Kara rushed out of the restaurant, immediately ducked to the left into an alley, and changed into her supersuit. In seconds, she was out on the street.

"Kara Zor-El!" the alien, a monstrous creature, built like the Hulk, but charcoal gray, shouted. "I've come to—"

"Kill me," Kara finished, rolling her eyes.

"Because—"

"Because my mother banished you to Fort Rozz and now you want revenge," Kara interrupted again. "Yeah, yeah, you're not the only one buddy."

The alien grew enraged, curling his lip. "Now, daughter of Krypton, you will die!" He cried out, charging at Kara.

Kara stood there, her hands on her hips, her stance wide. "Alright, but if you don't mind, could you do it quickly? I have other things I have to get back to." At that, the alien shouted again, growling as his fist almost connected with Kara's head. However, Kara ducked under his arm, flew around him, and came down on the top of his head with her own fist. The force knocked him into the ground, shattering the concrete underneath. He tried to get back up, but Kara flew high, and then shot downward, smashing into the alien with a deadly amount of force. The alien was out cold.

Kara flew back, her arms folded over her chest. "That was the easiest fight I've ever had," she whispered to herself. "Too easy." She looked around, waiting for another attacker, a sniper in the shadows, anything, but nothing happened. "Strange."

The DEO arrived minutes later to take the alien back, and Alex came up to Kara.

"How'd your date go?" Alex asked.

Kara huffed, rolling her eyes. "It was cut short."

"I'm sorry," Alex said.

"No, it's fine," Kara sighed. "Protecting the people of National City comes first. I knew that dating would be hard."

"At least you don't have to be two different people around Lena," Alex rubbed Kara's shoulder.

Kara chuckled, nodding her head. "You're right. That's a little bit of weight off of my chest. I can be all of me around her and she's fully understanding."

"I'll see you back at the DEO," Alex said, "for interrogation."

"Yeah, I'll see you there," Kara nodded, taking a moment, and then shooting off into the sky.

Back at the DEO, Kara landed on the top flat platform between the two meeting stairwells. She stood high, shrugging her cape off her shoulder, and walked down the stairs.

"Jensen," Kara said. "Have you seen Alex?"

"Yeah," he answered, nodding towards a corridor. "She just went to interrogate our alien."

"Thanks," Kara said and went down to the holding cells.

Alex was already down there, her hands on her hips, glaring down the alien. The alien glared right back.

"How's it going?" Kara whispered, coming to a stop right behind Alex.

"He's not saying anything," Alex sighed. "I've threatened him with everything I've got, but he just keeps grinning. I want to punch that stupid smirk right off his face."

"He'll talk," Kara said.

"Ah, Kara Zor-El," the alien gasped, standing. "Finally. I told this incompetent human that I would only talk to you, and at last you are here."

"Listen up," Kara said sternly. "I do the talking around here. If I ask you something, you answer. Got it?"

"You don't scare me," he snorted.

Kara lunged forward, slamming her fist against the glass, causing the whole room to tremble. "I think you may have forgotten how you got here. It was me. I smashed you harder than an avocado for guacamole."

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Interesting metaphor."

"So," Kara breathed, "you are going to tell me why you're here—besides the fact that you want to kill me—and we'll all get along just fine."

The alien laughed, long and loud, his head thrown back. "How naïve, Supergirl," he said. "I'm right where I'm supposed to be."

"What does that mean?" Alex scowled.

"Of course you beat me," he said. "I was meant to be here."

"What does that mean?" Kara hissed, stepping closer.

"It means, that while you're in here interrogating me, you're busy forgetting about other things, or should I say—people," he chuckled.

"People?" Alex asked, voicing what Kara was thinking. What people? Who was she not thinking about? There were no events, no ceremonies, nothing that would involve large crowds, so who was she—Kara gasped out loud.

"Lena." Kara glanced over at Alex, her eyes wide. "I haven't called her, and she hasn't called me either. I just left her there!"

"Calm down," Alex said, holding up her hands. "We don't know it's her."

Kara brought out her phone and dialed, waiting breathlessly for Lena to answer.

"Hi, it's Lena—"

"Lena! It's Kara—"

"I can't come to the phone right now, but leave a message for me and I'll get back to you as soon as I can," the message finished playing and then beeped.

"What the hell did you do?" Kara growled, clenching her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"I did my job," the alien said.

"Where is she?" she stepped closer, her eyes getting hot.

"You can't make me tell you anything."

"Oh, really?" Kara cocked her head. She opened the cell door and flew inside, grabbing the alien by his throat and he eyes turned into fire. "We'll see just how long you last."