I love the Sanvers storyline in Supergirl, and ever since last episode I couldn't leave things they way they were left on the show, so I figured I'd write something to bring myself somebody happiness. Anyways, let me know what you think!


The moment Maggie pulled away, Alex knew that things weren't going to go the way she had hoped. She barely heard what Maggie said to her.

"Are we cool?"

Those three words snapped her out of whatever trance she was in. "Yeah, no, no, we're cool." She said, turning and hiding her face.

"Alex, don't go."

She turned back one last time. "I'll see you." She didn't notice Maggie's fingers lingering on her lips as she left.


Alex was glad to go back to work, it kept her mind off of remembering Maggie. She told herself that it didn't matter, that it didn't mean anything. She pulled all the cases she could and brought them home, spreading the files across the coffee table and the floor, around her couch and on the kitchen counters. She tried finding connections from case to case. She worked until she fell asleep on her couch, the file resting on her chest.

Every so often she would hear her phone go off, signalling a text from Kara, and sometimes Maggie. She would read the messages, responding to Kara. Usually her sisters messages would be "How are you doing?" "How many cases are you working on right now?" "Lets go grab a drink."

Maggie would send her message after message, trying to prompt a response. "You can't ignore me forever." "Please text me back." "We need to talk."

Alex would turn her phone off and ignore all the messages until she fell asleep on the couch again, her dreams mixing and swirling with combat fights and seeing herself kiss Maggie over and over. She would wake herself in a cold sweat and make herself some coffee before taking the file she had fallen asleep with and rereading it yet again.

Alex gathered up the files that were strewn around her apartment, shoving them in a bag to carry back to work. She sighed loudly and pushed her hair back from her face, glaring at the files that were still on her coffee table. She spotted the corner of a file sticking out from under the couch, dropping to the floor and pulling it out.

Suddenly a knock on the door caused her to sigh yet again.

"Kara, I'm fine. I'll see you at work." She shouted towards the door.

"Alex? Alex, it's me." The person called back.

Alex froze, dropping the file on the coffee table.

"I-I'm busy." She called back shakily.

Alex heard a sigh from the other side of the door. "Alex, come on, it's been days. I thought you said we were cool."

Alex stepped closer to the door. "We are." She lied.

"We're obviously not." Maggie replied. "We're having a very awkward conversation on opposite sides of your apartment door." Alex heard Maggie take a deep breath. "Come Alex, just open the door so we can talk."

Alex leaned against the door and closed her eyes tightly. "Maggie, I-I have to go to work. I don't have time for this." She said. She heard Maggie sigh once more and step away from the door.

Alex slid down to the floor and rested her head in her hands. She shook her head and stood, gathering the files again and shoving them angrily into the bag. She slung the bag over her shoulder and left for work, the conversation stuck in her head.


Alex sat in one of the chairs at the DEO, spinning herself around slowly, resting her chin in her hand.

Kara dropped herself down on the desk next to Alex. "Are you okay?" She asked.

Alex glanced up at her sister, nodding too quickly. "Yeah, yeah, I'm great." She said.

Kara crossed her arms. "That was very unconvincing." She said. "Come on Alex. What happened?" She asked.

"Nothing!" Alex said. "Nothing happened."

Kara raised her eyebrows. "Seriously Alex? Didn't we just get over this a few days ago?"

Alex sighed. "Fine." She said, she took a deep breath and looked up at her sister. "Maggie came by, before I headed for work."

Kara raised her eyebrows. "And?" She asked.

Alex shrugged. "And nothing. I've been trying to not think about her and/or see her for the rest of my life." She said firmly.

Kara kneeled in front of Alex and shook her head. "Seriously? Alex, come on, she cares about you, and she wants to make sure that your alright."

Alex shook her head. "She doesn't have any right to know! She-"

"Of course she has a right to know!" Kara hissed. "She's your friend, and she cares about you! She just wants to make sure that your alright."

Alex stood and stepped away from her sister. "No, she doesn't! She just, doesn't." She shook her head and lifted a hand. "You know what, I'm not feeling so great. I'm just going to go home."

Kara took a few steps towards her. "Alex, please-"

Alex shook her head. "I just need to be alone."


Alex slumped on her couch, a glass of bourbon in her hand, the bottle sitting on the coffee table. She downed the glass, pouring her third drink since she got home.

Alex sighed loudly as someone knocked on the door. "Kara, I told you I wanted to be alone." She called out. They knocked on the door again. "Kara-" the knocks continued. She slammed her glass on the table and stomped towards her front door. "Kara, I said I wanted to be-" she flung the door open, revealing Maggie standing on the other side. "alone."

Alex crossed her arms across her chest. "What are you doing here?" She asked sharply.

Maggie pushed past Alex into her apartment.

"Maggie, what are you doing?"

Maggie crossed her arms. "We're going to talk through this. Because I can't stand not taking to you. You are pretty much my only friend in this city right now, and I'm sick of waiting for you to get over this."

Alex huffed loudly and slammed her door shut, falling back onto her couch and grabbing the bottle of bourbon and taking a long drink.

Maggie sat on the couch across from her, arms still crossed. Alex looked over at her and shrugged. "You're going to be sitting there for a long time." She murmured.

Maggie shrugged back. "Then I'll sit here for a long time." She watched as Alex took another swig from the bottle, and another, and another. Alex looked at the bottle and offered it to Maggie, who shook her head.

"Your loss." Alex mumbled, swigging it again.

Maggie sighed resting her head in her hand, watching Alex carefully. "Why?" She asked.

Alex glanced at the now half-empty bottle before swigging it again. "Why what?" She responded.

"Why did you kiss me?" Maggie asked.

Alex sighed loudly and downed the rest of the bottle quickly. "Doesn't matter." She responded quietly. She stood too quickly, stumbling slightly. She wandered into the kitchen and tossed the empty bottle into the sink, her head spinning slightly.

Maggie followed after her, shaking her head as she watched Alex stumbling. She took her by the shoulders and guided her to sit at the island. Alex glared at Maggie as she rummaged around her kitchen. Maggie smiled slightly as she found the glasses and poured Alex some water. "Here, drink." She said.

Alex furrowed her brow, "You can't tell me what to do. You aren't my girlfriend." She hissed, but she took the glass and sipped at the water.

Maggie leaned against the island and rolled her eyes. "I know that. Just because I'm not your girlfriend, doesn't mean I can't care about you. I'm still your friend."

Alex sighed loudly and shook her head. "I don't know if I can be your friend right now." She said, slurring her words slightly.

Maggie nodded, her face looking slightly hurt. Alex's face dropped slightly as she noted how she hurt Maggie. She looked down at the glass of water and sipped at it.

Maggie sighed quietly. "Maybe I'll just go." She said.

Alex nodded. "Fine."

Maggie looked back at Alex as she opened the door. "I'll see you around Alex." She murmured. Alex sat still, listening for the sound of the door. She looked back as the door closed, walking quickly over to the door and locking it behind Maggie. Once again she dropped to the floor, her head in her hands. Only this time, she was sobbing softly into her hands.

Maggie sighed quietly as she sat on the floor outside of Alex's apartment, listening quietly to her sobs from the other side of the door.