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cissyenthusiast010155 · 9 months

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All But Done ~Agent!Peggy Carter xFem SHIELD!Agent!Reader

Request from @theturboforce1984 —“5 with Peggy Carter”. Thanks for the Request! Here’s a little smut scene between Agent!Peggy and trainee!Agent!Reader 🤭

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#5. “Shut up and kiss me already”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, kissing, fingering, pet names, exhibitionist kink, etc.

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Another slip up of yours and you were on the floor, pinned down beneath the brunette once more. Your breath hitched at the compromising position you were in. She chuckled, getting off you, and offering you a hand. You took it, standing up with a huff.

“Again.” Agent Carter instructed.

You nodded, as you two began sparring again. This time around, you ducked a good amount of the brunette’s jabs and even got in a one or two good hits yourself. But once again bam!, She had you on your back, this time with her foot on your chest. Your breath hitched and your eyes widened.

“Alright, That’s enough for today…” she spoke, relieving the pressure of her heel.

You sighed in relief. Once again, the brunette helped you back up.

“You are getting better, you know…” she encouraged.

“Am I…?” You joked.

“Yes, you really are.” The brunette insisted, “When S.H.I.E.L.D first assigned you to me, you were physically defenseless. Now, you are able to hold your ground for a longer amount of time.”

You blushed slightly at her praise.

God were you glad that it was only you too in the sparring room today… With the amount of reactions the brunette was pulling from you today…

“Don’t think I don’t notice your little reactions…” Agent Carter chuckled amusingly.

Her words pulled you back to reality. Your throat went dry. The brunette was now a mere inches away from you, her eyes trained intently on you.

“I… What…?” You chocked out.

She cocked her head to the side slightly, letting eyes eyes roam up and down your frame.

“I… I’m sorry the impression… that I may have given you… b-but I… I don’t—” you stuttered.

“Shut up and kiss me already…” she interrupted you.

Your eyes widened but you didn’t need to be told twice… You crashed your lips eagerly into the brunette’s. She met your fervor passionately.

“I… people… camera…! They’ll see—!!” You stammered, into the kiss.

“I don’t care…” she muttered, then going back to ravaging your lips.

“M’mmmm Agent…” you breathily moaned, as she slid her tongue into your wet cavern.

Agent Carter pulled away for a moment.

“Peggy. Call me Peggy, Darling…” she panted.

You nodded breathlessly, before Peggy smashed her lips back into yours, pushing up against one of the wooden beams in the room.

Her tongue slid into your mouth and started to explore your wet cavern, while one of her hands snaked down your training pants. You gasped as she moved your knickers to the side.

“Tell me what you want, Darling…” she purred, “I need to hear you say it.”

“I want… want your fingers inside me…” you whimpered.

“Good girl…” Peggy cooed, before sliding two of her fingers into your aching core.

Her fingers began pumping and curling inside you fast and hard. Your head was thrown back against the beam in pleasure, your eyes screwed shut tight.

“Oh GOD—!!” You moaned out.

“Not god, Darling…” the brunette chuckled, adding another finger into your slick cunt.

Her fingers curled inside you relentlessly to hit that deliciously spongey spot in your walls. Strings of whimpers and moans spewed from your lips, as the brunette worked you with ease. Your legs were trembling as she pushed you closer and closer to the edge.

“Say my name…” she lustfully purred.

“Peggy fuck!! I’m so… fuck please…!” You moaned.

“Cum for me, Love…” she cooed.

Her words sent you over edge. You clenched around the brunettes digits, and your legs were shaking. Peggy had to muffle your mouth with her other hand, your screams were so loud. Your knees suddenly buckled, and Peggy quickly pulled out of you, catching you with both of her hands. You were panting heavily

“You did so good, Darling… So good…” she gently cooed.

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highladyofterrasen7 · 3 months

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Sometimes I’m okay and then I remember that agent carter will not get another season

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womeninfictionandirl · 7 months

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Agent Carter by Tim Shinn

#Tim Shinn #agent Carter #Peggy Carter #guns tw #gun tw #art #artwork #marvel #haley atwell #agent Peggy Carter #marvel universe #marvel superheroes #marvel comics #marvel heroes #marvel heroines #marvel superheroines

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marvelsfavoriteuncle · 19 days

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CONFESSION TIME / — Talk Time With Me (I need a cool/better title idk)

Peggy Cater didn't marry Daniel Sousa, made everyone at SHIELD look like she was single or whatever. (Daniel Sousa is now together with Daisy Johnson aka Quake, so they are happy too.)

But that girl securely got hitched with my EX-girlfriend at the time, Angie Martinelli who is a waitress and aspiring actress, and went on a little honeymoon in Paris with her. I am not bitter, I am more than happy that Peggy found plenty of love over the years and enjoyed her small wedding in New York City.

Me and Angie had a short term relationship, but stayed friends over the years (and especially after my accident, I knew she deserved way better than myself to protect and provide her with everything she needs in life).

We are all friends. I love my girl Angie, one of the best waitresses in NYC during the 1940s and 50s. She stole my heart in all the best ways, both girls did and I am more than happy they ended up getting their dreams. As a highly talented agent ( + Founder Of SHIELD) and a respected actress of the era.

Peggy might kill me for letting everyone know about this BUT I don't care love is love is love is love. They have a friends to lovers relationship.

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Anyways folks, that’s a little weird but nice confession (I am/was tiny weeny bit tipsy from a last night), but remember you guys can ask me anything you like!

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trapezequeen · 1 year

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Happy Birthday Peggy Carter! (April 9, 1921)

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overhatedcharacterspoll · 2 months

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OVERHATED CHARACTERS POLL: Agent Peggy Carter (Marvel Cinematic Universe)

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peggycarterbirthdaybash · 1 year

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Seven days, seven pictures! May they bring you inspiration!

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captainsophiestark · 7 months

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Girls' Night

Platonic!Peggy Carter x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2023!

Fandom: Marvel

Day 6 Prompt: "I can't wait for you."

Requested: Yes by @flowers-and-fichte! Hope you like it!

Summary: Summary: Peggy and her bestie are having a much-needed night out on the town.

Word Count: 1,520

Category: Fluff

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"Peggy, come on!" I shouted, hammering on the door of her apartment at the Griffith. "I can't wait for you, let's go!"

"Don't you have to wait for me?" I heard her voice call from inside. A second later, the door opened, Peggy grinning at me with her hair, makeup, and outfit done to perfection. "Unless you intend to go dancing and drinking alone."

I crossed my arms and huffed. "I'll go get Angie. She'd be willing to come. And I get the feeling she wouldn't be intentionally slow in getting ready to avoid going out on the town."

Peggy sighed, stepping back from the door long enough to grab her purse before finally joining me completely in the hallway.

"We both know Angie's busy, otherwise she'd be coming with us right now."

"I probably could've gone to the Automat, gotten her out of her shift, and gotten to the club in the time it took you to get ready."

Peggy just shook her head with a small smile as she locked her door and the two of us finally headed out. After months of stress and work at the SSR, especially as the only two female agents, I'd decided Peggy and I needed a night out. Little miss workaholic hadn't been particularly on board, and she'd been dragging her feet the whole time, but I wasn't about to let that stop me. Now, finally, I'd officially managed to get her out of the house.

"So, where to?" asked Peggy, tightening her coat a little as we stepped into the cool night air.

"Sousa told me about a place he likes last week," I said. "We're going to go see whether or not he's got good taste."

Peggy gave a noncommittal grunt as I stepped out into the street and hailed a taxi. We climbed in and I gave our driver the address, then settled into the back seat with Peggy.

A few minutes into the ride, I caught her eyes scanning our surroundings as we drove. I sighed loudly and rolled my eyes before fixing Peggy with a look.

"What?" she demanded.

"Seriously? You're canvassing and scanning for threats. You need to cut that out right now. We're supposed to be having a fun, relaxing night on the town, we can't do that if you're constantly looking for threats to take down and improvised weapons to take them down with."

She huffed a sigh, breaking her vigilant scan to meet my eyes.

"I'm sorry. I know. It's just... we've been on red alert for months. It's a little hard to turn it off, isn't it?"

"I know what you mean. But you've got to try, Peggy. We're both going to go completely crazy if we don't take a little break now and then."

She hummed her agreement as she turned back to looking out the window, this time with less of an agent's edge. I smiled to myself. At least it was progress.

A few minutes later, the cab pulled up outside of a swanky-looking club, people smiling and chatting in incredible outfits outside. Peggy and I stepped out, and I was happy to say, we fit right in.

We got a few appreciative looks as we headed into the club shoulder to shoulder, to find the place absolutely swinging. People swirled around the dancefloor, the music boomed from the live band across the room, and people were laughing and chatting at tables all across the bar. I smiled.

"Well, what should we do first?" I asked, leaning in towards Peggy and raising my voice a little to be heard over the noise. "Drinks, dancing, or finding a place to sit?"

"Drinks," Peggy called back. "And then dancing."

"Yes ma'am!"

I started off through the crowd in the direction of the bar, holding one hand behind my back for Peggy to take if she needed it to keep from getting separated. I couldn't help moving to the beat a little as we snaked through the crowd, bobbing my head and smiling at everyone else. When we made it to the bar and Peggy stepped up next to me, I was happy to find her with a smile on her face, too.

"First round's on me!" I said. "What're you drinking?"

"Jim Beam," she said. "On the rocks."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, even as I flagged down the bartender. "You're very predictable, Peggy. Next time, I'm gonna get you to try one of the signature drinks with me."

Peggy snorted, but I ignored her as I placed our orders. A moment later, our drinks arrived, and I raised mine in toast as I turned more fully to face my friend.

"To us!" I said, yelling a bit to be heard over the noise. "The two best agents the SSR could've asked for, no matter what any of those idiots in the office might say, and to getting a well-deserved night to have fun!"

Peggy smiled, and we clinked our glasses together, locking eyes before taking a small sip. Peggy sighed and leaned back against the bar, surveying the crowd before us.

"Thank you for dragging me out tonight," she said. I grinned, leaning against the bar next to her. "I don't know how I managed to keep from going insane in that office before you came along, but I'm so happy we can face things together now."

"Me too, Peg. Me too."

We stood together in comfortable silence for a few moments, sipping our drinks and enjoying watching the crowds and taking in the music. Finally, I sighed and set my mostly-empty glass on the bar behind me, then turned to Peggy.

"Alright, Peg. I don't know about you, but I think it's time to dance."

The corner of her mouth quirked up, and she set her glass down next to mine.

"I'd say I agree."

I grinned, then took her hand and dragged her out onto the dancefloor with me. She followed along, laughing, and we wove our way through the crowd until we found a good dance space. As soon as we found it, we faced each other and held hands, taking turns spinning each other around and dancing like maniacs to the beat.

I laughed as Peggy spun me, poorly, and I almost went knocking into a couple dancing next to us. They looked to be here on a date, and gave Peggy and I a dirty look, but we ignored them.

"Are you trying to go bowling for the people around us?" I called, laughing over the music as I came back towards Peggy and spun her out and away from me next. She laughed too, a carefree smile on her face that I hadn't seen in far too long.

"Maybe! Or maybe I'm trying to keep your reflexes sharp."

"Oh gee, thanks," I scoffed, rolling my eyes as we launched into the lindy hop. "Really Peg, I appreciate it."

"Good! You can repay me by doing my filing tomorrow."

I threw my head back and laughed, and after a minute, Peggy joined in. We lost track of time whirling across the floor together, both of us putting unique spins on the dances, since neither of us were very used to dancing the guy's part. We had more fun as a result, and while a few people shot us judgey looks as we flew across the floor, most people just smiled good-naturedly at the fun we were clearly having.

Once we both started sweating enough, we stumbled off the floor together, massive grins dominating both our faces. Peggy took a detour to the bar while I found us a table in the back to rest and catch our breath for a few moments, scanning the crowd again as I did. Sousa had absolutely hit it out of the park with this recommendation.

"Two waters, and two signature cocktails," Peggy announced, setting the drinks down before sliding into the booth with me. I smiled.

"Thanks, Peg. Cheers."

We toasted, then settled in together, laughing and talking the night away as we observed everyone around us. We made a few more trips to the dancefloor, spinning around with the same reckless abandon as when we'd started, and when we finally piled into a cab a little after one in the morning, we both knew the judgey looks from Ms. Fry would be worth it.

"We really need to do this more often," I mused, stumbling down the hallway with my shoes in one hand, my bed calling to me. Still, I paused with Peggy outside her door as she took out her keys.

"I actually think I agree with you," she said, shooting me a smile. "I haven't had fun like that since before the war. And maybe not even then."

"Likewise. We'll have to tell Sousa his recommendation was fantastic."

"That we will. But not until Monday. For once in my life, I'm going to do absolutely nothing tomorrow."

I grinned. "I support you in that, Peggy. In fact, I support you so much, I think I'll join you in solidarity."

We shared beaming smiles, then both disappeared into our own apartments. I immediately fell into bed, not bothering to change, a smile on my face. Sometimes, you just really needed a girls' night.

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hjbirthdaywishes · 20 days

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April 5, 2024

Happy 42 Birthday to Hayley Atwell.

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 7 months

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The Morally Grey Ch 1: Mistreated Meeting ~Peggy Carter xFem Scientist!Reader

The SSR captures Reader, an eccentric, genius scientist for her time, but they can’t seem to crack her. That is until Peggy Carter gives Reader a run for her money…

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Warnings: angst, teasing, pet names, interrogation, abuse of government position, implied physical abuse, wounds, cuts, swollen lip, implied injuries, implied hitting, implied punching, implied physical harm, etc.

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“Y/N L/N, you are under arrest…—” the male agent grunted along with other words as she shoved you to the floor and then picked you up in hand cuffs.

The SSR had picked you up after they had found your lab filled with “questionable” experiments, as they called them. But the problem was, they had the lab, they had you, but they had nothing connecting the two.

Personally, you did not find the term “questionable” nor “experiments” during for your work… You were a scientist, an inventor. You had inventions, creations, technology, etc… “Experiments” were for junior high science fairs.

You were good at covering your tracks, for the most part at least. You had been caught at a black market auction, having bought the last Vibranium since the War. They couldn’t tie your lab back to you, but they had found it, and they had been tracking you for a while now. And so, you were sitting in the SSR interrogation room, being grilled by their best agents.

First a duo, a small, brunette man with a tall, blonde man. They played good cop, bad cop. But you would never fall for something so simple. Then, it was a crippled veteran, who did a softer approach. Trying to appeal to your better nature. But that didn’t make you budge either. Then the two men came back, only angrier. And so on. They brought in one or two other agents, but the main three always came back.

They had been at it for hours…

The blonde agent came in a final time, this time he brought a stick… He sighed and told you that he didn’t want to do this. You were almost offended. You spat in his face and told him off, the fact being that you would never give in to a tactic as degrading as physical persuasion. He did not like that…

Once he was done with you, the agent you came to recognize as Sousa came in. His face told you that he was definitely against what his colleague had just done. He sighed, and you noticed that he was carrying a first aid kit. He brought his chair around and next to you.

“I’d like to clean you up. Is that alright?” He asked, although by his tone it sounded like he was practically begging to make right the wrong that he felt had been done onto you.

You bit your lip and winced lightly as you had forgotten it was swollen and bleeding. You nodded lightly. The brunette agent nodded and smiled lightly, his face full of concern at your wince. He sat and began cleaning your wounds.

“I’m sorry…” he muttered under his breath, obvious not wanting his superiors to hear, but feeling bad enough where he felt he needed to say something.

“It’s alright…” you mumbled, not meeting his eye.

“Why didn’t you give him something? Anything…?” Sousa asked in his normal and somewhat honest tone, although you were sure this was also just another tactic.

“Don’t negotiate with terrorists.” You huffed with a shrug, which you immediately regretted and winced lightly again.

“Try to stay still…” Sousa muttered, looking at you sympathetically.

When he had finished patching you up, he sighed in content and moved himself and his chair back. You were getting tired by now. A knock on the door indicated Sousa was needed, and you sighed as you were left alone once more. Then you sat there. For a while.

Suddenly, the main lights of the building turned off. You assumed it was night time and that the lights had been turned off for the night. Now only the little lamp on the table gave you a way to see.

Just when you thought that they were going to leave you here for the night, the door opened once more. A classy brunette entered the interrogation room. Your head perked up.

“My name is Agent Peggy Carter. And you are Ms. Y/N L/N.” the female agent spoke in the most elegant British accent ever.

You shrugged, trying to hide any and all reactions that the British agent was successfully pulling out of you.

“Doesn’t change anything. I’m not talking.” You huffed.

At this, Agent Carter smiled in a gleaming, challenging manner. She then took a seat, across from you. You shivered at her close presence.

“Everyone has left. It’s just us.” The woman explained with a tone of a hidden agenda.

“Ah. They wouldn’t let you in here with me before?”

“No, they would not allow it at all.” She curtly said, “But I’m confident I’ll have you talking before they come back.”

Peggy spoke with sparkling eyes and a calculated smirk.

“Good. Starting off better than all those men from before…” you mused aloud.

The brunette chuckled and nodded in recognition and amusement. She put her hands together and on the table, as if to signal that the interrogation was beginning. Her face got more serious.

“First most, I wanted to apologize for my colleague’s behavior. I agree with you, I don’t warrant or believe in unneeded physical abuse of any kind.” Peggy sympathetically spoke.

You couldn’t tell if her sympathy was forward or just another tactic…

“Hmmm…” you hummed, nodding lightly.

Honestly, you were too tired to tell…

“You know… I have a friend who I believe is a lot like you…” she purred, setting the bait, her dumb, little smirk returning.

Your dumbass was too focused on her hair, her eyes, her hands, her neck, her lips to recognize her trap…

“Oh?” You spoke.

Peggy smirked.

“Yes. His name is Howard. He’s an inventor, like you. He likes to experiment, likes to create. He’s a genius. And I believe you are too.” the brunette charmed you.

You gulped and your eyes widened, your mouth going dry.

“I don’t think you are a bad person, Y/N. I think you are misunderstood. Like my friend.” She continued with a purr.

You felt seen.

A few minutes of silenced past.

“Thank you…” you whispered.

“I want to help you, Darling. But in order to do that, I need to understand you and your situation…” Peggy purred.

Darling… That sent sparks to your core…

“Ok…” you shuddered.

“Okay…?” She asked.

“Ok… I’ll tell you...”

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Chapter 2 Out Now!!

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agentcarterzine · 4 months

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highladyofterrasen7 · 5 months

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So many fucking cliffhangers

#marvel #agent carter #peggy carter #agent peggy carter #shield #captain america #bucky barnes #iron man #edwin jarvis #hayley atwell #howard stark #nick fury

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starbucky-stuff · 10 months

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they’ve been reunited!!!

“you look different” “i could say the same about you” - our convo

(2/2)

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she-wolf09231982 · 1 year

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Chapter 1-Protégé

Summary: Howard Stark plucked you from boot camp to conduct his first female test subject using preserved blood samples taken from Captain America in place of the original Super Soldier Serum

Author Note: Character Intro, Steve Rogers x Female!Avenger reader, Captain America x Female!Avenger reader, Y/N, L/N=Wolf, Avengers, Marvel movie references, Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Story takes place in 1953, Reader Avenger name She-Wolf, Military terminology, Post Captain America: The First Avenger, Pre Avengers

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Howard Stark is known for his brilliant and innovative mind. He was an inventor, engineer, businessman, and most importantly, a scientist. During World War II he helped perfect the Super Soldier serum that led to the beginning of Captain America with the help of a young man with the willingness to serve his country: Steve Rogers.

Since Howard Stark was indeed a scientist, testing theories and experimentation was what the man did best. He was curious to see if the same dosage of this special serum that was injected into Steve Rogers could also be used on a female with the same results. However, because the concentrated components of the serum nearly killed Steve during infusion and transformation, the effects on a female could be equally (if not more) fatal.

1953

Howard had decided to seek out a female subject to test his theory. He had been pitching the idea since legislation formally allowed women to join the military in 1948. As the Korean War ended, he was finally granted permission to proceed with his experiment. Howard headed to Texas to find his next volunteer at Lackland Air Force Base. That’s where he discovered you.

You enlisted in the Air Force and was close to completing your basic training. You had just finished a vigorous physical training course when you were approached by your training instructor (T.I.) to report to the common room in the women’s bay of the squadron. As you walk into the room covered in sweat and dust from head to toe, there stood Howard Stark writing out some sort of equation on the chalkboard. You waited patiently for him to address you but he remained at the board with his back turned to you.

“Sir, Trainee Wolf reports as ordered.” You announce.

“No need for formalities here, Miss Wolf.” Howard responded without turning around.

“Sir?” You asked.

Howard turned around and spoke to you, “Relax, young lady. I’m only here to chat with you.”

You eased your stance, and exhaled since you had been holding your breath.

“Have a seat.” Howard gestured at the chair across from the desk he stood on the opposite side from.

You obliged, but sat rigid in your seat uncertain and suspicious of this interaction. Howard sat in the chair at the desk opposite you like a teacher with a student.

“My name is Howard Stark. Have you heard of me?” He began.

“Yes sir.” You responded.

“That’s good. Then you must know what I’ve accomplished in my career?” He continued.

“I do, sir.” You kept your answers short and sweet.

You don’t know what this meeting is or what this man was up to but you weren’t letting your guard down.

Howard smirked as he studied you.

You remain stiff in your chair, waiting, staring back at him.

“Well, I’ll cut right to the chase.” He finally said standing up.

You watched him carefully as he walked around the desk.

“You’ve heard of Operation: Rebirth?” He asked.

“I have, sir. It was one of our lessons in class.” You explained.

“Then as you know, that’s how Private Steve Rogers became Captain America.” Howard paused…You waited.

“I came to Lackland to find a female subject to test the Super Soldier Serum on to see if the outcome would be the same. I have been observing your flight behind the scenes as you and your fellow pupils have been training. The other day I saw you, without hesitation, jump into a moat to rescue a teammate who slipped in on the obstacle course. Why?” He asked.

You look at him confused.

“Because she didn’t know how to swim, sir.” You said plainly.

“But it effected your final score when you crossed the finish line.” He added.

“Yes, but her safety is a priority. I can always start the race over. A human life doesn’t work the same way.” You justified.

Howard nodded in approval. He was impressed by your principles and sense of integrity. You were a breath of fresh air restoring his faith in humanity. Not to mention you were extremely fit physically and mentally. He saw you keep your cool while single handedly carrying the drowning female out of the water filled trench that day. You were perfect for this test.

“I would like for you to return with me to my lab so we can construct our first female super soldier.” Howard finally declared.

You averted your eyes to the floor, processing what he just said.

“Dr. Abraham Erskine originally generated this formula and speculated that the effects of the serum depended on the persons’ personality. Captain America being the prime example. Unfortunately, Dr. Erskine was murdered by a HYDRA spy and any remaining vials we had left of the initial formula were destroyed. We are only left with blood samples taken from Rogers in an attempt to recreate Erskine’s concoction.” He explained.

“You want to use me, sir?” You queried.

He nodded. You paused, then thought of another troubling question.

“Could this kill me?” You asked with slight strain in your voice.

“Well, the serum alone almost killed Rogers. Obviously, he survived. Not to mention, he was skinny and weakly at the time of infusion. You would be receiving vials of his blood intravenously through our Vita-Ray Chamber which emits wavelengths of radiation designed to accelerate and stabilize the fluid’s effect on the body of the patient inside.” Howard tried to explain simply.

You look at him.

“So, my odds of survival are higher since the serum is basically diluted in Captain America’s blood?” You retranslated.

“That’s one theory.” He replied.

You narrow your eyes at him. He senses your skepticism, then continues.

“This is science. We test hypotheses without knowing the exact outcome. That’s why we have to test them…to see what outcome works.” He clarified.

“And how many theories have you tested?” You asked.

Howard hesitated. “You will be the first female subject.” He admitted.

Your eyes widened. It all seemed so risky, yet also an opportunity of a lifetime. To serve a greater good and make a difference. It was the whole reason you joined the military in the first place.

You take a deep breath then exhale.

“I’ll do it.” You decided out loud.

Howard was ecstatic. And it showed all over his face.

“Excellent! I’ll make arrangements with your commander immediately.” He crossed the room to the door exiting the room.

You remain in the chair, wondering if you made the right choice.

“You can do this.” You thought to yourself.

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Howard Stark brought you to New York where the Vita-Ray Chamber was located. He set you up with sleeping quarters on the compound where the experiment was to take place. This was a busy place.

As Mr. Stark gave you the grand tour, you noticed every person walking around was wearing a white lab coat and carrying clipboards. Multiple rooms with tons of glass beakers and tubes filled with different colored bubbling liquids. You swear you saw a huge glass ball with electricity pulsing through it. Looked like scenes from the Boris Karloff Frankenstein film you watched when you were a kid.

You look around wide eyed and awestruck, barely listening to Howard’s words.

He noticed how preoccupied your mind was and chuckled.

“I know this is quite overwhelming. All this buzzing around happening here. All I need you to worry about is maintaining your mental and physical health while you’re here. We will commence testing in a about a month or so after we’ve achieved and charted your initial physical examination to ensure your body is prepared for the infusion.” He explained.

“Yes sir, Mr. Stark.” You replied while nodding.

You both continue to walk through the building, your mind swirling with questions.

“Mr. Stark, do these people know why I’m here?” You ask.

“Of course.” He looked over at you. “You are the most popular topic circulating through the labs. I’ve been waiting for eight years to proceed with this project. You know, since we’ve lost Rogers in 1945.” He added.

“Right.” You remembered from your classroom lessons in basic what happened to Steve Rogers.

Crash landing an aircraft filled with HYDRA weaponry into the Arctic preventing mass casualties. A lot of your lectures stemmed from Steve Rogers/Captain America history as a matter of fact.

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You spent approximately six weeks preparing for the Vita-Ray Chamber. Your daily schedule consisted of three balanced meals, two-hour physical fitness routines with a personal trainer that increased with difficulty every week, marksmanship practices, and Special Operation lectures to enhance your combat skills. Howard Stark also ensured your schedule included at least eight hours a sleep every night. You never felt so healthy in your life.

The day has arrived for you to receive the serum. You were nervous, sitting on your bed, wearing what can only be described as a white pleated pajama set. Your hair neatly pulled back into a braid. You hear a knock at your door, then see Mr. Stark’s face appear.

“Ready?” He asked.

You nod, push up from the bed and join him in the hall. He sensed something weighed heavy on your mind.

“Having second thoughts?” He began.

“No, sir. But I do have a concern.” You reply.

“Go on?” He urged.

“In one of the lectures, my professor said you added a unique blend of preservatives to Captain America’s blood samples that I’m about to get.” You explained.

“I did.” He confirmed.

“Won’t that extra component effect the experiment somehow?” You question.

“It was necessary to add a stabilizer to the blood since it was unknown when we’d be able to conduct this experiment. The preservation ingredients are macrobiotic and were meticulously studied to ensure it wouldn’t tamper with the serum’s original basis.” Howard reassured.

“I see.” You say quietly.

He sees the concern wash over your face as you enter the elevator. Howard pressed the lower-level button, then folded his hands in front of him.

“I know you’re worried, Y/N. As the infusion is taking place, we will be closely monitoring your heart rate, oxygen levels, pulse, and blood pressure. If any of your vitals are even remotely irregular, we will abort the whole thing.” He clarified.

“Thank you, Mr. Stark.” You say looking at him with a weak smile.

You finally reach the door to the lab containing the chamber. You let out a long exhale as the door slides open and a team of people in white lab coats all turn to meet your gaze.

Howard gave you a gentle nudge forward to cross the threshold.

A woman appeared from behind a machine meeting you and Mr. Stark in the center of the room. A brunette with a British accent and a confident friendly face.

“Agent Carter, glad you could make it!” Howard greeted her.

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world, Howard.” She replied shaking his hand. She looked at you.

“Agent Margaret Carter,” she extended her hand to you, “but, my friends call me ‘Peggy.’” She said with a smile and a wink as you shook her hand.

“Nice to meet you, ma’am.” You returned.

Peggy and Howard laughed.

“I appreciate the customs and courtesies, but please, Agent Carter or Peggy will suffice.” She clarified.

Peggy addressed Howard again.

“The Vita-Ray Chamber is prepped and ready. Whenever you’re ready.” She said placing her hand encouragingly on the side of your shoulder. She turned on her heel and joined one of the team members at one of many machines.

Howard faced you.

“It’s time, Y/N.” He stated.

You look to him, then at the sea of white lab coats in front of you. All of them staring at you, lined up on either side of the infusion machine, waiting for you to proceed onward to what could be a major success story, or a complete utter failure. You square yourself towards the chamber and take a deep breath.

“I’m ready.”

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