A/N: Quick little one-shot that I am dedicating to a IRL friend of mine. She says the strangest things, and today happens to be our 7 year anniversary according to FB lol so it works out perfectly. I really missed Lucy Lane as a key character in Supergirl, so I've reestablished her presence in this fanfic. Enjoy! Reviews appreciated ^_^

Emergency Contact

Lucy couldn't take it anymore. If she heard Mike, Mon-el, frat boy of the universe, whatever everyone was calling him, speak over Kara one more time, she'd fizzle him to the ground with her concealed weapon. It wasn't just his obnoxious habit of talking over Kara that bothered her; it was the way he pleaded with her to do little favors here and there. Kara can you get the remote? Kara can you get me a snack? Kara do we have any more alien beer? Please, I'll love you forever if you just do this. Surprisingly Kara didn't seem to mind, or maybe she was just an expert at hiding her negative emotions. Lucy half wished that James and Kara had worked out, if only to avoid this fate. However, she couldn't deny that such a wish was moot as James and her were currently going strong, and she wouldn't have it any other way. Still, she couldn't stand to see her sunny friend being dampened by the obnoxious little Daxamite.

"I'm heading to the bar tonight, late shift." Mon-el grinned as he rose to leave and Lucy smiled eagerly in response. Finally, she needed to have a heart to heart with Kara ASAP.

"I thought you said someone else picked up that shift?" Kara knitted her brows.

"Called in sick," Mon-el shrugged and gave Kara a chaste kiss on her forehead before heading out.

Lucy observed her friend's posture slacken for a moment, her smile dip into a frown, but within fractions of a second, she was back at full smile. She had heard a few things from James about the Daxamite's influence over Kara, and the complications he brought to her life, but she had thought he had been exaggerating because of some residual jealousy. Sadly, she had been wrong; Mon-el really was as selfish and shallow as James had portrayed him.

"Hey Kara, can I say something?" Lucy asked as she perused her friend's fridge for a rather specific bottle.

"Yeah of course," Kara sat at her kitchen table with an empty glass in hand.

"Aha!" Lucy located the desired bottle and sat by Kara. "You're going to need this."

"Oh Rao is it bad news?" Kara looked up at her friend with a worried expression as she shifted her glasses.

"Well that depends entirely on you," Lucy said as she poured Kara a drink and then began pouring herself a glass of wine. "How are things with you and Mon-el?"

Kara shifted in her seat as her glance fell to the floor. She wished she could say things were great; that he wasn't a self-entitled Daxamite used to being served; that he respected her the same way she tried to respect him, but she couldn't. It had happened gradually. At first Mon-el had treated her as if she was royalty and he was nothing more than a faithful servant. There were no small favors to be asked every few minutes. Slowly that began to change, and at first, Kara didn't mind. She was glad to do things for Mon-el, but the more she said yes, the more he asked. Soon enough she had gone from being royalty, to being his personal servant; it was vexing.

"We've got a few problems," Kara started and then added, "like any couple."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, I just kinda feel like," the Kryptonian took a deep breath before continuing. "I feel like he doesn't care anymore. One day he's making pancakes and welcoming me home, the next he only acknowledges me when he needs something."

"How did you two even hook up?" Lucy tried to keep her sneer in check.

"He came to Earth just like I did, he didn't know anything. He's from Krypton's sister planet, Daxam… I guess we had a lot in common." Kara fumbled with her words, unsure of the feelings associated with her admission. "I started him off at Catco, to help him out, but…" Kara colored at the memory.

"But what?" Lucy picked up on either Kara's embarrassment or anger; either were the only things that would flush the Kryptonian's face.

"I found him… doing stuff with James' assistant in the copy room," Kara groaned, "but I mean, we weren't together yet."

"James never told me that. He had mentioned that he was eventually fired because he couldn't keep up with his work and there were a few complaints of harassment." Lucy searched her friend's eyes for a reaction.

Kara sighed and then said, "he came from a backwards planet. He's gotten better, I think."

"You know it's not your job to fix everybody," Lucy placed her hand on Kara's. "When I first met you, I could completely understand why James was interested. Don't get me wrong, I was mad as hell that my guy had up and left Metropolis, and created a life I wasn't a part of, but I still could see why he'd want to start one with you."

"Lucy…" Kara gave Lucy's hand a firm squeeze.

"What I'm trying to say is, I don't understand, at all, why you're trying so hard with Mon-el."

Kara shrugged and then her attention was called elsewhere as her phone vibrated softly on her wooden table. Gently, she removed her hand from Lucy's and looked at the text she received. Again, Lucy noted how Kara's shoulders slumped lower and her usually bright eyes, darkened liked a stormy sky. Usually, she wasn't nosy enough to peer over her friend's shoulder and read her texts… only every other text or so, but she waited patiently for Kara to share this time.

"Apparently he doesn't have work, but he's gonna stay for a few drinks anyways." Kara tried speaking with a smile, but Lucy wasn't going to fall for her mask.

"Is this a usual thing?" Lucy asked while nudging Kara's drink towards her.

Kara picked up the tumbler and took a deep swig before replying. "He's only done it about three times. He gets really drunk and then comes home all giddy, and falls asleep instantly. It's not that bad… it just gets annoying."

"I'm all for drinking, but that sounds messy and childish. Why doesn't he invite you out?"

"He figures I'm busy, you know, saving the world." Kara explained, but was only successful in convincing herself. Lucy rolled her eyes and poured herself some more wine.

"Shouldn't he be helping out too with his powers?"

"He does when he's able."

"God Kara, don't take this the wrong way… actually take it however you want to, but you're with a man-child." Lucy said firmly.

"I know, I know, he has some really bad habits, but I have hope that he'll become the person that I know he can be."

And there it was, Kara's ultimate virtue and flaw-the optimism that gave her a naive, idealistic outlook on even the worst of situations. It was what got her through rough days; days when alien fugitives and human criminals did their best to unravel National City, but today it felt like it was the one thing tethering her to a toxic relationship. Lucy let out a deep breath and knew there was no way that she could penetrate through Kara's sunny optimism; the Kryptonian had a hard time giving up on anyone.

"Well hope is the last thing to die," Lucy muttered and received a short burst of laughter from her blonde friend. "What, it's true!"

"I know… I mean, I don't know that that's true, but it was just so direct," Kara giggled again.

"Maybe," Lucy grinned with mischief, "maybe there's something else that's got you under the Daxamite's spell."

"Oh and what would that be?" Kara was curious to know.

"You've been dickmatized!" Lucy pointed at Kara accusingly.

Kara, being the oblivious puppy that she was, wasn't completely sure what she was being accused of. Her head cocked to the side and she raised a brow.

"Dickmatized… what's that supposed to," her question halted when she saw Lucy making some rather provocative gestures with a nearby banana. "Rao, Lucy, what are you doing to my banana?" Her face flushed but she couldn't help but laugh at her friend's antics.

"You know, like hypnotized but with a dick," Lucy explained nonchalantly as if it was the most natural explanation in the world.

"You mean more like traumatized like me and that banana will forever be," Kara protested as she took the banana away from her salacious friend. "And no I'm definitely not dickmatized or whatever," Kara murmured.

"That's the closest thing you've said to a bad word," Lucy jested and then continued, "so if you're not dickmatized, then it's just a matter of time before," Lucy stopped short as Kara's phone buzzed again. "Give me that," she said as she reached out and snatched the phone from Kara. "Want to come over for pizza and pot stickers...smiley face? Wait who is this?"

"Hey, give it back!" Kara used her super speed to procure her phone. She smiled when she saw the text and Lucy was intrigued. The Kryptonian was giving off a totally different vibe than when she had received Mon-el's text. "It's Lena… she was supposed to be caught up in a meeting tonight, but I guess she's free."

"Lena… as in Lena Luthor?" Lucy asked for clarification.

"Not you too; she's a good person." Kara groaned.

"Hey I didn't say anything," Lucy retorted, "I completely understand not wanting to be associated with your family. I would hate it if I was always living under Lois' perfect shadow or my father's." Lucy smirked for her next comment. "I just haven't seen you smile like that all night."

"Pffft," Kara blurted and rolled her eyes. "I smile all the time."

"Exactly, but this smile kind of just blinded me, and now I'm even less certain why you're with Mon-el when you could be with Lena fucking Luthor, goddess CEO with a benevolent heart… no wonder all the articles I read about her are usually written by you. I should have seen it sooner. Sunny rookie journalist, Kara Danvers, pines over busty, beautiful and brilliant genius, Lena Luthor… how's that for a headline?"

"We're just friends, best friends," Kara clarified. "And I couldn't be with her… she doesn't know about me being Supergirl, and with Mon-el it's easy because he's an alien, like me. I can't hurt him the way I could potentially hurt her."

"That's stupid," Lucy retorted before Kara could continue with her weak defense. "You can't stay with someone because you hope for the best in them, or because it's the safe thing to do. Look Kara, Mon-el might have superpowers, but that does not make him a hero, and just because you can't hurt him, doesn't mean he can't hurt you. Not to mention, Lena's been a major part of saving National City a multitude of times according to the DEO reports I've read; she's a hero without the recognition." Lucy sipped some more of her wine and then looked down at Kara's phone again. "Wait a second, you have her saved as ICE-Lena… Kara…"

"What? I have Alex saved the same! Plus, it's just kind of a precaution, the DEO pretty much has me covered, but you know, I read on some trending blog that you should have emergency contacts saved just in case." Kara blurted out, a faint blush tinged her cheeks.

"Is Mon-el saved as an "in case of emergency" contact too?" Lucy asked.

"No… I only needed two." Kara spoke softly. "Lena's reliable, like Alex, I know she'd be there if anything were to happen. And I couldn't put Eliza because that would just stress her out, and Mon-el doesn't even know how to use his phone right, and always loses it."

"So you're saying CEO of a multibillion corporation, who is no doubt always busy with charities, fundraisers, meetings and what not, is somehow more available than your current boyfriend who is a part time bartender? Yeah, you have to see the problem there." Lucy contested and crossed her arms as she stared down Kara.

"Ok, ok, so Lena would make a better girlfriend, but it's not like that. She doesn't like me like that." Kara pouted.

"She invited you for pizza and pot stickers… those are your favorite foods. Do rich people even eat that stuff?"

"She's not like that, she eats fried stuff… though she did make me try kale once," Kara shuddered as she recalled the icky green stuff that had tasted way too healthy.

Lucy's eyes widened, "you tried kale?"

"Well yeah I was sharing my food with Lena, so she," Kara started but Lucy let out a strange sound that made the Kryptonian jump in her seat.

"You shared your food?" Lucy practically shouted. "Kara Danvers, who as I recall, gave me the stink eye for merely asking if I could have a bite of one of her egg rolls, shared her food!" Lucy gave Kara a grave look. "You are the most oblivious person I know. You don't even realize what's going on."

"What are you talking about?" Kara asked with a grin as she replied to Lena that she would be free in the next hour. "I share food… when I feel like it."

"Which is never!" Lucy threw back, "also, James is my emergency contact, and guess who's Alex's… yup it's Maggie, and Winn's… actually Winn's is Mon-el…" an awkward silence ensued as the implications set in. "Do you see the trend?"

"James is your boyfriend, Maggie is Alex's girlfriend, but why is Mon-el Winn's contact? Also how in Rao's name do you know all of this?"

"I still have access to the DEO's files, and from time to time I get bored enough to peruse through boring things, anyways," Lucy took the heat off of her, "maybe it's because Winn totally has the hots for your cousin, and Mon-el is the next best thing in his eyes."

"That's actually a fair point," Kara chuckled as she recalled Winn mouthing 'I love you' to her cousin during one of his visits.

"Or maybe they're gay for eachother like you're gay for Lena" Lucy added right as Kara took a sip of her drink. "Imagine that, you're both actually gay and for some reason still hanging on to each other because you're afraid to face your affections for members of the same sex."

The Kryptonian coughed and hacked at the wild theory her friend was posing. She had never really clarified to her companions that on Krypton sexuality really wasn't too big of a deal; dating another woman was no different than dating a man in her society. She wasn't too sure what the customs on Daxam were, but she was sure they were even more fluid than the ones on Krypton. She glanced at Lucy, the alien liquor warm on her breath and recalled the slight crush she had on the girl that had come after James from Metropolis. She had even told Alex that "hell, she wanted to date her" when they had both been after James' affections. Maybe, then, her feelings for Lena were more than just friendly.

"I wouldn't mind dating Lena," Kara mused as a warm feeling buzzed through her entire body.

"Of course you wouldn't, so get out of here and join her for pizza and pot stickers." Lucy encouraged her with a slight nudge and then felt her phone buzz.

"But Mon-el, there's no way I could leave him for another person." Kara pouted once more.

Lucy looked at her phone and saw the text from Maggie. When she opened it, her eyes lit with surprise. Mon-el was locking lips with none other than Winn, and below the picture it read: Little Lane, I won the bet, 20 bucks tomorrow.

"I honestly wouldn't worry about that Kara," Lucy shoved her phone back into her purse. "Come on I'll give you a lift. Maybe you should take some of your alien liquor with you just in case you need some liquid courage, or something."

As Lucy pulled up to the CEO's loft, she said her farewell to Kara and watched as she walked towards the lobby with a permanent smile plastered to her face. Before she took off home, she pulled out her phone and texted Maggie: New bet, Kara comes out first, 40 bucks.