Hellooooooo :) Thank you all for the wonderful notes of encouragement and positivity. I read every single one and cherish them. Also I love all the different opinions on which season is the best! So fun.
Happy Valentines day! *hearts*
We are back! Hope you enjoy this chapter! I bet you all can guess who the next character we will finally meet is! (although we technically have already met him...) I'm hoping to still follow some of the plot lines/happenings in the show with this fanfic. Because it's so fun to reimagine them with a little Kara!
I'm sorry for the cliffy at the end. Well mostly sorry. It had to happen. I'll try to update soon, especially since this chapter was somewhat filler.
I do not own Supergirl!
What if Kara got kidnapped? What if she had a panic attack? What if she accidentally broke something that a human could definitely not break? What if she was sad or wasn't having fun or didn't fit in…
"Tone it down," Alex told herself. "Kara will be just fine. She has to do this, you can't keep her hidden forever."
Was this what being an older sister was really like?
Except probably not because the DEO was generally monitoring Kara and making sure that she wasn't in any danger. And Kara wasn't even the same species as her.
Pushing aside her worry, Alex pulled out her laptop. She might as well use the time alone to work.
The family picture she kept on her desktop caught her eye, making her pause.
Dad.
Alex clicked and pulled it up, looking at the image. She must have been around sixteen, older than Kara, and her mom and dad had their arms around her, smiling at her while she laughed at the camera.
She almost hated herself for that laugh.
How could she be laughing when her dad would soon be torn away from her, their little family permanently destroyed?
Her eyes drifted back to her dad, taking in his face crinkled with happiness and gazing at her with pure affection.
I miss you.
She closed the image.
They were only pixels, little dots of color. That wasn't her. That wasn't her mom. That wasn't her dad.
At least, not anymore.
Anger fueled Alex's next move as she furiously began to work through the DEO system.
There had to be something, anything, anything.
Surely Jeremiah Danvers had not just disappeared off the face of the earth. No, somebody had wiped away all trace of him in the system.
Henshaw.
Alex wasn't blind. Henshaw had been in charge as long as anybody could remember, with no sign of stopping. He had taken Alex on. But he had never said a word about her dad. And he would know.
Which left her with two choices.
Either her mom was lying or Hank Henshaw was.
And Alex knew her mom would never lie about something so serious, would never lie about this, would never lie about Dad.
That left only one person.
Alex felt the sudden need to go find Kara, to keep her close.
She would not lose another person she loved. Kara meant more to her now than almost anything. Kara was her family.
And Alex always protected her family.
Just as Alex was considering going to find Kara, the door opened.
"Alex, human boys are weird." Kara closed the door behind her with practiced care, treating the wood as if it were glass. Which with her strength, it just about was.
Alex grinned at the expression on the girl's face and felt relief set into her bones at the presence of Kara, clearly fine, beside her. "Tell me about it. How was visiting Winn's house?"
"It was fun. But also strange, we played this game on a screen and we were these animals in little round balls, racing… do animals really do that here?" Kara sat down next to Alex, turning her puzzled face toward her.
"No," Alex laughed. "It's just a video game. Sounds like Monkey Ball, Winn has good taste."
"There was another boy, Carter," Kara informed her. "He stared at me for, like, the whole time. But whenever I tried to talk to him, his face got bright red. Do you think he could tell I'm not human?" Her blue eyes blinked worriedly.
"Oh boy," Alex hid her smile, seeing that Kara was legitimately concerned. "I don't think that's why he was staring at you."
"I don't understand."
"You're very pretty, Kara. Maybe he likes you."
Kara's eyes widened. "Oh no! No! We do not have that on Krypton. Not like that. That is very rude!"
Alex couldn't hold back her laugh. "Well it happens on Earth a lot. And if you don't like it, you have my permission to punch him."
Kara buried her head in her hands. "I do not want to talk about this."
"Okay," Alex tried to wipe away her smile with quite a bit of difficulty. "So, topic switch, what do you want to have for dinner and what do you want to do tonight?"
Kara's eyes brightened.
"I want to try a new food."
"How about we order Chinese, I don't feel like cooking," Alex suggested.
"That is good," Kara agreed. "Take out is better than your cooking."
"Hey!" Alex raised an eyebrow. "Are you insulting my cooking?"
The smile on Kara's face grew.
"No," she shook her head.
"I think you are." Alex grabbed Kara around the waist playfully. "Let's find out if Kryptonian's are ticklish."
"Noo!" Kara's laugh filled the air as Alex tickled her sides.
And suddenly the girl was floating upward.
Still laughing, Kara suddenly realized that she was hovering a couple feet above ground.
"Whoa."
Her blue eyes shot down to meet Alex, panic creeping into them.
"It's okay," Alex said calmly, stretching out a hand towards the Kryptonian. "Can you take my hand?"
Their hands met and Alex almost was yanked upward into the air as well. She had forgotten that Kara was much stronger than her.
"Focus on the ground," Alex instructed, praying that it would work. After all, she had never taught someone how to control their power of flight before.
Thankfully, it seemed to helping. Kara slowly began drifting downward, until her tiptoes touched the ground, followed by her heels.
"Wow." Kara breathlessly glanced at her, waiting to see what her reaction was.
"Definitely wow," Alex agreed. "Looks like you got your flight."
"Looks like it." Kara copied her speech, glanced up at the ceiling contemplatively.
Alex nudged her gently. "Penny for your thoughts?"
Kara gave her a look of confusion.
"What is a penny?"
"Never mind. I was just asking you what you were thinking about."
Kara glanced back upward, before looking out the window at the sky. Finally she turned back to Alex.
"I'm thinking that I'm hungry."
"This. Is. So. Good." Kara emphasized each word between stuffing her face full of the human food that Alex called "potstickers".
Really, it was one of the most delicious things she had ever tasted.
When she had finished the white container, Kara couldn't help but scan the brown bag of food with her x-ray vision to see if there were more of the little packages of deliciousness.
Finding what she had been looking for, she dove into the bag, fishing out the precious container, practically breathing them in.
"Don't choke." Alex was watching her bemusedly, brown eyes crinkled with a smile. Kara forced herself to slow down slightly.
"Have you had these? They are so good!" Kara offered one to the older girl. Alex just shook her head and laughed. "I think you're enjoying those way more than I would."
Guiltily happy that she didn't have to share, Kara shoved the potsticker into her mouth, closing her eyes briefly to savor it.
"I think the best thing about Earth is the food," she mumbled through a full mouth.
Alex chuckled.
"That's a fair assessment," the agent agreed.
Soon the food was gone, and to her surprise, Kara felt completely full. Sitting on the couch next to Alex, empty food containers scattered about, Kara felt something stir in her chest.
She felt at home.
The realization hit her with a wave of both happiness and guilt while fear crept into her chest.
Only a little while ago, she had been held captive, like… like some experiment. Before that, her planet and family had exploded. How was she supposed to just… to just be.
If she finally let her mind relax, she would have to face her past. Images and memories would pop up in her head and haunt her, like they did when she slept.
Being vigilant was her best defense against the threats of this world and her own mind.
But sitting on the couch, feeling warm, full, and surprisingly not alone, Kara couldn't quite force herself to pull out. She didn't want to.
Silently she found Alex's hand and clung to it.
The agent put her arm around her and pulled her closer. Surprisingly, that was exactly what Kara needed. She leaned into the touch, turning to bury her face in Alex's shoulder, when suddenly she realized her whole body was shaking with sobs as a deep sorrow swept over her.
But something about this sadness was different. It wasn't desperate or confused or scared. It hurt so badly but somehow it felt right, like stretching a cramped muscle.
Kara didn't know how long she cried, the tears seeming to flow out of all of the wounds in her soul, but Alex hugged her tight the whole time and she remembered faintly thinking that this was what having a sister meant.
A muted beeping brought Alex back into consciousness. Blearily she blinked her eyes, trying to orient herself as one hand blindly sought to locate the source of the noise.
Sitting up slightly, she became aware of another form scrunched next to her.
Ah.
She had fallen asleep on the couch with Kara. Take-out boxes were still scattered about to remind her.
Alex carefully eased herself into a sitting position, being mindful not to disturb the still-sleeping Kara, finding her phone in her pocket and turning off the alarm. They had slept through the entire night, which was a feat for Kara.
She must be exhausted. Alex took a moment to adjust the couch blanket over the sleeping girl. She would not be forgetting anytime soon the way Kara had sobbed. Alex had heard people cry before, had heard Kara cry before. This had been different. Pure grief had fallen from the Kryptonian's lungs, a haunting tune of sorrow that Alex would never forget.
"I can't replace what you lost, but I'll be here," Alex murmured to Kara, tucking the blanket in more securely around the sleeping girl. "I promise."
She turned back to her phone, quickly updating herself on emails and messages.
"Oh crap," Alex groaned, viewing her phone's calendar. She was supposed to go in to the DEO today and bring Kara with her, for a follow up appointment to see how her own injuries were healing as well as to continue monitoring Kara's recovery and power development.
Sighing, Alex turned back to Kara. Hopefully the appointments wouldn't take long.
As she reached forward to wake the girl, a sudden doubt rose in her mind.
Could she really trust the DEO? Henshaw? How deep did the secrets run?
And was it a place that she wanted to bring Kara into?
Alex bit her lip lightly, brow furrowing.
Right now, they didn't have much of an option. It was better to keep up a pretense until she could figure out what was really going on and then act.
Despite her hesitations, she woke Kara.
Hopefully the appointments wouldn't take long.
"How are you doing?" Alex grabbed Kara's hand as the girl sat on the examination table.
"I don't want to be here," Kara's voice was small, her blue eyes fixed on Alex's face. Alex had already gotten her check up done, and although they had offered to do them both at the same time, Alex refused to let Kara out of her sight.
Not until she knew what was going on.
"Yeah, me either. But we'll be heading back soon."
"Why do they need to do a check up on me, I'm fine," Kara crossed her arms, a stubborn look appearing on her face.
"They just want to make sure everything is okay. You're not invincible," Alex reminded her gently. "There's been a lot going on. But if you aren't comfortable with this, we can go home right now."
Once, Alex might have tried to persuade Kara to cooperate, might have advocated for the importance of gathering knowledge for future benefit, but Alex was not a scientist right now. She was a big sister and she had a little sister to take care of. Plus there was Rule #2 to follow.
You cannot study me or take me places without my permission.
"Do you want me to do this?"
Alex was very aware that Kara was watching her carefully.
"I want you to do whatever you want to do."
"Then let's go." Kara found her gaze and Alex was pleased that the Kryptonian was asserting her opinion and decision.
"I'm definitely with you. We have been here way too long."
Kara hopped off the table and they headed out the door into the long hallway, Alex waving off the protesting DEO specialists.
"Agent Danvers! Where are you going?"
Slowly Alex turned, unconsciously putting herself between Henshaw and Kara.
"Home, sir."
The director's eyes narrowed, his mouth opening to say more as Alex tensed when suddenly the ground rocked beneath their feet, throwing them down.
They were plunged into darkness.
Sorry not sorry... :D
Question of the Day, Valentine's Day Edition: Are you a hugger or no?
