Alex's POV

Weeks went by and I continued to fool J'onn. He only checked my forearms and could not see the many marks on my bicep. To him I seemed okay. I was doing better as far as he could tell; however, that was far from the truth. The truth was that i was digging my nails into my bicep everyday, sometimes multiple times a day. He could not know this though. What is he gave up on me?

I rolled out of bed, not having time to feel sorry for myself. I had to lead the recruits on their first field mission with Supergirl today. It should be a simple mission, just apprehending a shoplifting alien.

At the Mission

"Wilson I watch your six. You go in first," I said as we stood outside a convenience store, "Everyone else follow our lead. Remember Supergirl is here incase you screw up, but try not to do that."

Wilson nodded as he stepped through the door, "Freeze," he yelled at the alien who was hold the storekeeper with his tentacles. However, Wilson was the one who froze as another tentacle shot out and knocked his weapon from his hand. "Recruits move in," I yelled. The rest of the recruits moved in and all but two were caught up in tentacles. Only Cooper and myself remained. "Do you need me?" I heard Kara in my ear. "Not yet. Let it play out. No lives are in danger," I replied.

"Cooper, we need to tangle is tentacles. You go high and to the right. I will go low and to the left," I said. Soon the tentacles were tangled like pretzel and the mission was close to being a complete success. However, one tentacle was left out and it sent my flying across the room into the shelves. Cooper quickly evaded it and Supergirl swept in with freeze breath to stop its tracks. "Still not bad for a first mission," she said to Cooper then flew over to help me up. "We need to get you checked out in case of any internal bleeding," she said "You hit that brick wall pretty hard."

"I'm fine," I said. "We're getting you checked, and you know J'onn would agree," she insisted. "Okay," I gave in.

At the DEO

I sat in the med bay with Kara waiting for a medic to come check me out. After a couple of minutes one quickly walked through the door with a clipboard in hand. "Alright Agent Danvers looks like we are just doing a standard check up. Can you lay back for me?" she said. I laid down on the table and stared at the ceiling as she pressed on my legs and stomach, asking if anything hurt very much. "No," I replied. Finally, she pressed on my bicep, and despite my attempt to stifle a reaction, I must have winced.

"Look's like there is a wound there. Can you take your shirt of so I can see if it needs cleaning?" she said.

I could not do that. She would see the scars. Kara would see the scars. "No thank you," I said, I can clean up at home.

"Come on Alex, this is not time for modesty," Kara replied, "You have a tank top on underneath."

The medic watched as my heart rate began to rise on the monitor, and my eyes drifted to the clip on my finger.

"Okay, can you give us the room?" Kara suggested to the medic as she saw my heart rate climb well above its normal resting rate.

"Alex, something else has got to be going on here," she said, "Please talk to me."

"Get J'onn please," I replied.

It was time to come clean.

Not even a full minute later, I'm guessing because of super speed, they were by my side. I was holding back tears as they stood next to me, now sitting up on the side of the bed. "Its okay Alex," J'onn said. "We're your family," added Kara.

I couldn't speak. I was overwhelmed by fear of what Kara would think, and what J'onn would think when he knew I'd been hiding things from him. I had to rip the bandaid off. I slipped my shirt over my head to where I was just wearing a black tank top. My arms were revealed for both to see. "Alex, why?" Kara questioned. "My dad," was all I could say. J'onn moved in closer quickly, and I braced for a lecture. However, that is not what I received. Some of the scar tissue had been sliced open in the fall, and my arm also had many other bruises. He grabbed an alcohol wipe and began wipe the dried blood off. The he took a big bandage and wrapped it all the way down my arm from my bicep to my wrist. Kara looked on in despair. J'onn remained silent until his work was done. "Clearly the three of us need to talk about this, but we might want to do that somewhere more private, like your apartment," J'onn said.

J'onn tossed saw some blood had seeped onto my shirt and handed me his jacket to cover the bandage. I mustered up my toughest face as I walked through the halls of DEO flanked by Kara and J'onn. Everyone pretended not to stare, but I know they were talking about us while we were in that room.

"Just keep walking," Kara whispered in my ear.

A couple minutes later, we had made it to the parking garage and were climbing into J'onn's car.