It had been 3 days now since the young woman was shown the door by the people she trusted the most. She had to keep moving, whenever she stopped moving, the words of her parents came back to haunt her, their tone, their disgust. No solace in sight, the 16 year old girl was desperate not to spend another cold night outside. Scrounging and begging for the ticket money, she jumped onto the first bus she found out of town on the dusk of her fourth night.
The shock was not wearing off, her body was still shaking like her father was still going to hit her. The shock was not wearing off, she jumped at the slightest motion like her mother was still throwing dishes at her. The shock was not wearing off, her voice would not work, like everyone she ever met let her down. No aunt, no friend, no girlfriend to help her. alone.
She had fallen asleep on the bus, an empty sleep void of dream and hope. The driver, an elderly man, shook her awake. "This is the last stop." She jumped at the sight of the man so close, letting out a scream, finally, she managed to speak in a weak, trembling whisper. "Where am I?"
"National City!" The answer came from the old man. The girl's eyes widened a touch as she heard the name, she hadn't even considered the destination, as far as she was concerned, Gotham was going to be heaven compared to her hometown.
There was a tiny hint of a glimmer of ligtht within her heart, Supergirl lived here. She held the flimsiest hope that maybe, maybe the world's greatest hero would save her. Holding her backpack with the supergirl patch on it in her arms, she disembarked from the bus and into National City, staring up at the sky.
The girl started walking, she had no real idea where she was going. Eventually, she crossed a park with the Giant 'S' statue in the middle of it. The girl stopped in front of it, kneeling and searching her bag for her phone, taking a selfie with it at the statue. Fiddling with her phone further, the wallpaper changed from a happy family picture to the selfie she just took. To save batteries, she switched the phone off.
She walked the morning, through parks and downtown, asking for help and begging for food and a black with curly hair offered her a meal. She walked the afternoon, through crowd and empty streets, looking for a warm place to spend the night, a homeless man offered a blanket and grabby hands. She walked the evening, through alleys and the fringe of town, peeking in dumpsters for food, she found discarded bread and a lead pipe.
"Hey, what're you doing in there ?!" He strode from the back door at an astounding speed, before she could turn around the bread was out of her hand and back into the dumpster, and she responded with the lead pipe. She responded with all of her desperation, all of her sadness and anger, knocking the man back away and onto his back on the ground.
"Why do you people use lead for your pipe work, this doesn't seem wise." Mon-El asked the waitress applying some disinfectant to his bleeding bump. The question is met with a soft shrug. The waitress had called the police, owner's order, but the girl was waiting at the counter, drinking a glass of water, completely silent and shaking; brought inside of the bar by a waitress with the strangest eyes.
Mon-El frowned and left the backstore, walking to the kitchen, he had been learning to cook for Kara. That's all he wanted to do from the start, help the girl at the dumpster. "Tell the boss i'm giving the girl fresh food." the waitress nods once and pat his back. "your girl's rubbing off on you." He smiled and finished the simple meal, a plate of fries and a warm sandwich with chicken.
The plate softly landed on the counter in front of the girl, she let out a surprised gasp at the sudden motion, shaking. "Sorry, eat up." Mon El said, awkard, unsure of what to say. He did not want to scare the girl again, the awkward silence did not last very long: a rather large man came into the bar from the main entrance, wearing an NCPD jacket and an easy smile.
The officer was kind, one of the good ones. He let the girl finish her meal, using this to spend a few moment learning the name of a few of them: Mon-el and Brian in particular, taking note about their version of what happened, thanking Mon-El for not pressing charge. The officer gently took the girl to his patrol car.
The ride to the NCPD station was quiet, the girl could not speak to him, she refused and did not let him touch her belongings and, unlike others might have done, he left her alone, taking her to the interrogation room.
It's the morning and it may be a little later than Maggie would've liked when she crossed the door to work. It may be a little later than everyone is used to for Maggie to arrive. Everyone suspect a different reason for it; but none of them close to the truth: the lovely, soft, badass truth. That's the kind of things on her mind when her boss clap her on the back and start walking with her, a sure sign he has something for her.
"Hey, Maggie?" Her mind raced quickly, never had her boss called used her name so informally, something was up, she listened and walked toward her desk slowly. "So, Gibson brought back a young lady from his patrol last night." Maggie turn her head to the side to look at her boss as she speak.
"An alien girl?"
Her boss shake his head. "No no, but she was caught rummaging a dumpster at that bar you always go to, and she clocked their cook with a lead pipe when he tried to stop her." he gives her a notepad. "The guy's not pressing charge, he even cooked her a meal, the boss just wanted her in our hand so they didn't get in trouble."
Maggie nods a few times as she review the pad real quick, fighting very hard not to let a smirk appear, imagining Mon El getting whacked with a lead pipe. "Why are we keeping her here then?"
"We don't even know her name, we don't know her parent's name, she won't talk and nobody who talked to her really feels like its a good idea to rummage through her bag without her agreeing to it. Poor girl looks traumatized. Gibson didn't want her sleeping in the street." Her boss' request was clear, even left unworded.
Maggie nodded as they finally reached her desk, she set her coat and bag down. "I'll see what I can do with that" She moved her badge to her hip, remove the jacket from her suit, to look as casual as possible in her white shirt, tying her hair in a ponytail. She then start walking toward the indicated interrogation room.
The girl slept in there, there's a supergirl blanket folded beside her backpack, which has a patch of the same logo sewed on it, the girl herself is, much like Maggie herself, a darker skinned mutt with an empty, terrified stare. A pair of jeans, a blue t-shirt and a red brandless hoodie. As the door opened to let Maggie in, a soft smiled appear on her, dimples showing at the sight.
"Good morning, I'm Maggie" she set the file on the table, along with the note pad, the girl looked over Maggie and there was fear there, crossing her arms over her chest and the smallest of tremble run over her body. She doesn't talk.
She doesn't talk when Maggie speaks to her softly, of just wanting to help her out of this situation, she doesn't talk when Maggie brings her a donut and a glass of juice she asked someone to bring, but she eats like Kara eats when she's hungry. She doesn't talk when Maggie tries to get to know her name, her family and she clams even harder at that topic. But she talks, when Maggie ask if she would talk to Supergirl. "Y-yes"
Maggies comes out of the interrogation room with the saddest look on her face, looking at her own phone with a slight frown, hesitating between ::S:: and :: :: in her contact list. Her boss came over at that point to check on her. "Sup Sawyer?"
"I'm about to call in the cavalry, do not count on this happening whenever you want to." Maggie warns her boss who mostly just nods and pat her shoulder encouragingly, she puts her phone to her ear, it rings twice and Kara picks up.
"Maggie! Sup!?" the voice is excited and bubbly, Maggie can't help but smile, but she takes a solemn tone
"Hi, Supergirl..." she waits for a moment to see if Kara reacts to that
Kara takes her hand on hip pose, making Mon-El laugh in the background "What can I do for you, detective?"
"Six different officer tried to make a girl talk and she just clams up more each time and she's a pretty big fan of yours so... I was wondering if you could come and help?" Maggie spoke softly, her own emotion bubbling under the surface.
Kara can feel that shift in tone "Maggie, what's the situation?"
"She got arrested at the bar last night. After clocking, who I assume is Mike, over the head with a lead pipe." Kara let out a laugh there and pointed Mon-El to playfully mock him. "She's not in trouble, but, we can't keep her forever and we have nothing to go on, so she's looking at a few nights on the street. Can you help?"
Supergirl on the other end of the line nod once firmly. "I'm on my way, Detective! Just text me the adress!" the call ended and Supergirl got the text she needed quickly, the flash of red and blue running through National City made a few stop before stopping at the Police station Maggie called her to.
Supergirl landed, bringing smiles and cheers which made her heart swell with happiness, a sense of belonging. Supergirl landed, bringing two box of donuts and a little color in the station's office, to bring the hero cheer to Maggie, Supergirl landed, bringing hope and light to give to two people within the station.
When Maggie greeted Supergirl at the entrance, she help set the box of donut she brought for the station for the rest of the people. "The other box's for me" Maggie already knew and she laughed, taking a donut from the Police box, Kara stopped her. "You can take from my box." whispered to her.
Maggie felt her heart skip a beat, a full smile appeared on her face, bringing up the dimples in full, she took the donut remained quiet for a while, Kara was making her a figure of legend in the office right now and while she appreciated, she was mostly shocked that Kara would share food with her.
They reached the interrogation room, under the curious gaze of Maggie's coworkers. "So, Supergirl, what happens in the room is recorded, I will be with you, but holding back. The only thing we need out of this is a name. thank you for taking the time." Supergirl nods once =====================================================================
The young lady was staring at the door, getting nervous, her heart was beating almost audibly for the mic in the room. She wasn't even cuffed to the table or the chair, she could've made a run for it, but fear paralyzed. Fear of being alone outside and fending for herself, fear that the next person crossing the door would be her father, fear that her safety would be threatened.
The door opened, bringing a bit of the outside light inside of the grim room. The door opened and the glimmer of hope caught fire. The door opened and in walked Hope herself. The girl's mouth opened wide, not even registering Maggie standing against the wall near the door. Her emotions burst through the dam like it never existed, tears rush down her face, words and sobs catch at the back of her throat, stopping her breath.
Supergirl walks to the girl, kneeling beside the chair and opening her arms. The hug is a long, emotional one, the girl refuse to let go for a good while, Maggie quickly wipe her eyes and behind the mirror glass, Gibson is thankful for the kleenex pack he brought. It takes a good ten minutes before the girl manage a few words, through the tears. "Please help me." Kara looks at Maggie over the girl's shoulder, sharing a sympathetic smile.
"I would like nothing more than to help you, what do you need?" Supergirl asked, just sitting on the ground and paying attention to the girl, holding one of her hands.
"I don't know where to go, my parents kicked me out, no one took me in..." Maggie was struggling, her lips trembled and her round dimple peeked from time to time. Kara remained smiling, though her eyes were filling with tears slowly. "And I got in trouble for getting food from a dumpster."
"Why did they kick you out, what happened ?" Kara asked, squeezing the girl's hand comfortingly, controlling her strength with precision.
"I..." she looked bashful and afraid for a moment "I brought a girlfriend home." Maggie's fist clenched and she dug her nails into her palm. Kara's expression shifted from kind and soft to that look she gets someone hurt her loved one. "I shouldn't have said that, you probably hate me now..."
Supergirl looked to Maggie, her eyes seeking permission and Maggie nodded once, granting it. "I don't hate you at all, I have several friends who are part of the lgbt community" she upnodded Maggie as if to indicate her as an example, though the girl seemed to have missed it, because she's crying again, relieved.
"We'll help you okay?" Kara said with a comforting tone, the girl took a few moments to speak again. "C-can we be friend ?" the girl asked Supergirl and the superheroine nods enthusiastically. "Of course, but, friends share their names, right? If you could just share a bit of your ID, Maggie here could find a way to help."
The girl pulled her wallet out of her pocket, hands shaking, hesitation in every gesture. "I don't want to go back to my parents." Maggie spoke up "You won't." Kara peeked over, this was the first time she saw her sister's girlfriend angry. Maggie was showing a stern exterior, but her lips still shook from time to time.
The girl handed the one piece of state ID to Kara, Maggie tensed, recognizing the coloring and format from a distance. Supergirl's eyes flew wide, she looked from Maggie and the girl. "Daisy, what a lovely name, I'm going to show your ID to Maggie." Daisy nodded, agreeing. Maggie took the ID from her hand and looking at it and her heart sunk.
Daisy Sawyer, from Blue Spring Nebraska, 16 years old. Maggie looks at the girl and with the shakiest voice. "D-daisy, what're your parents' name?" she set the ID into her back pocket Supergirl waited quietly, waiting for the answer. "John and Violet ?" Daisy spoke hesitantly
Maggie covered her mouth with her hands, tears poured out of her eyes, rushing out of the room "I'll- I'll be back." . Supergirl watched Maggie for a moment, using her X-ray vision to track her for a bit, then turned back to the girl. "She'll be fine." she pat the girl's shoulder.
"Are you hungry Daisy? I brought some Donuts" Supergirl said with a soft voice, her own eyes filled shining with tears. Offering the box to the girl, Daisy took two out and now wasn't the time to argue about food sharing etiquette.
"What's wrong with the officer ?" a shy, shaking voice from the girl.
"I'll let her tell you, but I promise you, you're not alone." she took a deep breath. "Got any idea what you want to do later? Like for a job" Supergirl asked, trying to fill the quiet, get to know the girl that will essentially be her niece.
Meanwhile, Detective Sawyer had ran into her boss' office, startled at first, the older man stood and walked to her. "What's the matter Sawyer?"
"The girl Gibson brought back..." her expression swings between pure sadness and righteous anger, her lips trembles, her hand shakes and wrings each other, the dimples are deep and round. "Daisy Sawyer, from Blue Springs Nebraska, she got kicked out by her parents, John and Violet..."
Her boss blinks once and place a hand on her shoulder. "Is the girl your family, Sawyer ?"
"I didn't know I had a sister." Just saying the words wrecks Maggie's heart, and she buries her face into her hand, sobbing for a moment there, her boss giving her a hug. Kind of an awkward moment, but one Maggie appreciated nonetheless.
Her boss snapped his finger at one of the clerks passing by "Hey, your job today is to run me a check on this ID and get me confirmation on Parents name and possible relation from around here." The clerk nodded and took the ID, running to their desk to run what they could from there.
"I need custody, can you get me the papers quickly?" Her boss nods once. "Sure, but wait for confirmation, and you know it's not going to be an easy battle Sawyer?" Maggie nods once. "I just called down Supergirl for help softening a girl, I can call down MUCH worse than that to get a piece of paper signed."
The Idea of Alex 'interrogating' her...their parents was a satisfying one, maybe the smirk that appeared on her then was a tiny bit sadistic. Her boss looked at Maggie with a piece of worry in his eyes. "Sawyer, take the day off. Legally, we can release Miss Daisy into your custody while we contact the family. And yes, I'll get you the papers." Maggie smiled through her tears.
Maggie sent a few texts from her phone, to Alex, to Kara. She sat her desk, trying to calm herself down and trying to figure out a plan for the day. Trying to avoid confronting too much of her feelings at once. Worries wracked her mind, worries about her sister not believing her, about Alex refusing to help, about the work dealing with a teenager would be.
M: ::Alex, plz come to precinct, need u alot::
A: ::Y, u ok?::
M: ::No, need 2 talk. hurry plz::
M: :: u::
No further response from Alex, she probably had jumped on her bike after panicking to J'onn about the situation.
M: ::How is Daisy?::
K: ::My niece is a nerd ::
M: ::Waiting for confirmation::
K: ::I know. She likes computer stuff. Lucky i know a bit from winn::
It took all bout thirty minutes, either the clerk was efficient or the verification were simple, Maggie's boss walked to her desk and dropped an envelope filled with papers. "Congratulation Sawyer, you got a baby sister. Be careful" Maggie smiled a thank you, unable to form words for now. She picks up her own wallet and look at her Nebraska State ID.
Maggie smiled, her tears slowed down when she read the nerd text again, standing up from her desk and walking to the interrogation room, leaving the badge and the gun behind. Once there, she listened to the conversation, hidden behind the door's threshold.
"I mean, I know how to code little stuff, not like I could make a video game or anything" Daisy seemed to be talking about job prospect
Supergirl laughed a bit. "One of my friend could probably show you a little something there"
"Do you know a lot about computer supergirl ? I mean, I know you're from another planet, is there anything we could learn from that in that area?!" The excitement in her voice was shining, vibrant. Maggie could listen to the little nerd go on like this about anything for hours.
Maggie walked into the room, no badge, no holster and a face stained with tears, a bit of running make up. Daisy looked at the woman with a bit of worry in her eyes and she fell quiet, Supergirl stood from her kneeling position and flew to the back of the room, leaving space for them. She also took her phone out to take pictures of this moment.
"Hello Daisy..." Maggie sat at the table with the girl, looking at the girl in the eyes. "I'm Detective Margaret Sawyer, NCPD Science Division." a soft little smile and she gives the girl her ID card back, along with her own. The girl looks at Maggie's ID and then to Maggie,confusion and pain on her face, she was putting something together.
"We have the same parents, we're sister." Maggie spelled it out, Daisy's eyes opened wide and she fell quiet, shaking in place a bit. "I know it's a lot to take in. d-d-did they even tell you I existed?" Maggie asked with a trembling lips. Daisy shook her head and squeaked a few words. "I'm sorry, no."
A long moment is spent in silence, respectful silence, mourning the missed moments. A long moment is spent just staring, taking in everything, the similarities. A long moment is spent finding the words for each other. The silence is broken by Maggie first. "They kicked me out for the same reasons." Daisy winces and stands from her seat, moving across the table, staring at the older woman.
"I don't want to go back..." Daisy spoke with a shaking voice, Maggie looked at her in the eyes. "I can take custody of you until the mess is sorted out and I..." she point at the envelope on the floor beside her. "I asked for the papers to get it permanently, are you okay with that?" Daisy nods once. "Please, I don't want to sleep outside, I don't..." Maggie pulled her into a hug. "You won't, you're safe."
Supergirl was crying at the back of the room, but she remained as quiet as she could, her heart shining and filling, her super hearing picking up her panicking sister in the distance. Maggie held the hug for a long time, Daisy didn't move from it either. Supergirl walked toward the door and pat Maggie on the back. "Alex is here, I'll go calm her down"
Daisy looks up to Maggie, breaking the hug, and the older woman finds it much harder than she thought to end it. "Who's Alex?"
Maggie gives a smile to Daisy "My girlfriend, I asked her to come, because she should know I have a sister now."
"I-is she going to want me around? I don't want to... I don't want to cause trouble" Daisy was afraid now, shaking and wringing her hands.
"I can't imagine her being upset that I'm taking care of my sister. And if she is, I'm still taking care of you." she said firmly and with a strong confidence showing.
The girl of steel came from the back of the station, Alex calmed the moment she saw the red cape walking toward her, she was in panic mode just moment before. Kara joined her at the front desk, smiling at the Clerk and patting her sister's back.
"Wh-what's wrong with Maggie? I came here as fast as I could." Supergirl laughed a bit, taking her by the shoulders and looking into her sister's eyes. "Maggie is fine, but you need to meet someone new." Alex walked with Supergirl through the offices and toward the interrogation room. "Though I think she may want to go rogue with you again soon."
They stopped a few feet away from the interrogation room. "Wait, why are you here, Supergirl?"
"Maggie called me in, this girl refused to speak and she was shutting down. She had a supergirl blanket, patch and watch so ... she figured I could help make the girl talk." Alex smiles a bit at the answer. "Go in, I'll be watching." Kara pushed her sister into the room.
Alex saw her girlfriend, Maggie Sawyer, wiping her tears with a kleenex, working on several papers, writing and filling the forms laid out before them. The girl with her had the exact same skin tone, the exact same hair, with the same kind of tears in her eyes. Alex's heart skipped a beat.
Maggie heard the steps from her girlfriend, she turned around, standing up from her seat and her hand immediately started fidgeting. Daisy stared straight at Alex, clearly intimidated by her somehow. "Hey babe..."
Alex waited, a tiny smile on her lips, her hands going to her hips, a little bit like supergirl would be doing, she didn't talk, but she already had an idea of the importance this conversation would have and she was nervous.
"So, I'd like you two to meet, Daisy, this is my girlfriend, Alex Danvers" and then she looked to Alex, both of them did and the DEO agent got it, just as Maggie said it, both of them had little round dimples on their cheeks. "Alex, this is my ...sister, Daisy. I found out about her today."
Alex walked up close to them, putting an arm around Maggie's shoulder, pulling her in, using this moment to look up at the papers, recognizing them for what they were. Pride swelled in her, so proud of Maggie, her other hand was extended to Daisy "I'm very happy to meet you Daisy"
Daisy reached to shake Alex's hand and got pulled a bit closer, a gentle pull from Alex. Maggie rested her hand onto her sister's back. "I don't want to be any trouble for you and Marge" Maggie rolled her eyes at the nickname, Alex laughed once. "I would be the world's biggest hypocrit if I ever said anything against Maggie helping out her sister."
Maggie pull Alex in for a hug, but she also pulls Daisy into it, it's a bit awkward at first, sure, but after a moment, it feels nice and when it start to feel like home, Daisy takes a step back first, smiling and wiping her eyes.
