SPOILER WARNING!: This chapter contains MAJOR spoilers for the ending of the "Ace Reporter" episode! DO NOT continue if you don't like spoilers! You've been warned.

Author's Note: As usual, I'm following the episode pretty closely, with more fluff and lesbians and less hetero lol. I'm just sayin', she chose to save Kara over certain ex boyfriends, so there was that. Power to the LESBIANS! X3 Having said that, I really do like Rahul Kohli. He's possibly my favorite character in iZombie. Anyway! Enjoy!


Chapter 4

Lena stood outside Kara's apartment fidgeting with her purse strap. She hadn't knocked yet because the favor she was about to ask she wasn't sure she should ask. She didn't want to give Kara the wrong impression. The favor involved Lena's ex and, true, she had been stuck on him pretty much since they broke up, but since meeting Kara he had become a thing of the past. She would always look back at her time with him with fondness, but she was ready to move on, ready to dive headfirst into whatever was happening with Kara. She hoped whatever it was, it was of the permanent variety.

Just thinking about Kara brought a goofy grin to her face and before she could stop herself, she was knocking on the door. A moment later the beautiful smiling face of Kara Danvers opened the door.

"Lena!" Kara exclaimed.

Lena thought about commenting on Kara's (yet again) surprised reaction to see her but found herself pulling Kara in for a kiss instead. Kara didn't put up the slightest struggle and instead melted into the brunette's lips. As was usually the case with them whenever their lips collided, the kiss became heated within moments. This time it was Lena who pulled back before her hands started wandering to Kara's body.

"Well hello to you too, beautiful," Lena said with a grin.

A huge grin filled Kara's lips and she pushed her glasses up in her adorable shy way. Lena bit her lip. She found it incredibly sexy every time Kara fiddled with those ridiculous glasses.

Kara cleared her throat and blushed prettily. "So what brings you to the rent controlled side of town?"

Lena was about to answer when she smelled the suspicious odor of carbon. "Are you grief baking?" She asked, sweeping past Kara and into the other's apartment.

"No!"

"Liar."

"Being unemployed is not fun anymore," Kara said defensively. "Granted, I've only been unemployed for. . . two whole days, but you know what? It's not fun! I'm a workaholic with nothing to do!"

"How is it someone as capable as yourself can't bake a basic... anything?" Lena teased.

"Hey!" Kara said defensively. "I can cook! I can reheat pizza like nobody's business!"

Lena bit her lower lip. Kara was so damn cute. Deciding to act on her sudden desire, she pulled Kara to her by those delicious hips and planted a warm kiss on the other's lips. Lena couldn't help but smirk into the kiss when Kara melted into it. It was kind of a power trip knowing she had this kind of affect on Supergirl.

When they pulled back Kara was looking flushed and slightly ruffled and Lena found it incredibly sexy. "So there's this thing I want to go to but there's this catch."

Kara pushed her glasses up. "Oh?" she said, her voice delightfully breathless.

"My um... my ex boyfriend is going to be there because there's this big unveiling," Lena said. Then when she saw the flicker of worry cross Kara's face she said quickly, "I want to bring you so he doesn't try to rekindle anything. He broke my heart and I've finally moved on and I want to show him I've moved on because I want this, I want you. I want to see what he's launching, but I don't want him to get the wrong impression as to why I'm there."

Kara worried her lower lip. "So you want me to come along as your arm candy?"

"Would you?" Lena blurted out with a small giggle. "It would go a long way to healing and closure and all that."

Lena saw the most sexy, flirty smile enter Kara's lips that set Lena on fire. "What do I get out of it, Miss Luthor?"

Lena's eyebrow shot up so high it practically took flight. "What do you want?" she said in a low voice.

"An evening alone with you afterwards. No shop talk. Just the two of us with a candle lit dinner."

Lena's smile widened and she leaned in for another heated kiss. "Are there any 'after dinner favors' I need to perform, Miss Danvers?"

Kara nearly choked around their kiss. "Lena!"

Lena laughed. "What? You started it."

"You're terrible."

"I do my best," Lena replied and wagged her eyebrows.

Kara grabbed Lena's hand and began dragging her toward the door. "Let's get going before we miss the expo. I like having your back. It makes me feel needed."

"Good. Because I need you, Kara Danvers."

Lena was quite pleased to see Kara blush.


As always seemed to be the case with being Supergirl, Kara's week went from promising and happy, to a total train wreck. After going to the expo (and being seriously suspicious of BioMax) and having the most awkward lunch with Jack, Mon-El, and Lena, now two people were dead. And the icing on the horrid-week cake: Kara was jealous and worried. She was worried she saw feelings in Lena's eyes when she looked at Jack during lunch. Kara hated herself for thinking that, for feeling jealous, but it was there nonetheless. Even more so now that she just found out Jack was the murderer. That didn't help.

And now she had to go to Lena and try to convince her, without sound like a crazy jealous girlfriend, that she had evidence that showed Jack was the killer. Her heart skipped a beat when the word "girlfriend" crossed her mind. They weren't actually official. They'd never even agreed they were official. They agreed to take it slow, and they agreed they had some undefinable "thing" between them.

The semantics of it all suddenly made Kara angry. Why hadn't she asked Lena if she would be her girlfriend yet? Her exclusive girlfriend? She needed to punch something. Instead she flew to L-Corp and decided to get the impending conflict over and done with. When she knocked, she was relieved when Lena answered the door personally, and Jack wasn't there. That was a plus.

"Well hello, beautiful," Lena greeted her with a warm hug. "What brings you by?"

Kara let herself be let into the other's office and Lena poured them a couple of mugs of coffee with her expensive espresso maker.

"Lena . . . before I tell you what I came here to tell you . . . I need to ask you something first," Kara said. She was already regretting the decision. How could she not look jealous? 'I am literally prefacing telling her about Jack being a murderer with a "Oh hey honey, do you still love you ex?"' Kara felt sick, something she didn't even know was possible for her. "Do you . . . are you still in love with Jack?"

Lena's hands paused mid-pour. She carefully set her coffee cup down and looked Kara directly in the eyes. "If I were still hung up on him, why would I invite you to go with me to the expo? Or for lunch, for that matter? I told you I'm over him and I meant it. I would never lie to you, Kara. Never."

Kara gulped. And now she felt guilty. And here she was thinking her week couldn't get worse. "I'm sorry I just . . . I just don't want to lose you, Lena."

"I'll admit it was confusing seeing him again. However," Lena said, and Kara didn't miss the emphasis on the word, "I would never risk losing you over confusing feelings, especially an ex. I'm wise enough to know relationships end for a reason. There is no point in reopening something that will simply end for the exact same reasons. I'm a fan of saving myself the headache. I want this, us to happen, Kara. I've never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. I trust you so completely, and I. . . I feel like I can be myself with you and accept me. I wouldn't throw that away, Kara. Not for anyone."

Kara pushed her glasses up and worried her lips together. "I'm sorry, Lena. I really shouldn't have brought it up."

Lena peered into Kara's eyes. "What do you mean?"

Kara hesitated. But she knew she couldn't keep this from Lena as that would put Lena in danger. "We found evidence that. . . irrefutable evidence that Jack is the one who was behind the murder of the two witnesses."

Lena's entire countenance darkened. "You 'found' evidence? What, are you stalking him?"

"No, I followed my instincts as a journalist and they led me to the truth. We found this," Kara replied, then held up her phone. She watched Lena's face as the video played and Kara's heart broke just watching the betrayal creep into the brunette's face.

When it finished Lena said, "Does anyone else know?"

"Just you and me."

"You need to let me talk to him before this buries him."

"Lena I can't let you do that. He's already killed two people and if you talk to him you'll be the third. Please stay away from him."

"I can't bury him without talking to him first, Kara, I owe him that. We need to give him a chance before this hits the media."

"Lena if anything happened to you I would never forgive myself. Please stay away from him. I've got Supergirl on the case. She won't hurt him. I promise."

"And how can you make that promise, Kara?" Lena demanded.

But the question wasn't suggesting Lena wanted to know how Kara knew Supergirl so well. It almost sounded like an accusation.

"Because I know Supergirl," Kara said. "We'll make sure he gets a fair trial, okay?"

"I have a lot of work I need to finish, Kara. I'm sorry."

She turned away from Kara and her heart felt like it was being torn from her chest. "I'm sorry Lena, but I can't let him hurt anyone else."

"I understand," Lena said, but her voice was cold and she did not turn.

As Kara walked away, she had a feeling something terrible was about to happen.


Kara hadn't wanted the feeling to be right. And now here she sat holding the woman with whom she was falling in love, trying somehow to comfort her after what had happened. Promising to be there for her no matter what. And again she felt guilt, but even more infuriatingly, she felt helplessness. Lena had been put in an impossible position and had to choose between the man she used to be with, used to love, and Supergirl. Part of her was selfishly grateful Lena had chosen as she did, otherwise Kara might very well be dead, but mostly she felt guilt. Guilt that the whole thing lead to a good man's death.

She couldn't keep hiding who she was. She had to tell Lena. The timing was terrible right now, all things considered, but she had to tell Lena. Soon. And then Kara knew she would have to ask Lena for something more permanent because she couldn't keep up the charade of just dating. They'd been dating for months now, and it was no longer enough. She wanted so much more with Lena, every moment of every day. She longed to feel Lena's naked body against her own, to touch and kiss every part of her body. She longed to share ever stolen kiss, every sweet moment couples share. All of it.

Kara placed a tender, gentle kiss on Lena's temple. "I'll never leave you, Lena. I will always protect you. No matter what."

"You can't promise that. No one can," Lena said, her eyes still staring emptily at the distant wall.

"I can, Lena. And I am. I will always protect you, I will always be here for you, even if I have to walk through fire to find you I'll always come for you and I'll always protect you."

This seemed to stir something within Lena and she finally looked up to meet Kara's gaze. "Why are you so good to me, Kara? What did I ever do to deserve such pure adoration? If you knew what was good for you, you would run from me."

"Never," Kara replied firmly. Then she brushed her index finger beneath Lena's chin and tilted it up. "Never," she repeated, then pressed her lips against Lena's.

For the briefest of moments Kara felt Lena stiffen, but then the kiss seemed to shatter a wall, a barrier in her defenses, for a moment later she felt the dampness of tears enter the kiss. Lena's body shook and Kara cradled her in the kiss, grounding Lena, offering herself to the other. Kara only pulled away so she could hold Lena allow her this moment to let go, to forget for this moment that she was a Luthor and that it was okay to cry, that she was safe.

When the soft sobs began to subside, Kara pulled back and gazed lovingly into Lena's eyes. She was met with uncertainty, but Kara had never been more in love with Lena.

"You're so beautiful, Lena," Kara said softly. "Thank you for letting me in, for allowing me to see you. I know there are very few people to whom you trust to open yourself. I cherish you, Lena Luthor."

"God, Kara," Lena breathed, and Kara felt the other's hands tighten and bunch of the fabric of Kara's shirt. "I don't know how you're doing this to me. When you came in I was certain I felt nothing. And now look at me." Lena let out a weak laugh. "I'm a mess."

"And you're still the most beautiful person I've ever seen," Kara replied, tenderly wiping away Lena's tears.

"Will you. . . will you stay with me tonight?" Lena said. "I really don't want to be alone right now."

"As long as you need," Kara replied. "All night, all week if you want me to. I would do anything for you, Lena. Anything."

When they left Lena's office and at last lay on Lena's bed, Kara cocooned herself around Lena, sheltering her from the world and all it's darkness. She knew she could never undo the things that had happened to Lena. But she would be damned if she would ever let anything happen to her again. When she was sure Lena had long fallen asleep, she whispered into the dark, "I love you, Lena Luthor."