Chapter 1 – A calm breeze.

She did not tell anyone she was coming. After all Cat Grant didn't need to announce her presence – she was presence. It is 7 am on a Tuesday, and as the door of her private elevator opens Cat Grant braces herself for the whispers. She can handle the questions, the push back, the subordinates cowering in fear, but the anticipated reaction of one person has her stomach in knots...

Stepping out of the elevator she meets silence. Cat looks around to see the office deserted - she looks at her watch - 7:02 am. She chuckles, and walks toward her former office. She is appalled to find free weights in a corner, and photography equipment scattered everywhere. She fishes her cell phone out of her purse. Dialing, a smile plays across her lips. "Clean up on isle 3 please" is all she says into the phone. "Right away Ms. Grant! And it's good to have you back" comes the response from a warm male voice.

Smiling, she ends the call, and walks out onto the balcony to take in the magnificent view of her city. She can feel a tightness overtaking her body, she begins to breathe deeply with her eyes closed. For a moment Cat can swear that Her perfume is lingering in the air. Then she hears Her voice asking "Ms. Grant- is everything okay?" And finally a reassuring hand on her shoulder- though the weight of the hand seems a bit light- delicate even. Cat opens her eyes to meet warm green eyes- not the clear blue ones she has been dreaming of.

"Eve." Cat says smiling warmly at the wavy haired blond. Eve shocked at seeing Cat Grant smile, let alone at her, stammers "MMMS Grant had I known you were coming I would have prepared your office myself!" Cat chuckles. "Noted. But you can call the contractors for me. Tell them I need a presidential modification done to my office - now." Eve stands up straighter, and nods "Right away Ms. Grant - right away!"

Kara Danvers's Apartment.

At exactly 7:15 am Kara Danvers wakes suddenly from a dreamless sleep. A sound that has been faint for months is now pounding loud and clear in her ear. Cat Grant is back and Kara isn't sure how to feel. She gets up and chooses an outfit in her usual preppy style. Kara speeds through her morning routine trying not to think about Cat. Kara picks up her phone several times expecting to see a text from Cat. When her phone does go off it's a text from Lena.

Lee: Lunch?

Kara: 😆 I still haven't had breakfast yet!

Lee: I can change that- let me know what you want and it'll be waiting for you in your office. 😊

Kara: Surprise me 😉

Lee: Prepare to be surprised! Bring a bib and a pair of stretch pants!

Kara: You're such a tease Lee! Though lunch should be fine, I have a feeling today is going to be interesting...

Lee: Okay perfect- your office? And I expect full details on this 'interesting event'.

Kara: Sure, and here's hoping everything goes well...

Kara throws her phone into her purse, and puts on her trench coat. She takes a shallow breath and leaves her apartment.

Same day. CatCo.

"I know CatCo hasn't been your priority for a while and that your photojournalist instinct needs flexing. I'll be starting a new international bureau in Paris or Berlin in the next 18 months. But in the mean time I was hoping that you would do me a favor and help Snapper out over at Reuters?" Cat says evenly to James Olsen. James is thrown off guard at being fired, but is intrigued at the opportunity to work at Reuters, and the possibility of running an international bureau.

James smiles and rubs the back of his neck. "So I'm fired but you want me to run your future European bureau?" he asks. Cat smiles, she has always loved James's directness. "Exactly. The experience you'll gain at Reuters will be invaluable - my new venture needs a well rounded, and cultured person at the helm." Cat stands and so does James. She extends her hand, James takes it and grasps it firmly. "Thank you for your trust and confidence in me Ms. Grant." Cat smiles warmly at him and says "Thank you James for making the best of a difficult situation. Please have Eve set up a bimonthly meeting for the next 18 months. If all goes well at Reuters we may be able to accelerate the time table!" Her last comment earns an almost giddy smile from James. "Absolutely Ms. Grant, absolutely!" James leaves, closing the new lead infused doors behind him. He gives Eve her instructions and asks her to forward his belongings to his personal storage unit.

James meets Kara on his way to the elevator. "Are you on your way out? I wanted to run some stories by you..." Kara says. James smiles. "You should run it by your new boss, she's waiting for you in her office" he says, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly. He steps into the elevator, and waves goodbye wearing his trademark warm smile - Kara waves back.

Turning her attention to James's former office, she sees that the windows are now darkly tinted, and infused with lead. Kara tenses as she approaches Eve's desk. "Who's the new boss?" she asks. Eve smiles. "See for your self" she says. Eve rises from her chair, looks at her watch and approaches the door. Resting her hand on the palm pad, it scans her hand and unlocks the door. "Kara Danvers to see you" Eve announces, opening the doors to reveal a calm and radiant Cat Grant.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from the Supergirl universe. All rights and respect go to DC comics.

Authors note:

Hello everyone,

This story has been stuck in my head for months so I've finally decided to post it. The chapters will be uploaded every two days or so, and an audio recording of the story will be available when I'm finished.

I'll post the link when all is said and done.

Thank you to everyone who is kind enough to read this,

D.