Natalia spoke of another version of me once. She was American and lived a slightly different life to mine.
[Which was strange to think about, but also interesting.]
It makes me wonder about other people I knew back home. Not just during the war, but afterwards, at the agency. Is there another version of them somewhere?
[She is going to tell Natasha the story, but Peggy needs a moment.]
I had a brother - Michael was his name. He believed that I could be a good field agent. In fact, he recommended me for it, but I turned it down because I was getting married. Sadly, Michael was killed on active duty and I lost the only person who truly believed in me. I thought I should honour him by taking up the field agent position.
Michael was brave and smart. He stood up for me when I was younger and even as an adult, when I was trying to figure out my life. We had a really close relationship growing up - I felt safe with him.
Somehow, he knew I was destined for greater things.
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[When she's finished with the cookie, she reaches for her whiskey and takes a generous sip.]
Most of the time I just have an early night and go to bed. Hardly exciting.
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[She says it teasing. Natasha doesn't intend to push Peggy to actually answer.
She's here now.]
Maybe I should drag you out more often. Though I might be a bad influence.
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[Peggy replies sagely, reaching for another cookie.]
Not the kind that will add to my sin list of course, but enough to loosen me up.
[It's not the whiskey talking.]
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[Natasha lifts her glass in a half-toast, then sets it down after a sip.
She reaches for another cookie.]
Though I can't promise it won't add gluttony to your list.
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Well, I suppose it's not the worst of the deadly sins.
[She finishes the cookie in about three bites.]
Anyway, we deserve a treat every now and again. Especially with the shit they put us through.
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Even us?
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[Peggy takes a swig from her glass.]
I probably haven't been having as much fun as I should be having.
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[Prior to that, she'd tried very hard to be all business.]
But you're running into some old friends here, aren't you?
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[Her expression grows fond for a moment. It wouldn't be the same without Natasha.]
Have you met Nikola Tesla yet?
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[She wouldn't call them close, but he certainly made an impression.
Makes an impression.]
You two hit it off?
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[Peggy smiles, taking a sip from her drink.]
Never expected to meet someone from history before. He died in 1943.
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[Or at least this version of them did. Hard to say one way or the other what happened in their own universe.
At this point, Natasha wouldn't frankly be surprised if he were a vampire there either.]
I hate to point this out to you, Carter, but from my perspective you are someone from history.
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How right you are, Natasha. I'm practically a living museum artifact.
[She chuckles, reaching over to grab the bottle and tops up both of their drinks.]
I still don't want to know what lies ahead of me though.
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[Natasha flashes a slight smile as she says that, though it doesn't last long.
Just a reminder that Peggy has things to get back to. Things she has to do.]
Who knows, I might not know what happens to you anyway. Seems like there's more different versions of us than we knew.
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[Which was strange to think about, but also interesting.]
It makes me wonder about other people I knew back home. Not just during the war, but afterwards, at the agency. Is there another version of them somewhere?
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Maybe more than a few.
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[Peggy takes a sip from her glass.]
I don't think I've told you this before, but I was engaged once. If the wedding had gone ahead, my life would've gone down a different path.
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[Natasha leans a little closer, curious. Or maybe just encouraging.]
So what happened? Obviously it fell though.
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I had a brother - Michael was his name. He believed that I could be a good field agent. In fact, he recommended me for it, but I turned it down because I was getting married. Sadly, Michael was killed on active duty and I lost the only person who truly believed in me. I thought I should honour him by taking up the field agent position.
So I did.
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I miss him.
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Tell me about him? If you like. If you'd rather not... It's not like I was the most forthcoming about my sister.
But I'd like to hear.
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[She does take a drink from her glass first.]
Michael was brave and smart. He stood up for me when I was younger and even as an adult, when I was trying to figure out my life. We had a really close relationship growing up - I felt safe with him.
Somehow, he knew I was destined for greater things.
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[Smiling. She doesn't mean that to dismiss or minimize the importance of her brother's opinion.]
Not that I'm sure there weren't plenty of people who did.
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He was probably the first to realise it about me. Then I found some more people who believed in me after I signed up for the war effort.
Admittedly, that took longer than I’d like but a lot of people believed women shouldn’t have been at the front.
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