"You are complete in your brokenness. If there is anyone worthy of love, it is you."

"Alex!"

"J'onn!"

"Alex!"

His scream echoed in her ears as Alex was dragged away by multiple guards, her feet trying to dig into the ground...to plant herself and keep them from separating her from J'onn...but it wasn't working. Angry tears streamed down her face as she tried to grasp at them, but she was handcuffed and she couldn't make contact with anyone.

He stared back at her, full of panic and worry and concern and fear. They knew that Cadmus wasn't a good place. It was full of experiments and dissection. It was no place for an alien or a human. They would be tested and used and locked away.

Alex had thought that they'd make it.

They'd been surveilling Cadmus for nearly an entire day. They were both exhausted, dirty, hungry, and thirsty. Technically, they could take the guards on the outside, but the inside was a complete mystery to them. That was the difficult and dangerous part. That's why they were hesitant.

The sound of J'onn's sharp intake caught her off guard as she turned to look over at him. "Alex," he whispered, but it sounded like he screamed it. He was tackling her a blink later, covering her body with his as the sound of gunshot filled in around them. He must have sensed them...but not soon enough.

The sound of people close was enough to tell her that they weren't going anywhere. As she stared up at his face, she tried to catch her breath. The weight of his body making it more difficult for Alex to breathe.

Before they could do anything, J'onn was being pulled back off of her and that's when she saw it. He'd been shot in the shoulder and it didn't look good. Of course, he could heal. Alex wasn't sure if that was good or bad for them, but then Cadmus probably knew all about J'onn. He didn't struggle, but she did. She pulled and tried to kick, she did everything she could, but she couldn't get free before they tasered her and cuffed her. There were just too many of them.

"Please," Alex whispered weakly.

She'd been pleading with them for hours now. They'd taken blood from her, done a full physical, scanned her, questioned her, and were now ignoring her as she sat strapped to a chair. That had all been after they'd scrubbed her clean and then forced her to change into a matching set of red sports bra, panties, tank top, and spandex short shorts. Worst case scenarios were nothing when it came to Cadmus because Alex knew that whatever she could think of, it was likely that it could be so much worse. All she wanted to do was to know J'onn was okay and to see him for herself.

Never in her life had separation been so hard.

"You are quite the interesting find, Ms. Danvers," the doctor said, not even turning to look at her. "A first to us to have possession of two members of the same bloodline. Jeremiah Danvers is your father, isn't he?" This time, the doctor actually turned to look at her. The twisted and horrid man in a white lab coat turned to look at her with a crooked smile. "Interesting that he isn't the one who you're pleading to see…" The old man shrugged. "If I weren't a man of science, I would have bet that having a soft spot for aliens was genetic…"

Alex just stared at him, not willing to give in to what he wanted. He wanted her to suffer, possibly to tease her, and maybe even to scare her. It was too late, she was already terrified, but she knew that she couldn't let that fear ruin her.

"How long has it been since you've seen him anyways? Ten years? Eleven? Have you lost count? Do you even remember what he looks like? The sound of his voice? They say that the memories of voices fade the fastest. I wonder if you'll think he looks different? Sounds different? If you'll even recognize him now," the scientist continued. "Shall we see?"

That piqued her interest. Her eyes darted around, but she remained quiet. Her father was the reason that they'd been outside of Cadmus. This was their goal all along, to rescue him. If somehow, she could come face to face with him...and then figure out how to get free, she knew that she could get her father (and J'onn) out of Cadmus. Being on the run again suddenly sounded like a dream come true.

"Would you like that?" he asked with too bright of a smile. "You must take after your father...not running your mouth off like I'd expect…"

Instead of bringing her father, though, she was sedated.

"Dad," Alex whispered from under the covers. "Are there monsters?"

"Well, yes, Alex," her father responded. "There are monsters in this world...but there are none under your bed."

Peeking out, Alex just saw her father staring back at her with a bright smile. "Time for you to close your eyes now." Her father tucked a stuffed grey bunny under her arm and under the covers with her. "I won't let any monsters hurt you."

"Promise?"

He held out his pinky and Alex curled her own little pinky around it. "Promise," her father swore.

And Alex believed him.

"I'll always protect you, Sweetheart…" he whispered before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

When Alex blinked, she expected to find herself where she was before...with the crazy old guy ranting on and on with no end in sight...or at the very least with J'onn...but that's not what she found. Instead, she woke and found herself in a sterile room on a rather uncomfortable bench. When she looked around, she found that she wasn't alone.

"You're awake… How are you feeling?"

Alex scooted back instinctively as she blinked at the man dressed in white walking towards her. "Where's J'onn?" she found herself asking, checking to make sure that it was just them. There was a door that had a rather large thick window in it, but they were the only ones in the room.

"It's just you and I, I'm afraid...I'm Jeremiah Danvers."

Alex blinked again. "I'm Alex Danvers."

She watched as her father's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open before words followed a breath later. "Alex," he whispered and took a step back.

As she stared at him, taking in her long lost father, she couldn't speak. All Alex could do was take in how he looked different. Though she couldn't exactly remember, she swore that he sounded just the same.

"You look...old," Jeremiah blurted out, sounding quite surprised.

Laughter spewed out of her automatically at that response. It didn't take more than a breath to contain herself again. "You've got grey hairs…"

"I had grey hairs before," her father countered.

"Not that many…"

He was quiet for a moment. "How long has it been?"

"Eleven years…"

"Eleven," he breathed and covered his mouth. He seemed to really be absorbing that. Taking in that truth. From what Alex could tell, he had no concept that that much time had passed. "Your mother...your sister…"

"They're safe," Alex assured.

"You've thought I was dead-"

"What else could we think?" Alex asked with a shrug as she finally got to her feet. "Mom was told that you died in a plane crash-"

"No-"

"We found out what happened a few months ago," Alex assured. "J'onn J'onzz...he's the one who I was here with… They separated us…"

"He's from Mars…" her father said, as if he were jogging his own memory. He seemed to really think about that for a minute before looking at her. "But why are you here, Alex?"

"We came here for you," Alex told him as she stopped a foot away. "We were caught outside while surveilling…"

"Tell me something cheerier… What did you grow up to be?" Jeremiah asked.

Alex looked down at her hands gathered in front of her before looking back up at him, wondering what her father would think of her career choices. She'd thought about that all her life. What would her father think if he could just walk into her life again and get to know her. "I'm a bioengineer," Alex said slowly, letting that sit with him. She was nervous. How would he react? Like her mother had at first? "And I'm an agent at the DEO...well, I was...I...it's complicated."

"The DEO?" he echoed.

"It's not the same as when you were part of it," Alex assured quickly before disappointment or any other negative words escaped him. "J'onn has been running it, disguised as Henshaw."

Before anything could be said, guards entered and grabbed her pulling her towards the door while others pushed her father against the far wall. Alex kicked and screamed, trying to reach out for her father. After all of these years, she was finally reunited with him...it wasn't supposed to be like this. She was supposed to be there to rescue him, to save him and take him home.

Now, she was the one who needed rescuing.

TBC…