"Lena, please," Kara begged. "Please, let me explain."

"I can't believe you," Lena spat, hurt and contempt swirling around her mind in equal measure. "A full year together and you never said a word. How could you, Kara?"

"I'm so sorry, Lee," Kara sobbed, reaching out for Lena's hand. Lena shrugged her off.

"Don't touch me!" she snapped. "You lost all right to do that when you lied to me."

"Lee, I wanted to tell you. You have to believe me. But I-"

"But what?" Lena snapped. "But what, Kara? Why didn't you?"

"I...I wanted to keep you safe, Lee."

"Please," Lena said, and Kara flinched at the contempt dripping from that single world. "Spare me. Everyone else knew. Don't you get how much that hurts, Kara?"

"I do, of course I do, Lee. I'm so sorry." Kara sank down onto the couch, dropping her head into her hands. Her tears were falling freely. Lena just stood there, still as a statue. A small part of her wanted to go to Kara, even now, to soothe her and tell her everything was okay. But it wasn't. Her girlfriend of a full year had been actively lying to her. She had never told her of her superhero alter ego. And she'd had so many chances.

"You could have- No, you should have told me, Kara." Lena said, reaching over to pick up her purse off Kara's kitchen counter. "But you didn't. And I'm done. We're done." The words tasted bitter leaving her mouth.

Kara raised her head from her hands, a look of shock on her face.

"Wha- Lena, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying we're over, Kara. I can't stay in a relationship with a liar. You're nothing to me, not anymore."

Kara stood up quickly. "Lena, wait. I love you. Please don't do this."

Lena had already turned away and began walking towards the door. "Goodbye, Kara." She didn't spare a second glance at her now ex-girlfriend as she left the apartment.

Kara collapsed onto the couch, her sobs wracking her body. Lena was gone. The love of her life was gone. And it was all her fault.

"Lena?" Her soft voice cut through the fog in Lena's brain. She lowered her glass to the table and looked around. There, on the balcony, stood Kara, clad in her Supergirl suit, hair flowing in the breeze. She looked so beautiful, standing there with the moon lighting her face.

Don't, her brain cut through her thoughts. She stood up, swaying slightly, as Kara entered the apartment.

"Lena, are you okay?" She looked so concerned, the lines on her face etched with worry.

"What do you care?" Lena slurred out, her anger coming out in full force. "You don't care about me."

"What? Of course, I do, Lena. I love you."

"Don't," Lena shouted. "Don't say that. You lied to me, Kara. You lied to me for years."

"I know," she said, ducking her head in shame. "I know I did, Lee, but I do love you."

"I don't need your love," Lena shouted. "Get out."

For a moment, Kara just stood there. Until Lena reached for the glass on the table and hurled it at the nearest wall. Kara flinched as the glass shattered.

"Get. Out," Lena said, her voice cold and clear, suddenly unaffected by the alcohol.

Without another word, Kara turned and took off into the sky. Lena sank to the floor, dissolving into tears.

"National City's Girl of Steel has done it again, saving at least a dozen people from a collapsing building this morning. What would we do without her?"

Lena felt her chest constrict at the words.

"Could you turn that off, please?" Lena asked the driver.

The man nodded and turned down the dial on the car radio. The silence was not an improvement. It left Lena alone with her thoughts, with her guilt and her pain. She looked out the window, taking in the sights of National City. The city she had moved to all those years ago to pay her family's debts, to share her space with a Super. The city where she had met Kara. The city that had become her home. Now, all she felt was a cold emptiness. She turned away from the window.

Kara came to see her two more times. Each time Lena's rage drove her away. The third time Kara showed up on her balcony, Lena's desperation and grief exploded out of her.

"I hate you," Lena said, her voice cold and hard.

This, more than anything, shocked Kara. The Super stumbled back, as if she'd been dealt a blow.

"Lena…"

"I do. I wish I'd never moved to this city, never met you."

"Lena, you don't mean that." Lena could see tears forming in the other woman's eyes. She remained impassive as she stood in front of the woman who had once meant everything to her.

"I do. Leave now. Do not contact me again."

"I- I am so sorry." At that, Kara took one last look at Lena before turning to leave. She launched herself into the sky.

Lena began to miss Kara about three weeks after that final conversation. She hadn't seen Supergirl in the news and, while her absence had initially been a relief, she was starting to worry. National City had never gone so long without its resident Super. But by the time she got up the courage to go to Kara's apartment - if only to tell her off again - the other woman was gone, her apartment empty.

Lena considered calling Kara. But what would she say? She knew she'd been too angry at her. Time had allowed her to cool off, to understand why Kara had lied. Time had allowed her to see just how much she still loved the kind hearted blonde, the city's Superhero. But she'd been so cruel, so cold. How could she talk to Kara after that?

One night, about two months after their breakup, Lena drank herself into a stupor. With zero inhibitions left, she dialed Kara's number, ready to apologize, to beg her to return to the city. But the phone number was no longer in service. Distraught and desperate, Lena threw her phone against her kitchen wall, shattering it, and fell to her knees. She woke up the next morning lying on her kitchen floor, with a monster hangover and a crushing ache in her chest.

"Alex," Lena knocked on the door again. "Alex, I know you're in there. Please, open the door."

The door swung open, revealing an angry red haired woman. "What, Lena? What do you want?"

Lena shuffled uneasily, suddenly overcome with nerves. "I...Do you know where she is?"

Alex rolled her eyes and began to shut the door. Lena reached out and stopped it with her hand.

"Please, Alex. I need to talk to her."

"About what, Lena? About how she's a liar? About how you broke her heart? What more could you possibly have to say?" Alex crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at the women on her doorstep. "There's absolutely no way I'm telling you where she is. Just leave her alone."

"Please, Alex," Lena said again, her voice bordering on desperate. "I know I was cruel to her. I know she left National City because of me, but I just want to talk to her. I need to apologize. To tell her...I still love her." The last four words came out at barely above a whisper.

"She didn't just leave National City because of you, Lena. She stopped being Supergirl. She stopped helping people. Her life's calling, down the drain. Because of you. So forgive me if I don't feel like sharing her current whereabouts."

Lena closed her eyes, a single tear rolling down her cheek. "I know. You're right. I messed up. I was hurt and I lashed out at her when she didn't really deserve it. All I want is the opportunity to make it right again. Please, Alex."

There must have been something in her voice. Alex continued to stare her down for a moment longer before her expression softened imperceptibly. She uncrossed her arms and stepped aside.

"Fine," she grumbled. "Come in."

By the time Lena had arrived at the small town Alex had directed her to, all trace of Kara was gone. The other woman had left a month previously, according to the owner of the small house Lena stood outside.

"Did she leave a forwarding address?" Lena asked, hopeful.

"No, nothing like that," the elderly woman said.

"Oh, well, thank you for your time." Lena returned to her car, sinking into the driver's seat. Her head collapsed into her hands as she fought back tears. The one lead she'd had for Kara and she was gone. Now what? How was she supposed to go on, knowing Kara was truly out of her reach? She couldn't stop the tears from falling.