Hi guys! It's been a while since the last time I published a fic! I missed writing, but I had zero time! I've been super busy with work lately, but in the past few weeks I did find some time to write this one! This two-shot is a result of weeks of speculation with my amazing fellow Karamel shippers from Tumblr (y'all know who you are! 3). I gathered a few ideas from our discussions and added some ideas of my own. After the latest trailer came out I did change my mind about a lot of things, but I decided not to write those changes into this fic. I still think the marriage is fake though, and I tried to come up with a proper explanation for the lie, and I also tried to explain why Mon-El and Saturn Girl didn't help Supergirl on 3x09. I hope you guys enjoy it! :D


"I'm so sorry, Kara... I shouldn't have lied to you, I should have known better. I can't lose you again... Please come back to me. Please, wake up."

Those words kept coming back to Kara's mind ever since the moment she woke up from her coma, but she had no idea what they meant. It was as if she had heard Mon-El's voice inside her head when she was unconscious, but those words didn't make any sense. It had probably been just a dream, her mind playing tricks on her in a very cruel way.

What really mattered right now though was that she was finally healed and could finally go home. She was finally away from the Legion ship, and away from the DEO, and away from all that mess... at least for now. And the relief she felt when she stepped inside her apartment was overwhelming. She had spent her last hour at the DEO dodging both Mon-El and Imra, who seemed to be trying once again to talk to her about their situation. As if they hadn't hurt her enough the other times.

Luckily, when she was still recovering on the med bay, there was always someone at her side. Alex, Winn, J'onn, M'yrnn. She had noticed how Mon-El was always around — he was even the first person she saw when she got out of the coma — so she asked them not to let him, or Imra, alone with her, and they respected her wishes, doing as she asked.

Now, after leaving the DEO and coming home as fast as she could, she was curled up on her couch, trying to watch a movie but failing to pay any attention to it. The lump on her throat wouldn't go away.

She was trying not to cry, but it was becoming harder and harder. And the fact that now she knew the real reason why Mon-El had came back to the 21st century with the Legion made things even worse. Now she not only had to deal with a massive heartbreak, but also she had to deal with the knowledge that she might die on Reign's hands in the near future.

Releasing a shaky breath, she got up from the couch and walked lazily towards her fridge to get some ice cream. When she was about to open it, there was a knock on her door.

Alex! Thank Rao!

Her spirits lifted a little bit. She had asked Alex to come over, but her sister had said she still had lots of things to take care of at the DEO and wouldn't be able to leave any time soon. She must have managed to get everything under control already then.

Kara hopped to the door, briefly wondering why Alex had knocked instead of just coming in like she always did.

When she opened the door, she found out why. It wasn't her sister.

Mon-El was standing in front of her, both hands inside his pockets.

Kara's heart sank inside her chest and she just sighed.

"What are you doing here, Mon-El?" she asked, feeling emotionally tired.

"I just... I need to talk to you," he answered hesitantly, noticing her not very good mood. He was nervous, extremely nervous. He had tried to talk to her at the DEO, but she kept running away from him and Imra. But he couldn't just let it go, not this time. He desperately wanted her to listen to what he had to say. Of course he wouldn't force her to if she told him to go away, but he needed to give it another try before giving up for now.

Kara just sighed again, looking defeated, and turned around, walking back inside her loft, not even caring to close the door.

"May I... uh... May I come in?" he asked sheepishly.

"Whatever," she answered, trying to sound harsh, but she just sounded broken.

Mon-El followed her inside, closing the door behind him. He was so nervous he was nearly shaking.

"Kara, I..."

She turned around to look at him, and he was taken aback by the look on her face. There were tears in her eyes, and she looked so, so sad that his heart hurt.

"Why? Why you keep doing this to me? Why can't you and your wife just leave me alone?"

"Kara-"

"Why do you keep trying to talk to me? Can't you see I'd rather not to talk to you, or see you at all?"

She finally released the tears she had been holding back since she left the DEO, but she didn't even care at this point. She was tired of him twisting the knife inside her heart at every chance, she was tired of seeing him with Imra all the time, she was tired of seeing the man that once said he loved her with everything that he had caring so little about her feelings. She was tired of hearing his apologetic explanations, she was tired of seeing only pity in his eyes and she was tired of feeling so miserable every time she talked to him. She was just... tired.

"Kara, I'm so sorry... I should have known better than to hurt you like this, I'm so, so sorry... Please, listen-"

"I don't care if you're sorry or not! It doesn't change the fact that I spent seven months in hell, fearing for your life, dreaming about you coming back to me only to have a nightmare afterwards about losing you all over again! And now you're actually here, alive, safe, but then I look at you and it hurts so much, because I don't know you anymore!" she cried, nearly stammering through her sobs. "I look at you, and I try to find my Mon-El, the man I love, the man that used to love me too, but I can't find him, because he's long gone."

"No, Kara, I'm still here. I'm here," he breathed, barely finding his voice through his own tears.

"No, you're not. You moved on, you forgot about me. You said you would always keep me in your heart, and you didn't. I know it's been seven years for you and you thought you'd never see me again, but it doesn't change the fact that you did forget about me, while my love for you is still here and I don't know what to do with it. And it hurts like hell!"

Her heart still hurt, but she was relieved for finally letting out everything she had been holding back since his return.

"Kara, please listen to me. Please. I need you to listen to what I have to say, I have a lot of things to explain to you, and I know you still might not forgive me, but I need to explain..."

"Explain what?"

Mon-El took a deep breath — the first of many that night.

"Everything."

She swallowed hard and, after debating with herself for a moment, she nodded. If she just let him say whatever he wanted to say already, maybe he would leave her alone for good afterwards.

"Okay. I'll listen."

Mon-El closed his eyes for a moment before speaking.

"Kara, I made a mistake, a huge mistake, and you almost died because of it."

Kara frowned.

"What are you talking about?"

"You weren't supposed to almost die in your first fight against Reign."

Kara furrowed her brows, trying to understand what he was saying.

"What? What do you mean?"

"That's why we weren't there to help you, Kara. We thought you would deal with her just fine. We knew you would deal with her just fine. Except you didn't, and I can't help thinking it was my fault."

Kara furrowed her brows even further. That didn't make any sense.

"How is all of this even possible? And how could it possibly be your fault?"

"Can we... Can we sit?"

Kara realized something serious was going on. She started getting nervous, and just nodded, sitting on the couch.

Mon-El followed suit, sitting in front of her, but keeping his distance.

"When I arrived in the 31st century and learned about what had happened to you, all I could think of was to find a way to come back to you and save you. I spent seven years training, and gathering the Legion and building the ship so we could travel back in time and help you defeat Reign, and they all agreed to help me because the 31st century is surrounded by darkness, and everything started when Reign killed you. Other world killers appeared in the years that followed, and many heroes tried to defeat them in the coming centuries, and in the 31st century we're still fighting. I managed to find all the records about Reign and learned everything about all the fights you had. You didn't survive the last one..."

"Yeah, I already know that."

"But in the very first one you handled her just fine. You matched her, Kara, blow by blow. The first time we came we weren't even here for your first battle because we already knew the outcome, and we thought this time would be the same and-"

"Wait, what are you saying? What do you mean the first time you came?"

"We tried to save you before..."

Kara's eyes widened. Had she heard right?

"What? How? I don't understand..."

"The first time we traveled back in time, we arrived shortly before your second fight with Reign. We helped you, and you nearly defeated her, but she fled the battlefield. She got a lot stronger after that, and each time you fought with her things became more and more difficult... And in the last fight, I... In the last fight things went terribly wrong, and... we couldn't save you," he said, his voice faltering.

He closed his eyes and sighed heavily, doing his best not to cry. It was too painful to relive all those awful memories.

Kara watched him intently through silent tears, her heart tight inside her chest. Knowing in advance everything that had happened to her, everything that could still happen, was something she never thought she would ever experience. She knew that Barry and Iris had gone through something similar, but she never thought she would experience something like that herself. It was surreal.

Mon-El continued.

"We decided to give it another try. We had to. I had to. We decided to travel back to a much earlier point in time though, but then our ship was attacked by a fifth dimension being. You know, like Mxyzptlk."

"Yeah, I remember him."

"But this one was way more dangerous than Mxy. He had sided with Reign. He sent our ship 12,000 years back and damaged our engines in the process, and we couldn't find our way back. Our only chance was to go into cryosleep and set the ship to wake us up in the right time. And that would be 30 years ago."

"30 years ago?"

"Yes, that's when Reign's ship landed on Earth."

"I thought she had landed at the same time as Kal-El."

"She would have, since they left Krypton at the same time, but, just like your pod, and mine as well, her pod got knocked off course. We don't know exactly what happened to it, but she only landed on Earth 5 years later. We thought it would be better to deal with her when she was still a baby, maybe send her to the Phantom Zone, or to the Well of Stars, or put her on cryosleep until the 31st century and then use our technology to reprogram her mind, anything. But something happened and we missed the timing. The ship didn't wake us up when it was supposed to. We still don't know what happened. Maybe the malfunction did that, or something else prevented the ship from waking us up on the right time. Instead, it only did after the vibrations from the Betahedron explosion hit the ship."

Kara just stared at him, completely at loss for words. Her mind was racing, trying to process everything Mon-El was telling her.

"I thought the ship had woken me up on the right time, 30 years ago, but then you showed up with J'onn and Winn... I wasn't expecting to see you at all. And then I realized we had missed the timing badly, very badly, and suddenly everything that had happened rushed back to my mind. And when you said it had been seven months since the day I left, I realized it was almost around the time of Reign's first attack. We were already running out of time."

"But... Why didn't you tell us that right away?"

"I couldn't... Reign hadn't appeared yet, and I didn't even know you guys would believe me or not. Also, I was still so confused, and I wasn't thinking clearly. I actually wanted to tell you everything at the med bay, but you didn't let me, you urged me to rest. And when I recovered I realized I needed the others. I couldn't think straight, I didn't have a plan, I hadn't anticipated meeting you on those circumstances. I needed the others... And, most of all, I needed Imra."

Kara winced at that, and looked down at her hands.

Mon-El's eyes softened at her reaction, and his heart started to race. That was it. He had to tell her the truth.

"You know, my emotions weren't letting me see things clearly. Every time I looked at you, all the pain of seeing you dying went back in full force. I saw you dying, Kara," he paused for a moment and looked deeply into her eyes. "I saw the woman I love with all my heart die right in front of me."

Kara's eyes widened. Was she imagining things or...? Had he just said he loved her? With all his heart? One part of her felt elated to hear him say that, but the other part...

This is wrong, this is so wrong...

"Please, Mon-El... Just stop! You shouldn't be saying those things to me, you're a married man now!"

She stood up and walked to the window, turning away from him. She was confused, and mad at the same time, and she was really tempted to just fly out the window and leave him alone.

"It's not like that, Kara..."

"Then explain to me, Mon-El, because I'm really lost here," she nearly bellowed, turning to look at him again. "You spent seven years in the future and came back married to someone else, and now you're saying you love me with all your heart? Is that some kind of joke?"

"No, Kara, it's not a joke."

"Then what is it?"

"See... Imra is a very powerful telepath, and she not only can read minds, but she can also manipulate feelings and thoughts. My emotions weren't letting me think straight, so I asked her to tone them down a bit. I asked her to suppress my feelings for you, temporarily, so I could think properly and work on a way to save you, and to keep me from doing stupid things due to my emotions. And I also asked her to... Uh..."

"What? What did you ask her to?" Kara was growing impatient.

"I asked her... to pretend to be my wife."

To be continued...