"Landon?! How, I…" Maggie frowned, shaking her head. He looked fine. Not even shaken up, not even scared to see her.

"How do you know my name?" Landon frowned, leaning back. "Who are you?!"

"I… I rescued you. From the car." Maggie's voice was shaky.

"I- what?" Landon laughed, shaking his head. "I've been locked up here for ages… What are you talking about?"

"It wasn't you..." She whispered, seeing that Landon's stance had relaxed. It didn't make her feel any less uneasy, but at least it helped to have a conversation with him.

He sighed. "I've been stuck here for days. My family, I-… They took them, I don't know where they are. Did you see them when they brought you here?"

For a second, Maggie didn't know what to do. If it was some sort of duplicate, a clone of the guy walking around… Then either his family were clones too… Or they weren't.

And those were actual bodies in the car.

"I didn't see them." Maggie shook her head. "Just you. You were in a car, I rescued you, you stabbed me."

"Sorry about that." Landon chuckled dryly. "Well, not much I could have done about it from here, though. I think they have a version of me running around and doing stuff…"

"Why?! Who is 'they'?"

"Some aliens." Landon sighed. "They probably want me for my research. I've been studying the genetics of human mutation as a counter to alien abilities."

Maggie laughed weakly, and leaned back. "You'd like my girlfriend then, she's into all that DNA stuff too."

"A scientist?" He asked, looking intrigued.

Maggie shrugged. "Something like that."

Landon smiled. "So, what do they want you for?"

"Probably either because I'm an NCPD alien expert, or because I have a girlfriend that's something like a scientist."

"Ah." Landon nodded. "Yeah, those could work."

"I'm Maggie, by the way. Sawyer." Maggie raised her hand for him to shake, and he gently took it in his. She noticed how much he was shaking.

"Nice to meet you, however nice it can be under the circumstances."

Maggie dropped to the ground, leaning against the wall of the cell. "I can imagine you've been lonely."

"I just miss my family. I hope they're okay. That they were just… bait, you know. That they're safe."

"I read your files."

Landon looked at her. "My files?"

"You were stalking me. Sending me messages, threatening me. Obviously now that I know, it wasn't you… I wanted to know who you were so I read your documents. I'm guessing they forged most of it."

Landon dropped his head and thought for a second. "Well, I'm a doctor, I have a wife and two kids. I work at National City General, and I do underground research about human and alien DNA. That's about it. I like playing squash, if that's a dirty little secret you found."

Maggie sighed. "It said that you were psychotic. Schizophrenia. That you probably kidnapped your whole family before plunging your car into the river."

Landon swallowed thickly. "They're trying to frame me...?"

Maggie didn't reply. She shrugged, as she saw Landon taking a seat next to her with a dejected sigh. "That's not good." He looked up at her. "What do they want with us? Why would they have another me running around?"

The detective didn't have an answer.

"I have a feeling we're going to find out."


It was only a matter of time until Alex found out what he did.

J'onn knew he owed it to both Danvers sisters to tell them the story about the alien prisoners, and how he'd taken a huge risk.

Truth be told, he'd anticipated Kara's disappointed reaction. And he'd expected anger from Alex, pure unadulterated rage, for putting them both in danger, and gambling with Maggie's life like that.

But instead of anger, he got a venomous side to Alex Danvers that he never wanted to see again in his lifetime. An Alex that pointed a finger at him, and never broke eye contact as she whispered threateningly. "If they touch as much as a hair on her body, you're going to pay for it, J'onn."

Kara had tried to reason with Alex, knowing well enough that J'onn could have never foreseen the aliens targeting Maggie, though it was hard for her to stay neutral in the fight, as she turned to J'onn. "You could have told us. You should have told us. We'd have followed your orders. But this…"

J'onn sighed, dropping his head. He knew he'd failed. "You're my second-in-command, Alex. And you were right this morning, I did owe you the truth, and I didn't give it to you."

"You're goddamn right." Alex hissed though her teeth. J'onn shook his head. "I'm going to visit some of the other planets they've taken, to see how they work. Maybe I can find some clues on how to bring them down."

Kara frowned. "You're…leaving?"

"You're in charge, Alex." J'onn looked at her, trying not to wince at the sight of Alex's eyes changing from anger to disappointment, to - he knew it was faked - indifference. "I'll keep you updated, I've briefed Winn on how to communicate with me off-world. I… I failed you. The both of you. But we can't let that get in the way of getting that alien cartel on its knees. We can't lose this battle."

He took a deep breath, and looked at Alex. "Good luck, director Danvers."

After that, he walked out of the med bay, leaving a confused Kara, and a hardened Alex behind. As soon as he left, Alex breathed out a sigh. "Good riddance. He probably killed my girlfriend, and he put you in danger."

"Maggie's not dead." Kara countered. "She can't be, they wouldn't have kidnapped her if they didn't need her for something."

"Like they needed Landon to stalk her? To stab her? God…" Alex closed her eyes and winced, as a tear slipped down her cheek. Kara grabbed her hand, but Alex pulled back, and wiped it off her face. "No, I need to… We need a plan. We're going to get her back. I'm not going home without her."

"I second that." Kara smiled weakly, but her brow furrowed as she watched Alex trying to get off the bed. "Hey, no… Hamilton said you can't put too much pressure on your leg…"

"…I need to go rescue Maggie." Alex grunted, experimentally putting her weight on her leg, and finding to her surprise that the pain was manageable. "It wasn't even a real bullet, I'm fine."

As the pair walked over to the command center, they were greeted with the sight of Winn typing on two keyboards at the same time, a flurry of data and numbers flying across the monitors. He threw a look over his shoulder to the both of them, and turned back to the screen. "I got a signal from the docks when you and Maggie were there. Some type of release of energy, I'm trying to identify it. If I can program software that tracks it automatically…"

He was basically talking to himself, but it was all Alex and Kara needed to get hopeful again. Kara patted Winn on the back and watched him work, as Alex took a deep breath.

Director Danvers. She could do this.

Failure wasn't an option.

Never seeing Maggie again wasn't an option.

The boxed ring in her apartment never wrapping around the finger of the most gorgeous woman in the world wasn't an option.