Conversations on a Balcony
36
Kara was lying on the couch on the living room balcony, her feet in Cat's lap as they quietly watched the setting sun together. The CEO was in her silk robe, rubbing the hero's toes absently as her mind wandered through all the different things that'd happened during the day.
Kara was in shorts and a tank top and totally powerless after having used too much heat vision to take down an alien villain. She was tired and sore and, honestly, a little grumpy. "This sucks," she muttered, as she squirmed a little, trying to get more comfortable on what now felt like the thinnest cushion in the world.
Cat's eyebrows lifted and she chuckled softly. "My rubbing your feet?" she teased, stopping her motions and then tweaking her girlfriend's big toe.
"That's not what I meant, Cat," Kara scowled, tone snippy.
"I can see now that teasing was not the right choice," Cat teased again as she resumed her massage.
Kara's lips lifted in a touch of a smile. "Sorry." She took a deep breath and then blew it out. "I'll stop being a bitch."
"Is this the first time you've been powerless since we've known each other?" Cat asked but then she frowned. "No..." She answered her own question. "That day you cut your finger in my office..."
"Yeah," Kara replied. "I blew out my powers right before the big earthquake. Stupid army..." She stopped and shook her head. "Classified thing I can't talk about."
Cat chuckled softly. "So THAT'S where you were. I KNEW there had to be a reason why you were MIA."
"Technically, I was out on the streets as Kara Danvers trying to help but... that day was really tough." the hero sighed.
The older woman smiled lovingly. "It's in your blood, isn't it?"
"Hmmm?"
"The driving desire to help people... to be a hero."
Kara thought about that for a moment. "Maybe," she conceded. "It's not something I'd ever want to give up. But I don't think there's a blood test for it." Her natural optimism resurfaced then and her face eased into a peaceful smile. "I just want to be useful."
And Cat remembered those same words coming from a younger version of her lover the very first time she'd met her at ten-fifteen... the day her life had changed forever, for the better.
