The Birth of Genevieve Gibbs
Fall 1977
Undisclosed location
Peggy Carter crept down the hall listening for any odd sounds. She knew the layout of the building by the blueprints Shield sent her. She knew where they kept their prisoners but they could be holding the pilot anyplace so she had to be alert. Luckily as she rounded another corner she heard the women’s screams coming from a room to her left.
‘Going in’ she mumbled to herself. She took a deep breath and summoned her strength and kicked in the door. Using the captors surprise to her advantage she fired her gun and killed three of them. Seeing the last one standing over a women laying on a metal table Peggy grabbed a chair and smashed it over his head killing him instantly. She paused to see if she could hear anyone else coming, deciding it was quite for a moment. Peggy headed to the head of the table and froze in shock when she saw a newborn baby girl laying on the chest of a badly bruised women.
“Are you Joan Matteson?” Peggy asked.
All the women could do was nod.
“My name is Peggy Carter and I’ve been sent to take you home.” She said softly.
The women just nodded her head toward the baby. Peggy took off her jacket and wrapped her up, cuddling her trying to warm the child up.
“Gibbs” the women said so softly Peggy had to lean close to hear her.
“Her name is Gibbs?” Peggy asked confused.
The women shook her head again said Gibbs then pointed her the table next to her. Peggy walked around and saw under her hand was a bunch of numbers that Joan must have written in her own blood when her captors weren’t looking. Just then Peggy realized Joan had gotten quiet and had stopped breathing. Reaching for her neck to check her pulse and finding none Peggy realized the mission has failed. She quickly wrote the numbers down and headed for the door with the baby. She had a helicopter to catch.
The helicopter was waiting for her in a deserted airstream outside of the city. The door opened and a small women stood there extending her hand to Peggy.
“Hello Peggy” the women said once Peggy had gotten in.
“Silvia” Peggy said in acknowledgement.
“Mission Genevieve failed.” She continued quietly, “I found her but she died before I could retrieve her. But she did give me a bit of information before she died.” Peggy said reaching into her jacket and unstrapping the baby from her hiding place.
Silvia Cole a.k.a Henrietta Lange just blinked at the baby “oh bugger”
Peggy laughed “I was surprised too! That’s why I was late I had to get supplies,” pointing to a bag at her feet.
Silvia climbed into the driver seat and started the engine, “We need to get out of here. You might need to make a call now so they can get a story out to the press.” She continued.
“Whatever for” Peggy asked distracted as she strapped the baby in.
Silvia gave her a sideways look “there is already a war going on. Do you think the American public or the government for that matter would take kindly to the idea that the great Peggy Carter couldn’t rescue a women pilot that was the only survivor of that crash? A women who was held captive beaten and if our intelligence was correct experimented on for months. Neither one of us would a job much less a home to come back to.” She paused for a minute. “You might not want to tell them everything (looking at the baby). We all need our secrets to help with retirement Margaret.”
Peggy just blinked at her- Silvia continued.
“Margaret you’ve been in this field longer than I. Why would they give you this mission? This mission was doomed to fail from the beginning.” Silvia paused chuckling “I know I am technically not part of SHEILD anymore, but you need to look out for yourself. They didn’t plan on this child and she will be experimented on if either of our agencies get a hold of her. No child deserves that.”
Peggy looked at her lost in thought, “you’re right” she said quietly as she reached for the satellite phone. She dialed a number and explained the situation to whoever had answered. Peggy kept looking at the baby who kept surprisingly quiet through the whole phone call. After she hung up she told Silvia where she was supposed to drop her off.
“Did she happen to name the baby or tell you the father’s name at least?” Silvia asked
Peggy sighed “All she said was Gibbs and gave me this number” she said pulling out the scrape of paper.
Silvia looked at the paper “hmm that looks like a marine service number”
Peggy perked up “Of course! Isn’t there a Gibbs in her training camp?” she asked
“Leroy I think” Silvia said.
“He must be the father” Peggy surmised.
Silvia nodded agreeing with her “so what are we going to do.”
Peggy looked longingly at the child “you and Branston could raise her”.
Silvia started to laugh “Margaret, Branston can barely stand me half the time- how do you think he’ll take to a baby.”
Peggy chuckled “I guess you’re right”
Silvia looked at Peggy “I guess an orphanage is the only option.”
Peggy nodded “She needs a birth certificate-a legal name”
“I can call in a favor-I’ll get her a birth certificate” Silvia said.
Peggy nodded knowing not to ask questions when it came to Silvia Cole.
“What should her name be?” Silvia asked.
Peggy looked at the baby thinking “the mission was called Genevieve, why don’t we name her Genevieve?”
Silvia smiled “I like it” she said as she started their dissent. As they landed she saw Edwin Jarvis waiting for Peggy outside a black car. “Is that Edwin?” Silvia said with a smile.
Peggy nodded and looked at Genevieve. “I am sorry to leave you like this Genevieve Joan Gibbs-but don’t worry we will meet again.”
“I’ll take care of her Peggy don’t worry” Silvia said then added, “Watch your back.”
Peggy nodded as she climbed out waved and made a run for the car. Silvia waited until Peggy was out of the way before she sighed thinking that this cover wasn’t supposed to be complicated. She started thinking up a plan as she lifted off and headed back to her home. There was a convent a few blocks from her home-after she got the birth certificate she decided she would leave Genevieve there. She looked over at the sleeping baby “Don’t worry Genevieve you might feel alone but you never will be. I will always be watching over you.” She had this feeling this was just the beginning of her time with Genevieve Joan Gibbs.