Nightmares
cougar!peg waking from a nightmare about the day steve "died" in WW2 - Anonymous
Air expelled from Peggy’s lungs like air from a balloon, it had all seemed so real, the icy blast of wind as it whistled through the broken windows of the plane, the tilt of the floor under her feet as said plane nosedived, the water.
For one horrible moment Peggy had been transported back in time forty-four years to The Valkyrie as Steve crashed the plane.
“Hey, Peggy…. Peggy, hush Sweetheart, it’s alright.” Steve’s voice crooned into her ear out of the darkness, his arms enveloping her in his comforting embrace.
“It felt so real…” Peggy said curling into his chest, already Steve’s sun-like body heat was chasing the cold from her extremities.
I know, Sweetheart… I know.” Steve murmured as her kissed the crown of Peggy’s head. “But it’s alright, I’m here now. Nothing is ever going to take me from you ever again, I promise.”
Even as he spoke those words, Peggy was drifting off again into a peaceful sleep.
“Goodnight, Sweetheart, sweet dreams.”