The reveal had gone horribly. Lena had felt betrayed, and she'd lashed out without giving herself time to process… Which led to a heart wrenching break up.

Looking back now she didn't even understand why she'd reacted so severely…

Kara was Supergirl… so what? What in god's name did that change? That should have, if anything, made Lena love her more, and it did… once she got past her initial (misplaced) anger.

She hadn't even been angry at Kara either. She was mad at herself for not providing an environment where Kara felt safe enough to tell her. She was mad at herself for letting a pigtail and glasses disguise her girlfriend for over two years. She was angry at herself for being mad at herself, but she was never genuinely mad at Kara.

But she let her ego get the better of her. She'd broken up with Kara, moved L-Corp to Gotham, and never responded to Kara's calls or texts. Never answered the door when she came knocking, never let her in when Jess informed her that Kara was there to see her at her new office.

Nothing.

Because she was ashamed.

Ashamed of her initial reaction. Ashamed of how hurt she'd made Kara feel for no logical reason. Ashamed of the vitriol she spewed in Kara's direction all because of a secret she'd had every right to keep to herself.

She was never mad at Kara, never even upset with her, but she'd been furious with herself, and lashed out at the wrong person.

"So you're Supergirl?" Lena had snarled.

Kara nodded, tears caressing her cheeks. "I-I wanted to tell you Lena, but I was just so scared I'd put a bigger target on your back, and I-,"

"A bigger target? I'm a fucking Luthor , Kara. There is no bigger target. You were just being a selfish bitch! But what's to be expected of a Super, really? It shouldn't' be that shocking to me. You're just like your cousin."

Lena grimaced at the memory, knowing that it only got worse from that point on. Hating herself for ever talking to Kara in that manner. But she intended to make up for it all. Kara was the love of her life, and even though it'd been a year and four months, and she messed up horribly, she knew that she was the love of Kara's life as well.

Her driver pulled up in front of Kara's apartment building, and Lena got out, hoping and praying that this wasn't the stupidest idea she'd ever had. She inhaled deeply to abate the swirling in her stomach and stepped into the building.

She reached the stairs that led straight to Kara's floor, and her heart flipped in her chest with anticipation for what was to come. She was excited, terrified, and anxious all in one.

She knocked on the door. Once. Twice. Three times before the door opened.

And, Lena knew it'd been a while since she'd seen Kara, but she knew this wasn't her. "May I help you?" The man asked.

Lena stood there frozen for a moment before she realized that the man had asked her something. "I'm sorry… I-… I think I have the wrong building. Is this 2345 Crawford Street?"

The man furrowed his brow. "Yeah?"

Lena's heart plummeted. "Oh! Good! I'm looking for Kara Danvers! Is she here?"

"No." The man cocked his head. "She moved out ten months ago."

Lena's stomach sank a bit deeper. "Do you have a forwarding address?"

"Yes." The man replied incredulously.

"May I have it please?"

"You the ex?"

"I…" Lena paused, confused. "Yes?"

He nodded and smiled. "I don't know what you did, but whatever it was, thank you, You're the reason I got such a cheap deal on this place."

Lena frowned. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, three months after you left she put up an ad for this place and I got a great deal on it." He grabbed newspaper off of a desk by the door and handed it to her. "See?"

Lena looked at the ad in the magazine and felt ill. "Looking for a buyer for a 1400 Square Foot loft. It has two beds, one and a half baths, a balcony, a large eat-in kitchen. Looking to sell for cheap. Just need to leave because of a bad break up. Please call 374-4750 to schedule a walk through."

She looked at the man. "I hurt her that badly?"

The gruff man shrugged. "Don't know. Seems like it though. You want that forwarding address or not?" He asked.

All Lena was capable of doing was nodding her head, because she wanted that address more than anything, but her entire body was on fire with guilt because of how hurt Kara seemed to be.

She accepted the offered address and thanked the man with a curt nod before running down the steps and to her waiting car. Once she was in the back seat, she handed her driver the address and sat back impatiently waiting to reach Kara's new home.

XXX

When they reached the address, Lena was shocked to find that it was in the upscale part of town. It was in a neighborhood quite like her own. The houses were three stories or more; they were made of stone with grand fountains and large driveways.

Lena's driver pulled into a smaller driveway that led to a house far less elegant than the others, but still quite nice for what it was. The siding was a beautiful deep brown, the black metal roof was high, triangular, with one side slightly longer than the other. And was covered with black shingles. There was a small chimney sat on the edge of the house. There were quite a few large windows (most likely to let in as much light as possible for Kara's Kryptonian liking).

"Please wait here, Stefan." Lena requested as she exited the Mercedes and walked up the steps to the front door.

She rang the doorbell at the side of the white door and hoped that wherever Kara was in the home, she would be able to hear it.

Within three seconds, the door swung open and there stood Kara. "L-LENA?!"

Lena crossed her arms over her abdomen and squeezed herself. "Kara. Hi."

Kara glared. "What are you doing here, Lena? It's been over a year!"

"I-I know that, but… I was just wondering if maybe you'd like to get some coffee sometime? Perhaps just to talk? I've missed you."

Kara scoffed. "You've missed me? Really? You made it perfectly clear that you wanted nothing to do with me. You can't just break up with me, disappear, refuse to acknowledge my existence for over a year, and then show up at my doorstep unannounced and say you miss me. You broke my heart, Lena."

"I know." Lena agreed, "I screwed up. I screwed up majorly, and I hate myself for it more than anything, but I can't not see you. I've missed you so much, Kara.
I left National City because I was angry, and at the time I thought it was at you, but the more I started getting settled in Gotham, the more I realized I was actually angry at myself. For a multitude of things, like the fact that you didn't feel safe enough to tell me. That I didn't realize that you were Supergirl sooner. Etc.
You had every right to keep your identity a secret, and I'm sorry it was forced out of you the way that it was, but I need you to know that I am sorry for the way I acted, and I'm sorry for hurting you."

Kara sighed and shook her head. "I can't do this right now; you should leave."

Lena felt like she'd been punched in the gut, but she had prepared for this. "If you wouldn't mind, maybe sometime during the week we could meet up, and talk?"

Kara sucked on her bottom lip for a long few moments, before nodding. "I guess that would be okay."

Just as she said that there was a voice that called out from behind. "Sweetie, who is it?"

Lena's stomach lurched, her heart tore in two as a hand grabbed Kara's and she was met with her 'best friend' kissing Kara's cheek.

"SAM!?"