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"You're insane, you can't go to those bars alone, you need backup," Maggie said, her voice leaving no room for discussion. "I'm going with you."

"I can't ask that of you," Alex shook her head. "It's too dangerous."

"So it's too dangerous for a trained officer of the law, who has done dozens of undercover jobs, but it's not too dangerous for a Medical Examiner?" she asked, shaking her head.

"I haven't told you everything about the DEO," the doctor deflected.

"So tell me."

"I shouldn't…"

Maggie could see the inner turmoil her request had caused within the other woman. She scooted over, until she could put her arm around Alex.

"I really shouldn't," she could hear the other woman say, barely louder than a whisper.

"I'm not going to tell anyone, Alex. You can trust me," she said.

"I know."

"Then why don't you tell me? Let me help you. You're not on your own on this one."

There were tears in Alex' eyes when she looked up to meet Maggie's.

"I want to tell you, but you have to promise me you'll keep this to yourself."

The detective nodded, keeping silent for what was about to come.

"Thirty years ago, my father was a successful scientist and J'onn one of the best soldiers in the Special Forces. They had been friends all of their lives, since they were kids, and they had this basement underneath J'onn's parents' house where they would pretend to save the world. One day, a kid in the neighbourhood got missing. The police did everything they could, but they couldn't find him. My dad and J'onn had known this kid and his parents well, so they wanted to help. My father re-examined everything the police had found and more, and J'onn found some colleagues who helped him get the kid back, after they had located him. It had all felt so great, helping, doing more, that they started the DEO. A top secret agency, with a top of the art lab, filled with the best scientists."

Maggie wiped away the tear that had escaped, feeling the doctor lean into her touch for comfort.

"That was what my dad had brought to the table. He found prodigies, and teached them to be the best, in ways they would've never learned at school. They found leads where everyone else would have given up a long time ago."

"So what did J'onn do?" Maggie dared to ask.

"He trained the best soldiers you could ever wish for. Hand to hand combat, weapon use, stealth tactics, you name it."

"So you're not just a Medical Examiner," it all fell into place.

"No, I'm not. I am, I mean I was Special Agent Alex Danvers of the DEO, top scientist and one of the best field agents the DEO had ever seen in it's history," the other woman sighed.

Maggie pulled her close in a hug, letting her know it was okay to let her tears fall free.

"You became what your father had dreamed you to be," she whispered. "But I'm sure, Alex, even though I've never had the chance to get to know him, he'd be proud of you right now as well, Chief Medical Examiner Danvers."

The woman in her arms wiped away her tears and looked up at Maggie.

"You mean that?"

"I mean, Special Agent Danvers of the DEO sounds sexy as hell, but you don't need that title to be who you are, Alex," she smiled.

"Thank you," she got a smile in return.

"So will you let me help you?" Maggie tried.

For a second she thought Alex would still refuse, but then she got a nod.

"We'll go tonight."

***SANVERS***

They walked into the third bar of the night, when Alex noticed the pool table standing in the corner.

"Game of pool," she offered at her companion.

"Sure, we deserve a break," Maggie agreed. "I'll go get us what we need. A beer?"

Alex nodded and already headed over to the pool table to wait there on the detective.

They had found nothing yet, no one seemed to know anything about a girl that had disappeared from around here a month ago. It was starting to frustrate Alex, but she knew it was all part of the process. Her years at the DEO had taught her the patience that was necessary to solve the difficult cases.

It was obvious her partner of the night hadn't learned that patience. With every person that couldn't tell them anything, she could feel the frustration in the detective grow. That's why she had suggested, after two bars and double the hours, they'd take a break.

"Ready to get your ass handed to you?" Alex grinned when Maggie returned at the table.

"Want to put a bet on that?" Maggie returned her grin.

"Always," Alex said, and she smiled, already feeling sorry for her friend for the amount of money she was about to lose.

***SANVERS***

"This can't be real, you're cheating," Maggie grumbled, after losing the third consecutive game.

They had long forgotten their mission, choosing to enjoy their evening together instead.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, Sawyer," Alex grinned smugly, counting her money again.

"I guess you did. One more?" Maggie asked, not ready to end this evening with the doctor yet.

"You're all out of money," the other woman shook her head. "I'd feel bad to beat you, again. But one more drink, I'm buying."

Maggie agreed and saw Alex leave for the bar.

Although the doctor had made a fair attempt at distracting her, she still couldn't shake the frustration off that they hadn't made any progress yet. It scared her, that this girl had been so unnoticable that no one even figured she got missing, a month after she got killed. The detective was starting to get angry at herself, for not being able to solve this case. She felt as if she was that girl's final hope, and she was letting her down.

"Hey, you okay?" Alex asked.

Maggie hadn't noticed her coming back.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just bothered about the case, I guess," she answered honestly.

"Me too," Alex confessed. "It's strange that we can't find any leads, at all. Something's off."

"Something definitely is," Maggie agreed, taking a large sip from her drink.

"How are you two fine ladies tonight? Care to join us for a drink?"

Maggie could see Alex tense up, and tried to relieve that tension a bit by putting her hand on the other woman's arm.

"I'm sorry, we're not interested," she simply said, hoping those two goons would go away.

They didn't look to bright, two major fitness jocks thinking they could pull any woman they wanted just by walking by.

"Come on, just one drink," Dumb said, his friend Dumber agreeing with him.

"No thank you, she already said we're not interested," Alex repeated, now turning around to face the two men.

"They must be dykes," Dumber said to his friend, both of them laughing. "We can cure you from that affliction, girls."

He put his hand on Alex' arm, holding her with a firm grip.

Maggie instinctively reached behind her back, grabbing her gun.

"Don't," Alex whispered, seeing what she was doing. "I've got this."

Everything happened in mere seconds.

Maggie had seen Alex raise a grown man off of the ground with only one hand, but this she had never expected to see. With one smooth motion, the doctor broke free from the iron grip, flipping Dumber into the wall in the process. His friend saw what was happening and decided to go help his friend, armed with a cue, which he tried to brake on Alex' back.

Tried being the keyword, because before he could even start to swing, Alex already turned around and disarmed him.

Dumb and Dumber hadn't come alone, and soon four other men were standing around the two woman.

"Told you you'd need back up," Maggie said between her teeth, leaving her gun were it was, as Alex had asked.

The other woman simply laughed and intercepted the punch that was thrown her way, twisting the fist so that tears sprung in her attackers eyes. One of the other guys tried to jump on top of her together with Dumb, but Alex skillfully avoided them and let them fall into a pile onto the floor.

It all went faster than Maggie could comprehend. Every punch, every hit thrown her way, was expertly blocked by Alex, who then proceeded to form a pile of harmless men all around her.

"Told you I didn't need back up," she winked a the dumbfounded detective, "Let's get out of here, before anyone else wants a go."

She grabbed Maggie's hand and dragged her along, only stopping at the bar to drop a pack of bills on the counter, together with an apology.