The next morning Kara wakes up smiling, the beach house is surprisingly comfortable, the guest room has huge floor to ceiling windows and laying in bed she could hear her two favorite sounds. Cat's heart beat and the ocean crashing into the shore.

Checking her phone to see what time it is, Kara hops out of bed and opens one of the french doors to go out to the private balcony off her room. She missed the sunrise, since her room faces the ocean and it's too early to make calls, so instead she hops over the rail and floats down to the ground before heading out to the beach to do her morning stretches in the sun.

The warmth of the sun on her face and the sound of the ocean never fails to center Kara and bring her to a peaceful almost zen-like place, which is probably why she didn't hear Cat approaching.

"Morning," Cat says carefully sitting in the sand beside her and setting a cup of coffee down in front of her.

Kara opens her eyes and smiles. "Good morning, I wasn't sure if you were awake," the girl explains.

"Apparently, I forgot to set the alarm last night," Cat remarks taking a sip of her coffee.

Cat watches Kara trying to decide how to respond, relieved that she's not openly lying.

Kara flushes a bit, not wanting to lie about how she got out to the beach from the second story, but not able to tell the truth, instead she decides to avoid it altogether.

"Our house in Midvale is near the ocean," Kara begins. "I was always sneaking out of my room at dawn to go down to the beach. I would just lay in the warm sand and let the morning sun wash over me. Alex would come out to get me before our parents woke up. She would have me sit in a chair and brush all of the sand out of my hair."

Cat turns to her, "Alex sounds like an amazing sister," she says softly.

"She is. I mean, she wasn't at first. In the beginning she was embarrassed by me. I was the outsider, not from Midvale. I had just lost my parents and a cousin, whom I'd never met was taking care of me, then he realized that it was too much for him, so he took me out to the Danvers' and asked them to help. Everything I knew was gone and everything seemed strange to me. It was as if I'd ended up on a new planet," Kara confesses.

Cat slips an arm around her and Kara leans in to her.

"I'm not sure why I'm telling you all of this," Kara says softly.

"It's simple human nature to want to be known," Cat remarks, before deciding to share a bit of her own story to even things out.

Kara's stomach rumbles and Cat smiles.

"I think that's our cue to head back to the house," she comments. "Hopefully, Martin, my caretaker has had time to bring us some groceries."

Kara smiles and stands up first, then offers a hand to pull Cat up to her feet. They walk silently towards the house, having shared so much already.

"We're in luck, he was here while we were outside," Cat remarks when she opens the refrigerator. "Omelets okay?" She asks.

"Omelets sound amazing," Kara replies. "Uh, can I help?"

"Sure," Cat answers and begins handing her ingredients.

Cat hums a little to herself as she pulls out everything that they'll need to make breakfast and Kara just stands back a moment to appreciate this new version of her.

"I thought that you were helping?" Cat teases over her shoulder.

"You seem to have it all under control," Kara answers as she pours them both more coffee.

Cat half turns to take a sip of coffee. "Come around and wash the vegetables," she replies with a nod to the sink.

Kara sets her coffee down and does as instructed. It's not that she's uncomfortable in the kitchen, it's more that she didn't want to interrupt Cat, who seemed to be enjoying herself.

Cat gets out a cutting board and a knife and sets them on the counter beside Kara, before walking back over and picking up her ringing phone. "Excuse me, it's Carter," she explains before stepping into the other room.

Kara steps over to the cutting board and picks up the knife, she then proceeds to quickly prepare all of the vegetables that she just washed.

"Well, that's impressive," Cat says entering the kitchen a few moments later.

"It's really the extent of my cooking abilities," Kara jokes.

"We can work with that," Cat replies as she moves towards the stove.


After breakfast, Cat instructs Kara to go to the laundry room and pick out something to wear suitable for surfing and then meet her by the pool when she's ready.

Kara makes a few phone calls, mainly to let Alex know where she is and make sure that she's not needed in National City. Then she calls the newsdesk to inform them that she's tracking down the pelican story and will be out of the office all day. Which isn't really a lie, because technically, she is out of the office. But she actually got everything that she needed for the story the other day, but then she went to happy hour with Mon-El. At any rate, she'll get it written later and submitted tomorrow morning, well before her deadline.

Cat looks up from waxing the boards to see Kara standing before her in a two-piece suit.

"Did none of the wet suits fit you? I thought for sure the one that I bought for Adam would," Cat remarks, careful not to look too hard at the girl before her.

"It's fine, I just wasn't ready to put it on yet. Can I help?" Kara asks walking around the boards to stand beside her.

"Actually, I'm done now. But grab that one and let's head out," Cat replies as she turns to grab the beach bag. Turning back around, she gasps, Kara's got both boards and is heading out of the garage. Cat smiles and watches her effortless carry both boards.

"I can manage my own board," Cat quips rushing to catch up and take it from her.

"Yes, but I've got them and you've got the bag," Kara points out.

"Okay, but where's your wet suit?" Cat asks.

"Oh, it's in the house," Kara replies. "But I don't need it," she adds.

"Kara, the water here isn't very warm. You should wear it," Cat points out.

"I don't intend to be in the water much, Cat," Kara quips.

"Oh you did not go there," Cat almost yells. "You think that you're a better surfer than I am?"

"I am pretty good," Kara remarks.

"Well so am I," Cat says proudly.


A few hours later, they are both laying on towels trying to catch their breath.

"That suit looks amazing on you," Kara replies glancing over at Cat. Now that they're done surfing, the older woman removed her wet suit to warm up in the sun.

"Thank you," Cat answers. "And that suit fits you perfectly, I had no idea that I had one like that," she replies.

"Still had the tags on it, I almost wasn't going to try it on. But I remembered what you said last night," Kara remarks softly.

"Good for you," Cat says proudly.

They lay silently a few minutes, before Cat raises up on an elbow and looks over at her.

"I want to know how often you surf, because either you're going out daily or you're a natural," she challenges.

"I grew up on the water, I surfed a lot as a teenager. Alex is really good, she taught me well," Kara explains also raising up on an elbow.

"I suppose that we should get cleaned up and head back to the city," Cat points out reluctantly.

"Unfortunately, I have a story to write tonight," Kara admits.

"Kara, why didn't you say something?" Cat replies. "I should have questioned how you managed to get the day off."

"Well, I've missed two editorial meetings this week and Snapper is less than pleased, but that's normal. And he still won't give me a chair or desk, so where does he expect me to work? I turn my assignments in early, so really he has nothing to complain about," Kara comments.

Cat has to smile, this is what she wanted for Kara. She knew that it would just be a matter of time before Kara stood up for herself. "Does this mean he hasn't discovered your office yet?"

"If he has, he hasn't said anything," Kara admits with a grin.

"I told James to put you on special assignments, just in case we need to justify that office," Cat confesses.

"Oh, well that explains why I've been getting email updates from the special assignment desk," Kara replies.

"Kara, I have read your stories so far. I'd like to see you cover something besides L-Corp and Lena Luthor. Snapper needs to give you something with a bit more depth though. What are you working on now?" Cat asks.

"Pelicans are dying at the landfill, I met with the sanitation department the other day and they're working with an veterinary orthinologist, who is supposed to do autopsies on the dead birds. The reports should be in this afternoon, so I'll write the story tonight," Kara replies easily.

"Well, let's go in and you can check your emails, while I make us a quick lunch. We should get back to the city, in case you need to do follow up interviews," Cat suggests.

"You miss it don't you?" Kara asks.

"Miss what? Reporting?" Cat asks as she shakes out her towel.

"Reporting. Working. CATCO." Kara says listing each.

"I will admit that after having all my days scheduled to the minute for so many years, it's been a challenge, but I'm getting more comfortable every day with it. And, I do have a few book ideas. I am meeting with my agent and publisher this week," Cat remarks.

"Another book?" Kara questions. "What will it be about?"

"Fiction actually, but I'm not really prepared to discuss it yet," Cat explains flushing a little.

"Fiction." Kara repeats. "Well, I'm sure that it will be amazing, everything you do has been," Kara replies encouragingly. Folding up her own towel and placing it in the beach bag.

Cat picks up her board, but struggles to balance it. She won't admit to being tired from surfing.

Kara grabs her own board and the beach bag, then steps in behind Cat and picks up the back of her board to help.

Cat turns to protest, but Kara looks straight ahead and smiles at her. "A wise woman, once told me that there is no shame in accepting help when you need it," she remarks.

"Was this wise woman also crazy enough to challenge someone half her age to surfing competition?" Cat asks her voice a little strained by the exertion of hiking in the sand.

"Well, you did more than hold your own out there," Kara answers.

"I did well considering that I haven't surfed in months," Cat admits proudly.

"I haven't surfed in," Kara begins, but then Cat glares at her over her shoulder.

"If you value our friendship, you will not finish that sentence with anything other than weeks or days," Cat grumbles.

Kara laughs loudly at this response which earns her another glare.


"Cat?" Kara knocks lightly on the door to Cat's room, the door swings open to reveal the woman in question asleep on the bed. She stirs at the sound of her name.

"Oh, I must have dozed off," Cat remarks slightly embarrassed.

"I did too," Kara admits, it's not exactly true, but she knows that it will make Cat feel better about her little nap.

"You're not just saying that to make me feel better, are you?" Cat quips as she swings her legs around to stand up.

"No, of course not," Kara replies a little too quickly, earning her a soft glare of disbelief.

"At any rate we should get going," Cat remarks moving to grab her purse and phone off the chair.

"If you're too tired, I could maybe drive back," Kara offers.

"Do you even know how to drive a stick?" Cat questions.

"Um, I've driven my sister's Jeep before and it went okay," Kara points out, thankful that Alex isn't here to challenge her.

"You know what, let's see if you can get it out of the driveway, then it will be easy once you're on the road," Cat counters.

"Really?" Kara asks excitedly. "Alex is never going to believe that you let me drive your Porsche!"

"This is the new Cat. Letting go and not controlling everything," Cat quips. "Just as long as you can shift gears without wrecking my transmission," she adds.


The trip back to the city takes a bit longer, since Kara is driving. But Cat is impressed at how easily she takes to driving the sports car.

From Kara's viewpoint, she's just fascinated with the vehicle. It drives so much better than any car she's ever driven, this may be the first time that she's actually enjoyed driving. Smiling, she glances over at Cat and is surprised to see her openly staring back.

Kara gears down a moment, so that she doesn't have to yell, "Hey, how are you doing over there?" She asks.

"There's really nothing that you can't do, is there?" Cat marvels.

"I am a very quick learner," Kara admits.

"Hmm," Cat replies turning away to look at the ocean.

Kara shifts and the car surges ahead smoothly, earning another appreciative glance from Cat.

Pulling into the city, Kara looks over, "Are you okay to drive home from my place, or should we go to your place first?" She asks.

"Your place, I can drive myself home," Cat answers slightly annoyed until she sees the helpful look on Kara's face.

As they enter the city, everything thing slows down and Kara begins to have a little trouble shifting in the city traffic.

"Maybe you can't do everything," Cat quips. "Pull over here and I'll drive," she adds with a laugh.

Kara pulls over easily, but then pulls her foot off the clutch too quickly causing the car to lurch forward. "Uh, maybe you taking over is a really good idea," she points out.

Kara climbs out of the car and just as she begins to walk around it, Cat hops over into the driver's seat from the passenger side.

"I like seeing you like this," Kara remarks as she sits down.

"I like it too," Cat agrees, turning to smile at her.

"Do you think that maybe we could do this again?" Kara asks quietly. "Except for the middle of the night drunk dial, that is."

"I'd really like that," Cat replies, pulling her sunglasses down to look at Kara. "Would you believe that this is actually the first fun that I've had without Carter in months," she adds.

"Cat," Kara says reaching over for her hand. "Would you come over again… to, to my place. Maybe for dinner," she asks.

"Would this be a home cooked dinner or greasy take out from that Chinese place on the corner?" Cat asks.

"Home cooked, I have a specialty," Kara says proudly.

"A specialty?" Cat repeats. "Does it happen to meet my basic dietary preferences?"

"With a few minor modifications, yes," Kara remarks confidently.

"Well, okay then. It's a date," Cat says slipping the car into gear and pulling away from the curb. Glancing over to check traffic, she doesn't miss the pleased look on Kara's face.