I started this fic before chapter 2x05. And it's quite timely, because with Lena's adoptive mother, what my baby needs most is a bit of real love.
First Act
Where Lena Luthor is a normal business woman with normal problems, like a homicidal family and strange dreams.
Lena dreams of a room where the sun comes through a large window. Everything looks huge, and that's why she comes to the conclusion that she must be small. The walls are light wood, giving off their smell of the forest. Lena likes the smell.
It's hot, Lena is awake, and she's bored. When's mom coming? Lena shakes a fist in the air, annoyed. She hears a noise like a cry. The cry is hers.
The door opens and a woman enters, half asleep, tripping over one of the toys on the floor. She does not fall, but momentarily loses her balance. She mutters a word in a language Lena does not know and approaches the crib.
"Ishtar, Lena. You could have waited another hour to wake up."
The woman lifts Lena up in her arms, watching her closely. Lena also looks closely at her. She is totally beautiful; her face is full of sleep, and her abundant red-orange hair is completely disheveled. She has bright green eyes, reflecting different colors as the light changes.
"Well, well, you don't need a diaper change and it's not time to eat yet. What's wrong?"
Lena twists awkwardly in the heat.
"Are you hot?" The red-haired woman looks at her in disbelief. "It's a relief that you were not born in Bana-Mighdall, then. This is a picnic in comparison." Then the woman smiles. "Well, with a bath, the heat will go away."
It's been forty minutes and Lena is splashing in a small tub. The heat is gone, and she plays happily with the water bubbles.
"Lena, stay still. If you keep moving, you'll get soap in your eyes. And it's me who will have to deal with Diana later."
The door to the room opens. Lena laughs, feeling happy to see the person standing there. Diana smiles with love and approaches her wife and daughter. She kisses Artemis on the lips, and the baby on her forehead.
"How is my sun and stars this morning?"
"Well, my wrists still hurt. We should stop using your lasso and replace it with something less painful, Diana. "
"Artemis, I was talking to Lena."
"Lena doesn't use your lasso, she doesn't even know how to walk yet. And very soon I will not be able to walk if you continue using your lasso as you used it last night. "
"Missy!"
"What? Now what?"
"Not in front of Lena!"
"Come on, Di. She's a year old, not thirty. She doesn't understand what we're talking about. "
Diana rolled her eyes and shook her head. Her index finger caressed the baby's cheek. "Who's to say she doesn't understand? After all, as our daughter, I would not be surprised."
Lena Luthor
3:31 AM
Lena awoke in the moonlight.
She woke in silence, not quite sure what she had dreamt. She only remembered a few blurry things about the dream, but the feeling of cold water on her skin persisted, as if she had just stepped out of the shower. She could also feel the lips of the brunette woman (who was she?) on her cheek, like a ghost escaping of a dream.
I should stop working late, it makes me dream crazy things, thought Lena. Even though it was a nice dream.
In the moonlight, Lena could see the outline of Kara's naked body, sleeping on her stomach, her dark blond hair messy. One of her arms was around Lena's waist, her hand very close to her intimate area. Lena moved her leg a little. I still can feel her inside me.
As succulent as the sight of Kara's back was, Lena knew she had to go back to sleep.
Perhaps what makes me have strange dreams is to make love with an alien that could break me in two.
Lena inhaled into Kara's hair and went back to sleep.
Kara Zor-El
7:07 AM
Kara Zor-El Danvers woke up to the sound of her cellphone, the sound blaring in her ear as if it were a kryptonite hammer.
Oh, Rao. What time is it?
Opening her eyes quickly, much to her displeasure, she staggered to her cellphone. Unfortunately, it was no easy task, for her senses were a little disturbed, perhaps a result of the heavy night she had just had. Three robberies, two fires, one bomb threat, four automobile accidents... This city wasn't that dangerous when I wasn't Supergirl. She could hear her phone, its sound bounced off the walls.
"Lena, wake up."
"Mmmmhhmm."
"Honey, where are my pants?"
"I don't know." Lena mumbled into her pillow, eyes still closed
"What do you mean you don't know? You took them from me last night!"
"Couch?"
Kara went to the living room, where she found her pants next to her girlfriend's favorite red blouse, haphazardly thrown on the floor. She picked up her cellphone. It was Snapper.
"Mr Carr?... It's 7:10, it's not late... What happened?... What?... No, you don't have to repeat yourself, Sir, I got it... I'll be th..."
Kara didn't need to finish her sentence because her boss had hung up the phone. Seriously, this man makes Cat look like an angel.
Kara Danvers
7:15 AM
Kara gave up on preparing a coffee, and instead drank five glasses of yogurt and four bars of cereal. It was not much, but it would kill her hunger for now. Snapper sounded pretty impatient on the phone. Whatever it was, it was important. Kara entered her bedroom again. Lena was dozing with her hand over her eyes.
"Lena, honey, I'm going to work early." Kara bent to grab her glasses from the bedside table.
"Don't forget to wear clothes, Puppy."
Kara looked down; she was still naked. "Oh..."
In four seconds, the heroine was dressed again. Kara was surprised it had taken so long. I'll need a coffee on the way. She approached the bed again, drinking in the image of the beautiful brunette there, partially covered by a thin white sheet.
"Kara, you have to go," said said without opening her eyes.
"I could watch you all day."
"You don't have all day, Puppy."
"Right... what a pity."
Kara leaned down to kiss Lena's forehead, then her closed eye, then her chin, then her left nipple...
"Kara..."
"Okay, I'm leaving. I love you."
"I love you too."
Kara left with her super speed. Lena slept for twenty more minutes. She didn't think about her dream again all morning.
Diana of Themyscira
A week ago
Diana of Themyscira was almost two thousand five hundred years old. The years had long since ceased to mean anything to her. However, the last thirty years had seemed eternal.
After the death of her daughter, she had never felt the desire to leave the island. If it was not for her wife, she did not think she could bear Lena's absence. She still remembered every detail of her small face: her mischievous smile, her black hair, her white skin, her plump cheeks, her green eyes (Artemis's eyes, eyes that I fell in love with twice).
Diana was sitting in the stands, watching Menalippe train playfully with a Bana-Mighdall warrior (Trigona? I always forget her name). The vision had a bittersweet tint. She could never teach Lena to use a sword.
Diana felt two strong arms embrace her from behind, and red hair tickling her cheek.
Artemis spent a long time without speaking, watching the battle with Diana.
"Are you alright?"
There was a pause. "...No, I'll never be fine on the anniversary of her death."
"I'm not fine either."
Silence. Artemis tightened her grip. Diana took her hand.
"Do you think she would have been a good warrior?"
"Absolutely not."
Diana looked at Artemis.
"Lena was... sweet, Diana, and intelligent. And not once did she show interest in learning to be a warrior. Instead, she liked to learn new things and these colored books." Artemis smiled without joy. "She reminded me of my little sister Alexa... surely... she would have been a devourer of books."
They did not speak for a long time, remembering.
"Let's get away from here."
Diana looked at her wife, surprise in her eyes.
"I never thought you'd say something like that. You, who are more Amazonian than any other."
"We're not happy here." Artemis looked at her, trying to hold her tongue and not be brusque with her wife. "We haven't been happy here for a long time, Diana. When I became immortal, it was so that we would never be apart. But what good is that if we're not happy? And we're not happy here. I haven't seen you smile in fifteen years. We need to leave for a while." She took her hand. "Diana, put your outfit back on. Return to be Wonder Woman, to help the people of the man's world. I know you, and I know that's the only thing that can make you happy again. "
"And what about you? You hate man's world."
"I've had thirty years to change my mind." Artemis shrugged, smiling a little. "I am and I will always be an Amazon, just like you... But, love, maybe it's time I looked for some action myself. Break a couple of bones, like in the old days."
Diana smiled genuinely. Suddenly the day did not look so dark. The effect that Artemis had on her would never be extinguished.
"Agreed."
The redhead smiled, relieved.
"My mother will be furious, but yes. We will return to the man's world, Artemis. It has surely changed for the better. "
"And if not, well, they'll have Wonder Woman to show them the way."
The redhead's hands touched Diana's face. Diana never ceased to wonder how Artemis had matured in all the decades of knowing her. When she met her, the first time she had found Bana-Mighdall, she was a child filled with hatred and mistrust and pride. And today that insufferable girl was her wife, her reason to live every day after the death of their daughter.
Diana was almost two thousand five hundred years old. And she only really felt alive when she became Wonder Woman. And her wife knew it. And she loved her for that.
"I love you, Artemis."
"It's impossible not to, Diana."