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Prompt: Unrequited Love

Note: I used some dialogue from 1x08 & 1x09 but changed it to fit the plot.

Words: 2061

Summary: Cat confronts Kara about being Supergirl and things don't go as she planned.


Maybe, Just Maybe

It was 8 o'clock on a Friday night, the Catco building was nearly empty. The only two people on the floor were her and Cat. In Kara's mind, she was Cat, it felt more personal, more natural. She let it slip a couple of times to James and Alex. She didn't realize she did it until she got quizzical glances from them. She wouldn't call her that to her face though. Supergirl didn't even do that.

She sighed, her and Cat were going over this week's issue because apparently Cat found that her employees were too incompetent and Catco had higher standards than the disaster then what was going to be the latest issue of the magazine. And because Cat hadn't gone home, neither did Kara.

This happened a few times, Cat staying late and doing this. Kara had figured out she would become extremely demanding and picky when the older woman was either very nervous or stressed, usually it was the latter.

They hadn't spoken about what happened a couple of days ago on the balcony and she was grateful. She didn't know what she was going to say.

They worked in silence for a while until Cat sighed, not looking up from her laptop. "Hand me the new layout sheets, Supergirl."

Kara's head shot up and she gulped. "M-miss Grant I… I'm not-"

"You're not Supergirl. Please, we've had this conversation before. Kiera, I'm not stupid. You're excuses and poor attempts to cover up the fact that you are in fact Supergirl are things that I see through. So, I'll ask again, why are you lying to me?" She had looked up to face Kara with an annoyed expression that the younger woman was very accustom to.

Cat's sarcastic, arrogant tone was clear when she spoke. "What no response? Kiera or rather Supergirl, I did ask you a question."

The younger woman closed her eyes and let out a breath. "I'm not Supergirl Miss Grant. As I told you before, I can't offer you any other explanation besides the fact that they're coincidences."

Cat's response was fast. "And I told you, I don't believe in coincidences. So, 'Kiera' you leave me no choice, you're fired."

"What! But-b, what?" Kara's mouth dropped open in shock.

"You may not want to admit it to me, I'm sure you have your reasons but I know the truth. Every second you waste being my assistant instead of her, a life could be saved. I'm not going to be the reason or the person holding Supergirl back. Bad things happen in this city and it's up to Supergirl to stop it. I'm not getting in the way of that Kiera. So, you're fired." Her voice was soft but left no room for discussion.

Unable to control herself, Kara snapped. "It's Kara but then again, you know that. You're not stupid Miss Grant, but neither am I. That's how I know that you mess up my name on purpose and how I know that whenever it's been a bad day you reach for the M&M's by your bar instead of the Martinis because you're a lightweight and never want anyone to see you in anything other than a perfect state. That's how I know you have me schedule a meeting every 6:30 on Wednesday but there is no meeting. You're making sure that you're free if Carter's father cancels his visits. I know about the incident as you would put it that happened when Lois published those articles about you and your 'inability to be a proper mother' as she put it last year. And how much the affected you. Now, you may think I'm some superhero but I'm not. But while I may not be Supergirl, I am damn good at my job. So you firing me because you think I'm not admitting the fact that I have superpowers isn't a good enough reason. I've been here too long to not go out with a bang."

As soon as the words left her lips, she regretted them. She was exhausted, between Astra, her secret identity at night and her more pressing day job, everything seemed to become too much and she snapped. She didn't lose control, not usually. Growing up she could never afford the risk of exposing herself. So, she learned to bottle it up but some days like today, it became too much and all her carefully placed anger would bubble to the surface and explode.

Her hand covered her mouth. "Miss Grant…I'm so sor-."

The older woman raised a hand to shush her. "Sorry, yes I know. Well, Kiera this seems to be a reoccurring theme. While I do enjoy seeing a more dominant side of you, this has to stop."

"I know, I'm sorry. It's just there's been a lot on my mind lately and I've… you don't need to hear this. I'll stop talking now."

"That would be useful if you're planning on actually helping and not just babbling and yelling."

Kara couldn't contain her relieve. "Does that mean I can stay?"

The older blonde pursed her lips before answering. "For now."

She smiled, "Thank you."

She meant what she said to Cat earlier, she did need this job and it wasn't because of the money. Of course she did need a way to put food on the table and pay for rent but it was more than that. Catco had become like a second home to her. She was Kara long before Supergirl and if it ever came down to it, she'd be able to survive without being Supergirl but she couldn't give up being Kara. She needs Kara more than Supergirl because while saving the city and helping people are things that she's always wanted to do, having a life, a real life is just as important.

She realized that despite her prickly skin, Cat was a caring person. Alex didn't understand it, she didn't even understand it herself sometimes but she liked Cat. As more than a boss or a mentor. Sometimes, she'd even allow herself to admit that she might have real feelings for her, feelings deeper than friendship. She wasn't stupid, she knew that Cat didn't like her back, she didn't know if Cat even considered her more than an employee most of the time. But there were moments and if she extremely lucky, there were days that she thought maybe she was more to Cat than she thought.

"Kiera!" The shrill sound of her boss snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Yes Miss Grant." She asked.

"I expect you to be with me when I'm in the room talking to you. I don't pay you to daydream."

"Sorry," She apologized, her cheeks turning red.

The older woman didn't bother hiding the annoyance in her voice. "What did I tell you about apologising?"

"Sorry," she winced at her own words. "I do that when I'm nervous."

She didn't expect her boss to spin around and face her. They couldn't have been more than a foot apart. Kara knew that even without her heightened senses, she would still be able to smell Cat's vanilla and mint perfume. She may be the one with the superpowers but Cat Grant seemed to have some of her own.

With an almost predatory glint in her eyes she spoke. "And I make you nervous. Why, is there some secret that you're not telling me?"

"No, it's just, I'm and you're but-" she couldn't help but fumble for her words, their proximity affecting her more than she cared to admit.

"Oh relax Kiera. Where are the layouts that I asked for?" Cat asked as she moved away, the dismissive tone in her voice brought Kara back to normal.

"Right here," she tried to ignore the slight flutter of her heart as she handed Cat the folder and their fingers brushed.

Kara could've been imagining it but she thought she saw the faint hue of a darker colour appear on the other woman's cheeks as their hands brushed. But she blinked and it was gone, so were Cat's hands. The loss of heat made Kara frown.

Cat was an attractive woman, everyone knew that. But it wasn't just her looks that Kara liked. She had her life together, she didn't need superpowers to be a hero. People looked up to her, aspired to be like her Kara was no different. Alex had called her out on it one day. She had been busy with Supergirl stuff and forgot to do something for Cat. It was one of the few times she screwed up and the older woman ripped her for it. Kara had taken it out on Alex during one of their sparing matches and confronted Kara about her feelings for her boss. While Kara did admit that she might have a small crush on her, what she didn't say was that her feelings were a little stronger than that. But those kinds of things weren't a good place to be said at the DEO. She wasn't even sure if they should be said at all. Cat didn't like her, not like that. There was no way she could.

"Kiera!" Cat's voice brought her back to reality.

"Honestly, this is the second time today that you've spaced out on me and I don't appreciate it. Are you even paying attention?"

Kara rubbed her temples. She had lost her powers again last night. She didn't say anything to anyone because she knew that it would only cause them to worry and she didn't need that. Besides, she knew they'd be back soon. It's happened a few times lately. She knows why, she's keeping too many secrets, too much has been going on in her mind and it screws up her powers. It was a downside to bottle up her emotions.

"Kara, are you okay?" She noticed the older woman was by her side.

Kara tried to smile and sound stronger than she was actually feeling. "Yeah it's fine. I'm sorry." She paused. "You used my name."

She could see Cat still looking her over, her voice conveyed worry despite her words. "I don't need a lawsuit on my hands. Clearly, you've been working too much. Go home."

"Are you sure Miss Grant, I can stay." Kara asked, she would much rather spend her time with the other woman as oppose to her lonely apartment. "There's still a lot of work to be done if you're planning on 'fixing' this week's article."

Cat's tone was softer than usual. "Go home Kara, it's late."

"Really, I'm fine. It's just a small headache. Unless you've changed your mind on firing me, I would rather stay." She told her honestly, ignoring that for the second time tonight Cat used her real name.

She squinted her eyes and Kara could tell that she still wasn't fully convinced. "Fine but its 8 o'clock and I know you haven't eaten because I haven't either."

Kara took it as a sign. "I'll call the Chinese place and order some food."

"Good." Kara was reaching for her phone when Cat said. "Oh and Keira, don't think that I didn't notice you ate all the pot stickers last time."

Kara smiled sheepishly. "I'll order more."

Seeing Cat's smile, she added. "And I swear, I won't take them all this time."

Whenever they worked late, she would order Cat Chinese food from a couple of streets away. She doesn't think that anyone knew that as refined as Cat's pallet was, twenty dollar takeout was the older woman's power food when she was burning the midnight oil. Kara used to order two sets but eventually Cat scolded her and told her to just order whatever she wanted and add it to her bill.

"Well don't just stand there." She waved her hand dismissively, her demeanour changing back to the Cat Grant she knew.

Kara dialled the number and from the corner of her eye, she saw that Cat was still smiling. She didn't want to admit it but it was because of moments like that, that made her hold on to the hope of someday. Because maybe these feelings were unrequited but maybe, just maybe there was hope that someday they wouldn't be.

AN So I think these will be loosely connected chapters. The prompts are going to be from Supercatweek. Thank you guys so much for the responses, it means the world to me. :)