Conversations on a Balcony
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A/N: Guys, sorry I'm a little slow to update. I've been sick. Just a tiny bit for today.
"/:ieiu/?"
"Yes, Honey?" Kara looked up from her laptop and smiled as her daughter held out her arms to her. She set the computer aside, lifted Abby up to sit sideways in her lap and smoothed her blonde curls back from her eyes. "Are you ok?"
It was bring-Abby-to-work day for Kara, and she chuckled as the little girl frowned and shook her head. "This place is kinda boring. I like daycare better."
"Really? You don't like hanging out with Mom and me at CatCo?"
Abby glowered a miniature-Cat-scowl this time. "Mom is always so busy. I don't get to see her."
"Ah…" Kara nodded. "I see. Well, how about we ask her if she's free for lunch?" She peered through the walls into her wife's office to make sure she was free and then pulled out her phone to hit Cat's contact. The older woman was rubbing slowly between her eyes, but a smile eased onto her face when she picked up her phone and saw who was calling.
"Hi, Sweetheart, everything ok?"
"Hey, Beautiful. Abby has something to ask you." Kara passed the phone to her daughter.
"Mommy, want to come to lunch with /:ieiu/ and me?" the little girl asked hopefully. She grinned then. "We're having cake." She was hoping it would sweeten the deal.
Cat chuckled softly. "I would absolutely love to have lunch with my two favorite girls. What time?"
Abby looked at Kara. "One o'clock," the Kryptonian whispered.
"One? Check your calendar?" Abby relayed the message making Cat laugh behind her hand.
"Sure, one works great for me," the CEO replied. "How about you and /:ieiu/?"
"Perfect. We'll pick you up," the little girl replied solemnly. "See you soon."
"See you soon, Baby Girl. I'm sending you big kisses. Give one to /:ieiu/ for me."
Abby grinned. "Ok, bye bye." She handed the phone back to her mother, who slipped it into her jacket pocket.
Kara had practically melted into a pulled of goo on the balcony floor and she hugged her child tightly as she marveled at how much like Cat Abby really was. She ran her hand slowly over her baby bump then and had to blink tears back as she wondered if Olivia would be like Cat too. She couldn't wait to find out.
"Only four more months," she whispered softly, as she kissed Abby's head.
