Typically, Peggy has little patience for Howard Stark's plans, but when it comes with the stamp of the SSR on it, she has little option but to fall in line and do her duty, especially when Howard coaxes her and coerces her on the telephone with promises that she'll truly like this mission, though he won't tell her why he sounds like a child with a secret. She packs her bags and heads to the little home they've rented out in the Hamptons, ready to play dutiful wife to the agent they're sending to meet her.
Her packet has the background and her identity -- one Mrs. Penny Rogers, which stings because she didn't think that Howard would be so cruel in creating an identity for her, but she supposes that there are plenty of Rogers in the world. On the car ride there, she slides on the fake ring and stares at the way it dapples in the sunlight, letting her mind drift as she reviews the background and the objective.
The former spy (Russian) had defected and settled here in a lovely house, paid for the government, she imagines. There are secrets that they've been trying to get out of him, but nothing has worked because he's notoriously tight-lipped. This is why she's being sent in as the docile wife to try and loosen his tongue alongside the agent posing her as husband. She sends up a brief prayer that it's at least Sousa, because she can't bear the thought of acting as the little Missus to Jack Thompson for more than an hour. The mission should take two weeks, at minimum, and she really might kill Jack, if that's the case.
To take her mind off it, she reviews the folder again. She'd met her "husband" during the war and they had a secret wedding to avoid press (though why there would be press, she cannot imagine). When the car drops her off, she takes the key from the driver and murmurs her thanks as she smooths her skirt and assumes her character, heading to the door to let herself in. "Darling," she calls (to a hopefully empty house), "I'm home!"
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1946 - Project Silver Bells
Date: 2016-10-31 03:00 am (UTC)Her packet has the background and her identity -- one Mrs. Penny Rogers, which stings because she didn't think that Howard would be so cruel in creating an identity for her, but she supposes that there are plenty of Rogers in the world. On the car ride there, she slides on the fake ring and stares at the way it dapples in the sunlight, letting her mind drift as she reviews the background and the objective.
The former spy (Russian) had defected and settled here in a lovely house, paid for the government, she imagines. There are secrets that they've been trying to get out of him, but nothing has worked because he's notoriously tight-lipped. This is why she's being sent in as the docile wife to try and loosen his tongue alongside the agent posing her as husband. She sends up a brief prayer that it's at least Sousa, because she can't bear the thought of acting as the little Missus to Jack Thompson for more than an hour. The mission should take two weeks, at minimum, and she really might kill Jack, if that's the case.
To take her mind off it, she reviews the folder again. She'd met her "husband" during the war and they had a secret wedding to avoid press (though why there would be press, she cannot imagine). When the car drops her off, she takes the key from the driver and murmurs her thanks as she smooths her skirt and assumes her character, heading to the door to let herself in. "Darling," she calls (to a hopefully empty house), "I'm home!"