Conversations on a Balcony

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A/N: Chupeydupey asked for some Kara/Abby pouting and a balcony scene where Cat eviscerates Max. Your wish is my command! And sorry, it got a lot longer than I'd originally thought it would be!


Kara was pouting.

Epically.

Cat chuckled as she ran a fingertip across her wife's downturned lips and looked into blue eyes full of sadness. "You know we can't bring her, Sweetheart."

"But it's our hotel," Kara argued, the crinkle between her brows deepening.

"But it's not our event," Cat reasoned. "Besides, it's no place for a toddler. You know there's going to be drinking and…" She gave Kara a meaningful look. "Canoodling."

"Canoodling?" Kara repeated.

"Kara, you do know what this thing is we're going to, right?"

"Uh…" The younger blonde blinked. "I… actually… no."

Cat rolled her eyes affectionately. "It's a vintners convention. We were invited to this afterparty because we're collectors. There'll be different wine tastings so everyone is probably going to be drunk at the end of the night which means there will probably be…"

"Canoodling." Kara looked at her child who was waiting with an identical pout to her Kryptonian mother's, on her sweet face. "Oh heck no." She kneeled next to Abby's playpen and took her tiny hand to kiss its palm. "I'm sorry, Baby, but you can't come tonight. It's for grownups only." She glanced over at Alex, who was sitting on the arm of the sofa with a grin on her face. "Aunt Alex and Aunt Kelly are going to take good care of you, ok?" She lifted an eyebrow at her sister. "Where IS your fiancée?"

"Working late," Alex replied with a shrug. "She'll be here in a while."

Abby's bottom lip quivered as she gazed unhappily at her parents. "Wan't'come," she said, her eyes starting to glow.

Alex shook her head with a chuckle. "Ooooooookkkk…" She scooped her niece up into her arms and smooched her cheek, pleased when her eyes cooled. "Time for Mom and /:ieiu/ to go, while Abby and Aunt Alex go look at the stars and have pizza with Aunt Kelly. Say goodnight, Parents."

Cat stroked her daughter's hair back and kissed her forehead. "Night, Sweetheart, Love you."

Kara smiled and did the same. "Be good for Aunt Alex. Love you, Baby Girl."

"Bye bye. Wuv you," Abby replied. Then she patted Alex's face and pointed toward the kitchen. "Ant Awex. Juice."

"PLEASE," Cat and Kara said at the same time.

"Peeaaassseeeee?" the toddler repeated dutifully.

Alex chuckled and carried her away, muttering. "Now I know what your /:ieiu/ was like when she was three… pout an'all."

Cat grinned and offered a hand to her wife. "Who's driving?"

Kara grasped it and led them toward the front door. "I am, of course. You've got wine tasting to do."

"Thanks, Baby."

"Makes sense, since I can't get drunk."

"True."

Fifteen minutes later, they were on the highway in Kara's BMW convertible, heading for the Grand Mariner Hotel with radio blaring as the Kryptonian sang her heart out to her favorite Metallica song. "Sleep with one eye open… Gripping your pillow tight… Exit light… Enter night… Take my hand… We're off to never never-land!" She head-banged briefly, making Cat laugh, reach across the console to where Kara's hand was resting on the gear shifter and lace their fingers together.

"Isn't this a little before your time?" the older woman asked with a smile.

Kara drew their hands to her lips and kissed Cat's. "Well, technically, if I was human, it would've been released around the year I was born but…" She shrugged. "Is what it is. I just like Metallica."

"Me too," Cat admitted with a smile. "I interviewed them years ago. Nice guys."

Kara let go of Cat's hand to take an exit, then a few moments later, pulled up outside their hotel. She got out of the car and trotted around to open Cat's door for her. They shared a brief kiss and then, hand in hand, headed for the steps up to the lobby. Kara tossed her keys to the valet on duty and winked at her. "Not a scratch, Bobbi," she teased.

"Of course not, Miss Kara," she replied with a grin. "No way I'm hurting your baby."

"She totally has a thing for you," Cat said with a chuckle as they climbed the steps together and pushed through the revolving door to enter the lobby.

"She's cute," Kara mused. "Maybe I'll ask her out." Cat's meaningfully raised eyebrow made her laugh, and she shook her head as she tugged at her fitted tuxedo jacket to straighten it. "Totally kidding."

"Have I told you how absolutely delicious you look tonight?" the older blonde said as she fingered the silk lapels of the jacket and then let her eyes roam down over Kara's tall form, taking in the tight cut of her black tapered tuxedo pants and the black heels that finished the ensemble. Kara's long hair was free to spill down her chest, and her eye makeup, heavier than what she'd normally wear, made her blue eyes pop behind her glasses. Cat suddenly had an urge to drag her away to somewhere private so she could ravish her. Her wife wasn't wearing a shirt and the black lace of her bra peeked past the lapels of the jacket, making Cat want to press her lips to the small mole she knew was nestled between the hero's breasts. Kara felt sexy in her outfit and her energy was driving her wife a little wild.

The Kryptonian seemed to read her mind and leaned in to whisper in Cat's ear, running her hand discreetly over her butt. "Mmmm…. I know you're not wearing anything under your dress. I'm aching to be inside you."

Cat swallowed hard and pressed her hands against Kara's chest, looking up into her eyes. "Later, Darling. I promise."

Kara nodded with a smile and then took her wife's hand again to lead her into the function room where they'd celebrated their wedding over four years previously. "Dance with me," she said, and guided Cat directly to the dance floor to twirl her as they took their places. The small orchestra was playing a waltz and the hero led her wife around the floor expertly. "Those lessons we took have sure paid off," she murmured. "I'm so glad we did that."

"Me too," Cat replied with a sigh. "I love dancing with you."

The hero chuckled then. "Looks like we're drawing a crowd," she said, noticing that a small group of partygoers had come to the edge of the dancefloor to watch them.

"How about a drink?" Cat suggested and her wife nodded her agreement. "I'll bring it to you on the balcony. What would you like?"

"Surprise me," Kara replied with a grin. She twirled Cat one more time and then they parted ways, Kara heading for the pergola on the balcony while Cat went to the bar.

It was a typically warm California night and the Kryptonian enjoyed the light breeze that lifted her hair a little. It was quiet there, with only the gentle strains of music floating to her through the closed door. The flowers covering the pergola above her were releasing a sweet scent and she closed her eyes as all the memories she and Cat had shared there surfaced and made her smile. She thanked Rao once more for the eight years they'd known each other.

Then a hand was on the small of her back and she turned, her lip curling up into a tender smile. "That was q…" But she stopped as she realized that the hand wasn't Cat's and she stepped away from it with a frown.

"Kara Danvers-Grant," Max Lord said in a seductive tone, his eyes slightly unfocused from all the wine tasting he'd obviously already done that night. "You look positively edible. Are we dancing?"

Some other guests had wandered out onto the balcony behind him and, rather than make a scene, Kara just nodded and took his proffered hand. "I didn't know you were a wine collector," the blonde said quietly as she moved into his arms. Her heels brought her height equal to his. Max's swaying was uncoordinated though, and she sighed as she anticipated his clumsy steps. He was tipsier than she'd originally thought.

"I own a couple of vineyards in southern Cali," the man replied. "You and Cat should visit sometime."

"Maybe," the blonde said.

"So," he went on. "I was wondering if you and Cat might be looking for… something a little different in your marriage. I'm single you know…. And I'm sure Cat told you that she and I had sex a few times before. She can tell you how good I am."

"No, Max," Kara replied. "Cat and I only need Cat and I in our marriage."

"But you're really hot," the man went on, oblivious to the green eyes staring from between the balcony doors. Kara saw them though and winced as Cat's face darkened.

And then Maxwell Lord made the BIGGEST mistake of his life. Bigger than all the things he'd done to bring the DEO and Supergirl's wrath upon himself in the past.

He tried to kiss Kara…

… Who ducked his lips and stepped back out of his arms with one fingertip pressed against his chest. "Big mistake, Buddy," she said as she saw Cat close the distance between them and set the two champagne glasses she was carrying down on a table as she stormed past it. The other people on the balcony saw her coming and quickly ducked back into the function room, away from the potential carnage.

"MAXWELL LORD," the older woman snarled, and Max turned with eyebrows raised.

"Cat!" he said with the beginning of a smile.

Kara sighed and closed her eyes. "Shit."

Cat's fist connected solidly with the man's jaw, the impact sending him several steps back into a table he fell over, and then rolled off onto the floor. "You! You… slimy… greasy… smarmy… tiny dicked… no good excuse for a man. How DARE you! Keep your lying lips and filthy hands off my wife!"

Max sat up and rubbed his jaw. "Hey," he whined. "I was just being friendly."

Cat growled and went after him again, but Kara grabbed her gently around the waist and applied a little bit of super strength to stop her. "Let it go, Baby," she said gently into Cat's ear. "You know he's not worth the lawsuit."

The older woman struggled for a moment and then finally relaxed, holding up her hands. "Ok, ok!" But then she winced and looked at her right hand, trying to make a fist and gritting her teeth against the pain as Max picked himself up off the floor and straightened his jacket. Cat looked at her wife. "Ow," she said.

Kara discretely lowered her glasses and x-rayed Cat's hand. "Oh Baby, that's fractured," she said. "We need to get you to the ER."

"It was worth it," the older woman replied as she scowled at Max and then watched him head dejectedly back into the function room. "I'm having him banned from the hotel."

"Cat," the hero said gently. "LordTech gives us a lot of business. Let's just be satisfied that you clocked him one." Cat opened her mouth to protest but Kara kissed her gently, delaying her irate words for a long pleasurable moment. Then the hero smiled adoringly. "I'm very grateful that you did that, by the way."

The older woman couldn't help but return the smile. "You are?"

"You punched a guy in the face for making a pass at me. That makes me feel loved and protected." She chuckled then. "Besides, you probably just kept me out of jail because if I'd hit him, he would have fallen over this balcony and splatted on the pavement down there. It would have made a terrible mess too."

Cat laughed softly and cradled her injured right hand in her left palm. "In that case…" She kissed her wife gently. "You're welcome."

They walked together back through the function room and into the lobby. "Hey, Cat?"

"Yes, Darling?"

Kara's eyes narrowed. "Does he really have a tiny dick?"

"Definitely a grower," Cat replied with a smirk.

And Kara laughed happily. "Brilliant!"

"Yup!"