Chapter 20

"There you are. I went to get dinner and when I got back you were nowhere to be seen," Mon-El said, holding up the Chinese food he'd snagged from their favorite place. They'd decided to stay at the DEO and try to come up with an idea for how to handle their new prisoners and he'd suggested they break for dinner, just so they could all try to refocus their energies afterward. Now as he searched the usual places - the locker room, the main computer area, or the lab – he finally decided to ask Winn if he'd seen her. The tech savvy DEO agent checked Reign and Purity's cells and did not find her there so there was only one other place she'd be.

"I needed to talk with Mom," she said without much explanation. She was sitting cross legged on the floor looking up at her mother, noting that the hologram wore the necklace she'd been given by her real mother as the planet died.

"You can't let what those two crazies said about your dad get to you. One, we have no proof and two, they'd use anything to get under your skin," he told her as he took a seat next to her. He started pulling out the food, knowing that even if she didn't feel like eating he might be able to get her to eat the pot stickers he'd ordered. Mr. Chen always threw in a few extra into their order because he knew how much the blonde liked them.

"Problem is I think we do have proof," Kara frowned.

"What do you mean?" Mon-El asked.

"Mom, what was Black Kryptonite used for on Krypton?" She asked the hologram instead.

"As I explained earlier, the different colors of Kryptonite signified wealth. While the green was common, the other colors, Red, Blue, Black, Gold, Silver, Orange, Pink, and Periwinkle, are not and were mined for different purposes on Krypton. Some for fuel, some for their reflective qualities, some actually acted as drugs, and the others were used for jewelry," the hologram replied.

"Makes sense. The shards didn't become radioactive until they were flung into space by the explosion of the planet," Mon-El said.

"Exactly. Which means back home Black Kryptonite was nothing more than a trinket," Kara continued to frown.

"Correct. Black Kryptonite's most popular use was jewelry, though not the expensive kind since it was just superheated Green Kryptonite. The most coveted where usually the Blue, White, and Pink for jewelry. The Periwinkle and Silver were hallucinogenic and where only used by those who had issues staying sober. While our society tried very hard to rid ourselves of such things it would seem that it is not entirely possible," her mother admitted.

"So the necklace was just that a necklace. You said your mother never took it off and fiddled with it a lot," he was beginning to understand her concerns.

"As if it was the last thing she'd ever wear. The only reason I can think of her doing that was because on some level she knew that the Worldkillers were still alive and that my father told her that the Kryptonite would protect her. My mother was a very smart woman but she did not know science, she knew the law. If my father told her something science related, she took it at face value. He worked on the Science Council; he'd never given her any reason to not trust him," Kara heaved a sigh.

"How long did she have the necklace? Could she have known that she would be giving it to you soon? That probably makes things worse as it means she knew the planet was doomed," Mon-El frowned.

"My Aunt Astra wasn't wrong about the abuse of our planet. It was only going to take so much before we doomed ourselves with an extinction level event, but of my mother really knew that, I can't understand why she didn't try harder to stop it," the blonde said.

"All good questions that I fear we may never know the answers to," he heaved a sigh of his own. Looking at her, he could see the mix of emotions toying with her. She was angry and hurt that her father had been lying to her and her mother, angry that he'd allowed the Worldkillers to still exist and that innocents had been killed, angry that one of them had almost killed her, then the overwhelming feeling of sadness had slowly crept in, despite the almost rage she possessed. He pulled her to him and kissed her temple as his arm snaked around her shoulders. Her head rested on his shoulder, glad to have him there.

"I'm sorry," Mon-El murmured. Kara didn't move her head but looked up at him.

"For what?" She said equally quiet.

"It's not easy to find out your parents aren't who you thought they were," he told her.

"It really hurts. I just can't understand but right now I don't want to understand," the blonde admitted. This time she wiggled free of his embrace and climbed onto his lap. Taking his face in her hands, she put her lips on his. What started off slow and sweet soon became hot and heavy. Her hands found their way up under his shirt, feeling the muscles there and his hands snaked into her pants, cupping her backside, pulling her closer to him. At the moment, they weren't thinking that they were at work with all the cameras around. Luckily, no one in security got any more of an eyeful as alarms suddenly sounded throughout the building.

"Reign," Kara cursed under her breath and detangled herself from her boyfriend. Within an instant she was gone, rushing down the hallway to where the Worldkiller was being kept.

To Be Continued…