Peggy Carter (offthepeg) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2015-08-21 07:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, ~peggy carter |
Who: Peggy
Where: The cottage
What: Tiny bump petting
When: Friday early morning
Rating: Low
Open: Yes to either Steve or Bucky
There were still stars just about visible in the sky when Peggy woke up; darkness was still there and the boys were wrapped around her in a cuddle cocoon, soundly asleep and quiet. She extricated herself slowly and carefully from their arms and legs, slightly too warm to be completely comfortable. Once she was free, she climbed over Bucky and went to look out the window; the sky truly was beautiful here; no light pollution, clear and bright with hundreds of twinkling lights. Her head keened against the wall and she simply smiled, feeling small and insignificant in the way she liked to feel.
She was nearly eight weeks pregnant now, the slight curve of her stomach only visible when she was showing it off, but the feel of it was there. The firmness and fullness of Bucky's baby growing slowly but surely. This pregnancy had been so much easier than with Mouse and her horrid morning sickness; whether it was because it was Bucky's baby or it was her second, she didn't know. Stevie knew that there was another baby on the way and he had started patting her stomach and saying goodnight before she put him to bed. Mouse, of course, was too young to understand much but copied her older brother in everything and had a tendency to pat the 'baby' too.
Peggy felt, for the first time in her life, that her mind was quiet and happy. It had taken her a long time to not miss saving the world on a daily basis; perhaps now she finally was content to be on a quiet little island, making smaller differences to other people's lives.