Note: Sorry that it took this long, but it's a long chapter, and hopefully it's worth it!

Destiny Dreams

Alex felt a shift, a delicate hand closing on her shoulder and shaking her lightly. She was warm, the body besides her comfortable against her own, and she buried herself further in it. A soft gasp and the shaking turned a bit more frantic. With a barely audible whimper, she finally opened a single, tired eye and froze. The body she had been cuddling into, that she still felt like burying deep within and ignoring the world, was none other than her enemy-turned-friend-turned-family-turned . . . she shook her head, trying her best to dispel everything else.

"It's ok," the woman whispered softly, "but I'm guessing you don't want the others to learn of this."

"I'm off to my room," she exhaled in a barely audible tone. She didn't move. "Gimme a moment."

"We don't have a moment," Astra hissed, wincing. "Kara is going to wake any second now."

Finally, Alex moved away, got her weapon from the drawer, and stealthily left the room for her own. She burrowed beneath the covers, shivering before her own body heat made the sheets, blankets and covers warm and soft. Sadly, it wasn't long lasting.

"Alex," it was Kara, and she groaned again; she had finally got a good night's sleep without nightmares and just one, weird dream. Maybe. "Alex, do you want to join us for meditation?"

"Tell her aunt Astra is coming," a boy said between a yawn.

"I'm up!" Alex declared; she was an early riser, but the stunt at the Grant house was even beyond her.

"Nice one buddy."

"Extortion isn't a good policy kid," she told her nephew mildly, yawning and yet following along. "Why, you're as drowsy as I am."

"I'm better at hiding it," he countered as another yawned forced its way through.

"Yeah, right," she groused right back, then sighed.

Before long, they were at the roof, and Alex took the free chair while Carter went to his usual one, and both were comatose to the world. Cat stared as Kara went for a third matt for her aunt; only the older blonde noticed the way Astra stared at the brunette.

"Brave One, you might want to shed that sweater," Astra said as she got on the matt. "Also, Small Panther, I'm guessing I can do this, but do try to be less snippy?"

"It's too early too argue," Cat grunted. "You and Kara are the only ones who can breath the sunlight in, as it is."

"Aunt Astra and ma are part plant," Carter commented from his spot, snoring a laughter. "Funny picture."

Finally, once the sun was out, did Alex take her sweater off and made a pillow. Her tank top made her guns blaze in the sun, and while Astra had known well defined muscles all her life, she couldn't hide her fascination. Only one blonde noticed though, and while the older alien was incredible flexible, it was obvious that she had kept her Torquasm-Vo up even though she was a general. Then again, she had always been of firm thought of being the one to set the example. Alex joined them midway through.

Since there were more people now, preparing breakfast had to be done between two. Alex though, was reluctant to leave Astra, while Kara and Carter decided each to get a long shower. With the way Cat had her estate set up, there was no danger of running out of hot water, and that wasn't taking into account how much the kryptonians liked cold ones. Watching her destined and child go off, she turned to lock eyes with the young brunette.

"So when she has to take her shower, what?" She questioned with an arched golden brow, having already given Astra a sharp knife and apples, pears and dragon fruits to start peeling. "Are you going to share a shower with her?" Alex began blushing; it was a faint rosy tone. "Because, really, how else are you going to be cost effective about it?" The red began creeping on her ears. "Just think about it, you want to keep an eye on her at all times, so you'll wait until she's done then have her wait until you're done?"

"This isn't sexual!" Alex cried, her face finally red. "I don't trust her!"

"Even worse," the older blonde tsk-ed with her tongue twice while shaking the cooking utensil in her hand with a 'no' motion. "First step in a relationship, there must be trust. It's not like I'm jealous if she has had these dreams with others — I mean, she had them with you, I had them with Clark, and that was before we met.

"Also, I want you to take that hideous, lead-covered suitcase Mulder got for me. I don't want it, I don't need it, and I'm partially allergic to lead, so keep it away," she yelled after her, seeing as Alex had scoffed and left before she had finished. Cat quickly turned to the alien in the room from the huge bowl where she was scrambling eggs. "Please use your super hearing and check on them? Sometimes Kara gets distracted, drawing shapes in the steam-covered glass doors while my son does the same with math equations."

"He seems more her child than yours," was the casual comment.

"Ugh, I know, I'm thankful they didn't meet earlier in life," she huffed quietly, but her soft smile made Astra smile as well.

"So, what's the reason for checking in on Alex?" The brunette inquired, placing an apple cut in slices and peeled on the last, big, fourth bowl and proceeding to do the same for the pears.

"Why do you think?" Cat was now chopping some mushrooms, tomatoes and the spinach was being cut in bits.

"Honestly got no idea," she replied, on her second pear and placing, half of it on a slightly smaller bowl, the other half in the other smaller bowl.

". . . . Since we're both adults here, and for the sake of honesty, I'll be blunt," they faced each other. "I want to know if she's masturbating in there."

If she hadn't been bulletproof, Astra would have cut her thumb off; as it was, the blonde was lucky to still have a working knife.

"You aren't kidding," Astra felt like kneeling and trembling, but her military conditioning made her resilient. "Why do you persist on this? I thought your aim was to make Alex yield —"

"It wasn't my aim, it was her misunderstanding, but I believe it speaks from something further," she was back to her veggies and making the mushrooms cook for a while before adding the rest, and later the eggs. "I'm not prying, but I have eyes, and if I had super hearing, I would pay attention to both your heartbeats. You're clearly interested, and she is as well, at least at a subconscious level."

"She wouldn't let it surface." She realized it was futile to argue about species and age with the woman, seeing as she was involved with a much younger alien, and really, she couldn't deny her attraction either. "I think you have everyone figured out."

"Thought as much," Cat sighed before taking her apron off, "the dragon fruit is for everyone, to Kara's add strawberries and blue berries, kiwis and bananas. To Carter's, just strawberries and bananas; Alex can choose her own and you may as well.

"Try not to let the eggs burn?" Astra nodded mutely as the woman expertly placed a lid over each individual cooking egg and left to call on those taking showers.

The brunette blushed the more she focused on the younger brunette, unable to do anything but listen in. Carter got moving and was quickly out and on a hammock by the sun, drying himself. Kara was more challenging, and while Cat pointed out why they shouldn't get distracted, Astra flipped the perfectly made omelets. Once she was done, she went back to cutting fruits, and her heart skipped a beat when she heard her name being whispered — and just before anything else could happen, the boy, now dried enough, joined her in the kitchen.

"Ohhhh, mom's making oatmeal!" He declared with glee before looking at her with concern. "Isn't that knife too sharp for your to be peeling with?"

"Well, I know a lot about weapons, and I like small, sharp blades, so if I get cut, I'll resign from the peeling post," she gave him a wink, making him grin. "Any fruit in special she likes?"

"Dragon fruit," he replied, "but she also likes anything that's red, so strawberries, red apples and cherries are great. And blue berries."

"So besides all these fruits, how else does your mother prepare oatmeal?" Astra began dicing in an even smaller bowl the fruits he had stated.

"She has a super secret ingredient," he confided in a whisper, going to the fridge and getting it. "Almond milk!"

"Would you like to help? After getting you back on track, she got sidetracked herself with your ma."

"Cool," he said, with a soft sigh of relief, "I'm actually scared of sleeping with them, makes me feel like I'm intruding."

"Nonsense buddy!" Kara stated, finally out and dressed while Cat finished taking her own shower. "Even if such intimate moments might come in the future, she'll make sure you can join us as usual."

"It still feels like I'm intruding," he confessed with a mopey face and Astra turned off the stove with the eggs.

"Carter, honey, look at me," blue met blue in an honest gaze. "Even if you're in college and still living here, we'll always welcome you."

"You mean it?"

"Up to this point, has she ever lied to you?" Cat asked, and the boy jumped at her with tears in his eyes. "Hey, if you're going to make oatmeal, at least finish preparing!"

"I'm, uh, gonna call my sister," and with that, Kara left with a light blush while Carter worried himself over the cooking.

"Yup, now that the almond milk is all warm, we can add the oatmeal."

"Why so much mom?"

"Your ma and aunt are of big appetites."

"Then aunt Alex is . . ?"

"Your kind, not mind," she gave him a a soft peck to the temple, allowing her lips to linger. "Which equation were you ruminating on?"

"Unit circle and Pythagorean identities," he replied.

"Ohhhh, my niece liked using — the sun to see the circle," Astra realized how odd it was what she was saying, then noticed the circular clock watch on the wall by the kitchen and motioned to it, "you can probably use one of those."

"Oh, that sounds like fun," he declared with a grin, and with a shake of her head, Cat lightly moved him away from the stove and continued working on the food. "I'm going to have fun in class with this! Maybe I can make it up to the 24th value of military hour format."

"Only do it when you're bored," she chided him, "else, add all the numbers up to a hundred."

He groaned at that. "Moooooom," he complained with a smile.

"And not using that nifty equation you found, or the one you made yourself."

"You made one yourself?" Cat wanted to groan, but managed a dignified growled. "I'm sorry! I'm just excited to see Carter being amazing at math!"

"Where's Alex?" The older blonde inquired of her beloved with a pointed look.

"Sorry bud," Kara grinned as the boy mock pouted, before grinning as well, loving the way his ma ruffled his curls and hugged her, enjoying her warmth. "She's coming for breakfast, so we might as well serve."

They all went to the table with their respective plates.

"So, apple cider or orange juice?" Cat asked in general as the women went back to the kitchen for the remaining plates and glasses.

"Apple!" Kara and Carter cheered.

"Since that seems to be the most appropriate drink with what we're eating," Astra motioned to Alex's oatmeal, "I say some for me too."

"Alex, so nice of you to join us," Cat mocked, giving the human brunette an idea that she knew why it had taken her so long on the shower, and she blushed. "Come along, unanimous vote on apple cider."

While the Danvers Sisters began debating about where Astra should be for the day — they had at least waited until Carter had left the car, Cat ended the dispute by asking the general where she wanted to be. It was surprising to them all when she chose to go with Alex.

"It's the best way, to cooperate with them, to prove I have no hidden agenda," she stated calmly, fidgeting with her glasses.

"Hopefully that's just because you had never used those before, and it better not turn into a habit," Cat remarked dryly, "else I'm going to suspect of everyone who does the motion and cry 'kryptonian!' even if they're not."

"Tell Hank that if she ends up in a cell, I'm busting her out and holding you responsible," maybe Kara had found out about the real reason of her delayed shower. "You still owe me an explanation."

"The shower head was amazing!" Alex blurted with a red face, ignoring the mortified look on her sister. "Oh grow up Kara! Since Cat's remark at breakfast, I could tell she knew, and your aunt has your same abilities, I would be surprised if she didn't know."

When Astra blushed at the implication, the other brunette turned even redder.

"Estrogen, nothing like a high dose of it before work," and they had arrived. "Well, it seems like my driver now has the ability to relax in the morning, if you're going to drive us to work Alex.

"Next time, leave the 'threatening official government vehicle' here as to make things more inconspicuous," Cat continued with a firm look, "you can use any of my mushy wagons, as long as you treat them nicely."

Alex wanted to make a smart comment about Cat driving her sister, but didn't want to find out what the older woman would say about that. Instead, she kept her silence, nodded once, and kept her eyes up front despite the goodbyes and well wishes, the last from her sister of course.

"Keira, my latte," she snapped at attention with a soft, yet firm tone, already walking to the office.

"Yes ma'am," Kara replied with a sigh of longing, before marching through Noonan's. Since she was there so often, she already knew the barista and the nice lady who always had a sticky bun ready for her. "Thanks Kelly."

"You're welcome hun," the woman replied with a wink while she made her her bag with the usual while the young man smiled at her and nodded in greeting. "Same as always."

The blonde already had the total and gave it, hurrying off while finishing her sticky bun. "I'll see you later!" She called.

"You didn't tell her you gave her a second bun," the man teased.

"You know that girl works too hard," the woman chastised him, "besides, it's not like anyone knows or are regulars to know her."

Kara grinned and shook her head, smiling at the fact that, thanks to Winn calling the private elevator, she got in just in time as her beloved and passed her her coffee.

"I'm going to blame you for the delayed ride," Cat stated as she tapped her foot in impatience.

"Come on Miss Grant," the cheeky grin and tone pulled the woman from her emails. "Would you deny me the pleasure of your company?"

"I might if you start taking it for granted."

"Oh I already do," the young blonde purred into her ear as they stepped into the bullpen.

Their boss had never looked more astonished, and after a glare, they resumed their work on the double. Cat would have to do something about her young lover. Soon too, if that display was anything to go by.

It was an interesting day at CatCo. Their stocks plunged when Adam and Drik's shares were sold, with many of the others on the board joining in, all in a vain effort of hurting Cat, just to find themselves without a chair. Since it was a brief, though noticeable drop, since it was quickly bought by a single individual, it went back up and the value increased with double digits, making them quite sought after but, the buyer wasn't selling, which was surprising.

Cat Grant felt for the first time, something akin to panic; who was this individual, and what changes would they demand now that they owned about 46% of her company? They would have over eighty, if Cat didn't like keeping more than a third of the shares on hold for Carter.

"Cat — Miss Grant," it was Kara, who looked equally ashen as her boss, "I mean Cat."

"Spit it out Keira," she demanded, not in the mood.

"Carter is on the line," she sounded close to fainting, but she didn't leave her office, she actually went in and closed the doors. "He wants me here."

Cat only nodded, cleared her throat then answered the phone, putting it on speaker. "Carter, sweety, mind telling me why you're calling me at my work line, and not my personal one?"

"Business mom," he replied, and quite seriously; it surprised her. "I was at my independent study period, and got approved to play in the stock market this morning. When you told me about using Kara's money, I asked dad to help me get them ready for playing, and I'm glad I decided to do this."

"Carter, were are you going with this?" She had a feeling, and she motioned for her beloved to move to her side of the desk while she turned the chair around. "Please don't leave me with my thoughts, so be as clear as possible about it."

"Yes mom," he replied with some exasperation, but he also knew his mother didn't enjoy assuming, just presuming under assumptions and the subject was too delicate for that; Kara was kneeling in front of her, but it wasn't done in a sexual way. "You heard me. Kara is now the second biggest shareholder of CatCo WorldWide Media."

Cat lunged at her destined, and they kissed for such a long time, Carter wondered if the line had gone dead, and it was only once his free period was about to end that he finally spoke. His mother would forgive his sass.

"Not meaning to interrupt but, I got to end the call now." He smiled when they finally answered.

"Thanks Carter."

"A bunch buddy."

"See you at dinner," they chorused; the date had been postponed for Friday, when they could cash in on Zatanna's show.

"I wouldn't miss it," he replied with a smile. "Reheated pizza."

"Yeah!" Kara cheered and the phone died. "Where were we?"

"I think Supergirl is needed out there now," Cat replied with a sigh before going back for another kiss. "I trust you enough to make mayor decisions."

"You still have final word on everything," Kara concluded sweetly, giving the older woman a peck to the nose. "So what's my new job title?"

"We'll discuss that at another time, boss."

With a grin and a smile, she left the office.

Meanwhile, at the DEO HQ

"She can follow you around, only if she agrees that otherwise, she's staying in her cell." Hank glared at them.

"No worries, I am not eager to return," she replied grimly and the man left. "Brave One, is there any chance I can speak with my sister."

Alex knew she was going to regret it.

"Danvers!"

"Yes sir?" She asked, turning around.

"Why did Miss Grant asked for her suitcase be left here?" He demanded, not liking the way things seemed to be working out. "Does she knows of the dangers?"

"Since she knows how bad it could be for Kara, I would say yes, sir," Alex replied, then in a more normal tone, she proceeded to explain. "She's slightly allergic to lead sir."

"Right, just like you," he winced at his lack of forethought. "Okay then, carry on. Make sure she stays out of trouble." The director stated, pointing at the alien.

"Yes sir," she muttered in a sigh before heading to Alura's holographic room. "I have a feeling you'll get me in trouble even without meaning to."

"Brave One, I know this might not be the place," the door easily opened without having a palm scanned, "but I need you to know.

"It's not entirely one sided. I am still married to Non though, and while I might not free him from this place . . . ." She sighed and decided to just speak. "Alexandra, my people do not have a concept of anything after marriage, but marriage. There's not even a word for it."

"Divorce." Alex wished that the words didn't affect her so. "Anyway, you wanted to speak with your twin, here we are. I'm not leaving you alone though."

"It's fine," Astra assured the younger woman, before placing a hand on her forearm. "I'm sorry.

"Alura."

"Astra."

"I come to seek what we got your daughter."

"So is Cat Grant really her destined dream?"

"You saw them, yet still doubt?"

"I cannot fully see their feelings."

"Okay, allow me to be your eyes then," and something, so unique to them as being twins was, happened when their hands met palm to palm, and Alex could swear the other woman was real and would step from the platform and request to see her daughter. "Ever since the destruction by Jor-El of the marriage computer, things changed."

"I know," Alura whispered back, and what could be mistake for a tear was shed. "I leave her to your care."

"She'll still need you, Alu, Beloved Twin."

"I can no longer offer her the emotional support she needs, Comet," their fingers entwined as they held hands and pressed their foreheads together. "She was always more our daughter, than just mine and Zor-El's."

"Did he ever give you problems for that?" Astra inquired softly, and her twin shook her head.

"You know he cared for you very much."

"So he was the one with the brilliant idea of getting me one?" The general's free hand showed a sealed, marked box, (like the one Alex had given Kara with the message from her mother) making her mirror image gasp. "No, you would have been the one to place the order."

Alura sighed in defeat. "He dared me to make the order," she confessed, "I never received notice of its completion, so I guessed he let them know it was a joke."

"Well, I guess the joke's on us," and they both sighed. "What was he thinking?"

"About the daxamite settlers on Earth," a shrug, not that it was helping, although maybe it wasn't meant to help. "He always thought the reason you chose Non, once the computer was broken, was due to ambition and not love."

"He did believe in it."

"You know the only reason for binary couples was the computer, but the Codex never engineered us that way."

"I guess it's time I let our daughter know."

"I know you'll take good care of her."

"Bye, Alu."

"Bye my Comet."

They untangled their hands and the image disappeared.

"What was that about?"

Astra pondered the answer as she went to a new compartment that had been suddenly opened. "I guess you humans call it a twin thing. Since we . . . were identical, my touched allowed her to partially return to life, to remember all that she left behind when she allowed her brain's synapses be copied and thus, all her logic and memories to be transferred and saved." She took out a box very much like her own. "These, are souvenirs of the changed times in our planet."

"Wha —" Alex cleared her throat and spoke again, her voice firm. "What happens if you find a destined dream here? I mean, since you're already married."

"Rao's blessing would make Non die," and pale blue turned stormy, "he shouldn't have to pay for my mistakes."

"Like falling in love?"

"No," she moved towards the door, stopping before it detected her and opened to turn to the human, "for choosing him in the first place."

With that, she left the room, followed closely. The young woman hesitated, before taking her hand and making her stop. They stared at each other, dark on light, a gaze that held them more than they held it. Not looking at their joined limbs, and making use of the rarely used corridor, their fingers wove together and while the alien could hear the increasing tempo of the human's heart, Alex felt it and it made her blood rush.

"Astra . . . ." She placed her free hand over the pumping organ, exhaling as the touch made the older brunette's breath turn shallow and the rhythm beneath her palm increase; that she had such an effect was thrilling. "I — what am I doing?"

"Your guess is as good as mine, Brave One," the response ghosted over lips, "as well as the meaning behind my own actions."

"Won't you kiss me?" Alex whispered, afraid, but oh so lost on those soft grey eyes that looked cloudy, like an approaching storm.

"No," Astra breathed their lips almost close enough to caress, "I want you to kiss me —"

And she did. She caved and gave in to the building of whatever it was that they had. The tension that Cat had mentioned seemed to change; it was oil and their kiss, a spark. Everything seemed to go up in smoke for the brief instance their lips touched, because the alien couldn't betray her husband. The man had been steadily recovering, finally regaining his sight, though he still had trouble hearing and balancing himself.

"I get it," Alex did, and she stepped back as her hand easily slipped from a grasp that could have broken her bones.

"You don't." The whisper was almost territorial and the freed arm, trapped the human's waist. "Oh you don't, Alex Danvers. Now, now I'm addicted to you, and I can't even make you mine."

The words made the agent gasp, and feeling the older being breathe in her scent made molten lava pool in her lower abdomen. This, she knew, was different from Kara's and Cat's in the sense that there were so many things that prevented them, like their positions at work, in life — Cat had plenty of more restrictions, the fact that her oldest son was the same age as the woman she desired, that she had another who could be easily crushed, like Kara suing her for sexual harassment, and the cliche of falling for her female assistant who was around half her age; all those were excuses that Alex and Astra didn't have,

At most, they were star-crossed (was it great or awful that the term fit them so appropriately?) lovers and she knew, deep within, that the kryptonian would forget everything for her. Everything but her husband. Why did kryptonian lore had to be so deeply rooted in their marriages? But she also couldn't ask that from her, or she might as well lose their feeble connection and cost her sister her aunt, who was willing to take over the role of mother, and who had been likely incarcerated for that same reason. No, not even having Kara was a reason to stop the madness. Right then, everything appeared to be so messed up to the human, that she pulled herself away. Fuck! She had never been fully interested in another!

Things never escalating due to my own lack of drive! She growled at herself, berating thoughts swarming her head. Always considering myself asexual until a pretty boy had come along, then a cute girl, then it was thinking I was bisexual. Only, she had never crossed the line, had always remained without feeling the need of making things more intimate. She had forced herself to agree with her boyfriend in college, just before the semester ended, just to agree to a student exchange in Germany and feeling violated afterwards. It wasn't fair with him. And knowing how to seduce wasn't the same, so the whole Maxwell Lord had been but a fiasco of all sorts.

"Bravery One?" She finally broke from her reverie and with a snap, looked at the alien. "I cannot apologize, but I do need to know, are you okay?"

She swallowed, but before she could answer, an agent came running down a hall. "Agent Danvers! We have a situation with one of the prisoners!"

"Lead!" She shouted back, already back into a work frame of mind, taking Astra's free hand and pulling her along. "You and I, we need to talk."

"Yes." It was all the answer she needed.

Non had been receiving a general checkup, looking at blood levels and samples, when he collapsed and his heart failed. Astra was devastated, and Hank gracefully (and with plenty of anger and fury) agreed to allow his best agent off the field 'due to family reasons'. Alex called Kara, explained the situation (she had just gotten back from performing good deeds) and let them know that Cat wanted them both home. They being there for when Carter arrived was just a perk, since they had a meeting with Lucy about giving Kara a new position in the company, and also explaining to her the whole situation.

Lucy already supported them, so why shouldn't they let her in on the truth?

Note: So which do you want first: Astra and Alex angst in a lonely house, or Kara and Cat's meeting with Lucy?
Yes, the whole stock thing was more of an excuse to get Kara out of the assistant zone, although I'm not sure about the timing, but I won't question the muse.
Any thoughts on what these beautiful ladies should do for dinner? Anyone else is glad that Carter is there as a buffer? What's inside the boxes that Astra had?

Everyone ready for the new special guest that's coming up, be it next chapter or the one that follows that one?