Steve and Bucky followed after White Widow, entering a room, where their eyes fell on a woman leaning against the desk, looking at her watch, waiting for them.

Steve stood there, watching her, but Bucky was flabbergasted, "Peggy?!"

Peggy smiled, wearing light blue, round-neck sweater with a blue coat and pants. She walked over, hugging him, "Barnes! You really are alive! I almost couldn't believe it when I first heard!"

Bucky blankly hugged her, turning his eyes towards Steve, who shrugged that he had no idea.

Peggy stepped back, walking over to Steve, looking at him in a daze, "Steve."

"Peggy," Steve softly took her name.

Yalena Belova, a.k.a White Widow, walked over the table, sitting down as talking in her Russian accent, "should we give you two the room?"

Peggy pressed her lips, taking a deep breath, "No..." She smiled at Steve and Bucky, "have a seat. There is a lot we have to talk about."

Steve walked over with Bucky, sitting on the other side of the table with Peggy sitting on the other side before Steve leaned forward, "Peggy...what is going on? It's like you have hardly aged a day," Steve frowned.

Peggy rubbed her head, "it's a long story, but I will make it short. You know Natasha, right? You worked with her?"

"Yes," Steve nodded, "she left quite an impression."

"Well, she was a part of the Black Widow program. Until she tried destroying Red Room, and she thought she did. But Dreykov didn't die, and he built this base," Peggy explained, leaning on the table.

"I thought you were going to make the long story short?"

Peggy smiled, glancing at Bucky, "I know you are not happy. But hear me out. After that, Natasha started working for SHIELD, whom Jay was watching closely at the time. So when she joined, he found out about the Red Room and realized that Red Room hadn't been destroyed. That was when he came to me."

Steve frowned as he heard the story, "wait, how old was he then?"

Peggy chuckled, "I was surprised too when a 15-16-year-old boy came to my house. Asking me to help him take down an organization like Red Room."

"He didn't come to because of Hydra?"

"No. I didn't know about Hydra then. But he brought a serum called Infinity Formula. And told me it would make me young again," Peggy smiled reminiscing, curling her lips, "I had already lived my life, had all the adventures enough for one life. But then, I saw the long list of women, young girls that were being exploited. And he didn't give me much choice when he said if I won't, he will leave them alone until he finds the next capable and trustworthy enough to take the position. Being in this business, you don't trust people with an organization spread over the world filled with brainwashed women."

"So you took the formula?" Steve let out a breath.

"Yes. Jay gave me Scarlet Dust, a product that gets rid of the effects of brainwashing. Then he, me, and Primo got rid of Dreykov, used his list of Operatives to free all the women from brainwashing. Since then, Red Room's purpose has changed. It mostly provides counseling and jobs to these women."

Bucky scoffed, "right, and that involves flying fighter jet."

Yalena munched on the apple, giving him a side glance, "some of us don't know what to do, other than this. You should understand more than anyone else."

Peggy pressed her lips, "that's not all we do. Although we work for women's welfare around the world. But people don't just donate money."

"So you assassinate people?" Steve frowned.

Peggy leaned forward, smiling at him, "you think that I would do that?"

Steve let out a breath, shaking his head, "No. I don't."

"We don't. But we have Detective Agencies around the world. With our resources, there are few crimes that we can't solve. So, the price of our services around the world our very high. And then, Primo provided us with a huge amount of funds, and now Jay started his company, so he provides us with funds. Other than that, we have quite a few of our properties. Some girls wanted a shop of their own, their business, or something wanted to try. We help them set everything, and in return, we take 1% of the profit. It's because of that we can stay an independent organization. Anyway, because of all that, here we are," Peggy let out a breath.

"Why am I here?" Bucky looked away, looking downcast.

Peggy softly looked at him, "you should already know, Barnes. All the women here are like you; they were brainwashed, did things they regret. And now, everyone is trying to build a new life for themselves. We can help you. Just give us a try?"

Steve patted Bucky's shoulder, "Bucky?"

Barnes took a deep breath, scratching his head, "all right. It's not like I have a better place to live."

Peggy smiled, glancing at Yelena, "Yelena, show Barnes a cabin and show him the housing options?"

Yelena threw the eaten apple in the trash bin in the corner of the room, "sure, whatever."

"Housing options?" Barnes looked at them.

Yelena shrugged, "we have houses across the world, in almost every country. You can choose whichever view you like. We'll provide it."

"Well, at least the services are much better than Hydra." Barnes stood up, walking with her.

Steve watched him walk away, letting out a relieved sigh, looking towards Peggy, "thank you, Peggy."

Peggy leaned forward, putting her hand between the table, narrowing her eyes in a smile, "Steve...you haven't aged a day."

Steve put his hand on hers, letting out a breath of relief. As if the burden of a world had been lifted from his shoulder, "neither did you, Peggy."

Peggy pressed her lips, "No...I have aged...I lived a life...and now I am on my second one. You? You are finally getting the chance to live your life."

Steve looked down, "I don't know...the world is so different...and it's a mess. Hydra is still there, and then..."

"Steve," Peggy stood up, walking to the other side of the table, holding his hand between hers.

She stroked his palm, "don't worry about all that. Before, you were alone. Now, so many people have your back. There is Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff. Yesterday, I got the news that Mr. Bruce Banner successfully completed his experiment, and he has Hulk under control. And you won't be the only one that is retiring. Jay has taken a particularly interesting batch of people to bring down some of Hydra's cells. We have gotten a massive amount of money from the government officials who want every trace of Hydra gone. You don't have to take everything on your shoulders."

Steve leaned back, staring at her hand, smiling, "now I am worried that I will be the only one retiring."

Peggy shook her head, "Primo is retired too. He even adopted a little girl, and he might be thinking about getting together with the hot Italian American living next door. Please, take a break? We can arrange a residence for you. Wherever do you want? Leave Hydra to me."

"Hah...ok...I will," Steve smiled, "I owe you a dance."

"Yes, you do. Let me take care of Hydra...and we can have our dance. I can't get away before that. Once that is done...I'll be free."

"Can't you let Jay handle that?" Steve looked up with eyes that almost made Cartel melt.

Peggy Carter pressed her lips, letting out a troubled smile, "Jay doesn't control Red Room. He didn't like the idea of these women going from working under one man to another. He's kinda childish like that."

She chuckled, "even though I told him that he's just a boy. That was why he went through the trouble of creating a team of superpowered people, rather than coming to us and asking for help."

"Oh," Steve looked at her in surprise, "I was thinking why that was."

"As I said, he's childish in these matters, and Primo is not far behind," Peggy curled her lips, "all this would have been so much easier if the two of them had just come to me and ask for help."

"Ma'am."

Peggy looked up, seeing a beautiful woman with black hair and grey eyes walk inside, "Ah, Antonia."

"Ma'am, we got Wolfgang Von Strucker. Natasha is interrogating him."

Peggy nodded, "yes, thank you for telling me. I'll be right there."

Antonia curiously looked towards Steve before leaving.

"Von Strucker?" Steve curiously looked at her, making Peggy narrow her eyes in a smile, "Leader of Hydra."