Chapter 1: The Truth

"Are you still in love with her?" she asked. This question was followed by a long pause of uncertainty.

Was I? He questioned himself. He knew that working with Kara again had surely brought up his past (or still present) feelings for her. He wore her necklace for 7 straight years. He established the Legion in a way to honor everything she had done for him. It was evident that he never stopped feeling this way for her - that he never stopped loving her. He was held speechless by this question. On the outside, he was still trying to figure out whether or not he was still in love with Kara; while on the inside, every part of his body was screaming Kara's name.

"I don't know." He ended the silence. He was deluding nobody but himself with this phrase. Imra didn't need to read his mind to know that he was still in love with Kara. Discontinue loving her – that was impossible for Mon-El

"I haven't been completely honest with you." Imra interrupted. "I always knew there was a risk when Brainy and I planned this mission."

"What mission?" asked a puzzled Mon-El. Unknown to the truth, there was an aspect of confusion in his eyes.

"It's time for me to tell you the truth," she replied with a small pause, "about why we're really here."

Still perplexed, Mon-El inquired about what she actually meant by that statement. He furrowed his eyebrows in a bit of heat.

"What we told you about the mission, it was false. I planned this mission to get my sister back home, for which I broke the ship intentionally." She answered.

Mon-El took a step towards her and asked if she was telling the truth. It turned out that she was, for the first time after their arrival in the 21st century, indeed being honest. Mon-El was taken aback by the fact that he was deceived by his friends, whom he trusted.

"Are you for real?" he asked loudly yet gently.

"I know, Mon-El, I am sorry but we didn't tell you the truth." She sunk her head in her hands of guilt.

"Then why did you tell me that we were here to help Kara defeat Reign?!" he demanded an answer.

"Because we knew that you wouldn't allow us to visit in the past, unless," she hesitated to continue her sentence,

"Unless what? Unless it was about Kara?!" he infuriated.

"Yes!" she argued, "That is exactly why we didn't tell you the truth, Mon-El."

"Well, what am I supposed to do now, huh? Just sit here and watch you people betray me even more?!" he enraged. "It's like I don't even know you anymore. Why did you lie to me?" he softened.

"We had no other choice." She replied.

"No! YOU had no other choice! How could you do something so selfish and still find a way to blame me for it?" he corrected her with rage.

"Oh, sir!" she exclaimed, "You only approved of this mission because of Kara, not because of Reign."

"YES, I DID!" he announced tempestuously. "And yes, I'm still in love with her." The truth was finally out. The thing that he'd been holding back for a long time was finally declared.

Imra grew in realization. She knew it from the very beginning – long before they returned to the past. "I knew it," she said, "I fathomed that you could never love me."

"No, that's not true," he said gently.

"Yes, it is." She replied with confidence, "You love me but you're not in love with me, but you are with Kara." Mon-El furrowed his eyebrows. "I've seen the way you look at her. It's nothing I've seen in your eyes ever before. Whenever you're around her, you're just so much happier. I've never seen you so jubilant."

Mon-El had no evidence that could prove the contradictory of that statement. She was right; and he knew it. He walked round the corner to leave the ship.

"Where are you going?" she asked as she saw him leave.

"Anywhere. I can't stand here and watch you betray me more." He replied as he walked out the door. As much as he felt deceived, which was by his own friends, he also didn't want to stay there after what she said. He was afraid that he would speak something which he would regret greatly afterward. So the only sane way that remained was to storm out of the moment.