*This is kind of all I have today, so bear with me. Also, Season 3 Premiere feels got me like...*

Cat stormed into her own safe haven to find 8 DEO officers in civilian garb.

"What the HELL is going on? Where is Agent Danvers!? Where is Kara?!" she scolded.

"Ms Grant! Ms. Grant calm down, keep your voice down!" Alex rushed over in order to keep Cat's screaming from waking Kara.

She had keep a discrete close eye on her sister, and felt a sense of relief that Lena has gotten Kara to attempt some much needed sleep. Her little sister had looked awful, and wasn't healing as quickly as she'd like. She knew sleep would come easy, or incredibly restful. She knew with the sheer quantity of small, deep wounds Kara had, and the longer her powers were down, Kara would have very little defense against all multitudes of infections. Hopefully the heavy antibiotics would stave them off long enough for Kara to jolt her powers back online. The antibiotics themselves might even cause adverse, but necessary side effects on her Kryptonian physiology. Her body wasn't used to her white blood cells kicking in the way humans did. Krytonians where genetically engineered for the most part. Their immune had little reason to work to fight off illnesses. From what Kara told her, besides bioweapons, such as the one used, they had tailored their genetics to not even respond to any pathogen naturally found on the planet. The couple of times Kara had blown out her powers prior to this, she immediately caught whatever virus she came into contact with first.

"What are you doing in plain clothes? Have you guys decided this is a good time to take a nice little break? A leisurely stroll about town? Why aren't you..." Cat was cut off mid rant.

"Cat, shut up!" Alex said in an urgent but hushed tone. "We're going out for recon. We've narrowed down a few locations, thanks to Lena's research and software. We're close. OK? But Kara and Lena are asleep, and I need them to STAY that way. Kara needs to heal." The agent explained. My girlfriend Maggie is on her way up. She'll be here, along with your beefy guards for added protection while we're gone. Do what she says, and STAY HERE. Conner is being tailed, and looked after. Please relax, and just be here. For Kara. J'onn and I will both be gone. We're heading the missions to the two highest probable sites. We'll be back, it's just recon right now. Can you do that for us?"

Cat was sufficiently convinced that her worries were warranted, but for different reasons.

"There hasn't been a change since I've been downstairs?"

"Not a bit. She's getting worse actually. I think she's gonna be pretty sick if she doesn't get those healing powers back ASAP. I want her to be around people I trust. Dr. Hamilton is setting up some more...different...medical equipment. If Kara can't get through at least an acceptable number of hours of sleep, she'll have to be sedated. It's the last thing we want, her body has already been put through the ringer enough, but rest is more important for her to heal." Alex asserted. She made sure to convey the gravity of this crucial point in Kara's recovery.

"Understood. I'll be here as long as you need." Cat nodded. "Now, find those assholes, and kick the living shit out of them. I mean I literally want them to soil themselves. Right there, in front of all their dumb ass, bigot, cult ass clowns."

"Sounds like a plan." Alex clapped Cat's arm forcefully in camaraderie, before walking off with urgency, and laser focus. As the teams were arming up, Cat sauntered over to her expensive scotch for a pour. She noticed some was definitely missing.

"Lena." Winn said from behind her. Cat whipped around. "She hit it a couple of times during and after her programming, engineering marathon. She downed one last swig before approaching Kara to coax her to sleep."

"I figured. I'll just assume she's good for it. I WILL expect a replacement for my private stock." Cat gave a steely stare at Winn, but then broke it with a hint of almost what would be considered a smirk.

"Oh my g...Did you just make a joke?" He was awestruck that he'd actually seen it in real like.

"Don't get used to it Will." She reverted back to form.

"Of course."

"I'm just gonna check on our hero. I'll be quiet, I promise." She said lowly. Almost fearing what she'd find.

Lena started to rouse from a deep sleep. She was confused at first as to where she was, and who her arms were wrapped firmly around. She realized was the heat that had awoken her. She was scorching hot, but trembling inexplicably. Before her panic officially set in, she looked down to see Kara, asleep in her arms. Yet, sleep was a strong word. Kara's brow was furrowed intensely, not to mention beads of sweat dripping down from skin radiating heat. That must've been what woke her. Lena also quickly noticed that it wasn't her that was shivering, it was Kara. The alien's skin was flushed from what she could see at her angle. Something was seriously wrong. As Lena adjusted from her position, and moved carefully to a kneeling position at the side of the bed, she touched the back of her hand to Kara's head and face. She was burning up. She wasn't up on Kara's normal alien temperature, but the way Kara was shivering under a few blankets was alarming. Lena would notice Kara's lips moving, but nothing came out. Random little jerks would lead Lena to assume there was some sort of dream or nightmare activity.

She was not wrong. And she found out the hard way.