Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Everything belongs to DC Comics and Greg Berlanti respectively.

A/N 1: So… as I already warned some of you on Twitter… I did a thing the past few weeks. I hope you enjoy. Each chapter marks one day of Lena's absence.

I have to drop a fluff and cheese warning right here. It's very fluffy and very cheesy – you have been warned! I lost my grandfather a few days ago and I was in need to get lost in fluff.

Flashbacks are in italics. You'll know when you get there.

On with the show.

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Chapter 1: Miles from Where You Are

"I find the map and draw a straight line over rivers, farms, and state lines. The distance from here to where you'd be, it's only finger-lengths I see."

The sun was rising above National City's clear, dark blue sky, gradually pouring its brilliant oranges and reds into the horizon like a pot of molten lava, reflecting in the windows of the tall buildings scattered all over the city center.

Kara Danvers was peacefully snoozing in their huge round bed, flaxen locks peeking out from underneath thick, fluffy blankets and spilling across her pillow while tiny snores left her mouth.

As the sun rose higher and the light made its way through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the spacious penthouse, gently tickling Kara's face and nose, the blonde slowly started to gain consciousness, but was still caught in the drowsy state between being awake and being asleep. Her nose twitched lightly when a subtle buzzing could be heard in the room and strong arms reached above a blonde head to stretch, a tiny squeak slipping from Kara's lips before she reached over to snuggle into her girlfriend.

The other side of the bed, however, was empty and the sheets were cold, painfully reminding Kara that Lena had left the country the night before, going on a business trip around Asia and Europe to visit the L-Corp offices abroad while at the same time meeting potential investors for new projects.

Sleepy blue eyes lazily blinked open, squinting against the sunlight pouring through the windows, and Kara's ears perked up because the buzzing sound was still echoing through the room very persistently. When the blonde realized that it was her phone, she started to blindly scramble off the bed, her surroundings blurry without her glasses. Her leg tangled in the sheets, making her faceplant onto the carpet with a dull thud and a muffled groan. With her face squished against the floor, Kara fumbled for her glasses and phone on the night stand and by the time she shoved her spectacles onto her nose, her vision clearing up and zeroing in on her cell phone, the caller had ended the connection.

When Kara pushed herself up in order to get back into a standing position, she was attacked by a pink, slobbery tongue, making her sink back down to the floor. Her back was starting to hurt from the awkward angle her body was in, so she pulled her legs down, bringing the tangled sheets with her. On the floor was now a heap of sheets, human, and dog as Kara and their dog Skip rolled around in a round of good morning kisses.

"Hi, my boy," the blonde cooed her voice still a little raspy, "Did you sleep well? At least you are still here with me while your mommy left us."

The Golden Retriever let out a tiny, joyful woof before snuggling back into Kara, the blonde stroking Skip's golden fur lovingly. Her cell started vibrating again and Kara, in her haste, let the phone drop onto her forehead, "Ow! Golly!"

Fumbling to be able to see the screen, her eyes finally zeroed in and read Big Sis. She tapped the green button to get the call before Alex hung up again and chippered, "Alex Danvers. To what do I owe this pleasure this fine Saturday morning?"

Alex grumbled, "Ugh, I swear to God, Kara. You are way too happy this early in the morning. Go to the kitchen and enjoy."

"Wha-"

"Just do it." The immediate click on the other end indicated that her sister had hung up. Frowning, Kara stumbled to her feet, threw the blankets back onto the bed, and opened the windows to let some fresh morning air in.

Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Kara padded out of the bedroom and down the hallway, the steps of her bare feet against marble floors gently echoing through the apartment. The divine smell of coffee hit her nostrils and the blonde's forehead creased, confusion making its way to soft features when she asked herself how the penthouse could be filled with the rich coffee smell when she was the only one there and had just gotten up. A faint feeling of hope started fluttering in her belly; a hope she knew would be crushed again just mere seconds later, but she still hoped that Lena was up and about in the kitchen, making them breakfast with her glasses and oversized sweater on, waiting for Kara to arrive and holding out a mug of steaming coffee for her to take.

When the blonde rounded the corner to the kitchen, however, she was met with an empty, open-floor plan penthouse. Swallowing the lump of disappointment in her throat, she let her eyes wander and a smile made its way to her lips when she took in the kitchen counter. Draped over the barstool was Lena's favorite oversized MIT hoodie and the counter held a delicious breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, orange juice, and coffee, the newest issue of The Daily Planet neatly placed next to her plate. The blonde's smile turned into a huge grin and she gingerly took the hoodie from the stool, slipping it over her head and burying her hands in the front pockets. She inhaled deeply, taking in a whiff of Lena's perfume and very distinct scent, a mixture of lilies and summer rain. Tears prickled behind ocean blue orbs, the familiar burning forming, but the blonde pushed them down, berating herself in her head that she was being ridiculous. Her girlfriend had only been gone for twelve hours; Kara had to stop being so co-dependent when it came to Lena Kieran Luthor.

Cerulean orbs opened once again and the blonde sat down on the bar stool at the kitchen island, taking in all the decorations. She beamed because she knew now why Alex had been so grumpy this morning on the phone. Her sister had gotten up way earlier than she was comfortable with to help Lena with her surprise for Kara and the blonde could not love the two women any more. Only then Kara saw the little envelope leaning against a big jar decorated with red ribbons. Kara, it said. Raising her eyebrow, she ripped open the paper and pulled out a letter with nimble fingers, her girlfriend's neat handwriting greeting her.

Good morning, my love!

I hope you slept well last night – I know I surely did not without you by my side. Counting on the fact that you are already wearing my hoodie, you can find the second part of your gift right on this very counter. Thirty days we will be apart and I am going to miss you terribly. Therefore, I made you a Thirty-Things-I-Love-About-You-Jar. Every day for breakfast, you are allowed to pick one piece of paper from the jar and read what I wrote down for you – no cheating! I see you, Danvers! I'm a billionaire – I have my ways.

I hope this way you have a tiny piece of me with you every day, and I apologize if this is entirely too cheesy, but let's be honest: you love cheese almost as much as you love potstickers. If said cheese is food, or only metaphorical cheese, shouldn't matter. ;)

I love you, my darling, and I will see you soon.

Forever yours,

Lena

Sniffling lightly, Kara pressed the letter to her chest, a warm, fuzzy feeling fluttering in her belly, albeit paired with a sudden yearning for her girlfriend. Eyeing the glass jar on the counter that said Kara Danvers' Thirty-Things-I-Love-About-You-Jar in dark red crayon letters, she started inhaling her eggs and bacon, washing her breakfast down with orange juice and coffee hastily, ignoring the tail-wagging dog at her feet who seemed to think the more intently he stared at his mom, the more likely a piece of bacon was going to fall to the floor.

Gingerly reaching over when she was finished, the blonde opened the jar's lid and chose one piece of paper, like Lena had asked, and fished it out, unfolding it with her elbows on the counter surface.

Holding it in her left hand, she started reading while bringing the steaming coffee back to her mouth, sipping the hot liquid contentedly from her Star Wars mug.

I love your eyes when they blink open in the morning – like an ocean that is being rippled by a gentle sea breeze – and I feel so at home in them, so safe that I want to wake up next to you every day.

Kara felt her lower lip tremble and she reached for her phone to call Lena. Picking it up, she unlocked the screen and checked the time, realizing that her girlfriend had not even landed yet. The fact that she was not able to talk to Lena after having received such a sweet surprise was tugging at the blonde's heartstrings quite painfully, so instead, she dialed another familiar number, "Danvers."

"Same here," Kara smiled, "Alex, thank you for making this possible. I love you."

A snarky remark could be heard in the background, "Did Little Danvers like the cheesy surprise? I swear, I will never get up that early on a Saturday ever again. Not even for your sister, Babe."

The two sisters laughed simultaneously and the blonde could hear the soft smile in Alex's voice, "You're welcome, Kar. She wanted to fly you out to Cancún for breakfast, but I could convince her to hold her horses. She forgot for a second that you're already whipped and she doesn't need to throw her money around to woo you."

Blue eyes stared straight ahead with a glassy expression and Kara rested her chin in her palm, goofily smiling, "She woos me every day just by being her."

A gagging sound could be heard on the other end, "Oh, for fuck's sake, Little Danvers. I'm scarred for life now. That's enough sweet talk. My teeth are hurting."

The blonde shrieked, "I'm on SPEAKER?"

Laughing, Alex tried to soothe her sister, "Maggie helped, so she wanted to know what you thought. We are sure glad you liked it. You know she lives for sarcasm and wit, but that's her way of saying that she loves you."

"I do not-" The rest of Maggie's sentence was muffled and came out in an unintelligible mumble, indicating that Alex had covered her girlfriend's mouth with her hand to shush her.

"We both love you, Kar," the brunette chuckled.

Kara beamed, "I love you too." She raised her voice a little for the dramatic finish, "Both of you, Mags."

"Oh, shut up, Little Danvers."

They all cackled once again before hanging up.

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A cool summer breeze was blowing, ruffling up Kara's flaxen locks; the trees' branches were softly swaying, their leafs rustling in the wind just like the blonde's pale yellow summer dress was softly playing around her knees. Kara stared, transfixed by the wonders of nature, lost in her thoughts while she was standing in the mass of green in the park next to their apartment building. She was brought back to the present by something wet touching her bare shin, Skip gently nudging her to throw the ball that he had just fetched once again.

"I'm sorry, buddy. Here you go." Picking up the yellow tennis ball with the ball launcher in her right hand, Kara flung the ball again for her happily bouncing dog. Skip dashed after it eagerly and the blonde smiled, her thoughts once again drifting off. Their dog was now eighteen months old and Kara could not believe how time had flown by in the past couple of years. She and Lena had been together for three and it felt just like yesterday when the CEO had stayed over at Kara's place for the first time.

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The rays of sunshine that made their way through Kara's huge studio apartment windows were tickling the blonde's nose, slowly coercing her awake from a deep, dreamless sleep. Reality started trickling into her foggy brain, but she buried herself deeper into the warm cocoon of cushions and blankets instead, pulling the naked form next to her closer to her own naked body.

The sleep-induced fog slowly lifted when her girlfriend's scent hit her nose, reminding the blonde of rainy summer nights in her parents' cabin in the woods. When her mind had entered wakefulness, she stifled a yawn and tangled her legs with Lena's, suggling deeper into the warm body beside her.

She smiled when she felt a pair of emerald eyes watching her, crinkling her nose lightly, "It's rude to stare, Ms. Luthor."

With a soft chuckle, Lena traced the blonde's jawline with her index finger, "But you're so beautiful to look at."

Kara's face lit up with a bright smile and her eyes slowly blinked open, "And you are a bigger charmer than is good for you."

Green orbs continued staring in wonder and the blonde began to duck her head shyly under her girlfriend's scrutiny. Lena, however, lifted her chin back up, "I love your eyes when they blink open in the morning. They make me want to wake up next to you every day."

Kara opened her mouth and closed it, lost for words which made her look like a fish out of water, and the only thing that she could do was lean in and softly press her lips to her love's plushness.

Lena sighed contentedly, letting herself fall deeper into the kiss as Kara felt her girlfriend melt, and the blonde squeezed a full hip firmly, nuzzling the raven-haired woman's nose affectionately when they parted.

Biting her lip, the raven-haired CEO bashfully smiled at her girlfriend, "Last night was amazing."

With her eyes widening, Kara blushed a deep crimson and swallowed hard, "Oh… it was? I mean… uuuh, I'm glad."

Lena frowned at the blonde's sudden uncertainty, making her own uneasiness rise and settle in her throat, causing the CEO to clear it in order to get rid of the unexpected lump there. Coughing awkwardly, Lena breathed, "Wasn't it for you?"

Kara choked on air at the question, frantically shaking her head and scooting over to soothe her love's worry, "It was absolutely breathtaking. I was just afraid that it wasn't for you."

Cupping the blonde's cheek with her palm, Lena locked eyes with her girlfriend, green boring lovingly into blue, "What makes you afraid that it wasn't for me? Last night was the best sex I have ever had in my entire life."

Cerulean eyes stared, Kara's mouth open once again, "Really? That's a relief."

Chuckling, Lena teased, "Was that your way of asking me how you are in bed?"

The blonde groaned in embarrassment, turning onto her stomach and burying her deeply crimson face into the stack of pillows under her head, "No?"

Lena's fingers started dancing up and down her girlfriend's spine, the muscles of Kara's back flexing with every movement of the CEO's digits, twitching here and there and goosebumps spreading across her skin, "What makes you doubt that last night was just as amazing for me as it was for you?"

The blonde let out a tiny, flustered squeak, her voice muffled by the cushions, "Nothing."

"Kara…"

"Lena... I –"

The sheets rustled when Lena climbed on top of her girlfriend, pressing her front into the blonde's back firmly, kissing Kara's shoulder blades leisurely, "What is it, Baby? Is everything okay?"

"I was just… worried. Ihadneverdonethisbefore."

Gently nuzzling Kara's spine with her nose, the CEO whispered, "I can't hear you, darling. Can you turn around for me, please?"

Groaning in exasperation, the blonde turned back around to face Lena, her eyes tightly squeezed shut in embarrassment, "I had never done this before last night. At least not with a woman."

If the raven-haired woman was shocked, she did not show it. Instead, she started kissing her love's creamy, exposed neck, her tongue gliding along heated flesh languidly. The blonde's breath hitched at the tender caress and when Lena nudged her legs apart to settle between them, they both moaned as their naked cores touched. Kara could hear Lena's hot, breathy voice next to her ear, "Well, Miss Danvers. Then let me show you how much exactly I enjoyed it."

Smiling bashfully, the blonde whispered mockingly, "Enjoyed what?"

Lena raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow and straddled Kara's firm thigh; both women moaned when the CEO's wetness touched fair skin and Lena started a gentle rocking motion, smirking, a tiny whimper falling from her lips, "Let me remind you."

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Shielding her eyes from the early afternoon sun, Kara was lost in thought, but brought back to the present when her phone vibrated in the pocket of her light summer dress. She hastily fished for the device, her heart jumping lightly when the screen indicated that Lena Luthor was calling her, her girlfriend smiling up from the caller picture holding an eight-week-old Skip in her arms, the puppy's tongue happily hanging from his mouth and his eyes closed in bliss about the belly rub he was receiving.

The blonde smiled and tapped the green button, "Thank you, Baby."

A light chuckle could be heard on the other end of the line, "You're welcome, darling."

Comfortable silence was what followed, both women content to just hear the other one breathe, knowing that even if they were not together, they could still revel in their connection when one of them was abroad.

Sighing deeply, Kara finally asked, "How was your flight? And how is Tokyo?"

There was a brief rustling, Lena probably switching hands, "I don't know yet. I just landed and it's 7:30 a.m. here. I'm waiting for the jet-lag to hit."

Kara grinned, bouncing excitedly, "Ooooh, if it's 7:30 a.m. tomorrow there, does that mean I can pick another slip of paper from my jar when I get home?"

The CEO laughed at her girlfriend's giddiness, "Not, that's not what that means, Miss Danvers. Stick to the rules here."

Huffing, the blonde shot back, "Rules… You're always so mean to me, Miss Luthor." Lena snorted in amusement, followed by another stretch of silence, and eventually Kara breathed, tears burning behind her eyes, "I miss you, Baby. I was just thinking about the first time you stayed over. This morning, I picked the note that said that you love my eyes in the morning."

She heard her girlfriend inhale and exhale deeply, "I thought about that morning too when I wrote the note. I miss you too, my love. We are going to get through this, I promise. You have my sweater and I have to admit that I may or may not have borrowed your Batman night shirt."

Kara scratched her eyebrow lightly, willing the tears to not fall, and chuckled, "So you mean you stole it? And I thought I was going crazy last night when I couldn't find it." Getting serious again, the blonde sighed, "I know, Lee. I just wish it was over already. Do I feel completely stupid? Yes. Do I know that I am needy and co-dependent? Yes. Do I care?"

"No!" they both answered the question in unison and laughed, Lena smiling and replying softly, "I feel the same, darling. And it kills me that I have to let you go right now. I see my driver and my first meeting is at 9 a.m.. Beforehand, there's the check-in at the hotel and I want to shower. God, how I need to shower! I'm gross."

Kara's shoulders slumped lightly, but she tried to be cheery in order to not make her girlfriend feel worse, "Okay, Baby. Safe travels."

"I'll call you when I can, okay? I love you."

Biting her lip, the blonde breathed, "Okay. I love you, too."

They both hung up simultaneously, Kara immediately berating herself for being so melodramatic. She was a strong, independent woman and she was going to watch all the Marvel movies in the universe and eat potstickers and ice cream until she was sick, which was probably not going to happen anyway. Kara Danvers did not get sick from too much food. This was not a concept that applied to her.

With these thoughts, she called for Skip and put his leash back on. The duo made their way back to their apartment building and up to the penthouse, the Golden Retriever happily bounding over to his over-sized bed and flopping down.

When the blonde was back in her sweatpants and Lena's hoodie, she opened a bottle of wine and started her Iron Man DVD on the huge TV.

She had just settled down on the L-shaped couch with a blanket when the phone rang. Padding over, the blonde saw that it was the front desk and picked up, "Yes, Kara Danvers."

"Miss Danvers," Charlie, the elderly front desk clerk chirped, "I have a food delivery for you."

Kara frowned at those words, "But I haven't even placed my order yet."

Hearing the smile in the man's voice, her heart jumped once again, "Courtesy of Miss Luthor. She ordered dinner for you."

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Half an hour later, Kara snuggled deeper into the cushions under her blanket, stuffed with potstickers, pizza, and ice-cream, contentedly sipping her red wine and amazed by the fact that even over the distance separating them, Lena was still able to make Kara feel like the most loved person on the planet.

She fumbled for her phone on the coffee table and snapped a quick picture of the empty cartons and containers atop to send it to Lena, captioning it.

Kara Danvers: Dinner was lovely, thank you. I love you, Lena Luthor.

The blonde did not have to wait long for a reply.

Lena Luthor: I love you too, Kara Danvers. Forever.

Kara Danvers: "Forever."

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"And miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold ground and I pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms."

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A/N 2: Thanks for reading. The quotes in the beginning and the end are taken from the song Set the Fire to the Third Bar by Snow Patrol.

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Until next time, my lovelies.