Chapter 10- Regrets and Pick-up Lines

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Confession time. Late because I didn't know what to write and the Angst was killing me so… SKIP. Happy Valentine's Day.

The road to recovery for Alex had been long and arduous so far but she would do it forever if it meant making Kara happy. Her weeks were always the same and the room at the DEO was driving her insane. Hank had ordered that she stay there until such a time that her psychologist said her mental condition was stable enough to allow her free roaming, she was also under constant supervision. They probably thought she would try and commit suicide again. She knew she wouldn't, not now that see could see again. The guilt of her actions was still eating her alive, she realised now that it affected everyone she knew not just her. In her defence she wasn't thinking straight at the time. She was so lost in self-pity and depression she didn't even see that Kara had never left her, that Kara would never leave her. She had started to repeatedly apologise to those closest to her until Hank had told her to shut up after two months.

"Hey Hank." She greeted when he walked in.

"Alex." He gave her a hard look. "Doctor Armitage says you're ready to be set free."

"Finally. I just want to get back to Kara."

"And you will, if you answer my question correctly."

"Um, okay?" She hated sounding unsure but his gaze was so intense.

"Flowers or potted plant?"

"What!?" She burst out laughing, she wasn't actually sure she heard him right. Once she noticed the angry look on his face she scrambled to find an answer. Was he asking for a date or something to give someone? There were too many interpretations to the question so she chose blindly. "Potted plant!" She screamed at him in her haste. He raised an eyebrow.

"Congratulations, you'll be dismissed once the work day is over and Kara can fetch you." He smiled a little at her and walked out.

"Wait what did the question mean!?" She yelled after him.

"Life!" the answer came back from an increasing distance.

When they softly landed back at Kara's apartment the brunette sighed in relief. Home, she was home. They went through their usual nightly routine but it felt a little forced and she realised why when Kara turned out the light and she was left alone in bed.

"Kara?" The blonde was stood still half way out the door.

"I love you but I need a little space." With that she closed the door, plunging Alex into darkness and going to sleep on the couch. They both cried themselves to sleep that night. Kara more than anything wanted to be sleep next to Alex but she couldn't get over the sensation to distance herself a bit. This continued for a few more weeks and though Supergirl and Super-agent did fantastic work in the field, once they were in privacy it was strained. Kara tried to be more open and Alex waited patiently for the blonde.

One year later:

Alex was sitting in a dimmed room. Everywhere around her were couples busy celebrating their love for one another over the sound of a soft violin and five star food. Currently she was bored out of her mind waiting for her date who was ten minutes late already and trying to avoid strangling the waiters who started giving her pitying looks. If they continued to give her looks like that she might just morph into a scary monster to scare them, she had discovered that ability shortly after Kara and Hanks blood had been infused into her. Kara's as a booster supply and Hanks as a way to work out the rest of the kryptonite. She saw a flash of the hair she was now so familiar with and smiled softly, her date was here, though on the inside she was smirking at the waiters who were about to be proved wrong.

"Hey Beautiful." Alex looked up to see her date, those eyes sparkling looking at her.

"Hey yourself, got stuck in traffic?" She asked her date who was busy sitting.

"No. Got stuck picking up your present." Alex could see her date place a red box with golden lint on it on the table.

"Present? I thought we agreed no gifts." She wasn't mad it was just she hadn't gotten the woman in front of her anything in return.

"We did. But I lied. I wanted to prove my love to you. So go ahead and open up."

Alex lifted the box and brought it closer. She was a little apprehensive about what would be in there because knowing the woman in front of her it could be anything. She lifted the lid a little and was hit by a familiar scent of her date's favourite food.

"Potstickers, Kara?" She was confused to say the least.

"Well, you know. Whenever we buy them I always end up eating them all before you even get a chance. So I bought you potstickers and promise not to even look at them let alone eat them. I didn't even buy for myself. So happy valentine's day." The blonde saw Alex get up and round their quant table.

"Thank you, it's perfect. Although would it be breaking the rules you made if you tasted them off my lips later?"

"I don't think-" Kara was silence by a kiss which earned a wolf whistle. She felt both herself and Alex smile into the kiss. When the haze cleared Alex was seated again and looking over the options. "Uh, so what do you want to eat?"

"You." Alex gave her most intense stare with a smirk and watched as the blonde floundered like a fish with a huge blush. "But then again a couple of these stakes couldn't hurt. Especially not for fuel for later." She continued her innuendo. Kara floundered again and looked ready to ask for ice before smiling victoriously.

"Did it hurt?" Kara asked.

"Did what hurt?" Alex frowned at Kara's sudden seriousness. Maybe she hadn't forgiven Alex after all.

"When you fell from Heaven." Kara finished with her most seductive look. Alex snorted and both ignored the people looking at them.

"I lost my phone number, can I have yours?" The blonde rolled her eyes at Alex's weak pick-up line.

"Is the ground shaking or is that just my heart whenever I see you?" Alex blushed a little but tried to think of a reply.

"If I could rearrange the alphabet I would put U and I together."

"Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?"

"Do you come here often?"

"When we get home let's do some math. Add a bed. Subtract clothes. And divide your legs."

"I wish you were my pinkie toe. So that I could bang you on every piece of furniture."

"I wish you were DNA ligase so that you could unzip my jeans."

"Are you ready to order?" A waiter asked as he approached. He was blushing lightly after hearing them flirt competitively. As the evening dwindle on, they both ate their fair share and true to her word Kara wouldn't even look at the potstickers. Alex had laughed when she held one up and the blonde had shifted away as far as possible. They were just leaving when Alex stopped.

"Follow me!" She said excitedly over her shoulder to the blonde. She sprinted into the alleyway and took off. The blonde following her.

"Alex! Where are we going?" Kara yelled at the flying woman. She couldn't see a destination because they were just flying up. Only when they broke past the clouds did the brunette stop.

"Dance with me?" Alex asked nervously. She knew she had no reason to be but with the moon shining on them it looked like the perfect cliché to the end of a date.

"Always." Kara's smile was soft and she held tightly to the woman. They spun slowly in the air and Alex leaned her head on the blonde shoulder. Tonight really had been perfect.

Quick question: Did you think Alex's date was someone else? I was trying to make it seem that way.

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