A loud knock reverberated off Kara's apartment door.

"Coming!" Kara shouted. Her apartment was decked with red ribbons and candles. There was a big Christmas tree near the door decorated from top to bottom with cleverly placed ornaments, lights, and tinsel. She had been putting the finishing touches on the food when she heard the knock. The party didn't start till 10 so who could that be? Kara curiously strode over to the door and quickly took off her glasses to see who it was. Her heart took a leap as she broke out a big smile. Opening the door, once again she saw Mon-el.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Kara said, opening the door wider to let Mon-el in. She was wearing dark jeans and a tight light blue off the shoulder top that was the color of the glistening comets she called eyes. He couldn't help but smile.

"I'm here for the Ch-Christ, Christmas party?" Mon-el said, trying to remember the name. Kara burst into giggles that sounded like chimes. "Uh yeah," Mon-el said as he found himself laughing with Kara.

"Well you're about an hour early, but you can help me set up," Mon-el looked around the glittering and festive room.

"I'm pretty sure you already got that covered," Mon-el said, inspecting the room. "You know Winn gave me a pamphlet on The Christmas but it was a bit excessive with the fat man.

"Haha right I'll explain it to you," Kara said giggling. She showed Mon-el around.

"Kara why do you have a leaf hanging on the ceiling?"

"Oh, uh that is called mistletoe," Kara was furiously blushing. She had noticed that her and Mon-el were very close but she didn't want to back away. They would always subconsciously get closer when they were together. "It's uh, for if two people are standing under it, they have to kiss," They were so close that their chests were almost touching.

"Huh, is that so." Their speech turned into whispers and their lips were so close that Mon-el could feel Kara's slight breath. Their lips locked onto each other's and the moment was perfect as all the lights and aromas seemed to spin around and they were the only two still. The kiss was passionate and careful, Kara realized that Mon-el was letting her take lead, and he was following. His fingers laced through her golden curls, and Kara traced her finger down his back. The embrace was natural and comfortable. Kara loved it because she didn't have to hold back her strength with him. With Alex or Eliza she had to hold back but Mon-el could take her strength, he could take her. His lips lightly grazed against Kara's cheek, with light kisses. She let herself be taken away into another universe, where it was just them two. Mon-el let himself feel, he let himself embrace his feelings that were held dormant for far two long. He was careful to let Kara decide what to do, so it was more sincere, more real to him. Kara found herself smiling. She couldn't breathe, but she loved it.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang scaring both of them. Mon-el chuckled as Kara regrettably pulled away to answer the door. James and Winn came in bearing a cake and a wine bottle.

"H-hey guys! Welcome, welcome," Kara said smiling her bright smile while momentarily out of breath. She nervously fiddled with her glasses. Soon after Hank, Eliza, Alex, and Maggie arrived as well. Kara and Mon-el exchanged many glances and smiles during the party and Eliza couldn't help but notice. Later, Eliza pulled Kara aside.

"So, you and Mon-el?" Eliza said.

"Oh what, no! Well maybe," Kara said and Eliza couldn't help but laugh.

"You two are cute and he seems good to you," Kara smiled at her foster mother. Suddenly, Kara seemed a bit dizzy and her eyesight was getting blurry. She tried to focus on a single object, but it wasn't working. Mon-el was watching her carefully on the other side of the room.

"Honey, are you ok?"

"Uh yeah I just need to s-sit down for a sec-" Kara trailed off, grabbing the counter for support, her eyes full with confusion and dizziness. Mon-el was next to her in a flash, holding her shoulder for help.

A green gas filled the room. Kryptonite. Kara's eyes burned as she crippled to the floor. Her skin was boiling and she felt like there was cotton in her head and lava flowing through her veins. The Kryptonite overpowered her senses; she couldn't focus on anything with the pain. She tried to yell, or even gasp but nothing came out She heard her name multiple times from different people but she was too disoriented to figure out whom. She moaned giving her last attempt to keep her eyes open. She lost consciousness as she felt cold metal wrap around her arms. Everything went pitch black.

"KARA? KARA!" Mon-el yelled, not being able to feel her anymore. He could only imagine her pain right now; he had seen her before with the effects of kryptonite. He couldn't feel her anywhere. His heart rate was quickening. He dropped to the floor, looking for any sign of her. He suddenly grabbed something, only to find her glasses broken on the floor. His heart dropped 10 stories. The gas caused him to see nothing but he had heard the others shouting for Kara too. A few seconds later, the gas cleared up and he saw everyone's panicked faces. They all were standing on her charred floor, with a burnt-in symbol of a lightning bolt on it. Everyone looked to it with confusion, anger, or even shock.

"Does anyone see her?" Hank said immediately snapping to action. He ran two fingers along the symbol. Everyone was franticly looking for her but nothing turned up. "We need to go back to the DEO," He said getting into director mode.

"But, but she couldn't of just disappeared, not in the state she is in," Winn said. Mon-el ran his fingers through his hair panicked. His hands were shaking and his heart seemed like it was going a mile a minute.

Mon-el looked at the time- 4:52 A.M. 6 hours since Kara had disappeared. He put his head in his hands. Oddly he was not tired, too worked up about the earlier events of the night and he still had some left over adrenalin. He thought about the kiss he and Kara had shared. It felt like time had stopped and they were the only two people in the universe; Mon-el didn't want that to be the last time. He kept reassuring himself on Kara's survival, she was tough, the toughest person he had ever met, and she would find her way back home. She always does.