Don't Be Afraid, I'm the Satellite, and You're the Sky

Sorry I always do long titles… this is for the song Cecilia and the Satellite… am up super late studying. I just got to thinking about poor fucking Kara Danvers and how this season, honestly, outside of Lena, where's her fucking support system team? Idk, that girl lost her entire family (and race… civilization… sure she has Kal, but he can't relate), like the abandonment issues be valid, real, a big deal… but anyway. Why is Alex supporting Mon-El (sidebar if anyone recalls an episode where Alex supported Kara with James, I'd like to know… I know they had that one chat about Winn in S1…) and why is it she's spent all this time not liking him and now…? I don't know. It's like she gave up James cause she was like, I'm good, and now has forced shitty chemistry with Mon-El and that poor girl needs a hug. And Lena needs a hug. Here's a thought, maybe they both could actually use more than just a hug… okay, I'll stop ranting. I frankly think Kara must feel incredibly lonely and the only person at this point I see remotely relating to her is Lena Luthor… hope the SG writers don't fuck that up.

To say Lena Luthor was startled and was deeply questioning how she had gotten here would be a gross understatement. If one had asked if she thought her night would be ending with a sobbing Supergirl crying hysterically into her lap as she sat on her home balcony, she would have likely laughed at the person suggesting such an idea.

It wasn't that Lena Luthor disliked Supergirl in any way. Yes, they may have had their tiff when the Medusa virus incident involving Cadmus and her mother had arisen, but all things healed with time, and Lena not only proved her loyalties laid outside of her family, but Supergirl had even saved her life. The past was behind them as far as the Luthor was concerned.

Still, having the superhero falling apart on her balcony at one in the morning? Lena didn't think they were that close.

Her week had been relatively normal up until this point. Things in National City simmered down when it came to the topic of Lillian Luthor. Lena had seen Kara Monday evening, and in the following days, the city and the press were caught up following Supergirl and what some speculated was an enemy? Boyfriend? Lena couldn't keep up with the theories. All she knew was the adversary of the girl of steel was capable of becoming a floating white mist out of thin air. It was pretty incredible, the way he managed to make the impossible happen.

The scientist in Lena wished she could have observed him and run some tests, especially after his little pop-up in her office on Wednesday when she was having brunch with Kara. The reporter seemed both furious and shaken with his arrival, Lena eyeing the pair questioningly, but supposing the villain wanted Kara as leverage for her caped friend.

Lena, all impulse and no thought, jumped up from her desk and threatened the little mongrel, stating she'd use every L Corp tool at her disposal to be rid of him. There was no way she would allow some troll to come take the woman she was both a friend to, and also falling deeply for.

The man, magician, whatever the hell he was, actually paused, looking into Lena, as if he was unearthing something deep within her soul. It wasn't until his eyes widened slightly and he gave her a cheeky, knowing smile, that she was sure the man was aware of her feelings for the blue-eyed reporter. Lena remembered her fists clenching, ready to run and strike the man, until calming fingers reached for her tightened fist, attempting to soothe it.

She turned back to look into Kara's eyes, the woman surprisingly more calm than she was moments ago and certainly now more calm than Lena. She reassured her it was okay, and while Lena protested at first, Kara assured her Supergirl could handle it and that everything would work out in the end.

Lena breathed a deep sigh of relief later that night when Supergirl visited her, explaining everything was safe again. The woman seemed awkward around her that evening, blushing continuously, twiddling with her thumbs. Lena was curious about the behavior, but the following night it was back to business as Supergirl asked if Lena could assist her in helping Alex and Kara Danvers father, a victim of the Cadmus project.

Lena didn't need to be asked twice.

Fast forward a few days later, the weekend finally here, and Lena being kept in the loop as Jeremiah Danvers was saved by the girl of steel. Kara had only been able to visit her briefly, but Lena could tell more was on her mind. The Luthor only wished Kara felt she could confide in her at this point. Lena would have done anything to help.

As the night rolled around, she was sitting on her lightly lit balcony at her penthouse apartment, a large book in her hand and a glass of Merlot on the side table. She had gotten sidetracked, her mind continuously wandering back to Kara Danvers, wondering if her friend was okay. Lena went to sip on her wine, finding the glass empty, and with a sigh rose to go back in and pour another glass.

As she reached the door, a loud pounding on the surface behind her startled her, whipping her head back to see none other than Supergirl. While her face initially began to smile, it quickly contorted as she witnessed the clenched teeth, the red cheeks, and the eyes filled with tears streaming downwards.

"L-Lena, I-"

Lena was shocked, but as the hero reached out, the brunette quickly placed the wine glass back down, covering herself with her robe as she moved to the woman.

"Supergirl? What's going on? What's the matter? Is it… is it Kara?" she asked, gently brushing hair from the alien's face, wiping tears too.

The woman's lip trembled even more, hands running to her face, and Lena couldn't hold the woman up as she sunk to her knees, but she followed her down, cradling her close as she sobbed uncontrollably onto Lena's lap.

And there Lena now was, brushing the girl's hair lightly, rubbing her back, trying to calm her down. All she could do was look at her sadly. She wondered what it must have been like for her. Lena recalled having moments with Kal-El, her brother and the man having been the closest of friends once upon a time. She knew he had come to Earth as a baby, no home to go back to.

But Supergirl… she didn't have the luxury of not knowing. She wouldn't be able to forget what she had lost. Lena felt a small pang for the mother she had lost those years ago too, trying to relate on some small scale.

"Supergirl," she tried again, leaning closer, trying to brush her wavy hair away, Lena finally seeing a cheek which was now even redder and streaked from the tears.

"I-I…I'm sorry, I-"

"Shh, shh. It's okay. It's okay. I just don't want us to be out here. Let me bring you inside," Lena whispered back gently.

It took several moments, but finally the woman nodded into her lap, and Lena let out a long breath, at least helping in some small instance. Supergirl pulled back, eyes still full of tears, and Lena gently took her hands, pulling her inside and shutting the door behind them. The wine and the book could wait.

She gestured for Kara to sit on the large black leather couch, the whole living room and kitchen space one giant room with floor to ceiling windows looking out over the city. Lena pulled the blanket down and wrapped it around the hero, the blonde looking at her in surprise as she returned the look with a small smile.

"Let me make you some tea. It generally helps calm my nerves," Lena said.

The blonde bit her lip and allowed Lena to leave. The brunette heard her moving around on the couch after a while. She took her boots off, dragging her legs into her chest, the blanket wrapped around her. Supergirl seemed to be staring into space as she waited for Lena, and didn't get pulled out of her stupor until the brunette returned with a cup of chamomile in hand.

"Here," she offered, Kara looking at it finally.

"Could… could you put it on the table for now," she asked gently, tears coming back.

The Luthor nodded, reaching over to place it down, then going to sit next to the blonde on her couch, eyeing her.

"Now… how can I help?"

Whatever Lena said must have been wrong because the hero immediately whipped to look back at her, eyes wide and tears still present, Lena unaware this was the second time she had used that sentence on the woman. Lena reached a hand out to try and comfort Kara, but the blonde scooted closer to her, looking her in the eyes, Lena puzzled by the closeness but also intrigued.

It felt somehow… familiar.

Supergirl was searching her eyes, as if desperately, smiling now sadly and releasing a chuckle, Lena still stunned into silence.

"How do I always miss what's right in front of me?" Kara whispered, Lena's brows furrowing in confusion.

"What… do you mean?" Lena replied, Kara searching her big green eyes, seemingly getting lost in them.

"You've always been so willing to help. Even after everything that's happened to you, you're still so good. With Cadmus, Jeremiah… you saved my sister, helped with the fighting ring… I missed it, how did I…"

Lena was trying to understand what Supergirl was saying, but slowly her confusion grew further. Her mind began to pick back up, going over what the caped crusader said, pulling back slightly as she eyed her more curiously.

"Fighting ring… your sister? Supergirl what are you-"

Lena froze, and Kara saw the recognition dawn on her. The brunette was speechless, looking over Supergirl's face, or as she put together, Kara's face. Kara felt her mouth tremble, not meaning to tell Lena like this, a sobbing mess in her living room, hoping the woman wouldn't leave.

"I wanted to tell you, and I would have in time, but… something, happened… and I can't not tell you anymore. I can't not talk to you honestly anymore. I don't want to lie Lena, not to you," she said, a tremble in her voice, and it wasn't until Lena noticed the blonde's eyes welling back up that she blinked, taking a deep breath and shaking her head as everything was pieced together.

"You were with Clark… and then my detection device that fried… Christ, 'flew her on a bus?' How did I not…" Lena drifted off, running a hand through her hair, shaking her head, not so much mad at Kara as she was with herself.

"I'm sorry Lena. I just… I keep it from everyone. I wait, and so few people know, and in time I would hav-"

Lena gently cupped her hand over Kara's mouth, taking a few more deep breaths, gathering herself. Kara Danvers was Supergirl. As shocked as she was, she was also slightly not surprised, not when she could clearly see the trail of clues leading to this truth.

"It's… it's okay. It's okay," she said, pulling her hand away, looking at Kara calmly and more sincerely, feeling a bit more grounded.

"I just needed a moment, but… Kara, wait, you came here sobbing. What's going on? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Lena asked, remembering how they got here, seeing the Kryptonian a mess of emotions earlier.

Kara looked down, reaching out to take Lena's hand, the brunette offering it easily. She saw Kara gently rub her thumb up and down her palm, perhaps trying to find her own form of solace.

"A lot happened this week. You remember the guy who showed up in your office?"

"I do," Lena replied, easing into the couch, resting her head in her hand as her arm rested on its back, looking at Kara, gently brushing her hand in return.

"He was some imp, from another dimension… a trickster. He wanted me to marry him, and then it was days of dealing with his pranks and games."

"Oh… so you need a maid of honor?"

Kara looked up and saw Lena's teasing eyes and smile, the blonde releasing a laugh, wiping her tears away with her free hand.

"No, thank god. He was crazy, and… he kept messing with Mon-el, or, well… you know him as Mike?"

"Mike…"

"Of the Interns?"

"Oh, right… he wanted to go to the gala. Another Kryptonian?"

"Daxamite, but… he kept going after Mxy, kept telling him I belonged to him. The imp wouldn't hear of it. In fact, he didn't back down to anybody… not until…"

"Not until what?"

Kara looked up into her eyes.

"Not until he met you."

Kara could hear Lena's heart rate increase, the brunette shifting slightly.

"I don't understand. You're saying even some magical being is scared of a Luthor?" Lena tried lightly, Kara smiling back.

"No, he… he had told me before he interrupted us that Mon-El, he wasn't right for me. Part of the reason he wanted to marry me was because there were no good suitors out there. He gave Winn flack and helped him find a girl. He gave James a hard time and made him reflect on his break up with Lucy Lane. And as for Mon-El, he told me I needed to stop listening to everybody else trying to force something I didn't even want in the first place."

"I'm confused… you, you like Mon-El?"

Kara shook her head gently, looking off to the side.

"I had a moment of weakness, actually right after seeing you Monday night. I just… I've been so tired of being alone, being abandoned, not being understood. My sister found love in her new girlfriend Maggie, and I couldn't be happier. But she's busy now, all the time. And then Winn and James, they've paired up and are doing their own thing, which I don't approve of…

"And then my friend Jo'on, he fell for someone who had to leave and he's been busy. My cousin is in Metropolis, Lucy was sort of my friend and she's off somewhere on a mission. Cat Grant left, my aunt died last year, and I just… I just-"

Lena pulled Kara into her as she began to sob again, her arms wrapping around the blonde as Kara's head fell on her shoulder. She let Kara let it out for a few moments, brushing her hair lightly, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"And let me guess. Mon-El, he was the only one left standing. And for you… it was better to be with somebody, anybody, than to be alone."

Kara nodded against her, and Lena squeezed her tighter, letting Kara cry it out. The brunette's mind raced as she thought of everything Kara must have been through. At least for Kal-El, he grew as basically human. He never knew his family, his home planet, its customs, its people. For Kara though, her dear Kara, she had lost everything, abandoned not just by a parent or family, but an entire civilization. Lena teared up at the thought.

"It must be so hard… to have lost so much, and then… you have all of these people you care about, but none of them seem to be around you anymore. They don't seem to care."

Kara choked on a sob.

"I-I don't want to be alone again, Lena," she cried, the brunette blinking back tears, finally adjusting and grabbing Kara's shoulders, pulling the girl back and looking into her eyes with a sad smile.

She finally reached up, cupping Kara's cheeks, her thumbs brushing away tears as she got the blonde to look at her.

"Kara, I can't imagine how scared you must feel, and how worried you must be. I don't know much about these people, these friends and family of yours, but I do know one thing. You're the absolute best person, alien or not, I have ever met in my entire life. Even if they're being crappy to you right now, I have no doubt they all love you very much and while they may be idiots at the moment, they'd likely die for you. I know I would. It's impossible not to fall in love with you."

Kara's breathing seemed to even out as Lena kept smiling at her, and Kara looked at her with wide eyes, trying to speak but not finding the words.

"What is it?" Lena whispered with ease.

"You… you said fall in love… with me."

The Luthor was smiling until her brain processed what Kara said, what she had said, and she clenched her jaw. She went to pull her hands away but Kara gently gripped her wrists, keeping them there, leaning closer.

"Kara-"

"Do you?"

Lena's heart was racing.

"Do I what?"

"Do you love me?" she asked, the pair searching each other.

Lena licked her lips.

"We can talk about it another time. You're really vulnerable right now, and you've had a long week," Lena began, trying to pull away, until the blonde moved to hold her hands, pulling her closer and not letting her up.

"Lena, please," Kara pleaded, the brunette's eyes wide as she started at her coffee table, stared at the now cold tea sitting there.

Of all the ways she had expected her night to go…

"I'm pretty sure I started falling for you since the day I met you," she began, tears now in her eyes too, looking back to Kara.

She reached up, moving a piece of hair behind Kara's ear, brushing her cheek.

"There was just something about you, and then… ever since, I wanted to be closer to you. I don't think a day goes by where you're not a thought in my mind," she said, not sure what to expect, unsure of what to feel as Kara smiled at her, reaching up to cup her face too.

"What I said earlier, about Mxy? After he met you, we fought some more but he… he told me he found a suitor, a real suitor, someone unlike all the others who really understood me, would be there for me, who really truly loved me… and it wasn't until he said it that I finally accepted it too."

Lena swallowed.

"Kara… I don't… don't be with me because someone tells you to."

"I'm not. If I was doing that I'd listen to Alex and be with Mon-El… and no offense, but nobody is going to take us being together well," Kara chuckled out, Lena unleashing a long held breath, smiling as she nodded at the irony of it all.

Kara's other hand reached up, and she cupped Lena's cheeks, pulling her closer, the brunette stunned by the sunny expression on Kara's face. Her night had gone so unexpectedly to start, she shouldn't have expected anything less for the remainder of it. The blonde leaned in and kissed her slowly, their lips barely grazing, Lena's heart racing, surprise taking over.

She finally gathered her wits, pressing her lips more firmly against Kara's, her mind reeling. She had always hoped there could be something more between them, but she never let herself believe it actually could happen.

Kara smiled into the kiss, Lena's tongue then darting out, entering her mouth and making Kara gasp, the Luthor chuckling, happy to know she wasn't the only one enjoying this. Kara pushed forward, Lena lying back on the couch as her hands went up and down Kara's back, the woman hovering over her as their tongues battled for dominance. Lena let out a groan of pleasure when Kara finally lowered herself onto her, the blonde gasping in surprise when Lena gripped at the back of her thighs, moving up her ass.

They got lost in one another, neither knew for how long, but eventually they pulled apart, Kara panting as she looked at Lena's swollen lips.

"Lena, I… I want to, but-"

"I know," the brunette said with a confident smile.

She gently pushed on Kara's chest, the blonde holding back a pout as she got up from the couch. It wasn't till Lena extended a hand that she paid attention again.

"Let's go get some sleep. We can talk more in the morning."

Kara smiled, taking the outstretched appendage and intertwining her fingers with Lena's. The pair walked off to the bedroom for some well-deserved sleep. They could sort out the rest in the morning.

FIN

Am I the only one who thinks people have been shitty to Kara this season and Lena seems like the only one who'd be listening to her? My poor baby. XD Thanks for reading y'all.