Second Degree

"Stupid machine! UGH!" Kara nearly kicked the copy machine out the window. "Freaking print for me!"

"Whoa, calm down Kara," Winn said as he passed by her with a Slurpee in his hands. "What's the matter?"

"This stupid machine isn't working for me!" She shouted.

"Kara, no yelling at my office."

"Ugh!" Kara ripped her binder in half. "If I don't get these copied papers out of the stupid thing..."

"Okay, take it easy," Winn said as he opened the door of the copier. "Oh, here we go," He pulled out crumpled up paper. "It just jammed up again. Huh," He looked at the now cleared spot. "This is the same one Siobhan struggled with..."

"I don't care if Screamy McScreamy had trouble with this thing!" Kara yelled, pressing the copy button and waited for the thing to copy.

"Why are you so stressed?"

"Why? Why am I stressed?"

"Yeah, that would be a good start."

"I am working my ass off both as myself and Supergirl," She whispered the latter name. "I've got all these freaking aliens coming after me, half of which are pissed at Clark for his super work, and some just plain mean and after me because of who I am to them. Then, Cat is throwing a lot of work on me, more than usual. I would hope she'd ease down a tiny bit, but I can only guess that since it's been a year that the girls were born, Cat just forgot I had a freaking life outside of here. I have two toddlers at home who are running around, shooting out lasers and super breathing and knocking tables and couches over, causing plants to grow or die and hitting us with electricity or throwing things without touching them or turning invisible and we can't see her. They're screaming loudly almost all the time, they're always frigging hungry and they still aren't potty trained which means we're dealing with diapers still. Oh and not to mention that besides work stuff, I never see you or James or Alex or Team Flash!" Kara stressed it all out in almost one, huge breathe. Her eyes wild with anger and craziness. "I haven't slept in almost a week. I'm about to become bald from all this."

Winn, taken back by her sudden anger that had built up, said to her in a soothing tone, "They're toddlers. I'm sure they don't even know what they're doing, let alone know what they're doing with their powers."

"I know that, Winn!" Kara shouted.

"Okay. And it's not like you never hung out with any friends since they were born. You've had days with us without the girls."

"Sometimes. Most of the time the girls were there."

"Kara, you're a mom now," Winn expressed with a smile. "It's going to happen at times. I personally like having them around. They're cute."

"You better not be using them for dates."

"I'm not. That was long ago, I promise." He said. "But it's going to happen."

"Yeah, I guess." Kara said, but the stress was still there.

"What else has you stressed?"

"I haven't hung out with Barry."

"Doesn't he live on this Earth with you guys and goes back—"

"No, not like the opposite of when I was pregnant with the girls, but I mean because of everything going on in my life and his life and our live; our life is just two ships passing through the foggy night."

"I... guess that is normal?"

"I just hate all this damn stress." Kara muttered.


Barry was under his desk trying to get at least a half hour of sleep before anything else could happen. That, unfortunately, didn't last too long as Barry heard his phone ring and Caitlin's number appeared. "Please tell me you just wanna talk and nothing bad."

"No, not really."

"Who is it now?"

"A meta-human that can shape shift into any animal."

"Another one? Don't we have that green kid in our National City?"

"This kid is orange."

"Fine," Barry crawled out from under his desk. "I'll be there in a second."


A twenty minutes later Barry was back at STAR labs with the defeated orange shape shifting meta-human. Barry tossed the meta-human into one of the cells and ran back into the main room.

"Nice job dude," Cisco high-five Barry.

"Thanks." Barry said.

"You look beat," Caitlin pointed out. "Have you been sleeping good?"

"I think in the past, I don't know, week or two; I've slept a total of an hour."

"Really? Why only an hour?"

"Well Caitlin, I've got two toddlers at home who are running around, shooting out lasers and super breathing and knocking tables and couches over, causing plants to grow or die and hitting us with electricity or throwing things without touching them or turning invisible and we can't see her. They're screaming loudly almost all the time, they're always hungry and they still aren't potty trained which means we're dealing with diapers still. I haven't had time to hang out with anyone. I haven't had time to hang out with Kara. Kara! The person I live with."

"You're lucky I'm letting you be a crabby person right now with that tone." Caitlin said with hands on her hips. "Don't talk to me like in that tone."

"Sorry," Barry apologized as he slid against a wall. "Could I sleep here for a couple of minutes before I go back to the police department?"

"Go for it." Cisco said.

Barry dozed off, but only lasting a total of three minutes before an alarm went off in the lab and informed that another meta-human was on the loose in the city. "Oh come on!" Barry shouted.


In the Danvers-Allen home Kara heated up a TV dinner and sat on the kitchen counter eating it. Barry zoomed in from the portal and collapsed on the couch.

"Hi Barry." Kara called from the kitchen.

"Hi." Barry mumbled, but knew she could hear him. "I'm tired."

"Want me to heat something?"

"No." He said.

Kara finished eating and walked into the living room, only to find Barry passed out. "Aw, I was hoping to talk to you." She muttered. She took a blanket from the chair and covered him with it before turning the lights off and went up to her room, passing out on the bed.


An hour later, someone woke up.

"(Barry) (Kara)! Can you get them!?"