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This was supposed to be a Supergirl x Cat fic about Kara being angry but now it's about Cat feeling insecure and getting drunk.

Rain pounded on the windows almost drowning out the sound of the news on a stormy Sunday night. Sunday and Monday were the only days Cat took off. Being Cat, that just meant she left the office an hour or two minutes earlier than usual. Carter was visiting a friend and Kara was supposed to be coming over. Not one time, not even once, had Kara been more than five minutes late to a date or even a walk through the park with Cat.

So of course, after hours, upon hours, upon hours, of waiting, Cat got worried. She called Kara's cell. Nothing. She called James. Nothing. Winn? Nothing. Alex? Nothing! Zip! Nada!

"Alright, to hell with it, I don't care if she knows I know she's Supergirl, I'm calling," Cat thought, using her direct 'superline' As Winn called it. No answer. Someone always answered the superline. It wasn't even Supergirl half the time. If it rang, someone would pick up. Usually a random DEO agent saying Supergirl was busy. NOTHING!

Cat felt a tightness in her throat. Kara could be hurt, she could be dead, she could be ghosting her. At the last thought, Cat almost fell to her knees in pain.

Could it be that Cat was such a horrible person to be with that Kara just left? Cat stood from the couch and stalked over to her liquor cabinet. She popped open a bottle of Vodka, her kryptonite.

Five minutes later she was drunk in front of the couch, bawling as Flynn from Tangled was stabbed by mother Gothel on the television.

As Rapunzel's hair began to glow, Cat's phone began to buzz violently. Suddenly she had 25 missed calls, three voice messages, and 52 text

One call from Unknown

One call from Winn,

One call from James,

One call from Alex,

Two calls from Carter,

19 calls from Kara.

She listened to one voicemail.

"Hey Cat, it's Kara, I'm sooooooo, sorry, I can't make it tonight just in case you haven't read all my text... there's a problem with my radiator and I have to stay home to make sure there's no problems with it, like fire! That's sounded way too enthusiastic, sorry, I love you and promise to make it up to you!

She listened to another.

"Hey mom! It's Carter, oh wait you have caller ID. Just called to let you know I'm fine, the cell towers are back online so you're probably going to get this and a lot of emails, I love you mum. Oh, and Kara came by to check on me in case you're worrying about her right now! Bye!"

And the last one.

"Hello Ms. Grant, it's Supergirl. Hopefully this message reaches you before the cell towers are shut down. Just called to tell you... the cell towers are being shut down. Stay in a safe place and stay calm. Goodbye."

Cat didn't bother read the 50 text from Kara and the other two from work. All she could do was drink down another shot of Vodka.

"Cat?" A voice called. It was distant and echoed in Cat's head. She did nothing as strong arms carried her to the bed. She snuggled into the warmth as a warm body laid next to her in bed and fell asleep.

Cat woke up with a massive hangover. Kryptonite indeed. She thought, rolling over in bed and coming face to face with Kara, still clad in her Supergirl suit.

"I take it you knew?" Cat groaned rubbing at her forehead.

"Yeah, I always thought you were too smart not to know," Kara whispered.

That's why Cat loved Kara. No one else knew she liked one more cream in her coffee than she would ask for. No one else would remember to close the blinds at three A.M. because vodka always gave Cat a headache. No one else cared enough speak quietly to her when she was hungover and that no medicine could fix it, but a strawberry kiwi smoothie, which Cat spotted on her nightstand, could.

Tears began to well Cat's eyes.

"You scared me Kara, you scared the shit outta me,"

"I'm not going anywhere."

"So... Tangled?"

"Oh, Shut up!"