Hi Superfans!
As promised, I bring you season 2 of the grand adventures of Kara and Alex Grey-Danvers. We're picking up right after Myriad, as the popular vote for this was pretty strong. If I really truly had a strong opinion about where I wanted to pick up, I wouldn't have asked for a vote; but I was pretty happy to go either way, so enjoy the people's choice, lol. There will obviously be some degree of overlap with canon…and as you'd expect from me, plenty of Kalex fluff as well. There will also be tasty side dishes of Lena Luthor and Maggie Sawyer because DUH. Where it will go, you'll just have to wait and see!
Cheers,
JW
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I'd Carry a Plane for You (Season 2)
Chapter 1: L-Corp
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"Kara, hurry up! You're gonna miss the countdown!" Carter was on his knees three feet in front of the TV, far too riveted to sit normally on the couch. If it was even possible, he seemed more excited to see the launch of the first commercial spacecraft on TV than he had been about riding the first hovertrain.
In a blur of motion, Kara appeared beside Alex on the couch, holding a bowl of caramel popcorn and a soda without spilling a single drop, and smirking the way she did when she was in the company of people who knew her completely—knew her as Kara, and as Supergirl—and she could use her powers whenever she wanted, not just to save innocents from catastrophe. "Really dude? You think I'm gonna miss the countdown?" She grinned and raised an eyebrow. Carter grinned back.
"No," he shook his head. "I just wanted to get your attention."
"Ha ha. Ya little brat," Kara rolled her eyes and threw a couch cushion at him very lightly. Alex giggled. Then the newscaster announced the beginning of the Venture's launch countdown.
"Shh! Shut up!" Carter squealed, all his attention immediately back on the TV screen as the huge, sleek rocket began to power up, and blasted off into the ionosphere. "This is the coolest thing ever," he breathed in awe as the shot switched to a camera inside the Venture, showing its view of earth as the ship cleared the lower atmosphere, and the round shape of the planet came into view.
"Cooler than having Supergirl as your babysitter?" Kara teased, looking mildly insulted.
"Shh. Stop talking," he waved his hand at her without looking away from the screen.
"Guess that answers your question, huh?" Alex snickered, cuddling up to Kara's side and stealing a piece of her popcorn.
"I'm still cuter than a rocketship," Kara smirked, leaning into Alex and kissing her.
"Mmhmm," Alex agreed, twirling her fingers into Kara's blonde hair to pull her closer.
"No!" Carter shrieked, making Kara and Alex both jump in their seats. But before they could reprimand him for shouting, they saw the source of his distress: the Venture was spinning out of control, a huge fireball from one side lighting up the near-vacuum of the earth's outer atmosphere, just above the ozone layer. "They're going to crash! Kara, you can save them, right?" When the boy turned his head to look behind him, the blonde girl was already gone. Alex smiled at him reassuringly.
"I won't tell her you posed that as a question," she teased. Carter smiled weakly. He abandoned his front-and-center spot in front of the TV to sit beside Alex on the couch, unwilling to admit out loud how worried he was as they both watched the flicker of red and blue that was Supergirl fly into the shot on screen, pushing back against the nose of the huge rocket as it plummeted. She managed to level it out before it hit the ground, the same as she had done with Alex's plane, the night she came out to the world as Supergirl. Unlike that night, the Venture did not have an enormous body of water to land in, and Kara was smashed violently into the ground under the belly of the ship as she continued to push against the hull, all the way through the landing. Carter screamed and hid his face against Alex's arm.
"Carter, it's okay. She's fine, look. Everyone's fine." Alex nudged the little boy gently, hating to see him so distressed. He hadn't seen Kara do anything like this up close before. Cautiously, he lifted his head, and broke into a huge, beaming grin when he saw Kara pulling herself out of the rubble, standing up and dusting off with a big cheery smile and a wave to the passengers who were now applauding her.
"She did it," he breathed in awe. "She stopped a rocket ship."
"That's our girl," Alex nodded proudly.
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When Ms. Grant got home and relieved them of babysitting duty, Kara and Alex didn't go back to their apartment, but straight to the DEO. They found Winn already there with J'onn and Astra, leading the DEO's tech team on a trial basis, as their Martian boss had been so impressed by the caliber of assistance he'd been giving them thus far.
"Hey, good, you're here," their friend nodded to them, looking up from his screen just long enough to acknowledge their presence. "Listen guys, this was definitely not an accident. If the hull was really weak enough to allow a breach of that magnitude, it would have happened way before they hit atmo. They never would've made it off the ground."
"So we're saying this was sabotage?" Alex asked, going straight to Winn's desk and looking over his shoulder at the equations on the screen.
"And it gets better. Guess who was the only person to have a spot on the Venture, and not show up?"
"Who?" Kara raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Lena Luthor."
"Luthor?" Kara exclaimed in shock. "As in Lex Luthor?"
"His kid sister," Winn nodded. "Recently relocated from Metropolis to National City. Lex Luthor may be locked away for his next thirty-two lifetimes, but little sis is the new CEO of the Luthor Corporation and executor of all the family's financial holdings. Which is, like, a lot."
"Has she been in touch with Lex? Could he be feeding her orders?" Alex asked, putting a calming hand on Kara's shoulder as she saw her sweet girl going rigid with fury. Lex Luthor had almost killed her cousin, and that wasn't something she was going to forget.
"Not sure," Winn admitted. "I think this is a job"—
"For Supergirl?" Kara interrupted, clearly eager to take action.
"Er, no. Not exactly. More like a job for ace reporter Kara Danvers."
"What?" Kara whined, unenthusiastic at the prospect of a non-punching solution to any Luthor-related problems.
"That's actually a really good idea," Alex nodded. "You'll get a lot more information as a reporter covering the story of the Venture's explosion than you would if you show up all intimidating in your cape and boots. Unless you were planning violence to get her to talk?" Kara groaned and rolled her eyes.
"No…no violence," the blonde girl sighed reticently. "All right, all right. I mean, it probably is a good idea for me to cover this story for CatCo, for real. And if I can get any information about the Luthors without them knowing Supergirl is onto them, all the better."
"Promise you won't punch her?" Alex teased lightly, tugging on a lock of Kara's hair. "She's not the one who hurt Clark. For all we know, she could be an innocent in all this." Kara snorted.
"Not likely. But I guess she deserves the benefit of the doubt, just like anyone…no punching, okay? I promise."
"Thank you honey," Alex smirked, and kissed her.
"Hmmm," Kara sighed happily, leaning into Alex magnetically. "Should I promise again?"
"Please don't. I'm standing right here," Winn begged, turning red. Alex laughed.
"Okay, okay. Get out of here, ace. Go get the story." Kara winked at her, and with a tiny whoosh in the air, she was gone.
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The Luthor Corporation was housed in an elegant high-rise skyscraper, just like CatCo, but surprisingly understated. The wealth of the company—or, in this case, the Luthor family itself—was clear from the sleek décor, from the moment Kara stepped into the lobby; but it wasn't ostentatious as she'd expected. It was really rather minimalist, modern, with cool metallic finishes and smooth white tile. As she was ushered into the young CEO's office, Kara found herself straightening her glasses unnecessarily.
"Ms. Danvers I presume?" The young woman behind the desk was striking, with long black hair and clear ocean-grey eyes, the line of her red lipstick flawless against her pale skin. Kara couldn't help feeling slightly intimidated.
"You can call me Kara." The blonde girl stuck out her hand bravely, putting on a cheery smile. "Thank you so much for fitting me into your schedule, Ms. Luthor. I know how busy you are."
"It's my pleasure, Kara. And please call me Lena." Her handshake was warm, despite the cool look she gave off; and her smile was even warmer. Against her better judgment, Kara was immediately put at ease.
"All right, Lena," Kara nodded. "I'd like to ask you some questions about the spacecraft Venture."
"There's a perfectly reasonable explanation for why I wasn't on board," Lena said smoothly, obviously anticipating Kara's first question. "There was a last-minute emergency regarding the planning for a ceremony I'm holding tomorrow."
"What kind of ceremony?" Kara asked curiously.
"A re-naming ceremony. I'm re-branding my family's company, putting our resources toward the betterment of humanity. I've had my hands full, as you can imagine. I had to cancel my spot on the Venture."
"Lucky," Kara nodded, raising an eyebrow curiously. Lena gave a half-hearted laugh.
"Lucky is Supergirl saving the day," she shook her head. Kara felt herself blush unwillingly. People fawned all over her every day when she was in her Supergirl suit; why did a word of praise from this total stranger mean anything to her? Was it really just because she was pretty and powerful? Kara didn't want to think that. Maybe it was just the surprise of it? She'd expected a frosty, even hostile reception from the youngest Luthor; not this earnestness and praise.
"That's not something I'd expect a Luthor to say," Kara noted carefully. Lena gave a little snort, and looked back at her papers.
"Look, I have a very busy schedule here as you can see. Can we speed this interview along? Just ask me what you want to ask me, Kara." The young CEO looked back up from her desk, giving the blonde reporter a carefully measured gaze. "Did I have anything to do with the Venture explosion?"
"Did you?" Kara replied calmly, not missing a beat. Blue and grey eyes assessed each other silently for a moment.
"You wouldn't be asking me that question if my last name was Smith."
"But it's not," Kara pointed out, quiet but resolute. She was not going to be charmed out of getting her questions answered. Lena raised an eyebrow, her look almost approving.
"Do I detect some steel under that girl-next-door, 'I'm so sweet cotton candy won't melt in my mouth' façade?" Kara felt herself blushing again, but managed to keep her expression indifferent. Was this flirting? Was she just imagining it? Why would this gorgeous, world-beating executive be flirting with her? But if she wasn't flirting, then why did Kara feel so uncomfortable?
"Just doing my job," the blonde girl shrugged impassively. "The public deserves the truth."
"Indeed." Lena smiled a little sadly. "Well let me put your fears to rest—I'm not a 'real' Luthor at all, as my mother will be the first to tell you. I was adopted by the Luthors when I was four."
"Oh…" Kara trailed off awkwardly, suddenly ashamed of all the assumptions she'd made.
"Yes, well. My mother never missed a chance to remind me that I'm not 'really' her child," Lena shrugged, busying herself with her paperwork again. "The only one who ever made me feel I belonged was Lex…he was the big brother I had only dreamed of. He always encouraged me, always made me feel special. But then he went on his reign of terror…" Melancholy tinged the youngest Luthor's expression, and she gazed out the window absently as she spoke of her family. Kara pushed her glasses down her nose and hastily scanned the room with her x-ray vision while Lena wasn't looking, hoping to find some clue, anything suspicious. But there was nothing.
"When Superman put Lex in jail, I vowed to take back my family's company. Use it to help the world rather than exploit it. That's all I want to do, Kara. That's why I'm re-naming it L-Corp. Make it a force for good. I'm just a woman trying to make a name for herself outside her family." Lena's sharp grey eyes were on Kara again, and the blonde girl couldn't deny the sincerity she saw there.
"I understand," Kara nodded, with a sympathetic smile. "I was adopted, too, when I was thirteen…after my parents died in an explosion."
"Oh…I'm so terribly sorry," Lena said earnestly.
"No, no, it's all right. It was a long time ago. And my foster parents gave me a great life."
"Even so," Lena shook her head. "I can't even remember my biological family; I was only four when I became a Luthor. You, though…you must remember everything. That's got to be hard." Lena looked at Kara with such genuine compassion, the blonde girl felt briefly like she was the one being x-rayed.
"Yeah…I guess," Kara gulped awkwardly. "But, um—that's not what I came here to talk about."
"Oh, I know," Lena nodded coolly, switching gears without missing a beat. "You're here because a subsidiary of my company made the faulty part that exploded on the Venture." Kara was temporarily too stunned to speak—she had not known that at all. But she managed to keep her face impassive as Lena opened a drawer in her desk, and rummaged around until she came up with a thumb drive, which she held out to Kara across the desk. "This drive contains all the information we have on the oscillator. I hope it helps your investigation."
"Oh! …Thank you," Kara took the thumb drive in surprise. She had definitely not been expecting this level of cooperation from her suspect.
"Give me a chance, Ms. Danvers. We both know what it's like to need a fresh start in life. That's all I'm looking for." Kara felt slightly uncomfortable again under Lena's sharp gaze, still unsure whether or not this was flirting. She decided to play it safe and make sure she was extra-clear on her part.
"I understand," she nodded, giving Lena her best cheery smile. "And it's Grey-Danvers, actually." She held up her hand to show off her sparkling silver ring, covered in tiny Kryptonese writing. "I just use my maiden name for publishing, because I was already an established journalist before I got married. Ms. Grant says changing your pen name mid-career is the kiss of death." She smiled a little sheepishly.
"Of course, I'm so sorry," Lena said smoothly, with a flattering smile. "Your husband is a lucky man." Houston, we have a positive confirmation for flirting.
"Wife, actually. And I'm the lucky one. I'd be half a person without her." Kara's grin widened as she thought of Alex, just the glint in her dark eyes when they smiled at each other, that made Kara feel like they were the only two people alive. That was all it took to reel her in, every time.
"Well I just hope I'll be that lucky some day," Lena smiled a little wistfully. "Here, let me show you out." Kara followed the gracious young executive through the labyrinthine halls of the Luthor Corporation—L-Corp, now. Lena seemed so earnest and genuine and good…Kara wanted to believe her, believe in her truthfulness. But…she was a Luthor, regardless. And Kara couldn't forget what had happened the last time a Zor-El trusted a Luthor. She was lost in thought all the way back to the DEO.
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When she returned to DEO headquarters, Kara went straight to Winn's desk, handing over the thumb drive for analysis. Alex, ever the science geek, came straight over to see the Venture's full design specs, her curiosity piqued by the unexpected access they now had to the state-of-the-art marvel of engineering. When Winn opened the thumb drive, the first thing that popped up was a photo of Lena.
"That's Lena Luthor?" Alex squeaked, her voice unnaturally shrill. "Holy fuck!"
"What?" Kara asked obliviously.
"I guess you just forgot to tell me she's stupid-hot!" the dark-haired girl exclaimed indignantly.
"What does that matter?" Kara frowned in confusion.
"Dude, no. Mayday, mayday," Winn hissed in her ear. "You're not supposed to agree she's hot, you're supposed to say you didn't notice!" Alex glared at him. "Right…" Winn cleared his throat sheepishly, closing the drive and pulling it out of the port. "Well, I'll just go study this—somewhere else."
"Lexie…are you jealous?" Kara laughed as Winn scurried out of the room, realizing almost before the words were out of her mouth that this was perhaps not the best approach.
"Jealous? Of the brilliant billionaire CEO who looks like a Calvin Klein underwear model? Why would I be jealous of that?" Alex asked sarcastically, running a hand impatiently through her hair as her face went red.
"Don't be stupid," Kara shook her head, grinning widely as she wrapped her arms around her favorite person in the whole entire universe, pulling her close and pressing their foreheads together. "You are the cherry on my ice cream sundae, Alex. No one else. Even when you're being an idiot."
"You're not getting sick of me?" Alex asked, in a small, uncertain voice that no one but Kara would ever hear. "You're not bored with being married?"
"No, baby. Having all my dreams come true has definitely not been boring," Kara smiled, sweeping a hand through Alex's dark red hair and stroking her cheek. "And you have no reason to be jealous of anyone, ever, you big dummy. You're not the only beautiful girl in the world, Alexandra Grey-Danvers…but you are the only one who gets to walk around all day holding onto a piece of me, wherever you go. You have my heart in your pocket…you know that."
"Are you mad that you had to remind me?" Alex asked sheepishly.
"Nu-uh," Kara shook her head, a goofy grin spreading across her face. "Are you mad that I kind of like how jealous you got?"
"Nope," Alex grinned back, wrapping her arms around Kara's neck and kissing her.
Feeling guilty about the way she'd frightened Winn out of his own office with her outburst, Alex went to find their friend and bring him back to his desk; but she didn't have to go far, as he almost ran her down in the doorway. "Jeez! Too much Red Bull, dude?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow at his flustered appearance.
"Shut up, I found something," Winn shook his head, brandishing the thumb drive in his hand. "The faulty oscillator that exploded—it was housed directly under the passenger cabin. Specifically, seat 23B. Guess who was supposed to be in seat 23B?"
"Lena Luthor." Kara crossed her arms, the playful grin of moments ago sliding instantly off her face.
"She wasn't behind the sabotage…she was the target," Alex said slowly, in dawning realization.
"Guess I'm going back to L-Corp," Kara sighed. She didn't know exactly what she was looking for, but she did know that whoever was behind the attempted assassination wasn't about to just walk away.
Shedding her work clothes in an instant, Kara was a blur of red and blue as she streaked across the National City skyline, reaching the L-Corp building just in time to see a helicopter being attacked by drones as it was taking off from the roof. A flash of x-ray vision confirmed that Lena was inside the helicopter; she looked terrified. With no hesitation, Kara bolted across the sky, putting herself between the helicopter and the drone as it let loose a barrage of gunfire. The bullets bounced harmlessly off her chest. But then another drone appeared out of nowhere, blasting her out of the sky with a deadly-looking heat-seeking missile. The blast was powerful, knocking Kara out for a moment as she crashed backwards into the landing pad on the L-Corp roof. But it was only a moment before she was in the sky again, just in time to see the drones take out the helicopter's engines. As it spiraled out of control, Kara narrowed her eyes in determination, blasting the drones out of the sky one by one with her laser vision before shooting down to catch the helicopter, and returning it safely to the landing pad.
"It's okay, you're safe now," Kara smiled, slightly winded as she pulled the smoking door off the helicopter so Lena and the pilot could get out.
"Supergirl…that was amazing," Lena beamed, taking Kara's hand as she hopped down from the battered helicopter. "Well, actually it was horrible—but it was amazing."
"I'm just glad you're okay," Kara shrugged modestly. Was it wrong that she was enjoying Lena's praise and attention a little too much? Who wouldn't enjoy it? It was just a bit of harmless flattery.
"Someone's trying to kill me, aren't they?" The young CEO asked quietly.
"Yes," Kara nodded in return, all business again as the subject turned back to the matter at hand.
"It's my brother Lex," Lena said sadly. "God forbid a Luthor try to do something positive with our huge piles of money…"
"Don't worry, Ms. Luthor. No one is going to lay a hand on you as long as I'm around," Kara promised. The melancholic expression disappeared from Lena's face as she squeezed Kara's arm gratefully.
"Please call me Lena," she smiled.
"Okay…Lena," Kara nodded, grinning shyly. "I have to go now, but please don't worry. I'll be back when you need me," the blonde superhero promised.
"What if I need you right now?" Lena asked boldly, raising an elegant eyebrow. Kara could hear Winn's voice hissing mayday, mayday! in her ear. This was definitely, officially no longer 'harmless flattery.' And as much as Kara was enjoying the solicitous attention, she definitely did not want to give this woman the wrong idea.
"I'll be back," Kara repeated with a small smile. Then she took off into the sky again, with one of the destroyed drones in her arms.
…...
Back at the DEO, Winn, Alex and Astra tore the destroyed drone apart in search of any clues of its origin. Alex was able to lift a partial fingerprint off the casing, and Winn ran it through the FBI's database (he was definitely enjoying the unfettered access to powerful technology that came with working in the DEO). J'onn identified the suspect: Jon Corbin, notorious international assassin.
"If you want someone high-profile killed, this is your guy," their Martian boss frowned seriously.
"Who would stand to gain by killing the human Lena Luthor?" Astra asked. She was determined to prove her loyalty to her new earthly family, after putting everything on the line to join their side; to prove to her niece that she could be trusted.
"She told Kara it was her brother. Lex Luthor," Alex frowned, looking over the file on Corbin. "Seems hard to refute."
"Hey, where is Kara?" Winn frowned, looking up from his computer screen quizzically.
"At City Center, trying to talk Lena out of going through with the re-naming ceremony," Alex sighed grumpily. "Seems she's just as stubborn as her brother."
"We'll send a team to meet her," J'onn nodded. "This Corbin doesn't seem to care how many innocents get hurt, as long as he acquires his target."
"Yeah, well you don't have to worry about that. Kara won't leave as long as she thinks Lena's in danger." J'onn raised an eyebrow at Alex's sullen tone; but he didn't say anything.
"All right," he nodded seriously. "Beta team, suit up. You're on point, Alex."
While Alex and her team were deploying, Kara was back in her civilian clothes, talking to Lena as Kara Danvers rather than Supergirl as they oversaw the preparations at City Center. Lena looked over the sparse crowd with a bittersweet little smile. "You know, my brother is serving thirty-two consecutive life sentences…I guess I shouldn't be surprised there isn't a bigger turnout."
"You're taking an awful risk, you know," Kara said again stubbornly. "Going ahead with the re-naming ceremony when there's an international assassin on your tail."
"I won't have a life unless I can turn this company into something positive," Lena replied just as stubbornly. "…All it will be remembered for is Lex's madness." Kara looked at her new friend thoughtfully, unable to come up with any further counter-argument. Lena gave her a little wink before climbing the stairs up to the stage, and Kara smiled despite herself.
"I want to thank you all for being here today," Lena said into the microphone, looking out over the modest crowd. "My brother has hurt so many innocent people…my family owes a great debt, not just to Metropolis, but to everyone. That's why I'm re-naming the Luthor Corporation to L-Corp—to commit to a different future. To cooperation and community. To usher in a brighter age for humanity, together."
"She's a smooth talker, huh?" Alex said quietly as she came up beside Kara, scoping out the open city square for any sign of a threat.
"Not as smooth as you, babe," Kara grinned, with a little wink. Alex grinned back, her cheeks flooding with color. Then a massive explosion knocked them both off their feet, as the crowd descended into screaming and pandemonium.
"Go," Alex nodded at the urgent look in Kara's blue eyes. Without bothering to reply, Kara took off like a shot to super-up, reappearing moments later as a huge chunk of the L-Corp building crumbled, and putting herself between the falling hunks of concrete and a group of civilians on the ground. There was so much falling debris, Kara darted manically around the building, trying to protect the people on the ground; but there was simply too much for her to tackle alone. And the building was beginning to wobble dangerously. Hastily, Kara zoomed up under the tilting side, pushing it back into place. She couldn't hold it up by herself; not indefinitely. And she couldn't fix it while holding it up at the same time.
"J'onn!" She yelled, tapping hastily at her Bluetooth earring. "I need some backup here! The building is about to collapse!" Moments later, she felt a whoosh of motion beside her; and there was her aunt, pushing back against the falling building alongside her.
"Astra!" Kara beamed, smiling hugely even in the midst of the chaos. "I thought J'onn would come."
"The Martian J'onn J'onnz has granted me probationary field duty," Astra said proudly, in her overly-serious, quintessentially Kryptonian way of speaking. Kara liked hearing it; it reminded her of home, even if that home now felt alien to her in a way. It was good to feel connected again, after all this time. "What would you have me do, Kara?"
"Stay here. Don't let the building fall," Kara instructed, tentatively taking her hands off the wall to make sure it would stay in place with only Astra holding it. "I'm going to fix the foundation. Don't move." Astra nodded, and Kara took off.
While Kara was busy saving the building, Lena became caught up in the chaos on the ground, just trying to avoid being trampled or crushed to death. A police officer appeared in front of her, and she gasped in relief.
"Officer, thank God," the young CEO panted; but then her eyes went wide in horror as he pointed his gun at her, and she realized this man was not a policeman at all. She was frozen, too scared to move; there was no point. He was six feet away from her. She wasn't going to outrun a gunshot.
Just as Lena accepted in her heart that she was about to die, Alex appeared out of the smoke and kicked the gun out of Corbin's hands. Lena watched in stunned silence as Alex and Corbin fought, their movements so rapid that Lena could barely tell who was winning. In the end, Alex smashed the mercenary face-first into the pavement, breaking his nose and knocking him out in an instant. She knelt over his body and cuffed him while Lena just stared in awe.
"You—he—you saved my life," she panted, smiling gratefully at Alex as the latter stood up and dusted off her knees. "Thank you…Agent…?"
"Grey-Danvers. FBI," Alex said smoothly, her fake ID second nature by now as she stuck out her hand.
"Oh! You must be Kara's wife, then?" Lena beamed at her and squeezed her hand gratefully. "I saw you standing with her just before the explosion…oh God, is she all right?"
"She's fine. Supergirl got her to safety," Alex nodded with a little grin.
"Please tell her thank you from me…I owe her my life. Both of you." Lena's smile was so sincere, Alex started to feel guilty for her childishly jealous behavior. Lena Luthor was a nice person. And Kara deserved to have friends outside the crazy, alien-invasion-filled world of the DEO.
"I have a better idea…how about you tell her yourself?" A minute later, Kara landed lightly beside them, covered in soot but smiling.
"The building is secured. Is everyone all right?" the blonde girl asked brightly, looking over them both to check for injuries.
"We're fine. Thank you for everything, Supergirl," Lena beamed. Then, to Alex, "I suppose I'll see you for game night, then?" Kara's eyebrows shot up in disbelief as she looked at Alex. Did she really invite Lena to game night?
"Yup," Alex nodded, catching Kara's eye with a goofy grin. Lena Luthor at game night…Kara wondered if billionaire CEOs ate pizza and potstickers, and knew how to play Settlers of Catan. Once they'd ensured that Lena was safe, and Corbin was loaded into the heavily armed police ambulance, Kara pulled Alex aside, rubbing a smudge of soot off her nose with a beaming smile.
"So you invited Lena to game night, huh?"
"She seems kind of lonely…and she did just move here. I thought she could use a few new friends."
"How philanthropic of you," Kara teased, pulling Alex close and breathing her in. It always helped her stay grounded after a big fight to be close to Alex, in any way she could.
"Yeah, well. I like to give back," Alex smirked, wrapping her arms around Kara's neck after glancing quickly around to make sure they were really secluded.
"Me too," Kara grinned, and kissed her. National City was safe for another day.