Conversations on a Balcony

60

A/N: And this one makes 60!

For jms5g who asked for the scene where Kara and Cat see each other again for the first time after the heart attack. So, this one is an interlude into Conversations in a Recovery Room.

Translations:

/:nahkluv, :ukr :rao/: Thank you, Father Rao.


Kara froze to the spot at the recovery room door when she saw Cat hooked up to wires and a drip and monitors that made her super-ears hurt with their insistent beeping. Her mind flashed back to twenty-four hours earlier when the face she loved had been one moment smiling and the next slack and lifeless, and she'd had to superspeed across the kitchen to catch Cat, and Abby in Cat's arms, as they headed for a collision with the floor.

But she was drawn back to the present when her wife silently held out her hand, her smile slightly sheepish.

Cat's alive. She's really alive. Thank you, Alex. Thank you, Doctor Hamilton. Thank you, God. /:nahkluv, :ukr :rao/.

Kara let out a stuttering breath and hugged her daughter tighter to her as her shoulders sagged, the tension of the previous hours draining from her. Then she crossed the room, climbed onto the bed and snuggled up to Cat, careful of her incision site… then even more careful to keep Abby from inadvertently hurting her mother as she tried to give Cat sloppy kisses and smack her in the face with loving pats, all while burbling softly.

"I know you're scared," Cat said as she kissed Abby's and then Kara's foreheads. She stroked her wife's blonde hair gently. "I'm so sorry."

"Not your fault. And you're ok," Kara replied, voice shaky. "That's all that matters."

"You saved my life… again. Thank you, Kara."

The hero's breath hitched, and she closed her eyes as tears slowly trailed down her cheeks. "I can't live without you, Cat."

"Kara, Baby, listen to me," the older woman said softly. "If the unthinkable happens to either of us, the other HAS to live… for Abby. She has Alex and Carter as her godparents, but she needs at least one of her mothers. I need you to promise me that you'll live, Kara."

"I promise," the hero replied with a nod, rubbing her hand slowly up and down their daughter's back.

"I promise too." Cat chuckled then. "However, with this new apparatus for my ticker that Brainy gave me, I'll probably live to be older than the Crypt Keeper."

"The… who now?" Kara asked with a confused frown.

"The Crypt…" Cat stopped and shook her head with a little laugh. "Never mind. That's from before your time, Darling." She sobered then. "Seriously though, I don't know what I'd do without you. You're the love of my life, Kara."

"Well, I'M going to do my best to make sure that nothing ever happens to either of you," Alex said from the doorway. "How about I take my niece for a while and let you two have some time alone together?" Her eyebrows lifted teasingly. "But keep that privacy curtain open. Cat's heart will need some time to recover before you two get up to any hanky-panky." Kara handed the baby over with a laugh but then, without an ounce of shame, Cat threaded her hand into her wife's hair, leaned in and kissed her, taking her time to slowly reacquaint their lips and coaxing an involuntary moan from her. Alex cleared her throat as she and Abby headed for the door. "Alright then… we'll just… right… bye."

"You're baaaaad," Kara murmured as the lovers took a moment to gaze into each other's eyes.

"If there's anything I've learned from this experience…" Cat replied. "It's that we should always carpe diem."

And then she kissed her wife again.