Surprise

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Summary: Fun madness ensues. Later comes some romantic fluff with a side of angst and some spilled beans.

TRIGGER WARNING: VIOLENCE AND ANGST. SOME NAUGHTY TIMES AT THE END.

As much as Lucy wanted to show everyone that she was a fearless soldier that took no shit from anybody, that façade always broke when she watched horror movies having to do with the paranormal. She could handle blood and gore, but ghosts would always terrify her.

The brunette cowered under the blanket and tugged at Kara's shirt, "They can't possibly be real, can they?"

She was not expecting Alex to answer, "There are millions of different species of aliens living throughout the entire universe and you're questioning whether or not ghosts exist?"

"I wasn't asking you."

Kara chuckled, "Alex does have a point."

"That doesn't make me feel better!"

The blonde pressed her lips against Lucy's head, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

Except that she fell asleep around thirty minutes into the film, so the brunette ended up enduring Alex's teasing.

Suddenly, Winn jumped at the next scene and ended up making it rain popcorn. He rushed to the garbage can and began to retch at the movie's bodily horror.

Alex scoffed, "Pathetic."

"Heard that!" Winn shouted, then continued gagging.

"It's not my fault you're weak," the auburn-haired woman yelled back.

James made a disgusted look and averted his eyes from the television screen, "I'm going to check on him. It's pretty late too so I think we both should get going."

Once James managed to get Winn back to his normal state, they dashed out with some popcorn in tow.

Alex groaned, "I think they left because they didn't want to clean the mess Winn made."

The older Danvers set her feet on the coffee table and teased, "Mind if I stay over tonight? Got to make sure you kids behave."

Lucy's eyes narrowed, "Oh, well would you look at the time. It's late, maybe you should go as well."

The brunette began to shove the laughing Alex out the door.

"But it's only eleven!"

"It was nice to spend time with you, but I think we should all get to sleep now. Bye!"

Then the door slammed shut, but that did not stop Alex, who shouted at the top of her lungs, "Use protection, kids!"

Lucy swore the whole entire floor was startled awake.

The brunette turned to find that Kara was in a deep sleep. She smiled, lifting the blonde from the sofa and carrying her to the bedroom. She set her down and pulled the blanket over her shoulders, then lay next to her as well, shutting the lights off.

"Lucy!" a voice called out, then louder, "Lucy! Wake up!"

The brunette startled awake and felt a fountain of wetness trail down her cheeks.

"What happened?" Kara asked, extremely worried. For the past minute, she had been trying to wake her girlfriend up when she was screaming and crying. Hearing the palpitations and spike of the brunette's heart rate scared her half to death as she had never seen a human body react this way, and it was worse because it was Lucy.

She was grateful for Astrid, barking when she sensed something was wrong and laying bey their sides, along with Mufasa.

"Was it a nightma-"

The small human's tears continued to spill over as she hugged the Kryptonian as tightly as she could, vomiting out her dream in a rush of words and in a disorganized fashion.

As much as Kara wanted to keep holding her, she let go of the embrace and placed her hands gently on Lucy's shoulders, "Calm down. Breath, slowly. Tell me what happened."

The blonde patiently waited as the brunette went over the details of her nightmare, skipping over as many of the bloody parts as she could while still maintaining the coherence of the story.

"I bombed Amarah…hundreds of people…then I watched all of my comrades die…and then I killed…"

Kara nodded slowly, her eyes held a bit of understanding and the rest filled with kindness and love. She almost did not know how to react. She knew Lucy had experienced many horrors, but she was always unwilling to talk about it until now.

The Kryptonian connected to her on some level; she recalled seeing many loved ones die during the demise of Krypton. Bloody or not, it still disturbed her.

Kara rested her chin on top of Lucy's head and held her tightly, rubbing her back in soothing circles, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I can't relate to you on a deeper level, that I can't share those memories. I could never imagine what you've been through, but I'm always going to be here for you."

That was what Lucy admired about Kara. The blonde would always make sure she was okay and ask how she was, but probed no further if she sensed any discomfort or uneasiness. However, it did not stop her from subtly checking every once in a while, keeping an eye from a distance. She gave space and when the brunette was ready to talk, she would.

"Try to remember that you're not alone," Kara whispered, cupping Lucy's face, "I'm always willing to talk or listen. The pain that you go through, I want you to share it with me, and I'll share mine with you. I don't want you to hurt alone. If you fall, I'll go down with you, then we can get through it together."

"I was at a dark place. I don't want to drag you down with me," Lucy choked.

There was a moment of silence before Kara spoke up again, "Zehdh."

"What?"

"Family. Home. Belonging," the Kryptonian explained, "Back on Krypton it was a tiv girod, one of the eleven virtues of our flag. I know you don't want me to fall with you, but I want to."

Silence ensued, then the brunette whispered, "What are the others?"

Kara smiled slightly, "Shokh, truth. Urvish, peace. Uchahvia, synergy. Zhguzhor, imagination. Ighai, purity. Tahrao, justice. Jahghah, restraint. Shahrrehth, hope. Gazrhyg, industriousness. Urkynon, altruism."

"Krypton sounds like a nice place to live in…"

"It is – was," Kara corrected herself, "But it wasn't always."

"What do you mean?"

"We had a primitive era too," the blonde mumbled, "Even if we were a technologically advanced race, our society wasn't; we had a caste system: religious, artist, military, and science. They all had representation in the ruling council. My immediate family stood for science. Kal's was the military. The worker caste didn't have representation though. We may have had grand buildings, but we also had slums."

"Did you ever get sick?"

"I've only ever gotten sick twice in my life," Kara smiled, "When I was a child, an epidemic like the flu nearly killed me. Then when I temporarily blew out my powers on Earth, I got a cold."

Lucy listened intently. Her curiosity never gave her any interesting information.

The only details she knew of was that Krypton's red dwarf sun was worshipped as Rao, albeit not praised spiritually. It was around nine billion years old and five times larger than Earth's four and a half billion years old yellow sun. She also thought that Krypton would have rather been chilly as the Rao's surface temperature was around three-thousand Kelvin as opposed to the sun's almost six-thousand Kelvin. Rao was also sixty percent less dense.

Also, Krypton was larger and had four moons and was around nine billion years old, but only had a population of a little over one billion. Earth was four and a half billion years old, but had a population of seven billion.

Astrid whimpered through the silence, but lolled her tongue out once the women stroked her soft fur. Mufasa crept over, and being an attention whore, placed his head under Lucy's palm, purring.

"Come on," Kara coaxed, taking the brunette's palm, pulling, "Let's go outside."

"Outside?" she arched her brow, "I don't know if you've noticed, but it's midnight and it's pouring rain right now."

That did not stop the Kryptonian from lifting the distressed woman into her arms and speeding out the door and onto the lawn.

"Eeek!" Lucy squealed, the droplets soaking her clothes.

Kara interlaced one of their hands and placed the other on the soldier's waist, "I've brushed up on my dancing skills."

The young woman chuckled, "You have such impeccable timing, Danvers. But as much as I'd love to dance with you, there's no music, so unfortunately, we're going to have to go back inside."

"On the contrary, Ms. Lane," Kara countered, inching her face closer, "I can sing."

She cleared her throat, "I see trees of green, red roses too."

They began to waltz, and Lucy had to admit, the blonde was not kidding when she said she 'brushed up'.

The couple spun, stepped here and there, in very fluid and smooth motions while Kara's beautiful voice rang out, "I see them bloom, for me and you."

The brunette twirled under her partner's arm.

"And I think to myself, what a wonderful world."

Eventually, they stilled. They were like statues, their foreheads pressing against each other, bright azures and deep emeralds staring into each other's souls.

Finally, they shared a kiss, their noses bristling over the other.

It was sweet, languid, gentle.

They both thought they could stay like this forever and be happy and content with their lives.

Then a shiver ran up Lucy's spine.

Kara chuckled, "Want to go back inside?"

"Yeah," the brunette laughed, then her teeth chattered, "I also need a hot shower."

They entered the apartment and found Astrid and Mufasa huddled against each other, the rain and thunder no match for the heaviness of their sleep.

Lucy quickly entered the bathroom and undressed, stepping into the bathtub.

Kara decided to wash herself first thing in the morning and changed into a tank top and some shorts before plopping onto the mattress, her hair tangled and wet from the rain.

She sighed blissfully and felt sleep pulling at her consciousness.

Then the bathroom door clicked open and the blonde walked over to Lucy, hugging her from behind. She did not mind the dampness of the bathrobe her girlfriend was wearing.

The brunette giggled, turned around, and gave her a peck on the cheek, then trailed over to join their lips.

They made their way toward the bed until the back of Kara's knees touched the edge.

Lucy lightly pushed the blonde backwards, and then the Kryptonian was sitting on the mattress, staring up at the goddess before her.

The brunette untied her robe and loosened it until it fully slipped onto the floor.

Kara gulped, her eyes tracing over every centimeter of the woman's flawless skin. To her, everything was flawless when it came to the young Lane.

"Do you like what you see?" Lucy asked in a sultry voice.

Kara was unable to find any words, all vocabulary of the nine languages she spoke tossed right out the window.

The brunette slowly pushed the speechless woman down until her head rested on the pillow underneath, and straddled her hips, moving back and forth torturously slow.

"I'll take your stunned silence as a yes," Lucy smirked.

The pace of the grinding increased slightly, eliciting a moan from Kara, who placed her hands on the brunette's waist and raked the soft skin, causing the woman on top of her to hiss with pleasure.

Then Lucy leaned down, her mouth next to the side of the blonde's head, who bit her bottom lip when she felt a soft puff of breath graze the tip of her ear.

She exhaled, recalling their drive to the carnival, "'Anything I want', you said?"

Notes: Constructive criticism appreciated.