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goldenempyrean · 10 months

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Festivities And A Fever

〚 Notes - Just something to fuel my longing need for supercorp :,) 〛

〚 Pairing- Supercorp 〛

〚 Summary - Visiting your girlfriend's parent's house for the first time is bound to make anyone feel nervous but maybe it's not just nerves that's bothering Lena. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 2460 〛

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“You’re quiet today.” Kara murmured softly, her hand gently squeezing the woman in the passenger seat’s thigh as the two drove along an empty road.

Lena sighed, trying to hide the discomfort she was feeling. "Just a little tired, that's all love." she replied, offering Kara a weak smile as she interlocked hands with the

"Are you sure that's all it is?" Kara asked, concern evident in her voice. "You've been acting off since yesterday. Did something happen?"

"Just a little headache, I think," Lena finally admitted, trying to downplay the rhythmic pounding at the front of her temples, "Maybe I didn't get enough sleep last night, I’ve kinda been fretting about making a good impression on your mom."

Kara's expression softened with understanding, but her worry only intensified. "Oh, Lena, you don't have to fret about that. Eliza already likes you, you two have spoken on the phone loads. Besides, you're amazing just the way you are. No need to impress anyone." She smiled, leaning over to press a quick kiss to her cheek.

Lena appreciated Kara's reassurance, but she couldn't shake the feeling of responsibility to make a good impression on Eliza, especially since it was their first Christmas together as girlfriends. "I know she likes me, but I still want her to see that I'm good for you, Kara. And I want everything to go smoothly," Lena said, trying to mask the hint of a sniffle in her voice.

But of course, Kara's super hearing picked up on her sniffling, she looked over, her brow crinkling with unease, she hated when Lena wasn’t fully honest with her, "Darling, are you sure you're just tired? You can tell me, y’know." she said, casting a worried glance at her girlfriend as the latter stared out of the widow, resting her head against the glass.

Lena quickly shook her head, hoping to avoid further questioning. "No, I promise, it's just a little headache, nothing serious," she replied, attempting to hide her reddening nose with the back of her hand.

Kara wasn't entirely convinced, but she didn't want to push her too much. "Alright, if you say so," she let the subject go but she made a mental note to keep a closer eye on her.

As the drive continued, Lena's headache only seemed to worsen. The rhythmic motion of the car and the warmth of the heater made her eyelids heavy. She tried to stay engaged in the conversation with Kara, but her body felt sluggish, and her thoughts were becoming harder to focus on.

Feeling more exhausted with each passing minute, Lena eventually leaned her head back against the headrest, closing her eyes briefly. She tried to fight off the urge to sleep, not wanting to miss out on precious moments with Kara, it wasn’t the two got to be alone like this and she knew how much Kara enjoyed driving with her. However, as much as she tried to fight it, the fatigue eventually overwhelmed her, and she drifted off into a light doze.

As Lena drifted off to sleep, Kara's super hearing picked up on a soft snoring sound emanating from her girlfriend. It was a sound she had never heard from Lena before. It was cute, adorable even, but it also raised Kara's worry a few notches. She’d never once in their whole 2 years of sharing a bed heard her snore.

Kara tried to suppress a smile at the sound, she was so adorable, but her concern remained. She continued to drive carefully, glancing over at Lena from time to time to make sure she was okay. The snoring persisted, occasionally interrupted by a muffled sniffle.

Before long they finally arrived at Eliza's home, and Kara parked up the car before gently nudging Lena awake. "Hey, sleepyhead, we're here," she said softly, reaching over to stroke her cheek.

Lena stirred and blinked her eyes open, rubbing her eyes groggily. She quickly tried to stifle the snoring, realizing that she must have been making those noises in her sleep. "Oh, sorry," she murmured, her face flushing with embarrassment, “We’re here?”

Kara smiled warmly, reassuring Lena, "It's alright, I thought it was pretty cute and yes we’re here now love.”

Stepping out into the chilly Midvale air sent a shiver running through the ravenette’s body and she instantly brung her arms up around herself, trying to fight off the icy chill.

Ready to meet the family?" Kara asked, trying to lighten the mood. She could tell Lena was still not feeling well, but she didn't want to spoil the holiday spirit.

Lena nodded, trying to sound enthusiastic. "Absolutely! I've been looking forward to this." She didn't want to disappoint Kara or make her worry more than she already did.

Hand in hand, the two came into the house, greeted by the warm flicker of the burning fireplace and the inviting smell of a fresh holiday meal being prepared in the kitchen. Eliza was already waiting for them, wearing a warm smile as she embraced her daughter and then Lena.

"Kara, sweetheart, it's so good to see you again," Eliza smiled, holding Kara close. "And you must be Lena! I've heard so much about you, it’s so nice to finally meet you. Oh you’re beautiful dear."

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Mrs. Danvers," Lena replied politely, trying to suppress a cough that threatened to escape her throat, “Thank you for having me here, I really appreciate it.”

Eliza smiled warmly. "Please dear, call me Eliza. We're family now." She turned to Kara. "Kara, why don't you show Lena around? I'll finish up in the kitchen. Alex is here too with Maggie, but they’ve just nipped out to get some more drinks for everyone.”

Kara nodded as she took Lena's hand and led her through the house, giving her a tour of the place she had grown up in. Lena smiled and listened attentively, trying her best to appear engaged all whilst trying her best to ignore the aches which were forming in her joints.

As they passed by the living room, Lena noticed the Christmas tree adorned with twinkling lights and ornaments, and a pang of nostalgia hit her. She recalled the many years she spent Christmas alone, without the warmth of a loving family. Lillian hadn’t been one for gifts, never mind celebrating. She had grown up feeling isolated and distant from her own parents, and as such the holiday season was always been a difficult time for her.

After the tour, Kara took Lena to the guest room where they would be sleeping for the duration of their visit. The room was cosy, with holiday decorations and a wide bed in the centre, and they placed their luggage on the floor.

Lena attempted to gather some energy and enthusiasm as she gazed around the room, but her headache had worsened and her energy was dwindling by the minute. "This room looks lovely," she murmured, weakly smiling at Kara. "Thank you so much for bringing me here."

Kara recognised Lena's discomfort and didn't want it to escalate it further "You're welcome, love. I'm glad you like it," she replied, concern etched on her face. "But now, I think we need to actually address how you’re feeling, don’t you?”

“What do you mean?” Lena asked, her eyes casting down to her feet.

"Do I really need to say it?" Kara said, sitting on the edge of the bed besides Lena, “You should try and rest for a bit while its quiet.” She murmured softly, telling her sniffling girlfriend to lay down.

Lena did as she was told. feeling a little guilty for causing Kara to worry. She thought she’d done a better job at hiding it. But she couldn't deny that having Kara by her side was a comfort. She closed her eyes, trying to relax and let the pain subside.

Time passed, and Lena's headache didn't seem to improve. Not only that but she kept switching between feeling blazing hot and shiveringly cold and it felt like there was a tickle in her nose. But like everything else, Lena tried to ignore it, instead, she shifted her focus to the sound of Kara's calming voice, telling her stories about their childhood memories, hoping to take her mind off the discomfort.

However, as the tickle in her nose intensified, Lena couldn't hold back anymore. She let out a series of soft, stifled sneezes, one after the other.

"Bless you," Kara said with a gentle smile, "Hold on, want me to go get you some tissues?"

"Thank you," Lena replied with a sniffle, "And yes please, if its not too much of a hassle."

Kara quickly fetched some tissues and handed them to Lena. As Lena wiped her nose, she felt a wave of fatigue wash over her again. "I'm sorry for getting sick." she murmured quietly, her voice distinctly hoarse now.

But the Kyrptonian only shook her head, “You have nothing to apologise for love.”

The two stayed like that for an hour or so because they heard Eliza’s warm voice calling them downstairs for dinner.

As they made their way downstairs, Lena clung to Kara's arm for support, trying to maintain her composure. She didn't want to appear weak or vulnerable, especially not in front of Kara's family. The scent of the delicious holiday meal filled the air, making her stomach growl, but her appetite seemed to have disappeared along with her energy.

Eliza greeted them warmly, noticing the slight change in Lena's demeanour. "Is everything alright you two?” She asked kindly as the pair came to sit opposite Maggie and Alex at the table.

Eliza, ever the caring mother figure, noticed Lena's pale complexion and the slight sheen of sweat on her forehead. "Lena, dear, are you feeling alright?" Eliza asked, genuine concern in her voice.

Lena offered a weak smile and tried to play it off. "I'm okay, Eliza, just a little tired from the drive, I think," she replied, attempting to suppress a cough that threatened to escape.

Kara, knowing her mother's intuition, decided to chime in. "It was a long journey, I’m sure we’re all a little tired." Kara said, hoping to put her worries at ease.

But as dinner progressed, Lena's condition seemed to worsen. She tried her best to participate in the conversation, but her responses became shorter and more subdued. The pounding headache, the chills, and the incessant sneezing made it challenging for her to focus on anything else.

Eliza was smart and she easily picked up on the obvious struggling Lena. She exchanged a concerned look with Kara silently questioning what was wrong and the blonde subtly mouthed the words "she's sick." Eliza nodded in understanding as she gave Lena a sympathetic smile but decided that if she’d stayed silent, there must’ve been a reason and she chose not to push the matter at the table.

But once the food was eaten, everyone gathered in the living room to talk and share memories. Lena tried her best to participate in the conversations, but her discomfort was becoming increasingly evident. The sneezing persisted, and she could feel her nose becoming more congested by the minute.

"I'm sorry." Lena mumbled, her voice raspy, "I really didn't mean to get sick like this and ruin the evening."

Eliza came up to Lena's side, sending her a comforting smile. "Oh, dear, you have nothing to apologise for," Eliza answered warmly, "it's completely normal to get sick every now and then." It happens to everyone. What matters is that you’re safe and here with us.”

Kara nodded in agreement. "Eliza’s right. We just want you to feel comfortable and rest if you need to.”

Lena felt a wave of gratitude wash over her at their understanding and reassurance. "Thank you," she said softly, "I'm just not used to being sick around people. It's always been a bit of a vulnerability for me."

Eliza patted her shoulder gently. "I understand, but you don't have to worry about that here. We're family, and that means taking care of each other."

With a gentle smile, Eliza went to the kitchen and returned with a cup of honey tea. "Here, dear," she said, handing it to Lena, "This should help soothe your throat and ease your congestion."

Lena gratefully accepted the tea, taking a careful sip. The warmth and sweetness provided some comfort, and she felt the soothing effect on her throat. "Thank you, Eliza," she said sincerely, touched by the care and kindness she was receiving – it was so different to how she would’ve been treated with her old family.

Eliza smiled warmly, sitting beside Lena. "Sometimes, despite it all, what you really need when you're sick is a mom," she said gently, "And I'm more than happy to be that for you today."

Lena's eyes welled up with tears as she nodded, feeling the warmth of the motherly embrace Eliza was offering. "Thank you," she repeated, her voice soft and full of emotion.

After spending some more time with the family, Kara noticed that Lena was growing more fatigued. She gently suggested they go outside for some fresh air to help clear Lena's head. Lena agreed, knowing the cold air might provide some relief for her stuffy nose.

The two bundled up in warm coats and stepped out onto the porch, finding solace in the crisp night air. They sat on the porch swing, the bright night stars twinkling above them, and the peaceful atmosphere around them was calming. Lena leaned her head against Kara's shoulder, feeling the comfort of each other’s warmth.

As they swayed gently on the swing, the rhythmic motion and the soothing atmosphere lulled them both into a state of drowsiness. The blonde noticed Lena falling asleep, placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then leaned her head against Lena's, letting her eyes drift shut as well. The rhythmic motion of the swing and the fresh night air helped Kara relax, and soon she too was dozing off, holding Lena close in her arms.

Unbeknownst to them, Eliza had been quietly observing from the living room window. Seeing the two of them sleeping peacefully on the porch swing, she couldn't help but smile at the sight. She grabbed a cosy, soft blanket and silently made her way outside.

Eliza gently draped the blanket over Kara and Lena, making sure they were snug and warm. She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on each of their foreheads, feeling a sense of joy and contentment knowing that Kara had found someone like Lena to share her life with. She couldn’t be more proud of them.

With a motherly smile, Eliza whispered, "Sleep well, my girls," before quietly returning inside to let them rest.

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supercorpkid · 21 days

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Harun-El Saves The Day

Supergirl. Baby Danvers. Lena Luthor x BabyDanvers!Reader, Kara Danvers x sister!reader, Alex Danvers x sister!reader

Word count: 2640

Note: Angst. The one where James never once existed, but saving people with Harun-El did.

"I'm sorry." Lena fits herself inside your embrace, laying her head on your shoulder. She is a small person, but right now she feels even smaller.

"Please don't apologize for this." You kiss the crown of her head, tightening the hug.

Lena breathes out heavily. "I can't do it. Can't figure it out."

"It's ok, my love." Your hand travels up her back until you reach her hair. "Hey, look at me." Lena's eyes are so full of tears, it's hard for you to keep your own tears in check. "People have researched this for years, and still haven't figured it out."

Lena locks eyes with you. "But I have to."

"We have time."

But you don't. Not really. And she knows this probably better than you.

"Not enough, honey." Her hand goes to your hair, she scrapes the nape of your neck trying to comfort you. But then she runs her fingers to your hair, and a chunk of it comes out in her hand easily. She looks at it with a terrified expression.

"It's just hair." You make sure, when a fresh set of tears spring on her eyes.

"I'm going back to the lab." Lena doesn't give you time to argue. It doesn't matter that she just came back from the lab. Doesn't matter that it is late at night and that you know she probably hasn't eaten anything all day. Doesn't matter that you miss her dearly. So back to the lab she goes, and alone at home you stay.

Supergirl's feet touch on the balcony and you spare a quick look from over your shoulder when you register the familiar sound on the floor.

"I'm ok." You defend yourself, before she even makes her way inside the penthouse. Slowly the balcony door slides open, and your sister comes in.

"I heard you coughing." Kara explains herself, and also lets you know that she is aware that you're not ok.

"People are allowed to cough." You say in a joking manner, even though your heart is squeezed on your chest.

You look down to the tissue in your hand, and cling to it harder, so she doesn't see it's covered in blood.

"Not when I'm patrolling, they're not." She quips, a hint of humor in her voice, though you can sense the same weight pressing down on her heart. You take a deep breath as your sister comes closer and sits next to you. She is quick to wrap her arms around your torso, trying to make you feel comfortable. Kara's gaze sweeps the dimly lit apartment. "Where's Lena?"

"Lab."

"Right." Her large hands rest reassuringly around your ribcage, a sense of comfort that you rather keep to yourself. There's enough pity going around these days. "Alex and Brainy are also –"

"I know."

"We're all just –"

"I know."

You let out a heavy sigh. Kara kisses the top of your head, and you know the next time she opens her mouth is so she can give you one of her signature hope speeches.

But you don't want it. Can't have it. You’re tired of having hope, when it has led you nowhere. You’re sick and dying and that’s the whole truth. If the smartest people in the world can’t find a cure, it’s because there isn’t one.

And as if she can read your mind, Kara says nothing. Instead, she tightens the hug, breath shredding out like a silent cry.

You cough again and again. Try to hold it inside, but it comes out strong and painfully. Your mouth is full of blood, and you're sure of that because it tastes metallic. Your sister lets go of your frail figure so she can grab another tissue to clean you up.

You watch her eyes while she slowly runs it over the sides of your mouth and chin. She cries silent tears, blinking them away and biting the inside of her mouth to keep herself from crying out loud. And it pains you to see the happiest, bubbliest, nicest person on the planet like this, but there's nothing you can say to stop the tears cascading down her face.

“What good are all these powers, if I can’t save the people I love the most?”

You try a little smile, when her hand moves away from your face. “Your powers don’t exist for you to save the people you love.”

“Then what do they exist for, if not for you?”

“I don’t know, sis. Maybe there’s no reason. Maybe they just do.”

Kara furrows her brows, confusion crossing her face. “You used to think differently.”

“Well, I used to think we all existed for a reason, but I’m dying and I still don’t know what I’m here for, so —“

Kara fights the urge to tell you that you’re not dying, knowing that ignoring the harsh reality now is just useless, anyways. Not while she's holding your pale and frail body in such a protective manner and when she can feel you are, truly, slowly dying.

"I don't know who I'll be without you."

You trace the crest on her chest, forcing a sad smile out. "You'll be my sister whether I'm here or not."

You feel the bed dipping next to you, and you venture opening your eyes slowly. You can see a little bit of light coming from the window, even with the curtains closed, so you know it's day already.

"Come." You say, opening your arms, and Lena startles with the sound of your voice.

"Didn't mean to wake you up." She says, adjusting her body on yours. You breathe deep thinking about how perfectly your bodies still slot together, even though you're half of what you're used to be.

"It's ok. I'd rather sleep with you, anyways." You don't know what you said wrong, but you realize something is when Lena cries about it.

“I’m sorry.” She says again. It seems that lately all she does is apologize, like any of this is happening because of her. “I don’t want you to go to bed alone, but I need to find out the cure. I need you so bad.”

“I know, my love.” You kiss her shoulder, trying to apply more pressure into the hug. “It’s a tough situation and we’re trying to navigate it the best way we can.”

Lena turns around to look at you, breath hot on your face. “I’m sorry this is happening.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“I’m still sorry.” She whispers and you understand exactly what she means, because you're sorry too. You're sorry about what happens after you leave. You're sorry about the amount of pain and sorrow your absence will inflict on Lena, your sisters, your mom, and your friends. You are sorry about many things you have no control over.

"Me too."

“I know you're still here, but God! I miss you already.” Lena's tears keep falling, no matter how hard you know she is trying to hold them back.

You give her a sad smile, followed by a little peck on her lips. “You said it yourself, I’m still here.”

"Yes," Lena deepens the kiss, and when she finally parts them it's only to whisper on your lips. "I love you today."

You furrow your eyebrows at her, "What about tomorrow?"

"Stay and ask me again then."

You smile at her, love almost bursting out of you and you know she can see it in your eyes how you feel, but you tell her anyway. "Well, I love you for evermore." You kiss her cheek to avoid looking at her while you say it. "You know, in case I die."

"Hey!" You hear Alex's voice probably coming from the front door. You know Lena has given your sisters a key to her apartment so they can come and check on you, but you still can't get used to them just wandering inside. "If you two are having sex, please let me know right now!"

You roll your eyes. You don't feel tough enough to yell out to her, so you let her make her way to the bedroom. "Hey, Al."

"Hey you." Alex makes her way closer, sitting on the bed next to you. "Made it out of the bed today?"

You manage to deny it with your head.

She looks around. "Oh, Lena's not here."

"Nope. Couldn't be having sex. And it's actually kinda cute that you think I'm still strong enough to do it."

She smiles. "Learned the hard way that I can never be too careful when it comes to you and Lena." You finally notice what she has in one of her hands and roll your eyes at it. "What?"

"Why are you doing this? I'm dying. No amount of examination is going to change that."

Alex's eyes get full of tears instantly, she bites the inside of her mouth, as if telling herself not to cry. "We just have to keep you alive until we find the cure."

"I hope you're real close."

She swallows, cleaning her tears. "Look, I – I promised myself I'd always keep you safe." She bites her lip and looks up. "And I – can't lose you, ok? So, toughen up."

You chuckle lightly when she carefully 'punches' your arm, jokingly.

"Let's check your vitals."

You hold her hand before she starts. "How about you lay next to me and tell me what happened after Princess Alex fought the dragon."

Alex smiles, remembering the stories from when you were younger. She does as promised, holding you tight and telling you how Princess Alex got the girl in the end.

You feel yourself falling asleep, slowly losing consciousness. And it's nice, almost peaceful. You're glad this is how you get to go. You wish Kara and Lena were also here, but if you're dying in someone's arms, might as well be inside your older sister's embrace.

That is until Alex wakes you up, terror washing over her as she urges you to stay awake.

"Your pulse is weak. I'm calling Kara."

"Alex, I'm dying." And she knows it. Alex is actively fighting it, even though she sees that the flicker of hope in your eyes is fading.

"Stop talking for a second, I need to do a first aid maneuver on you."

"Al –" You try to argue, even though it is a waste. You never once won an argument against Alexandra Danvers, it wouldn't be now she would let you win. Besides, you're feeling too dizzy, and you're sure you're about to faint.

"No. Talking." She says, applying pressure on your chest and you lose all your breath. Your eyes close unwillingly and you hear Alex's faint voice yelling in the back.

"STAY WITH ME! Open your eyes. Hey, please, please. Stay with me. You're going to be ok."

You're not going to be ok.

You wake up at the hospital. You can hear the faint voice of some doctors, but those are not the voices that wake you up.

"What I'm about to do is absolutely illegal. Any witnesses will be considered accessories to a crime." You hear Lena's voice, and open your eyes enough to see all of the nurses and doctors scrambling away.

"Well, aren't I in love with a criminal?" You joke and Lena rolls her eyes at you. Looking around the room and checking all of your vital signs in the machines.

"I got the cure." She comes closer, touching your weaker figure, making you smile. "Right on time, apparently."

"The – The cure?" You try to perk up, but you don't move much. "What is it?"

"Harun-El. Right from your sister's planet."

"How –" Your question is put to stop when you start coughing like crazy. Lena is fast to clean your mouth. "did you come across Harun-El?”

“It’s not important.” She deflects, not being able to look at your face. “We have to act fast, your pulse is weak and the oxygen support is at its max.”

“Lena.” You think about how two days ago she was nowhere near a cure and now, all of the sudden, she stumbled across Harun-El and realized she can use it to save you. “Lena, what did you do?”

“I got the cure.” She says, certain.

You hold her arm weakly. “Tell me how.”

Lena closes her eyes, breathes deep. Shame is visible on her expression. “Lex.”

“Lena.” It’s by your tone that she knows you’re trying to tell her off.

“I know, ok? I know!” Lena sits on the hospital bed, one tear sliding down her cheek. “I made a deal with the devil but — but I get to save you!”

You try to master all your strength for this. “Your brother is a bad person and he will use you!”

“Yeah. And I’m gonna let him because you will be alive. And you know what? That’s all that matters to me.”

You look at the syringe on her hands, finding it hard to trust something that came from Lex Luthor.

“Please, don’t let it be in vain. I did it. I’m compromised. But I get to save you.”

You cough, she cleans the blood again and nods for you to just accept it.

You try to catch your breath before speaking again. “What did my sisters say?”

“I didn’t run it by them. You’re here. You’re capable of making your own decisions. It’s your life.” Lena breathes out one more time, knowing you’re wasting time.

“So if I say no, you’re gonna let me die?”

Lena forces a smile, and raises her eyebrow. “Ok, you got me. I’m not letting you die. I guess you don’t really have a choice, huh?”

“I guess not.”

Lena's finger traces your face delicately. She breathes out and looks at you with complete resolution. "You have to be here so I can tell you that I love you tomorrow."

You give her a little nod.

"Let me get your sisters here for this." She doesn't have to say anything else for your sisters to barge in the room, proving Kara was definitely using her super hearing.

"We're here." Both Kara and Alex make their way towards the bed. "We're accessories to a crime."

"Yes, you are. And we'll talk about that super hearing later."

"Hey, my sister is dying!"

"Kara, can you see the problem?" Lena asks and Kara points at the middle of your chest. Lena gives her the big syringe and nods at it. You look at her, confused as to why she isn't doing it herself, but when she comes closer and kisses you gently, you understand it perfectly. If this doesn't work, she wants to be the one holding you. "I love you today."

It's quick. You think. When you wake up again and they're still around you. Alex is checking your vitals, Kara is serving as an X-Ray machine literally narrating how your body is doing a fast recovery, and Lena is holding your hand with so much strength it's starting to hurt.

"So," You talk without much effort, feeling the best you've felt in months. "do I get superhero powers now?"

Kara looks at Lena in shock, "Does she?"

"NO! She doesn't get superhero powers, she gets to live!" Lena rolls her eyes, annoyed that this is the first thing you said after she literally just saved your life. You barely have any color back on your face and you're already asking stupid questions. Well, she is your partner. She should've known better by now.

"Aw." Both you and Kara pout for a second, and then a second later add, "I mean, YAY!"

"Are you sure she isn't a little bit Kryptonian now?" It's Alex's time to ask with a smile on her face.

"No." Lena looks at you fondly, hand running over your face softly. "Just my silly baby Danvers."

"Our silly baby Danvers."

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trashpandato · 9 months

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The sun in your eyes made some of the lies worth believing

When Lex slips out of her grip hundreds of feet above Shelley Island and plummets, Kara knows better than to just assume that this is it. This is Lex Luthor. She’s not sure what trick he might have up his sleeve, but she is sure that he has a plan for his escape, so she dives to follow. She can see the moment something impacts with the ground, but still, she’s convinced that he’s managed to disappear before that happened, so she continues her search.

“Alex! I lost him. We need to find him.”

The comms system crackles a little but Alex comes through loud and clear:

“He’s gotta be dead. There was a mini explosion when he hit the ground.”

“I don’t think he is, but if you’re right, I want to see the body.”

Alex tries to argue, but Kara won’t have it. They’ve been on the back foot for so long while fighting Lex, she knows this would have been too easy.

They search the impact site. There’s a small crater, there are pieces of Lex’s warsuit, but it’s impossible to know if Lex is dead until they’ve done a thorough analysis of the debris. Kara is about to call for Brainy’s help to speed up the process when she hears it:

Lena’s heartbeat.

It’s skyrocketing. Kara freezes for a second to listen more closely, to locate Lena, and then she’s off, briefly yelling into the comms device that she needs to find Lena.

When she lands, she’s at a cabin of sorts. It blends in with the environment and Kara thinks she might be in the wrong place. Nothing here looks suspicious. But then she hears voices and Lena’s short, shallow breaths. She wants to rush towards the sounds, to make sure Lena is safe, but she’s frozen in her spot when she hears Lex say it.

“Kara Danvers is Supergirl.”

He sounds weak, the words are gasps more than anything else but to Kara, they are the sounds of a dying world. She stops breathing, her limbs suddenly feel leaden. She wants to burst into the cabin, but she can’t move. She needs to see Lena. She needs to explain. Suddenly, she feels sick to her stomach. Kara knows she should have told Lena long ago, but the fact that it’s Lex in the end who shares her secret is too much. Images of Lena’s face flash through her mind as she imagines the shock and pain Lena must be feeling in that very moment.

But then Lena’s voice comes through, steady and calm.

“I know.”

It’s followed by the sound of one solitary gunshot, and then silence.

Kara takes a steadying breath and then rushes into the cabin. Inside, she finds Lena, gun in hand, staring down at Lex’s slumped body. A quick x-ray confirms no vital signs. He’s dead. Kara looks up and takes in the room around her. There are several monitors showing a video, a collection of images of Kara using her powers: the day Mercy Graves attacked, then in Kaznia. It’s dizzying to watch and Kara wonders how Lex got this footage in the first place, but then she remembers Lena’s words. Lena knows.

“Lena.”

Her back is still turned to Kara and she flinches a little at the sound of her voice but she doesn’t turn around, not right away. Lena’s hands are shaking, her heartbeat is almost violently loud in the small room.

Kara isn’t sure what to say. She wants to comfort Lena, hug her, make sure she’s okay, but she’s not sure what Lena needs right now. So she waits.

“You all really think I’m stupid,” Lena scoffs, her gaze still fixed on her brother, “that I didn’t see through the world’s worst disguise with ease.”

Kara winces. She knows others have pointed out that glasses and a ponytail aren’t enough to hide who she really is. Alex makes fun of her for it regularly. But hearing Lena say it, hearing the disdain in her voice as she spits out those words, makes Kara’s stomach clench.

“How long have you known?” Kara’s not even sure she wants to hear the answer.

The question finally makes Lena turn around, and it’s better than only seeing her back but Kara swallows hard when Lena locks eyes with her.

“Definitively? Since that day you saved me when I was pushed off the balcony. Your story about Supergril and Kara Danvers having coffee when I called was a little too convenient. But I had my suspicions since you flew to my office, on a bus.”

Kara grimaces. She’s never been particularly good at coming up with excuses around Lena.

“Lena. I’m so sorry.”

Kara wants to apologize, to explain, but Lena cuts her off.

“I understand why you didn’t tell me.”

And that, Kara isn’t sure what to do with that.

“You…you do?”

“I can’t say that I understand entirely why you felt the need to keep up the charades for as long as you have. But I get that you couldn’t trust me. Not really.”

“No! Lena, that’s not why,” Kara starts, her voice taking on a frantic note. She needs Lena to know that this was never about trust.

Lena lets out a harsh huff, half-turns her body towards where Lex is still slumped over in his chair and waves her hands around at the room.

“Kara, come on. I’m a Luthor. Both my mother and my brother have hurt you, multiple times, have tried to kill you and your family. I don’t blame you. I get it. Hell, I doubt myself several times a day, so of course you would, too.”

Kara shakes her head. She takes a step towards Lena and Lena stiffens but doesn’t retreat.

“That’s not why. I mean, maybe at the very beginning that was a consideration, but you’ve shown me over and over again that I can trust you. And I do!”

Lena frowns. Her head tilts slightly like it often does when she is trying to solve a problem, a puzzle, but where Kara usually finds an open, curious expression, Lena looks guarded.

“Then why?”

Kara wants to tell her that she did it to protect Lena. Images of Alex trapped in a tank rapidly filling with water flash through her mind and she shudders. There have been too many moments when people close to Kara have been in danger because of her secret.

But this is Lena, who fends off several assassination attempts a year, who is in danger so much already but somehow manages to keep going, to protect herself and others over and over again. Not wanting to add yet another target on her back might have been one motivation for Kara, but it has never been the main driver for keeping Lena in the dark.

Kara’s real reason has always been more selfish.

“Because I liked being Kara with you. Just Kara. Not a Superhero who is expected to save the day, every day, not an alien refugee who watched her world die in front of her eyes. Just Kara, who loves watching silly rom coms with you, who refuses to try your kale salads…who is your friend.”

A thought pops into Kara’s head then, a question that she’s almost too terrified to ask.

“Are we still friends?”

Lena shifts her weight a little, straightens her posture and raises an eyebrow. Kara has seen Lena do this many times, usually at work, when she’s trying to gain the upper hand in an uncomfortable conversation.

“I don’t know. Are we?”

The question hits Kara right in her chest, and she almost feels winded. She knows she deserves it, deserves whatever anger Lena might feel towards her for lying for so long, but it still hurts to hear that Lena is questioning the very foundation of their connection.

“Of course,” the words rush out of Kara’s mouth in a panic, “I mean, I hope we still are? I would understand if you, um, if you need some time to, to decide if you still want to be. Friends, I mean.”

Lena sighs then. She sounds tired.

“I don’t think I’m the one who needs to decide that, Kara. Look around,” Lena pauses and looks over her shoulder at Lex. “I’ve made it pretty clear where my loyalties lie, don’t you think?”

Kara’s thoughts are racing. She tries to find the right words to say, to explain that she trusts Lena, she really does, but all she can see is that Lena is trying to blink back a few tears and she wants to sweep her into a hug but she feels frozen in place.

After a moment of silence between them, Lena clears her throat.

“Right. Well. You should probably call Alex and tell her about this,” she waves around the room again. “I’m sure you’ll both want to get rid of the video and any other evidence Lex might have kept here about your identity before you call the authorities about him.”

“Lena,” Kara tries to walk towards her but this time Lena does step back.

“I’m going to go. When you’re done here, if Alex thinks I should turn myself in or give an official statement or something, you know where to find me.”

“What?” Kara’s brows are furrowed. She’s not sure why Lena would turn herself in.

“I shot him. With intent to kill. Pretty sure that no matter what he’s done, that’s still illegal, so…”

Kara nods. She can barely breathe. Lex is dead, and Lena is the one who shot him, willing to face whatever consequences that might follow, and she did it for Kara. The full extent of it all makes Kara feel dizzy.

Lena turns towards the door and takes several steps before she stops.

“And Kara?”

“Yeah?”

“What happens now, moving forward, it’s up to you. It’s always been up to you. The only thing I ask is that you’ll be honest when you tell me what you’ve decided. Don’t,” Lena warns, “don’t insult my intelligence again.”

“Okay,” Kara nods again, “I promise.”

Dealing with the cabin ends up taking the better part of two days. Brainy scans the computers and finds a couple of encrypted backup servers that hold copies of the video Lex showed Lena, along with the source materials. Once found, he erases any trace of it and any trace that anyone accessed or modified content on the servers. They dismantle the tech itself and strip the cabin to its bare bones to ensure that no other evidence of Lex’s machinations remains.

As for Lex himself, Alex is shocked when she arrives and hears from Kara what happened.

“Lena killed him? Just like that?”

“I’m sure it wasn’t just like that, Alex. He showed his cards, that he knew my identity and was willing to expose it for personal gain.”

“So she did it for you?”

Kara pauses, replaying her conversation with Lena in her mind.

“She’s always done everything she could for me. She’s saved my life so many times. She’s saved yours, too. She’s always been there for us, for our friends, for the city.”

Alex huffs. “You’ve both been there for each other many times.”

“I don’t think so, Alex. I mean, sure, I’ve saved her life a couple of times, but don’t you see? She’s always done all these things for us, for me. And all this time, I was lying to her.”

“You had to, Kara.”

Kara shakes her head vigorously. “I didn’t. Maybe for the first month or two, sure. But after that? She’s proven so many times that we can trust her, that when push comes to shove, she’ll put our safety above her own interests. And I lied. I pretended. And all this time she knew. Rao, I don’t even know how she listened to my stupid excuses for when I had to run off to deal with the next emergency and just…rolled with it.”

Kara sinks down onto a large box that’s filled with all kinds of Lex’s tech from the cabin and buries her face in her hands.

“Alex, I messed up. You should have seen the way she looked at me. She wasn’t angry, not really. But she doubts our friendship, and I have given her every reason to think that I haven’t been fully committed to it.”

Kara feels Alex’s arms wrap around her in an awkward side hug.

“Hey. You did what you felt you had to do. You had your reasons, and I’m sure it hasn’t been fun for her to be kept at arm’s length, but you can change that now. You get to show her you’re all in.”

“How?” Kara asks, her tone almost desperate.

“You’ll think of something. You know Lena better than anyone.”

Kara sighs. “Yeah, okay.”

Kara ends up keeping her distance from Lena for the better part of two weeks. At first, it’s just a couple of days, and Kara can justify it with all the work they have to do to dismantle Lex’s various hiding places, to make sure he doesn’t have any more information on Kara that can fall into the wrong hands. But then, days turn into a week, one week turns into two and Kara no longer has any real excuse for not going to see Lena. It’s just that she doesn’t know what to say, not yet.

Nia finds her hanging around at the Tower one evening. She throws herself on the couch next to Kara so forcefully that Kara is sure she hears the frame crack slightly. But before she can chastise Nia for jeopardizing the structural integrity of the furniture in their place of work, the other woman claps a hand against Kara’s thigh.

“You really have to stop moping. It’s messing up the vibes in this place.”

“What? What vibes?”

“You know, the ones where we all work together as a team of Superfriends? Who have each other’s backs even when the world is about to end?”

Kara lets out a frustrated huff but doesn’t respond.

“Just talk to her,” Nia says. “Because honestly, this is killing me. I want Lena back. And so does Brainy. And I’m sure Alex does, too, in her own way.”

“I’m not keeping you from reaching out to her,” Kara snaps. She’s pretty sure that Nia is perfectly capable of sending Lena a text.

“Dude. You know the only reason Lena pulled away from all of us is because you lied to her, and by extension we all did, too. But she’s waiting for you to make a move here, to show her how you want to proceed. And until you do that, the rest of us are sort of, well, background noise.”

Kara disagrees. “No, you’re not. You have your own relationship with Lena, you all do. You can go and tell her that you’re sorry for lying, that you did it for me. I’m sure she’ll be more than happy to accept that.”

“Sure. And then what do I do when Lena inevitably asks me about you and why you haven’t called her yet? Do I lie again by not telling her that you’re sitting here like a lovesick puppy because you can’t admit that you have feelings for her?”

Kara’s head snaps up and for a brief moment she has to focus on controlling her heat vision when she glares at Nia.

“What?”

“Oh come on, Kara. I’m not blind.”

“I don’t know what you’re referring to. We’re friends. Or, well, at least I hope we still are.”

Nia sighs and shifts her body so she can look at Kara more directly.

“You and I are friends, right?”

“Um, of course. Why do you even ask?”

“Because you sure as hell don’t look at me the way you look at Lena.”

Kara squirms in her spot. She wants to end this conversation. In fact, she wants to go back to a time where they never have this conversation in the first place.

“Nia,” she sighs, hoping her tone lets her know to drop it.

But Nia is undeterred.

“Kara. As your friend, I’m going to say this once and only once: tell her how you feel. Sure, things right now are…tricky between the two of you. She knows you lied, and she’s wondering whether you were ever really friends at all. But that means the door is open to redefine what you two are. Show her you trust her, that you care about her, as more than a friend.”

Kara wants to deflect, to tell Nia she’s on the wrong track, but something about the way Nia pins her in place with a heavy look makes Kara deflate.

“But what if that’s not what she wants? I can’t lose her, Nia. It’s safer if I just go and apologize to her profusely and try to mend our friendship and that’s that.”

“She’s not stupid, Kara. In fact, you said she explicitly told you not to insult her intelligence again. If you pretend that all you want to be is friends but you keep making heart eyes at her every opportunity you get, she’ll know that you’re still lying to her. Just not about secretly being a superhero this time.”

Kara rubs her hand across her face and lets out a frustrated sigh. She knows Nia is right about Kara owing Lena the truth, all of it. She’s just not sure if she is strong enough to risk it.

“You’re right,” she says after a moment, sounding defeated. “I just…I’m terrified.”

At that, Nia slips one of her long arms around Kara and pulls her against herself.

“I know. But hey, you’re Supergirl. You do scary stuff all the time. You can do this, too. You owe it to her, and to yourself.”

Kara sags against her on the couch. Nia is right. She can do this. But right now, she simply lets herself be held for a moment.

It takes another day full of frantic pacing, stress-eating three dozen donuts and a box of chocolates that Alex informs her “were for Kelly, thank you very much” before Kara plucks up the courage to send off a text that has set in her app as a draft for way too long now.

KD: Can we talk?

Lena’s reply isn’t immediate, and Kara can’t tell if that’s deliberate or if Lena is simply too busy dealing with the aftermath of Lex’s death. Alex didn’t think Lena should take public responsibility for it, so they had created a cover story to explain that he had died in a shootout with federal agents who were trying to apprehend him. The story allowed Lena to officially take over Luthor Corp and Kara has seen through media reports just how much work this has been for Lena.

When Lena’s text comes in later that afternoon, it’s both a relief and a source of worry.

LL: You know where to find me

Kara reads and re-reads the text more times than she can count. She knows it’s hard to pick up on tone over text, especially one so short, but Lena sounds guarded, defensive, which is not a great place to start for the conversation Kara knows they need to have. On the other hand, Lena is still talking to her, inviting her to find her, so at least that means she’s open to hearing Kara out.

She spends the next three hours obsessing over Lena’s text and over what she wants to say to her. Kara knows she has to apologize for lying, for keeping Lena at arm’s length for so long. But she also wants to know why Lena never told her that she knew, that she has been playing along for years. With her stomach in knots and her thoughts pinging around in circles, she decides to talk to Alex first. She needs some outside perspective before she can have this conversation with Lena.

But when she makes her way over to her sister’s place, Alex isn’t home.

“Kara, hi,” Kelly says with a warm smile as she steps aside to let Kara in. “Come on in.”

“Um, hi. Is, um, I need to talk to Alex.”

Kara follows Kelly as she leads them both into the kitchen.

“She’s not here. She took Esme out for ice cream. A little bonding time after they had a bit of a stand-off this morning over what counts as appropriate breakfast food.”

“Oh. Okay. I’m, that’s good. I’m glad they’re doing that.”

Kara stumbles over her words and looks down at her feet. She really needs to talk to her sister, but she also doesn’t want to intrude on their family moments. She knows how much being a mom means to Alex, and how hard it is with their jobs to spend quality time with loved ones. Kara scuffs her toe against the tile floor a little as she contemplates her options.

Kelly’s voice pulls Kara out of her thoughts.

“How about I make us some tea and you tell me what’s bothering you. Maybe I can help?”

Kara hesitates.

“Oh. Um. I don’t want to keep you from anything important.”

Kelly just smiles and fills the kettle with water.

“You’re important, Kara. You know that, right?”

Kelly’s soft voice is soothing, and for the first time since receiving Lena’s text, Kara feels her shoulders relax a little.

“Is this about Lena?” Kelly probes, and before Kara even thinks about whether or not she wants to have this conversation with her, she nods.

“Yeah. I, um, I want to talk to her. Need to talk to her. But I’m terrified and I don’t know where to start.”

Kelly hums and plops two tea bags into their mugs as she waits for the water to boil.

“What is it you’re most worried about?”

Kara thinks it’s deliberate that Kelly isn’t looking at her in that moment, that she appears focussed on the task of making them tea. She wonders if this is a tactic she uses with Alex as well.

“Honestly, I’m not even sure. I mean, I spent years worrying about what would happen if she ever found out who I am. I was so sure there’d be a, um, a big confrontation. A fight. That I would lose her. It’s part of why I kept it from her for so long.”

Kelly hums but doesn’t say anything, so Kara continues.

“But now I know that she knows. That she’s known all along, and she’s still, I mean, she’s here, she never left. So my fear about telling her was unfounded all this time, only I didn’t know. And I don’t know what to do with that.”

“It sounds like you feel caught off guard. And that’s understandable. You only just found out that something that was foundational in your relationship with Lena wasn’t the same for her at all. That would be pretty disorienting.”

“Yes!” Kara bursts out, but then she softens her next words. “I mean, it feels weird. I’m the one who lied to her, so it’s not like I can complain about her not telling me that she knew.”

Now Kelly does turn to look at Kara.

“You could. Look, I think the most important thing for both of you moving forward is that you find a way to be on the same page. And honesty is going to be a key piece of that. Not just telling her who you are, officially, but I think you should tell her that it’s confusing for you that she’s known all along and never said anything. I’m sure she’s had her reasons, just like you had yours. Hear her out, don’t hide what you feel just because you feel guilty about keeping her in the dark.”

Kelly hands Kara her mug and the immediate heat she feels through her hands is comforting.

“But what if she pulls away now? What if telling her how I feel, um, about everything, is the thing that makes her leave?”

“You can’t control what other people do. All you can do is show her what you want things to look like going forward. But Kara,” Kelly pauses and waits for Kara to look up from her mug, “I think Lena has shown you for years what she wants. That she’s willing to work with whatever you’re willing to give her. It can’t have been easy, knowing but watching you keep her at a distance, but her commitment to you has never waivered.”

“I know,” Kara sighs. “I know.”

Kara’s gaze drifts down to her mug again. Kelly is right. Lena has been there for Kara all along, so maybe it doesn’t matter that they weren’t able to be completely honest with each other in the past. Maybe all that matters is that they’ve been here for each other despite it all.

Kara’s head snaps up when she feels a warm hand on her elbow.

“Just talk to her. Be honest with her and with yourself and tell her what you want from her moving forward.”

Kara nods. “I will. Thank you, Kelly.”

Kara leaves but still doesn’t go to Lena immediately. Kelly’s words echo in her ears. Tell her what you want from her. And then there’s what Nia said, and Kara can’t deny it. She does want things to change between her and Lena. She wants more, has for a long time.

It’s late when Kara finally finds herself in front of a familiar door. She decided against the balcony, not wanting Lena to feel ambushed. Being here now, her hands poised to knock, makes Kara feel jittery and unsure. She takes a few deep breaths and knocks.

It doesn’t take long for Lena to open the door, and she doesn’t look surprised to see Kara either, even though it’s been hours since Kara texted her and weeks since they last saw each other. Lena greets her with a quick nod and turns around to walk back into her penthouse, leaving Kara to trail after her. And after a second of stunned silence, Kara does. When she makes it fully inside, she watches Lena set a kettle on the stove and turn it on.

“Tea,” Lena says, her voice about as neutral as Kara has ever heard it. But then she finally turns around, flicks her gaze up to meet Kara’s and asks: “Would you like some?”

“Uh. Sure. That. Yes, that would be nice.”

Lena nods and continues prepping the tea. It’s clear that she’s looking for something to do, to fill the space between them, and Kara can relate.

“How have you been?” Kara says, and she knows this is a weird thing to ask as soon as the words leave her mouth, but she needs to break this tension between them somehow.

“Oh, you know. Kind of busy dealing with the fact that I murdered my own brother and then took over his company.”

Kara grimaces. “Right. I can imagine that’s been…a lot. How are you, how are you holding up?”

Lena stops fiddling with the tea mugs then and leans back against her kitchen counter, arms crossed in front of her chest.

“Is that what you’re here to talk about? My stress level?”

“Um, not really. I mean, I do want to know how you are doing, but, um,” Kara starts but cuts herself off.

She’s in the middle of trying to shove her hands into her pockets when she realizes that the pants she is wearing tonight don’t have any pockets, so her arms fall down awkwardly at her side and she lets out a frustrated huff.

Not a great start.

But then there’s a twitch of a smile tugging at Lena’s lips and in that moment, Kara’s frustration shifts into pure adoration for the woman in front of her.

“You know, I had this whole speech prepared, in my head,” she begins again. “It was a good one, too. But now that I’m here, all I want is to, um, can I hug you?”

And Lena’s eyebrows flick up at that but she nods and Kara doesn’t hesitate. She’s around the kitchen island in a flash and then carefully but firmly pulls Lena against her, loops her arms around her back and holds tight.

Kara has missed this. She’s always been touchy with Lena, has always tried to express her admiration and love with little touches and big hugs. These last few weeks without her have felt cold and confusing, but being here now, having Lena in her arms again, reaffirms Kara’s conviction to make things right.

She keeps her voice low for her next words.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Lena. I never should have lied to you for so long.”

She feels Lena stiffen a little but she continues:

“I can’t even really explain why I kept the lie going for so long. Like I said, at first it was because I didn’t really know you, but then, I don’t know, it just, it got away from me. There were so many moments when I wanted to tell you, but I always chickened out. I didn’t want to lose you.”

Slowly, she eases the hold she has on Lena and leans back but keeps her hands on Lena’s arms, unwilling to break contact.

“I know it wasn’t fair to you. And you have every right to be angry.”

“I’m not angry,” Lena interrupts, but her tone isn’t cutting or sharp like Kara would have expected. Instead, her voice is quiet. “I, maybe I was, at first. It wasn’t fun to be kept at a distance, to watch you come up with really bad excuses to cover up your rapid exits from our lunches.”

Kara grimaces at that. She’s always felt bad about those, always worried about Lena thinking that Kara didn’t want to spend time with her.

“But I understand why you kept this part of yourself hidden, Kara. I told you. I know who I am, who my family is. I get it. I’m not angry.”

“But I made you doubt our friendship,” Kara adds, and it’s not a question.

It’s then that Lena extricates herself a little and steps back towards the kettle. She pulls it off the stove and pours hot water into two mugs sitting next to it on the counter. With her back to Kara, she responds.

“I don’t know what to think anymore. It’s been, it’s been so confusing for so long. One minute, you’re there, and so kind and gentle and more supportive than anyone has ever been in my life. And maybe it’s because I spent so long without that, without genuine…without anyone who would defend me and check on me and bring me lunch knowing how bad I am at remembering to eat. For a long time I thought we had…something. But then you would rush out the door for some emergency and it always felt like a bucket of cold water. Knowing that you didn’t trust me enough to tell me. So I don’t know. I don’t know if this,” Lena turns around then and waves a hand between them, “if this is something or if I’ve simply been so starved for affection that I imagined it and it was never there in the first place.”

The confession breaks something in Kara. She can see now how Lena has spent years teetering back and forth, torn between the mixed signals she was getting from Kara. Thinking about how confusing that must have been, especially for someone like Lena, who’s had to fight tooth and nail for every scrap of love in her life, makes Kara’s eyes sting.

“Lena,” she whispers and takes a careful step towards her again, “you didn’t imagine anything. There was always something there.” She loops her hands around Lena’s wrists, trying to ground them both. “There still is.”

Lena’s eyes are locked with Kara’s and for a moment she doesn’t say anything at all. It’s like she’s trying to read Kara’s thoughts, to make sure that the words are true this time. When it’s clear that Lena isn’t going to say anything for now, Kara presses on.

“Why didn’t you tell me? That you knew?”

Lena’s expression is still a little guarded. Kara can feel her pulse race where her fingers are still circled around her wrists, can hear her heartbeat hammer in her chest. She knows they’re on the precipice, and they both have a choice to make.

“You had your reasons for not telling me. And you seemed very invested in keeping it that way, so I thought it would be best to just…play along.”

“Why? Why not call me out, get things out into the open?”

When Lena looks up at her then, her eyes are focussed, clear. Like she’s just made a decision for herself.

“Is it so hard to believe that I wanted to keep you happy?”

And that, that’s the answer that pops the lingering worry in Kara’s chest like a balloon. It’s like the puzzle pieces finally fit together and Kara can’t help the crooked grin that overtakes her face.

“Listen, I know I’ve, um, I know that by not telling you, by keeping you in the dark for so long, I made decisions for the both of us. About, um, about us. And I want that to change. If you want friendship, I’m here. I’m all in, and I promise, no more secrets. But if you want, um, if you want something else, that’s fine, too. Anything. Lena. I’ll give you anything.”

For a long moment, Lena is silent. She stares at Kara, her eyes roaming along every inch of Kara’s face, and Kara briefly thinks that this is it. This is the moment when Lena will pull away and tell her to get out, that too much has happened for her to ever fully trust Kara.

But what Lena says instead is small, almost pleading.

“I need you to say it, Kara. I need to hear what you mean by something else. No more secrets. I can’t…I need clarity.”

Kara lets her hands fall on Lena’s hips and pulls her closer.

“I mean something more. More than friendship. You, you mean everything to me, Lena. You have, for a long time. I’m sorry that it has taken me so long to work up the courage to tell you. About who I am, and about how much I love you.”

Lena is so close to her now that Kara can feel the sharp intake of breath as soon as those last three words are out. She squeezes Lena’s hips gently and repeats them again. No more secrets. No more vague innuendos that leave a door open for backing out. Lena has been there for Kara all this time, unwavering in her support, despite Kara’s lies. The least Kara can do now is be honest. Finally.

“I love you, and I think we could be…more.If that’s, if that’s what you want.”

A long sigh works its way out of Lena’s chest before she says: “I want it all with you”

Kara knows there’s a dopey smile on her face now. “Yeah?”

In lieu of an answer, Lena crashes her lips against Kara’s in a kiss that’s both fierce and desperate. Kara can feel years of longing and uncertainty in the way Lena presses herself as close as possible, in the little gasps that escape her mouth as they deepen the kiss.

It’s not the soft, hesitant kiss that Kara had imagined their first kiss to be. But then again, nothing about Lena has ever been what Kara imagined. She knows they need to talk, still. To sort out what they both want from each other. And she knows she still has to make amends, that it will take a while to re-establish their connection, this time without the lies, without secret identities that hold them back. She indulges in the kiss for a while longer before she gently pulls back, giving them both a moment to gather themselves.

“How about that tea now?”

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Kidnapped PT.6

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Summary: Baby Danvers Get kidnapped and it’s up to Kara and Alex to do everything in their power to save them.

Warnings: Torture, kidnapping, graphic description of injuries.

A/N: Will a 100% be a marvel x supergirl crossover.

A few weeks passed, and you were recovering pretty well. Even tho you still had a lot of nightmares, you did felt a lot better. Fortunately for you, today was your last day of your stay at the D.E.O. you were totally ready to get off this room.

“So, are you excited to go home?” Alex asked, entering the room. “Yes! I love the D.E.O, but I really miss my bed. You said and Alex laugh. You tried sitting up on the bed, but you winced in pain as your wounds were still healing. “Are you ok? Alex asked coming to help you. “Yes, I just need to take it slow.” “Good idea.” Alex said, and you both chuckled. Once seated, you tried to get on your feet. “Nope, don't get up right away, let me get a wheal-chair.” “What! No, I don’t need a wheal-chair.” You wined. Alex gave you her big sister look, she knew it always worked on you.

“Fine.” You said pouting. Alex smiled and went to grab a wheel-chair, She came back a minute later with the wheel-chair and helped you in it.

It’s been 2 weeks since you got home, and it wasn’t much different from the D.E.O. You weren't allowed to do anything fun and there was Always someone with you. Right now you were with Lena, out of everyone she was the nicest. She was really nice enough to let you go out for some fresh air. “Thank you.” You said as you and Lena were walking through the park. “ Why?” She asked.” For letting my go out and stay inside all day. “Oh you welcome. I know it must be boring staying all day inside.” She said. “It is.” you said.

At some point during your walk, you felt a sudden sharp pain in your side, you groaned and sat down on a nearby bench. You were still healing, so you didn’t think much of it. “Are you ok?” Lena asked. “Yeah, I’m good, just a little tired.” You said feeling really weird. “We’ve been walking for a while, maybe we should get back?” “Yeah, great idea, just give me a minute.” 5 minutes later, the pain subsumed enough for you to get back.

When you came back home, Kara was waiting for you. “Where the hell were you, I was worried sick.” She said, but you were too tired to argue with her. “Yell at me later, I’m exhausted.” You walked to your room and almost as soon as your head hit the pillow you fell asleep.

Kara, frowns at your behavior. “Are they alright?” She asked Lena. “Yeah, we went on a walk in the park for some fresh air, I don’t think it's good for them to stay inside all day, so they are probably just tired.” Lena said. “ I guess you're right. I just don’t want them to be hurt again, you know.” Kara said, flopping back down on the couch, Lena sat down beside her. “I know, but we got the alien, nothing will happen to them.” Kara sigh again but agreed.

You woke up some time later to Kara shaking you awake. You really didn’t feel good it was even worst then before, you felt nauseous, the pain you felt earlier was now in your entire lower stomach, and you felt lightheaded. You didn’t say anything to Kara because it wasn’t unbearable, and you didn’t want to worry her for nothing. “Hey hon, I’m sorry to wake you, but it's time to take your medication.” Kara said. You groan and sit up, you took the pill, water, and you swallowed them at the same time. “Are you good?” She asked, looking at your tired face. “I'm just exhausted.

Siren ran off in the distance, and you could tell Kara wants to go, but you could also see she was worried about you. “Go, I’ll be fine.” You said, “Are you sure?” She asks and you nodded. She got up from your bed and looked at you one last time before flying out the window.

After her rescue, Kara was called to the D.E.O. “Kara could in now.” “Coming.” She said turning back.

“What’s up?” Kara ask when she arrived. “Ok, I don’t want you to panic, but something happened.” Alex said, walking to the control room. “Alex, what is it?” Kara asked, starting to panic and think of the worst scenarios. “Just give me a second, ill show you.” Alex said. She pushed some buttons on the computer and a video of the alien that hurt you was brought on the big screen. It was a video of him in his cell. He was sitting in his cell looking at nothing, then all of a sudden an orange circle appeared. Vexok walked through it and the circle closed.

Alex stopped the video and turned back to Kara. “This was 10 minutes ago. We already send agents on the lookout for him, but I don’t think they’ll find much.” Alex said. “What the hell was that, I’ve never seen anything like this.” Kara said, obviously panic. “I don’t know, I’ve never seen anything like it either. I’m going to talk to J’onn about this, maybe he knows Something.” Kara nodded, and then she realizes something. “Oh god, I need to go.” “Why what's wrong?” “Y/N they are alone.” Kara said flying out the D.E.O to your apartment.

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Can you do something with mom!kara and adopted!Daughter younger r gets sick and Kara tries to deal with it but she doesn’t know how to that much since she doesn’t get sick and so maybe she calls Lena or someone for help and Kara is stressing out because she dosent know how to help you

I Could Kill Her!

This is part 1, this is part 2

mom!kara x adopted!daugther

Wanrings:

A/N: Y/n/n means "Your nickname". Reader is on the younger kid side!

Extra pairings:

Alex x niece & Eliza x granddaughter

“Mom, I threw up.” You stand in front of her, the bathroom, lighting up your silhouette. “Mom?” Nudging her a bit, she fluttered her eyes open and asked what happened. “I threw up.” Your voice was raspy, the both of you could hear the sickness in it. Moving out of your moms way, she got up and left into the light of the blaring bathroom. Taking the opportunity to get into her bed, she came back out with a wash cloth,

“Do you feel hot?” Kara asked, thinking back to all the nights her older sister was sick and Eliza would be there to comfort her, not just that but make her feel better. She was almost always awake when this would happen, as she wanted to make sure her sister wasn’t in need of her own help. Now that the superhero had her own daughter, this information came in handy, but the kid hadn’t been so seriously sick since the adoption and moving in. You nodded your head, mumbling in agreement.

“My tummy hurts, too.” Kara wasn’t sure how to respond with something would psyhically help, “I’m sorry, honey, I know sleep will help.” You groan at her and turn over in her mother’s covers.

“No,” You whined, “it really hurts, mom.” Kara’s heart skipped a beat, from worry but also from guilt. She was always worried for her daughter, but Kara had never been sick here on Earth, she didn’t know how to specifically comfort her daughter, or even make her feel better like Eliza always had.

“You stay right here,” Kara laid the wash cloth on her daughter's forehead and moved out to her dark kitchen, ringing her sister.

“Alex, Y/n isn’t feeling well at all. She threw up, and I just don’t know how to make the sickness stop. You know I’ve never been sick. I need some help. Call me back, thanks.” Stopping the voice message, she took a second thinking about who could help her at a time like this.

“Kara, what are you doing calling me at this time of night?”

“Y/n’s sick and I don’t know what else to do to help her. I don’t want to give her some medicine and it kill her, she’s so fragile.”

“Your not gonna kill her, Kara-” Kara cut her adoptive mom off.

“I might,” Eliza could tell she was stressed.

“You won’t. She’s human Kara, she’ll be alright for the night.”

“Are you sure? She said her stomach hurts? How do I help with that? She threw up too.”

“You can make sure she doesn’t need to throw-”

“Y/n?” Kara blurted out, watching you run back into the bathroom and let the rest of your stomach go.

“Pull her hair back,” Kara pulls back your hair, wincing at the smell and tucked her phone between her shoulder and ear. “Make sure she doesn’t drink anything for a little while after throwing up, she might throw it all up again.”

“She's not a little baby.” Kara began to stroke your hair gently.

“But she will need fluids, just not right after. Make a washcloth for her, oh, hun, don’t forget to check her temperature. You guys try to get some sleep for the night and I’ll be over in the morning. Goodnight, Kara.”

“Eliza, I don't-” She hung up. Kara slumped over, catching her phone, holding most of your hair with the other hand, whilst setting her phone aside. Turning her focus back to you, she saw you were just hovering over the toilet. “Feeling better?” Her only answer was more chunks of last night's dinner flying into the toilet. After finally getting you clean of sickness from changing your clothes, wiping your face and doing the same to the bathroom, you and Kara got cozy in her bed.

“Sleep, baby. Tomorrow we’ll go to Alex and make sure you get better.”

“Mommy?”

“Yes…?”

“I want you to make me better, I’m not a patient.”

“Go to sleep, we’ll talk in the morning.” She kissed your red cheek.

The next morning…

You fluttered your eyes open to the noise of a voice coming from the kitchen. Your head ached, throat was dry and you were cold, so cold, even in your mom's thick covers. Again hearing someone in the kitchen. Kara was either trying to learn how to cook again, Alex was here or you were being robbed which didn't have much of a chance of being true.

“Moooom…” You groaned, the other voice abruptly stopping and she came into view from around the corner, immediately smiling when she saw you.

“How's my girl? Feeling better?” Before you could respond she continued almost excitedly. “I have some medicine, you said your stomach hurt? Does anything else hurt? Your head, do you have a runny nose, what about your throat, honey?” She was leaning over you, in an overbearing type of way.

You groaned again, “Everything.”

“Everything…?” Kara was confused and didn't understand how everything could be wrong, but tried to process it. “Okay… I’ll be right back…” She ran back to her computer when there was a knock on the door, and you called out for her again.

“Just a minute, Y/n/n,” She opened the door, “Eliza…!” She wasn't sure if she should be happy or overwhelmed.

“Kara! How is she feeling?” Kara took a deep breath.

“She told me everything hurts,” Right on cue you groaned out for her again. She walked back in and sat on the bed next to you.

“What's up?” Tucking the hair behind your ear, you sniffled.

“Am I sick?” Kara rests her face.

“I’m afraid so. Let's take your temperature.” When she moved to get up you pulled on her arm as she tried to get away. “Y/n, I’ll be right back.” She walked back to Eliza, as you move around trying to find a comfy position on the bed. Back in the kitchen Eliza had set her things down and was looking at the pile on the island table.

“Do you see the thermometer in there?” Eliza shook her head,moving back to her purse. “Damn,” Kara whispered to herself and started to look around for her coat.

“I brought one, Kara.” Eliza handed a thermometer out to her.

“No, I can go buy one, really, I need one anyway.” She chuckles lightly, gesturing to you in her bed. She could hear you groaning quietly from pain.

“Take it, make sure she’s not too hot.”

“Mommy come back now!” You yelled for her.

“Coming, sweetheart,” She took the thermometer and nodded in agreement, “Thank you.” Eliza smiled and as Kara raced over to you, Eliza came into view and saw how her daughter took care of you. She had no knowledge of sickness. Turning back towards the kitchen, wanting to make you something to eat Eliza saw the computer. It was open to a tab about how to care for a sick kid. Under the website ‘Wiki How’

“104.2? Is that bad?”

“What! 104? I’m calling Alex.”

“What? Is 104 a high temp?” Kara questioned unsure. You, on the verge of going back to sleep, your mom came and woke you up.

“Stooop! I was almost asleep.” You harshly move away from her, annoyed people were waking you up.

“I’m sorry, we have to go. Y/n,” She tried to pick you up, but your squirming was not helping. “Y/n, this is not the time.” She warned and you whined. “What's wrong? What's wrong?” She asked, starting to sound exhausted.

“I don't want to go.”

“I wish I didn't have to take you there, baby, but it'll make you feel better.” She tried again and you accepted her, dangling your arms around her neck loosely.

“Promise?”

“Promise.” Kara leaped out the window, Eliza on the phone with Alex who was getting you a bed made in MedBay.

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lena-in-a-red-dress · 1 year

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Lena's Mercy (another black mercy fic)

Warning: mentions of suicide

Lena is tired.

She has been ever since the shock has worn off. Receiving her diagnosis on the tail end of discovering her life has been just one lie after another had been unexpected. But the blessing is that it will be swift.

She can already feel it-- the fatigue that wraps around her bones and weighs her down, the lingering cough that now brings up speckles of blood. Pounds shed from her by the day, and every time she looks in the mirror the heavy circles under her eyes grow darker. She's been able to hide it thus far, but it won't be long before even that will be beyond her. There's nothing she can do to halt the disease working its way through her system-- not in the little time she has left.

So Lena finds herself going to the last place she ever thought she'd go.

Lex's bunker greets her as coldly as her mother. Her footsteps echo as she strides towards the solitary scanner console. A dozen pricks across her palm and the console beeps, and the floor before her lifts with a hiss.

When the gate slides open to admit her, Lena walks straight past the warhammer, Lex's suit of kryptonite.

She draws to a stop in front of a clear containment case, and the sight of its occupant sends a flood of relief through Lena's exhausted body. The black mercy within coils and shifts, as though sensing her desperation, her readiness.

There's no other itemd here that tempts her: she has no intention of harming Supergirl. Lena's anger has faded in the face of her new fate-- it's meaningless, in the grand scheme-- but a small part of can't deny that she relishes the devastation she knows her former friend will feel upon realizing Lena is gone without the chance to say goodbye.

As though summoned by Lena's thoughts, just as her hand reaches for the latch of the containment device, a whoosh of displaced air announces Supergirl's arrival.

"What are you doing here?"

Kara's voice is sharp and authoritative, riling for a fight until she sees exactly where Lena's attention lies. Then, more gently, fearfully even-- "what are you doing?"

"Exactly what it looks like."

"Lena, no, you don't understand-- it may conjure a fantasy, but only so that it can drain the life from you..."

Lena exhales. That's exactly what she's hoping for, but for a different reason than the conclusion Kara jumps to a moment later.

"Please don't do this," the hero blurts in a rush, eyes brimming with tears. "Please, I'm sorry, okay? I'm so, so sorry. I'll say it every day until you believe me, just please-- don't do this."

Unable to muster the effort to keep herself from doing so, the corner of her mouth lifts into the tiniest, softest of smirks.

"One of these days, Supergirl," she says softly, "you'll realize that this world doesn't revolve around you."

Silence drifts between them, stale and thin. Lena feels the hero's gaze on her, studying. Can her x-ray vision spot the disease inside her?

"Lena," Kara says slowly. "What's going on?"

Then, as she continues to piece through the puzzle--

"You're sick."

Lena says nothing.

"This isn't the answer," Kara continues. She takes a step towards her, entering the vault proper.

"I'll be the judge of that."

"Suicide? No! I refuse to accept this is your only option. We can get you through this--!"

"There is no we," Lena snaps. She glares at her former friend, finally deigning to meet her gaze. "You have yourself to thank for that."

But just as swiftly, the irritation dissipates.

"Do you know what my fantasy will look like?" she asks softly.

She hears Kara inhale, an argument catching on her tongue. But then she deflates. "Tell me."

"Not a long life. I don't need that. I'll still be dying, but with dignity. With love. From all of the people who should have been there from the start. My brother, my father... even Lillian. Even--" Lena's breath catches on a sob. "Even my mom."

She swallows painfully around the lump in her throat, her chest tight. There haven't been any tears yet, and she isn't about to start now. But even as she makes the vow she feels the tears drop from her eyelashes.

"They'll-- they'll tell me that they're proud of me. That they'll stay with me-- until the end."

Her voice drops to a rasping whisper.

"That would be enough," she chokes out, a sob chasing on its heels. A hiccup follows, and the tears start to flood. They won't stop, and her breath comes sharper and sharper...

Suddenly, warm arms turn her around and envelop her. Lena returns the hug reflexively, and once there her arms refuse to unclench. She sobs into Kara's shoulder, letting the scent of sunshine and coconut shampoo wash over her.

"What about me?" Kara murmurs when Lena's tear ebb. She doesn't loosen her hug in the slightest. "Will I be there?"

Lena swallows, clenching her eyes shut. "I don't know," she whispers. "Will you?"

"Yes." There's not a sliver of hesitation. "I'll be with you every step of the way."

Lena's chest tightens, and her arms squeeze tighter around Kara. Kara's arms tighten gently in kind.

"I'm not going anywhere."

#supercorp #angst #mention of suicide #black mercy au #terminal illness au

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chaotic-super · 2 years

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Seeing Right Through You

Supercorptober Day 22 - Skull

Just the mere act of lifting her head up off the pillow sends Kara into a spiral of dizziness she can’t seem to climb out of.

She’s been sick before – a few times actually, but this is the first time she’s ever gotten sick whilst still somehow maintaining her powers. Whatever sickness she has come down with is strong enough to overpower her connection with the yellow sun, not enough for her to lose her powers completely, just enough for them to be on the fritz.

Her heat vision is completely gone, as is her ability to fly, but from what she can tell, her superspeed is mostly intact and her freeze breath is still immaculate. The power she’s having the most trouble with is her x-ray vision with her super hearing joining in the mix every once in a while just for the fun of it.

It keeps starting up without her meaning to, much like it did when she was just a kid and still trying to get control of her new abilities. It’s really quite unnerving to suddenly be looking at a person’s skeleton when you aren’t expecting it.

Kara already knows that she’s majorly late for work but the mere thought of leaving the safety of her bed when her head is pounding, and she can’t keep something as simple as her vision right makes her want to puke.

She also does not want to be x-raying any of her colleagues. While her x-ray vision is mostly making her see through people’s skin, she can also see just through people’s clothes if she doesn’t use her vision on full intensity, and if that happens by accident at work, she will never be able to look at any of those people the same way again.

The sound of her front door opening and then slamming shut makes her wince and bury her face into her duvet, trying to hide from the intruder that will probably make her leave the confines of her safe haven.

“Kara? Darling are you here?”

Lena’s voice calls out, and Kara’s glad for it. She needs the clarification in case her x-ray vision starts up again. It can be difficult to identify people buy their skeletons.

Kara hums morosely in response, the only sound she can muster up in her sorry state. Her head is pounding like nobody’s business, and she can’t exactly pinpoint where the ceiling is anymore.

It’s a good job that Lena was actively listening out for her so she hears the brief rumble from the bedroom, urging her to venture further into the loft after letting herself in with the key Kara gave her so she can come over whenever she wants, something she does more often than she’s willing to admit.

Lena lays her eyes on the lump beneath the duvet, her eyebrows pinched together with worry. “Kara? Are you alright, darling?”

A loud groan emerges from the bed where Kara is completely submerged under the sheets. “Peachy.”

Lena presses her lips together, trying not to laugh at Kara’s expense. She pads her way past the curtain separating the bedroom from the living room and into the bedroom, perching herself on the edge of the bed next to the lump under the covers.

“Something tells me that you’re fibbing. What’s going on? Nia called and asked where you are because you didn’t show up for work.” Lena asks, one hand resting on top of the Kara shaped lump, right where she guesses her hip would be.

With a trembling hand, Kara reaches up to uncover her face, exposing her flushed cheeks to the open air. “I think I’m sick.” She mumbles, feeling sorry for herself.

Lena immediately places the back of her hand to Kara’s forehead, her eyebrows pulling together in worry at the scorching heat radiating from her sick best friend. “I think you’re right. You’re burning up. Did you blow your powers out or something?”

Kara tries to clear her throat, causing her to fall into a coughing fit that she has been trying to avoid for the last fifteen minutes. Lena jumps into action, rubbing Kara’s back to try and help her through it.

“Maybe we should get you to the DEO so Alex can check you out.” Lena grabs Kara’s hands in an attempt to pull her up but Kara, being the stubborn idiot she is, resists her and presses herself into the mattress.

Lena just huffs, trying again only for Kara to do the same thing again.

“I don’t want to go, I just want to stay here and cuddle.” Kara’s whining might just be giving Lena a bigger headache than the one Kara has.

“We have to make sure you’re alright, especially if you’re powerless.” Lena makes one last ditch effort to pull her up but instead Kara drags her down onto the bed with her.

“I’m fine, still have some of them, just sick. Come cuddle with me, baby.”

It’s time for Lena to get stern, even in the face of an unexpected pet name. She pulls out her CEO eyebrow raise and sharp tone, directing it at the whiny mess before her whilst really hoping that she can get Kara to co-operate because she’s genuinely worried about the sick little alien. “Kara Zor-El Danvers, you will look at me this instant.”

Kara’s always been weak to Lena when she’s being bossy. Well, she’s just always been weak to Lena but especially now. As much as she just wants to lie there all day, hopefully with Lena’s arms around her, if Lena wants her to look at her, that’s what she’ll be doing.

The second her baby blues fall onto Lena’s form, her nightmares come true, Lena’s beautiful form being replaced with that of a skeleton, the jaw of the skull moving in time with words that are of Lena’s voice but not her face. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Holy shit, you’re terrifying!” Kara actually jumps back, scuttling across the bed to the other side, her legs trembling when her feet land on the cool floor, the floorboards grounding her, giving her a solid surface upon which she can regain her composure.

Lena holds her hands out in front of her, trying to look as harmless as she can, completely unaware that in Kara’s eyes she has been stripped of her skin suit, so she really does look terrifying. “It’s ok, it’s ok. You’re fine, I promise.”

Kara presses herself back, stumbling away from the bed until her spine reaches her dresser, the contact making a bunch of her stuff fall from the surface of it and onto the floor.

Her hearing heightens unexpectedly, each item thudding onto the floor sends a sharp ringing into her ears that burns with white hot pain, stabbing her eardrums each time one drops.

Her hands shoot right up to her ears, covering them with an exaggerated whimper, her legs giving out beneath her, so she falls to her knees. Thanks to her wavering powers, the blow to her knees actually hurts and she will no doubt have bruises there by tomorrow.

Lena has never moved so fast in her whole entire life, if anyone would have seen it, they would question if she’s the one with superspeed. Her hands land atop of Kara’s, which are still covering her ears.

She doesn’t pry them away or try to talk, just presses her hands to the back of Kara’s to let her know she’s there and to block out a bit more of the noise she’s being assaulted with, even if the items have all finished toppling.

At some point Kara starts rocking in place, her sensitive ears picking up every sound in a ten mile radius and sending it all to her brain in a big, jumbled mess she can’t decipher. It’s overwhelming to the point where she can’t even think. Her eyes have been squeezed shut since she hit the ground and she can’t even begin to try and force them open.

She’s aware of Lena’s hands, can feel the warmth of them against her own but can’t do anything but will away her powers, she’s completely unable to control them at this point in time.

Through the chaos and confusion she tries to force herself to breathe, remembering the breathing techniques Eliza used to coach her through as a young girl alone on a strange planet. She breathes in through her nose then out through her mouth.

Strangely enough, when she breathes out Lena jumps back away from her, her warm hands are instantly missed so she finally opens her eyes again, cranking them open to reveal Lena looking completely normal apart from a few little crystalised icicles forming on the front of her very expensive looking sweater.

An utterly horrified expression appears across Kara’s face, realizing that she just used her freeze breath on someone she cares deeply about and could have potentially hurt because she isn’t in control.

“Lena – “ Kara’s voice wobbles, terrified and unsure of what to say, how to apologize to her best friend for putting her in danger.

At the sounds of Kara’s voice, Lena is shocked back to reality. “It’s alright, I’m ok. Let’s get you back on the bed, ok?”

Kara shrinks further away from Lena when she offers a hand. “I’m sorry, Lena. I’m so sorry. You should go, I can’t control myself.” Tears cloud Kara’s vision now but it is way better than having her x-ray vision turning itself on.

“Shh, I’m not going anywhere, now let’s get you up and we’ll start on getting you better and then you’ll be up and fighting fit in no time.” Lena isn’t letting Kara wriggle away from her, she grabs her arms and heaves her up, grunting at the dead weight she has to lug over to the bed.

It isn’t a delicate manoeuvre, but it gets the job done, Kara is back on the bed, and she seems to have calmed from her sensory overload quite quickly, now she just has to calm down from the anxiety of having her powers become so unpredictable.

Lena pants, standing up straight and puling her clothes back into place since they got ruffled in all the kerfuffle. “Alright, you stay here a minute while I call Alex and get her opinion. We still need to figure out how you got sick with your powers and how to nurse you back to health.”

Kara can’t respond because Lena promptly turns her back on her and walks away to the kitchen, already digging through her purse for her phone.

She has to suffer through listening to Lena telling Alex all about what a sorry sight she is and how she can’t control her powers. It brings a dark feeling of shame through her veins, the one thing she has prided herself on is her ability to remain in control and using her powers wisely, so having them be so wildly unpredictable is like a kryptonite dagger to her heart.

By the time Lena comes back in after getting off the phone to Alex, Kara has rolled over onto her stomach, her face smooshed into the pillow and her arms wrapped tightly around herself to try and stop the shivers that are wracking her body.

Lena moves up to the side of the bed once again, rolling Kara over as carefully as she can and covering her with a blanket.

“Alex is on her way, she’s going to check you over and decide what we should do once she’s here. If she thinks it’s bad enough or too dangerous for you to be here then we’ll have to take you to the DEO so you can stay in the med bay there.”

“I don’t like the med bay.” Kara whines. “I can deal with it here, you should go though so I don’t hurt you again.”

Lena huffs at Kara’s sudden insistence that she leave. “I’m not going anywhere so you can lie there and complain, or you can shuffle over and let me come and cuddle you, and we both know that you didn’t hurt me, just surprised me.”

It elicits a sigh from Kara and the tiniest little shuffle across the bed. Lena takes it as her attempt of asking for the cuddles so she helps the poorly blonde to migrate onto one side of the mattress so she can slip into the bed next to her, curling her body around the shaky one.

For someone who wants Lena to leave Kara doesn’t seem to have a problem holding onto the arms that are wrapped around her waist or pushing her body back into Lena’s stealing her warmth.

Lena is just enjoying being this close to Kara, holding her exactly how she pictures holding her in her dreams, taking care of her as more than a friend and if she closes her eyes, she can almost imagine them waking up in this position every day in a house of their own.

It’s a selfish fantasy, she knows it, but she knows in her heart that she is always going to want Kara and doubts that she will ever be able to move past the love that has made its home in her heart.

“Let me be here for you, Kara.”

Lena isn’t expecting the loud sob the words inspire, the tears that stream down pretty, flushed cheeks and the weight of Kara’s body as she pushes back into her even stronger.

“Please, don’t leave me.”

Kara’s headache has worsened, her dizziness consuming her and her bones aching with every breath she takes.

“I’m never going to leave you, my angel. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere, everything is going to be ok.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

Alex rushes through the front door, grateful that Lena left it unlocked so she doesn’t have to search through her keys to try and get in.

Seeing that the couch is empty she immediately knows that Kara must be in the bedroom. She takes long strides, impatient to be with her little sister.

“Kara, I’m here.” She calls, frantic undertones clouding her voice.

She doesn’t get a response, just the endearing sight of her little sister snuggled up into the arms of the big bad Luthor, both fast asleep in the shared embrace.

She hates to disrupt them, but Kara really needs to be checked over in case it’s anything too bad, still she does take the time to snap a couple of photos of the pair. They will make an excellent present to them when they finally get their crap together and admit how they feel.

Alex aims for Lena first, shaking her shoulder lightly, stirring the light sleeper pretty much immediately. Once Lena’s eyes open she reaches over to shake Kara awake too but a hand on her wrist stops her.

Instead Lena brings a finger to her lips to signify that she should be quiet and very slowly extracts herself from around Kara, tucking a pillow behind her to take her place.

They head into the living room, drawing the curtain behind them.

“We should let her sleep, she needs rest.” Lena keeps her voice hushed.

“How has she been?”

Lena rubs her eyes, trying to fight away the residual fatigue from her impromptu nap. “She’s been on edge, it seems like her powers are fluctuating a lot and she isn’t coping with it well. So far I’ve seen her be crippled by her super hearing and accidentally use her freeze breath. I think she might have used her x-ray vision on me too because she told me I looked terrifying.”

“She definitely did, she hates skeletons, she even got nightmares from The Nightmare Before Christmas.” Alex laughs to herself, her face straightening again when she processes the rest of the sentence about the rest of Kara’s powers.

Lena can’t help but keep looking back over her shoulder to the curtain, almost wishing that she left it open so she can see Kara but opting to leave it closed to block some of the sound of their conversation as not to wake her up from her much needed rest.

“I’m worried about her, I think we should take her to the DEO just in case. I don’t like seeing her like this, how could this happen, Alex?” Lena picks at her cuticles, her eyebrows scrunched.

Alex shakes her head. “Only if she really needs to go, she’ll be even whinier than usual if we make her go there when she doesn’t have to. Besides, I called J’onn on the way here and he told me that there has been a few aliens in containment that have fallen ill too, looks like some kind of alien flu. It’s probably how she got it in the first place, she brings most of the aliens in.”

Lena shakes her head imperceptibly. “What if she gets worse?”

“Then we take her in, I haven’t checked her over yet so I don’t know how bad it is but from the sounds of it, we can deal with it here, there’s no need to have a government agency prodding and poking at her.”

“You work for that government agency.”

“And that’s how I know that they don’t always do things above board and why I will never fully trust them with my sister.” Alex folds her arms, standing her ground, understanding that Lena’s objections are coming from a place of love. “She’ll most likely just be better off here with you.”

Speak of the devil, a croaky voice drifts from the bedroom. “Lena?”

Lena drags the curtain open to see Kara trying and failing to sit up, rolling over helplessly, trying to get out bed even though she can barely tell where the floor is. “Hey, don’t move, I’m coming.”

Alex is shocked to see that Kara is actually listening to her, pigs can fly after all.

“I’m here too, Kara. Let me get you checked over.” Alex joins Lena at Kara’s bedside, looking down at Kara, noticing how pale she is despite her flushed cheeks. “What are your symptoms?”

“I’m dizzy and my head hurts. My powers are being weird too.” Kara mumbles out, trying to grasp onto Lena’s hand but failing to judge how far away it is.

Lena helps her out by taking Kara’s hand in her own. “She’s really warm too, I think she might have a fever.”

“Let me take her temperature then, but from the looks of it, we will just have to let it run its course. No DEO or med bay necessary, just plenty of fluids and rest.” Alex grabs her medical bag she brought with her, doing a more thorough check and determining that Kara can stay here.

Kara watches her with unfocused eyes. “Alex, am I going to die?”

“Do you always have to be so dramatic?” Alex rolls her eyes then continues. “You’ll be fine, the doctor is prescribing you with cuddles, Lena has an abundance so she will give them to you at least every two hours.”

Lena’s head shoots up at her. “Alex, what are you- “

“Look after her, I’ve got to get to work. You’re on babysitting duty, just order some soup and get her to take a cool shower to get that fever down. If she gets worse call me but other than that, she’ll be fine. Go cuddle the whiny alien.”

Lena stares down at the clingy blonde holding her hand then back to Alex, who is already packing her things away. “You really think I can look after her?”

“You’re the only one I trust to do it” Alex smiles at her. “I’ll check in later.”

With no other options once Alex leaves, Lena decides to take the advice offered and orders soup. “Alright, darling. We’ll eat and then we’ll get you showered. As soon as that’s done it will be time for your first dosage of your prescribed cuddles.”

#cw supergirl #supercorp #supergirl #supercorp endgame #kara x lena #kara leaned in #kara danvers #kara zol el #kara zor el #lena luthor #supercorptober #supercorp fanfic #chaotic super #supercorptober2022

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ihavementalillinois · 11 months

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Guys... am i sick and twisted for still reading kara x lena fanfiction after not even finishing the supergirl show... it's just... theyre my super fun and awesome blorbos...

#mpost #supercorp #kara x lena

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katethewriter · 2 years

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Forget Me Not

A Luthor and a Super Walk Into a Bar (series)

Pairing: Supercorp/Kara Danvers x Lena Luthor

Words: 3.4k

Summary: An AU based on the movie "The Vow".

A/N: This is very sad, but it has a happy ending!

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The quarter wobbles, and then topples as it no longer has the force to continue spinning. It comes to a stop, laying flat on the counter next to the empty glass.

"Another?"

Lena looks to the bartender who had pointed to the glass. She nods silently, flicking the quarter making it spin once again on the counter. The bartender walks away quickly with the glass. He returns, placing her drink back where he found it, then he sets a glass of water next to it. He means well, Lena reminds herself as she ignores the water. She brings the glass to her lips and takes a long sip. It burns on the way down, but that's why she likes it. It's her third of the night, and Lena doesn't plan to slow down anytime soon. She flicks the quarter again, watching as it spins traveling a few inches across the bar then falling.

Lena's left thumb twists and presses against the engagement ring still occupying her finger. She still wears it everyday, even if seeing it causes her heart to break everytime. She can't bring herself to take it off. 'Maybe it would be easier if she were dead,' Lena thinks to herself. The thought makes her sick to her stomach, and she immediately scolds herself for it. Even through her pain, she knows she is lucky her fiancé is still breathing. 'A world where Kara Danvers doesn't exist is a world where I don't either,' Lena reminds herself. Still, over a year later, and the Luthor can't figure out how to mourn someone who isn't dead. She flicks the quarter again.

"Hey"

Lena feels a soft hand on her shoulder and turns to see Alex and Maggie standing behind her. She smiles, "Hi," is all she can whisper as the two hug her. It has been a while since she has seen either of them. She really misses them both. Alex sits down next to her, while Maggie goes and claims a table a little further into the bar.

The two sit in silence for a moment. Alex takes a deep breath deciding to break the ice, "How are you?" The concern on her face genuine. The elder Danvers reaches a tucks a stray strand of hair behind Lena's ear. The younger girl leans into the touch ever so slightly before pulling away. She misses how Alex used to comfort her. Alex always made sure that Lena knew she was her little sister as much as Kara is. That seems like lifetimes ago.

Taking another mouthful from her glass, the Luthor holds back tears as she responds, "Probably as well as you would expect." She flicks the quarter again, watching it spin.

A quarter.

If she thinks about it long enough, it still makes her angry.

Lena lost her family. The only family she had. The family she fought for. The family she found with Kara.

Kara. Her Kara.

She lost her Kara.

Because of a quarter.

Lena knows it's more complicated than that, but she always finds herself here. Blaming a coin for losing everything.

It's been 1 year 5 months 2 weeks and a day since it happened. It was an accident. A freak accident, Lena knows that. However, she can't stop herself from blaming a freaking coin. Kara was driving home from work. Some teenaged boys were messing around, throwing quarters at each other's cars while driving. One of them swerved into oncoming traffic. To avoid him, Kara swerved into a ditch.

She woke up in the hospital two days later. She was physically healthy aside from a few cuts and bruises. Mentally, though she was not so lucky. When Kara woke up, Lena breathed a sigh of relief before having her heart ripped out. The blonde had no idea who Lena was. She didn't remember Lena or the past three years they had been together or their wedding that was meant to be in 5 months. All because of a stupid quarter.

Lena flicks the quarter again. "You know what today is?" she asks as the two watch the coin spin. The silence sits between the two. They both know what today is, or what it was supposed to be. Alex whispers a quiet yes. The pain evident in her voice. Lena may have lost her entire world, but she is not the only one hurting. She knows that. "It's our anniversary," Lena says having to force the words around the lump in her throat. "But it's not," her voice cracks. Alex brings her hand to Lena's shoulder pulling her into an embrace. She continues despite her tears, "We should be celebrating. We should have been happily married for a year. I should have bought her flowers and a really sappy card and taken her to a fancy dinner and ordered those god awful potstickers she loves so much after." They both smile around the pain, tears falling anyway. "But I'm sitting here alone..." the Luthor pauses as she tries to find the words to describe this agony. Like she has a lot this past year, she falls short. "She is supposed to be mine," the younger woman whispers.

Alex pulls her closer letting Lena hurt for a moment. She gently rubs a hand up and down her other little sister's back, whispering comfortingly to her. After a moment, Lena sits back up. She wipes away her tears. Lena normally might have been embarrassed that she just broke down in public, but tonight she can't bring herself to care. It wouldn't be the first time she cried in this bar.

When Kara first woke up, the doctors were optimistic that her memory would return with time and a little prompting. Everyone tried to help. They showed Kara pictures and told her stories, but Lena remained a stranger in the room full of her family. Kara remembered everyone else; she knew everyone else before she had met Lena. Kara was the one who had introduced everyone to the Luthor. Kara loved her first; the rest followed adopting her into the family as though it was the most natural thing. But now, it was Kara that needed to learn to love Lena. She tried; everyone knows she tried. But one day, Lena came home from work to find all of Kara's things moved out of their shared apartment. She also found about a dozen missed calls and messages from Alex trying to explain what happened. Sitting on the table next to the bed is a note with Lena's name on it.

"Sweet Lena, I will never have the words to form the apology I owe you, but I will try anyway. I'm so sorry. I know that my being here is hurting you, and I can't watch this destroy you anymore. I want only the best for you, but I'm beginning to believe that my presence in your life will never grant that. You offer so much love, and all I give in return is pain. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to move on. You deserve someone who loves you as much as you love me. I hope, with my entire heart, that you find them. Sincerely, Kara"

That note brought the end of Lena's happiness, but she would never let Kara know. She doesn't want someone else. She wants Kara, but she knew Kara was probably hurting just as much as she was... maybe even worse. Lena will love Kara forever, but one of them needed to go. Lena was used to being alone; Kara never had to be. In the Luthor's mind, the decision was already made. If Kara wanted out, Lena wouldn't stop her. She wants what is best for her, so she decided to honor her wishes. Lena kept her distance, even if that meant distancing herself from everyone she loved. She would do it. She would do anything, for Kara.

"How is she?" the Luthor asks. Every now and again, Lena will meet Alex for lunch or dinner and ask about Kara. It hurts everytime, but she needs to check on her. She needs to know she did the right thing by staying away. She needs to know if Kara is happy. She knows that will never go away.

Alex's lips form a tight smile, "She's ok." Lena sees right through the older Danver's short answer. "She's supposed to meet you here tonight isn't she?" the Luthor asks with a sad smile. Alex holds her breath and nods once. A familiar ache grips Lena's chest. She nods and finishes her drink signaling the bartender to bring another. Her eyes glass over, and she is losing the fight to hold back another wave of tears, "Does she ever ask?" Lena knows the answer before Alex's silence confirms it. Part of her is glad Kara doesn't think of her, it means that she is moving on, maybe even happy. The other part of her though is left in devastation by Kara's indifference. The latter takes over for a moment as a tear rolls down her cheek. She quickly swats it away and flicks the quarter again.

Alex sighs defeatedly, "We can go to another bar." It's meant to be a peace offering, but Lena doesn't want it. She hasn't cried herself to sleep for a year and a half, so everyone she loves has to feel guilty for moving on.

"Alexandra Danvers," Lena's tone is the only evidence needed to understand she means business, "if you change your plans for me, not only will I be pissed, but you will feel the full power of my wrath for the rest of your life." Alex laughs at the threat and jokingly counters, "Come on Luthor, don't you think you're overreacting just a bit." The two smile and Alex grabs one of Lena's hands, "Are you sure?" She asks gently.

Lena offers the most reassuring smile she can manage, which still isn't much. "Yes, I'm sure," squeezing the older Danvers' hand. "Now go sit with your wife," she nods to Maggie sitting alone at a table, "enjoy the night. I want you to."

Alex wraps her arms around Lena holding her tightly. "I love you," she says as they pull away. Ache fills Lena's heart, as she is made aware of how long it's been since she's heard those three words. The ache is replaced with warmth for a moment, "I love you too."

"Text me when you're ready to leave, I'll call you a cab," Alex clears her throat and crosses her arms when Lena rolls her eyes. "I mean it Luthor, I'm watching you. You want me to make him cut you off?" she threatens. Alex laughs and pats Lena's back when the younger woman grumbles, "fine." She watches Alex walk across the bar to join Maggie. Once there, Lena turns back to the bar where her fourth drink is waiting for her. She flicks the quarter and brings the glass to her lips.

Two drinks later, and Lena is happy to feel the desired effects. Her thought process starts to slow and her muscles begin to relax. The ache in her chest subsiding slightly as she stares at the ring on her left hand as she twists it. She relives the day she got it. She can almost pretend that the girl who gave it to her still remembers her. She can almost picture a wedding band next to it. Almost. She is focusing on the ring so much that the rest of the bar disappears. She doesn't see or hear the bartender who tries to ask her a question. She doesn't notice the other customers coming and going from the bar stools around her. She doesn't hear the front door opening and closing behind her, signaling the entrance and exits of other people. All she sees is her ring, the memories it holds, and the dream of a life it had once promised.

The sound of shattering glass breaks Lena's intense focus. Like everyone else in the bar, she looks in the direction of the disruptive noise. Unlike everyone else in the bar, she finds that the individual responsible for the disruption is staring right back at her. The brunette sobers.

From across the room, Kara is staring at Lena with eyes wide with shock. This isn't the first time the two have run into each other in public. Usually, Kara doesn't notice. Her eyes don't search for Lena the same way Lena's search for her. When she does notice, Kara waves apologetically before quickly leaving whatever space they are in.

This time is different though; Lena can tell immediately. Kara's expression is apologetic, but not helplessly so. It is knowing. Kara's eyes are wide with realization and a flood of tears. Lena thinks she sees recognition in those eyes somewhere, but she pushes away the hope. She doesn't want to let that pain in again.

Neither Lena or Kara break eye contact, but Lena can see Alex slowly approaching her sister cautiously in her peripheral vision. The older Danvers places a gentle hand on the blonde's shoulder effectively breaking her out of her thoughts. A sob escapes the blonde's lips. Kara closes the distance between them instantly. Before she can react, the blonde pulls Lena as close as possible, clutching her to her chest. Kara's tears soak Lena's shoulders, but she doesn't care. Despite trying to convince herself it's too good to be true, the Luthor clings to her fiancé.

With the workers' permission, Alex and Maggie help the two move to a private room in the back. They close the door behind Kara and Lena, giving them some space to work through whatever just happened.

Once alone, Kara's sobs grow even more desperate as she tries to utter apologies in between shallow breaths. "I'm so sorry! Lena I'm so so so so so sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry Lena! I'm so sorry!" she clings as tightly as she can to the shorter girl.

Lena is crying herself, but if nothing else, this past year has taught here how to put her emotions aside for Kara. She gently rubs her hands up and down the blonde's back. She wants to comfort her so she makes certain she doesn't cross any of the lines. She doesn't let her hands drop too low, or hold too tightly, or move too quickly. After a few more moments of Kara's desperate sobs, Lena speaks up. "Kara, why are you sorry? You have nothing to be sorry for," she tries to reassure, but Kara objects instantly.

"I forgot," the blonde's voice breaks with guilt. "I forgot, and you tried to help and I left you," she erupts into sobs again. "You needed me and I left you. Lena I left you. I hurt you. I'm so sorry, Lena. You loved me, and I hurt you. I'm so so sorry," Kara pulls away from the embrace, but doesn't let go of Lena.

Lena's eyes scan Kara's face a million times searching for the uncertainty that has plagued her nightmares for a year. When she finally does speak, it is barely a whisper, "you remember?" The Luthor is convinced she is dreaming; she is not ready for the heartbreak morning will surely bring.

"Yes," Kara cries, "we're supposed to be married Lena... but... I... we... I'm so sorry. We're supposed to be happy, but I hurt you, and I'm so sorry!" Lena reaches up and wipes away as many of her love's tears as she can manage. They are quickly replaced with more. "I'm sorry I left you and hurt you and forgot you, Lena. I'm sorry Lena," Kara hiccups as she tries to regain control of her breathing. The blonde pulls away from Lena, and the brunette feels panic suffocate her at the retreat. She chokes on the only thought worse than remaining unremembered by Her fiancé: Kara remembering and still not wanting her.

Lena prepares for rejection as she waits for Kara to speak again. She is so small arms wrapped around herself, tears streaming down her cheeks, some even catching on her glasses. Kara takes a deep breath and looks to the ceiling, "I know I left you. I broke your heart and left." Her face twist in agony as she holds herself tightly so as to not to reach out for the other girl. "I know I told you to move on," Kara's throat closes around the words.

It's unfair. The blonde knows that. She walked out on Lena. That was her choice, but the consequences didn't fall on Kara. They fell on Lena. She is the one who had her heart broken. She is the one who has been alone all this time. Lena didn't deserve this, but she never got the choice. She deserved the choice. Still deserves a choice. The blonde knows that she owes Lena so much more, but all she has is this choice. And it's Lena's. Kara still refuses to look at the younger woman. She knows if she does, she will be selfish. She will beg her to stay. She will pull her close, and kiss her, and she won't let go ever again. But that's not her choice; it's Lena's. So she twists her hands in her own shirt, and tries to find the right words.

"I know I told you to move on," Kara's throat closes around the words. "You don't owe me anything, I know that. So if you did... move on... I get it." Her voice is breaking. Every fiber of her being screaming for her to not let Lena go, but she stayed back and continued. "If there’s someone else, I understand..." she kept shrinking into herself. To Lena, she looks small and hurt, but stubborn in a selfless way. "I won't get in the way; I just need you to know I'm sorry," Kara finally looks to Lena. Her words sound too much like the note Lena found; she feels the panic and pain and fear of rejection all over again. "I love you, Lena. More than I can ever show you. You deserve to be happy, even if it's not with me," Kara takes a deep breath. "I'll go... if that’s what you want, I'll-"

The blonde is cut off by the brunette's lips covering hers. Lena kisses her fiercely holding the blonde's cheeks with her hands. Kara is stunned motionless, frozen for a moment before the tension in her chest snaps. With a whimper, Kara returns the kiss, wrapping her arms around Lena and holding her as close as possible. Tears cover both of their faces.

It's too good to be true. That's what Lena's brain keeps telling her. Lena deepens the kiss, holding Kara tighter; she has waited for this moment for over a year. She had given up hope that it would happen at all. With Kara in her arms, she finally feels complete again. She doesn't want to break the kiss, but they both need to breathe. Their lips separate; both miss the contact instantly. The pair attempt to chase each other's lips, but the need to breathe gets in the way.

“I want you, Kara.” Lena can’t bring herself to look into Kara’s eyes, so she closes her own, trying to let this pure relief beat back the pain in her chest. “I missed you so much," heavy tears rain down her face. She presses her forehead to Kara’s, breathing her in. Lena sighs stringing together a line of “I love you”’s, repeating those three words over and over like a prayer. She only stops when Kara interrupts her with a kiss.

It's not a long kiss, more like a prolonged peck really. "I love you too," Kara breathes against Lena's lips. The brunette's heart soars; warmth spreads across her entire body. She had been sure she would never feel this way again. She burrows into the crook of Kara's neck. "Take me home," Kara whispers into raven hair. The shorter woman nods frantically. Since the accident, Lena has hated that apartment. She couldn't step foot in a single room without a flood of memories with Kara and the ache they bring. She avoids the place as much as possible. Now she barely comes home to sleep before leaving again.

However this time, Lena is happy to go back to her apartment because Kara will be there, and that's enough.

#supercorp #lena luthor #kara danvers #supergirl #wlw #supergay #kara and lena #Kara x lena #kara danvers x lena luthor #lena luthor needs a hug #just supercorp things

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lots-of-pockets · 6 months

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Advent 2023 Masterlist 🎄⛄️🎄

Day 1: sick Nat x reader

Day 2: Sick Scarlett x reader

Day 3: Sick Nat x Wanda

Day 4: Supercorp

Day 5: Sick reader x Kara

Day 6: Sick Alex x Maggie

Day 7: Sick Natasha x reader

Day 8: Sick Natasha x Wanda

Day 9: Sick Lena x Kara

Day 10: Sick Lizzie x reader

Day 11: Sick Alex x Sick reader

Day 12: Sick Yelena x reader

Day 13: Sick Florence x reader

Day 14: Sick reader x Natasha

Day 15: Sick Wanda x Natasha

Day 16: sick nat x reader

Day 17: sick reader x Nat

Day 18: Lena Luthor x reader

#empyrean's advent 2023 #natasha romanoff #black widow #natasha x y/n #sickfic #scarlett johansson sickfic #supergirl x lena luthor #sanvers #marvel #fluff #yelena belova

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somber-sapphic · 10 months

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Keep Her From Falling

〖Notes: Thanks to @goldenempyrean for helping to pull me out of my writing rut with this idea! ALSO. This is a sort of slow burn supercorp, there will be a part two which is in the works.〗

〖Summary: When Kara shows up soaking wet to an interview with Lena the brunette knows she has to do something.〗

〖Word Count: 1.3k〗

〖Pairing: Supercorp technically〗

☾Masterlists☽

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Lena sighed and listened to the rain pattering outside, letting the sound quell her anxiety about the upcoming interview with her favorite blonde reporter. The young genius did a wonderful job of disguising her true feelings, hiding her constant nerves behind a quick wit and confident demeanor but in reality, she was sort of a mess.

A mess who may or may not have been in love with a certain reporter who was now running five minutes late. Lena checked her watch for the fifth time in the last ten minutes, concern beginning to overcome her jitters. Kara was never late. Every other time she had come for an interview she was at least fifteen minutes early and brought coffee or doughnuts.

Now, Lena was well aware of her best friend’s “secret” identity, it had become pretty clear upon one of their first meetings in which Kara had claimed to have flown to her office on a bus. That was the beginning, then the dots had been pretty easy to connect. Glasses didn’t do much to hide one’s identity, especially after it had become clear.

It was a quiet understanding between them, Kara knew that Lena knew her secret but neither pushed the issue. Eventually, they’d need to have that conversation, but for now, the silence let them live in harmony.

The brunette sighed and glanced at her watch again, wondering if she should contact Alex to see where the woman was. She was getting legitimately worried.

Just as Lena was pulling out her phone to text both the blonde in question and her sister, the door cracked open and a sopping wet miserable-looking reporter poked her head in, water dripping from her hair onto her face and then onto her sopping clothes.

“H-hi Lena, s-s-sorry I’m late.” Kara practically whispered, her voice little more than a hoarse croak. Lena felt her jaw drop at the sight, but her shock was quickly replaced by a sense of urgency. She stood and walked to the blonde’s side, taking her best friend's freezing hands in hers.

“Oh Kara, what happened?” She asked gently, trying to decide what exactly she was going to do about the soaking, shivering woman.

“Got c-caught in the r-rain.” The blonde tried for a chuckle, but it came out as a chesty cough that seemed to take a lot of energy out of her. Those beautiful crystal blue eyes were dull and confused, her chapped nose running slightly. The poor thing looked awful.

“Yeah, I can see that. Come here, sit down. Let me get you some dry clothes.” She guided Kara over to the couch and sat her down, ignoring the woman’s protests that she was fine. Once she had the reporter sitting, Lena went back to her desk and pulled out a change of clothes and a towel, things she kept in her office just in case she was forced to stay the night on the couch. She was the first person to tell you that sleeping in a pencil skirt was not comfortable.

“Okay, go dry off and get changed. Then I’m taking you home,” she said, gesturing towards the bathroom branching off of her office. It was a very nice bathroom, complete with a shower which didn’t get used very often. She would have offered to let Kara use it but the likelihood that the woman would accept was so low she figured that it would be better just not to bother.

“Lena, the i-interview,” Kara replied, her brow furrowing as she talked. That notorious ‘crinkle’ emerged and Lena almost smiled, she probably would have if not for her worry for her friend.

“No. You’re sick, you’re going to change and I’m taking you home.” Lena replied, not letting her get any further. Of course, the blonde was stubborn. It wasn’t going to be quite so easy.

Kara wrinkled her nose and crossed her arms over her chest, getting to her feet. The CEO went rigid, waiting for the woman to fall as she prepared to drop the clothes and catch her. Thankfully, although the blonde’s face when stark white, well, whiter than it already was, she remained on her feet.

“I’m fine.” Lena reached over and touched her forehead, astonished at the heat waves being thrown from the woman’s skin. All logic would say that she should be cold as ice after being out for so long in the rain.

"No, you're not fine. You're burning up.” She argued, tucking a piece of her dripping blonde hair behind her ear. The alien shivered a bit but didn’t move, not willing to back down.

“Everyone gets colds, I-I’ll live,” Kara said, sounding unsure. There was a glint in her eyes that screamed panic but they both knew that she wasn’t going to say anything.

Lena tilted her head to the side slightly, squinting at her friend as she tried to decide how best to approach this situation. She decided that for now, a blunt approach would be best.

“Okay. We both know that isn’t true, you don’t get sick unless you solar flare and this is worse than a cold. Go get changed, when we get back to your place you can shower to warm up a little, but this will have to do for now.”

Kara looked a bit stunned as she realized that Lena knew about the Supergirl thing. The brunette sort of brushed it off as if it was nothing and took a step forward to grab one of the ill woman’s hands. They would have to discuss everything later when Kara was feeling better.

“Come on, please Kara. If you can get sick you can get hypothermia. You’re shivering. I’ll even dry your hair if you want.” Her tone was softer now, her posture radiating loving concern. She watched as Kara’s walls broke down and she hunched in on herself, sneezing towards her chest. It was followed by another fit of lung-rattling coughs that made Lena worry about bronchitis, or worse, pneumonia.

“But Snapper…” She trailed off, running out of arguments. Being home and warm with Lena to take care of her sounded so nice, she was wondering if the brunette would be willing to cuddle. She needed a hug.

“I’ll deal with him. Go.”

Kara begrudgingly took the clothes and walked into the bathroom which, if she wasn’t so sick, she would have had to admire. It was a nice bathroom. She set the clothes on the toilet lid and began to dry her hair and body, sneezing twice before she was finished.

The blonde then quickly pulled on the fresh set of clothes, taking a moment to bury her face in the soft, nice-smelling fabric. She was grateful that her nose wasn’t too stuffy to smell Lena’s clean perfume, the smell bringing her a sense of comfort.

She padded out of the bathroom in just socks, surprised to see her best friend waiting with a pair of booths and a large raincoat.

“My driver is waiting right outside; we shouldn’t be in the rain for too long. Put this stuff on and we’ll get you home.” Kara obeyed wordlessly, too tired to argue or even thank the CEO. That didn’t bother Lena at all, she was just relieved to see that the blonde was accepting her help.

Once Kara was bundled up in the knee-length raincoat and what could’ve passed as snow boots the younger woman pulled on her coat before doing one final mental sweep of the office. Nothing needed to be done, everything was ready.

“Shall we?” she asked, holding out a hand for Kara to take. The blonde accepted and allowed herself to be half dragged from the building, stumbling over her feet in her dizzy haze. Even though she was slightly off balance, she wasn’t worried about it. Lena would keep her from falling.

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goldenempyrean · 9 months

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Sicktember 2023 Masterlist!

1. Hopelessly Bad at Self-Care - Wanda Maximoff x R

2. Quest for a Cure - WandaNat x R

3. "What happened to your phenomenal immune system, huh?" - Kara Danvers x R

4. Hiding an Illness - Florence Pugh x R

5. Preventative Measures (Not Taken) - Alex Danvers x Maggie Sawyer

6. Sick and Injured - Natasha Romanoff x R

7. “You’re a jerk when you’re sick” - Yelena Belova x R

8. Persistent Fever - WandaNat

9. Pounding Headache - Alex Danvers x R

10. “The only place we’re going is to the pharmacy” - Wanda Maximoff x R

11. Beginner’s Guide to Faking Sick - WandaNat

12. Old Wives Tale - Florence Pugh x R

13. Forehead Kisses - Scarlett Johansson x R

14. ‘‘I shouldn’t be worried about you, but for some reason I am’’ - Lena Luthor x R

15. Sick in an Inconvenient Place - Lizzie Olsen x R

16. Consulting the Internet/Web MD - Kara Danvers x R

17. Magical Remedy/Healing Potion - WandaNat

18. “Wear your coat, you’ll catch a cold” - Lena Luthor x R

19. Curled Up With a Pet - Natasha Romanoff x R

20. Cramping Pain - Kate Bishop x R

21. "But if you stay, you'll get sick too" - Natasha Romanoff x R

22. Terms of Endearment/Nicknames - Supercorp x R

23. Coughing Fit - Florence Pugh x R

24. “Did you just sneeze?” - Kate Bishop x R

25. “I Could Really Use a Hug Right About Now” - WandaNat x R

26. Fuzzy Socks - Supercorp

27. Uncooperative Patient - WandaNat x R

28. “I should have stayed home” - WandaNat

29. Side Effects/Adverse Reaction - Scarlett Johansson x R

30. Patient - Alex Danvers x R

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supercorpkid · 3 months

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Powergirl Should Die

Supergirl. Powergirl. B!D. Kara Danvers x BabyDanvers!Reader, Alex Danvers x BabyDanvers!Reader, Lena Luthor, Winn Schott.

Word Count: 2550.

Porwergirl should die. Someone should kill her.

The suit is skin tight, it clings so forcefully onto you as if it's trying to become part of you. But this other skin, just simply doesn’t fit right over your bones.

There is a huge House of El crest over your chest, in its golden glory. It weighs down on your skin, heavy and sacred. It should help you feel at ease. It doesn’t. It feels like it’s burning your skin like a branding iron.

Kryptonian?

Yes.

Super powers?

Yes.

You’re a superhero. Next, please!

Kara stands tall next to you, hand on your shoulder. “Would you look at that,” your sister smiles brightly at you. “Mother and father would be so proud of you, mini me.”

Kara has called you that your whole life, but you never felt so little as you do right now. You've also never felt so much like Kara. Crumpled up inside this supersuit to fit someone else’s dream. You don’t think your parents would be very proud of you now.

“Kara, this feels odd.” You try to lift the suit from your skin, that is so snuggled up it barely leaves you room to breathe. “I-I look like you.”

“I know!” She proudly squeaks. “I asked Winn to only change the colors. How do you feel about the white, red and blue?”

“Like a walking American flag.” You wince at the thought. You like the white, it’s a little more sober than the blue in Kara's suit, it also reminds you of the vest you used to wear back in Krypton. The red cape feels like they've ripped a piece of Kara’s and placed it on your back. The high blue boots are uncomfortable and the matching gloves are just plain stupid.

“You certainly don’t look like one.” Alex chimes in from behind you, and you turn around, sick of the sight of you in the mirror. “Honestly sis, I like this suit. I think it might be even better than Kara’s.”

“I wouldn’t go that far, mine has history.”

“Yours is a copy of Superman’s.”

“That’s what I mean, history.”

You watch your sister’s bickering with faint attention because they both would never say how ridiculous you look with this dull, hideous, comical outfit.

But it didn’t matter how foolish you looked, or how stupid you felt. There was no way out of this. Kara said you looked perfect and Alex agreed. J’onn, who’s been the closest thing to a father to you on this planet, gave you a stiff smile when asked what he thought. He could read your mind, remember? That’s what he thought about it. And Winn was just over the moon with his creation. No way out. From that day on, you’re Powergirl.

It hasn’t been long since you started being Powergirl. You’re still not the most prominent face of the Supers, thank God for that. You do the easy jobs while Kara takes on the real bad guys. You follow her lead. Obey to what Alex tells you to do over the comm that is permanently stuck in your ear. As if you couldn’t hear her from miles and miles away.

But with every passing day, it becomes even more obvious to you that you were really not cut out for this superhero life. Not good at it. Not happy with it. Not fit for it.

The very opposite of Kara, actually. Because Kara fits everywhere and with everyone. She fits perfectly in her suit, with her alias. Perfectly at her job at CatCo, as a news reporter. And ever since she landed on Earth she created her perfect family, story, life on this planet.

You, on the other hand, wish everyday you were still at Krypton. You are well aware that if you stayed behind, that if your parents hadn't made Kara snuggle your smaller form against her own body on that pod, you would have exploded. You wouldn't be alive today. And you wish people knew you don't want to be dead, you just wish your planet hadn't exploded in the first place.

Sure Kara feels the same. Yet she makes a name for herself and gives back to this planet that took you both in so willingly, that gave you both powers because of its sun. Kara is just different.

"Mother would want us to use our powers for good." She would whisper to you in the dark, whenever the Danvers would tell you to not use your powers. Whenever they asked you to fit in completely. "Father spent so much time trying to stop our planet from deteriorating, don't you think that if he had powers he would use them to make that happen?"

She would ask you questions that didn't feel like questions. That required no answers at all. Kara would tell you what she knew about them, use them as arguments to explain to you (convince even) why you had to become a superhero too.

And you would lay there in the dark, after your sister was asleep, looking at the long dead stars, and wondering whether she was right. Whether that was your parents' plans all along or just a sad coincidence.

"Powergirl." You hear Kara's voice early in the morning while you're still trying to brew yourself a cup of coffee. "I need you for a second."

"It's too early in the morning and I have to get ready for work." You press on your comm to answer. "Can't you deal with it alone?"

"Hm, no. I need you to come here now."

You let out a huge sigh, trying to ease your own mind. Coffee will wait, you guess. You're out of your pj's, into your suit, and out of the house in a blur. You stop next to Kara while she stares at a billboard.

"What?" You can't help the harshness of your tone as you see no emergency around her.

Kara says nothing. Only points at the billboard and you finally take note of it. Written in large red colors, the sentence: Powergirl should die.

Huh.

"It seems that you have an enemy." Kara says when time enough has passed for you to read the sentence over a few times. "Don't worry, we'll catch them."

Cute. It's your first thought. It's almost like someone wrote you a love letter, au contraire.

Kara makes an effort to tear it all down, destroy the billboard before anyone sees it. You don't help her, stuck inside your own mind, replaying the words in your head.

"No need to worry." She assures you, hand on your shoulder to get you out of your trance. "No one will do you any harm, mini me. I'd never let anyone hurt you."

"Thanks, Kar." You look at your watch on your wrist. "Work calls." And so you fly home.

You try to lodge that sentence in the back of your mind. You don't wanna seem stressed out, even though you are. But showing how actually worried you are about it, and with the fact that someone is coming for you, it's inconceivable.

Kara would worry. Alex would stress. Ooof, you can see it all playing out. Sleepovers and excuses for you to miss work and hang at the DEO headquarters so they can keep an eye on you, until you're feeling suffocated.

No, no. You can't go through that. It's been a while since you and your sisters shared a bedroom. You don't think you three can do that again now that you're grown ups.

It happens again. You don't see it, but you hear the agents commenting about it, a couple days later. They get muted the second you fly in the DEO, which is not only annoying but foolish. You do have super hearing after all.

"So, where was it this time?" You ask Alex, while she tries to avoid looking at you.

"Where's what?" She tries, and you furrow your brows.

"Winn, put it on the monitor." You ask coming closer. Winn looks at Alex as if asking for permission, but you don't give her time to deny him. "Come on, I heard the agents. I'm still Kryptonian even if I'm not a Super."

Winn huffs. "On the tallest building of National City." The photo goes up on the large TV in front of you, and you swallow deep.

Powergirl should die.

"Y/N," Alex talks in a low tone so the agents around can't hear her. "it's not personal."

"Looks personal." You cross your arms, turning your back at the TV. "Someone wanting me dead sounds like it's as personal as it can get."

"Supergirl is looking into it, I promise we'll catch whoever did this."

"Alex, please." You pass her on your way to the training room. "You know damn well my favorite thing about you is that you don't lie."

"You've lost too many punching bags." You hear a voice behind your back, and you breathe deep before turning around.

"Just training a little." You look at the number of destroyed bags by your feet and decide that it's true, there's too many, even though that's what they're here for.

"Alex told me about the message." Kara approaches you slowly, trying to test the territory. She can see your distress, but doesn't know the extent of it. And she won't, because you're definitely going to fake it.

"Yeah, tall building. They got the writing off quickly, though. So no major problems."

"Honey," Kara's voice is even sweeter now, if that's possible. "I'll catch them. I'll be patrolling tonight. No one's coming for you."

"I'm not worried." You smile at your lie, or half of lie for what it's worth. Knowing that Kara will be patrolling the city helps. You know your sister would never let anything bad happen to you. And it's very unlikely that anyone on this planet could easily defeat two Kryptonians.

Kara also smiles, and brings you into her arms for a hug. And you breathe out, calmer. Kara's arms have kept you safe from many perils. Spaceship lost in space, new planet, new school, new job. Surely she can keep you safe again.

You don't feel safe, though, when you wake up to a familiar voice far away. You rub the sleep from your eyes, well awake, paying close attention to a conversation you weren't invited to be a part of.

"Alex, I went around the city, there's no new wri-"

"Kara? What was that?"

There it was, in big red letters the sentence that has been haunting you for days. Powergirl should die. And under it new words' been added, someone should kill her.

"I found new writing." Kara's voice comes a second later. "It's worse this time."

"Take a picture so we can compare the handwriting and get back here."

"I have to clean this up." But before Kara even has the chance to, you're flying next to her in front of the L Corp building. "Y/N! What are you doing here?"

You move closer to the building to investigate. The ink is still wet, it wasn't done too long ago. You look around trying to find cameras. It's Lena's building, you're sure there are cameras everywhere. You spot one with a direct view.

"Mini me-" Kara tries.

"Go to work Supergirl, I'll deal with this. Someone wanting me dead is my problem." It's always been your problem, you are aware. But Kara promised you, you had nothing to worry about. Promised she would patrol the city. Promised she would protect you. And yet, here it is, in big block red letters.

"But-"

"I got it, Kara. Can you just believe in me?"

"Y/N, you know I do. I just wanna help."

"I don't need help." You clench your jaw, tired of being treated like a little girl. Like a mini Kara instead of your own person. "I'm Kryptonian too."

Cheap shot? Maybe. Definitely. You throw it, anyway.

You clean the writing then fly home to suit up. You can't face Lena without it. Another secret that only makes you hate your secret identity as hard. Lying to your friends, sneaking out, it's all stressing and there's literally no reward high enough worth of all this.

"Lena."

"Oh shit." Lena's hand goes to her chest after her obvious scare. You can hear her heart almost beating out of her chest. "It's too early for bad news, Powergirl."

"Trust me, I agree with that." You breathe out, trying to give her a smile. It comes out flat. "I was wondering if I could look into one of your surveillance cameras. There was some writing on this building this morning, I would very much like to know who's responsible."

"Writing? I - I didn't see anything when I came in."

"Good. I cleaned it as fast as possible." You point at her computer and she breathes deep as if she is agreeing with you.

It doesn't take long for the images to be up, and you two to be carefully reversing the filming until Lena sees you and Kara flying in front of it, and read the words herself. She looks up to you and quirks up an eyebrow, in question.

"Currently unsure if someone is threatening me or if this is just general knowledge being passed on."

"People don't want you dead, you're a superhero!" Lena argues. "Maybe Lex, but he's currently serving his time."

"Clearly not everyone agrees with you." You point back at the words on her computer.

"It's awful." She admits, even though she doesn't fully trust you or Kara yet. "Wait, wait. There."

You can't see a thing. One minute is there, the other isn't. You slow down the images, trying to see any detail. Lena soon takes over and slows down as much as she can. That's when you see it, just a tiny flash of red. You hold your breath. Thankfully, Lena hasn't noticed it.

"How's this possible? There's no one."

"Seems that I'll have to patrol the city myself tonight." You're almost leaving Lena's office when you turn around one more time. "Thank you for your help, Ms. Luthor."

"I was barely of any help at all." Lena points at the computer as proof and you give her a smile.

"Au contraire, darling. You showed me everything I needed to see." You wink at her, then fly out.

You march inside the DEO, positive on your plan. No one is talking you out of it, that's for sure.

Winn tries to argue that it is illogical for you to just give yourself to your enemy. He gets ignored. Alex argues that as a DEO agent she can't let you do this, and as your older sister she would be insane to leave you alone in this situation. You don't budge. Kara pulls out the big guns, her promise to mother and father, her duty as your protector, how you're the only connection she still has with Krypton, her love for you and so on. Her cries fall on deaf ears.

So at night, you fly around National City watching and studying everyone in it, even though you know you should only be looking for one person. One person with superspeed, a red cape and a big motive.

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