Another Kara and Clark story, I hope you like what I did here as I had a completely different plan for this originally but it wound up being more angst.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl.
Kara dodges a swing from Cyborg Superman, he'd put enough into it that it sent him off balance and punches through a construction retaining wall. Looking up at Superman above her he's using his cool breath to put out the nearest building fire, she looks around and spots Lillian stepping out of a truck with a large gun case, "now what?" she mutters.
The last thing she expected 30 minutes ago was to get a text from Clark that Lillian and her Cyborg were in his city and that he was playing catch up with fires that the guy started. Kara wasted no time in taking to the sky to assist her cousin in the matter, what is Lillian doing in his city? I thought she had a vendetta against me… scratch that she hates Clark for putting Lex behind bars she quickly remembered.
When she got to the city she saw a few clouds of smoke that had turned white, to her relief the majority is buildings that were under construction, no one living in them but the debris was still a problem for onlookers. Clark warned her that the fires were coordinated, and then an explosion went off 10 blocks from them, leading them to an apartment building that was now on fire. Kara had just finished getting everyone out when a nearby building was set ablaze and Cyborg Superman jumped her from behind.
Walking towards Lillian she feels something yank her back from her cape and ducks as she turns around just in time to miss the Hank's fist, "you really don't give up, do you?" she asks and he grins menacingly.
"Your kind needs to leave our planet or go into the ground!" Hank stares at her as his eyes power up.
She tackles him into a nearby dumpster, the heat vision going straight into the sky and flashes past Clark. He spins around to see Kara get kicked off from trying to land an extra blow to Hank, he's about to charge off to assist her when he sees Lillian in unlocking a gun case.
He lands just behind Lillian, "I take it I have to put you behind bars as well?" Clark comments as she straightens her back and turns to him with a ball.
She used it once on Kara before disappearing months ago, "as you've seen… Superman," she says with distaste, "not even Supergirl could keep me locked up for long. You got my son and now I'm getting revenge on you," she tosses the ball towards him, he jumps but not fast enough. The sonic frequency hits him, he grips his head tightly but falls to his knees, turning red faced he starts to try and crawl away. Looking over her shoulder at him, "pathetic," she says while pulling out a gun and loads a large clip into it with a wicked grin on her face. "I was hoping you'd call your cousin… two birds… one stone."
Kara finally takes hold of Hank's leg, and spins around in a circle a few times before launching him high into the sky and shoots into the sky to make sure his present position isn't going to land him on someone. Smiling with relief when she sees he's headed for the ocean and no one is close she heads back down to see Clark on his knees and her gaze moves up to Lillian who has a large gun resting on her shoulder.
Taking off that instant to see the familiar orb in front of him, she uses her heat vision on it while on her way to Lillian, afraid she'll shoot before she picks her up to take her away from her cousin she lowers herself just enough to be in the path. She faintly hears a small burst when the sphere goes off and looks directly ahead of her at Lillian and takes off up to her to hear the discharge. Over a dozen pinpricks instantly turn into bursts of raging pain as small chunks of Kryptonite get lodged into her arms, torso and her abdomen. Her veins are instantly lit bright green, her eyes reacting to the intensity, she stops just short of Lillian to collapse, her body doing tense.
Clark watched Kara stop short, realizing something is very wrong he takes off while Lillian is transfixed on taking down his cousin and lands just behind her. He rips the gun off of her shoulder just as Kara collapsed and chucks it back into the truck she was using for transportation. No more Kryptonite to weaken him, he watches her spin around and glare at him before he signals for a set of officers to come and arrest her.
Once she is taken away he hurries to Kara's side, his eyes widening at all the Kryptonite, he bites his bottom lip as he thinks about the situation. "I can't take you back to your city, I'll bring you to my place," he says quietly and just hopes he can get her there fast enough before it starts to faze him too much.
Scooping her into his arms, he takes off to land quickly on his balcony, feeling the sting the longer he holds her and brings her to his couch. His eyes glance over all of the green glowing through her uniform. "I need to get something to grab them with, I'll be right back," Clark says and hurries off to his bathroom.
Kara grumbles, gritting her teeth, she would very much like to pull them out herself but there's too many in her arms to want to move much. "Kal…" her voice is strained, she closes her eyes as he comes back with a set of steel tweezers, in jeans and a white shirt and a steel bowl.
He looks over body at each glowing green and bites his bottom lip in frustration, "I will have to take off part of your outfit, and the green has gone under the blue of your uniform. I don't want to play a guessing game, where does your suit open?"
She purses her lips tightly and takes a slow deep breath, every breath hurting her lungs and stinging every nerve ending causing her to stay rigid. "Left shoulder… under… cape," she says through her teeth, he takes a glance to his window and pulls the curtains closed.
"Don't want anyone with a telescope to see either of us… but I still need some light," he grabs a lamp and pulls it over. He swallows as he moves closer to her, looking at the cape attachment on the left side he pulls it away and finds what she was talking about. Unlatching the material from itself, he takes a quick glance and sees a strap, he closes his eyes and finally pushes himself that her pain is something he needs to take care of more than worrying about seeing her in a bra.
Clark pulls the outfit away from her shoulder, watching the pieces of Kryptonite slip through the holes of the fabric he starts spotting the pieces that are deeper. He pulls them out one at a time, eating the clang as each one goes into the bowl, carefully tugging her sleeve off and taking out each piece. It takes him a little while to get them out of her arm and then he starts to tug away from her shoulder, he takes a deep breath as he has to pull out some nasty ones around her collar bone.
"We're getting there," Clark assures her, tugging the material away and staying objective as he pulls away from her bra, his eyes darting around to each glowing green shine. "Damn, how many did she put into you?" He now wishes he'd kept count of how many he has pulled out, going across to her other shoulder and tugging that sleeve down and removing every piece there.
The green veins slowly fading, but the last of them reaching up from her abdomen, he continues to pull the outfit down trying his best to not poke around the bra much. Getting the vibe that she is just as uncomfortable about this as he is, but he can't take her to the hospital and the long thing he wanted to do was try to fly her back to the DEO in National City. No telling how many times he would have to stop to take a moment due to the Kryptonite, and that would make the trip much longer, possibly an hour, at the risk of flying faster to the point that he could crash with her and make it worse. No, he has to do it himself.
He watches her stomach go up and down briefly, and recalls that her chest and abdomen would be the only parts moving and causing a distraction, she kept her arms pretty still and didn't say much of anything as he worked. In his mind, probably just waiting for it all to be over.
Taking the last piece out from her toned abs he places it into the bowl that looks like smashed green jell-o. He bites his bottom lip and gives her a glance over to be sure he's got it all, as of right now the sun has mostly gone down so she won't be getting any quick recovery from it all. It'll be a gradual healing through the night, as his eyes flicker over and see that all the cuts and holes are sealing up he finally takes in the fact that his once older cousin, now younger cousin, is lying on his couch in a bra, skirt and boots. He has no doubt he is blushing and Kara sees this, he stands up to take the bowl away, leaving it in a special bin that was designed for Kryptonite, after all his fights with Lex he'd learned to have his own things on hand after fights.
Kara had been watching him off and on, the more she watched the more she felt uncomfortable and trusted that he was doing his job. The less amount of time of having those stones beneath her skin the better and already she is feeling much better, no longer so strained, but at the end when waiting to hear from him to give her the go ahead, she watched his eyes. It wasn't creepy; it was just awkward, as though he'd just taken in the fact that she's no longer a teenager.
Sitting up Kara grabs up her suit and he returns back from putting the Kryptonite away and gives her a button up, "I uh… thought you might feel… you know, more comfortable. I know that girls can tie these tops to make them fit better, and with your suit… yeah," he says clearly getting more uncomfortable as he continues on. He knows she doesn't need the explanation but he continued to ramble on, in his mind trying to picture the bra as a bikini top so it wouldn't feel as weird. You're a friggen adult! Snap out of it! He hands the top to her and Kara pulls it on once the top part of her suit has been set down.
"Clark," Kara says and he turns to face her, his right hand on the back of his neck, "I know," she says it lightly as to try and not make a big deal of it.
"I-I know, I'm sorry, your my cousin and sudden when I took in… yeah," he feels like he is going to start rambling on even more again. "I'll just… oh are you hungry?" he heads for his kitchen to sift through the fridge, presently he is drawing a blank on everything he's had in the last few days. He stops again and turns to her, "I was afraid of how long it would take to get you to the DEO, to have your normal doctors take care of you, put you under their solar lamps… how long I'd be able to fly you before the Kryptonite would drag me down. I knew I couldn't take you to the hospital… and I knew I had to get every single one out or risk you having one embedded and me panicking and searching and when it came to having to see you," he stops himself. "I'm sorry," he hangs his head unaware of the looks Kara is giving him and that she is ready to cut him off to tell him she knows or she understands and getting more frustrated about how he is thinking about it so much is unnerving her. "I just need to see it as the fact that I helped you and not seeing you-"
"Clark!" Kara turns on him, "I used to idolize you, when was a teenager I followed you in the news. But as I got older I wanted to be like you!" She points at his chest, "then Alex pointed out something I had a hard time accepting and I see it as clear as day."
Clark stares at her, wondering where this is going, not used to seeing this side of Kara.
"You dumped me off with the Danvers family to care for me, but did you come for my Birthday? Thanksgiving? Christmas? No, and that is what family does!" Kara takes a breath and Clark continues to watch and listen. "I get it," she looks a little defeated, "you had your own life, mid to late twenties when I came. But being I was the only blood relative you had I thought you'd try to reach out... but it wasn't until you came to National City that you asked me to tell you about our planet."
Kara sits down, "I was pumped, and I was finally spending time with the one person whom I looked up to since I was a teenager. I know you invited me to the Fortress of Solitude a few times but that was hard for me to actually go back to a piece of the world I once knew. The memories... but you hadn't put in an effort with anything else and that hurts."
She wants to fiddle with her glasses uncomfortably until she remembers they're not on her. "I know it is a two way street, but that is how I feel," she looks up at him, "that's why I felt like you looked at me the way you did. Personally we don't know each other, we didn't see one another grow into what each of us have become. We may be blood but for me we don't feel like family." She stands up and moves to the window to look out to the city, having a hard time looking at him.
Taking in what she just said, he has completely forgotten what he'd been rambling on about to realize what he has done with his relationship with Kara. Running his fingers through his hair he knows she is right, "I'm sorry," he looks at her, feeling deflated, he sighs and looks up at the now dark ceiling. "Your right… I'm sorry," he looks at the back of her and walks to her slowly, placing a hand onto her shoulder. "I know that," he sighs sadly, Kara finally turns to him to look him in the eye, "no matter how many times I say I'm sorry it won't make up for what I've done… as ladies at my work have told me 'girls need to say what is going on or they'll get mad that the man can't read her mind'. In this case I was oblivious," he gives her shoulder a light squeeze, "may I and Martha join you for Easter?"
A small smile tugs at the corner of her lip; she bows her head for a moment before giving him an encouraging smile. "I'd say it is a start… but first I need to eat."
Now I know this could have ended in another way, and not to be weird but the next chapter is the alternate ending to what some may have seen coming but I steered away from. Please tell me your thoughts!
-SLITH