After three days in the hospital, Maggie was allowed to go home, as long as she promised that she'd get plenty of rest, allowing her wounds to heal. "So here are plenty new dressings," The doctor handed a rather large pile of dressings to Alex. "You should try to change the dressing a couple of times a day," He instructed. "Maybe use some gloves," He suggested. "And clean around the area when you change the dressing," He instructed. Alex gave a little nod as she put the dressings into the bag. "And for now, Maggie," The doctor looked back to Maggie. "Do not get the area wet," He told her. "No showers and definitely no baths." He instructed.

"I've already not had a proper wash in three days," Maggie screwed her face up. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Bed baths," The doctor replied before looking back to Alex. "I'm sure your wife will help with that."

"No she won't," Maggie shrieked. "She's my wife. I'm not going to have her wash me while I lie in bed like I am some kind of old decrepit person." Maggie knew that Alex wouldn't see it like that. That Alex would want to help her in her recovery but it felt very demeaning to her.

Alex opened her mouth to talk, to tell her that she didn't mind helping her wash and it wouldn't change anything between them but stopped herself, deciding to have that conversation with her in private. "We'll figure something out." Was what eventually came out of Alex's mouth.

Maggie glared at Alex before looking back to the doctor. "Can't I just wash myself?" Maggie asked. "Like standing over the sink?"

"It'll hurt," The doctor told her. "Your wounds are still healing. If you bend over, twist to the side, lift your arms up…." The doctor trailed off.

Maggie pursed her lips. "I'll manage." Maggie murmured.

"No," The doctor spoke sternly. "Until your wounds have fully healed it's best to let someone help you. They are looking good already so I'd assume it will only be a few more days. You'll have a healthcare provider come to check on your recovery and she will let you know when it's okay for you to bathe or shower."

"Well that's your opinion," Maggie retorted. "When can I come back and get the staples out anyways?" Maggie wondered. The doctor glanced at Alex, hoping she would say something but Alex stayed quiet. She knew that Maggie wouldn't change her mind, not right now anyways.

The doctor sighed when he saw Alex wasn't going to say anything before rubbing the back of his head. "Usually we keep the staples in for about 10 days, so you have another week to go."

"Okay well I will see you in a week," Maggie said, slipping down from the side of the bed where she was sitting. Alex could see the strain on her face, like she was trying to stop herself from wincing, her wound obviously hurting as she pushed herself to standing. "Can you take me home now." Maggie looked up to Alex. She glanced at the doctor before she nodded in her wife's direction. She picked up the hospital bag and thanked the doctor before she left the hospital with her wife.


Eliza was already at the house, staying with the kids as Alex went to the hospital to bring Maggie home. When Alex was gone Kara and Bella had popped around. Chloe was in her swing chair and Isaac and Bella were playing with building blocks in the living room. Alex walked back down the stairs. She'd gone up with Maggie who said she wanted a lie down. She helped her get comfy before she went down to join her Mum and sister again. "I was just saying to Kara that I'm glad they moved next door when they did," Eliza said, looking up as Alex walked back over to them, taking a seat on the arm chair. "It's nice to have them so close to help out. Especially right now."

"Yeah." Alex smiled as she reached for her cup and took a drink of her coffee.

"Aw I might have to look for a place in this neighbourhood now," Eliza said as Kara and Alex glanced at each other, not sure if she was joking or not. Eliza had moved to National City soon after Isaac was born, wanting to be closer to her grandchild, and of course her girls. She had a nice house in a lovely suburb of the city and Alex and Kara felt that that was close enough. "We can all be so close again," Alex cleared her throat and Kara was about to say something when Eliza gave a little laugh, seeing the look on her girls' faces. "Don't worry, I'm only joking. I love where I am."

Kara pulled her phone from her back pocket as it started to ring. She sighed when she saw it was J'onn trying to call her. She cancelled the call and put her phone down on the table. "Everything okay?" Alex asked as she saw the look on her sister's face.

"Just J'onn." Kara scrunched her nose up.

"The DEO?" Eliza questioned. "Don't you think you should answer? They may need your help."

"No, it's J'onn calling me directly from his phone," Kara answered. "If they needed Supergirl it would be the DEO calling," Kara said. "He uhm…" Kara took a deep breath before looking to Isaac. "Hey Isaac buddy, you want to go check on Mumma? Maybe you can give her some company for a little bit?" Kara said, Alex looking to her, feeling a little confused.

"Okay, can I, Mum?" Isaac said as he looked to Alex while jumping up onto his feet.

"Sure." Alex answered, still feeling confused as Isaac left the room.

"J'onn called me this morning. Jeremiah wants to see us," Kara said, Alex now knowing why Kara removed Isaac from the room. She gave her a thankful glance. "Uhm…all of us I think. The three of us."

Eliza pursed her lips as she rolled her wedding rings around her finger. Alex cleared her throat as she shook her head. "I know, I feel the same way," Kara said, knowing from their reactions that they didn't want to see him either. "And I'm sorry that it took for Maggie to nearly die for me to realise he's the enemy," Kara said, looking across to her sister. "I wanted to believe, you know, I…"

"I understand," Alex told her. "Up until he almost killed you I wanted to believe it too," Alex said. "And a part of me still did until he shot Maggie," Alex looked across to her mother. "You okay, Mum?"

"I made my piece with who he'd become long ago," Eliza told her girls. "I love him. I'm always going to love him because he gave me you, Alexandra, and it's because of him that you came to us, Kara, so I'm always going to love him because he gave me my girls, but, I…." Eliza stopped talking. "I don't want to see him again." Eliza looked down and Alex could see how hurt she was. She was hurt just as much as she was and why wouldn't she be. She was his wife, after all.

"I'm sorry, Mum, I…." Alex stood up from the chair and walked over to the couch, kneeling down in front of her. Kara moved closer to her on the couch and put her hand on the small of her back, rubbing it gently as Alex's hands went onto her knees. "I was too busy thinking about how this affected me, and Kara, I never…" Alex trailed off as she looked to her sister. "You always just seemed so together, I never…" Alex bowed her head, feeling ashamed.

"It's not your job to worry about your me," Eliza told her. "It's a mother's job to worry about her kids and keep them safe. Shield them from hurt," Eliza said. "You are both mothers now. You understand that, right?"

"Yeah," Kara answered. "But Mum, you could have spoken to us. I mean, we are adults now, we can…we can help you through this too."

"You two will always be my little girls no matter how old you are," Eliza told them. "Even though you could both probably kill someone with one finger, to me you will always be my sweet, innocent girls," Eliza said, Kara and Alex both laughing a little at her comment. "And you girls have helped me. In more ways than you realise by just being you. And by giving me Maggie and Mike and my wonderful grandchildren," Eliza smiled up at her daughters. "You lot are all I need."

Alex opened her mouth to reply but stopped when Isaac came back into the room. "Mumma is asleep," Isaac said as he walked over to the couch. "Why you sitting like that Mum?" Isaac scratched the side of his head, looking at Alex who was still kneeling in front of Eliza, her hands still on her knees.

"I was just talking with Grandma," Alex pushed herself up to standing. "Come give her a hug." Alex told her son.

"Why?" Isaac wondered.

"Because it's nice to hug your Grandma." Alex told him and Isaac ran over and climbed up onto Eliza's knee, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. Eliza wrapped her arms around his tightly as she placed a kiss on the top of his head.


Alex walked up the stairs and into their bedroom, seeing Maggie wasn't in bed. She walked over to the en-suite and opened the door, seeing Maggie standing naked in front of the sink. She rushed over as she heard her wife wincing loudly as pain seared through her body as she was bending forwards, trying to wash herself. "Maggie." Alex spoke softly, startling her wife a little.

"I knew I should have locked that door." Maggie spoke coldly as she looked up to her wife, before wincing again.

Alex could see the pain on her wife's face. "I wish you would just let me help you," Alex told her. "I don't understand why this would be an issue," Alex sounded a little confused. "I…I mean I've seen your naked like a million times….I…..we've showered and bathed together plenty times before."

"Yeah but we're not exactly washing each other when we do that, are we?" Maggie questioned. "It just…" Maggie paused for a moment. "It's feels very belittling and degrading."

"Babe, I…." Alex started to talk but Maggie spoke over her.

"I want you to still want to be with me," Maggie told her. "You know, sexually," Maggie said as she broke eye-contract with her wife. "I don't want this to change the way you look at me."

"Maggie, I am always going to want to be with you in that way," Alex assured her as she stepped closer to her and rubbed her arm. "This isn't going to change anything between us. I'm here to help you in your recovery. No matter what that may be. I want to be here for you," Alex continued to rub Maggie's arm as she spoke in a soft, gentle tone. "No matter what, babe. You'll always have me." Maggie felt a smile etching on her face. She gave a little nod as she felt a tear trying to escape her eye. Alex brought her hand up and wiped it gently across her under eye, taking the tear with her. Maggie took a deep breath as she handed the washcloth to Alex. Alex took it in her hand, giving her wife a smile before leaning forward and placing a soft, delicate kiss on her lips.


"The only way this ship doesn't get launched is if you shoot me." Jeremiah told her. Maggie's hands began to tremble even more. Partly because of the weight of holding her arms and the gun up, partly because of the situation she was in. She closed her eyes as she felt her heart beating within her chest.

"Agent Sawyer, you need to do it. Do it now." J'onn instructed.

Maggie scrunched her eyes shut tighter. Her hands were shaking. "Jeremiah no," Maggie heard Kara's voice before she felt it. She gasped out in pain, opening her eyes and looking down as a second bullet hit her. She struggled for breath as her gun dropped from her hands, blood gushing out of her. "Maggie," Maggie felt hands on her as she slumped down, Kara falling with her, resting Maggie against her knees. "Maggie, you're going to be okay. We're going to get you out of here," Kara told her, worry and panic in her tone. "You'll be okay. I promise." Kara's voice was breaking as her eyes welled up with tears.

"Kara," Maggie's eyes were getting heavy. They shut for a moment before they opened again. "Tell Al…" Maggie trailed off, her breathing slowing. "Tell her….that….I love…her." Maggie murmured breathlessly before her eyes closed.

"No…no….Jeremiah, no." Maggie screamed as she opened her eyes. She looked around, seeing she was in her own bed, seeing her wife next to her.

Alex woke at the sounds of Maggie's screams. "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay," Alex assured her wife as she moved closer to her, wrapping her arms around her in an act of comfort. "It was just a bad dream."

"Just a bad dream." Maggie murmured as she leaned her head against her wife, Alex bringing her hand up and gently stroking her wife's hair.

"Just a bad dream," Alex repeated, continuing to brush her fingers through her wife's dark tresses. "Just close your eyes. Go back to sleep in my arms. I will always keep you safe." Alex placed a soft kiss on the top of Maggie's head.

"Every time I close my eyes I see him pointing that gun at me. I see the bullets flying towards me. I feel the blood pouring out of me. I see Kara. I see her looking down at me, telling me I am going to be okay." Maggie's voice was muffled against Alex's chest.

"Just try to relax. Don't think about it," Alex murmured, knowing that was easier said than done. "And hey, Chloe is sleeping. She's been sleeping for nearly 3 hours and that is some kind of record," Alex gave a little laugh. "Babe, we gotta take this chance and get some shuteye ourselves," Alex told her. "She'll be up for a feed soon so we don't have long."

Maggie looked up to Alex and managed to give her the smallest of smiles. "Can I give her a bottle?" Maggie questioned.

"As long as you can hold her without it hurting you too much." Alex gave a little nod. She didn't want to stop Maggie from feeding her daughter, but she didn't want her in pain either.

Maggie's smile grew larger. "Can you hold me, until then?" Maggie spoke shyly.

"Of course." Alex tucked Maggie's hair behind her ear as she looked deep into her big, brown eyes, the couple just staring at each other for a moment, before lying down in their bed, Alex opening her arm out. Maggie lay down, her head snuggling into the crook of Alex's neck. Alex wrapped her arm around her wife and placed a kiss on the top of her head, as they snuggled together to get some sleep.

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