Powerless

"Hello, earth to Kara,"

Kara jerked to attention. "Wha-?"

Alex rolled her eyes. "What were you daydreaming about this time, sis?"

Kara shrugged. "Doesn't matter,"

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Does too, The Crinkle proves it."

"Ugh," Kara rubbed the area between her eyebrows. "Darn crinkle."

"So, spill, what's up?" Alex sat next to the blonde, holding out a carton of ice cream.

Kara took the container and stabbed her spoon into the creamy mass. "Just thinking about that woman."

Alex nodded. "The one on tv last year?"

"Yeah."

Alex nodded again.

Last year, about 200 miles away in Central City, aliens had attacked. While Alex and her sister were all too familiar with Central City's hero, The Flash, and Star City's Green Arrow, and the other heroes who joined forces to save the planet, there was one hero they didn't recognize.

A woman.

A woman who looked a lot like Kara. Like, a lot like her.

This blonde look-alike had been wearing a super suit, one that neither sister had ever seen. A large S on her chest and a flowing red cape.

So far, all Google searches had come up empty.

"Maybe it's you," Alex teased.

"Alex…" Kara whined. "You know it wasn't. I was trying to do that stupid essay."

Alex smirked. "More like you were drooling all over it."

Kara pouted.

"So have you been saved by The Flash yet?"

"No," Kara groaned. "Just because I'm living here now doesn't mean I'm going to be saved by The Flash."

Alex laughed. "I'm gonna bet the majority of the city has been saved by The Flash in one way or another."

Kara shook her head. "Whatever." She approached a tall building. "Okay, I'll call you after the interview."

"Okay, good luck, sis."

"Thanks."

Kara pushed open the door, immediately taking in the bustling workspace.

"How can I help you?" The woman at the front desk asked.

"Um, I'm here for an interview with Mr. Evans." Kara reached up to adjust her glasses only to remember that she'd put in contacts that morning.

"Name?" The woman tapped away on her computer, eyes scanning the screen.

"Kara Danvers."

"Ah, yes. Mr. Evans' eleven twenty."

"Yeah, that's me."

"Well, if you'll just take a seat I'll have someone come and get you. This building is a maze even after you've been working here for twenty years." The woman smiled kindly.

"Thank you," Kara turned and found a chair hear the window. The minutes seemed to drag by.

"Kara?"

Kara startled, her head jerking to the source of the voice.

A lovely dark haired woman stood in front of her.

"Yes," Kara stood up and held out her hand. "Yeah, that's, uh, that's me."

The woman frowned. "Kara? Kara Danvers?"

Kara's eyebrows drew tighter slightly. "...Yes?"

"It's-it's nice to meet you," The woman shook her hand hesitantly. "I'm Iris. West, Iris West."

Kara nodded. She fidgeted under Iris' intense gaze, again reaching up to adjust her glasses that weren't really there.

"Well, uh, follow me," Iris gestured for the blonde to follow.

"Yeah," Kara stumbled after the woman, wondering what was going through the other's thoughts.

"Wait, what?" Barry asked.

"It was her," Iris repeated. "But not her. No glasses, hair down, and as far as I could tell, no powers. Not that she'd necessarily go around parading them."

"Wow," Barry rubbed the back of his neck. "I never thought about meeting Kara's doppelgänger."

"Yeah," Iris agreed.

"Same name too," Caitlin added. "Makes me wonder if all our doppelgängers share our same name or if some of them have different names."

"Yeah," Cisco nodded. "And what about our jobs, huh? Barry could be a school janitor somewhere."

"Ha ha," Barry muttered. "How did her interview go?"

Iris blinked at the sudden change in conversation. "Uh, I don't really know. I mean, it seemed alright. She didn't show her hand coming out. You know, her Earth-1 counterpart might have a few differences than her Earth-38 self but they sure do share a lot of the same characteristics."

"Like what?" Barry asked.

"Same awkwardness, same charm, same amount of grace while being a complete klutz at the same time. I think she might have glasses too, she kept reaching up to adjust them but she wasn't wearing any."

"Maybe she is a superhero and her suit includes glasses," Cisco joked.

"Maybe," Barry looked thoughtful. "Maybe."

"Kara," Iris opened the door with a smile.

The blonde grinned and brought the other woman in for a hug; another similarity with Earth-38 Kara, they were both tactile beings.

"Hey," Barry walked toward the two.

Kara pulled away from Iris. "Hi! You must be Barry, right?"

"Yep," Barry gladly shook Kara's hand. "Iris has told me a lot about you."

"All good things, I hope," Kara blushed.

"The best," Iris confirmed, happily threading her arm through Kara's. "Come on, dinner's just about ready and this one over here," (She jabbed a thumb in Barry's direction,) "can get pretty hangry."

"Hey!" Barry complained.

Kara laughed, throwing her head back slightly, and allowed herself to be led to the kitchen.

"So," Barry said as they washed up. "Iris tells me you're from Grove City."

"Yeah," Kara nodded.

"How does Central City compare?"

The blonde shrugged. "It's pretty okay."

"Only 'pretty okay'?" Barry teased.

"Well," Kara's face was completely serious. "Central City doesn't have a chance when it comes to Papa Grove's famous doughnuts."

Barry laughed. It was definitely something Kara Supergirl Danvers would say.