Chapter Four

Cat woke up much earlier than usual the next morning, after she had only managed a couple more hours of sleep after her nightmare. Her immediate thoughts were of Kara, still wondering what had happened to her.

Cat went through her morning routine quicker than she normally did. She showered, dressed, fixed her hair, applied her makeup, all in half the time it typically took her. The only thing that she took her time with was when she called Carter to tell him good morning. Cat made sure to keep her voice even despite her worry for her former assistant.

After the call ended, Cat called her driver and left for Catco. She arrived an hour earlier ahead of her regular schedule.

She stepped out of her private elevator after it stopped on the floor where both her and Kara's offices were.

"Miss Grant?" her new assistant stood up from Kara's old desk and faced her boss. "I...I didn't expect you in this early." Emma was obviously caught a little off guard. "I'll go get your latte right now."

"Forget the damn coffee Emily." Cat said as she stormed passed her very confused assistant and headed straight for Kara's office. "Please be there." she silently begged to herself.

As she approached the door to the office she began to hear the two familiar voices of James and IT hobbit that liked to follow Kara around.

"What are we gonna tell Miss Grant?"

Cat stopped right outside the open door when she heard Winn's comment. She kept quiet and continue listening to them.

"I don't know," said James, "but we have to think of something. Kara may be out of action for awhile."

Winn took a deep breath, "That was pretty scary yesterday, you know? That's the first time I've seen Kara bleed so much."

Outside the room, Cat's eyes widened and gave out a silent gasp upon hearing that Kara had been injured.

"I know." James agreed. "How the hell did that guy get his hands on kryptonite anyway?"

Cat could feel her heart quickening in fear. "The nightmare...could it be? Is Kara…?"

Cat shook her head to clear her thoughts. She took a moment to make sure her mask of authority and control was in place before storming into the office.

"Where is she?" her voice was full on demanding.

"Cat?" James turned to face the blonde. "What are you..?

Cat cut him off, "Never mind about me. Where is Kara?" she asked, her voice rising to slightly higher volume.

"She, uh…" Winn's mind was racing trying to think of something. "She...had a family emergency. No idea when she'll be back."

Cat hardened her gaze at the man, "Try again."

The two men just looked at each other nervously, and Cat's patience was thinning.

"Let me put it this way. You tell me where Supergirl is and what happened to her and the two of you might still be employed by the end of the day." she threatened.

Both were silent until James let out a nervous laugh, "Cat, don't tell me you're back on that idea weird of Kara being Superg..." he did not finish his sentence before he was once again interrupted by his boss.

"Don't! Don't even go there. I've already had this conversation with Kara, dammit!" For the first time in years Cat Grant was beginning to lose complete control over her emotions, and she hated it.

"Just…" she started speaking again. Her voice was still hard yet, her features became a bit softer than before. "Just tell me she's okay."

Both James and Winn were shocked to see actual sincerity reflected in Cat's eyes.

"I guess we owe Kara an apology." Winn whispered as he looked at his friend. "She was right afterall."

Cat was confused by his statement but ignored it as James calmly approached her. "Cat, we can't tell you everything. I honestly wish we could. What we can tell you is that Kara is alive and she'll be fine."

The CEO allowed a sigh of relief escaped her before she lets her anger resurface. She felt like she could finally breathe again knowing that her nightmare had not come true after all. However, she still wanted answers.

"Surely you both still realize that the threat to your employment still stands." Cat had her mask of control firmly on her face once again. "I want you both to tell me everything that happened right now or I can guarantee that you will never find work in this city again.

"I don't think that will be necessary Miss Grant." All three turned toward the doorway to see Kara walking into the office.

She ignored the startled looks she received and focused only on Cat. "Was there something you needed me for?" she asked

Cat had to close her eyes for a few moments to fight the need to reach out and touch Kara. Then, she looked at her and ordered, "My office. Now!"

With that Cat quickly brushed passed Kara and headed toward her glass office space.

Kara smiled slightly at James and Winn in the hopes of they would not worry about what was happening before following after Cat.

Cat stormed into her office and headed straight to the balcony with Kara following behind, although she was walking rather slower than usual. As soon as they were both outside Cat turned around to look at Kara. She looked the other woman up and down, searching for any sign of injury. When she doesn't see one she lets out a small breath that she didn't even know she was holding.

Now that Cat had seen that Kara was safe and now all she wanted was answers, "What happened?"

"Nothing too bad." Kara said while avoiding Cat's glare. "Just took a little bit longer than expected."

"I watched the battle yesterday Kara. You had that thing beat in less than two hours. Now tell me what happened."

"I told you it was noth…" Kara stopped talking when Cat stepped closer to her. The younger woman looked up instantly and saw how serious Cat was.

The two stared at each other for a few moments. Kara was internally debating how much she should tell Cat and Cat trying to figure out how to get her answers out of the girl.

She took a deep breath while her eyes were still locked with Kara's, "Stop lying to me Kara."

If anyone else had been there they would have seen only impatience in Cat's features and coldness in her voice. Kara, however, she could see the emotion that the older woman always tried to keep hidden. She could tell just how concerned Cat truly was.

"My powers blew out." Kara said. Grasping the bottom of her blouse, Kara winced at the movement as she pulled it up just enough so Cat could see the long stitched up scar that ran diagonally across her stomach.

Cat's breath hitched at the sight and her eyes widened in fear that even she could not hide.

"I'll be fine." Kara spoke before Cat had a chance to question her further. Letting go of her top she reached out for Cat's hand and guided them both to the outdoor sofa so that they could both sit down before Kara continued. "Somehow the alien managed get a blade made out of kryptonite. The agency I work with is still trying to figure out where he got it. He cut me with it pretty deep before I used my ice breath to stop him. With both of us using super-speed I imagine it was too fast for your cameras to pick up. Right after the fight my powers went out, it doesn't happen often but, it made my injury worse since I couldn't heal as quickly as usual."

All the time Kara was explaining what happened Cat was staring at her hero's shirt, thinking about the scar underneath. Her mind was still locked on the fact that Supergirl really had been hurt badly afterall. It wasn't until she felt Kara give the hand that she was still holding a firm squeeze that Cat finally met her gaze again.

"After my powers went out, I went back to the base with the agents, where they stitched me up. Then one of the agents, my sister, pretty much forced me to stay in my sun bed for the rest of the day and all night to try and recharge. It helped some, but, it wasn't enough to heal me completely. I finally talked her into letting me go about an hour ago and then I changed and came straight here."

Kara could still see worry reflected in Cat's eyes, "I'll be healed and back to normal in no-time."

"Promise?" Cat's voice was strong but still softer than she normally liked.

"I promise." Kara smiled at her boss. She let go of Cat's hand only to place both her arms around the older woman, pulling her in closer to her. She rubbed her hands up and down Cat's back, reassuring the other woman that she was still there and still alive.

Cat stiffened up at first but, soon relaxed and placed her own arms around Kara. The same relief coursing through her that she felt when Supergirl had rescued her from her nightmare.

When Kara finally pulled back she looked at Cat with nothing but love shining in her eyes. That's when Cat feels that very familiar feeling of fear creeping up inside her again.

Cat then stood up quickly, "Well then," she said while straightening her outfit, "now that that is all cleared up I think it's time we both start in on our work."

Kara took a deep sigh. She knew Cat. She knew that she is not just imagining the reactions she keeps seeing in the older woman. And she is not going to back down.

She stood and stepped in front of Cat, ignoring the pain that was still shooting through her abdomen. "Cat, please, I know you have more to say to me. I could tell how worried you were about me."

Cat stepped around the other woman and into her office. Kara was about to stop her again before she saw that Cat was heading toward her small bar, figuring it would be better to let her get her drink.

When Cat turns back around to Kara, who is now standing in the middle of the glass room, she has a glass half filled with amber liquid in her had. "Kara, you are one of my best employees and Supergirl is too important to National City to lose. That's all there is to it." She said before taking a downing her drink.

"And what about what happened the other night?" Kara asked stepping closer to Cat. This time it was her voice beginning to become hard.

"I told you, that never happened." Cat said, meeting Kara's glare.

"The hell it didn't." Kara whispered fiercely to her before walking out and heading back to her own office.

Cat once again watched as the younger blonde left. She felt a wave of guilt and regret wash over her. Quickly, she filled another glass with brandy and slammed it into her mouth, trying to chase away the emotions inside of her.