When I was a child, my planet Krypton was dying. I was sent to Earth to protect my cousin, but my pod got knocked off course and by the time I got here, my cousin had already grown up and become Superman. I hid who I really was until one day, when an accident forced me to reveal myself to the world. To most people, I'm a reporter at CatCo Wordwide Media. But in secret, I work with my adoptive sister for the DEO to protect my city from alien life and anyone else that means to cause it harm. I am Supergirl.
"Please tell me that isn't more Aldebaran Rum…"
Blue eyes rolled to the ceiling before settling onto her sister who was now seated on the bar stool to her right. Kara lifted her glass into the air, a good natured smile on her lips. "Don't worry, sis, I've been having nothing but club soda all night."
"Good." Alex's lips twisted to the side before settling into a grin. "As…amusing as drunk Kara was, I'm not sure I could take a repeat performance."
"Har har har. I don't think we'll have to worry about that happening anytime soon…" Kara took a sip of her drink before setting it back down on the counter. "So… what brings you here? Looking for a certain someone?" Kara glanced around the bar, scanning the crowd for Alex's girlfriend, Maggie.
"Maggie? No, she's waiting for me at her place, along with some vegan something or other she made for dinner."
"Lemme guess? You lost another bet?"
"Yup. I would tell you what it was, but…"
Kara held up a hand, a soft chuckle escaping her. "I have a feeling it hinges on something I either did or didn't do again, so it's probably for the best I don't know. But…if she's waiting for you, what are you doing here?"
Alex's shoulders shrugged. "Checking in on you. I haven't seen you around much this week at the DEO."
"Yeah…" Kara's gaze dropped, settling onto her glass. A finger traced the rim of it as she spoke. "I've just been busy. Chasing a lot of leads. The usual."
"Right…" Alex's eyes narrowed slightly as she regarded her sister, debating whether or not she should let that white lie slide or call her out on it. The latter won. "It doesn't have anything to do with the fact Mon-El has been around there a lot, does it? Or the fact he asked you out again?"
Kara looked over at her sister, surprise registering on her face. "How do you know about that?"
"Ha!" Alex suddenly looked smug. "I didn't until right now! Suspicions confirmed." The smugness on her face faded, giving way to the concern she felt over Kara's current state of mind. "I'm…guessing you turned him down again?"
Kara sighed, her eyes falling back to her drink. Suddenly Aldebaran Rum didn't sound like the worst idea in the Universe. "I did. He didn't take it well. I just…" Her eyes closed as she took a second to collect her thoughts. When she opened them, she caught Alex's gaze again before continuing. "I don't know what's wrong with me. Between Winn, James, Mon-El… I feel like I keep ending up in the same situation over and over. I have these great guys, who I know I love and care about, but when they develop feelings for me…" Kara sighed again. "I find myself incapable of returning those feelings."
"Hey." Alex's tone was soft as gave her sister a small smile. Her hand lifted, resting on Kara's arm. "Don't ever beat yourself up over something like that. Feelings can't be forced. When you find the right person… You'll know. When the right person asks you out, you won't even have to stop to wonder whether or not it's the right thing. It's not something you can rush. No matter what planet you're from."
Kara returned Alex's smile with a small one of her own. "I guess you're right. It doesn't change the fact I feel bad, but… I know that I did the right thing with Mon-El. We're better off as friends."
"Of course I'm right." The hand at Kara's shoulder patted twice before dropping. "I am the older and wiser one amongst us." With a grin, Alex slid off the seat. "Time for me to go pay the piper. I'll see you tomorrow at the DEO?"
Kara nodded, chuckling at the thought of Alex having to make her way through an entirely vegan meal. "You will." Suddenly, she remembered something. "In the afternoon," she tacked on. "I almost forgot, I have a meeting at L-Corp tomorrow morning."
"Ah, with Lena? Be careful around that one…" Alex reached into her pocket, fishing for her keys and pulling them out. "See ya, sis."
On the ride up in the elevator, Kara's hands brushed out the crinkles that had formed in her skirt and blouse on the quick flight over to L-Corp. After she was confident her clothing looked presentable, she ran those same hands through her blonde hair, checking herself out in the shiny metallic surface of the elevator walls to make sure all of the strands were still in the smooth ponytail she had put them into that morning. There was something about visiting Lena that always made her self-conscious about whether or not she looked okay. Kara attributed it to the fact that both L-Corp and Lena were always well put together. In the short time they had known one another, Kara had never seen her with even a single hair out of place. Lena Luthor was the kind of woman that Kara associated with perfection.
It was that perfection that was on her mind when the elevator dinged, pulling her out of her current train of thought. Stepping out, Kara made her way straight for the door to Lena's office, only slowing down to give Lena's secretary Jess a small smile. The smile was met with an icy stare, but Kara didn't let it bother her. There was something about Lena's open-door policy for Kara that appeared to irk her secretary but there was nothing she could do about that. It had been Lena's idea; Kara hadn't asked for it and she definitely didn't mind it. It was fun getting to pop in whenever she wanted. This time, though, Lena knew she was coming.
Heading inside of the office, Kara paused to knock on the wall before fully stepping into view. As soon as Lena's eyes met hers, a full blown smile found its way onto Kara's lips. It was good to see her, as always.
Lena returned her smile with a matching one. Her eyes glanced down at the thin leather band on her wrist before looking back up at Kara. "Punctual as always, Miss Danvers."
"I aim to please, Miss Luthor." Kara tried to keep a straight face as she replied with the same air of professionalism Lena had jokingly greeted her with, but was unable to do so. The smile she had upon first seeing Lena quickly returned.
Lena's arm swept out towards the chairs in front of her desk. "Have a seat, Kara. It's so nice to see you, even if it is business that brings you here instead of pleasure."
Chuckling, Kara lifted her hand and fidgeted with her glasses, adjusting them before making her way over to one of the chairs Lena had gestured towards. Reaching inside her purse and pulling out her notepad, she also grabbed a pen before setting her bag down by her feet. "I mean, I didn't come here for only business." Kara looked at Lena, her pad resting in her lap, un-opened. "Completely off the record, how have you been holding up since your mother was arrested?" Lena's lips pursed instead of providing a reply, prompting Kara to continue speaking. "I'm really not asking as a reporter, I'm asking as a…friend."
"Well…friend," Lena started, a sigh following up her words. Her shoulders relaxed as she settled back against her chair, her eyes remaining on Kara. "I've been better, if I'm being honest. I… I don't…" Another sigh escaped her, this one distinctly full of frustration. "I don't know why I'm not okay with everything. I mean, a Luthor doing something nefarious and going to jail? It's a tale as old as time at this point. It shouldn't bother me."
"But it does," Kara said, her voice warm and soft, full of the sympathy she felt for Lena in that moment. "It's okay that it does. Family is family. Even… when they do something completely disappointing." Kara's thoughts briefly drifted towards memories of her aunt Astra and the complicated relationship they had at the time of her death, but she quickly pulled herself back to the current conversation that was happening. This moment was about Lena. "It's okay to have mixed feelings about the entire thing. I'm sure you are incredibly tired of being let down by family by now."
"Tired isn't the word for it. Between Lex and my mother…" Lena drifted off. Kara waited for her to finish her thought, but instead noted a change in her expression. It appeared as if Lena was reigning herself in, striving to go back to that picture of perfection that she always appeared to be. "Oh well, how I feel will pass." Lena's hand waved in the air as if she was using it to physically bat away her emotions at the moment. "All I can do now is focus on making up for their sins. Which is why you're here, correct? You said that you wanted to talk about the charity gala I'm hosting in two weeks?"
Kara remained quiet for a moment, unsure of how to proceed. For a moment, it had seemed like Lena was going to confide in her. In a way, it bothered Kara that she had retreated from that. It wasn't that she was nosy, but more so that she wanted to be able to be there for Lena, if possible.
"That is why you're here, right?"
"Yes," Kara said with a nod, deciding to allow the issue to be tabled…for now. However, Kara being who she was, she wasn't willing to let the matter drop forever. "That is why I'm here, but…" To stall as she collected her thoughts, Kara took the time to open up her notepad. "I was also wondering something. Also off the record."
One of Lena's perfectly shaped brows arched. "What would you like to ask me?"
"How…do you feel about…potstickers?"
The emotional wall Lena had appeared to put up when their conversation grew to be serious flickered, fading away as amusement settled in instead. "Potstickers?"
"Yup." Kara nodded earnestly. "Potstickers."
"I…enjoy a good potsticker. What makes you ask?" Lena's head tilted, the amusement she was feeling reaching her eyes and causing them to glimmer.
"I was thinking that we could have some. At my place later." Kara shrugged, a nervous chuckle escaping her. The invite had already been extended and it was too late to change her mind or rescind it, so she forged ahead, her words coming out as a long rambling string. "I mean, with other things, of course. It's just that potstickers are my favorite and it's what I like to eat when I'm having a rough time. Or any time, really, doesn't have to be rough. I'd eat them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day if that was considered to be socially acceptable. But yeah, I was thinking you could come over and we could order a bunch of food and maybe watch a movie to take your mind off of everything and…"
Kara stopped mid-sentence, pulled out of her rambling diatribe by the sound of Lena's voice. Giving Lena a grateful smile for saving her from what was turning into a very embarrassing rant, she said one last thing. "How does that sound?"
"That sounds…" Lena paused in giving her response. Kara felt her breath catch as she waited to hear what the verdict was. Perhaps she had ruined things with her stupid rambling. "…great."
"Great?" Kara echoed, surprised at the fact she hadn't ruined anything.
"Great," Lena repeated, nodding. "I would love to. How's…seven? Does that work for you? I should be all done my work by then."
"That's perfect!" Kara exclaimed, her response verging on being an excited squeal. "I'll have Netflix cued up and the menu out. We can haggle over what exactly to get later as long as there are…"
"…potstickers," Lena finished for her, a warm smile gracing her lips.
"Exactly." Kara exhaled, relieved that her invitation had been accepted. Lena had once told her that she was her only real friend in the city and, as that person, Kara wanted nothing more than to lift her spirits.
"I'll have Jess add it to my calendar once you leave so nothing else gets scheduled last minute and I will be there. I'll even try to be as punctual as you." Lena winked. "Now, about that gala… Let's get down to business, Miss Danvers."
Kara could feel her cheeks warm at Lena's wink, but didn't stop to try and figure out why that was. Instead, she rested the tip of her pen against the paper in front of her. "Let's, Miss Luthor."