This came about because I refuse to believe Alex Danvers, holder of at least one doctorate, actually has neat handwriting without effort.

Agent Sloan groaned audibly when he saw the lab report on top of the stack of reports he needed to enter into the system that day. Most of the researchers took notes by hand and then the lab techs entered them into the system the following morning. Most of the researchers also had legible handwriting, or at least attempted to make it so. Except that morning he got one of Agent Danvers' lab reports and for the life of him he could never decipher 90% of the words on the page. Ironically, the part that was usually most legible was her signature at the bottom. Unhelpfully, he knew no other DEO agent could read her handwriting either and it had been that way since she'd joined the DEO.

At first a few techs had tried to ask her to rewrite them, hoping a second draft would be legible. No such luck. She'd rewritten the first few and then once she discovered the request wasn't because she'd done something wrong, she'd refused. A few deadly glares and the rapid spread of rumors once everyone realized just how well Alex Danvers had taken to DEO training and no one dared ask again. Instead, they'd simply taken to scanning her reports and attaching them to the appropriate file.

Once Kara had started working with the DEO life for the techs on lab report duty had gotten immeasurably better. She'd heard them complaining one day and offered to take a look at her sister's handwriting. That was when the lab techs found out that Kara Danvers had a surprisingly inventive vocabulary when it came to cursing and had no compunctions about using it when referring to Alex Danvers. Fortunately, she also was well used to the scribbles masquerading as handwriting and could translate it for the techs to properly enter into the system. She also was generally more than willing to do so if provided with snacks, so the lab techs had simply started keeping a "translate Agent Danvers's handwriting" fund.

Sighing, Sloan grabbed the report and went to see if Kara was around. He hoped she had come in with Agent Danvers that morning before work as she was wont to do. He found Agent Danvers already in her lab but no sign of Kara, either in her normal clothes or as Supergirl. Sighing, he headed for the command center, hoping she was there but not very confident. If she wasn't with Agent Danvers this early she probably wasn't there at all. Sure enough, the command center was devoid of any superheroes.

Sloan stopped at Vasquez's station. "I don't suppose you've seen Supergirl this morning?"

Vasquez glanced up at him with a raised eyebrow. "No, why?" Wordlessly he held up the lab report. Vasquez didn't laugh, or even smile, but he could tell she was highly amused. "Sorry, Sloan. If I see her I'll let her know but I don't think she's planning to be here today outside an emergency."

Sloan sighed and nodded. "Figures. Thanks, Vasquez."

"Why don't you guys just ask Danvers what it says?"

Sloan looked at her incredulously. "Are you kidding?"

"She's not that scary."

"Who's not that scary? Hey, Vasquez." Sloan jumped at the voice that sounded suddenly behind him and whipped around. Detective Maggie Sawyer was giving him a curious smile, head cocked, two cups of coffee in her hands.

"Your girlfriend," Vasquez responded dryly.

Detective Sawyer just laughed. "What'd she do this time? I swear she had coffee before leaving."

"Nothing. She did nothing," Sloan hurried to respond. He did not need Agent Danvers upset with him. Then the identity of the person he was talking to hit him. If anyone can read this besides Kara it would be her… right? "But actually, detective… could I ask you a favor?"

Sawyer arched an eyebrow. "Depends on the favor."

"Can you read this?" He practically shoved the report at her.

She blinked and set the coffees down on the console. "Uh, sure?" She held out a hand for the pages and Sloan sighed in relief as he handed them over. Perfect. He jumped when she started laughing.

"Ma'am?"

Sawyer waved him off, still laughing.

Bewildered he turned to Vasquez who was actually grinning. Still confused Sloan turned back to Sawyer who had finally seemed to get herself under control. "Ma'am?"

"I'm sorry, kid. I can't read that. Who the hell's handwriting is that and who taught them how to write?"

"I… umm…" He wasn't really sure what to say. He'd been positive that Detective Sawyer would be able to read Agent Danvers's handwriting.

Vasquez saved him. "It's Agent Danvers's lab report."

Sawyer blinked then started laughing again. "Alex?"

"Yes?"

Sloan jumped again. He had completely missed Agent Danvers's approach. She was now standing just to the side of Detective Sawyer and giving them all a quizzical look.

Sawyer just turned with a broad grin and kissed Danvers on the cheek. "Hey, babe."

Danvers looked away from Sloan and smiled down at her girlfriend. Sloan was positive he'd never seen her so happy, even around Kara. "Hey, yourself. What are you doing here? And why do you have my lab report?"

"Coffee delivery. I was on my way to an interview that just conveniently brought me past here."

Danvers's smile seemed to broaden. "Oh yeah?" She leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Sawyer's lips. Sloan looked away awkwardly, not wanting to be caught staring at his superior even if she was acting extremely out of character. Vasquez was openly amused at his discomfort.

"So, seriously, why do you have my lab report?"

"Oh, he wanted me to read it." Sloan's head whipped back around in time to catch Sawyer waving a hand in his direction. No no no…

Danvers looked over and raised an eyebrow at him. "There a problem with my findings, Agent Sloan?"

"Oh, uh, n—no…"

Sawyer was still grinning up at Agent Danvers. "I'm guessing he can't read your handwriting, Danvers."

Agent Danvers frowned and snatched the paper from Sawyer's hand. "I don't see why not, it's perfectly clear. It says right here—'the combination resulted in a lower alkaline level which was unexpected.'"

Sawyer peered at the paper where Danvers was pointing. For his part, Sloan felt rooted in place. This could not be happening. "Are you sure, Danvers? Because that looks like scribbles to me. Maybe you should stick to the small caps like when you leave me notes."

Danvers scowled and Sloan took an involuntary step backward. "That takes too long. This is much faster and is perfectly legible."

Sloan felt positive anyone, even someone dating Agent Danvers, would recoil at the look on her face. But Sawyer just laughed up at her. She leaned up and placed another kiss on Agent Danvers's cheek. "Whatever you say, Danvers. Now, why don't we go drink this coffee and let the poor agent get back to his work, hmm?"

Sloan braced himself for the sure-to-be-biting words that were certain to follow. Except Agent Danvers just scowled down at her girlfriend for a moment before a slight smile curled her lips. Danvers didn't even look at Sloan as she shoved the lab report back toward him. As soon as he'd snatched it back, she simply grabbed the two coffees and handed one to Sawyer. Slinging an arm around Sawyer's shoulders, Danvers absently nodded at Sloan and Vasquez before turning and steering Sawyer in the direction of her lab. Sloan watched them go, heads tilted toward each other and clearly talking quietly, shocked he hadn't gotten a dressing down.

He turned to Vasquez in bafflement. She just smirked up at him before turning back to her console. "Told you she wasn't that scary."

"Says you. Just… tell Supergirl I need her help if you see her, thanks." Sloan hurried back to his office, hoping Detective Sawyer would distract Agent Danvers enough that she wouldn't just come track him down later.