"Anything Director?"

"Five by five over here Agent Danvers. I assume it's the same over there?"

"That's affirmative. Unit 1, anything?"

"Affirmative Mission Leader. All clear."

"Son of a bitch, where are they? It HAS to be one of these sites. The program was too advanced be wrong. Maybe Lena was right Director. Maybe we should let her try and refine it more to get a closer to live location"

"It couldn't hurt. But let's stick to the plan for now, at least until we are all clear at each site. Delta Unit Leader, have you secured the outskirt location yet?"

"Currently creating the perimeter Sir. Suspicious vehicles on the south end of the compound. Man, we could have really used Supergirl's X-Ray vision right about now. Agent Delta 2 is reading the infrared in a minute. Stand by."

"10-4. Do NOT engage. Just try to confirm that's the place, and see if you can get a read on what we're dealing with. I want to make sure we are flawless on this, and COMPLETELY prepared!" Alex asserted.

"Um...Mission Leader, this is Delta 2. I think you need to get down here. I'm reading 8 dead, and 3 not moving. No one else in the area. Three vehicles, cold. I think we should get and extract team."

"Copy Delta 2. All recon units, mobilize to Delta location. Base, send over an armored holding van, and transport for the 8 assumed deceased. We need to identify if they are CADMUS, or decoys."

"Mission Leader, this is Delta 3, the site is clear besides the 11 subjects from heat signature recon. Subjects are confirmed CADMUS."

"How do you know already? You're sure?" Alex asked startled. She was already in transport on the way to Delta location.

"Ma'am, Lillian Luthor is here. She's one of the unconscious subjects. Or should I say...vics? She's breathing. Looks like they got ambushed. 8 confirmed shot, DOA. 2 shot, alive but unconscious. Delta 1 and 2 initiating medical assistance. Priority Subject looks to have been drugged. There is an empty gas canister on site, unknown contents. Primary has visible needle stick wound on her neck. She's already handcuffed. Visible bruising and defensive wounds."

"Copy that Delta 3. Base, also send medics to Delta location. 3 down, 2 critical. We need ANY information we can get, anyone we can keep alive is priority! Director head back to base and prep. I'll ride over with Priority Subject to make sure this isn't a trap. She will NOT be leaving my sight." Alex ordered. Not at the very least concerned that she just gave the DEO Director a direct command. J'onn didn't call her out on it this time. She was Mission Leader after all. Whatever go the job done.

Cat creaked the bedroom door ever so slightly to check on her protégé, and the billionaire CEO. Cat knew what it was like to overwork yourself into the ground, but from what she had seen of all of the new computer equipment and the codes running on the various new screens in her dining room...Lena had outdone even her. She was expecting to see both women passed out dead asleep. Instead, what she opened the door to, was Lena's intensely piercing eyes meeting hers with outright panic.

"Where's Alex?" Lena said in a hushed cry.

Cat's adrenaline immediately kicked in and she scurried up to Lena's side to see what had her so panicked.

"She's still out on the recon mission. Why's she so sweaty?" Cat asked as she quickly raised her hand to meet Kara's hot cheek. "Oh my God."

"She's burning up ad shaking. And she's in distress, a nightmare. I need to calm her down from the dream, but I'm hesitant to frighten her even more. Get the Doctor in here. She needs something to keep her calm, and something to bring down this fever. Her body doesn't know how to fight off an Earth infection." Lena stumbled the words out quickly.

Cat didn't respond. She just jumped up towards the door, and was gone. Lena heard her frantic call for Dr. Hamilton.

Lena softly held onto Kara's arm, partially in comfort, and partially to keep her from flailing as she woke.

"Kara, Kara it's just a dream. I need you to wake up right now. Kara." Lena rose her voice more toward the end, and shook the arm she had in her hand. "Kara it's Lena, you're having a nightmare. You need to wake up now sweety. You're sick. Wake..." Lena was cut off by Kara's eye's popping open, and Lena was stunned for just a couple of seconds by the most horrified face she'd ever seen. That was long enough for Kara's nightmare delusions to be brought to real life in the mist of fever, exhaustion, and possibly some residual psychotropic effects from the mysterious toxin.

Kara wasn't even able to make sense of the terrifying images she was seeing in her dreams. They were happening too fast. They were furiously flashing in and out too quickly for her to make sense of them. She was so confused, and at one point, she jolted. She couldn't tell if she was awake or asleep. If she was in nightmare or reality. Her body felt like ice. Finally, there was a shape in front of her long enough for her to recognize that it wasn't moving. Everything was suddenly very bright. There were explosions, and asteroids flying everywhere. But over to one side there was one of the wild Kryptonian predators, it was flying free. She'd only seen them in hologram form at school when she was younger. Whatever was in front of her was bright, but it still hadn't moved. When she tried to lash out, one of her arms was being held. She kicked her legs to move, and everything lit up in pain. She frantically lifted herself up with her free arm to gain leverage against what ever held her. Her head was spinning, and colors were moving in swirls. In and out of shapes. Some seemed from her home planet, and some from Earth. She saw images of her parents alive, and Alex dead. Mon-El dead, and Clark attacking her again. She heard sounds, but couldn't focus long enough to understand them. The figure in front of her was taking better shape, but it moved towards her and grabbed her arm again. She pulled it away quickly, and struck out. The figure moved back and seemed to fall, but it did not still. Kara used this time to try to flee.

As she tried to stand, she fell a short distance, and everything lit back up in pain. What was causing the pain!? She scrambled up to her feet, and attempted to run. She only made it a step or two when the dizziness and pain got the best of her. She was shivering so violently at this point, that she was surprised that her body hadn't shut down from hypothermia. As she fell to the ground again, the figure rose up into her field of vision again. It was at her side, and pinned her arms down again. All she had left was her legs. She kicked her leg into the other's leg out from under it. As it fell to the side, Kara was able to get the upper hand, and pin it down poorly. She used her elbow to hit it in the face. She blinked a few times, as she tried to still her brain. Everything was so vivid, but blurred. What was wrong with her? She couldn't remember. The figure moved slower, but still tried to grab hold of Kara. Kara pinned them down the best she could. She finally had them by the neck before she was whiplashed backwards.

All Cat and Dr. Hamilton heard was screaming from across the condo. One maniacal, and undeterminable. The other lower and more level, but frantic. They both sprinted in the women's direction. Once they burst through the door, they found Kara, halfway holding herself up, with all of her body weight resting on Lena's throat. They both grabbed an arm and yanked her backwards off of Lena, who leaned to her side coughing. Kara was easy to lift by the two women who had the leverage. She was hyperventilating, soaking wet with cold sweat on her hot, flushed body. Her bandages had mostly been ripped off with the flurry of activity. A few of her wounds had reopened, but nothing serious. They couldn't immediately see what was infected and causing her fever. It could be anything.

Once Kara was reduced to a sobbing, shivering puddle in their arms, Cat wrapped both her arms around her tightly and the two fell to the ground.

"Go get a cold bath ready, with ice! And give us some SPACE!" Dr. Hamilton ordered to whoever was in the group that had amassed at the doorway. Only Winn stayed back, he helped Lena up and walked her out to the med bed.

Dr. Hamilton grabbed the digital thermometer out of her pocket and ran it across Kara's forehead. As it beeped, she couldn't stifle a quiet gasp.

"110.3 - We have to get her in that bath and get her temperature down. NOW! We can't through her right in, she'll go into shock. Help me get her to the kitchen, she's gonna try and fight us. There's no way she can identify anything lucidly right now. Her brain is basically boiling. Even for her normal Kryptonian temp of 103, this is WAY too high." Dr. Hamilton explained as the women lifted Kara and Cat to standing position. Cat whispered to Kara, trying to soothe her but it barely registered for the younger woman. Cat held Kara up by her armpits, Dr. Hamilton lifted her knees, and they rushed her out to the kitchen. Big the bodyguard ran right over when he heard Kara. He lifted her out of their hands, and let the alien cry and scratch at him as best as she could.

"Ms. Grant, your gonna have a mess on your hands later." Dr. Hamilton forewarned, as she grabbed the kitchen faucet spray hose from its place in the sink. She turned the water to room temperature, then made it just a tad cooler. As soon as the spray of water hit Kara's face, it looked like she might as well have fallen into the Arctic Ocean. She gasped in surprise and cold, and her whole body stiffened. Big didn't care that he was getting soaked, and Cat just stood by Kara's head, continuously talking to her, and wiping the excess water from her nose and mouth so she could breathe. She was still shivering intently still, an her breaths were coming in more like deep gasps. Once the shock wore off, Kara looked around frantically, still gasping slightly from the ever increasingly cold streams. She could she more solid shapes of the figures around her. The colors were still swirling, but she could definitely hear a steady, calm sound. It finally seemed like she wasn't being jumped at, or attacked. The dragon in the background of her view was swirling colors, but not flying toward her any longer.

"OK Kara, I know your confused, and you feel like shit...again. But you're dying, this will help.." Cat whispered.

"Alright, now or never, let's get her in the ice bath." Dr. Hamilton commanded.

Big hurried back around to the bath. Two DEO agents had it prepared, they threw the last bit of ice they'd found in as Big eased Kara down into the bath carefully. She clawed at him from the pain of the cold, mixed with the heat of her body. She took in a harsh, deep breath from the shock, and involuntarily held it in her aching lungs.

"Kara, just breathe!" Cat yelled from behind, as Big held Kara's flailing body in the freezing water. Kara screamed ad pleaded.

Kara was desperate to get away from the freezing cold. Her hand slammed aimlessly down onto the porcelain, but it crushed under her fist. Big let go of her out of surprise and fear.

"Shit! Get back!" Dr. Hamilton screamed. Everyone around Kara jumped back, and out of the bathroom. Everyone except Cat.

Kara grabbed the other side of the tub, and it exploded under her hand. Water spilled everywhere, pieces of glass flew. Kara supersped out of the cold, and landed on the floor roughly against the far wall. She was just in a heap shaking and crying. Cat ran over, minding the glass.

"Oh my God Kara! Hey, look at me! Look at me! You're ok! You're gonna be ok! Can you see me?!" Cat grabbed Kara's cheeks and turned her face towards her own. Kara was hyperventilating, her eyes were wild with panic. She had turned eerily quiet. Her tears were silent as they still flowed freely. Cat continued to try and catch Kara's scattered gaze.

"KEIRA! STOP!" Cat yelled. Kara flinched at the newly enhanced noise, and clapped her hands over her ears. She instinctively jerked backward from Cat's hands.

"Hey, whoa hey...I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Shh. Kara, relax. Talk to me." Cat whispered, and gently removed Kara's hands from her ears, and held them in hers. Kara looked down at the clasped hands, and followed them up to Cat's eyes. What Cat saw in Kara's eyes would be burned in her brain for life. She knew that her hero would carry the weight of this experience around with her as well. There was nothing Cat could do. She gently moved closer in order to get Kara to relax. She had her powers back, but she was still reeling from the psychological devastation that just wreaked havoc on her brain. As Kara blankly stared, with the occasional jerky whimper, she eased into Cat's embrace. Cat carefully cradled Kara's head into the crook of her neck, and just sat there rocking her gently. Soaking wet.

Dr. Hamilton had shooed everyone away once Kara's powers came back, but she quietly came in to do a quick check on Kara's wounds and vitals. Kara didn't even flinch, she just stared off into space as Cat rocked. Once Dr. Hamilton was satisfied that the urgency of the fever and wounds were in the clear, she went off to get them some space.

It was Lena, sporting a few new forgotten bruises, who came in some 20 minutes later with dry clothes. She stroked Kara's hair, and gave her a kind smile. Lena then stood, and assisted Cat in getting Kara to her feet. By then, Kara was at least able to walk on her own into the bedroom. Lena laid the dry clothes on the bed for her and Cat to change. Kara did use her superspeed with that. She threw the other tattered, sweat, blood, and tear ridden clothes out. Cat just grabbed her robe from her armoire, and tossed her wet clothes haphazardly to the side.

Lena sat on the edge of the bed, and Kara sat a few noticeable feet away. Cat sat in the armchair she pulled over from the corner. Kara stared at the floor for a few minutes. None of the women wanted to talk first. Finally, Kara looked in Lena's direction, but didn't meet her eyes.

"Was that me?" Kara asked, referring to Lena's very visible injuries.

"Yup, You were scared."

"That's not an excus..."

"Kara. No. Absolutely not one more word about that. I'm fine." Lena stared holes into Kara's distraught face. Kara still didn't look up. Her resolve almost broke into a cry, but she held her hand over her mouth and looked away.

"Where's Alex?" Kara asked. I was so soft, Cat barely heard her.

"She in the field. They've called her and left a message. They found Lillian unconscious. Everyone's on the way to the DEO." Cat answered truthfully.

"OK. Good." Kara hesitated. "Can you...can you both give me a few minutes please?"

"Of course. We'll be out there when you're ready." Lena answered, as emotionlessly as possible.

"Thank you."

After both of the women had left, Kara looked around intently. She needed to confirm to herself that the nightmare was gone. She let out a shaky sigh, and slowly lowered herself to lie on her side. She grabbed the closest pillow, and wrapped herself around it. Kara allowed herself to feel it all. To let it all in for 5 minutes. Then she would let t go. She would be OK. She would help take down the bad guy. In 5 minutes.