SUNDAY, JULY 10TH 2016

92 DAYS TO SUPERGIRL

"CatCo", part 9 of 10

A few of them had left now. Even before her sister called, she knew: it was over, the situation had been handled. The fire was out, everyone was out and accounted for. There had been a few critical injuries, transported out to the hospital, those lesser injuries following on their way now. No fatalities at the time.

Kara had breathed when she'd heard it, at the same time feeling she should apologize to her sister, to the rest of the DEO and any others who had led the rescue effort, as though she had let herself assume that, without Supergirl, they would never pull it off. It wasn't true, of course, and even Alex had insisted that she'd never thought Kara saw it that way.

Besides, even with the fire handled, the people saved, there remained one person who wasn't in the clear just yet.

"It'll be a while longer, but we're seeing to it now, I promise. Are you okay out there?" Alex had asked, and Kara couldn't help but smile as she imagined her sister, covered with grime and soot, worn out from whatever she'd had to do out there, asking her, good and cozy in the CatCo offices, if she was okay.

"Restless, but otherwise I'm fine," she told Alex, looking around. It shouldn't have seemed like so much, but she was proud of herself for having gone through this night, for finding herself here now and being just... okay. "Anxious to see you, that's all, really."

"Well, I am, too," Alex replied, a tired smile lifting her words. "I'll come and get you as soon as we've got you covered. Hang tight, it's almost over."

After they'd hung up, Kara had let out a sigh. As glad as she was, it wouldn't be long before it stopped being enough. She looked at the darkened skies past those windows, and she felt she would have given anything to take a run out and fly three loops around the whole of National City.


See you tomorrow!