Tumblr prompt- Hey! I love your writing! So, I've never done this before, but I keep seen in my mind a supercorp scene. They fight for some stupid reason and Lena has all her complexes and thinks Kara wont come back, then she suffer an attack, but Kara get there almost too late, and when Lena wakes up, the water works are in full and she confesses she thought Kara wouldn't come back to save her. I know is angst af, but I can't get it out of my mind...
i stared at this all day so if it sucks im sorry
She doesn't even remember how it started.
It was something stupid to be sure.
She had been snappy from hardly getting any sleep and Kara had been frustrated because of Snapper's harsh critique on her latest article.
"Maybe you should just leave."
She hadn't meant to say it.
Well she had, but she had meant that maybe they just needed some space.
Time to cool down and avoid saying something that neither of them meant because they were grumpy and overworked and underfed.
But apparently Kara had taken her words in a different tone, because she had said them two days ago and she hadn't heard from Kara since. Not a visit, not a call, not so much as a text.
She had had every intention of going to see Kara for lunch yesterday, but one thing had led to another and she hadn't had the chance.
Now, as time marched on; she felt herself getting upset all over again, because it wasn't like Kara didn't know how to get in touch with her. She was just as much at fault for their separation as Lena.
Maybe she doesn't care as much as you thought she did.
Maybe she realized that a Luthor isn't worth the trouble.
The thought settles low in her gut like lead, weighing her down, until she feels like she's drowning, suffocating in the thoughts that swirl in her over active brain.
A part of her argues that it's their first real fight, that Kara will be back, that this is how things work with real people and real relationships. But that part of her is easily outnumbered by her insecurities and abandonment issues, and so she sits in her office, nausea threatening to overcome her.
She fiddles with her phone, tempted to text Kara.
They should talk, right?
That's what people in loving, committed relationships do, they talk through their issues.
Right?
She freezes.
Loving.
That was another thing, she'd never even gotten a chance to tell Kara she loved her.
It's probably for the best, she doubts if Kara had ever felt the same. And if she had then Lena doubts she does any longer. A part of her brain screams at her, begs at her to listen to reason, to remember all the times Kara had looked at her with obvious love written in those blue eyes.
She shakes her head. She needs sleep, and a solid dinner. Then she'll feel better in the morning and she'll go to Kara and they'll talk about this rationally like adults. And if Kara wants to break up with her then so be it, but she isn't going to spend the evening worrying about it.
She tosses her phone in her purse and closes down her laptop. National City is dark outside her window - it's well past midnight. She sighs, it was ridiculous to think that this would work - she's too busy trying to reclaim her family's name and Kara is too busy saving the world.
It was nice, while it lasted.
She shakes her head again.
They make it work. Lunch dates, late night dinner dates, early morning rushed breakfast before they each head off to work dates. They make it work.
Don't they?
She doesn't have time to answer her own question, because the sound of a gun cocking distracts her.
Her instincts scream at her to move but the cool metal of the gun pressed against her forehead stops her cold.
As discreetly as possible, she reaches for the green bracelet on her wrist, pressing in the hidden button on the side - the one designed to summon Supergirl at a moment's notice. They may be fighting, but surely Kara will still come to her rescue.
"Now, now Ms. Luthor, don't make this difficult. Lex didn't tell me to kill you . . . this time. Not that I won't if you cause me too much trouble. Between you and me, I don't think he would mind too much if something happened to his little sister, might even promote me." A male voice laughs harshly behind her and she forces her body to relax from where she had been poised to run.
"Very good, now put your hands on the table where I can see them."
She does as he asks, eyes darting to the taser in her purse.
"Don't get any funny ideas." the voice warns and she looks up to see her own reflection shining at her in the window, a masked figure standing over her right shoulder.
"What do you want?" She demands, her voice surprisingly steady for how fast her heart is beating.
"What do I want?" He chuckles, "Well, it isn't about what I want, it's about what Lex wants isn't it?"
"I'll give you more money. Whatever he's offering you I'll pay you double."
The man laughs again.
"Well, that's a generous offer, considering you don't even know what he wants."
"Tell me then."
"He want the plans for the new super suit you worked on."
Lena feels the saliva stick to the back of her throat.
"What does he want those for?" she stalls, waiting for Kara to come bursting through her door and save the day.
"I thought you were supposed to be some sort of genius? He wants the plans so he can find a weakness."
"Surely he must know that I don't have the plans on me."
"It isn't for me to say what Lex does or doesn't know, I just need those plans; or you-" He digs the barrel of his gun into her forehead. "Will be making a final stop at the morgue tonight."
She laughs with more bravado than she feels.
"I can't get them for you tonight, that's what I'm trying to explain to you. Really, I thought my brother would have stopped hiring dumbasses by now."
"Looks like the tabloids were right, you really are a bitch."
The gun scrapes against her temple and the sinking feeling from earlier returns.
Kara isn't coming.
Whatever they had between them . . . she had ruined it to the point where the hero no longer thought her worthy of saving.
She must truly be horrible then.
If Kara no longer believes in her.
There's no way out that she can see, no magical cure for the dire situation she's found herself in. She's already been through every option in front of her and none of them end without either her death or her betrayal of Supergirl - neither are excellent options, but the latter must never happen.
Ever.
Even if it means her own death.
She still loves Kara, even to the end.
She wishes she had told her.
Maybe then she would find some comfort in what she's about to do.
Time seems to slow in the seconds between stillness and action. It's the adrenaline, she knows, coursing through her veins- dilating her pupils, raising her blood pressure, increasing her heart rate until it's pounding in her ears.
She turns, her forearm sweeping up to try and knock the gun a way, but a shot rings out and her world goes dark.
The first thing she notices is the incessant beeping.
The second is that the incessant beeping signifies her heart rate.
The third is that she's alive.
Which should be impossible.
Because she's dead.
She opens her eyes to see Kara pacing at the end of her bed.
"Kara?"
The superhero turns, her cape swirling around her.
"Oh thank, Rao!" Kara practically dives into the chair beside her bed and clutches her hand. "Alex said you were going to be fine, but you just passed out! With no warning! And I've never seen that happen before and I was so worried-"
"I passed out?"
Kara's brow crinkles in confusion.
"Yeah, you turned on the guy - which was stupid, because I was on my way - if you would have waited ten seconds-"
"Wait." She holds up her hand to stop the rush of words. "You came?"
"Of course I came! You pushed the distress signal!"
"But- we fought." It sounds ridiculous when she says it out loud and the look on Kara's face agrees.
"Yeah, we fought, about some stupid- I don't even remember what started it - but it was a stupid fight. Did you really think I wouldn't come?"
She feels the tears well in her eyes, threatening to spill over.
"You didn't call me yesterday, or even text."
Kara's cheeks redden and she gives Lena a sheepish grin.
"I was over the ocean and the sun was rising and I tried to take a picture and my hand slipped and well, iPhones aren't water proof. I got a new one, but I didn't have your number so I was going to come see you but Jess said you had taken me off the list and I thought you still might need space. Then tonight I was in Ireland - "
"Ireland?"
"I know how much you love Irish breakfast so I was picking up some takeout for breakfast for dinner because Jess can't stop me from seeing you if she isn't there. And when I was on my way back I got your signal. So I rushed back to find you fighting the assassin - which was stupid by the way, did I say that? And then you just passed out, so I knocked the guy out and flew you here."
"He wasn't an assassin." She whispers quietly, wiping at the tears running down her cheeks.
"What?"
"He wanted the plans for your new suit."
"Lee." Kara's voice cracks.
"I wasn't going to give them to him."
Kara sighs and climbs onto the bed next to her, pulling her close. She lets herself relax into strong arms as she sobs into Kara's chest.
"Have you eaten today?" Kara asks when the tears finally subside.
She thinks back.
"Not since yesterday."
"I'm going to get Alex to bring you a Snickers bar."
"A Snickers bar?"
"You're not you when you're hungry."
Once the laugh starts, she cant stop it, and it bubbles up until it overtakes her, shaking her shoulders and taking her breath.
"I'm sorry." She finally apologizes, nuzzling into Kara's shoulder.
"For almost getting yourself killed or for not thinking I would come for you?"
"Both?" She sighs. "This was our first fight."
"Yeah." She feels Kara's fingers in her hair. "It's not going to be our last either. But you can't think that just because we have a stupid fight that it's over. You have to believe in us more than that."
"I know. I do. I just got scared."
They sit like that for a long moment before she speaks again.
"We're probably overdue for a long talk."
"We could talk over dinner? It's probably still hot."
"You carried it all the way here?"
"Well, it's at L-Corp. And it's more like I forgot to drop it? When I heard your signal I kind of freaked out."
Lena traces her fingers over the crest on Kara's chest.
"We could go eat on the balcony? It's supposed to be a nice night."
"I think that's the best idea you've had all day."
Later, when the food is all gone and the the two of them are curled naked on Lena' couch -Kara's cape wrapped around them like a blanket as they watch the sun ascend over National City; three words itch at the back of her throat.
The perfectionist part of her brain begs her to wait, because they've just made up and surely this isn't the time.
But the rest of her remembers what it felt like to know that she was about to take her last breath without Kara knowing how she feels.
So she counts the beats of Kara's heart under her ear for a full minute before she speaks - voice soft and steady in the coolness of the morning air.
"I love you."
Kara's hand in her hair stills for a moment but she can hear the smile in the other woman's voice when she finally speaks.
"I love you too."
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