**Explaining the Lingo...some. Hehehehe

Code Names:

Acting Secretary: Haley

Colonel (newly promoted by Lauren): Lucy

12th-level Intellect: Brainy

Dreamer (self explanatory): Nia

Captain: Maggie

Psychologist: Kelly

Second in Charge of DEO/Co-Director or Acting Director: Susan

Prior Director/Martian (also self explanatory): J'onn

Doctor/Scientist/Mother: Eliza

Code Numbers: check a phone number pad, or… (because it's only fair to add some hints)

1: no letters but used as One for words.

2: ABC

3: DEF

4: GHI

5: JKL

6: MNO

7: PQRS

8: TUV

9: WXYZ

Other Codes: Some number codes are backwards, on purpose. Gotta keep it fun. ;)

**ONTO THE PROGRAM - Warning: It's gonna get a little darker before the light can return...

No one had the will to move after collapsing where they once stood. The leader amongst them, always so put together, had nothing left to offer those around her. Only one could move just enough to shut the feed off and leave them in the dim lighting, left to their thoughts and the turmoil one report had caused throughout the room. It was then, the deepest of animalistic growls was heard by the group and somehow they had the ability to move their limbs again. Still they couldn't stand, only turn their heads to see who that haunting sound came from.

She had listened to the feed and seen what none of them had been able to, not even the Martian. She had felt the agony and knew exactly who was in the Guardian armor she now despised with every fiber of her being. Before words could be spoken, she dashed towards the door and practically exploded the metal slab when she flew right at it and straight through it after the damage was done. Nothing, no one, nor anyone would stop her and there wasn't even one of them who dared to try. Every agent that saw her in nothing but a medical gown, watched her hit the sound barrier towards the lockers and then right out in DEO attire, including an exact replica of her sister's suit Winn had made and given to the agent before he had left for the future.

They froze in place, knowing who they had just viewed on their monitors, wasn't who was flying around the building with them now. No agent spoke a word, too stunned at the scene of pure kryptonian fury. It was then another animalistic growl was heard and with it the group ran down the hall to the command center.

"ZOOM IN!" She barked and those at the deck brought up the feed, right where the so called Guardian hung before being lowered into the tank completely full to the brim. "Zoom in...on the eyes." She attempted to calm her voice, but still it held every ounce of her anger through each thick syllable spoken. It was then, mutual gasps were heard. "Iovis Nahn Khuhtov Aoe!"

"D...Dan...vers.."

"Oh no..oh god."

"ALEX!" The final of the three voices, raised in volume to the agony she felt. Kelly had hit her knees in pure tormented shock. Her head slapped to the side and met nothing but a powerful glowing purple fury in someone who shouldn't even be able to sit up on her own. Yet here she was, in a replica of the black suit like her girlfriend's. Her dark browns hardened and she released a growl of her own. "Bring. Her. Home."

"Khap Vrreiahv." She took two steps forward, looking to the Captain and Colonel, then the former and acting Director, to the Naltorian and 12th-level intellect, to the Acting Secretary of the White House and country, finally to whom she knelt down in front of and took by the chin with one hand. "Khap. I. Vrreiahv. Promise." The sound barrier was broken again, leaving everyone off balance and stumbling back or gripping onto something for dear life. She had a job to do. Bring her sister home..

With a slight stir, she turned her head to meet the one in her bed with their back turned and a slight annoying snore escaping. Unable to stay asleep, tired of looking up at the ceiling for the last twenty minutes or so, she slipped out of the vast sultan sized bed and grabbed her black robe before stepping out of the room. Just as soon as she left the bed quarters, she felt the throb of an upcoming migraine, hitting her a little sooner than usual. With the pounding increasing, she made her way down the hall and to the kitchen where her bag was she kept everything and the kitchen sink practically in.

The shift in time zones, she had slightly forgotten about which brought on yet another aching problem to her thoughts. Time zones? Why did she just think that? She felt drowsy and disoriented, snatching up the tablet by her bag and unlocking it as a strange feed came up with her eyes widening. There on the screen, was none other than Alex Danvers. What was she doing here? Where was here? She looked back down the hall, returning focus to the screen and the corner button which allowed her to change the view. There, before her eyes, was the one still in bed snoozing away.

She quietly grabbed her phone and noticed the one next to her bag, taking it and using the code to unlock it like she had done a thousand times before, it seemed. It was then she noticed a message, starting with See to it she takes one a day, from an unknown number and caller, warranting her curiosity and with it some scope of nervousness. Yet another code had to be put in to unlock the messages and she quickly put her hand over her mouth to muffle the sound wanting to escape when she opened the messages.

See to it she takes one a day or your little buddy won't work anymore. If her body rejects that blend, let me know and I've got a few others. I know the first one I made had her puking her guts out. Work around it man. He taught you better than that or did you forget who had been a bug up our ass for years while you fetched his paper so obediently. Off worlding won't save his bitch cousin. Finish training the dog to bite and be done with it so we can drag the super mutt to the kennel.

Her hands were shaking and she was clenching her own phone so tightly her knuckles were turning white. To be on the safe side, still shaken by what she read, she looked down the hall and set her device down to watch the video feed as she loaded up her bag and then checked her phone's settings to quiet her nerves if they could be muted for now, going right to the bluetooth settings. Out of curiosity, she clicked on it and slapped a hand over her mouth for the second time. Two. Two phones were..synced. It dawned on her which two were paired and that in itself disturbed her greatly, quickly detaching her own from the pairing. Before she planned what she would do next, she quickly took a screenshot of the message before erasing it and changing the pass-code on both the text server and phone itself, shutting it down.

She stepped out to the veranda of the villa, after slipping in as quietly as possible, setting the turned off phone by the bedside and grabbing a skirt and blouse along with a wrap to keep warm with, she checked her messages and noticed something unnerving on her settings. When she put the pieces together of where she was, she called her friend down in the lower villa of Mykonos, hung up and instead texted them. She didn't have to wait long, considering her odd hours of snoozing.

Γειά σου όμορφη. What would have the Lady McEspresso contacting your Bella Jenni at two my sweet early morn. Oh nevermind. It's four there. American time, how can I forget your glorious clock.

She fired off a response, explaining the situation briefly to the best of her ability and where exactly she was, noticing how quickly Jenni was returning her messages.

Still at your darling little cottage? If you are, my light will be your guide. I will do a work up on you too. Doctor's orders after all. We spent too many times at the Alps. I will bring the climbing rope, if you recall how to tie a proper knot. You have me worried πανεμορφη. I must take every opportunity to flirt when I can with you. Explain everything when you climb down to me.

That woman was a lifesaver and quickly she slipped back inside, heading down hall quietly and writing a note in both Greek and their supposed shared language. She was almost certain the person would be snoozing for a while, setting the phone over the notepad and quickly grabbing her bag, to head out and lock up behind her. Once clear of the κατοικία, then speaking with two of who must be her guards, she explained her urge to take a walk down the hold paths and that the other of them was still asleep. They laughed silently at Americans and their strange sleep habits but then muttered between them how times were different. One handed her a smaller service weapon and a knife, the other a wrap for their head considering the BOLO out which had her quite confused but she hid it well. She took the items, sliding them into her bag and thanked them for their discretion.

The minute she was away from the oikos, away from the guards and that damned place, she texted her friend where to meet her that both of them knew all too well. It would be secluded but private and away from others' view considering everyone was to be on the look-out for two Americans wanted for various crimes. Just as soon as she slipped into the courtyard, she was grabbed from behind and a hand pressed roughly over her mouth. Immediately, her fight or flight instinct kicked in but before she could do so she heard a whispered and familiar soothing voice.

"Shhhh...it's alright bellissima. It's me." The sweet yet enchanting accent of her friend washed over her struggle and instantly she relaxed. "What is going on? My oikos?" She nodded and slowly the hand was removed from her face and the arm around her waist held on a little longer but looser, with the softest of kisses placed on her cheek. "Here." Quickly both changed clothes to more formal Mykonos wear and with the newer look, they slipped through the old path hand in hand and towards Jenni's place. On the way her friend continued to switch between Italian and Greek languages just to test her language skills and for that matter her ability to switch back and forth between the two.

The door was unlocked, both women slipped in and the moment it shut and locked behind them her back hit the slab with a sense of dominance over her. Keys were dropped and her hands pinned above her head. "I've missed you." She shut her eyes and basked in the sweet teasing kisses along her ear and side of neck and before it could go any further her wrists were released. She wrapped her arms around her friend and old lover, tears falling freely and Jenni had no problem picking her up to take her to her couch. The moment the woman sat down, she rested in her lap comfortably but the shaking hadn't stopped just yet. "What happened love."

"Nothing makes sense to me Jenni. Not sure sense of..nothing. I don't sense what makes..what I'm...it's jumbled, all jumbled and nothing." She explained everything she could, at least in some form of clarity and through it all her back was gently rubbed with no ounce of anger or sinister intent in those hands. "I..up. Fucked...and..up. She me...hates. Hate me."

"I usually don't go all doc on you, but I want to show you something in the basement. That..sounded better in my head. It's my office and lab and I think you will be impressed at some of the investments I've made through a couple of your private companies." She did her best to mask her growing concerns at just how jumbled her friend's speech was. This brilliant beautiful soul never spoke this way before.

She knew she was trembling much worse, but without skipping a beat, she was lifted up and quickly wrapped her arms and legs around Jenni who handled her with the utmost care. "Jesus Kieran." The use of her middle name only cemented the agony at the moment, a patch of moisture from her tears soaking Jenni's shirt. This broken spirit never cried much, unless it was from that cursed she-devil she had to grow up with.

There was something horribly wrong here and she knew it the moment her old friend and bed mate had reached out and an awkward hour, warranting the trouble the incredible person in her arms was in apparently, not to mention the disheveled words. She was shaking so badly it felt like she was having tremors throughout her entire body. "You're safe." The minute she shut the door behind them and flipped on the switch at the panel, everything changed over to another power source. She wasn't going to risk either of them being found and once she had her lain down on the exam table, a hand grabbed her own frantically. "Relax if you can okay?"

"Trying. Do I..relax? I'm.. scared okay to relax? Jinnee, isn't this not like isn't me. It..now you..not me, you know?" She put her head back and did her best to calm her body as the top half of her clothing was removed, at least that's what it felt like, then the rest and she was handed a gown. "I did my..to friends? I did? I don't after what..right feel? After I'm...what and hated. Hunted now down I'm animal..being like thing some dangerous." The stethoscope's diaphragm was ice cold and it made her jump slightly, then it was hot then cold. She felt confused and her head throbbed like crazy. "Cold...warm..shit..that..did I?"

"I could have rubbed it on my body before I put it on my chest but we gotta skip the action and only tend to the foreplay bellissima. Hmm.." Jenni removed the stethoscope from around her neck and set it down on the metal tray, helping her friend up into a sitting position. "I don't usually do this but can I scan your body Lena?" A raised eyebrow partnered with fear and finally confusion had her biting the inside of her lip slightly.

"You..need..thing..any..should..thing..you need do." She groaned and brought her hands to her head, rubbing her temples as the headache increased. "Why..head does..throb..damn..it."

"I'll give you something for that pain after. Can you handle about twenty in the tube?" Another groan came, a couple shakes of the head, but the stern serious expression and pure concern in those blue eyes had her wishing for another set of blues in the blonde she missed so badly. Her head felt clear once more and with it the pain in her skull deepened. No sooner was she led to the table to lay down for a CT scan, the door was kicked in as it came crashing down the stairs and landing in a dented metal pile on the floor. "Shit.."

"Μην την αγγίζεις!" Jenni warned this fuming woman to dare not touch her friend. She already had a firearm in hand and aimed at the one in all black taking one step down slowly with some unnerving yet eerie precision. "Μείνουν πίσω! Stay back!" She wasn't sure if the inhuman wielder of such immense strength spoke the beautiful language here.

"Where. Is. My. Sister." A set of angry purple fires had replaced where a normal set of cerulean hues resided. The blonde was downright pissed off to high hell.

"You..speak.."

"Greek? Falo varios idiomas. Many...many languages." She gasped, causing her friend to look her direction with a raised brow, then look to who had walked closer with closed fists. "Where is she." It wasn't a question, it was a demand and she knew it. "TaNahn Khuhtov Aoe."

"Look, I can see how angry you are." She lowered the gun, setting it on the tray with both arms out and hands in front of her, making sure to stay in front of her friend. "I'm not sure what has happened, but there are circumstances you aren't aware of." Jenni wouldn't escalate the situation further, if she could help it. Noticing the blonde hair and posture of the kryptonian, she had learned her to be over the broadcast she had caught, her hands stayed out and then it clicked in her brain eliciting a gasp from the doctor. "Oh my god.."

"Where. Is. Khuhtov Wai Aoe Lena..Kieran..Luthor."

"Can you scan someone for metal?" She would try to rectify the problem if she could help it. "Can you?"

"Io posso." Her patience was running thinner by the seconds that ticked by. "Why."

"I think...and this is just a theory, that something has been done to her. S'il te plaît, héros, fais confiance à cet humain. Please..trust the human asking for this, praying for your trust of me." The glow finally subsided, but the posture remained tense and guarded. The CEO had never seen the blonde this closed off before and it scared her how much the hero had changed from the bubbly reporter self she used to be, to a mirrored image of how she herself used to act towards others.

Jenni took a moment to compose herself and began to explain how her friend's words were jumbled, scattered and almost broken apart in syllables. When she had filled her in, the doctor was piecing together things bit by bit. "Lillian l'aveva spinta così forte da bambino che Lena aveva sviluppato la schizofrenia."

The powerhouse's arms unfolded and she leaned against the wall listening attentively. To learn of a condition humans referred to as schizophrenia, that someone she once considered her best friend had dealt with, she wondered how long in silence the Luthor had suffered with no one to be there when she needed someone to lean on. It didn't surprise her one bit that the former leader of Cadmus had pushed the woman into a dangerous form of psychosis.

Jenni brought the Super up to speed on what no one knew about but her and how her friend had come to her in such a tattered broken condition after she had received her four PhDs when graduating from one of the top medical schools in the US. The moment she was done, she turned to her friend and reluctantly but bravely stepped aside to let the kryptonian approach her.

"Coinnigh fós agus coinnigh do anáil." She nodded and took a deep breath to hold it, remaining as still as she could. The Super's eyes glowed again, but not purple this time. Her gaze ran down the CEO's body and suddenly she felt unbelievably naked, as if she was being stripped of everything in her. "Done." The glow left and once again her emeralds were lost to the woman's beautiful cerulean enchantment.

"Well?" She was curious now and judging by the clenched jaw, her hunch was right. "There's something in her isn't there."

"Yes." Could she have been wrong all along? What she had done to them all, could it have been...forced?

When an arm came up and a hand reached out, the softest of touches she in no way deserved brushed against her cheek. "You have a parasitic device implanted in your head." Her eyes grew larger with each word told to her. "It is from a different moon and a dangerous one at that. We caught someone from there a few years ago, but it wasn't pretty and I had about thirty guns aimed my direction by DEO agents...my sister included. When I realized what was happening, I did the only thing I could. I...froze..them."

"You creative a stasis environment to protect them?" She asked and the kryptonian nodded. "What happened to the person that caused them to turn on you?"

"They were frozen by me and agents took her to another DEO base where she could be locked up safely for everyone." She snarled and both women shuddered at the response. "They...experimented on her…..dammit." The realization slammed into her with the force of a kryptonite fueled freight train. Her best friend, that's exactly what she still was, had never had access to a base that ran on old school technology for security measures. It had been long before this woman ever stepped foot in National City.

"They raided her occupancy didn't they?" Finally, she found her own voice and her best friend, at least she hoped she still was, nodded. "What does this do to a human like me Kara." It was the first time she had found the courage to say her name, but with it spoken it wasn't anger she saw, it was concern..for her.

"Ar ghlac tú mo dheirfiúr?" A soft and so very gentle grip on her chin, with the woman knelt down in a suit so much like the one the Director wears, as she knelt down to be eye level and saw the overwhelming fear in those out worldly blue eyes. "Did you take..my sister?" Something told her she knew the answer already.

"Níl a fhios agam." She truly didn't know and that terrified her more than anything else. "I'm not alone."

"I know. We figured out that it was you and James that took Alex." Yet another gut punch that the usual put together business woman, so very frazzled and confused, felt.

"Where is he." The rage began to fester once more and she did her best to hold it back for as long as she could.

"That place she's staying." She found her own voice once more, noticing the strange interaction between her friend and an out of uniform Supergirl. "Is he?" Lena nodded.

"I..to be continued. Run your tests but lock the doors. I will fix the one I kinda kicked in." She stood and removed her hand from the raven haired woman's chin, turning her head sideways as her eyes ignited in powerful purple fires. "Protect her." That's when she heard the most frightening yet angering set of words, causing her own body to shake from absolute shock and disgust..

"Your sick little sister took who I intended to marry and turned her on me. I wanted to bed a Super and that little frat boy of yet another putrid land destroyed my chances. The Luthor is my revenge on Superman and Supergirl. After all, Lex had help from me to break loose when the time was right. Now..your little dyke body is gonna learn to handle and enjoy the pleasures of a man, and pain to take from your new god. I'll make you my slave Alexandra and you will NEVER touch my sister again with your sinful ways. First I fill you and then...I'll take away ALL your control. You can't move bitch. I've made sure of that, but you can feel and you will feel each and every slam I make you take inside. Oh don't cry rainbow flying whore. I'm gonna make you a real woman now."

She used what the Red Daughter had bestowed upon her, the moment they became one and when the words were heard, her best friend heard them too. Another gasp escaped who was before her and Lena mouthed what must be done. She nodded and promised to do just that, but save the last punishment for both of them. Once more she broke their physical contact and with it the martian powers Lex had given to who resided inside her after saving her from yet another devil.

"With my.." The gust of wind along with a fully repaired door, had both women looking up to where there had once been a violent unwelcome invasion. "Life. Does she usually do that?"

"Yes." She looked to her friend as her entire body trembled from everything told to her. "Jenni run your tests, please." What she had heard through this unknown power the Super had shared with her and used at that moment, made tears slip down without any will to force them to stop.

"I will do that, so lay back bellissima. Now that I have something to go on, let's see what we can do about removing what is in that glorious way overstimulated head of yours." She didn't miss the tears that slowly rolled down the woman's face. "We are gonna fix this. Then...I'm gonna murder the bastard.."

She knew in her heart of hearts, that the one responsible for this nightmare was none other than the putrid owner of the suit the Super had said her sister was in, then her friend told her what had been heard and with it that same rage struck her too. Their easy conversation back and forth between Greek and Italian was welcome and a breath of fresh air. Lena knew her languages well, but the way Kara had spoken them, she didn't miss even one correct pronunciation. The thing that had bothered her, was what Kieran had mentioned to Zor-El about the sister she was looking for, then the feed on the tablet that didn't make any sense to her. Now the pieces were fitting together, revealing that so very unholy puzzle to both of them.

She hoped that Supergirl would find this one called Alex Danvers in time. As badly as she wanted to dismember the monster after being told what was said, she had an important task to do. Right now her focus needed to be on her friend. Later though, cutting the bastard's balls and package off..