We never go out of style ✨ / Marvel Fanfic
Aka JJ & Peggy have a little chat over the phone in a hospital room
Timeline: From Age Of Ultron to Civil War
Warning: Old Lady Peggy Carter coming to swoon a few hearts ♥️ She is in her 60s-early 70s
@gcthvile - Elizabeth Stark mentioned ✨
Characters mentioned: Howard, Tony, Jarvis and etc
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The hospital has not been a favorable place to be in. Even a nursing home wasn’t sure of the difference between both anymore. But either way they both brought back daring memories and darling one.
Like when Tony was born
Or Hank’s only kid was brought into the world
And for better or worse, seeing Miss Margaret Carter in and out of hospital for different occasions. Some were good like the birth of her children and others were odder cases like an injury or two.
Today, it was a hospital but other people like to called a nursing home.
The nursing home has been brighter more days than not, having new paint jobs done and welcoming decorations put up during special events. Especially a simple well designed holiday.
Plus it helped that the people working there were kind young folk like himself, aside from the adults in their 30s and 40s.
He made his way holding up a beauty of a bouquet filled with daisies and a small little teddy bear holding a heart. He knew it was cheesy but anything to put a smile on the lady he was going to see.
His lady.
The founder of the very organization he sweetly applied to help protect.
The women who drive him nuts and who he loves to annoy just to see her crack a smile.
Mrs. Margaret Carter. Peggy. His Peg.
He knocked on the door, opening it with a soft smile saying, “Where’s my favorite lady? I sorta owe her a date night.”
“Aww my knight in shining armor.” She chuckled in her bed, her curls loosen and smile lines more promptly found, “Your a sap darling.”
“I know but you love me for it.”
“Sadly I do.”
“Sadly?!”
That caused Peggy to laugh at his reaction, patting the bed to sit down next to her. And he happily followed suit, lazily wrap an arm around her, smiling.
“How you doing, doll?” He asked with a soft grin, “Hit anyone lately?”
She playfully slapped his chest and grins, “No. I’m an angel here, they treat me right. I got chicken and white rice today. Yesterday it was Ham.”
“Oh lucky girl you can treated like royalty. Can I stay with you? Technically I should be here with you.”
“No, you wouldn’t like it. You will get bored and impatient here, my darling. You’re time will come, I promised.”
“Nah babe, I kinda stopped looking to see what happened and how I can fix everything.”
“You know, our very own godson suggested you drive off a bridge and see what happened for science purposes once.”
“He’s trying to kill his old man with that scientific idea.”
The two of them laughed out loud at that. He handed her a glass of water, just in case she ended up with a coughing fit but he was lucky, she didn’t.
“How are your kids?” Jason asked with a smile.
“Oh Thomas is good, working on his degree and Lilly is working at the children’s hospital downtown today with her sister.” Peggy explained, “They called and talked for hours.”
“Aww.”
“I wish Tony called or visited me. I’ll pull him by the damn ear one of theses days, i don’t care if he’s grown!”
“Go ahead I ain’t stopping you! You’re his godmother.”
“…I miss this. I miss you, why do you come and see my more often? Like twice a month.”
He sighed, “I’m sorry, I will make it a habit to do so, I promise.”
“Good, because if it was the other way around..” She started but didn’t have to finish her sentence cause he knew.
“I know you would and I love you for it.”
“You Muppet…You know I was always fond of your sister.”
Over the years the older she got, Peggy developed this small habit to ending up randomly blurting out a comment which lead to a different perspective on things or a completely new conversation in general.
He never minded it. He loved it actually, since it showed her mind was still fired up with things to say and she would say her mind no matter what. Especially if it was a witty one hand comment or clever wording on a subject.
It was a good thing as well considering her Alzheimer’s made her forget things, faces and relive memories in her head. So seeing her ramble on a topic, made him smile, because it showed that she’s doing fine.
And due to him spending so much time around her and their friend group, he developed the odd but silly little habit too.
“Oh how so?” He questioned with a smile, surprised that she remembered Dottie that well but then again, she was a chancing point for the brunette.
“She had a special spunkiest to her that I adored.” She exclaimed, with a grin as if she’s looking into a memory, “Gorgeous, honestly a brilliant blonde and she was crazy about me.”
“Ohh really now?”
“Oh please as if you didn’t know. Dottie kept me on my toes and I would say there was a certain amount of chemistry there. She kissed me and it was unexpected but..I sorta liked it.”
He mocked gasped, “Margaret Carter! You shady lady. How long have you had theses thoughts about my sister?”
Peggy smirked, “She only ever asked to be interrogated by me and it made me feel impressed that she respected me.”
“You hated her!”
“But it was rather refreshing chance of cat and mouse between us!”
“She was obsessed with you.”
“And with good reason.”
“Margaret!”
“Hey! You like my friends. Angie was your favorite.”
“She’s was a peach, stubborn, playful and a little snappy. I liked it. But it’s my sister we’re taking about!”
“Oh hush! Let me have my fun memories.”
“Yes ma’am. Go ahead and keep those memories.”
~~~
That’s when Peggy went into another memory that was sweet but stung a little for Jason.
Elizabeth Stark.
Howard’s sister and a love in his life.
Yes, he loved Angie and then Violet for plenty of years. But with her, it was different. Cozy even.
The one that got away from him, that he never got a chance to see if those feeling could actually take full force due to respect he had for brother.
Yes, him and Elizabeth over the years have sneaked off to test out a few short lived dates but it didn’t last long. Even a couple of shared kisses underneath the mistletoe during Christmas were made.
But he always assumed she liked other people in the end and he respected her too much to string her along. So he let her do her own thing and he went along to do his own.
Even though he lived together, raised their nephew under the same roof and saved one another life a plenty of times. They never actually got together, where marriage could’ve been involved one day.
But he did have a promise ring in which he gave her the day before they lost her. She died with that diamond wrapped around her finger and he was left with the tiny box.
And here was Peggy talking about her, as if she was still alive in front of them. It made him smile brightly that her spirt lived on forever.
“You love her?” She asked, resting her head on a pillow watching him pace the room for another glass of water.
He handed her a glass and nodded, “Of course i do. We both love her.”
“It hurts she went down that day…”
“I know Peg, but she still lives on in spirt.”
“..would you have married her?”
“I..”
“Grey.”
She used the nicknamed on him. His middle name is Grey, which is one of many nicknames people refer to him as such but Peggy used it catch his attention at times and she prefer it a lot more.
“Grey.” She repeated with a soft smile, sipping her water.
“I think so.” He replied with a smile.
“Good. I want to be there as the maid of honor when it happens.”
“Maid of honor?”
“Well, I most definitely won’t be standing on your side of the alter, now would I?”
“You sounded so British right now, you know that?”
“I’ll take that as a compliment my darling.”
He grinned and shook his head, “You’re like the sister I never had.”
“You do have a sister.” She added with a grin.
“Did I stutter, Ms. Carter?”
“Oh. Well aren’t you cheeky today? I like it!”
“But I’m serious, you’re like a big sister to me.”
She smiled as she blushed, “Aw darling stop. No please go on, I didn’t think you thought of me that way. I assumed you did but never actually thought it would be confirmed.”
“Oh of course I have. Dottie never treated me like she should have, nor loved me a way a big sister should, leaving me in the dust to pick up the pieces but you didn’t.” He added with a smile.
“You know, after Micheal I never thought I would have anyone else.”
“Hmm.”
“But then you and Howard came along, I felt almost whole. You’re like the little brother, my mother never gave me because she thought two nutty children were enough!”
“Oh really?”
He couldn’t contain his laughter at her sudden choice of words at the end as she smiled laughing around, feeling sportful. She toss a pillow across his face to shut him up as she laughed smirking at the sight of spilled water all over his shirt.
~~~
Yup they were like siblings, despite never actually saying the word out loud before until now. They didn’t have to say they acted like brother and sister, they just did. Every fight, every save, every argument they had and even the small moments between the built a united bond between the pair. Each hug, hand hold and even looks they shared meant more than words combined.
They lost many people over the years, either by death or losing touch due to some kind of issue. They have faced a lot together, she couldn’t imagine a world without Jason in it. After the war, Peggy felt lost and undersign by others, reduced to a lousy sectary or told she wasn’t much less than Captain America’s little lady.
A part of her almost believed it for some time until Howard, Elizabeth and Jason stepped in. 3 of the only people who believed in her at the time.
Yes she knew the three of them for a while but it was Jason who was working at the SSR alongside her with Mr. Jarvis, who fought to keep her on payroll. Encouraging her to keep going, fighting in restaurants together, saving each other’s skin and just having another person to talk to. She didn’t know she needed that at the time. Hell, when Jarvis wasn’t around, he cleaned up her wounds.
But Peggy wouldn’t lie about the times she wanted to punch the blonde for doing something stupid or saying something he shouldn’t have admitted in the first place. She even slapped him a couple of times over the years with a glare.
He would tease her about something like a crush saying she blushed and she would raise an eyebrow yelling, ‘I beg your pardon! I did not do such a thing.’ Or when they would mock each other’s accents in annoyance of the other person.
She didn’t even realized she had a goofy little grin on her face until Jason pointed it out. She rolled her eyes and smiled replying, “I was thinking about all the times you mocked me.”
“I never mocked you. Okay, maybe? Or twice..” He admitted chuckling knowing the truth to that query.
“You would mock me behind my back and I’ll always walk in and catch you.”
“It’s because you always had to make a point or worse run into danger.”
He mocked her English accent stupidly as she gasped, “Good lord man! I don’t sound like that.”
“Oh really? ‘Mr. Jarvis was with me. We’re completely fine!’, ‘I was merely getting the job done.’ Oh and my all time favorite, ‘I made a horrible decision. When’s lunch?’.”
“I hate you. I don’t sound like that and I never treated Jarvis like that!”
“You once came home and Jarvis was hit in the back with a dart, that knocked him out cold.”
“He was fine!”
“He was hilariously asleep and thought he was hallucinating ponies for the rest of the afternoon.”
“To be fair, for being my right hand he wasn’t the best for escaping targets..”
“He said and I quote, ‘Oh mummy it's the biggest horsey ever!’”
That got a real laugh out of Peggy as she remembered it so clearly, Jarvis was laying down on the couch with his eyes closed after saying, ‘Jarvelous!’ Then he fell right on the thick ground outside of the house, afterward they brought him inside to see if he was aright. Which he wasn’t.
Jason and Daniel questioned the situation saying she should’ve called for backup as she told them, ‘I did have back up. Mr. Jarvis was with me!’
Cue in, Jarvis lazily laying down on the couch pointing his finger muttering ever so clearly, ‘Oh mummy, it’s the biggest horsey ever!’
Jason couldn’t help but snorted as he got flashbacks of the memories in his head. Him and Peggy also remember the time Jarvis knocked over a two time Oscar nominee, Whitney Frost, with one of Howard’s precious car.
Elizabeth was just in shock as Howard looked out the window and yelled, ‘Jarvis, you just hit a woman with my car!’
‘I know, sir’ Edwin Jarvis said with a simple tone.
‘She’s a two-time Oscar nominee.’
‘Miss Frost is quite resilient. She’s fine. Trust me.’
He laughed remembering the look that Elizabeth and Peggy shared conveying shock but with a mix of pride towards the accident. They were all almost sued for it though but then again the women caused them so many issues and she basically killed her husband. With was also deemed as Jarvis’ revenge on the same women who came to their home and shoot his wife—Ana Jarvis lived of course, with a few minor yet sad complications to her surgery—but still!
Everything was fine after that, she was put always for good for her insane behavior and things slowly went back to normal for a while.
~~
Jason and Peggy spent the rest of the day together in her hospital room chatting, drinking gentle coffees and snacking on the fruits that were served to her room. On occasion, a call from friends or relatives would appear to be made, but it wasn’t immediately apparent what was being said over the phone.
The two of them even stayed in peaceful silence as they watched whatever was available on the tv screen.
All in all, it was nice.
They may be old enough and oddly fit for this position in the universe but they wouldn’t have it any other way.
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