partners wasn't as desired as fighting besides Steve but it was a pretty good job. She had girlfriends in this neighborhood and met up with them when she could. Her partner is kind of a sexist jerk but they make a good team. She makes a good income and lives in a fairly nice home. So all in all her life was pretty good, plus, she looks good in pants suits.
They arrive at the scene of the crime and talk to the first on scene and a couple of witnesses and walk up to Mal, the coroner.
"Hey Mal, what is it this time?" Peggy asked trying to keep her eyes on Mal instead of the body.
"Middle aged man. Blunt force trauma to face. Evidence of severe stomping to the chest and genital regions. Cause of death seems to be stabbing wound. No I.D or other personal effects, just a picture of him, a women, and child that says, "Me, Angie, and Megan". But, the bottoms of his shoes say Robert Dennis. Writing on the chest says "My baby". And by temperature of the body I'd say he died at about 1:00 a.m." Mal said while pointing to objects as he went.
Galloway stepped around the body to look at the picture, "The stomping of the nuts means something doesn't it? I swear if this writing means another Dahlia fuck I'm gonna go ballistic."
"The writing may not mean another Dahlia. The writing isn't in lipstick. As for the stomping of the genitalia yes, it means something. From my experience it normally means an angry spouse who's been cheated on or left."
"Ok well then I suppose we go find the spouse. There has to be some kind of lead there." Said Peggy, still examining the facial injuries.
Galloway smirked, "Well, now ain't that a surprise. Your ways might not be all that bad."
"No, not for that. Peggy said looking up from the body to glare at Galloway, "There is no evidence that says she, specifically did this. I want to go there merely to tell her what's happened and ask about suspects."
They finished examining the rest of the evidence. Galloway moved to get into the driver's side of the car but she blocked him and got in. They started driving but got interrupted by a man with a gun on KGPL which Peggy couldn't pass up.
They eventually got to the house, Angela Dennis let them in and they swept for clues. They really didn't find anything suspicious, just a few matchbooks from a place called Charlie's Den. They sat down with her and Peggy pulled out her notebook.
"Please tell me what this is about. Is Robert alright?" Mrs. Dennis said while putting her hand over her heart.
Peggy and Galloway stole a glance at each other knowing what was coming, "I'm sorry Mrs. Dennis but I'm afraid your husband was murdered."
"Oh no! Oh God no you can't be serious! He was only supposed to be gone for an hour!"
"I know this is hard for you but I need you to answer some questions. Is that ok?"
"I'm not sure how well I can cope but I'll try."
"Ok. When was the last time you saw your husband Mrs. Dennis?"
"Well, he was going to our friend's house to pick up our lawn mower and play darts. He said he'd be home in an hour or two. He's supposed to be home."
"Who is this friend of yours?"
"John Franklin. He lives about two blocks away. Our daughters go to school together."
"Is there anyone you know that has it out for Robert?"
"Well, no. All our friends love him. Or, they used too."
Galloway chose this particular moment to be obnoxious, "What in the hell does that mean?"
"Well our old friend Richard…he used to work with Robert. They were both going after the same promotion and Robert got the job, Richard was pretty mad. He stopped talking to Robert after that. And then there's my ex husband…"
"Wait wait wait what?! You were married? And why wasn't this brought up before?" Peggy said gesturing with her hands.
"Well…it just never seemed important until now."
"The fact that he might be a potential suspect for murder?!" What happened with your ex-husband?"
"He was very mad when I applied for divorce. He harassed me for a very long time, then he found out I was dating Robert it got even worse. When we got married I had to get a restraining order. He would call the house and he'd be there when I went to pick Megan up for school. Megan isn't even Robert's daughter, I had her with Sam."
"Your husband visits Charlie's Den a lot?"
"No. He's only been a few times. Robert was a jokester, he loved to wipe out their matchbooks."
"Does your ex-husband have a criminal record? Or in any is he a violent man?"
"He hit me. It didn't start until about six months into our marriage. It got very bad near the end. He even started hitting Megan."
"Do you have an address for Sam…"
"Christen, Sam Christen."
"Alright, for Sam Christen or Richard…"
"Richard Benson. Yes, I do I have it written down here somewhere I'll go get them. I kept Richard's address hoping they'd make up."
Peggy got up to use the phone to get the address for the bar and have a car dispatched to check out Franklin while Mrs. Dennis went to go get the addresses. When she came back Peggy and Galloway were ready to leave. She gave them the addresses and they convened outside.
"Which lead do you think we should follow first?" Peggy asked while strolling to the car
Galloway smirked, "Well, I got no problem goin' to the bar. Thoughts?"
"Fine. But I'm driving."
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They got to the bar without any interruptions. They walked in and interviewed the owner. They ended up finding out that Richard was at the bar and last time he was here was last night…along with the vic. They got into a fight with each other. When they called him out he didn't run. He just replied politely asking "yes?"
"Alright shithead what's the deal with you and Dennis?" Galloway said while putting his hands on the table
"Deal? There's no deal with us." I'm friends with Robert." He said shrugging
"Then why'd you sock 'im one?"
"I would never hit anyone." Benson said looking everywhere but Galloway
"Bullshit!"
That was obviously the wrong idea. Richard jumped out of his seat and slugged Galloway, knocking him down. Peggy let out a girly gasp and Benson turned to her. He stopped when he saw she was a woman. Peggy looked scared and looked at him with trembling lips…then she hit him with a punch in the face and knocked him out cold. That was the advantage of being a woman, most men didn't hit her and she was good at putting on the scared little girl act.
Rusty stood rubbing his jaw next to the car while she called for someone to come pick up Benson, "How the hell did you manage to knock out a little prick like Benson."
Peggy put down the radio and said, "There are lot of things you don't know about me…Finnbar."
"Let me guess Cole told you?"
"That's riiiiight." Peggy replied in a sing song tone
"That ass…"
Peggy smacked Galloway upside the head for talking about Cole in a bad way while simultaneously starting the car. Then, KGPL came in over the radio.
"Car 11K, car 11King come in." A crackly voice said
Peggy picked up the radio, "Car 11K, go ahead KGPL."
"John Franklin reports victim leaving about two hours after coming over. Alibi confirmed by two other guests. No further contact with the vic after that."
"Thanks." Peggy put down the radio to face Rusty, "Well, seems like we should go check out Christen."
Galloway rolled his eyes, "Well, I guess we better trust your woman's intuition."
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They arrived at this old run down house in front of a forest. In their experience, run down places were always meant one of two things. One, a murderer who doesn't care and two, someone slipped them a fake address.
Peggy kicked down the door….that had steel bolts holding it shut. All she saw was a bullet coming towards her. It hit her in her arm and her arm sealed itself in minutes while they chased Christen into the forest.
"Why don't you just make it easier on yourself? Give it up already Sam!" Peggy shouted behind a tree. A bullet flew past her.
"Because I don't want to Officer." Christen said in an eerie tone, "I liked doing it, I liked putting the knife through his chest and watching him bleed. He stole my wife. He stole my daughter. That son of a bitch stole my life. Killing him was my great, great pleasure.
From somewhere nearby Galloway shouted, "You're a sick fuck Christen!"
Following that were several more gunshots. After thirty minutes of dodging bullets for Galloway and taking hits for Peggy they finally got him. But just barely, Galloway shot him right in the crook of the elbow. They strode over to him lying on the ground hissing in pain.
Peggy stepped on his wound making him whimper and leant down to whisper in his ear menacingly, "Let's see how much you like killing in the gas chamber."
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Back at Charlie's Den Galloway and Peggy clicked their scotches together to celebrate yet, another successful case. Captain Donnelly walked in to congratulate them as well.
"Well now, I have to say I am impressed. Ms. Carter your work is extraordinary, I never would have guessed a woman would be able to level with Cole Phelps. I understand you knew him?" Captain Donnelly said
Peggy set down her glass and smiled, "Yes, I did Cap. Why, if it wasn't for me none of you would know who Cole Phelps was."
"Oh really? Explain, if you don't mind."
"Well, Cole and I met on a shipment home. He was the only one who respected me. We eventually crossed paths again a while ago. He asked what I was doing and I told him I was on patrol. He asked if I could get him a job in my line of work and I did. Then boom…he's famous."
"Yes well, I'd like to talk to you alone Carter."
"Yes Sir."
Peggy followed him outside and asked him what this was about.
"We're having a new face in homicide." He said taking a sip of his drink
"What does that have to do with me Captain?" Peggy asked raising an eyebrow
"I want you to train him. Be his partner, show him how homicide operates."
"But Captain!"
"No buts Carter! I'm Captain for a reason."
Peggy sighed, "Alright Sir. At least give me a name."
"Stefan Bekowsky."
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May 4th, 2012
Peggy stared at her T.V. in awe. There was Captain America; there he was fighting off an alien attack. How long had he been alive? Did he know she was alive? No, he couldn't. Howard falsified her records right?
Her eyes were glued, absolutely glued to her television. After all these years she was still the same Peggy Carter. She still lived in L.A. and worked a homicide job. Granted her house was nicer since Howard had given her a bank account. But like she said, she was still the same fun, yet serious, tough, strong, and feminine beautiful dame.
He was still the same Steve. The same rippling muscles and washboard abs. The same symmetrical face and deep, pale blue eyes. For the first time since Steve's death she bawled her eyes out in her pajamas.
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June 9th 2012
Peggy was somewhat recovered from seeing Steve. Well, not seeing him but watching him on TV. It was still bad but not so bad that she felt the need to cry everyday anymore. She poured herself a cup of coffee and settled into her overstuffed couch to watch TV. What had her action packed life come to? She'll just have to wait until she got to work to catch another murderous bastard.
There was a knock at her window and she tore her eyes away from 48 hours Hard Evidence. She gasped and dropped her coffee mug. Outside of her window was iron man! She ran to the balcony door and opened it.
"Ms. Carter, how are you doing this fine morning? Honestly, I expected you to be what? Ninety-five? Considering how the last I saw you was at my father's funeral twenty years ago when you were seventy-five." Tony said with a mocking grin, "Which begs the question; How are you alive? And young."
"Tony I know we haven't seen each other in a while and I know this looks bad but-" Peggy started
"No, no buts. I just wanna know how the hell you could possibly be here looking like you're twenty-five."
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yeeeeeeees."
"Fine, but I only because you're Howard's son and I love you. Anyone else would have been thrown out the window by now."
"Alright, get to the story. Chop Chop."
"So it happened during the war. Steve and The Howling Commandos invaded the main HYDRA base in the alps. We waited for the signal for the attack team to move in, when the signal came in we advanced in on the base. Once we got in inside we found Steve, his lip was bleeding from Schmidt punching him. Remember that, it's very important. He found Schmidt leaving in a plane full of bombs. Steve started chasing the plane but even with his speed he couldn't keep up. Me and Colonel Phillips showed up in a HYDRA car and picked up Steve. When he was about to jump on the plane I pulled him down and kissed him."
"Ew."
"Don't interrupt. After he left I tasted a familiar taste in my mouth…blood, Steve's blood to be exact. It turned out that Steve theoretically had the serum running through his veins. Not all qualities were transferred over though. Aging stopped, advanced healing, and inhuman speed and strength. That's what I got. The advanced metabolism was left out so I, unfortunately still have to watch what I eat. Not that hard."
"What you got? So, you mean that-"
"Yep."
"So you're…"
"Uh huh."
"Wow."
"Yeah."
"Well that settles it. You are coming home with me."
"Home?"
"Yeah. The tower? It's all over the news? Y'know, big building with the A on it?"
"Will Steve be there?"
"Yea, duh."
"…Just let me pack a bag."
Tony smirked after her. It was so weird for him. Seeing this woman, she would visit him when he was a kid. She must've used makeup to look older. Either way he was happy to see her again.
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"Tony, I changed my mind. Just fly me back." Peggy said biting her red stained lip.
Tony's face came out of his helmet, "Oh no. You are not turning back now. You are gonna march in there and talk to Steve…because he is your boy toy."
Peggy shot tony a look but began walking anyways. They stepped into the elevator. Tony called someone on his phone. "Hey, Steve? No, it's Martha Stewart. Yes, it's Tony. Meet me on the team floor ok? No, it's definitely not bad. Alright bye."
"Did you really have to call?" Peggy asked with her hands on her hips.
Tony laughed, "Would you rather have me give you a map to the tower and wish you luck or have me give you a grand entrance?"
"The map please." Peggy replied in a sarcastic tone
They passed Tony and Pepper's floor and stopped on the second floor. (In the Avengers Tony said the first ten floors were for leisure so I'm going to put it as first floor, second floor etc.) Tony told Peggy to stand behind him and keep hidden. When Peggy heard Steve say "What do you need Tony?" in his deep voice her breath caught in her throat.
"It's not what I need. Oh, no no Steve, it's what you need." Tony said matter-of-factly
"What does that mean?" Steve asked cocking an eyebrow.
Tony's helmet came back on to his face and he flew backward off the balcony. Steve froze and he stopped breathing. Peggy's breath sped up as she smiled. They stood there staring at each other for minutes on end until their legs sprung towards each other. They ran at each other and Steve picked Peggy up around the waist and spun her around laughing.
"What are you doing here?" Steve asked crushing her into his chest
"It's a very long story but I guess I can tell you." She said laughing
"You guess you can tell me? You guess you can tell me why the woman I love is here looking no different than the day I last saw her."
"Love?"
"Uh…yeah? Should I not have said that? I'm sorry."
"Steve, that's not something to be sorry about. I love you too."
When Steve looked back up her she put her hands on either side of his face and just barely touched her lips to his. She pulled back to see how he would react. Steve leaned down and crushed his lips to hers. Their lips seemed to mold together like perfect puzzle pieces. For someone who's first kiss was seventy years ago and hasn't kissed anyone since, he was quite good at this. How did Peggy know this? Well, a while into the kiss she felt Steve's tongue on her bottom lip begging for entrance. Peggy willingly opened her mouth and shuttered as her tongue connected with Steve's.
They pulled apart slowly when Peggy chuckled, "You're still late. I think we missed our dance."
Steve looked at his watch, "Well, we can go after you meet the team."
"Meet the team?"
"Yeah, you're going to be living here. Might as well meet the people sharing the tower."
"I'm living with you?"
"If that's what you want. So how bout it?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way soldier."
Peggy sighed as Steve kissed her again. She was finally going to get her happily ever after.