Kara and Sara finished up their lunch and then parted ways, albeit rather reluctantly. For what had been a rather quick and working lunch on Kara's part, it had been really nice and she felt like she knew Sara a bit more. From what she had seen, she really, really liked Sara, she was the perfect, sassy, sarcastic, and smooth compliment to Kara's happy, bubbly, and overly honest self. It wasn't so much opposites attracting as it was coming together to make a whole.
As predicted, Kara and Cat worked late into the night. By the time Kara actually left her desk again after Sara left, it was long after midnight and all she really wanted to do was go home. She walked out of the CatCo building with a sigh and started to walk home when her super hearing picked up the sound of an alarm.
Kara groaned. She really should see what was going on. She really should. But sleep. And more food. It sounded like it was just an ordinary robbery, nothing more, as she listened in closer. She could already hear sirens starting towards the bank. Everything would be fine for a night without Supergirl.
Except now she heard what she knew was someone speaking in Corelian. She picked up a few words she remembered, mostly, go, smash, and grab, and she sighed. Aliens. Yeah, she was definitely needed now. Corelians weren't the most peaceful of species. She ducked into an alley and quick changed into her costume and flew towards the bank from which the alarms were sounding.
She landed just outside the building and did a quick survey now that she was up close. Five people inside stuffing money into bags and another who was raiding the safe deposit boxes. Alright, no problem, she was faster than a Corelian on Earth. She blinked off her x-ray vision and flew forward, aiming for the first one and speeding forward.
Except she had to pull up short because the one she'd been heading towards had come flying at her. Kara dodged out of the way and looked around. What in the world had just happened? Was Kal here? Or J'onn? But they would have called her and let her know that they were handling it. She looked back to where the flying Corelian had come from and saw a blur of white, moving fast, or fast for a human anyway. There were flashes of silver and it took Kara a second to realize that the fighter was holding what looked like a bo staff separated into two pieces. The only thing Kara knew for sure was she knew exactly no one who fought with a weapon like that, so they had to be a new player.
A new player that was about to be set upon by three Corelians on top of the one she was already fighting. The one in the safe deposit box room hadn't realized anything had gone yet, thankfully. Kara shot forward and took two of the Corelians by the collar and threw them into the bank vault wall with heavy thuds and the whine of denting melting. They both were back up in a second looking no worse for wear. That was the trouble with Corelians, they took a lot to take down. She remembered her aunt's stories about them and how short of a rocket launcher they almost always got back up.
Good thing she was even more powerful than a rocket launcher.
Kara shot forward, fists flying, into the nearest of them. She drove it slowly back into the wall, still punching, but the thing would not go down. If brute force wasn't going to do it, maybe heat vision would. She felt her eyes heat up and she directed a beam of laser vision toward its shoulder and hoped that would be enough to stun them for long enough for Kara to find something large enough to hit them with that would knock them out. The Corelian screamed and screamed, but it still didn't go down. Maybe she could used that rocket launcher after all.
Kara shot back across the room, getting as much room as she could between her and the Corelian and then shot forward again with all her might, fist back, ready to punch when she was close enough. She slammed into the other alien and knocked it back so hard that the vault wall actually gave just a bit. Oops, their insurance was not going to happy with them or Supergirl. Kara couldn't feel too bad considering the Corelian actually went down and stayed down. One down then. She hoped the other fighter was still holding her own because she still had another one to take down before she could help them out.
She flew around again, but the other Corelian had seen what she had just done to their compatriot, and wasn't going to be as easy to take down now. Great. Just what Kara needed. She was definitely going to need more potstickers after this. Good thing that place she liked across town was open twenty-four hours and were good about meeting her in the back alley as Supergirl. Sometimes rescuing people had perks, even if it was only potstickers with little fanfare in a back alley, that was more than enough for her. She left really good tips for them going out of their way too.
The Corelian charged at her and Kara sighed loudly. Oh boy, this was probably going to hurt her a little bit. But if she flew at him and he was charging at her, then she wouldn't need to generate as much speed before she could potentially knock him out. Well, at least physics was on her side. She flew straight at him, watching him carefully so she could dodge his punch when he threw it.
Except he didn't throw a punch like she was expecting. He jump straight up in the air at her, leg extended. Kara had to scramble to right herself enough to catch his leg and swing him around and around, generating a bit of a tornado around them until she slammed him to the ground. The concrete cracked and oh boy, the insurance company really wasn't going to like her now. But the Corelian stayed down and so at least it was a little more worth it.
Kara whipped around to go help the other fighter. There were still sounds of fighting from the other room so whoever they were they had managed to stay in the fight long enough even though they were two against one. Kara wondered if the other person was a metahuman because that was a difficult fight even for her, let alone someone with only human strength.
Didn't matter right now, what mattered right now was actually helping them. Kara flew out of the vault and straight at the closest alien. The one who had been in the safe deposit box room had joined the fight and it was looking a bit messy. She punched them hard and now that she knew that she had to hit them super hard, they actually went down with one punch. Thank Rao. Two left now.
She whipped around and froze, looking at the other fighter finally as they turned and spun like a lethal dancer. No, it couldn't be, there was no way. She was just seeing things after a long day. Not everything in her life had to be crazy, right?
Except then Sara stopped in the middle of a swing for long enough that Kara was sure it was her.
"Sara?" Kara gasped.
If she was Sara, she didn't even flinch at the sound of her name. Not that she could really afford to considering. Kara shook herself and sprang back into the fight. She took the second Corelian and punched them away from Sara and followed after his flying form. They hit one of the support beams scattered around the main lobby and fell on their butt. The impact stunned him a bit so by the time Kara was by his side he was only just realizing he needed to get up. Kara pulled her leg back and roundhouse kicked him in the temple. He was out like a light a second later.
She heard a loud thump and Kara turned around terrified that she was going to see Sara on the ground hurt. She was expecting that outcome so thoroughly that it actually took her brain a second to register that it wasn't Sara on the ground. The last Corelian was by Sara's feet, knocked out cold.
"Jesus Christ, and I thought Mick had the thickest skull in the universe. Guess I was wrong." Sara huffed out between pants.
Kara just stood there staring like an idiot. Yeah that was definitely Sara, no doubt about it now. That was her voice and now that the fight was over Kara could stare and stare and unless she had been dosed with some alien hallucinogen her eyes never deceived her.
"Sara?" She asked again.
Sara looked up at Kara and smiled. "Well, usually in this get up I liked to be called White Canary, but." She shrugged. "You get the whole thing about superhero names, don't you Supergirl?"
Kara just nodded numbly.
"So, I'm assuming we're calling someone other than the police to take care of these guys? I think they could smash through a regular jail cell with ease. Stupid hard heads." She kicked the Corelian at her feet.
"Uh, yeah, they should be on their way." She had pressed her homing beacon as she was flying to the fight. The DEO would be there soon enough to take the Corelians and put them in a nice cell that they couldn't smash their way out of, thank goodness.
"Good, because I don't know about you, but I didn't exactly imagine our next date as taking down whatever these guys are, you know?" Sara cocked an eyebrow.
Kara tried to splutter a denial, but Sara cut her off.
"Yeah, yeah, alter ego, secret identity, whatever. I think I've been through all this a few times. I'm a trained assassin, I can keep a secret."
"Trained assassin?!" Kara's head felt it was going to explode.
"Yeah, long story, definitely not first date material. More like fifth or sixth at least." Sara collapsed her bo staff and stowed it away. "I'm assuming same goes for you too. But isn't that the point of dating, the whole getting to know someone thing?" She walked over to Kara. "Right now, though, it's one in the morning and I've got to be at work at five so I'd like to catch a nap before that." She lifted up on her toes and kissed Kara on the cheek. "See you tomorrow on your coffee run."
Kara stared at Sara's retreating back for a long moment. What, exactly, had just happened to her?
But then the DEO vans were pulling up and Kara had to deal with them and really didn't get to answer that question as her night devolved into paperwork and protocol and alien wrangling.
The next morning the only reason that Kara was awake was because the sun was bright enough to get her out of bed. She thanked Rao that Earth's yellow sun was better for her than six shots of espresso and a three hour nap because otherwise between last night and the night before she would be dead out asleep still.
She kind of wished that she still was considering now that she was walking down the street she was walking closer and closer to seeing Sara after the fight last night and honestly she didn't know how to feel about that. Sara was a superhero too? But not with superpowers. What did you call a superhero without superpowers anyway? Was there another name for it? Not to mention the fact that Sara had also said in so many words that she had known all along that Kara was Supergirl. How was it that everyone in her life was figuring it out so quickly? First Cat and now this. Hank and Alex were going to kill her if they found out.
And all that worrying kept up with her until she walked into Noonans and there Sara was smiling at a customer, who from the sounds of it was being difficult and from the tension in Sara's body, Sara was holding back on murdering the soccer mom who hadn't gotten her half caf skinny grande white chocolate macchiato exactly as she wanted it. Her eyes drifted over to Kara and then her smile morphed into something real. All of Kara's worries just took a backseat for a second because a pretty lady was smiling at her. Oh.
The soccer mom finally went away after Sara promised they would remake the drink to her specific specifications. From the look Sara gave the girl pulling the espresso Kara honestly wouldn't be surprised if that second attempt wasn't held a bit too long so it would be luke warm at best. Kara didn't blame them as she stepped up to the register.
"Well, if it isn't my favorite customer," Sara said with a wink. "How are you this morning."
"I was gonna ask how you were after last night."
Sara shrugged. "Oh you know, a little sore from the workout, but I feel good."
Kara really wanted to ask if she was sure. Those were Corelians after all, but to make a bigger deal out of it would draw attention and she wasn't stupid.
"Oh. Um, good." Kara rubbed the back of her neck.
"Same thing as yesterday?" Sara asked.
"Yeah, but can I get four cinnamon rolls instead of one?" She was starving after the fight last night. She'd grabbed another helping of Chinese on her way home and then an entire leftover pizza once she got home, but after a fight she always needed even more than her usual god awful amount of calories and she was still making the deficit up.
"Coming up. You want them warmed up?" Sara asked.
Kara's eyes lit up and she started to bounce on her toes. Warm cinnamon rolls were the best cinnamon rolls.
"I'll take that as a yes." Sara smirked at Kara for a long moment. "That'll be 12.45 and it'll be up in a second."
Kara handed over the CatCo card and waited as Sara ran it. She bit her lip considering saying something more.
"Um, is there any way we could see each other sooner than Saturday?" It was Wednesday, but Kara wasn't exactly going to go into a date without talking about the fact that they were both superheroes for Rao's sake.
"Sure, what time do you get off? We could do pizza and beer. Do you like beer?"
Kara shook her head. "Doesn't do much for me. But pizza is good. So good. I just don't know what time I'll get off considering the deadline."
Sara shrugged. "I'm free after two so just let me know. I live a few blocks over, god bless rent control, so it won't be hard to be around whenever."
"Sounds good, I'll see you then." Kara moved aside to wait for her order. Rao, she hoped that everything would turn out ok because honestly she already had her hopes so high for this thing with Sara that wasn't really even developed at all. It was just the first real connection she'd had in a while and that was hard to let go just because Sara knew about her being Supergirl. And Sara being the White Canary. Geesh, her life was a trainwreck sometimes.
She sighed and picked up her order when her name was called and went off for another day of work at CatCo.