Author's Note: I've been cackling over this chapter for weeks and it's been dubbed 'wtf Sawyer' in my notes.
AN2: Also, to the lovely readers who have been patiently waiting for a Sanvers reunion; ta-da! It's been four chapters but we're there!


"The sky is so gay, look at all those colours! The moon is gay, the sky is gay, I am gay… Wow, SPACE IS SO GAY!" Maggie talks to herself, still looking out the window when Alex returns, finishing off the final remains of a bagel and wiping her hands together.

"Hi there." Alex stands in the doorway, eyebrows raised in amusement.

Maggie's head whirls around almost comically, "Alex!" she exclaims excitedly and scratches her nose, then pointing to the window says, "Look how gay everything is, and look at all those colours! Space is gay!"

Alex eyes trace over her girlfriend and lets her smile tug its way to freedom, "I don't think space has a gender or sexual orientation." she makes her way over to the bed and settles for a kiss to her cheek in lieu of hugging her.

"Oh wow, okay, I still have so much to teach you my baby gay."

Something inside her flutters in response, something she can't quite put a name to because she has an even more important question writhing in her mind to be answered and laid to rest, "How are you feeling?"

"Super gay right now, have you seen my girlfriend? She's super gorgeous and makes these little fireworks go off inside my chest." Maggie tries to make an exploding gesture with her hands and then raises them Alex's cheeks.

"Flattery will get you nowhere right now," Alex takes her hands, "but seriously, how are you doing?"

"Pretty great actually, they gave me morphine and- oh, hey I just noticed something; if you replaced the 'ph' with 'f' it would be 'more-fine', did they do that on purpose cos it makes you feel fine?"

"I have no idea," Alex is grinning, amused because her girlfriend is an adorable goof on pain medication it seems, and takes a seat beside her bed.

"Oh! Babe, did you know your smile lights up the room?" Alex smile hasn't diminished since she walked into the room and she's curious to see where this is going but before she can get a single syllable out, Maggie continues, "Cos I borrowed your phone last night and when I turned the screen on," she holds up the screen and taps the power button to show Alex, "BOOM your face just lit up the whole room!" she dissolves into a fit of giggles as Alex takes her phone back.

"I was wondering where that went." Alex chuckles slightly and reaches out to brush Maggie's hair.

She hums, "That feels nice," her eyes slip closed peacefully as Alex's fingers continue to slide through her locks repeatedly, "you have very powerful fingers Alexandra Danvers."

"That could mean so many things." she snickers in response, letting the use of her full name slide just this one time.

"I think you know what I mean," Maggie whispers and peers at her through sleepy eyes and a dazed smile. Tranquillity. That's the word that slides into her mind to describe how she feels. Maggie's at peace with the world, she's calm, conscious, relaxed and the little curved line Alex's thumb is tracing over hers in combination with the hair stroking is lulling her into a trance primed for sleep. She can't imagine being any more comfortable than she is in this moment, there's no pressure, no stress or worries, no tomorrow to worry about; just her and Alex. Maggie thinks the scene could be more romantic or intimate if they were at her apartment, perhaps sitting in bed together or lounging on the couch, but not necessarily any more comfortable. She realizes then that it's not about the location or the setting, but rather the company she's with and her own feelings.

"Your hair is so soft," Alex whispers.

It gets Maggie thinking, "How does hair have colour? I mean, I might not be as much of a nerd as you, but I get that it's in our DNA and whatever but why don't people have naturally pink hair or green or hibiscus purple?"

Alex laughs gently, "Hibiscus purple…Short answer, it's just not in our genetic code."

"Mmm… Code. Good code, bad code, people, we're all just bad code."

"Because our hair isn't pastel purple?"

"Huh? No no," Maggie hasn't a clue what she's saying 'no' to exactly, she can't remember that far back through her own meandering thoughts, but she tries to bring Alex up to speed, "Person of Interest, come on babe keep up."

"Maybe I could if I knew where your thoughts were going off to." Alex teases.

An idea strikes, sudden and catching like a flint to kindling and Maggie feels more awake with it, "Hey babe, come here," Alex stands up and leans over slightly, "no, closer, come closer I have to tell you something suuuuupper important, but it's a secret." Alex goes with it and obligingly leans even closer, the two almost nose to nose and Maggie reaches up with both hands on her cheeks, pulling her down and kissing her. Alex has to brace herself with arms either side of Maggie's body to stop herself from falling onto her. Regardless, Maggie's hot hands are causing her to melt, warmth spreading from them and her own heart, the two waves colliding somewhere in the middle when neither of them pulls back. Internally Alex chastises herself, she knows their tendency to escalate and she shouldn't be doing this right now but Maggie's lips have something else to say on the matter and she listens wholeheartedly, losing her breath to the detective without a care. She'd trade her dying breath for Maggie's lips on hers if she could, but before these emotions have time to fully captivate her senses Maggie is pulling back to speak, "That's where they are going… almost all the time."

"Good thoughts, I like it." Alex responds slightly breathless and still holding herself over Maggie.

Maggie's eyes drop to her chest with a smirk and she places her index finger on the bare skin above her sweater. Alex watches her and when her finger doesn't move, lowers her gaze too, only for Maggie to poke her nose and yell, "BOOP!" Alex freezes and just stares at her girlfriend with no idea how to respond and Maggie's only response is to giggle.

Alex unfreezes and sits back in her chair, mumbling something about it being unfair.

"Hey when's lunch?" Maggie asks, "I want ice cream."

"For lunch?" Alex spots the menu on the opposite side of the bed and points to it, gesturing for Maggie to hand it to her.

"Yeah Babe, I'm in hospital." She responds as if that somehow explains her logic and ignores Alex's pointing.

"You wanna pass me the menu so you can get some ice cream?"

"No I want you to lean over me again." Her dimples show through as beams with the revelation of her master plan.

Alex shakes her head, leaning forward in her seat she reaches her arm over Maggie's legs and snags the paper, reading over it as she responds, "Not today. Now, lunch options are: soup, steak or assorted sandwiches."

"You know I once saw a thing on the internet; none pizza with left beef. What an atrocity. I mean sure it's funny but… someone probably had to eat that? How bland! There's nothing for the meatballs to even stick to so they just roll away and contaminate the rest of the pizza."

Alex nods once, pretending she understands and chooses soup for Maggie, along with ice cream and water, "Alrighty then… Dinner options are… the exact same, oh wait," she pulls the menu closer to examine it, "soup, assorted sandwiches or pork."

"How about if I just eat you?"

"Maggie, you're not a cannibal and I'm really not all that nutritious even if you were."

"S'not what I meant…" Maggie grumbles distractedly, scratching intensely at her nose, "I want pizza."

"That wasn't one of the options," Alex holds up the list for her to see, "You okay there Mags?"

"Just itching to get out of here."

Alex drops her shoulders, unimpressed with the pun, "Ha ha," she responds dryly and ticks off soup, ice cream, and apple juice for her dinner options and sets the paper aside for later collection.

"Hey Alex Babe," Maggie calls, making grabby hands in her general direction even though she could reach Alex if she fully extended her arms.

Alex looks at her with amusement, it's the fifth time Maggie has called her 'babe' and she's not sure where it's coming from. Not that she minds, "Yes Maggie?"

"Come here, you're so beautiful and I want to kiss you."

"You're not going to poke my nose again are you?"

"Naahh, too soon."

Alex can agree to those terms and so she rises again, leans over, and gives her a couple little feathery kisses. She intends to keep it light but Maggie has a hold on the front of her sweater now and is refusing to let her go until she has been thoroughly kissed, fingers sliding into her short hair.

She shouldn't be surprised, not after earlier, but she is.

A knock on the door interrupts Maggie's quest however and she releases Alex's lips, whispering, "I'm not done with you yet." and then lets go of her shirt.

Alex turns, a little unsteady on her feet and adjusting her sweater, to see the visitor whom she recognizes as the Captain of NCPD, "Captain Alison," she greets and holds her hand out.

"You must be Alex Danvers."

"Yes, any news on the case?"

"Nothing new unless your team found something overnight. Mind if I have a few words with Detective Sawyer?" Captain Alison asks mostly out of courtesy.

"Of course not, good luck." And with that Alex leaves them to grab a drink.

With Alex no longer blocking her view, Maggie finally sees who has stepped into the room and she beams, "Oh, Captain, My Captain!" she smiles at her own joke, "Heh. Did you come all the way down here just to see moi? I must be special."

"Well I was hoping to get your statement." Captain Alison recognises immediately that the Detective is not herself, "What have they got you on?"

"Morphine, it's great, I feel so great. I have never been so relaxed in my life. It was super weird at first, I could feel it moving down my veins but it's pretty great, I feel so fine, there is zero pain in my body."

"Right, well see if you can focus for a while. What do you remember from yesterday?"

"What day was yesterday?"

"Tuesday."

"Two dollars off shots on Tuesday's at the bar." Maggie responds, looking off into the distance as her thoughts meander.

"Detective Sawyer, do you remember being shot?"

"Shots?" Maggie asks looking back at Captain Alison, confused why her CO is asking her about shots until her face lights up in memory a moment later, "Oh yeah, I got shot. That sucked. It was worse than the last time I got shot, but Alex was there to patch me up that time so it wasn't too bad, hope that girl's alright though."

"What girl?" Captain Alison asks urgently, pushing to one side that she had no idea Maggie had been previously shot, in the wake of this important information.

"Hmm? Girl where? What girl? Is she pretty? Hey I have a girl where's my girl? Alex?!" Maggie calls and starts looking around the room for her girlfriend while Captain Alison sighs, tempted to hit her face with her palm, "Have you seen her? She's a tall kick ass ninja, short hair, looks amazing in a thigh holster, expressive eyes, cool under pressure with an affinity for sweaters? Goes my Alex Danvers but really it should DAMNvers because damn is she fine? More-fine than I-"

"Detective Sawyer I need you to focus." Alison leans over the bed, resting her weight on the rails, "Did you see who shot you?"

"I don't know the man who shot me, he was an asshat and I make a point not to associate with asshats."

"So it was a male? What did he look like?"

"Tall, white, his eyes were really cool but he was probably straight and boring, males are so boring, who wants to talk about them? Let's talk about women; women are gorgeous and just so soft."

"Okay then let's talk about the girl you mentioned, was she a witness? Were you protecting her?"

"Alex? She doesn't need protecting, she can definitely handle her own, probably even better than me...Hey, where is Alex? I get shot, I sorta expected her to be here, being my girlfriend and the super protective person she is. "

"Focus Sawyer! Did you send me a text at 3am this morning?"

"It's possible, I send a lot of texts, mostly to Alex but if you take into account the multiverse then wow, it really is possible for anything to happen."

Captain Alison tries another question, hoping something, anything will get through to her, "Where's your gun?"

Maggie looks around the room, hands patting down the bed, "Oh shit, where is my gun… Did you take my gun?" She leans forward and slides her hands quickly down Captain Alison's sides, patting her hips and quickly finds the weapon there.

"Hey!" Captain Alison isn't fast enough to catch Maggie's searching hands so she steps back from the bed, scandalised, a second before Maggie can draw her weapon. "Give me my gun back!"

"That's my weapon Detective Sawyer, where is yours?"

"Right there?" She points to Alison's holster. Captain Alison rubs face, trying desperately to forget that her subordinate just tried to frisk her, "Hmm, I'm tired." Maggie closes her eyes and sleep chases her, catching up quickly in her relaxed state.

"Detective Sawyer."

"Oh, you're still here Captain, when is Alex coming back?"

"It's been 12 seconds Sawyer."

"Sure feels like it, sleep is funny that way. What do you need?"

"Can you tell me what happened yesterday?"

"I got shot again. You know, this needs to stop happening, I need to stop getting shot and Alex needs to stop getting abducted and Kara needs to stop blindly leaping into things. It's a mess all round really. Oh, my fridge is gonna be a mess if I don't clear out-"

"Detective Sawyer!"

"Hmm? That's me."

"Did you send me this text at 3am this morning?" She holds out her phone for Maggie to inspect.

Maggie looks at the text, "I use the same abbreviations and-oh hey that's Alex's number. Why do you have my girlfriends number?"

"Because you texted me?"

"Oh. Oh yeah I did." there's a brief pause as Maggie looks out the window, watching the way the sun filters through the clouds and highlights the dust in the sky. She's about to tell Captain Alison to look how beautiful it is when she notices the little rainbow curving over her superiors' head, "I didn't know you were into women Captain Alison."

"What? I'm not."

"Have you any idea how many women have told me that? Alex too and then like two days later she's kissing me in a bar. Wild. But don't go kissing me, that would be really inappropriate for so many reasons and Alex would probably break her fingers punching you out if you did." Maggie yawns and scratches her nose again, "She may be right handed and prefer to hit with her right but her left hook is way stronger, no one ever sees it coming, it's awesome and so hot. Her biceps are amazing."

"The only feelings I have for you Sawyer are annoyance and sympathy." Captain Alison responds dryly.

"HA, feelings, what even are they? You probably have a feeling about me, it is a pretty feeling?" she asks, blinking slowly, her eyelids taking their time to rise again.

"Pretty annoying."

"Ohhh, nice one." She mumbles as sleep closes in on her again.

"This is going nowhere." Alison says, mostly to herself.

"Are we supposed to be going somewhere?"

"No Detective Sawyer, you are to stay right where you are. I'll come back another time." Captain Alison leaves in search of Alex, hoping she may have better intel or at least be able to carry a conversation.

"Yes Ma'am," Maggie murmurs and closes her eyes once more.

Captain Alison stops just out the door, finding Alex leaning there with a white plastic cup in hand and an amused smile on her face, "So how'd it go?"

She receives a light glare in response, "Some warning wouldn't have gone astray."

"She's been like this all morning. She's aware of what's going on but can't hold a conversation."

"Hospitals are always doing this, drugging up our witness and it makes it so difficult to get statements that will hold up in court." Captain Alison holds her phone out, displaying the text message she received, "Can you confirm that this is your number?"

Alex barely glances at the screen and then takes a sip of her coffee, "Yep."

"Did you or Sawyer send the message?"

"Maggie borrowed my phone last night. Hopefully it helps."

Captain Alison nods, "A little unethical but at this point I'm glad she did it, it's all we've got to work with unless your co-workers come up with something." she watches Alex expression closely but all she does is nod and take another sip.

"I hope they didn't cause you too much trouble Captain."

"They repeatedly crashed the crime scene and then brought Supergirl in." Alex feigns surprise, "Your girlfriend sure has some friends in mighty high places these days."

"Yeah, FBI have a lot of connections and my team are loyal to me which by extension makes them loyal to Maggie. Hopefully working together we can solve this case, which by the way, any leads besides that message?"

"Just the bullet they pulled from Detective Sawyer that the hospital gave me on the way in and the casing it came from. Did the hospital give you any of her personal items? Anything that she came in with?"

"No, nothing. What are you looking for?" Alison doesn't answer her immediately and Alex knows she's holding something back, "What's missing?"

"Her gun."

Alex pauses before answering, "At least it will be easy to track if it's used."

"Mm, well one more thing before I go; people at the precinct have been asking if they can visit."

"I don't think now is the best time, I'm sure Maggie would appreciate the support but not while the Morphine is making her uh, loopy."

"I'll pass that on. You have my number, please let me know if anything changes."

Alex nods once, "Same to you Captain Alison."

She nods her confirmation and then takes her leave.

Alex moves back into the room to find Maggie asleep so she sits with her coffee and pulls out her phone to keep busy with.


Currently chapter 5 doesn't exist, but 6, 7, and 8 do so idk what's gonna happen there, 5 and 6 might get merged together, who knows? Not me yet :P