This drabble is based off the Jerome Kern song that was played at the end of the season finale. :) And I don't own anything, obviously.

The Griffith isn't the most comfortable place that Peggy's stayed at. It's also not the worst - Peggy remembers the base beneath a bombed out bar in London, camping along the frontlines of the European theatre, the tiny room she'd shared with Colleen. The hotel is nothing to complain about, but it lacks a certain warmth.

The girls are fine, and it's a vast improvement to be welcomed back every night, instead of the cold shoulders and ridiculous flirtations she dealt with during the war. But the truth she misses. Peggy is a good agent - lying does not come easily, but she does what she does to protect people - but lying every night is hard. Sometimes she worries that they'll notice, even though she knows they aren't looking. Getting close to them could be a liability, she knows.

She misses the warmth and friendship of the commandos, although she doesn't miss people judging her for her look and her accent - she gets enough of that now, at the office. But she misses the truth, not having to lie about everything to the people around her, and being respected. Maybe most of all, she misses Steve and what might have been.

There's no way to know, she reminds herself, that they would have worked. Whatever attraction they had could have died out by now, if he had made it. But there's no way to know anymore. He isn't here with her.

For the most part, she's made her peace with it. Sometimes it catches her off guard, how much she misses him. When Helen asks her if she has a beau or any admirers, she doesn't respond for more than a minute. She's too awash in memories of a dancing monkey doodle, of his moral strength, of the way he looked at her that last time.

And for a moment, she's so awash in warmth that it doesn't feel real. It isn't, anyways, but just the thought of him is surreal, at times. She feels so comfortable in her own skin, in a way she really only feels when she's alone, and just so warm. Steve makes her think of all the things that she's done, all the goodness that she's accomplished, sometimes she barely regrets it. She misses him, of course she does, but she has work to do. For him, and for herself. To make the world a safer place.