Got this sucker written pretty quickly. I'm going to be updating my personal work Red, White, & Blonde over the next two weeks (shameless plug, right there). The sooner I get those couple chapters, the sooner I can do another round of chapter updates for this.
I also think the beginning of this ep, after the interview with Cat, is the first time we actually see Noonans.

Previously on Supergirl…

Liz sighs as she locks up National City Beanery. The idea that she is closing tonight but also opening the next day doesn't make her look forward to getting less than eight hours of sleep. She had applied to Noonan's a while back but they rejected her application with the reasoning they already had all the help they needed.

"See you tomorrow, Liz," says Jhessi. She pats Liz's shoulder then heads to her car with a heavy sigh. Jhessi got married a few months prior and had been working as many shifts as possible. Her husband Rahiem and her want to move out to the suburbs as soon as they can. The city tends to act up Jhessi's allergies.

"See ya." Liz locks up and is heading to her moped when she spots something out of the corner of her eye. She looks up to see Supergirl flying overhead at a fast pace. "Hm." She spins her keys around her finger and hops on her bike.

"Dang it!" She turns at the shout to see Jaime leaning dejectedly against the Beanery's front door.

"We're closed." Jaime jumps but smiles brightly when he sees who spoke to him.

"Hey, yeah, I can see that." Jaime does this weird slide towards Liz after he puts his hands in his pockets. "I actually, um, was hoping to run into you."

"Oh." The grip on her helmet relaxes some as Jaime continues to approach her.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out, some time."

She looks up at the night sky and smiles. "I think we are out." She clears her throat when she sees the confusion on Jaime's face. "Um, maybe." He does a tight lip smile and Liz can feel his dejection strongly. "I've got some exams coming up and one of our baristas just quit without warning. Give me a couple weeks then ask again?"

Jaime pulls his shoulders back and smiles. "Yeah, definitely. Um, I guess I'll see you around." She watches him shuffle away in between looking back at her with a smile.

"We close at 9." He spins back around and does a little hop/tripping movement. "We close at 9. I open more than close but this coming week I'll be doing more of the latter. If you want to come by and have some coffee. I wouldn't stop you."

Jaimie smiles. "You are obligated to serve me, as a patron. Of course."

"Of course."

"Okay, see you," he finally trips, "see you around." Liz can feel his embarrassment as he walks away. She puts her helmet on and starts the scooter. This is something she can do; she can date, can't she? A slight panic fills her chest. She has a phone call to make.

The Next Morning…

"Bye Dave, have a great day."

"You too." Meagan cringes as the curly-haired ginger grabs his coffee and goes. She's fairly certain Cat Grant was not the one to hired him.

"You look stressed." She jumps at Liz's comment and glares at her over her reading glasses.

"I'm not stressed." She goes to rub her eyes but stops when she remembers she's wearing extra make-up today. "I'm irritated. I have to go interview some idiotic Democrat senator. He's one of the biggest drunks and probably the most lecherous man in the city."

Liz takes Meagan's empty cup away. "I'm sure you can handle him."

"I can. But every time I leave his office, I smell like Axe cologne and Communism."

"Sounds awful. Oh! Did you see what was on the news this morning?"

For the first time that morning, Meagan smiles. "Supergirl is Superman's cousin. It makes sense. Same powers, same suit. Odds are they were both Kryptonian."

"It must be nice," Liz sighs out.

"What must be nice?"

She clears her throat and pushes off the counter she's leaning on. "For a long time, Superman was the last of his kind. Now he's not. He's not alone anymore."

A soft smile curls up the corners of Meagan's mouth. "Yeah, I suppose you're right. Well," she smacks the counter, "back to writing." Meagan begins to type furiously on her laptop when Liz spots Kara coming in.

"Hey, Kara."

"Hi, Liz."

"Nice dress." Kara pauses and looks down at the red dress with white polka dots and smiles.

"Thanks."

"You smell good too." As Kara laughs, Meagan looks between her and Liz.

"Is this some weird form of flirting?"

Kara adjusts her glasses and shakes her head. "There was a mishap a few days ago with a neighbor."

"She came in smelling like burnt oil," says a patron between sips of an expresso as he reads a newspaper. "Then again, whole bay still does."

Meagan tilts her head towards Kara. "What were you doing in the bay area?"

"I–uh," Kara adjusts her glasses again, "I wasn't.

"Here's your order, Kara"

"Thanks, Liz. Bye, Meagan." Meagan gives Kara a curt wave as the blonde moves hastily out the door.

"That was odd," she comments before she closes her laptop.

"That's Kara." Liz takes the empty plate that once held Meagan's croissant. "You should know that by now."

"Yeah," she draws out in reply. "I suppose I should."

Logan runs his finger around the glass of wine he ordered shortly after arriving at Noonan's. He liked the restaurant when he first entered, still does. He's not sure if he'll abandon the Beanery just yet now that the coffee shop portion is running.

"Hey baby, how are you?" His girlfriend kisses his cheek as she sits next to him and orders a Grey Goose Martini. "How's your day been?"

"Long," he says as he rubs the scruff on his face. "Kord Industries' new internship program stole a few prospective scientists away from Maxwell Lord, but we'll manage."

She smiles and begins to rub her lipstick off his cheek. "Of course you will. I thought we talked about the whole shaving thing."

"We did, I just forgot."

She pulls her hand away. "Logan, are you okay? When we went to the aquarium yesterday, which was your idea, you seemed distracted. Anything you want to tell me?"

"No," he says with a shake of his head. "It's been a weird week for me. A lot has happened at work, that's all. Come on, it looks like our table is ready." He guides her to their table and takes special attention of what she's saying. She deserves that much.

The Day After Reactron Kidnaps Maxwell Lord…

"It's been 24 hours since tech billionaire Maxwell Lord was abducted from his research facility by the Metropolis-based criminal known as Reactron. Authorities still will not speculate whether Mr. Lord is alive or dead."

Logan rubs the upper right corner of his forehead as he watches the news. Ever since the break-in by Reactron, Lord Technologies has been on extreme lockdown. Most non-essential personnel were told to stay home. Logan, unfortunately, was not non-essential personnel.

"He's still alive." He stops what he's doing and glances to his left to see Meagan watching the screen with him. She swivels on her stool and faces Logan with her whole body. "That man did not take Maxwell Lord without good reason. Odds are he needed him for something."

"Like what?"

She shakes her head. "That, I can't answer." She looks at the screen again. "But I'm sure Supergirl will save him."

"I saw him fight Superman once."

Meagan's eyebrows rise. "Really?"

"It was a few months after you left." A pause hangs between them before he continues. "I was in Metropolis on my way to a tech convention when I fight broke out a block from me. It was frightening watching them, but neither came on top. What makes you think an unseasoned hero like Supergirl will be able to handle Reactron if Superman couldn't?"

"Oh ye of little faith." She pats his shoulder. "You underestimate the intellect of a woman. I'm quite positive Supergirl will figure it out."

Logan tilts his head. "Usually, I'm the one with great faith in people. What's got you so chipper?"

She pulls her hand away from him and makes a face. "I'm not a fan of the word, chipper. If you must know, my interview with Senator Crighton went fabulous. His assistant, who rumor has it is also his life coach, made the interview rather bearable. Almost enjoyable, even."

He smiles but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Good, I'm glad."

"Me too. Now," Meagan crosses her legs and narrows her eyes at Logan, "what's going on with you? And don't tell me it has something to do with Lord's kidnapping. You're concerned over that but it's not what's making you rub your forehead. Keep doing that and you'll have a bald spot.

Logan pulls his hand away when he realizes he's doing it again. He rubs his hand over his eyes then down to the scruff he trimmed this morning. "Remember that woman my sister introduced to us a few years ago at a CatCo party?"

Meagan thinks for a minute then makes a face. "Ooh, the PETA girl? Yeah, I remember her. Look, I'm all for protecting the animals but telling me in detail about the abuse of cows while I'm enjoying hors d'oeuvres is poor manners."

"We started dating a year and a half ago."

"Oh." Meagan begins to pick at some non-existent lint on her dress. "And how is that going?" Her voice has risen an octave.

"I think maybe it's the stress at work or maybe another element." He says the last part while looking at Meagan who is still preoccupied with her dress.

When he doesn't continue, she looks up at him and takes a breath. "What do you want to do?"

A crease between Logan's brow forms. "I don't know. I like her. I really do. Maybe I should talk with her."

Her hand goes to pat his shoulder again but retracts instead. "That's your choice, Logan. Not mine. Do what you need to." Meagan doesn't look back when she leaves the Beanery.

"Hey, was that Meagan? She didn't order any coffee." Liz begins to replenish the stack of to-go cups as she looks to Logan for an answer.

"Yeah, that was her. I guess she changed her mind."

MAXWELL LORD RETURNS SAFE is the title of the newscast being shown across most televisions that evening. It's the night of the CatCo party and Logan is finishing getting ready. His sister had finagled an invitation for him in exchange for some free Lord Technologies' merchandise, which he needs to figure out how to get. He's tightening his tie as his date knocks on the door.

"Ready to go, big brother?" He smiles widely.

"Lead the way, little sis."

"Reactron is a great danger to everyone in this city. Luckily, I wasn't harmed. In fact, I'm lucky to be alive. And I owe it all to the great hero who rescued me, Superman."

Meagan flinches at the TV before turning it off. She knows this is going to be a blow to Supergirl's reputation. But also knows it's up to the Girl of Steel to react accordingly. After she turns off the news, she grabs her purse and her invitation to the CatCo magazine party and heads out the door.

Liz is messing with the cape she's forced to wear when a hand slaps it. "Stop that," says Camille, her biology lab partner. "I got you this job so you could earn some extra money, not play with your uniform. Not let's go." Liz takes the tray of food handed to her and goes onto the floor. The last of the hors d'oeuvres is being plucked off the tray when she spots Kara come in wearing a stunning green dress.

"Looks good, doesn't she?"

"Hi Logan," she says before she turns to see him standing with a woman who looks like him. "She does."

"This is my sister-"

"Jeanne. I know." Liz reaches out and shakes her hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise. Who are you two looking at?" Logan points off in the distance towards Kara who is now speaking with Cat Grant. "Wow, Kara cleans up well." The three watch a short guy with a bowtie approach the two women. After a brief conversation, Cat leaves and then Kara and the guy start to dance. "Aw, they look so cute."

"Who's the guy?" asks Logan.

"That's Winn. He's our resident tech guy on the floor. He also has a huge crush on Kara. We have a pool going to see when he'll confess his love for her. It's nearly 300 dollars. Hey, isn't that Meagan over there?" Liz and Logan see the flash of a black dress before Meagan comes around the corner laughing with a young woman. "I'm going to get another drink. Have fun."

"I have to get more food," says Liz. "Why don't you say hello?"

"She looks busy." The woman Meagan is talking to shakes her hand and walks away.

"Not anymore." After Liz leaves him, Logan takes a breath and approaches Meagan. When he's about six feet away from her, she finally sees him.

"What are you doing here?" she says with a half-smile.

"Jeanne got me in. You're probably here for work, right?"

She taps the recorder in her hand. "Right." A moment passes before the awkward silence between them is broken. "You shaved."

"Yeah," he says as he rubs his face. "Two days' worth of stubble was long enough for me. Would you like to dance?"

Meagan's eyes widen for a second before she registers what was asked. "Of course."

Logan leads them to the dance floor where an oldies tune is being played by the DJ. "This is a nice party."

"It is. Cat really outdid herself. Though I find it rather tacky to have all the servers dressed as Supergirl."

"Liz looks nice, though." Meagan cranes her head around to see Liz chatting amicably with another server. "Brings out the red in her hair." They continue dancing when Logan sees a tall black gentleman cut in between Kara's dance with Winn. "Uh-oh, seems like Winn has competition."

"Hm?" He twirls Meagan around so she can get a clear view of the other man dancing with Kara. "That would be James Olsen, or as he's also known, 'Superman's Pal'. Who's Winn?"

"According to my sister, a guy that really likes Kara."

"From what I can see, which is a lot, Kara really likes James and vice versa." Meagan sighs. "Poor Kara, caught between two men vying for her affection." She looks Logan in the eyes when she says this next sentence. "Looks like she'll have to make a decision."

The laugh lines around Logan's eyes crinkle some as he opens his mouth to speak when an explosion sounds. The whole dance floor screams and pushes back when Reactron bursts through the skylight and lands on the dance floor.

"Where. Is. Supergirl?" Reactron fires a nuclear beam off at the statue in front of an enlarged CatCo magazine cover. Meagan hides behind a table with a blonde waitress and Logan is a few feet from them. They watch Reactron approach Maxwell Lord.

"I don't suppose my fixing your nuke suit earns me a hall pass," he says with his hands up and sounding calm. Reactron points his left fist at Lord when Supergirl comes through the skylight and knocks him into one of the other enlarged covers. The presence of Supergirl gives people the confidence to start evacuating.

"Where's Liz?" Meagan asks the waitress. The girl replies with stutters. "Never mind. Get out of here." More people scream as Reactron fires blast after blast at Supergirl.

Logan shields Meagan when one of the blocked blasts knocks a pillar over. Supergirl stops it from crushing Winn. "Where's my sister?" he asks as they watch James Olsen distract Reactron. Suddenly, a hand grabs Meagan's and Logan's arms and pulls them back.

"Come on!" Liz is dragging them down the hall and out of the building. "Logan, your sister is safe. I saw her exit with a few others. You need to get out of here NOW!" She pushes them out the door and moves like she's going back in.

"Wait!" yells Meagan. "Where are you going?"

"Camille isn't out yet. I'm going back for her. Now go!" The two move hesitantly at first. "Go!" They take off in a sprint while helping others get to safety too.

The Day After Supergirl Defeats Reactron…

Meagan smiles proudly at the article on the Tribune's front page: SUPERGIRL DIFUSES REACTRON. The title is a little too corny for her taste but it doesn't matter. "My first front page."

"Are you going to cry?" She smacks Logan's who reacts in pain.

"Oh come now, I didn't hit you that hard."

"No, but that was where Liz grabbed my arm. I have a bruise there. And don't pretend like I don't see the make-up you applied to where she grabbed you too," he says before she can make a jab at him.

Liz finishes making a caramel macchiato and sets it on the counter. "What can I say? A girl has to work out. Macchiato for Lucy!" A short brunette grabs the coffee with a smile then leaves. "Congatulations on the article, Meagan."

Meagan reacts with a toothy smile and wiggles on her stool. "Thank you." When she looks at the article like it's the Holy Grail, Logan takes the paper out of her hands.

"Okay, that's enough. Let's read what Cat wrote about Supergirl." Meagan lets out an aggravated sigh as he pulls the signed copy, deserving of an eye roll, out of his bag. She yanks it out of his hands and turns to the page that has the article itself.

"Let's see what Cat Grant has to say about our heroine in red, yellow, and blue. 'Millennial Falcon: Every Generation Gets the Superhero It Deserves'. What a promising title." As Meagan reads the article out loud, Liz gets distracted by a text.

C: GOOD JOB LAST NIGHT.

L: HOW'D YOU KNOW?

C: I HAVE MY SOURCES. YOU DID WELL.

L: THANKS. IT MEANS A LOT COMING FROM YOU.

C: WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR?

C: ;)

"Ha! Listen to this, 'Supergirl embodies the worst traits of her generation: the earnestness without purpose, the unshakeable belief that she has a right to be heard even when she has nothing to say.' How well-crafted and horrible."

Liz leans on the counter and listens to Meagan's voice excitedly read the article, interrupting the writing with the occasional commentary. She flicks her eyes over to Logan whose chin is resting in his hand as he listens to her. Okay, so maybe it's not a bad thing Noonan's rejected her application.

Hey friends.
If you want to check out a great YouTube channel, go find SuperKara. This is the channel I use to help me remember details about the show and write these awesome chapters. I wouldn't be able to write this if it wasn't for its existence. It only has scenes with Kara in it, but they're enough for me to write this series, so go check it out.

BTW: re-watching the end of this episode made me excited for the first two episodes of the new season of Supergirl. Tyler Hoechlin is playing Clark Kent and I CANNOT WAIT to see how he and Kara interact. It's gonna be great. I know it.

I've also been calculating how many days are in each episode. So far, I think 22 days have passed since the season premiere. Feel free to correct me if I'm off any.