CHAPTER FOUR
It was a complete clusterfuck as Maggie tried to command some control at the scene of the crime as she waited for Kara. Her squad quickly rolled around the police tape around the crime scene to stop the media and gawkers from contaminating the place.
"You!" She shouted angrily when a man with a camera tried to dodge the tape. She strode angrily, she covered the camera lens before he could take a picture. "Do you have any idea what pain you could cause if you published this without informing the next of kin?" One of her backups came at them and pushed the man back at the barrier. "For god sake, have some respect for the victim and her family!"
Flashes erupted around her and she was momentarily blinded by it. Maggie cupped her face as she tried to squint her eyes when a number of microphones were shoved in her face.
"Do you already have a lead?"
"Do you have a motive? Can you confirm that this is already a serial killing?"
Maggie took a step back when the reporters dangerously lurched against the barrier. She gritted her teeth and let her anger show. She knew that she had to be careful of her words because they could twist her statement into something ugly and being primary of the case, she was representing the NCPD police and it could cost Maggie her job if she fucked this up.
"The department has no comment at this time other than the investigation of the deaths are ongoing."
"Is it still safe for women to be alone in the street?" Someone shouted at her.
"What was NCPD next step to keep the city safe after this third murder?" Someone followed.
Maggie reign in her temper. She doesn't have time for this. "We are doing everything we can to apprehend the killer and to keep the citizen safe, so if could please step back and let us do our job—" The detective was once again blinded by a series of flash when a woman crying was spotted being comforted by her partner, Jane. Goddammit, in this case, it'll take them hours to settle the reporters and that means, wasted time for investigation.
A fluttering sound of cape caught Maggie's attention, when she looked up she saw Supergirl flying towards her. Fuck, she cursed internally when the flock of reporters turned their attention at the superhero.
"Supergirl! Are you cooperating with the NCPD? What are your thoughts about it?" Supergirl tried to shut down her super hearing akin to normal level when the reporters started to go crazy with questions.
"Detective Sawyer, can we have a moment please?" Supergirl tried to draw Maggie's attention but with the hero's abrupt appearance made the reporters crazier. Most of them are now in an uproar, shoving each other to get closer to them. Maggie's eyes bulged when she saw the barrier, almost on the verge of breaking down.
"ENOUGH!" Suddenly, Supergirl barked at everyone and silence fell. No one dared to move as they watched the hero soar a few feet above, moving her eyes from every reporter.
"A woman died today," Her voice hard yet you can hear a string of remorse at it. "A life was robbed from her family and friends. Someone who left an impact not just on her families lives but on all the people that she met, the people she served and worked with. So I plead to you, please respect her and don't release her pictures in the media like this. Trust NCPD, especially Detective Sawyer to do their job instead of wasting their time trying to stop you from trampling the victim's rights and contaminating the crime scene and help us," Her blue eyes scanned the enraptured audience. "If you saw something or any information would be helpful, Thank you."
They were still quiet, so Maggie took the opportunity to address the media. "We will have a media conference to answer all of your inquiries. We will announce this later but for the mean time, like Supergirl said, let us do our job so this bastard can finally be put behind bars where criminals like him belonged. Thank you," She signaled the hero to follow her towards the crime scene, and she released a sigh of relief when the crowd behind them finally calmed down.
"Thanks," Maggie said as Kara slowly dropped and strode beside her.
"Don't mention it," Her eyes were drawn by a sobbing woman sitting in an open police car. "Who is that?"
"Her spouse," Maggie answered as she nodded to her partner, Jane. "I'm sorry to disturb you Ma'am but can we get your statement?"
Sympathy swelled in Supergirl's chest when the woman faced them. Her eyes red, swollen from crying and her blonde hair was disheveled like someone dragged her off the bed, to face the nightmarish reality that was shoved into her face. "Supergirl," She sobbed in a broken voice.
Supergirl dropped to her one knee and she held both of her hands. "I am so sorry for your loss," The woman broke down and for the first time in her life, she was powerless to help the grieving woman. The flashes of camera barely registered in Supergirl's awareness as she tried to comfort ease the pain of the sobbing woman. After few minutes of crying, the woman shoulder slumped in exhaustion, occasionally sniffling silently.
"I know that it's hard but the sooner you finish your statement with the police, the sooner we'll be able to track the killer that did this to her,"
Staring vacantly, the woman wiped her tears and her mouth quivered. "I heard what you said about Naomi," Her voice slang with a unique accent, Kara squeezed her hand gently, coaxing her to talk. "Thank you," She whispered brokenly, she swallowed hard before darting her gaze to Maggie. "I'm ready to talk,"
"Ms. Diana Reid, I'm going to record your statement for your own protection and it's your right to request a presence of a lawyer." Diana nodded stiffly as if she was struggling to stop herself from breaking down again.
"Let's just get over it," Maggie nodded before pulling a recorder out from the car's compartment. Maggie pressed it and she stated mechanically the Revised Miranda Warning to the rigid woman.
"Interview regarding the murder of Naomi Reid, her wife, Diana Reid waived her rights for a presence of a counsel. Is that correct Mrs. Reid,"
"Yes," Supergirl stroked Naomi's knuckles gently as when she drew a shudder of breath.
"Can you tell us how did you know that Naomi was murdered?"
"I am at work, currently on lunch break when someone called me on my phone, it was Naomi's number but when I answered it, it was a voice of a man. I asked him what was he doing with my wife's phone but he remained silent. He was just breathing hard and I was starting to become nervous, when I told him that I'm going to hang up, he suddenly spoke to me. He cited this address, telling me if I wanted to see my wife, I should come. I demanded answers, but he just hung up. I got a bad feeling about it so I told my boss that my wife needed me and I asked John, one my co-workers to accompany me but with our deadline nearing, my boss told me that he can't spare him to go with me. I didn't tell them what the call was about because it might just be a misunderstanding but when I came here, I—I," Naomi cupped her mouth and blinked back the tears, she shook her head and her gaze darted at the alley.
"There is so much b-blood, I just stood there…I started to s-scream but no words came out of my mouth. I stumbled back and dialed nine one one, I wanted to c-cover her body, God," She hiccup and tremors ran through her body. "She was n-naked, I-I w-wanted to run to her but I knew, I knew with that kind of w-wound, she's already d-dead," Sobs racked her body and Supergirl stood up to circled her arms around Naomi. Maggie glanced at the hero and they both shivered in terror. It seems that the killer was beginning to be arrogant and bold. A dangerous combination for a serial killer.
"You did the right thing, Ma'am. Did you notice anyone loitering around? Someone suspicious?" Naomi only shook her head. "I didn't notice anyone, I'm sure of it. After I saw Naomi, I tried to ask for help but I saw no one around me."
"When did you last saw your wife?"
"This morning, she's a divorce lawyer in her own firm." She wiped the fresh tears from her eyes. "We always have breakfast together before going to work, it's our golden rule to eat together as much as possible because of our busy schedules."
"Did she have enemies? Anyone threatening her?"
"No," She shook her head vehemently in denial. "Lately, she's letting all of their junior lawyers handle their cases, Naomi only interacts with the clients when one of her juniors asked for her help and if someone was threatening her, she would have told me. We don't hide secrets from each other, Detective. We love each other,"
"When did the reporters came?" Supergirl's attention perked at Maggie's question and it seems that the killer called the reporters too. Overconfident prick, she gritted her jaw tightly in anger.
"As soon as the first two uniforms arrived they came, luckily the two uniform managed to stop them before they could talk to me. They let me hide in their patrol car while they tried to secure the s-scene, then you arrived…"
"Okay, Mrs. Reid. That would be all, we'll contact you again for questions. I'll let one of the uniform escorts you home, do you have anyone to go to?" When Naomi's gaze landed at Supergirl, all could Kara see was pain and despair.
"I grew up in a foster home, so I don't have a family. Maybe you could get me back to one of my f-friends." Maggie's lips thinned in a taunt line, the woman doesn't have a family and someone killed the only one she could call home.
"Okay, Mrs. Reid. I'm so sorry for your lost." Maggie knew that she couldn't bring her dead wife back, all she could offer was her sincere apology and justice.
Naomi Reid pushed herself up unsteadily and she reached out for the detective's elbow to squeeze. "So do I, detective. So do I…" As they watched Naomi got in a one of the police's squad car, a lump rose in Kara's throat as she dreaded how Naomi's going to face going back to their home, alone.
"We interviewed the family members of the victims," As Supergirl glanced at Maggie, she could see her back stiff with tension. They didn't have the luxury to wallow in pity when a dangerous serial killer was on the loose, so Supergirl took a deep breath to block out her own shame and pain.
"They didn't notice anyone or no one gave them a dangerous vibe. We asked them if someone recently came into their lives and gave us a few threads to tug. Liana's family gave me the victim's weasel contacts while Emily's family gave me her modeling contacts. I suggest that you—I mean," Her eyes flickered to her partner. "Tell, Kara to chase it through." Maggie signaled Supergirl to follow her further in the crime scene.
"This doesn't look like a random serial killing despite the modus operandi and the killer's fetish to brunettes. It would take some time for the killer to stalk and study the victim's routine to kidnap them. Our best bet was the killer might have pretended to be the victim's client, contact or weasel to isolate them for the snatch. We talked to a NCPD psychologist to draw up some profile closest to the killer's personality." Jane's expression was dark like Maggie's and she could see dark circles in her eyes, a sign of fatigue.
"We are racing against time, the killer already killed three women in a span of three weeks and the bastard is escalating as we speak, he might be already stalking her fourth victim. Shit." Maggie suddenly stopped and for the first time that she met her, this was the only time Supergirl saw her rattled and frustrated beyond words.
Supergirl ran out of encouraging words for the two frustrated detectives and she could almost feel her own fury rising. It was a race against the clock, only given with the lowest amount of clues to follow but three dead victims were already in their liability. As she glanced at the crime scene, her eyes narrowed in confusion—then a possibility came through. Without any second thoughts, she flew above the crime scene.
The uniform who was taking pictures of the victim gasped when the hero unexpectedly flew above the victim. "Supergirl?!"
"Where is the note?" She asked, a hollow terror was rising through her chest and she wished that she was wrong about her suspicions. The man showed her the note and Supergirl's body grew rigid, without a second to waste she flew back to the two confused detectives.
"What's wrong? Super—," But Supergirl interrupted her with a hiss.
"Is Liana Walsh a gay?" Their eyes widened at her question and their silence confirmed her suspicions. "He's killing gay women, Maggie. This is a hate crime,"
"Oh, no," Jane suddenly whimpered and she frustratingly combed her hair. "This is going to be bad, Mags. He's targeting gay women which means this could blow up messily in our face."
"It does make sense," Maggie ignored her partner's outburst and she held Supergirl's firm gaze. "He was trying to make them straight, and he was probably rejected by a gay woman. His one true love. We should ask their families if one of them rejected a guy recently, probably a year from now."
"The letters attached in his notes don't make any sense because he's still going to kill again." Maggie's grim face confirmed her fears—he won't stop unless they caught him.
"Supergirl, go tell, Kara—,"
"Oh, come on, do you honestly think that I didn't see through your disguise?" At Supergirl's dumbstruck expression, Jane only shrugged her. "You can stop pretending now, it's actually exhausting to act as if I am unaware of your alter ego."
"I told you, it doesn't take a genius to figure it out, Supergirl." The superhero only rolled her eyes at Maggie.
"Alex's going to kill me for disturbing her own investigation for another NDA trip to sign," Maggie's brow raised at her.
"Another? You mean, Lena finally figure it out?" She stopped her smile from growing. It seems that the two of them finally got through their misunderstanding.
"She already knew it from the start, it looks like I need to change my disguise," Jane snorted at her crestfallen look.
"It's already too late but you know, if I didn't spend some time with your Supergirl ego I wouldn't notice the similarities. So I guess, your alter ego is safe as long as you don't socialize in the same circle with both of your alter egos." The two detectives chuckled when the hero only clucked her tongue in reply.
"Before I forgot," Supergirl took a folder behind her back to give it to Maggie. "Here's all the information on the warehouse, Lena wanted to give it to you." As she took it, Maggie thanked her, in exchange, she pulled a page out of her notebook and gave it to the hero. "Here's the list of people you'll need to talk to,"
"I should probably go now, inform me if something new came up," She folded the note Maggie gave her and deposited it inside her boots. Before she could fly, Jane called her attention.
"Great call on the gay part, Supergirl," The hero smiled at Jane's praise and nodded before she soared into the sky.
"Now for the best part," Maggie grimaced when she glimpsed back at the alley. "We examine the crime scene,"
"Fuck," Jane breathed in an aggravated sigh. Who says it's fun being a homicide detective? She thought to herself as she followed her partner towards the grisly scene.
Lena's green eyes were automatically drawn towards the flat screen television when someone mentioned Supergirl's name in the news. Her pen stopped, suspended in the air as she craned her neck to listen to the news anchor who was currently reporting the latest news about the serial killing.
"A woman died today," Supergirl's voice hard yet you can hear a string of remorse at it. "A life was robbed from her family and friends. Someone who left an impact not just on her families lives but on all the people that she met. So I plead to you, please respect her and don't release her pictures in the media like this. Trust NCPD, especially Detective Sawyer to do their job instead of wasting their time trying to stop you from trampling the victim's rights and contaminating the crime scene."
"This is the third woman found dead within three weeks, a source from NCPD confirmed that they died the same way which clearly indicates that a serial killer is indeed terrorizing the National City. Emily Dunne, an Irish model. Lianna Walsh a journalist from National Times and Naomi Reid, a divorce lawyer all killed with a single slash in their throat. NCPD gave no comment and assured the public that they are doing everything they can to apprehend the killer. The investigation is ongoing and it is spearheaded by Detective Maggie Sawyer but the question is, are we finally safe now that Supergirl is working with the NCPD? This is Jonathan Holmes, from National City News, reporting."
"We will be safe if humans would stop killing each other every chance they could get. AI, mute the TV," Lena said annoyingly as she heavily leaned in her chair. Meeting with her chauvinistic board members left her in a bad mood. Lena did all she can, in fact, the prices of L-Corp stocks rose up to 12% but as usual, the privilege pricks always found ways to rub her family name to her face like she didn't know that she's a Luthor. She closed her eyes and her mind wandered around her brother, Lex. She could easily recall his gentle gray eyes when she first arrived at the Luthor Manor. His crooked and boyish grin when he greeted her despite Lillian's outrageous reaction when he picked her up. His gentle guidance when she was being bullied for being gay and being adopted. He was far different from the madman who was arrested in front of her, his once gentle eyes now bored with a burning resentment against the man of steel.
Lena wondered what made her brother snap and did those terrible acts to the people of Metropolis. Maybe Superman's existence is one of the reasons but that doesn't give Lex the license to kill innocent bystanders just to get to Superman. Was it in his genes? His DNA? Or something triggered his psychotic tendency? Is she prone to it? If worse comes to worst would she be able to stop herself from losing the remaining sanity she has?
You are too good and too smart to follow in your family's path. Be your own hero.
Her eyes snapped open, and for a moment, she perplexedly stared ahead as she shakily drew a steady breath. Aware of the erratic beat of her heart, Lena chuckled somberly. Half of her life, Lena blamed a Super for wrecking a havoc in her life, for pushing Lex into the edge of insanity, for ruining the only person who accepted her as a person and for destroying the only family she has known all her life but now, Lena was in a completely opposite situation where she trusted a Super wholly, irrevocably with her life.
A Super who, probably was the only one out of the entire population of the earth who believed in her, the only one who dared to save a Luthor when no one else will. A Super who always believed in her advocacies and goals, the only one who dared to push the barriers she erected to protect herself from the cruelty of prejudice around her family name. The only one who made her believed that she was worthy of trust, respect and she was worthy of the name Luthor. Lena laugh quietly as she saw how ironic her situation was and she idly wondered how her brother and mother would react if they knew that a Super and a Luthor defied their longtime feud, their supposed to be never ending war with each other by becoming best of friends, someone important to each other, someone whom Lena couldn't lose.
Her hand tightened instinctively to her pen when she remembered how she almost lost the hero because of her insecurities as a human. She took a glance at the wide view of National City at her window and she thought how lucky she was that Supergirl kept her promise. The hero was too good for Lena but maybe one day it'll finally sink into her stubborn head that Kara sees her worthy of everything the hero can offer. For now, she'll contentedly spend her time with the hero and cherish every moment of it.
Breaking from her depressing thoughts, Lena reached out for her intercom and pressed the button. "Jess? Would you please order me some foods from our usual Chinese restaurant for our dinner ahead of time? Yes, with Kara. Tell them I'll pick it up around six pm, thank you."
Deciding to be productive rather than wallowing in dark thoughts, Lena continued reading the stacks of documents at her desk. Her lips curled into a crooked smile as she unconsciously thought how excited she was to spend her night with her favorite superhero.
Kara released an annoyed huff when she crossed another name off the list. She pushed her glasses up to her nose and squinted her eyes at the last name on the list. A. Donovan, weird name, Kara thought. She smoothed the crease on the paper as she ran her forefinger under its address and contact number. She pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed it, after a few ring, an answering machine answered. "This is Donovan," His accent reminded Kara of someone as she listened to it. "I'm currently unavailable but you could leave a message if you want." Beep.
Her shoulder slumped in disappointment when the last name in her list was unavailable. She placed her notebook and phone at the table and she leaned back in her seat, her nose crinkled when she remembered her now cold coffee. When she was about to order another one, her phone vibrated, prompting a text. She swiped it open and her chair screeched annoyingly when she suddenly jumped at the thought of her forgotten dinner plans with Lena.
Lena (6:15 pm): Are you alright? I'm already at your apartment. Are you busy with your Supergirl duties?
"Oh, RAO!" As fast as she can, in human pace, she deposited all of her belongings in her bag as she dialed Lena's number.
"LENA!" Kara gasped when her phone fell from her grasps, out of instinct, she caught it before it could fall to the floor. She nervously darted her gaze around to check if someone saw her and she released a sigh when she saw no one. Alex would probably kill her on the spot if she accidentally revealed herself as Supergirl for the third time this day.
"Oh!" She quickly placed her phone in her ear. "Sorry, Lena I almost dropped my phone. I'm on my way home, sorry I got—what? No, of course not, I'm not busy! I asked you, it's just that I'm following a lead,"
"Are you sure? We could reschedule if you want to," Lena winced and she slightly pulled her phone away from her ear when Kara loudly squealed NO at the other line.
"I'm sorry, I can be there in two minutes okay? Please, just don't go!" With her phone pressed between her shoulder and her ear, she groaned out loud when she accidentally ripped the zipper off her bag. "Oh, crap! My bag!"
"Kara, Kara! Wait, Listen! Don't rush, okay? I'll wait for you here," Kara sagged when she realized that she was panicking, alarmed at the thought that the CEO would leave without even seeing her. "Sorry," she rubbed her forehead, tired and stressed. "I'll be going now and wait for me," With the CEO's assurance, Kara hung up her phone. Finding an abandoned spot where she could change into her suit, Kara ducked her head and in a matter of few seconds, she raced towards her apartment.
Lena leaned at the wall beside Kara's door as she waited for the hero to arrive. It seems that the serial murder case was keeping her busy. Anticipating the hero's hunger, she ordered all of her favorites and she doubled the amount of it. Her stomach fluttered in exhilaration and nervousness, it's been a while since the last time she spent time with Kara. Nervous that it would awkward for them to fill the possible silence of months of separation and excited at the thought that they both wanted to mend whatever broke between them.
Lena straightened from where she was leaning when she heard a thump inside the apartment and her heart raced in anticipation. She took a peek at her outfit and she wondered if she should have changed her office attire into a more comfortable clothes. When the door opened, her breath caught in her throat as she took in the appearance of the smiling hero.
"Hey, sorry for keeping you waiting. Come in," Kara said breathlessly as her eyes lingered on Lena's face. As the CEO moved past her, Kara caught a whiff of her familiar scent, which made her belly quiver for some unknown reason. Her blue eyes still traveling at Lena body, she quickly fixed her eyes on Lena's face when the CEO suddenly faced her.
"I brought your favorites. I hope you're hungry," Lena smiled unsurely to her. Sensing the hero's embarrassment, Lena tried to fix a smile to her lips.
"Thanks, I'm starving. Let me get that for you," Kara took the bags of takeout from her hands. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable in the living room and I'll dish this into the plates."
Lena placed her bag on the sofa but she followed Kara to the kitchen. "Let me help you with that, we both know that you're more exhausted than me." She took one of the boxes and pulled a plate when Kara placed several of it at the table. They worked silently, placing the foods on the plate. After placing it neatly on the table, Kara faced her.
"Would you like to change into something comfortable? I haven't had the time to change," Lena nodded at her and Kara pulled her into the bedroom. Lena's heart hammered in her chest when she realized that Kara meant that they'll change their clothes simultaneously, in the same room.
"You can use one of my hoodie and sweatpants. It's almost winter so I guess it's getting cold. Well, you probably know that I don't really feel cold but with Winn's layer of clothes, it's getting cold now for humans," Kara rattled off, still not aware of Lena's abrupt stillness. After pulling off two hoodie and two sweatpants, Kara turned around and pushed a sweatpants and hoodie at her hands.
"You take my bedroom and I'll change in the bathroom," At Lena's surprised look, she tilted her head in question.
"O-Of course, you're going to change in the bathroom," Lena grimaced at her dim-witted response. "I-ah, I'm going to change now. If you'll excuse me,"
"Oh, okay, great, I'll be in the b-bathroom if you need me," She pushed her glasses to her nose and she moved towards her bathroom.
Silently cursing herself for making things more awkward between them, Lena grumbled as she unbuttoned her blouse. The tension gripping around her slowly melted when her nose flooded by Kara's scent as she pulled the hero's hoodie over her head. She unzipped her slacks, stepped out of it and pulled the sweatpants up to her waist. She neatly folded her clothes and placed them near the foot of the bed.
Her green eyes roamed, for the first time after months of separation, Lena took in the familiar sight of Kara's homey bedroom. Her lips unconsciously curled into a soft smile when she saw a picture frame near her bedside table, she walked towards it. She picked it up and her chest expanded when she saw that it was the same picture of them, grinning goofily at the camera. It was their last lunch date before the invasion of Daxamites. Kara coaxed her into eating an ice cream after lunch, claiming that dessert is the next best thing after potstickers which didn't make sense for her if someone asked Lena. She eventually gave in after the full blast of puppy pout from Kara that should be considered one of her super powers. They have an ice cream mustache, laughing at each other's silly faces when Kara suggested to take a picture of it.
"Hey," Lena glanced behind her when Kara called her. She waited for her to approach her, still smiling at their picture.
"You still have this?"
"Of course, it's one of my favorite pictures of us." She stood behind the CEO and grinned at their goofy faces in the picture.
"I don't know if I should be scared of flattered that you have that kind of ammunition against me," Kara giggled at her.
"Don't worry, I won't use it to blackmail you and I won't send it to paparazzi, so you're safe unless…" A chuckle escaped her mouth before Lena could stop herself and Kara's eyes narrowed at her. "You don't think I'm scary?"
Lena rolled her eyes at her but she bit her lip from laughing. "Yep," Her lip popped with the letter "P" as she casually placed back the picture at the table. "You don't have a mean bone in your body, Kara."
"What?! I can be mean if I wanted to!" She said indignantly as she watched Lena sniggered at her.
"Yeah, like a golden retriever begging for attention,"
"Oh, really, wait," She quickly pulled out her phone from her sweatpants, nearly vibrating with controlled energy which Lena's brow rose in question. Kara's grin grew wide when she found what she was trying to locate. Lena's jaw dropped when Kara showed her a picture of herself sleeping with her mouth slightly open. To her utter horror, a drool was glistening at the corner of her mouth. "Golden retriever huh?"
"KARA! DELETE THAT AT ONCE!" Lena spluttered, her face red from mortification. When she was about to reach for Kara's phone, the hero ran away which made Lena squeaked in an inelegant manner. "KARA!"
"Catch the golden retriever, Lena!" Laughter echoed at Kara's voice when she saw Lena's shocked face. When the CEO finally snapped from her daze, Lena chased her, Kara squealed in delight at Lena's echoing groan. Kara decided to give the CEO a break, she did not use her super powers as they circled around each other, laughing like kids.
Her blue eyes ran at Lena's joyful face and Kara felt herself soften in fondness for the woman. Seeing her genuinely in high spirits gave Kara a warm fuzzy feeling inside her chest, that makes her want to protect the woman at all cost, to support whatever Lena wanted to do with her life, to spend the rest of her life making Lena smile like that, blissful, relaxed—loved.
At her last thought, Kara stopped dead in her tracks. Her mind suddenly blank, for a moment, she felt an alarm trickling to her veins as her eyes roamed around Lena's face. For the first time since she met her, Kara finally saw Lena in a different light.
Lena's porcelain face smooth beneath the light, perfect jawline—like it was sculpted by the fallen angels itself, making her look poetic, alluring and a little bit dangerous. Those soft black locks of hair that made Kara yearn for her to touch it, to run her hands through it, to tug it close to her nose, to bury her face in it. Those luscious lips that somewhat evokes dozens of effect on her and those green eyes. Just the sight of it always gave her a quick inner jolt, the sheer beauty of it when the color of her green vivid eyes varies as the light shone on it.
"Ha! Got it!" The CEO shouted victoriously when she finally caught up the hero, pulled Kara's phone from her hands, she quickly swiped Kara's phone to find the blackmail worthy of a picture. Lena didn't notice how Kara's face softened, her blue eyes ablaze with an unknown emotion. Does she always look like this? Like a sun finally shone somewhere deep inside her, Kara's mind lurched, suddenly reeling with questions. What was happening to her? Kara jolted from her inner turmoil when Lena hooted in joy.
"Deleted! A Luthor beat you fair and square, no powers!" Kara's heart twitched in a reaction at Lena's obvious delight, out of nowhere a desire blazed in her chest and before she could figure out what she was about to do, Kara reached out.
Lena's eyes widened when Kara roughly gathered the CEO in her chest. Out of habit, she stiffened, eventually, she slumped at Kara's chest. As she laid her head on Kara's chest, she could almost hear the hero's wild beating heart. Thump, thump, thump. Lena's throat ran dry when she felt the hero bury her face in her neck and she shivered in pleasure when Kara's breath caressed her neck.
"Is something wrong, Kara?" Lena said in a small voice, afraid to startle the hero. Kara remained silent but her arms tightened around her in response. They remained motionless for a minute, Lena gently rubbing Kara's back, soothing her.
"I really missed you," Lena's hand stopped in mid-air at the hero's muffled voice. In response, her heart started to beat unsteadily. "I missed you so much…"
"I missed you too…" Lena's voice cracked.
"Thank you for coming back, for giving me another chance…" Tears can be heard in Kara's voice and an ache rose to Lena's chest.
"No, Kara… I should be the one thanking you. For not giving up on me, for giving me chances to prove myself, for always believing me." Lena leaned back to gaze at the hero. "Thank you, Kara. You have no idea how important you are to me, I—I have no words for it,"
"Like potstickers to me?" When Lena's jaw dropped in shock then laughed out loud, Kara joined in the laughter.
"Yep," Kara leaned at Lena's hand when the CEO pinches her cheeks. "Like potstickers, pizza and ice cream for you,"
"Hmmm," Kara bit her lip and raised her eyebrow playfully. "But I think Lena Luthor is more important than those," At the hero's words, Lena knew that she's doomed. She knew that there was something about Kara that made her craved for something more, the pull of gravity was so hard to resist, it was physically impossible and painful for her to do so and that scared Lena. That she might be feeling far more complex than friendship for Kara and she was helpless to resist it.
***to be continued***
A/N:
Up next, SuperCorp fluff and Investigation time!
