Steve woke up early as usual with barely a hangover. The memory gap of last night concerned him, Did Peggy show up? Did he throw up? Did he climb on top of a bus, or did he just want to?

He changed into more comfortable clothes and walked out into the living room. It looked like the morning after a battle, everyone dropped on the floor. Bucky was asleep on his stomach in front of the couch while Thor was on the couch. Tony was on the kitchen counter and Sam was under the dining room table. He couldn't decide between waking them up or letting them go a little longer.

Steve exited the building and started his run through the city that wasn't quite awake yet. Businesses were starting to open, but the traffic was still trickling in. He meandered through the city at a slow pace for himself, probably sprinting for a normal person. Today was his wedding day. He didn't know what to feel, other than Indescribable joy and excitement. He just had to work on getting his friends awake and cleaned up in time to show up and hope Peggy wasn't going to stand him up.

He walked back into the apartment to find his friends unmoved in their drunken positions. Steve grabbed his phone from his pocket and walked over to the stereo. Take the black cord. Plug the silver thingy into the hole in the top… or was it the bottom? There it is… Turn up the volume… Steve flipped through his music and found his album of old military bugle calls from boot camp, and selected Reveille. The speakers blasted the trumpet loud enough to wake all of them up. Sam and Bucky made more of an attempt to get up right than the others since they were the only two that were military trained. "Time to get up!" Steve instructed.

"Oh god…" Bucky held his head and inch wormed on the floor trying to stay asleep and avoid his hangover.

Tony sat up from the counter, and shook himself awake but noticed a crick in his back, "Okay, I'm officially old."

Steve walked to the windows and opened the blinds, "You all have an hour to wake up, shower, and then I expect to know exactly what happened last night." He honestly couldn't remember.

"Ask your maiden Peggy." Thor suggested.

"So she was here." Steve stopped the music and went to the kitchen starting to make breakfast.

Bucky looked around, "Where's Nat?"

Steve shrugged, "Haven't seen her. Maybe she got to the guest room before she passed out."

Sam held his stomach, "Oh man, I think I'm going to be sick."

Thor reached into his pocket and shook the vial he had brought against James wishes, "I believe I am missing a vial here."

"We stole it." Bucky yawned, "Technically it was Tony's idea."

Tony moved off the table and down the hall to the bathroom, "I'm not taking responsibility for anything. Sam was the one who started spiking you." He said in Steve's direction.

Natasha walked out of the bathroom with a hand against her forehead, "Okay… Low point."

Steve laughed, "I don't know what you all are talking about. I feel fine."

Sam glared, "Just shut up man."

Natasha took the sunglasses out of her purse and put them on, "I have to go get Peggy ready and pick up her breakfast request."

"It's that bakery down a block than two blocks west- banana muffin,"

Natasha chuckled, "You two are so old."

Peggy opened her eyes disturbed by the sound of knocking. The blankets were pushed up to her nose, and she didn't ever want to leave the bed. It took her a few moments before she could remember what day it was. It was her wedding day.

"Rise and shine!" Pepper walked in holding the tray with her breakfast on it.

She sat up, "I don't even have to get out of bed?"

Pepper set the tray down, "Natasha just came back from your place. Apparently the boy's aren't in very good shape this morning."

"I can imagine." Peggy chuckled remembering what state they were in last night. "Is Steve still sick?"

"Now, he woke them up with Reveille." Pepper shook her head, "Natasha is nursing a pretty good hangover." She sat down on the foot of the bed, "How are you feeling?"

Peggy shrugged, "I don't know… it's still very early, and I don't really believe this is happening, it feels like a dream."

"It's not." Pepper stood back up, "We are going to start getting ready in about an hour-"

Peggy coughed on the spoonful of oatmeal she was about to eat, "I'm not getting married for hours, what's going to take that long?"

"I don't want you to be late. Just trust me, it'll take longer than you think." Pepper assured, "Eat, check your phone, read the news and relax. Leave the rest to me."

She wasn't going to argue with that.

Peggy sat in front of the large bathroom mirror unzipping her makeup bag. She was doing her own hair and makeup since she knew exactly how she wanted to look, and didn't trust anyone to not make her look too… she never knew the word to use. The others were making small talk and eating while Peggy stayed quiet, thinking to herself about a million different things. The curlers were in her hair, which she always hated seeing since they made her look so ridiculous.

"Is Steve wearing a regular suit?" Trish asked as she leaned forward close to the mirror to put her makeup on.

"I believe he's wearing his uniform." Peggy started to apply her foundation, "Bucky and Sam as well."

Trish looked over, "That's pretty adorable."

"Is everything adorable to you?" Peggy asked as she moved onto her eyes.

"Just cute things." Trish shrugged.

Natasha walked in with a robe on, still wearing her sunglasses. "I thought I was over this whole Hangover thing, but no. Pepper is making me come in and get ready."

Peggy laughed, "You poor thing, it'll get better."

"What even happened?" Trish leaned against the counter.

"We went to some Bar." Natasha started in as she got ready, "And everything was fine, but then we started spiking Steve's drink with some Asgardian stuff that gets Steve drunk, then it got out of hand. He was trying to prove to us that he could jump onto a moving bus, and then he really wanted to see Peggy.."

"He was so sweet." Peggy sighed, "And almost the most drunk I've ever seen someone." she'd had to rescue plenty of people from bars and bottles, "He tried to get me to stay all night, but he fell asleep after a few minutes, but the party in the next room kept going." she gave a sideways look at Natasha. "Did you drink everything in my house?"

"Yeah.. we did. Tony's restocking it as we speak. That schnapps stuff, is really really good."

Trish moaned, "The best."

"It's the best," talking about Schnapps made her think of Angie, and the happy glow of the wedding went away. Once her hair was set she took the rollers out and started arranging her hair, the same way she used to. Loose curls going below her shoulder and for sentiments sake put in what - during the war was coined as-'victory rolls' on her right side. They didn't want to be too nostalgic in their wedding arrangements. There was something too sad about a recreation of what they would have wanted in 1945. For one thing there were too many people that they would want to be there that simply couldn't, and the second thing is that they weren't in 1945. They were in 2015, and they didn't want to waste anymore time thinking about what could have been since they were both alive and together-which was all they wanted. But at the same time, they couldn't ignore their past. Somehow they found a good balance. It was a miracle that the press hadn't found out that they were getting married that day. No one besides their friends were invited to the wedding, and to be honest, Peggy was the only one that cared enough about social media to say anything… well, besides Trish. "Should I tell the internet I'm getting married?" She said to Pepper as she walked into the room.

"You should really get a press person, Peggy." Pepper scolded, but then shrugged, "Up to you."

"Admit it Pepper, You like being my advisor." Peggy typed away.

"I guess it's fun to have Peggy Carter, my childhood icon, asking me for advice." Pepper admitted.

Trish scoffed, "Tell me about it. I never thought I'd have to teach her what a selfie is."

"Selfie.." Peggy shook her head and meditated on the word, "It's perhaps my favorite and most hated thing about this future. But I'll play along." She turned the camera around and leaned over to get Trish in the background. She was satisfied and put it online 'Wedding Day Preparations.' Peggy looked at the others as they finished up and sighed, "Time for the dress now?" She was getting a little impatient.

"Getting a little impatient are we Ms. Carter?" Natasha smirked.

"As a matter of fact I am, I've been waiting a very long time for this."

"I think I'm going to be sick again." Steve muttered in the men's dressing room of the church.

"Hey, it's not the first time you would have thrown up in here." Bucky looked around. It was the church they used to go to as kids, a big cathedral in Manhattan which was only a ride away from where they grew up in Brooklyn. "Scrawny-ass version of you wasn't a great public speaker."

Steve punched Bucky in the arm, forgetting for a second that it was made out of metal. He shook out his arm as he spoke, "It was my mom's funeral. I think I deserved to throw up."

"You're going to be fine." Bucky assured and straightened out Steve's uniform that was covered in metals. "Yah only gotta say a couple lines, kiss the dame and run out of here."

Before Steve could say anything Sam walked in, "Damn, that is one fine looking women out there-"

"Of course she is-" Steve scowled.

"Oh no, not Peggy. Trish Walker." he clarified, "I know you two are like historic icons, but damn. I had the biggest crush on girl. I get more nervous talking to her than I did talking to you." Sam went to the mirror and straightened his tie.

Steve took a final check on his hair, "Well, she can probably outrun you too."

Sam gave a fake laugh, "Har har, you're hilarious."

He turned to face his groomsmen and held his hands out, in a gesture so say 'this is all I got'. "Well how do I look?"

"Like 100 bucks." Bucky smiled, "I guess I should adjust for inflation."

"I get it." Steve chuckled.

Nat walked in and gave them her best catcall whistle, "I love a guy in uniform."

"Is she ready?" Steve said eagerly.

"We're all set, if you three are done adjusting your buttons." She said sarcastically and held the door open for them to walk out. Steve stopped at the mouth of the aisle and looked back as Natasha snuck into where Peggy was. He just wanted to see her.

His thoughts to sneak in were cut off when he heard the string quartet start his queue. He gave a salute over to Lila who was ready with a basket of flowers. She gave him a salute back. "Don't trip." she advised in a whisper.

Steve nodded and quickly found his place next to the priest to get the whole thing started. They were breaking some of the traditional Church rules, changing up the ceremony, but being Captain America came with some perks. He saw his Avengers family sitting on both sides. It was a small family, but it was all he needed. Bruce and Tony were in the front passionately discussing some complex theory with Pepper trying to act interested. Jane and Thor were sitting behind them too busy explaining wedding customs to Thor to butt in (Although if she would have overheard them she'd be able to answer their question). Clint and Laura were keeping Nathan entertained. Peggy's side had the SHIELD team pretty much accounted for. If he wasn't so nervous he would have been curious who was working that day, but he had a million other things on his mind. Coulson and women with short black hair that he hadn't seen before were making small talk. Jessica and Luke were in the back corner snickering at something-he didn't want to think about what. Daisy was laughing with Fitz about Jemma who had already started to cry. When he pictured this day planning it, all he considered was how empty it would be, how small their group was. But now that the day was here, he knew that this was the only family he needed… plus the baby on the way of course.

The music changed to a more traditional processional song for the wedding party. He knew the title at one point, but right now all he could think about was the pumping heart beat in his ears. Sam and Trish started their walk down the aisle together. Once they got to the end they split off, Trish going to the left and Sam going to the right. Sam passed Steve giving him a pat on the shoulder, "On your left." he winked.

Steve laughed, forgetting to be nervous for a moment.

Next was Bucky and Natasha. They walked down together making side comments, trying to get each other to laugh. They made it to the end and went their ways. Natasha however stopped and gave Steve a quick hug.

Finally, it was time for Peggy to make her appearance. The music changed and everyone stood up. Thor could be heard asking why, and Jane quickly explaining, "I don't know, because."

Lila walked down trying her best to throw the white petals as artfully as she could (she'd been practicing since she'd been asked). Once she was about half way down, Peggy walked out of the women's dressing room and to the center of the Aisle. Her eyes found Steves and it was impossible to look away. This was it. They were finally getting to be married.

Steve saw her and forgot about everything around them. For a moment he saw her like she was that first day of Bootcamp. The way she looked sitting across from him at the Bar with the commando's. Her helping him rescue Bucky and the others. The way she looked when he saw her alive again. She was perfect. Her bright red lips, and dark brown hair with eyes to match.

And he was perfect. Peggy held her bouquet close to her and just focused on walking. She was glad she chose the dress she did. The tea length dress kept her away from messing up by tripping. The sleeves were slightly off the shoulder, with a full skirt was different than anything should would have picked 60 years ago. But that didn't matter. Steve was looking at her, with that goofy smile of pure joy. He'd been making that face a lot lately. They both had.

She got to the end perfectly as the music ended and handed her flowers to Nat, then faced Steve. "Hello Darling."

"Hi." He couldn't really get more out. He was going to cry dammit.

"We are gathered here today to join together Steve Rogers and Margaret Carter. Usually I'd take time to say a few words about how you two met, your story, how you fell in love… But I think we all know the battles you two have fought to be here today. And I mean that both figuratively and metaphorically. So I think for now we will look forward and the love and happiness that awaits you two in your long lives together." the words seemed fuzzy to both of them, as their head spun and their hearts raced. Eventually Bucky had to nudge Steve to signal him to take the ring from his hand. Steve blushed and carefully slipped the ring on Peggy's hand, he repeated the words prompted to him. Natasha offered Peggy the other ring, and she repeated the lines given to Steve. They took each other's hand waiting for the end. "I now pronounce you Husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Steve grinned and pulled Peggy into his arms to dip her as they kissed. She threw her hands around Steve's neck. Giving him the kiss she dreamed about. He was lucky Lipstick was as advanced as it was. The music started again giving them the signal that their part was done and that it was time to escape. Steve took Peggy's hand as they ran down the aisle, as happy as two kids released early from school. The car was waiting for them outside to take them around town as everyone else made their way to the reception. Steve opened the door and helped her inside before anyone could get a good picture. The bell tower rang out on cue- he was surprised they still did that. He took a deep breath and looked at Peggy, and just started laughing as they they car took off.

"What's so funny?" Peggy started laughing with him.

"We're married." He took her face in his hands and kissed her again, "I'm just Happy."

Peggy kissed him back. She took a moment to wipe off the smudge of lipstick that transferred over, "Me too."

Steve reached forward for the bottle of champagne, "I think it's time for a toast."

"The doctor said I could have a little." Peggy said taking the glass Steve poured.

He put the bottle down and held his glass. "A toast.."

"To us." Peggy nodded.

"And to our friends." Steve continued.

"And… never being separated by time again." They clinked their glass, content with their short speech.

The reception was as classic as everything else was. As disappointed as they both were that the Stork Club had closed down. Fortunately for them there was quite the selection of novelty clubs that they had done to at the time. The guest list was still small but it didn't matter since it left more room for them to dance. A swing band was on the stage, in their white shirts and suspenders playing a slow song as Peggy and Steve took the floor for their first dance. She rested her head against his shoulder singing along with the instruments under her breath, "Never thought that you would be, standing here so close to me, there's so much I feel that I should say, but words can wait until some other day.."

"I always loved this song." Steve held her close, as if to make up for the time they lost.

"I couldn't dare be around it when I lost you." Peggy lifted her head from his shoulder and kissed him for the hundredth time today.

The song ended and people clapped for them, but before they could really take in the moment a recording started playing a grand fanfare. "Oh god." Steve groaned.

"I'm going to kill Bucky." Peggy knew immediately what it was.

A recording of "Star Spangled Man" Started playing as old film reels started projecting on the stage over the heads of the band. Black and white clips of Steve storming beaches, and his infamous clip of him with the picture of Peggy in his compas. Old pictures of them took the place of the films, including less official footage. Howard working on the Captain america suit, and Peggy working away during the war. Neither of them had seen this stuff, and while it pained them to see the commando's all together again, it felt like closure. They were as there as they could be.

Natasha hooked her arm around both of their shoulders as they watched, "It was Tony's idea. But Bucky didn't stop him."

"I'm still going to blame him." Peggy laughed.

"Now I'm going to steal your husband for a dance." Natasha took Steve's arm as the song ended and the band started back up with a faster chart, "Teach me how to dance old man."

Peggy started to walk off the floor but was approached by Bucky, "Can I finally have a dance?" he held his non metal hand out.

"I suppose." She smiled and took his hand.

Bucky put his arm on her waist and they settled into a pretty basic routine, "You were the first girl to reject me like that." he said with a laugh.

"You weren't the first for me, don't take it personally." She looked over at Natasha and Steve. "Natasha really likes you."

Bucky nodded, "I like her too." he looked at Steve, "I think they are about to win the better dancer competition."

"We can't have that can we." Peggy matched Bucky competitive suggestion. He let go and pulled her arm around so she spun a few times. Before too long, they were flying around like it was second nature… because it was. Dancing was easier back then.

Tony watched them as Bruce and Jane were deep in conversation about theoretical situations of radiation decay on certain planets. "I invented that leg." He pointed to Peggy.

"It's a good leg." Bruce patted his shoulder.

Thor set a plate down in front of Jane and then where he was sitting down, "So now what happens in the celebration?"

"Well, we just eat and have a good time then Peggy and Steve will go on a honeymoon… like a vacation."

Thor nodded, "That sounds nice. I can get used to your traditions."

Pepper sat down next to Tony filling out their table and handing him some cake, "God, I'm exhausted."

"Good party babe." Tony complimented stabbing off the corner, making sure he got the right ratio of cake to frosting.

She took a small bow, "That's how I do."

"Wanna plan ours?" Tony said with a half mouthful of cake.

"Are we getting married?" She raised her eyebrows. They hadn't talked about this. They hadn't even considered it.

"Wanna?" Tony said casually.

Pepper took a moment to think it through then shrugged "Sure." She nodded.

Tony nodded, "Sounds good."

Bruce and Jane watched them like they had suddenly started speaking a made up language, "Wait.. did that really just happen?" Jane inquired, "Just like that? You're engaged now?"

"Well I'll get a ring." Tony said like it was obvious, "I'm just asking. It's not fair that guys get to think about it and the women just has to spontaneously make this huge decision."

Pepper took a bite of her cake, "Well Tony, aren't you quite the little Feminist." she praised.

"Don't let word get around," He warned, "I have a womanizing reputation to uphold."