Bab 20: chapter 20 freshwater
Steve laughed, "From the rumors I heard about him, sounds about right.",
smiling as he put on his trousers and his shirt, and Peggy giggled as she then put on her trousers, relieved that it wasn't a skirt, and put on her shirt as well.
Peggy then blinked, "Huh, I guess shoes are too hard to figure at the moment.", as she put on socks, and Steve nodded as he put on his socks as well,
"Leather ain't easy to do compared to cotton or rubber soles for the bottom.".
"At least it's something to at least keep them clean... might not have anything to wear when on the battlefield if the rumors about the German's giantess were true...", Steve said.
"You mean about her being barefooted? Maybe she gets a thrill out of that...",
Peggy sighed. "I'm sure we'll find out,
one way or another... unless the Russians finish her off first.", Steve replied.
Her true rampage started at Kursk days after those Soviet pilots first encountered her. Pushing from the south in direct support of II SS Panzer
Corps as they tore through the Soviet defenses; the breakthrough was nearly achieved until the Red Army rushed in many of their reserves to stem them.
It also proved that even she had her limits as enough firepower from heavy artillery and aircraft could drive her back.
But the casualties were still immense for the Soviets even when they reversed the German gains and drove back both pincers.
Peggy nodded, "True.", smiling wryly, "She will be surprised when she finds out, that's for sure.", and Steve chuckled, "Yep.", feeling far more comfortable now.
Oh, he is comfortable with her nudity, indeed, but it still terrifies him for he didn't want to make any sudden moves when she was vulnerable.
And now, with Peggy looking quite better with clothes on, happier, non-vulnerable like she wanted to be, Steve reached to squeeze her hand, "
We're probably waiting for a boat ride or something to Fort Tilden, but right now, can I kiss you, Peggy Carter?", with a warm, loving smile.
"I'd be more than happy to take you up on that, Steve Rogers.",
Peggy smiled back before he leaned forward for another kiss with her.
Steve caressed her cheek and hair as he kissed her, feeling a tiny bit smug at the fact that he's finally taller than Peggy, yet happy that Peggy fit perfectly against him as
Peggy caressed his shoulder and hair, feeling surprisingly content and safe this way, like he's treating her not like a fragile flower or a ticking bomb, but like a, dare she say, a queen.
The two of them kissed for a few more moments before finally breaking once more as Peggy gave a gentle smile,
"You're getting better at that, Steve.", looking up at him slightly.
"Well, I've been practicing.", Steve replied with a gentle smile of his own.
Peggy giggled, "Indeed.", smiling as she brushed Steve's hair softly, "There, you look dapper as ever.",
and Steve chuckled, "Why, thank you, Captain.", brushing Peggy's curls over her shoulder,
"I guess you're right about what you said earlier. You are beautiful no matter what size you are.".
Peggy blushed lightly, her heart swelling at the compliment, and then heard the distant thrum of a boat engine in the distance,
with the nearby sound of the outside hanger doors opening, and walked slightly out of Steve's embrace, smiling, "Well, sounds like it's our ride.".
"Sail us all around Long Island then since there's no way we're marching through the city.", Steve chuckled.
"Wonder what they've got for us.", with a shrug. "I don't care if it's a simple tug or the Queen Elizabeth, I'll take whatever that can carry us.", Peggy said.
Steve laughed softly, "I think the Queen Elizabeth ship is too eye-catching.
A simple tug would be way better.",
and Peggy snorted, "Touche. And besides, less attention is good.".
"Certainly since we're still supposed to be a secret for now...
certainly won't last long though.", Steve said. "Getting camera shy already?", Peggy teased.
Steve chuckled, "I can't stop people from taking films of us,
but we could destroy cameras if we wanted to, but I doubt they would cross the line that much.".
"They'll need it for home consumption... show that the war is going our way.
I certainly know that back home would love to see Jerry driven back to Germany.", Peggy smiled.
"Well, if things go well, then that'll be the case. It'll all be over sooner than later with us at the front hopefully.", Steve grinned.
Peggy nodded, "Indeed.", and soon, they saw their chosen ride, which is a simple tug, with Colonel Phillips
directing them on with careful steps and such, and they went off to Fort Tilden via
Long Island the long way around and made it a few hours before sunset.
Steve and Peggy were tucked in like babies, covered by tarps, pretending to be storage, and without much hassle,
they made it to the fort, carefully crawling through the front gate, and with an ingenious elevator platform once they got in,
lowered them down, deep underground into a ginormous place that's like three times bigger than Yankee Stadium.
It was clearly outfitted for a 100ft tall person, and yet for two 50 ft tall people, it's roomier in a technical way.
"Been planning ahead for this, huh?", Steve whistled as they looked around.
"Since at least 1940.", Erskine cleaned his glasses.
"Was hard to convince Roosevelt about this project until I pointed out how Hitler was doing the same.".
Peggy smirked, "Smart of you, doc.", looking around,
"Wow, clearly some training equipment in way of cars and such. And is that a pool?".
Erskine smiled, "Freshwater and heated which you can drink from. Those radar dishes are bowls in a way where you can scoop the water.
And as for the food, it comes down by platform for the three meals of the day. Mainly bone-less fish, cheese, and eggs, and it's all cured and cooked.
And Steven, before you wonder, the people are getting paid for this.", with a nod.
Steve exhaled in relief, "Thank goodness. I just don't want to make people poor when they aren't paid...",
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