Lena rubbed at her temples idly as she looked over the papers her secretary had left for her. She had a major headache but she has so much work to do she couldn't stop now. Rebranding her families company had not been easy and even after it's name change her work hadn't slowed. Not to mention her brother's threats just kept piling up, not that she paid them any mind. It wouldn't be the first time her family had tried to kill her.

She groaned as a rather nasty sharp pain pierced the back of her head. She clutched at it and shut her eyes tightly.

"Lena," The voice echoed in her head, artificial but concerned. "It is time to swap over visuals, the pain will only grow worse. In approximately five minutes it will be debilitating." Lena grumbled something close to "bossy" but she complied with the well meaning AI in her head. She reached up behind her left ear and ran her finger across the seemingly unblemished skin there. Her world went dark instantly.

"Alright Aim it's all up to you now." In the beginning being blind had never bothered her. She had been blind for as long as she could remember, she remembered the darkness even before she could recall her mother, before her time with the Luthors. Unfortunately Lillian Luthor wasn't interested in a blind step-child.

She had billions at her disposal, brilliant scientists in her husband's company. With the funds to do whatever she wanted she conscripted scientists to experiment on Lena at the age of four, an age she considered malleable. They installed technology into her brain and hardwired it to her eyes. The end result was she could see, the side effects were horrible. The headaches the overwhelming colors and lights were nearly more than she could stand. And Lillian didn't let her cry or whine a single bit about it. Not at the age of four and certainly not as the pain got progressively worse as she aged.

In her twenties, just before Lex went off the deep end, the pain became so severe a college professor called an ambulance for her in the middle of class. Lillian had been furious, but even she couldn't deny the fact that the technology in Lena's head was killing her. She refused to have Lena lapse back into her childhood malady and was going to put her in a lab until they could correct the device.

For the first time ever Lena had refused, knowing full well Lillian could kill her without a care if she wanted to. She refused to allow them to put more technology inside her when it could potentially kill her. Instead she talked the woman into allowing her to work on the project herself, with the Luthor money to back her. Lillian had only agreed to let Lena use her own inheritance but the dark haired girl didn't mind.

It took four years of pain and trial and error before she could expand enough on the faulty tech to get a better prototype. It took another three years of random and viscous headaches for her to see the need to monitor her own brainwaves for signs of damage and to install some kind of safety switch for when her brain needed to recover.

Aim was born out of that. When faced with the choice of keeping herself on discrete monitors or possibly creating a symbiotic Ai…well Lena couldn't see a reason not to.

Aim had learned with her. It had been difficult the first time she had needed to shut off the optics and tumble back into darkness. It had been a difficult time to adjust to having a voice in her head describing the world around her. And even now she hated admitting he was better equipped to keep up the illusion that she could see more than he was able to help her actually complete paperwork. Seeing through her eyes was one thing, having to explain to her through a series of up, down, right, lefts just didn't work when she was trying to sign important documents.

"Shall we go through your emails, Lena?" Sometimes she caught herself nodding, in the beginning she had been forced to vocally answer him, now he understood the up and down motion of a nod. It kept people from thinking she was crazy and talking to herself.

Aim told her what was on the computer screen and she moved the cursor by memory to her email, clicking when Aim told her to and listening as he read them. He corrected her when her mouse was off as she responded and let her know when she made typos and needed to readjust her fingers on the keyboard. It was calming, her world was dark but she wasn't going through it alone anymore.

When she created Aim she never expected to take to him as she did. He was an AI in her head. Something she knew could be potentially dangerous. Something she had only been experimenting with. She had countless sleepless nights where she had panicked and shut him completely off, afraid he could somehow take over her mind and control her. Many times she had regretted her decision to go through with him.

Thinking back on all of that made her feel silly. She had created him, he learned by experiencing through her eyes, through her hardships and accomplishments. He complied any time she shut him off, even suggested it himself when her anxiety peaked. Over the years he had become much more than a way for her to see. He had become a trusted friend and ally. He had far surpassed his programming and she wasn't entirely sure what he would be capable of doing if he wasn't so devoted to helping her. She wondered if he could run her company, he did have access to every computer and camera in the building. He was the reason she was so on top of everything.

"Ms. Luthor." She paused her thoughts as her secretaries voice echoed over the speaker. It was late and she knew Jess was about to leave for the night. "There are two reporters here to see you ma'am, about the rebranding, one of them says you know him. A Clark Kent from the Globe."

Lena let out a sharp breath. Lex's ex best friend. She had always liked him but with things ending the way they had between the two men she doubted the sentiment was returned. And he wouldn't know she wasn't a typical Luthor so she couldn't blame him, she had always been Lex's kid sister to him, not simply Lena. Time wouldn't have changed that.

"Would you like to turn on the optics, Lena?" Aim's soft voice echoed in her mind. She shook her head and reached out for the intercom from muscle memory and hit the button to speak to Jess.

"Send them in, Jess. And you may go home for the night I know it's getting late."

"As you say, Ms. Luthor." She grimaced, she could tell by her voice that Jess wasn't happy to be going home when Lena had company, especially reporters. The woman was a little more protective of Lena than she needed to be, but she was the only other human who knew Lena's secret, knew she was blind, besides her incarcerated family anyways.

"A woman and a man, Lena." Aim warned her as the office doors opened. Lena could immediately smell Clark's aftershave. Despite her unnatural means of sight her other senses worked harder as if she were still blind. She never gave it much thought. She enjoyed the soft scent of the woman, even if it was overpowered by Kent.

"Hello Clark," Aim kept her eyes on track so it appeared she could follow the reporter's movements. An odd feeling no matter how often it happened, a necessity since she took over Luthor Corp.

"Lena." She heard his deep voice and smiled despite the suspicion she heard there. She hadn't seen him since before she designed Aim. Aim didn't bother describing him for her, staying silent so she could follow the conversation. "I came by to get an interview, if you were up for it." He gentled his tone to her surprise.

"Ah….I suppose since your already here I will make the time. But come, introduce me to this lovely lady first." Aim moved her green eyes to focus on the woman with him.

"She's blonde, Lena. They favor a bit although she is standing shyly behind him." Lena acknowledged her partner without making it obvious. She pulled her own eyes away toward where she knew her drink was. Glad she was able to grasp the cold glass without making a mess and embarrassing herself.

"This is my cousin, Kara Danvers. She works at Catco." She could hear the smile and pride behind Clark's voice, she felt only envious. No one had ever spoken of her that way. Not since before Lex went insane.

"Another reporter?" She quirked an eyebrow in amusement and smirked toward them. "Am I giving a two for one, Mr. Kent?"

"Uh, no, no. I'm not a reporter I just….well I'm currently I between at the moment. Uh I haven't decided what I want….annnd you don't really need to know all this." Clark chuckled at the rambling but Lena barely maintained her smile. "Ugh Clark shut up." Lena heard the whisper and the thud. Aim didn't say but she surmised the girl had whacked him on the shoulder.

She felt and overwhelming desire to turn the optics back on so she could see the woman. Fear of a mind-blowing headache stilled her hands. Experience told her if she didn't let her brain rest it would be excruciating for days and she would spend the entire time in the dark. But the woman was intriguing. And she sounded beautiful, happy and beautiful.

Lena stood up and made her way carefully toward the crystal water pitcher. She poured herself another glass deftly and used the few seconds it took to recollect herself. Trying to remind herself this wasn't a social call. That Clark likely had orders to interview her after everything that happened with Lillian and Lex and her relocation.

"When you turned away Lena they lower their glasses and glanced around your room. It is a most peculiar action with no obvious reasons." Lena sighed. She knew Clark Kent was Superman, if that was his blood cousin no doubt she was Supergirl. Someone else to distrust her. She hoped they didn't end up like Kent and Lex.

"It's nice to meet you Ms. Danvers." She smiled politely and turned back toward them, leaning her body slightly against the wooden cabinet behind her desk.

"Kara, please." Lena nodded.

"Well down to business Ms. Luthor." Her attention was turned back to Kent. "Just a few questions if you don't mind. I promise to be partial." She raised an eyebrow at him but waved her water glass in a signal for him to proceed.

It didn't take long, Kent apparently only had questions about her move and renaming the company. He had a few questions about where she wanted the company to go now that she had decided to change it's logo and direction, and of course her own views about aliens. She gave him the same vague answers she gave every other reporter that asked the same boring questions. For old time sakes she pulled a drive out of her desk and passed it to him, hoping the small bit of exclusive materiel it contained would go a small ways toward mending the super Luthor relationship, even if he didn't know she knew.

"This contains a new project we are working on, the direction we want to go is to help people, make their lives easier and more comfortable. Hopefully the propulsion systems we are designing will do that. Less fuel for aircraft, less pollution in the air. Initial install and development will cost a lot of money but the reduced fuel cost will hopefully make flights cheaper." She stopped talking. The information was on the file, what he did with it was up to him.

"Thank you, Ms. Luthor." He took the drive from her hand.

"He looks surprised." Lena almost snorted at Aim's irritated sounding voice. For an AI he was very protective of her. She moved around her desk with forced ease until she stood in front of him. She offered her hand for him to shake.

"It was nice seeing you again, Mr. Kent. Especially on better circumstances." He took her hand in his larger and shook it once, firm but gentle. She didn't really need to allude to the fact they had both been at her brother's trial. It had just been an honest expression she hoped he took it that way and not as some kind of subtle dig at him. "And you, Ms. Danvers." Aim pulled her eyes to her left, where the girl stood. She offered her right hand again when Aim told her Kara was holding out her left one.

"She blushed prettily." Lena ignored Aim's voice and smiled in the blonde's direction, following her eyes and hoping Aim wasn't trying to play any tricks on her. She definitely didn't want those two to realize her disability. Even if she didn't see them as an enemy.

"It was good seeing you Lena." Clark told her. He reached for Kara, placing his hand on her back as they filed out of the office. When the large doors shut behind them Lena let out a harsh sigh and rested her head on the desk. She closed her eyes tightly.

"Should we continue working or is it time for us to head home?"

Lena lifted her head and took another sip from her water. "I suppose it's time to head home. I can do the remaining emails there anyways." Home wasn't really all that comfortable, a penthouse filled with every and any luxury she wanted, but it was empty as her life. All that was there was more work. She wouldn't even admit that to Aim though, no matter how connected they were.

~L~

"Lena don't do this. Reschedule or something, anything!"

Lena glared at her secretary and tossed her pen on her desk amongst the scattered blue prints of her current pet project.

"I'm not about to let them dictate my life. I'm not giving in to their threats. The renaming ceremony was scheduled for today, the press will be there, security will be there and that is just how it's going to be. It's just empty threats, what can Lex do from an isolation cell in maximum security prison."

Quiet a lot actually. But she wasn't going to tell her faithful secretary that. She liked the fact the woman was worrying over her but she refused to be intimidated. They had done that to her for most of her life she wasn't going to allow them to do it now that they were finally serving their time.

"Lena…" Jess put her hands on her hips in preparation to argue some more but a light knock on the open office door drew their attention.

"Is this a bad time?" Lena recognized the voice and stared as she got her first look at the beautiful blonde that had come to her office the day before.

"Ms. Danvers." The blonde smiled wider at being remembered. "No this is a good time, your saving me from the stubbornness of secretaries."

Kara chuckled and shot the annoyed blonde an apologetic and understanding look. "Ah, perhaps I should leave then. I'm Cat Grant's secretary, or rather I was for the past four years, I'm currently in between jobs at the office right now. In any case I know just how stubborn bosses can be." She shot Lena a well meaning smirk.

Jess smiled her way, happy to find a sympathetic ally in the newcomer but not exactly willing to disclose Lena's private affairs to a stranger. Not even one that could potentially be on her side.

"Ugh," Lena groaned playfully, feeling the tension from her argument with Jess drifting away in the sunny woman's presence. "Save me from secretaries uniting. No ganging up on the poor CEO." She batted her eyes playfully at Kara and the blonde swallowed noticeably.

"Of course not, I'm between remember."

Jess sighed at the blonde's caving. Really some people just couldn't hold out against a pretty face. "We will talk more later, boss." She told Lena pointedly. She muttered turn coat under her breath as she passed Kara, making the blonde blush and stutter as Jess pulled the doors closed behind herself.

"So what can I do for you, Ms. Danvers?" Lena made her way back toward her desk and poured herself and the blonde a glass of water. Kara sipped it politely and took a seat on a nearby chair at Lena's insistence. The CEO took her office chair and swiveled it to face the alien.

"So…I mentioned I was between jobs and well….Ms. Grant heard that I had visited with Clark to interview you and she seems to think I should take a chance on reporting." Kara flushed. "If I'm bothering you I can go but…well I didn't want to report on the same mundane things Ka- Clark did."

Lena arched an eyebrow, something the blonde realized she did when she found something interesting. "And what kind of questions did you have in mind?"

"Well I mean, I don't really know. But everything he asked…well I've already read it. I thought maybe an expose on you might be more interesting than just the company."

Lena closed up almost instantly. No matter how cute the blonde or who she was she wasn't going to talk about her childhood or her private life. Kara was too nervous to notice the look on her face and continued babbling.

"Like what kind of degrees you have and if you worked on any of the projects or if you have just how in depth you are with the R and D."

"Wait…." Lena blinked in shock. "So you don't want to know about my family?"

It was Kara's turn to blink. "Uh…no….I mean they aren't the nicest people. No offense." Lena nodded for her to continue. "But they aren't you…or your not them so I mean….maybe you don't want to kill all aliens and if you don't I'd like to write something about what you do want to do. And maybe not just with the company but…what you like to do." Kara couldn't stop blabbing. And she felt a little guilty because she didn't want to just report on Lena she wanted to get to know the beautiful woman. "I know you're wicked smart so I know you probably had a hand in a lot of L-corps new inventions. And I also kind of thought maybe you are a nice person and it would be nice if people were able to see that too."

Lena dropped her guarded expression and smiled mischievously. "Thank you, for thinking I'm a nice person and for calling it L-corp. I know it's the name now but I'm sure a lot of people will continue to see just Luthor Corp."

Kara's nose made an adorable wrinkle. "Everyone deserves a second chance. I mean…you haven't done anything wrong so….the company deserves a second chance."

"Thank you, Ms. Danvers."

"Kara. Please."

"Okay, then you have to call me Lena." She crossed her legs and rubbed a bit at her temple. She could feel the telling sign of a headache approaching but it had more to do with tension than her implants. Turning Aim off would do no good this time, she figured she might as well keep her sight if it was going to hurt anyways. "Ask your questions. I don't mind bragging a bit about my projects and staff and maybe a bit about my own academic achievements if that's really all you want to report on."

"Yeah. I'd like to have a bit about you changing the name and your stance on aliens of course but I think I want it to focus on you, as a person and not just as a CEO." Kara fiddled with her glasses a bit. A nervous habit Lena noted was absolutely adorable. "The woman behind the movement, I guess." Lena flushed, feeling more flattered than she had any right to at the innocent statement.

"Alright, have at me."

It wasn't that bad. Kara was honest when she had told Lena she was more I interested in her as a person now, in her role in the company and with it's many projects than wanting to talk about her family.

She supposed the only time their conversation became tense was when Lena pulled out a project she had in development for identifying humans and aliens. Honestly she had hoped it would be for law enforcement and possibly medical personnel but she said nothing about that as she offered the device to the reluctant blonde. She wasn't sure yet what to actually do with it, she knew she couldn't guarantee it stayed out of the military and that was not her goal. She wasn't going to be like Lex and provide the government tools in their unjustified war against aliens.

"She just heat blasted your project, Lena." She had to keep a chuckle in at the annoyance in Aim's voice. He was positively insulted for her. Honestly Lena didn't care, she didn't expect the blonde to stick her finger on it only for it to give away her identity.

"Um, I think it's broken." Kara offered the device back to her and Lena made a show of looking confused.

"Hmm? Oh well, it's only a prototype. And I'm not sure yet if I will release it to the public or if it will be scrapped. I want to support human and alien relations but even I see the potential for the misuse of devices like this."

She head Kara breath a relieved sigh as she put the device away. "Have you gotten everything you need, Kara?" The blonde inhaled quickly at the sound of her name. Lena supposed the woman hadn't expected her to use it, despite her polite insistence earlier.

"I…uh yes. I…I think I did. I promise I'll do the best I can, I'm uh…not sure if Ms. Grant will even be interested in publishing it but I'll make sure you get a copy.

"Thank you." Lena stood up and Kara mirrored her. She reached out and Kara wrapped her hand in warmth before releasing her. "A pleasure, Kara. Please come by anytime. I wish all reporters were as patient and understanding as you."

"Uh…I'm still in between but uh….maybe lunch? I can show you the article over lunch."

Lena smiled wide. She knew Kara wasn't asking her on a date, likely the woman just felt the same since of kinship Lena did when she was with her. Still date or no the C.E.O was not going to say no to lunch or dinner with the lovely blonde.

"Well my lunches are usually spent here working," She heard Aim chuckle a bit as the blonde visibly deflated. "I have a renaming ceremony in a few hours but after that there is just a bit to wrap up, perhaps you would welcome a late dinner?"

Kara grinned widely and nodded. "I would. I love dinner, uh…I mean I love to eat…." She trailed off groaning. "I really just like you, I have a feeling we could be really good friends. And…..that seems kind of….we just met…" She sighed and rubbed her temple, fixing Lena's eyes on a scar there.

"Adorable." Aim drawled irritably. He seemed really put off that Kara had effectively broken something Lena had spent months working on. Lena ignore him.

"I hope so, Kara. I like you to, your refreshingly honest." A least as much as a super could be. She enjoyed Kara's blush a short while longer before she walked the woman to the large doors. She smiled at her again and opened them for her, her gaze searching for Jess. "Jess, allow Ms. Danvers access to my office. She won't need appointments."

Jess smiled, maybe not as brightly as before because she knew Kara was media, she was always going to worry about Lena. "Will do, boss."

"I…thank you. I'll see you around…?"

"Ill come to you, Catco right?" Kara nodded completely aware that Lena's secretary wasn't even pretending not to eaves drop. "Six thirty? Will you still-"

"Ill still be there. Oh, my number…." Kara pointed to a post it and at Jess's nod scribbled her number down on it and handed it to a beaming Lena.

"Ill text you when I'm on my way then." Kara beamed. "See you later, Ms. Danvers."

"Ugh, why are you flirting with her….why are we going on a date with a super." Lena still ignored her faithful companion's voice. She was pretty sure he was experimenting with whining, it was really annoying, and she knew he honestly didn't care about the company she kept as long as they were both safe.

If she died he died, which was why he was becoming increasingly vigilant with his security checks in light of her brother's threats. She supposed it was a good thing he was also connected to her work and home's cameras.

At least she had him to watch her back because she had no idea what her brother had planned for the ceremony but she had a feeling it wasn't going to be a bouquet of roses.