A/N Inspiration: Gabriel's Oboe & The Falls, written by Ennio Morricone and covered by Yo-Yo Ma. If you've never heard it, please listen to both songs; either the originals or cover. And if you want to know where it comes from, watch the movie The Mission. The cover by Yo-Yo Ma is what inspired this fic.

I normally hate reading song fits because the lyrics are annoying to read, but this has no lyrics. It's just a background tone setter.

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It's Tuesday. There's nothing really special about it being Tuesday. Kara just knows its Tuesday as she flies through National City on her nightly rounds. She can tell by the unmistakable smell of Chef Jurgen's specialty wafting up from Cafe Italia, downtown.

Usually, she sticks to the middle of town on her rounds. It's where the most action is. But tonight; tonight she decides to head towards the outskirts a little, into the hills surrounding National City.

She's always dreamt of living in one of these expensive houses. They sit high above the city and Kara loves looking down at the city, especially at sunset. The city is beautiful in the evening. The sun setting and catching all the windows, making the city shine even brighter.

The night is cool and there is a calm breeze flowing through the trees that butt up against each of the houses, hiding them away from prying eyes.

As Kara comes around a bend, she's stopped by the sound of music. But not just any music. It's the haunting strains of a cello. It seems to flow around her and through her. She stops and spins, mid air, searching for the origin of the music.

It comes from the open balcony doors of a house a few hundred yards in front of her. All of the lights are off in the house, save those in what looks to be a study. The curtains in the doorway are billowing softly in the breeze. Behind them sits a young woman, on a folding chair, cello held tight to her as she plays. Kara can hear the emotion and heart ache so plainly in the melody. It haunts her, and draws her in. Green eyes close, feeling the music flow through her and dark, raven hair covers her face. Her jaw is sharp and taut as she plays and concentrates.

Kara has never seen someone so beautiful as the woman before her.

She takes a moment and looks around the apartment with her X-ray vision to see it littered with moving boxes and a half-made bed. Either the woman is moving away or moving in, Kara can't tell. The super hopes it is the latter.

As the song comes to an end, the bright green eyes open again and happen to look out the doors, straight at Kara.

Kara's heart starts to speed at the prospect of being caught.

But before anything else happens, a phone rings in the apartment, and the other woman turns away for a moment.

At the same moment, sirens blare in the distance, giving Kara the perfect excuse to flee before the other woman can see her again.

As she's flying away, she misses the look of sadness on the other unknown woman's face.

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Three weeks go by, and Kara finds herself at the woman's balcony again, night after night. She listens as the woman plays while the Super hovers above the city, far enough to be just a dark silhouette to the woman. Each night is a different piece of music than the last, and Kara never spies one piece of sheet music. It's like she's memorized each piece and plays it perfectly each time. And each night, when the piece is finished, the woman looks out the window. Kara knows there's no way the woman can actually make out any details, for she's too far away. But, she feels as though those bright emerald eyes are staring right into her soul. So, as the look gets more intense, Kara speeds away before she does anything stupid, like fly right in the doors and talk to her.

One afternoon, Kara had been sent home early by Snapper for being "too emotional" about a piece covering Alien Refugees. So she sits in her apartment, downing ice cream when something catches her super hearing.

The woman is playing...

She looks at her watch. It's way too early for her to be playing.

Kara smiles, Maybe she's calling for me.

She shakes her head with a frown, Why would she be calling for me?

Unless… the super smiles widely and is out the window of her apartment the next second.

She follows the music till she's right up by the house, a little closer than normal, and a little earlier than normal. Usually, its just hitting ten-thirty when she's on patrol, but tonight, it's only about seven. The sun isn't even down yet. And somewhere, deep in her subconscious, Kara knows the woman would be able to see her for sure tonight.

But she can't help herself as she hovers just a little bit closer. The music is drawing her in even farther and her heart seems to be rolling with the emotions of the piece being played.

Kara's eyes are too focused on the woman's hands to notice that green eyes have been staring her down while she plays.

Much to early for Kara's liking, there's the unmistakable sound of a siren calling for her help. She sighs and tuns to leave.

Before she can super speed, she hears the scrape of a chair on tile flooring, running footsteps and a yelp of "Wait!"

She stops, knowing the woman is calling for her. She doesn't turn, just waits.

"Hello." The woman must know she has super hearing, for she speaks in a soft voice. And with one word, that soft Hello, Kara finds her heart even more hooked on this woman.

"I see you every night. I wish you'd come closer. Though we've never met…" the woman pauses, and Kara hangs on the silence, waiting for that beautiful voice again. "I consider you a friend. My only in the city."

Okay, now I'm turning around, Kara thinks. But then a second and third siren come into play and she knows something is bad.

She risks one last look at the woman and almost gasps. Raven hair is whipping in the wind, knuckles are white as she hangs onto the railing and green eyes are piercing into her soul, pleading with her.

"Rao..." Kara breathes as she thinks, she's breathtaking up close.

A war rages within the super. Do her duty to the city, or stay and see what could happen with this gorgeous woman.

Her sense of duty wins through. And with a small nod to the woman, Kara reluctantly flies off.

However, the fight is more brutal than it originally seemed and Kara solar-flares for the first time in almost a year. In the span of four days, she catches a cold, a stomach flu, breaks a toe tripping over Snapper's foot in a meeting and get's a bit of poison ivy from only God knows where.

As she lays in bed each night in utter agony, she craves deep down, the haunting melodies she's come to love so much. Her super hearing is shot at the moment, so she can't even listen from her apartment. She researches cello music and downloads a bunch to find it could never match what her heart really desires, so she slams her laptop shut with a huff.

It takes four and a half days, and a good many hours under the sun lamps to get her back to full Supergirl strength. And by then, she's back to work.

As she steps into the news office, Snapper rolls his eyes and begrudgingly calls to her, "Ponytail!" he snaps

Kara steps forward quickly, ready to tackle whatever he's got planned.

"How's the foot?"

"Oh, its…"

"I don't care." he snaps before she can tell him. "I hope you're not as scared of Luthors as the rest of the team."

"Lu…Luthor?" she stutters as her heart starts to pound a little faster

"Yeah. Luthor daughter just moved to National City and is rebranding the company. Set up an interview and get her take on all the recent alien activity here in town."

"Uh…"

"Too much for you, ponytail?"

"No!" she says quickly, "I can do it. I can do it."

He rolls his eyes again and points to the door, "Step on it. I want the story on my desk by morning."

A few calls later, and Kara is stepping inside the elevator to take her up to the top floor of the Luthor Corp building. As she exits, the assistant looks up from her tablet, "Do you have an appointment?"

"Yes, I'm Kara Danvers from CatCo, here to interview with Lena Luthor."

The assistant nods and stands, heading to the office door to knock.

Kara hears a faint, "Come in, Jess."

Jess opens the door and announces, "Miss Luthor, a Miss Danvers from CatCo Magazine. She's here to interview you."

"Send her in," comes a soft voice that puts Kara on edge.

I know that voice… she thinks as she rounds the doorway to be met with the piercing green eyes and raven hair that haunts her dreams every night.

"Oh." they both say as they look at each other, up close for the first time, surprise written clearly on both of their faces.

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