The heroine was occupied, forgetting about the journal. Adam, on the other hand, could not forget. His mind was still consumed by ideas, desperate to get back the girl he loved. The man allowed a very light sleep to overcome him, but for the heroine, sleep just wouldn't come.
Everytime she began to lose consciousness, a twang in the back of her head reminded her of something she had to do. After hours of trying to remember, sleep finally took the blonde, dragging her off to a land of dreams.
For Kara, dreams were often filled of Krypton, Alex, or Adam. Tonight, a dream came, echoing through her subconscious, as if to remind her. The dream was set on Krypton, the beautiful Argo skyline out the windows.
It was Kara's eighteenth birthday, on Krypton. The day was never actually celebrated, but it was a wonderful thought. On Krypton, when a girl turns eighteen, she is paired with a mate of her family's choosing. In this particular fantasy, Astra was presenting a boy, barely older than she, to the council. Kara stood proudly beside him, a proper distance between them, of course.
"The council approves your choice for a mate., genetically speaking. Before the young man can officially become a husband, we must see that the two have an emotional bond."
Astra led her niece close to the boy before stepping back. Slowly, the two began the bond testing ritual. Kara stood, hand in hand with the teen. A blush soon began to crawl up onto her cheeks, a good sign. Her legs began to feel numb, getting lost in his brown eyes.
"The two appear to be proper mates for one another. Session closed. By the power of the council, I pronounce you a couple."
Across town, the Adam tossed and turned in his bed. Cat was down the hall, Carter still on the balcony. The journal was his heart beneath the floorboards, drawing him out, forcing him to come clean. Adam was curious, but felt guilty for invading his ex's privacy. Eventually, his curiosity won and the man crept back to the balcony.
"Adam?" Carter reacted, sitting on something he had had in his hand.
"Hi, Carter."
"What are you doing?" The boy cringed.
"I… Nothing."
"And what are you sitting on?" Knowing defeat, Carter stood, handing the journal to Adam.
"I kind of found this out here. I read it, and you probably should, too. The book was Supergirl's!"
