Margaret “Peggy” Carter (from Agent Carter): I don’t need a congressional honor. I don’t need Agent Thompson’s approval or the President’s. I know my value, anyone else’s opinion doesn’t really matter.
“I opened my eyes, feeling his warmth in my arms, listening to the sound of his breath against my ear. I stood up slightly and looked at him. Fuck, I had missed him so much. I had convinced myself that I didn’t need him, that Mickey was just something of my past, something damaged and painful like a wound that is healing. I tried not to think about him. I took refuge in the arms of others, looking for a cold breath in this hot storm, but none was ever like him. I brought my head to his back and inspired his scent. Finally I feel like home.“