'What we perceive as solid matter is mostly empty space. Just as we may perceive that a life is full that is actually a series of empty encounters.' - Walter Bishop.


"Lee-lee?"

Kara blinked limbs sunken and weighted... rigid and dizzied. Head barely lifting as she heard Lena shift and stumble until her shoulders slid down the far wall.. pristine black trench thoroughly crumpled and dusty. The metal groaned- panging as the brunettes skull thumped backwards against the silvered doors. Huffing... Lena closed her emerald orbs silently- breathing rather deeply as she debated where that confession had even come from.

A few moment's passed and Kara looked up disquietly upon hearing "Peanut Butter Cup or Cookie Dough?"

That's when Kara found Lena rifling through a white bag and pulling out a set of plastic spoons... seemingly ardent on using the frozen cream for her own type of transcendental mediative escape.

Squeaking somewhat guiltily "But uh ...what about Ruby?"

Lena half shrugged uncaring after Kara's little revelation "it'll melt before we manage to get out of here as I'm sure you need a few moments to gather yourself so... why not... If anything I need the liquid encouragement.. that is unless you have an alternative... perhaps a bottle of bourbon hidden within your purse?" One eyebrow raised in challenge... the CEO was unaffected by her own level of sass and sarcasm.

Kara shook her head... still a little dazed and not quite grasping the subtle not so subtle layers of contempt Lena was spitting out and showering the whole Rao-damned compartment with.

"So which one...?" the peeved brunette beauty continued- as she held out both in parallel- head bowed as her irises glinted staring upwards, essentially goading Kara into taking her pick. Shyly the Kryptonian reached for the cookie dough only to stop short as Lena yanked her hand back suddenly- removing the tub from her orbit and purposefully handing over the nutty consolation prize.

It was a known trait to crinkle in times of sadness or irritation and so the blonde crinkled in a type of somber questioning...

Lena noticed and remarked "you get that one... so at least now you know what it's like to loose something you love... that you thought was something else."

Glaring she removed herself entirely leaning back down onto the metal, uncaring to as why Kara just stayed there- on her knees, lip quivering as she stared into the frosted peanut butter pot like it held all of life's untapped answers.

Combing the edge of her stolen cookie dough, tasting it's sweet sweet victory, the business woman brazenly sucked the spoon dry- content to do that for however long it took for them to suffocate and die...or rather... for her to suffocate and die because someone isn't as human as she once thought. Inadvertently glancing up in a ball of rash unthought out fury she lashed a halo of hurt over in Supergirl's direction- all due to the fact Kara was still there... sulking "Oh come on! you can't be serious! you have absolutely NO RIGHT to be playing the victim!"

Kara's brow furrowed even deeper all the whilst she practically tore the lid off her own shabby seconds and shoved a humongous load into her mouth so that she wouldn't argue back and dig herself into an even deeper hole with someone who was supposed to be her best bud.

Acknowledging the sudden shift in attitude Lena couldn't help sourly commenting "Cape in a bunch I see... obviously you don't like hearing the truth." Rolling two very jaded eyes voice laced with venom "God.. you really do have such a fucking god complex."

Thats ...that's when Kara Danvers snapped. Still feeling muddled and shitty from her recent overload she couldn't take it anymore "RAO LENA WILL YOU SHUT UP! I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOOSE SOMETHING I LOVE BECAUSE I LOST THE WHOLE OF FUCKING KRYPTON... EVERYONE I TOUCH TURNS TO ASH... THEY DIE... THEY LEAVE AND THEY ALWAYS ABANDON ME. SO DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE!"

Taking a huge puff of air relinquishing control of her lungs- tearing them out and handing them over to her emotional outburst. She tried strenuously to calm down as the Luthor heir just looked over in something akin to shock.

Kara sighed taking herself a notch lower and feeling guilty all over again, biting her thoroughly chewed lip... justifying "... aaa-and I'm not trying to play the victim... I know this is my fault you don't have to keep reminding me.. I ruined this... I kept things from you... but your not perfect in this either lee... you lied just as much as me... maybe not about who you are but about other things... so don't try be all innocent because your not."

The Luthor balked... "you have some nerve..."

"Uhuh" the blonde just nodded keeping her focus directly on the pot choosing not to look in Lena's direction not once, blue hues purposefully trained on her pudding as she kept on spooning the ripples of froth like they were a foresight into the buckets of tears she'll be weeping before this is all over and done.

Sat in silence again... if you could visualise the tension... you wouldn't even be able to see the duo, they'd be cast within a towering shadow of hostility, grief-stricken unproductiveness and flesh eating sorrow.

Lena eventually squirmed... feeling repentant and a touch rueful... and that was barely scraping the surface of her flummoxed amygdala.

Murmuring... "I'm sorry... I.. didn't think of Krypton when I said those things... but the rest still applies..." Voice rising in pitch... genuinely uneasy at being so forthcoming, their eyes connected and Lena's mask was sharp as she relentlessly channelled her inner warrior trying to keep herself from all out bawling in front of the super... I might be pathetic but i'm not that pathetic.

Kara listened.. apprehensive but curious nonetheless at where in rao's name this conversation was going...


Changing this to a 4- parter because there was no way this was going to fit nicely with three i've since realised. Hopefully next chapter will be a good ending for you guys.