Author's Note: Hi. I hope you're having a nice day, and if not I hope this story makes it better. It is about Supergirl being kidnapped by Lillian Luthor, and when Lena sees the terrible torture she has been put through, she offers to trade places with Supergirl. Enjoy!

Lena Luthor stepped away from her extremely short break on the balcony, sighing. She was beyond the point of frustration with a new device she was attempting, and currently failing, to build. Then again, maybe she should have known better than to create a better, nanotech suit for Supergirl.

Kara Danvers thought she hid her secret well, when in reality, she was terrible at keeping the small fact that she was Supergirl from Lena. Lena was hurt at first, but then she thought about the ramifications of Kara's decision and realized Kara was probably just tryung to protect her friend.

Then, after the hurt, came the realization that being Supergirl put Kara in a tremendous amount of danger. Images had started to flash through Lena's brilliant mind. Terrible images. Kara being hurt. Kara in pain. Kara ... dying. Hence the need to create a new suit.

The suit would be made out of nanites, incredibly small and able to compress much like the Flash's suit. The nanites would be hooked up to an AI, which whould read Kara's brainwaves and then direct the nanites what to do from there. All Kara had to do was was think a word and the nanites would create whatever she needed, wheter it be a mask, gloves, or different colors, effectively being camouflage and armour. The suit would also store kinetic energy when Kara was hit, so impacts wouldn't be as harmful. The AI would also provide an HUD (Heads Up Display) for Kara to communicate more efficiently with the DEO.

So far Lena was having trouble creating an AI program strong enough to read Supergirl's brainwaves to the specificity she needed, and her brain gelt like it was dying. She decided to do what everyone did when they were stressed and overworked: Call a friend.

"Kara! Thanks for meeting me at Noonan's at such a late notice," spoke Lena. She stood up and hugged Kara as soon as she reached their usual table.

"Of course! How could I pass up good food and company?" Kara exclaimed as she sat down.

"Well, I personally try to give up neither when possible, so I wouldn't know," joked Lena.

They bantered back and forth for a little while, then ordered their drinks and food. When Lena's salad and Kara's large pizza arrived, Lena decided to ask her friend ehat she thought about the idea of creating a suit for Supergirl. She knew that Kara would have some good ideas on the AI situation, and she liked to always remind Kara that Lena was friends with both of her amazing personalities, so hopefully she wouldn't always feel a need to conceal her secret from Lena.

"So, Kara," started Lena. Kara's head snapped up from inhaling her pizza. "I'm trying to create a new suit for Supergirl, and I was having some trouble. Mind if I show you and ask for some help?"

Kara had started to turn red at the mention of her alter-ego. "Su-sure. I would love to help. Anything for you and Supergirl!" she stuttered.

"Mmhmm. Thanks," replied Lena, Kara's hesitation not lost on her.

Kara's phone rang, startling both of the women. Kara dug through her purse to find it.

"Ah, sorry, Lena. This is CatCo, I have to get back to work. This has been very fun, though. If you still want me to, after work at around five o'clock I can stop by your office and check out the suit," offered Kara.

"That sounds lovely, Kara," smiled Lena as she laid down her credit card on the table.

Kara grabbed her bag, hugged Lena, and started to walk out. She turned around, last-minute, and called to Lena, "One of these days, Lena, you're going to let me pay!"

Lena smiled and laughed at her friend, then sighed as soon as she was out the door.

It was ten at night and Kara still hadn't showed up at L-Corp. Lena was getting worried now. She had tried calling Kara twice, texted her multiple times, and had, as a last resort, even called James. James had said that Kara had been excited to leave; she kept talking about going home to put her work stuff away to go see Lena.

Well, at least that means she made it to her loft. Maybe she forgot? That would be so unlike Kara, though. Lena resolved to go check on Kara at her loft, just in case her feeling of unease checked out.

She picked up her cell phone to make one last call. "Jesse? Yes, I'm done for the night. Can you call the car? I need to check on a friend."

The car came, and Lena walked out of her building with a false sense of confidence, hoping the shiver down her spine was due to the slight wind.

As soon as the driver opened her door, she dropped all pretenses about being the cool, calm, collected CEO that she usually was, and ran, despite her heels, into the complex. She reached Kara's door. Her heart stopped. It was slightly ajar, and the home was dark. Lena gently pushed the door open and stepped inside. She felt her breath catch in her throat when she saw the broken window. Then, for the first time in months, Lena Luthor felt a tear trickle down her face as she spotted blood and, impossibly, kryptonite, on Kara'd carpeting. She knelt, praying her eyes were misleading her. "Kara?" she whispered into a dark, empty abyss. No answer. Kara was gone and injured.