Promotions
She stared at the door, knowing what would happen if she entered, but not knowing where her life would go if she didn’t. Peggy just looked at the newly painted door that now said ‘Chief Thompson’. Daniel had just walked out, giving her a sad look and walked away. Finally, she entered.
“Carter,” Thompson started. But before he could continue,
“Why are you firing him? Daniel Sousa is the best agent the SSR has ever had! And you are lucky to have him! You have no right to fire him! I understand why I am being fired, but he does NOT deserve it!”
“I do not know what you are talking about. Neither of you are being fired. And yes i agree Daniel is a great agent, just don't let him know i think that. He is actually being promoted. Thats what I called you in to tell you. He asked me to tell you.”
“Oh. Good. That's wonderful. Why did he ask YOU to tell me and why did he look upset?”
“The thing is Marge, the promotion… is in Los Angeles. So he has to-” he says being cut off by Peggy leaving the room.
“Daniel, congratulations. I’m so happy for you! I just don't understand why YOU weren't the one to tell me. I thought we were a team, I thought we were friends, why didn't you want to be the one to tell me?”
“You just said why. We ARE friends and we ARE a team. And I couldn't look at you and tell you I was leaving.” he said still not looking at her.
“Oh,” She pauses, “Right well, we will still be friends!” She says looking down.
“Of course we will Peg,” Daniel responds reaching his hand out and squeezing her shoulder.
Even though they both knew it wouldn't be the same when they both wanted more, they were getting less. Things got scary so Daniel left. He liked her and didn't realize, she too liked him.
When Daniel was in L.A., Peggy tried calling but he never answered. He wanted, no he NEEDED to move on and stop liking her. And her wanting to be “friends” was too hard for him. So he just didn't answer, because he thought he would never see her again. And then he met Violet and he thought he had moved on, until one day he turned around and there she was. Peggy Carter. Standing there in L.A. In his SSR building. Looking at him, just as beautiful and perfect, if not more, as when he left.