A/N: I cried during the Season 3 Finale (usually never happens in SG, they usually bring a smile to my face), am I the only one? Anyway, this was conceived because I want to be a doctor. And who better to embody the "Do no harm" than a superhero, the especially one who can see the bones, muscles and veins with her naked eye.

She lifted up the heavy box with ease and shoved it inside the trunk, "That's about it," she commented as she slammed down the back door.

The younger woman who was loading the car turned around to look at the older woman standing nearby. "Look at you now, all grown up and moving out already," the older woman mused.

"Not yet, I'm sleeping in Alex's spare bedroom. I doubt that still counts as moving out."

"You're sharing the rent with her, that counts. Anyway, drive safely, call me when you see Alex, and most of all, relax. The doctors overseeing your interview won't have Kryptonite, you'll be fine, you're not the first MD in the family after all."

"I will, but I'll miss your cooking the most. A three-week-break after graduating medical school, and I'm already spoiled," she smiled.

"Then visit more often, although I know the first year of residency is always a tough transition."

"I'll see you at Thanksgiving," she replied as they hugged. The younger woman climbed into the car. She opened the window and waved while driving down the driveway and drove out of sight.

Midvale was a modest sized town of around twenty thousand, an hour's drive north of downtown National City (NC), and was considered by many as a suburb of NC. It was usually more crowded in the summertime as many people took advantage of the sunny California weather and Midvale's stunning beaches. It was a nice place to grow up in. And she would miss it dearly, but the city and its opportunities awaited her.

She wove through the streets of the small town and arrived at the junction with the highway. The highway was a scenic route by the coast. The sun shone brightly as usual, the light made the sea shimmer as the waves lapped against the bottom of the cliffs many feet down.

It was the end of July, the roads were void of people, as many had either already arrived at their vacation destinations, or had decided to stay home. Her car passed the expressway smoothly without any congestion, it was overall, a smooth, relaxing drive.

But it was too early to come to conclusions. By the time she arrived within the borders of what was considered downtown National City, it was rush hour. Apparently, staying behind to eat that last slice of pie would be the cause, even though Eliza had given her a whole extra one to take with her to enjoy later. It was then she knew why Alex had chosen a motorbike, it was easier to weave through the traffic when she was in a hurry, and Alex Danvers was not famous for being a patient person.

So, stopping at various red lights and looked around her, the surroundings were drastically different. As a child, she only went out to National City every once every few weeks; and she had gone to college and med school in Los Angeles, and thus wasn't that familiar with the city. Google Maps was a godsend, and she arrived at Alex's apartment a fifteen minutes after five.

As she parked her car by the curb, in front of the familiar apartment building, she picked up her phone and hit a 2 on her speed dial, "Hey, Alex I'm downstairs now."

She heard the clinking of keys and the door open, and footsteps. Minutes later, a young woman with auburn hair just past her shoulders walked through a pair of double glass doors, and headed over to the driver's window of the parked car.

She knocked on the glass, and the blonde driver opened the door and stepped out. She wrapped the brunette in a tight embrace, "Air, Kara, air."

"I'm so sorry," she rambled as she released Alex from the hug, "I'm just so glad to see you! We haven't had a sister might in ages!"

Alex laughed, "I'm glad to see you too, now let me lead you down to the parking, there's enough space for both your car and my bike," she got into the passenger seat as the the car drove into the basement parking lot.

Kara followed Alex's directions and drove over to the parking space, where Alex got out and drove her bike to the empty space right next to it. Kara parked the car and they went over to the trunk, where they (mostly Kara) unloaded the few boxes she had from the car and piled them inside the elevator lobby, where they waited. They pushed the boxes inside the elevator, and pushed the button to the twentieth floor, and while Alex held the door, Kara pushed the boxes out, and in front of unit 20A. Alex unlocked the door and the two of them entered the apartment.

"Seriously, Alex, how can you afford this place? There's this amazing view with a balcony," Kara waved her arms at the floor to ceiling window on the opposite side of the room. The room was a living-dining room with a clean and modern, yet still homey decor type. It suited its owner.

"My job pays double yours, it also has less working hours," Alex deadpanned.

"Yeesh, way to rub that in," Kara muttered, rubbing her arm to make a point.

They brought the boxes inside the apartment and left it in the living room as Alex led Kara as a tour of the apartment, "This is the kitchen, the two doors inside, one leads to the washer and dryer, the other's the pantry." Then they went down the hallway where Alex pointed at the four doors, "Study, powder room, my room, across the hall's yours."

"Thanks," she opened the door to reveal a bed without the sheets and pillowcases. There was again, a ceiling to floor window, a closet to one side, and a door leading to an en-suite. The blonde fired up her powers, and started unpacking her belongings, within minutes she was done. Her clothes were hung in the closet, put in folded piles in her drawer, and her bed was made. In the bathroom, her toothbrush was in a cup by the sink and her toiletries were placed nearly on the shelf in the shower.

Then she dashed out, grabbing the vacuum from the storage room, and started clearing the mess she made while unpacking, and ended up doing a full deep clean of the entire apartment. She put everything away and walked out into the living room, and Alex sat on one of the sofas, glaring at her with a pointed look, the television forgotten in the background. "The place hasn't been this clean in months," she remarked.

"I'm a doctor, if it were up to me, this place would be as sterile as an OR, but I also like the windows open, ventilation is good for preventing airborne diseases. Compromises have to be made," Kara replied with a smile, sitting beside the woman she was proud to call her sister.

They wrapped their arms around each other and turned to the television, which was tuned into a musical that both of them liked.

The next day, she woke up early at five, and did her usual multitasking morning routine. That included brushing her teeth, then sprinting to the kitchen to prepare and have her breakfast, then returning to her room to pick out her clothes and then taking a shower.

She walked out of the steamy bathroom and dressed herself in the black skirt suit and plain white blouse, donning no jewelry except her mother's necklace, and a pair of simple silver earrings. Slipping on a pair of black heels, she grabbed her bag, and her chain of keys by the door, she strode out the apartment, head held high. Today was going to be a good day, she was sure of that.