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Okay, so this story was written based from a request received from Lone-grey-koas-wolf. This is also the first time i have tried to write a proper polyamory interaction so please let me know if i got something wrong.

Maggie had heard other police officers recount the first time they were shot. The stories always followed the same lines, they could remember everything from just before it and after it in perfect detail but never the actual moment. Which was why she was confused about why she could vividly describe everything, the texture, the smell, the feel, the pain, oh god the pain, as the bullet ripped through her abdomen in slow-motion. She at least thought her saving grace from this all would be not knowing she was shot like in the movies but now she didn't even have that. She felt herself fall backwards impossibly slow as her mind turned to her loved ones. Would they forgive her if she died or would they hate her? She knew them too well to even consider the latter in any regard. They would forgive her, mourn her and eventually move on, maybe bring someone knew into the fold if that option became available. Of course it would become available, the world was too big and packed for it not to be she reprimanded herself. At least she had known love in her short, from her perspective, time here on earth. She actually felt warmth as the darkness overtook her.

Kara had been in her secret office typing away at an article that was due in a few days, it had been an abnormally slow day for both her personalities. There had been no alien attacks, fires, crashes or even, she shuddered at the memory, snakes stuck in trees for Supergirl to attend to and Kara Danvers was sure that CatCo had never been this quite. There was simply nothing happening that was news worthy and everyone felt on edge about it. This only happened before the storm came, the storm being whatever the latest catastrophe was. Last year it was Lena Luthor exposing herself as the Queen of a secret organisation called 'The Knights of Latruncularius', an ancient secret order whose sole purpose was, thank the stars, to further intelligence and compassion amongst all living things through only noble means. The year before that it had been Lillian Luthor once again trying to rid earth of all aliens after failing with the Medusa virus. But instead of the other shoe dropping in her job or her other super activities, it dropped in the form of a phone call, a nurse at a hospital near her home calling to inform her that her wife Maggie had been brought in from a gunshot wound.

Alex had dropped all her work on the floor the moment Kara called and told her Maggie had been shot, she didn't even register the vials breaking as she ran to her car to get to the hospital as fast as possible. She had made it there in record time, putting her fast amount of offensive driving skills to the test as she broke every road and vehicle law possible and evaded the police. When she got there Kara was waiting for her in front of the building. She felt panic and bile rise in her throat as she moved to the blonde, practically throwing herself into those long strong arms as she felt the need to cry. The comfort she received from her blonde wife through the simple hug and the small delicate kisses to her head almost immediately calmed her, only panic and grief from her as of late abnormal emotions remaining behind.

"Is she alive?" Alex choked out, that one question's answer would determine everything else. Her emotions, their lives forward, the little one she had been carrying for a few weeks now that she still had to tell her wives about. Alex found herself already regretting that she hadn't said anything earlier to them but she wanted to be sure before getting their hopes up and now Maggie may never even now she was going to be a mother along with her two wives.

"Yes, Alex." Kara held her wife and one half of her heart that little bit tighter as she rubbed comforting circles on her back, trying desperately to curb the emotional tidal wave that seemingly followed the short brunette around for weeks now without reason.

"Can we go see her?"

"Yes, the nurse said she's stable and will probably be asleep for another couple of hours. Come on." Kara tugged gently as she laced their fingers together and moved towards the elevators that would take them to the proper floor. The whole way up she practically had to hold Alex up as the brunette clung to her, afraid to let go and realise this was all fake and Maggie their wife was dead. She moved gently bringing Alex with as they walked past exactly nine doors before entering the room that held their wife hostage. She looked so small wrapped in tubes and thin blankets, not the normally larger than life over dramatic detective they had both hopelessly fallen in love with.

It had been almost like a Sapphic love story the way they had met. It had been a year into their, Kara and Alex's, relationship when they had met her on the same day not even minutes after the other. Alex had met her first and swore she just knew that Maggie was meant to be with them, to complete the puzzle left months prior when Lucy left them to be with that slut James and some blonde skank from Reno. It wasn't that Maggie was her replacement, no never something so beneath her, she was just a piece of them that had always been missing. They had met on a case and after some very inappropriate flirting, Maggie had asked Alex out. Kara had met her barely two blocks over when Maggie accidently walked into her causing the blonde to ineloquently face plant onto the sidewalk. After some begging on Maggie's part, Kara had allowed the detective to buy her coffee as a way to make up for the accident. Later that night both Alex and Kara had shared the news with each other and laughed that they would both meet her on the same day and fall so quickly in love, not that they didn't relentlessly tease Maggie after she joined the fold about how she would pick someone up and then immediately go on an impromptu date with their lover.

"You guys are staring and I can hear the frowns from here." Maggie mumbled her eyes still closed.

"Oh Rao, thank goodness you're okay." Kara muttered as she moved to the one side of the bed and Alex to the other side and hugging their lover and wife tight. "What were you thinking!?"

"You know what I was thinking. I couldn't let them harm anyone else and it wasn't really as if I was planning on getting shot. Which sucks by the way." She grunted and winced as she tried to sit up a little. Alex's hand grasped her shoulder and the pleading look in her eyes stopped Maggie from moving.

"We could have lost you today, please don't do that again." Maggie nodded her head, she would do anything to get that absolute look of despair out of Alex's eyes. She took both her wives hands and kissed them, hard. Hard enough to reassure them she was there and no matter what that she would always be.

Long after the sun had set and the nurses had finally snapped and told them to leave and let the detective sleep, had they reluctantly left. That night the California king sized bed they all shared had seemed a little larger and a little colder, both of them felt the loss, albeit temporarily, of their wife. They all loved each other very much, so much in fact that whenever Kara had to leave to save the city or Alex was away for a mission that the other two would experience the sensation whenever in the bed. It always ended the same way also, the two that were left behind would snuggle on the couch falling asleep to whatever was on the telly. It would be a tough two weeks without Maggie there as she recuperated in the hospital.

In the two weeks that she wasn't at home Alex and Kara had dropped all pretences of even trying to sleep in the bed and immediately settled on the couch each night with Alex sleeping on top of the blonde. They both visited her as much as possible and all shared, much to the nurse's dismay and disgust, take-out each night for dinner in the quant room.

At least Maggie was finally home because Alex was dying to share the news with her wives and at this point she really didn't have a choice anymore, her small light frame showing a small bump on her normally toned stomach. She had also caught herself unconsciously starting to stroke her stomach each time her mind wandered and she didn't want them to find out by accident.

"So…" Maggie started from where she was on the couch, technically she was still on bed rest for a while but she hated just lazing around all the time unless she was sleeping in on an off day. Alex had vaguely told them that she needed to tell them something but had refused to divulge any information on the subject. Which was so unlike her brunette wife that her own curiosity had reached an all-time high. She was certain Kara, from her place next to Maggie, was just as curious as they followed the frantically pacing brunette with their eyes.

"Alex, you know you can tell us anything." Kara reassuringly said and Maggie was sure she fell a little more in love right then and there. Alex halted her pacing and swallowed thickly, even looking nervous to the detective's eyes.

"I know." She sighed out, "I have been wanting to tell you both this for a while know and then when Maggie was shot it didn't seem like an appropriate time and know I can't keep it a secret anymore and-"

"Alex, breathe before you faint. Please. I just got out of that god forsaken place and don't really want to see one of my wives in there anytime soon." She watched as Alex took a deep lungful and gently blew it out.

"There's this person… I sort of met if you can call it that… and well I have wanted to tell you both this for so long… and then you were shot-"

"You're leaving us?" Kara sounded so heartbroken that Maggie immediately, even trying to ignore the slight pain, wrapped her arms around the blonde. Maggie felt her own soul shattering but she needed to be there for her wife. If Alex wanted to leave them then she wouldn't stop it, she wouldn't like it but she wouldn't stop it. Alex is a grown ass woman and could do as she damn well pleased. She could fuck whatever slut she wanted while being of gallivanting away from the two she left and Maggie wouldn't care. Not at all. Never.

"What!? Fuck no!" Alex had cursed loud enough to curb the dread and rage Maggie had started feeling. "This did not go well." Alex sighed out and Maggie could see her stroke her stomach. "I love you two, for now and always. Sickness and health, and all that other stuff we vowed. Even when I'm angry and don't like one of you much, I'll always love you." Through the reassurance Alex had walked over to them and slipped onto their laps lightly, holding them as tight as she dared which Maggie assumed was for her recovering benefit.

"Then what is it and who is this other person?" Maggie pressed. Both her wives presences doing nothing to quell the fear coursing through her, who was this other person and why was Alex so nervous.

"I don't know there name yet." Maggie met the brunettes eyes just before they kissed, "I'm," she saw Alex repeat the same process with Kara, "Pregnant." Maggie was sure her eyes had bugged out because she could suddenly see every little line on her brunette wife's face and the way she caressed her own stomach and then… nothing. When she woke up Alex was looking at her with concern etched into those beautiful features and she looked so amazing Maggie couldn't even be bothered to care about the pain she felt as she practically inhaled the brunette's lips in a deep and heated kiss.

"When?" Kara asked after she got her own kisses.

"I narrowed it down to seven weeks ago, the day Maggie had off."

Maggie remembered that day with fondness. It had been a Saturday, one of the few she had off and as a result could spend with her wives. She had slept so late that eventually they had left to get some groceries and by the time they got back Maggie had sprung her plan to get what she craved from them. She had moved the couch to face the door and opted to lay there bare in a semi Kate-Winslet-Titanic pose. Her head resting on one arm as the other folded to the back of her head with her top foot crossed behind and below the bottom foot. It had exaggerated her chest and shown the curves of her bottom in a deliciously tempting way, which had trapped her two helpless preys when they entered. The almost immediate lust on their faces as they tackled her had set her off and they spent the next few hours making love.

"I'm so glad I had that day off." She murmured before looking at her laughing wives, "What?"

"You said that exact same thing that day." Kara replied and gave Maggie a fond kiss.

"And I'll always mean it."

That night their bed felt complete with Alex in the middle, Kara's spot normally, as both of the other two wanted to hold their wife and new found developing child close to them, wanting to shield them away from any non-existent danger. Maggie only new she was so hopelessly in love with her wives and future child that she would take a million bullets to the gut if it meant always having them for even a split second more.

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