After much insistence, Hank agreed to let Kara enter the room so that she could see her sister.

Kara saw the cuts and bruises she had, surprised that she could be hurt like this. Kara tried to take her sister's hand, but when she saw the grimace that was reflected on her face, she released it. Afraid of hurting her, she instead caressed her sister's cheek. Right now when Kara saw her so small and unprotected, all she wanted was to keep her safe and to make sure that she was okay.

However, there was something that remained in the back of Kara's head... Her older sister had become the little one, what would she think about that? How could she react when she found out? Kara was aware that it wasn't going to be simple, that it was going to cost her to accept reality since this was not something that could have been predicted.

Kara had succeeded in overcoming the death of all those who had stayed on Krypton, but the death that had been the hardest for her to accept had been her sister's. No matter how many times or in what way Kara's family had explained it, she could never understand why Kaelah should have stayed on Krypton. It was the reason why the relationship between her and her parents was increasingly tense. Kara remembered seeing Kaelah cry one of the last nights, cowering over herself and begging her parents not to do it, to think it over again. She had claimed that they never let her do what she liked, that she was always forced to do what they wanted. Kara honestly never knew what that conversation was about, but the pain with which her sister had spoken made her understand that this went far beyond the trials in which the three participated, this was something that had to do with her.

She watched as Kaelah's hand began to move as she started to wake up.

"Kara, we need you to go outside," one of the DEO agents asked.

"But she's my sister, I want to be with her," she argued, looking at Alex, the only one she could convince.

"I know, but it is the best for her, we don't know how she will react and if she sees you, it can make everything worse," she answered. "I'll let you know when I know something, I promise."

Kara sighed and moved toward the door, turning one last time to Kaelah, trying to tell herself that it was the right thing to do.


I breathed hard as I opened my eyes, watching everything around me, feeling pain for the first time in a long time, pain all over my body. I grabbed at my arm with my clammy hand and tried to get the needle out of me. I startled when I felt a stranger's hand against my own, preventing me from tearing the needle from my arm. I looked at her in terror, looking for some memory that would help me to understand who she was, but I didn't know who she was or where I was, so I was beginning to alter myself, breathing with agitation.

"Hey, shh, we're not going to hurt you," she said trying to touch me, but I jerked away, still trying to figure out what was happening.

Where was I? What was I doing here? How did I get here? I vaguely remembered that the pod had crashed, but after that I had fallen into unconsciousness, which was a fact that made me wonder how much time had passed since then.

I closed my eyes trying to organize all my thoughts, trying to find answers to all of my questions, but honestly, I didn't think I was able to answer them. There was only one question that managed to disrupt me enough to make me forget to breathe. Kara, Where was Kara? Was she alive? I felt that I was going to start crying when I remembered her, knowing that I might have lost her forever, that I might never see her again.

How had I come to this? My parents were dead, I had no idea where my sister or my cousin could be, and now I was here, in a room with people I didn't know, who watched me with fear and curiosity, even compassion.

"Maybe we should let her in, she might be able to calm her down," the girl told the man across the room.

"Or maybe she will alter her more, we don't know that," the man debated back.

I watched them both, listening closely to what they were saying, getting lost at the name of Supergirl, because right now I was beginning not to understand what was happening. Who was she? What did she have to do with me? However, I soon understood, I knew who they were referring to.

"Is she here?" I asked as the first tears came out of my eyes. "I want to see her. I want to see my sister," I demanded, surprising them.

I watched as she turned and started walking towards the door, but the man grabbed her arm.

"Don't even think about it, Danvers," he warned.

"She is in all her right, both are," the girl shouted.

"This will only make things worse and if she sees her, it will continue to complicate everything," he debated, "Supergirl is not the girl who she's waiting to see, you know it."

"Still, we should let them see each other," she replied, and the man eventually nodded.

I watched her leave the room, eagerly waiting for her to return, but this time with my sister. By the time she did, I couldn't help closing my eyes, trying to reconstruct the image in my mind. The beginning of a cry was forced past my lips and I wasn't able to stop it.

No ... It could not be true. Where was the thirteen-year-old girl who had said goodbye to me? That scared little girl we sent to a planet she didn't know? Suddenly a new question popped into my brain... Was I on Earth?

"Kaelah," I heard her call me, and I opened my eyes to look at her as I tried to hold back my sobs.

I could doubt her, I might doubt that she was my sister, but the way that she looked at me told me everything. It was her. I watched her tearfully as she struggled to smile before I decided to hug her, forced to lie down again, grimacing.

"Hey, you can't move so much," she said stroking my hair as I closed my eyes again.

Right now I was only able to ask her a question. How long had it been since the last time I had seen her?

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