you can thank adele winning on the grammys last night for this chapter coming early (er).
also, the only betaed chapter was the first one, so all mistakes are my own.
and you know the drill with this - °°•°° it shows up, we're changing POVs
Kara Danvers is not lucky.
She (along with everyone else who knows her) has full consciousness of that.
Those who know where she came from would definitely not say that being sent away from a dying world was luck.
Others who know her a bit closer, a bit deeper, would not call her love life a bubbling pit of good fortune either.
Her lack of triumphs in the lucky area has long been registered on her mind.
Kara's worked hard her whole life to make up for it.
Due to that she does not consider the fact that Cat reciprocates her affections a blessing from the luck-gods.
She considers it faith.
Because she's worked hard her entire life and she's also a big believer of faith. A big believer that you have a considerable number of paths to take in your days and each choice you make creates a new opportunity and brings along almost certain results.
Like aliens, for instance.
There are those who choose to live quietly, who adopt Earth as their home and, almost a hundred percent of the times, get enough peace to be happy.
There are also those, however, who come to Earth in order to bring chaos or seek revenge. Nine out of ten of those get their asses kicked by some sort of government organization and/or superhero.
Faith.
Kara is a fierce believer of faith, and when she says goodbye to Cat that night, her heart feels lighter and her steps hover slightly above the ground.
She gets home to a quiet apartment and an easy smile on her lips.
And then she remembers Jeremiah.
She remembers her sweet stepdad who deserved quiet evenings with the person he loved.
Her hands tremble as she calls Alex.
"He's alright, Kara. J'onn and I think he might wake up tomorrow or so." There's a second of hesitance and she can almost see it, how her sister must look at Eliza, wherever the woman is close to Alex at that moment, with worry in her eyes. "Mom is alright too."
"That's great." Kara sighs. Prays to Rao that Jeremiah wakes up. Prays that the Kryptonite is only meant to cause her harm, that it doesn't have any collateral effect on the man as well.
"How did it go tonight?" Alex has hope in her voice and Kara loves hope, hangs on to it more than she does to luck.
"Good." She repeats, plays with the hem of her blanket with her free fingers. "Really good."
"Did you tell her?"
"Yeah." Kara takes a breath, lets it out and spends half a second noticing how she has to consciously force herself to breathe these days. "She kissed me."
"What?"
"You heard me."
"No, I actually didn't. Quit swallowing up the words."
"She kissed me."
Her words are clear now.
Ring around her ears and the apartment's walls.
She focusses on that picture James had given her so long ago and reminds her of the pure feeling she once nurtured towards him. Reminds her of Cat and soft kisses and new beginnings.
"Oh my God."
"You don't sound surprised."
"Well…"
"I hate that you can read me so well. I hate that you can read everything around me so well."
"Not always."
Her sister sounds tired and regretful. Kara can't have that.
"Sometimes I lock myself up so well that not even I can find the lock anymore."
"Hm." Alex sighs. So does Kara. "Don't go all poetic on me. You being a journalist is already too much for my scientist brain."
"Mood killer."
"As sure as our yellow sun."
She manages a chuckle.
It feels good, rests easy on her shoulders.
"And Kara?"
"Yeah?"
"This is a good thing you're starting."
"I think so."
"I know so. Don't run from it, okay?"
"Okay. G'night."
"Don't let the stardust bite."
She smiles into her pillow when she settles down to sleep. She smiles into her pillow and feels soft lips against her skin and Cat's perfume all around her.
Her eyes close and she doesn't realize she's fallen asleep until she wakes up the next morning.
Kara goes in early to make up for her escape on the previous day.
Snapper gives her three dirty looks on the first ten minutes, but she shakes it off when her phone rings and she thinks about messaging Cat.
She does so.
A simple good morning as she's evolving her latest article and simultaneously searching venues for the woman's returning party.
Cat wanted it to be on a Saturday and she wanted it to be a family affair. Sophisticated in the right amount to catch media's eyes, but cozy enough so coworkers could bring their children.
The woman had said she wanted to be available for Abby and Carter at all times on this new phase, that she wanted to work more flexible and suitable hours and wanted Catco to reflect that.
Kara finds a good place just as Snapper drops a thick file on her desk.
"Sort it, learn it and develop it by four p.m."
"I actually had something else I wanted to run wi-"
"Oh, you disappear for a whole day and promote yourself to a senior journalist as well?"
"That's not what I me-"
"You're really close to getting your name kicked out from the board, Danvers. Shut your mouth and do the work."
She closes a fist on her lap, thankfully out of view under the table, and nods.
Kara waits until the man is further away before taking a snap of the screen and the venue's information and emailing it to Cat.
8:48 A.M
catcowmedia .com:
Found this spot and think it is worth taking a look into. Snapper is up my back, don't know if I'll be able to do anymore planning today.
She is not lucky.
He feelings for Cat being answered is not luck.
She thanks faith and Alex when Cat calls on her lunch break and tells her to drop by the apartment that night as well.
°°•°°
There are few things Alex truly loves and is devoted to.
Kara is first and foremost.
Then comes her parents and J'oon.
(she doesn't know how to explain it, but she feels just a deep a connection to the Martian as she feels to her dad)
Then the D.E.O
And then Maggie.
She'd struggled on whether to put her girlfriend before her job.
She actually tried that for a little while, but it only resulted in a deadly alien escaping his cage and Maggie not coming home for three days.
So her job comes first.
There are few things Alex is devoted to.
The person on top of the list is someone who she neglected. Someone who got lost and someone she helped find again.
Alex is devoted to her sister, so she listens patiently for a week as Kara calls her late at night with tales about the blonde's latest interactions with Cat Grant.
When Kara tells her she got kissed, Alex smiles.
The next day Jeremiah wakes up. Her mom cries, the blonde alien hugs her and looks at the man through a safe distance.
That night, when Kara tells her it happened again and for longer, Alex feels a bit grossed out by the mental image, but also moved and glad for the spark makings its way back into her baby sister's voice.
On the third night, Kara is doubtful because things were taking a straight direction and Cat had sent the her home early.
"The kids were home, Kar. And you guys have been so long coming that maybe she doesn't want to mess it up with a hump."
"Gross!" Kara squeals at the same time Maggie growls.
"You got what I meant."
"Still."
Kara does not call her on the fourth night and they do get a call into the D.E.O at 2 a.m, so they see each other anyhow. If the subject wasn't Cadmus, she'd notice her sister's fluid body language more easily.
They corner one of Lillian's minions and when Alex shoots and breaks his kryptonite crest, Kara flies the guy straight to an interrogation room.
Vasquez says someone should go in with the superheroine, but Alex can feel it. In her heart and belly and brain, that this is something Kara not only needs, but also can, do alone.
They watch through the mirror as the blonde circles the chair where the man sits. Watch as Supergirl almost loses her patience twice and of course Alex is the one to put a palm against Hank's chest to stop him from storming in.
Kara gets it together and does not lay a finger on the metahuman.
They put him away in a cell and log in the info.
Lilian is creating a new machine somewhere around the country. No one in Cadmus knows where, at least not by their prisoner's reckoning.
"You didn't call tonight."
They are alone, Kara walking her to the car.
"Yeah."
Alex sees her sister's goofy grin through the edge of her sight.
"Any reason for that?"
Kara looks at her when they stop in front of her car and it downs on her like a tequila shot.
"Oh my God you got laid!"
Her mouth is covered by an iron-strong hand.
"Scream a little louder, will you?"
Her sister is blushing and Kara is on the top of her devotion list.
That doesn't mean she can act like the older, more experienced sibling.
"I'm sorry, but it's a bit funny to think that the girl of steel's chastity belt comes off like butter."
"Scre- Screw you! For now and forever."
Kara flies away and Alex laughs.
The fifth night comes with another call.
"The party is tomorrow."
"What does that has to do with me?"
"You're going."
"I have a job."
"You're going."
"Why?" She whines. And she is not ashamed of it. She had plans of morning sex and rewatching Bridesmaids with her gorgeous girlfriend.
"A) you were the one who pushed me into telling her and consequently kickstarting this whole thing and B) it'll be the first time we're actually out in public since we started this thing and I have no Idea how to dress or how to behave and the right moment to approach her and-"
"Fine! I'm coming. Just chill out, alright?"
"I'm nervous."
"I can see that." Alex chuckles softly because Kara is her top priority, not out of duty, but out of love now.
"Can you drop by earlier? I need help not to look too nerdy."
"She saw you taking nerdy to the next level for two straight years, you'll be fine."
"But-"
"Go with a dress. Navy. The V-necked one with marked waist and white ships print."
"That's specific."
"I like it and you never seem to wear it."
"Hm."
"See you tomorrow, weirdo. Try not to freak out."
"No promises. Love you."
"Love you too."
Alex is half asleep when they get to the private park the event is taking place and Maggie's hand is firm in hers.
Kara looks stunning and simple when they meet up at the entrance.
Things seem to flow.
They get in and there are photographers and also kids playing and light colors as decoration.
The sun is strong just to warm them up, not for uncontrollable sweating.
Things seem to flow.
Cat spots Kara and is making her way towards their group, but Alex notices a little girl walking ahead of the woman.
"Kara, did ya see the Peter Pan swing? Can ya go on a ride with me?"
Alex watches as her sister smiles down at the girl, as her sister nods, takes the extended palm into her own.
Alex watches as Cat finally reaches them and Kara and the woman lock eyes.
She hides the smile on her lips and Maggie nudges her shoulder to behave.
Things seem to flow.
Kara and Cat levitate around each other, exchange words and create conversation topics and the girl Alex guesses to be Abby seems content enough to wait.
Maggie pulls them into the talk and Alex never liked Cat Grant before, but the woman seems softer and freer.
It makes her comfortable enough to forget about the unsettling secrecy of the relationship her sister and company-owner are trying to develop.
It makes her enjoy the sun and Maggie's company through the morning.
Cat seems softer and freer and Cat and Kara seem to levitate towards each other.
That is why her heart stings with anger and resentment when a group of hugely-built green men crash into the party from the sky.
°°•°°
After five days of long talks and honest looks and warm touches, Kara feels settled and confident and bubbly.
It's almost hilarious how everything comes crashing down.
It breaks her heart later, but, on the moment, it is almost hilarious.
She's beside Cat and there is nothing new about that.
The woman is talking to a few reporters and Kara is listening to the nuances of her voice.
That's when the men hit the ground and send chairs flying through the air at their landing.
Cat freezes for a second, but instinctively reaches out for Carter to her other side and Abby in his hold.
Kara disappears behind a toy and pulls out her dress. She hears and sees as the men begin to attack.
They are reckless and violent.
They must have known she would be here.
Maybe because Alex was there too. Maybe because Cadmus knows her secret identity.
She isn't sure.
But they are violent.
Toss people around and two go for blunt blows to tables and structures, aiming for the bigger damage possible.
Kara does her best to knock them out before anyone can get truly hurt.
She drops two out of four, but they have brass knuckles with kryptonite stones and the few times they manage to get a punch in, her skin breaks and she aches.
The third one is faster and bigger.
Makes her chase him around the park and she tries desperately not to hear the screams and not to think about how many are hurt.
She catches the guy and she's going in for the second knee to the head when a distinctive noise captures her attention.
Cat's yell of her son's name.
Kara delivers the blow, but doesn't look at the men anymore.
Instead, she sees Carter finishing his slide on the ground, his arms loose and Abby falling like a sack to his far left.
Cat screams again.
Kara sees black.
It's almost funny how everything can collapse around you in a manner of seconds.
She comes to it with Alex staring right into her eyes.
First, she feels breathless.
Then, she feels the sting in her hand and sees how it is raised in a punch.
Lastly, she sees the man she beat to death.
try not to hate me too much?
see ya in a bit
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(title of the chapter from The Writer, by Ellie Goulding, even tho I prefer Kelly Clarkson's cover)