A/N- So I recently came to the realization that I've like never written a story less than 1,000 words so now I'm determined. Here's a Supercorp one shot, lemme know what you think :)
Kara was on the edge of her seat, her hands were completely stray, but they itched to be called to action. The scream of the siren was quiet in her ear, the only sound that of the dispatcher over the radio relaying the most up to date information about the crash they were speeding toward.
When the ambulance pulled up on scene, Kara and her partner jumped out, bags in hand.
"I've got the red jeep!" Kara yelled, sprinting to the car. It was badly banged up and upon closer inspection she saw that the only occupant was the driver. A woman in her mid twenties, she was covered in blood but still conscious. Kara reached in, her training kicked in as she treated the woman quickly and efficiently. She had only sustained minor injuries and would be fine to wait going to the hospital.
"Kara, I need hands in here!" Her partner yelled from the other car. The blonde gave her patient a final once over before snapping off her gloves and moving on to help the rest of the victims.
Her partner spared her a glance and shook his head, "You've gotta strip. I can't have you cross contaminating this patient and your shirt is covered in blood."
Kara had half a mind to protest, but her partner was more senior and she knew time was of the essence. She pulled her now ruined uniform top over her head, thanked whatever higher power there was that she was wearing a sports bra, and snapped on a clean pair of gloves.
"He's bleeding out, we've gotta get him to the hospital now." Her partner said.
Kara nodded and they loaded him up on a stretcher and into the ambulance. While they worked, an additional ambulance pulled up on the scene to help and release Kara's ambulance. Her partner drove, and Kara rode in the back doing everything she could to stop the blood.
By the time they pulled into the ambulance bay, Kara was kneeling on the stretcher over her unconscious patient, practically elbow deep in the massive cut in his abdomen that resulted from his ejection from the car during the crash.
"What have we got?" The lead trauma surgeon asked as Kara's partner opened the backdoors so they could unload the patient.
"Car crash, he was ejected, massive abdominal bleeding-" her partner began listing off as other doctors stepped in, bringing the gurney out of the ambulance.
"Why is she shirtless and riding my patient?" The trauma surgeon asked.
Kara did her best to contain her grin. It was inappropriate, she was personally holding a man's artery shut so he wouldn't bleed to death. But she couldn't help herself, not when Lena Luthor M.D. was looking at her with that signature eyebrow cocked and a half smirk already in place, "Couldn't have any cross contamination now, could we?" Kara replied.
Lena rolled her eyes, "So you decided to strip?" The brunette was at the head of the gurney as two other doctors pushed it down the hall to the elevator. Everyone knew this was a case to go straight to an operating room- not stop in a trauma bay first.
"Well since you continue to reject my offers of dinner I figured this was the only way I would have a shot of you seeing me topless." Kara joked.
Lena laughed like she always did when flirting with Kara like this, "Oh really?"
"Yeah, I've gotta make sure I have all my assets on display." Kara winked, flexing her abs as much as possible in the circumstances.
"Trust me, I've certainly appreciated all of your assets." Lena let the word roll off her tongue easily. She raked a lecherous gaze up and down the blonde's body, her eyes shining with mischief.
"So what do you say, Doc? You, me, dinner, tonight?" Kara tried with a winning smile.
Lena bit her lip, mulling the question over.
"Come on Lee, if you don't say yes now she's going to start inventing medical emergencies when you're working just to see you!" The brunette woman pushing the gurney chided.
Lena let Kara sit in agony a second longer before cracking, "Alright. But I'm working the overnight shift today so we'll have to do breakfast."
"It's a date!" Kara smiled brightly.
They arrived at the operating room then, the doctors all began scrubbing in, "Now, kindly dismount my patient."