Author's Notes: I'm new to shipping Supercat but I really love it.

Cat groaned before she tipped her head back and worked the kinks out of her neck. She has been hunched over her laptop for hours now and it seemed like there was more to come since the budget still wasn't finished.

'Kiera!'

The CFO has laid it out in a format that she can just leaf over but Cat insists on checking everything. She wanted to see how her money was being spent and how much she will gain. Every little detail was important. Her mousey assistant came in and stood in front of her, slightly twitching.

'Yes, Ms. Grant?'

'You always look like you did something wrong when you face me. Did you?' Cat noticed that Kara swallowed and she pulled off her cat eye prescription glasses. 'What?'

Kara shoulder's jumped. 'Nothing, nothing, just-'

'Where's the Marketing Budget?'

'Oh. I have it right here.' She approached the glass table and pulled a folder from under her arms. 'Here you go.'

Cat took it and immediately checked the document inside. 'Is this balanced?'

'Of course.'

She sat down and dropped it in front of her open computer. 'Did you email this to me?'

'Yes, I did. I also emailed you PR and IT's budget plus the sheet breakdown.'

Cat was laser focused as she went through the numbers. With her fountain pen, she circled the ending number and it seemed kind of high and with not much savings. If she doesn't approve this, the department will go back to the drawing board and further delay their break dates. She can't however, approve people to burn her money without the appropriate return so she slid her pen to form a cross at the bottom of the page. She opened Kara's email and tinkered on the spread sheets and that prove it, there really was very little savings.

'Send this back to Marketing, tell them that they need to increase their savings by 10% or they will all be fired.' Cat closed the folder and handed it Kara, who was still writing what she just said. She rolled her eyes before her arm dropped limply as with the papers. 'By all means, move at a glacial pace. You know how that thrills me.'

Kara finally finished scribbling and chuckled nervously. 'Heh. Devil Wears Prada. I uhm, I love that film.'

Her green eyes seared through the assistant. 'Do you now?' She said slowly and with every bit of weight that she can put in.

'I just-' She ducked and very slowly reached for the scattered documents. They got too close and Kara was sure that she's stopped breathing. Her boss not speaking has been proven to be very dangerous. After gathering everything, she straightened her stance and nodded. 'They're all out for the day but I- I will do that.' She snapped and chuckled adorably. 'Yeah. I'm gonna-'

'Go.' Kara nodded and Cat crossed her arms. She watched her assistant scamper away and only sat down when she was no longer visible. She took a moment to sigh and gave in to the urge of massaging her temples. It was her personal preference but it still grazed her nerves just how much people are afraid of her, especially Kara. 'Whatever.' She went back to the email and checked IT's next.

It took her almost 10 minutes before the document made sense. Someone needs to pay for her time wasted. 'Kiera!' She screamed a little more angrily.

'Yes, Ms. Grant?'

Her eyes zeroed in on Kira's bag. 'Why are you with bag already?'

The fair complexion further paled. 'Ms. Grant, I need to leave early.' Early she says even though it was already an hour past her off time.

Cat posed and laid her hands on her thin waist. 'We're not finished.'

'I know but you didn't approve Marketing's, meaning we wouldn't finish tonight even if we wanted to. I just...' She held on to the strap of the bag tighter. 'I need to go early since I have a date.'

Her interest was piqued. 'A date?'

'Yeah. It was another online thing. He seems nice.'

As soon as Kara said 'online', her interest dropped. 'Seriously, Kiera, that's just sad. You more than anyone should know that the guys you meet online are either registered sexual offenders or gamers. Neither you'd want to bring home to your family.'

'Ouch.' Kara whispered. 'That's- I've known him for a while. He's neither. He actually looks great and sounds great on paper. I just said online cause he lives in New York and that's why we haven't met but-' She shook her curls and tried to smile.

'Fine. You may go, Kiera.' Her glossy nude lips were pursed before she spoke. 'Please take care of yourself, alright?'

Kara smiled. It was a rarity that her boss shows any care for her and she cherished those rare moments. 'Thank you, Ms. Grant. I will.' Cat put her glasses back on and Kara was out of her office.

She quickly went to the bathroom and into a cubicle. The reason that her bag was big was her outfit was in it. Budget week has always been the last week of the year and she knew better than to meet a guy in her work clothes. She shed said work clothes and wore a tight blue dress. It was close to the blue that she usually wears as Supergirl but since it was already night, Kara figured no one would notice. The dress was a little more scandalous than she's used to but Kara was feeling a little adventurous. This guy was something else and Kara was hopeful. Maybe this would turn out into a relationship.

She walked out of the cubicle and checked her face. It was free of makeup and a bit pale. In the dim lighting of a bar, she would probably look like a ghost so Kara pulled out the makeup kit that she borrowed from Alex. The closest she's ever come to make up was just cleaning her face since she naturally had glowing skin. Another alien perk. After swiping on blush and putting on lipstick, she pouted her lips and saw the difference.

'I look good.' Kara twisted to look at her behind and blushed. It looked particularly plump.

One last thing she had to do was put on a high pair of heels. For someone who's the epitome of grace, she was somewhat clumsy. That's the reason why she wears flats all the time, aside from all the running required to do her job. This was also Alex' and they fought a little when Kara asked since this was her sister's favorite pair. The heels added three inches to her 5'7 frame and made her feel like a model.

'I hope I don't fall.' Her things were gathered and she went back up to her floor to leave her things on the table. She might not have been from this planet but Kara knew that nothing said crazy than bringing an overnight bag to a date. The elevator swooshed open and she walked the hallway to her desk slowly. It took some getting used to but she only wobbled once.

She couldn't have been gone for more than 30 minutes but her table was filled with papers again for her boss to sign. Kara suspected that some kind of magic was going on because every time she takes her eye off of the table, the number of things for signature doubles. Better to give this now than in the morning. She deposited the bag underneath her desk before everything on her table was gathered in a folder named 'For your signature.'

'Miss Grant, I'm sorry, you need to sign this-'

'Kiera?' Cat's eyes fell on the stunning creature in front of her. The media mogul was aware that her assistant was beautiful. It was one of the reasons why she hired her aside from her heavy resume but the one that was standing in front of her looked like a completely different person. She pushed her glasses further in her face with the center bridge.

'Miss Grant?' Cat eyed her from head to toe and it made her feel uncomfortable. She showed the folder she was holding instead, to introduce another point of interest.

'Kiera, you look... beautiful.' Cat whispered the last word, still not believing what she was seeing. 'You look...'

Kara heard it of course and had to blush. 'Thank you. Uh, these are for you to sign.'

Cat took the folder without taking her eyes off her. 'Now, why can't you dress like this every day and finally stop the grandma clothes Olympics with Wink?'

The insult went a little easier since Cat was still blatantly staring at her. 'Not really my style, Miss Grant. Tonight is just special.'

'Is that so?' She took a last look, this time, focused on her assistant's breasts and opened the folder. More senseless documents that weren't worth her time.

'Yes. Anyway, I'm gonna just go. Have a good night.'

Kara left before she can say anything and for the minute that the figure had it's back to her, the green eyes were glued to the great ass. 'Now, why haven't I noticed that before?'

[x]

It was already 9:00 and Cat just finished looking over every single document of the budgets. PR department's failed as well since the spend versus project was just absolutely ridiculous. The fancy departments as the people in the office like to say was a little heavy handed with spending and Cat planned to curve this behavior. She opened a meeting pop up message and found that she couldn't understand any buttons on it. There was an email a week ago that IT would over haul their email applications but of course, Cat couldn't really bother. She can easily scream for her assistant and have her do it.

Her fingers tapped on the clean phone screen, contemplating if she should call Kiera. After a good 15 seconds, she dialed. Middle of the date or already at the guy's home, she didn't care. Being a CEO is not an 8-5 job and applies to her assistant as well. It took a couple of rings, four more than usual before the call was answered.

'Miss Grant?'

The voice came very somberly but she chose to ignore it. 'Kiera, please set up a meeting with Marketing, PR, and the CFO. I need to talk to them about their budgets. Do it now so they can't tell me tomorrow that they weren't able to check their phone.' The usual answer of 'Yes, Ms. Grant' was missing and silence was her answer for a couple moments. 'Kiera, are you at the guy's hotel room already?'

'No... No. Of course not. Why would even ask me that?'

Now, hurt rang loudly and Cat felt a little bad about being inappropriate. 'I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that. Is something wrong?' Her assistant sniffed and it intrigued/alarmed her but she wouldn't admit to the latter.

'I'm fine-it's-'

'Kiera, what's wrong?'

'He didn't come.'

Cat stopped her typing and leaned back in her high back chair. 'Oh.'

'I'll send an email right now. Good night.'

'Wait.' Cat cringed. What was on her mind seemed ridiculous but the word already slipped out of her. Speaking is one of her most prized possessions and yet she failed to stop herself from doing something stupid.

'Yes, Ms. Grant?'

'Where are you right now?'

'I'm at the King Cole Bar.'

Cat shut her laptop and put on her heels. Her body has decided and went against what her mind was screaming. 'They have good wine.'

'Well, I wouldn't know cause water is the only thing I can afford right now.'

She smirked. The sunshine-y personality of her assistant finally deflated and it was refreshing to hear her being dry and sarcastic. 'Wait for me.'

'Wait for y-Ms. Grant?'

'Sit tight. I'm coming.'