Peggy Carter Hates Tuesdays
It happened on a Tuesday.
Peggy hated Tuesdays. Something always happened on Tuesdays.
Little but troublesome things, that were always pushed on her to deal with, like the coffee machine breaking last week and drenching a new agent in boiling hot liquid.
This was not like the other Tuesdays.
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One minute, she was just standing up to leave and catch the end of Angie's shift at the diner for dinner, and the next, she was standing in the middle of the street, rubble and chaos around her.
She and most of her coworkers who had been in the office at the time were standing in the middle of a crater where some sort of impact and explosion had recently occurred.
And then there were the creatures, living and dead, running amok in the streets around them.
The men from the SSR drew their guns while she tried to figure out where they were.
It looked rather like New York City, except -
A creature leaped at the SSR group, and three men shot at it, but their bullets didn't seem to bother it.
Then another figure crashed out of the sky to land in front of it, and the creature was sent flying backwards into a building by one punch. It didn't get up again.
Peggy and the other SSR agents, however, were not looking at the dying creature.
They were too busy staring at Captain America, alive and standing in front of them.
"-I don't know, I just got there, I told you, I just saw a flash of light and -"
He was talking into something in his ear - like a tiny radio? Peggy wondered - but he looked up and froze mid-sentence, when his gaze landed on Peggy.
"Uh. Guys? I could use some help over here." He said into the device, not looking away.
A creature snuck up behind him, but before Peggy could even say anything, a red and gold metal man flew out of the sky like a missile and blasted it with a beam of energy from one of its palms.
The metal man said something to Steve, but it must have been through the mini-radio, as Peggy couldn't hear it. She could see the metal man's double-take when he saw the array of people standing in front of him, however.
The metal man muttered something else, which made Steve frown and glance towards it for a moment, before staring at Peggy again.
The metal man flew off, continuing to dispatch the creatures attacking the city, and Peggy could sense Howard's gaze following it like a wolf sighting its prey. She wasn't sure if she was glad or annoying that he had been visiting the office, but that look meant she was going to have a headache later, and a lot of paperwork.
Her eyes were still locked on Steve's however, as he walked towards her.
"How are you here?" He asked.
"I don't know," she replied, feeling the envious gazes of her coworkers on her. Howard practically lept to her side and began talking so quickly that neither Peggy nor Steve were entirely sure of what he was saying.
Before anyone had any answers, however, someone else approached.
Peggy sensed the approach, as it brought a deadly killing edge with it, something she had only rarely experienced with some of the SSR's more deadly enemies.
Both her and Howard's jaws dropped when a cold-gazed, metal-armed Bucky Barnes marched towards them, a sleek-looking assortment of guns strapped to him, of types Peggy had never seen before.
Steve didn't seem surprised to see his dead best friend, but Peggy gazed with plain shock for a long moment before gathering herself.
To her surprise, however, Sergeant Barnes did not react much to the sight of her or Howard, and only the slightest widening of his eyes gave away that he recognized them at all.
"I see you are having guests. Don't mind us, we'll just finish fighting off the alien army while you catch up," Sergeant Barnes said, and Peggy was surprised at the rather cold tone of voice.
Steve winced slightly at it, before flashing a small smile to Peggy and Howard.
"I'll explain later," he muttered under his breath.
"On my way," he called back to his best friend, then he quickly guided the SSR agents out of the path of destruction to where they could help clearing away civilians, while he leapt back into the fray.
No, this was definitely not a normal Tuesday, Peggy thought to herself.