Shall We Dance - A Steggy Fanfiction

Nineteen

Peggy's PoV

To say that she was worried about him was an understatement. Ever since that mission, their first mission together since he had come back, the first they had met The Winter Soldier, she knew that he wasn't okay.

Steve Rogers wasn't the kind of guy to just sit down a take a beating, no matter who it was, but that's where she and everyone else were wrong. There was one person who could reduce him to a sitting duck like that, the only person who had always been there for him and that person was supposed to be dead.

When Steve had told her everything about what she had missed on that mission, when she had seen the pure agony in his eyes as he finally said it was him out loud, how could she not believe him. The way he had told her, the way it caused him so much pain, it was clear that he didn't want it to be true, especially after learning what they had done to him, but the fact that he still believed it, that's what convinced her. He had let his Captain America façade drop, allowed himself to be vulnerable and cry in front of her, making her believe as much as he did and making it almost impossible not to cry with him. Almost. She knew how much he loved Bucky, he was his best friend, his brother, and seeing Steve in the pain he was in was nearly unbearable, but she held herself together. She had to. She had to be strong for him.

"Peg, it's Buck. The ghost, t-the Winter Soldier. It's him. I'm tellin' you. I saw his eyes, Peg. It's him. I know it, I just know it."

Steve's words ghosted around Peggy's head as she climbed the stairs to his apartment. She wanted to surprise him, to take his mind off things while they waited for more updates on The Asset's whereabouts.

When she arrived at Apartment 2B, she repositioned the pie that she was carrying in her left hand and knocked on the door. She waited a few moments, but there was no answer. Peggy furrowed her eyebrows as she waited. She knocked again and listened carefully. Still no answer.

Peggy frowned, disappointed that he wasn't home for the surprise. She decided to go and she could always come back later. Just as she turned to leave, she tried the door handle and was surprised that the door was unlocked.

"Okay, since when does Steve not lock his door?" She thought to herself as she cautiously opened the door.

As she stepped into the apartment, she was on high alert, ready for an attacker when she heard the sound of running water. The shower.

Peggy sighed and closed the door before moving into the kitchen. As she started making some tea, she heard a sound that caught her attention. She turned slightly so that she could see the bathroom door, focusing on it as she listened carefully. She was met with something she wasn't quite expecting. A soft melody made its way across the apartment to her. The words of Fred Astaire breaking the silence of the otherwise quiet apartment as Peggy listened to the sweet tune coming from her Captain.

She felt a large smile break out across her face as she hummed along to "Shall We Dance". Peggy danced her way around the kitchen, singing along quietly as she put the kettle on and started getting two cups ready for tea.

While Peggy waited for the kettle to whistle, she sat down at the table and started reading the newspaper that was placed there.

She scanned through it, looking for anything of particular interest.

"Government, government, taxes, post-war taxes, taxes, government, jobs, government, snow, taxes..."

Peggy did a double take and went back to the snow article. She figured snow was going to come sooner or later, it was already November and you could almost feel the bitter cold weather on the way. She began looking through the article for specifics, when, where, how much and the like.