Hank spent about twenty minutes giving Cat a stern talking to. He ran through worse case scenarios and even went as far as outright threatening.

"Are you through?" Cat asked. Kara was taken aback at her boldness, though maybe she shouldn't have been. Thankfully, Hank kept his temper in check.

"Yes. Is there anything you'd like to add?"

Cat nodded. "Can I have a moment alone with you."

"What?" Kara exclaimed.

"Kara..." Hank warned. Alex took Kara by the arm and led her out of the room.

"Yes?" Hank prompted.

"Mr. Henshaw, I really care about Kara," she looked at him with a genuine look in her eye that was quite rare for her. "I would never do anything to hurt her."

Hank nodded. The two of them walked out of the chambers to find the Danvers sisters engrossed in a funny YouTube video that Kara had pulled up on her phone. Cat rolled her eyes.

"Well," Hank said. "We are good to go here. So feel free to head out and get things back to normal."

Kara shot Hank a look that was some cross between anger and disbelief. Back to normal? Back to normal?!

Alex squeezed her sister's hand tightly, proud that Kara had been biting her tongue on this one.

The three women began walking to their cars. "Alright Kara, let's go. It's almost 10 and I don't want you to be late tomorrow."

"I'm... I'm not fired?" Kara asked in shock.

"I suppose not," Cat said. "This job seems important you for whatever reason." Alex smirked at that remark.

"Thank you, Miss Grant, thank you!" Before she could stop herself, her arms were wrapped around Cat, who looked quite surprised by the whole ordeal.

"Alright that's enough," she remarked. "Like Hank said, let's try to get things back to normal." Kara nodded excitedly.

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The next morning Kara picked up Cat's latte from Noonan's, like always. She heated it up when she heard Cat near. She could do that in front of Cat now, but no, that just seemed too weird.

Kara was doing her best to keep things "normal" but she was terrified that the dynamic had permanently shifted between them. How could it not? Kara's suspicions were confirmed when only moments later something out of the ordinary happened.

"What's on my schedule today?" Cat asked.

"Staff meeting at 10:00, meeting with James about photography for the next issue at 3:00," Kara reported.

"Perfect," Cat said, in a way that made it clear Kara should be afraid of what would come next. "We'll get lunch."

"We, we?" Kara asked incredulously, as she gestured between the two of them.

"Yes, Kiera. Please pick up your jaw now. I just want to take my assistant out to lunch. No need to have a coronary."

Kara glared at Cat for the fake innocent act. "Okay," she said carefully. "Do you want me to make us a reservation?" She asked still both confused and suspicious.

"Yes, 12:30, Roberto's," Cat replied.

Kara nodded, now even more nervous at the choice of location. Roberto's was fancy. Couldn't they just go to Panera or something? Kara laughed at the idea of Cat in Panera.

Kara sat impatiently through the staff meeting, wondering what all this was about. Was Cat going to fire her after all? Was she going to try to pressure Kara into an intimate exclusive with Supergirl? Maybe she just wanted to apologize for the way she'd treated Kara? Regardless, 12:30 could not come soon enough.

Finally, at about 12:15, Cat suggested they walk over. Kara jumped up from her seat a little too quickly. She hadn't been able to focus on anything all morning.

Kara opened the door for Cat when they reached the restaurant. "Thank you," she said. Cat walked through the door and didn't even need to say anything. They knew her at Roberto's. They were whisked to a comfortable booth in the back.

"So..." Kara said as soon as they sat down.

"Be patient, Kara," she opened her menu. "Do you want some wine? I think I'll have a glass of wine."

"Ummmm," Kara hesitated.

"Yes," Cat said definitively. She turned to the waiter, "we'll have two glasses of the Chardonnay."

"Right away ma'am," he replied.

"Kiera," Cat said, "you don't have to look so nervous."

"C'mon, you are trying to make me nervous."

"Well..." Cat admitted, "it was rather fun at first, but it's gotten old." Cat took a sip of the wine that had just arrived at the table. "There's nothing for you to worry about."

"So this was just a fun midday excursion because you take your work lightly?" Kara challenged.

Cat shot her a dirty look. "I know your secret," Cat began. Kara tensed up immediately. "And I wanted to level the playing field, well as much as I'm able."

Kara relaxed a little. "You want to tell me a secret?" Between the existence of Adam and the murder that Cat was distantly associated with early in her career, Kara thought she'd uncovered most of Cat's skeletons.

"It's not a bad thing," Cat began, "just like your secret isn't. It's just something I've chosen to keep separate from work until now." Cat took a sip, well more of a gulp, of her wine.

"I'm gay," she said at last.

Kara couldn't contain her look of surprise. It was not what she had expected to hear. "That's..." Kara stumbled. "That's… great."

Now Cat looked surprised. It was, to be fair, a bit of a weird response. "Great?" She challenged.

"Well not great," she corrected. "I mean I'm sure it's been hard for you. And I'm sure it's a difficult secret to keep and," Kara was officially babbling. She got a hold of herself. "And what I mean to say is, thanks for trusting me with that."

"Oh god now you just sound like Dr. Phil," Cat groaned.

Kara laughed, and the two of them, finally relaxed, enjoyed their lunch.