All My Tomorrows (Belong To You)
Rating: T
Characters: Oliver Queen, Kara Danvers, Alex Danvers, Maggie Sawyer, Lena Luthor, J'onn J'onzz, Winn Schott, John Diggle, Dinah Drake, Curtis Holt, Rene Ramirez, Thea Queen, Quentin Lance…
Summary: Oliver Queen has been called a great many things in his life, ranging from GQ's sexiest man alive to a public menace as the Green Arrow. Quite recently CatCo. magazine officially branded him as something he had never imagined being called:
Supergirl's boyfriend.
And he didn't hate it.
(Part two of the 'Together We're Unlimited' series)
Author's Note: Ummmmm...I got bored of studying and wrote this?
Fully gonna make y'all wait two months for the next chapter though, even if I have already written it.
Chapter 1
"Felicity just got a call from Earth-38, the DEO have traced the hack on their systems." Dinah informed them
"And?" Oliver asked.
"Apparently it's led back to Cadmus."
He shouldn't have been surprised. Lillian Luthor. He had been hoping that the Daxamite invasion would have been the last they would hear from Cadmus, that she and her cohorts would have slunk off to the shadows and left them alone. Oliver felt Kara tense up next to him at the mention of Cadmus. Even if he couldn't fully empathise with Kara's fear of the organisation, he could understand at least some of it. Lillian Luthor scared Kara. That made her just one more problem Oliver was going to solve at the point of an arrow.
There was a line even he drew in the sand, there had to be one somewhere. Unlike most, Oliver was just willing to cross that line when he needed to. There wasn't a line he wouldn't cross to keep Kara safe.
Gently squeezing her hand to bring Kara back to focus, he turned to face her, locking eyes with the Kryptonian.
"Ready to go save the world again?"
3 Months Later – Earth-38
"Left!"
The shouted instruction from Alex was the only reason Kara managed to throw up a block in time. Her left arm shot up just quick enough to send the blow out wide, narrowly avoiding what could have been a particularly vicious strike to the side of the head.
Of course, Oliver would have held back if he thought he was going to made contact.
She was not on form. Oliver could feel the lack of focus in the clumsy blocks and counter attacks Kara was throwing up against him. She didn't usually manage to last long when they sparred anyway, with the red sun lamps leaching her powers Kara's combat training paled in comparison to his own. Still, she normally put up a good showing, even though Kara hadn't once managed to best him – save for one occasion but Oliver refused to count it because;
Kara had cheated
There were no witnesses
There was a usually steely determination in Kara when they sparred together, a determination Oliver couldn't see anywhere in her.
Deciding to stop prolonging the inevitable, Oliver ducked low under one of Kara's punches, rolled out behind her, and swept out a right handed attack that took Kara's feet out from under her. Oliver turned the rest of the way around on the balls of his feet just in time to catch Kara before she hit the floor. Even if she would heal from any injuries the moment the red sun lamps were switched off, Oliver still avoided letting her get hurt if at all possible. The ends of her blonde hair brushed against the padded floor, and Oliver smiled good naturedly as he looked down at her.
There was a resounding groan from the handful of DEO agents that had been watching them spar. Ever since he and Kara had taken to training at the DEO, a fresh betting pool had started on when or if Kara might finally best Oliver. Whereas most of the agents had put money on Supergirl finally learning his style well enough to best him after at most a couple of months, Maggie had slapped down three-hundred dollars on a desk and proudly put it all on Kara not being able to best him by the end of the year. Up to that point, it seemed that Maggie would be the only one winning any money out of the pool at all.
The agents who had been watching them all filtered out of the room as Oliver and Kara both got back to their feet, and the harsh red hue of the sun lamps faded out to a warm yellow. Oliver turned briefly to look at Alex, who plucked up a towel from a pile on one table and threw it across the room to him. Plucking the towel deftly out of the air, Oliver passed it across to Kara, a rare sheen of sweat on her forehead.
"What is it?" He asked as Kara patted her face down. Kara lowered the towel from her face and fixed him with a questioning stare. "It usually takes me at least thirty seconds to put you on your ass. You're distracted, I think you keep forgetting how well I know you, Kara."
The Kryptonian sighed. "It's Lena."
Oliver had been expecting it. The moment Winn had confirmed that the hack on the DEO database had been done by Cadmus Oliver saw the inevitability chasing Lillian Luthor would bring. Lena was Kara's best friend and – even if she didn't know about Kara's double life – Supergirl was leading the charge to take down her mother.
"I-she's been helping Supergirl try to track down Lillian and Cadmus," Kara continued after a moment. "And I can tell that's not easy for her, but I can't comfort her as Supergirl because we don't have that kind of relationship, and I can do it as Kara Danvers because she's got no idea that I know that there's something wrong."
He had given some thought to the dilemma, over the three months they had been tracking Cadmus with every spare second he had seen the issue building. His own experiences and training might have taught Oliver to keep his other identity hidden, but even he wasn't too jaded to realise that his teachers might have been wrong. Laurel, Thea, even his mother, had all embraced his other identity when they found out the truth. It had helped them to understand him, who he was and why he did the things he did.
"You should tell her," Oliver spoke before Kara could continue spiralling. "You should tell Lena who you are." At the bewildered look Kara gave him, Oliver knew he needed to give her more.
Knowing they needed to have an honest conversation, Oliver took a few steps towards the edge of the raised platform they had been sparing own and dropped down to sit on the lip. Kara quickly followed suit, taking a seat beside him. Sucking in a deep breath to centre himself, Oliver continued.
"I know I haven't been…entirely forthcoming about some of my experiences…" He began.
"And I've never wanted to push you for that, Oliver." Kara quickly responded when he paused. "I want to know all of you, but you and I know better than most that people are entitled to their secrets."
Oliver took her hand and smiled. "I know and thank you. You remember me telling you about Tommy?" He knew that she did, one more benefit of her Kryptonian physiology was that Kara's memory was enhanced beyond all comprehension. "Before he died, Tommy found out about my secret. I told him about my secret. But I didn't…I didn't do it because I wanted to tell him, my back was against the wall and it was the only way to save his father's life. And Tommy knew that, he knew that under any other circumstances I never would have told him. If Lena finds out like that, she won't believe that you'd ever have told her willingly. Right now, the world isn't ending, there's no alien invasion breathing down our necks. You should tell her."
Kara stalled for a moment, processing what he had told her.
"I—I didn't expect you to say that." She admitted.
Oliver wrapped an arm around Kara's shoulders and pulled her into his side. On instinct, Kara rested her cheek down on Oliver's shoulder, and he ducked down to press a kiss to the top of her head.
"I can be there when you tell her, if you want?" He offered.
He felt Kara shake her head on his shoulder. "I still haven't introduced you two properly, I should do it alone."
"I meant more on a rooftop across the street ready to shoot her if she…you know." Oliver said through a grin.
Kara bolted upright, a smile breaking through onto her lips. In an action she had done seemingly a hundred times in the last few months, Kara playfully swatted at Oliver's shoulder. With deft reflexes, Oliver caught her wrist before her hand could make contact – the solar lamps having not fully recharged her – and pulled Kara towards him. The Kryptonian slid forward and Oliver met her lips with a kiss. Kara's free hand snaked around Oliver's back, fisting in his shirt and pulling him closer to her. Oliver responded in kind, dropping her wrist and cupping the back of her neck.
After a few moments the two broke apart, slightly breathless and both grinning wildly. Still locking eyes with Oliver, Kara slowly and deliberately ran her tongue along her lips. Before Oliver could reach out to pull Kara into another kiss, the Kryptonian got up to her feet.
"Don't forget we're supposed to be doing dinner with Maggie and Alex tonight." She remined as she started towards the door.
"Do we have to?" Oliver let out a small groan of frustration that stopped her in her tracks. "As much as I…tolerate your sister and Maggie a whole dinner means I've got to act like a decent human being. And you know what a strain that puts on me."
After three months the ribbing was just as much a part of their relationship as any other. Being with Kara unlocked a lightness in Oliver that he had almost forgotten was a part of him. Between Kara's boundless lightness, Maggie's unrelenting sass, and Alex's pointed sarcasm, Oliver had managed to pick up something of a sense of humour of his own that extended beyond gallows humour. Befitting his childish comment, Kara threw the towel – that had still been draped over one shoulder – with just enough super-strength that it perfectly careened into his face. By the time he had pulled the offending fabric from his face to the sounds of Kara's laughter, the Kryptonian was already halfway out the door.
"We're staying at my place tonight, right?" She asked.
"Yeah," Oliver got to his feet and discarded the towel to the floor. "It'll be easier if we're spending time with Alex and Maggie, and it's not like it'll take me long to get to work in the morning."
One of the advantages of Cisco's interdimensional extrapolators was that it made little difference to them who's apartment they stayed in. After a night at Kara's, Oliver could open a breach straight into his private restroom at City Hall and no one would be any the wiser that he had spent the previous night in another dimension, and likewise Kara would often breach straight to the DEO on Earth-38 from his apartment on Earth-1. Another side effect of their relationship was that they had nudged Cisco to make some modifications to their cell phones that had been rolled out among everyone in their circle, allowing them to make phone calls or send texts no matter what dimension they were in. That particular innovation had taken Team Flash only a week to work out.
The logistics of trying to live in two different dimensions had been one of Oliver's initial concerns once he and Kara had started dating but the efficiency of Cisco's tech had allowed him to entirely dismiss that particular concern with ease.
"I've got to go get some work done at CatCo. But I'll catch you back at the apartment later?" Kara smiled.
Oliver crossed the rest of the short distance to Kara as he answered. "I might have to head back to Earth-1 for a little while if something comes up that they need me for, but I'll be back before tonight."
"Great," Kara levitated off the ground to match Oliver's height and press a quick kiss on his lips. "I'll see you tonight."
With that, Kara turned in the air and quickly disappeared in a blur of colour and a whoosh of wind. For a moment, Oliver looked on after her, a slightly dopey smile still on his lips, before regaining his centre and starting towards the main hub of the DEO to head out. As soon as he reached mission control, Oliver noticed Winn, Alex, and J'onn all gathered around the monitor at Winn's station.
"We got something?" Oliver asked walking up to the small group.
As if only just noticing his presence, J'onn took a step back, offered Olivera curt nod and headed off towards his office. Alex simply grinned, leaning back against the desk. Winn on the other hand, looked a little nervous. Oliver took a few steps closer and made out the image that was on the screen. It was a freeze frame, taken on one of the DEO's internal camera just moments prior, of Oliver staring at Kara like a lovestruck teenager.
"I think it's sweet." Alex sniggered next to him.
Oliver fixed the agent with a glare for a moment before turning his attention to Winn, who was still sat in his swivel chair. With one hand, Oliver gripped the backrest of the seat and leant down menacingly over Winn.
"Winn," Oliver began almost casually. "Have you ever been shot with an arrow?"
The tech guru paled. "I—uh, no…sir."
"If you want to keep it that way, then I'd suggest that this footage…" Oliver paused for a moment, cocking his head to one side as if he were actually in thought. "…accidentally gets wiped from the DEO servers."
"That sounds like a—a great idea. G—good note." Winn stammered.
"Good man." Oliver slapped Winn on the shoulder in what would have seemed a friendly gesture if he hadn't used so much force.
"Danvers." Oliver nodded tersely at Alex as he turned on his heel and started back towards the elevator bank.
He almost made it to the elevator before he heard Alex call out. "You know I've already taken a picture of that right?"
XXX
The four had decided to order Chinese to Kara's apartment, all of them had learnt the hard way that being superheroes meant sit-down meals in restaurants rarely went according to plan. Maggie and Alex had turned up before Kara had, the Kryptonian getting caught up in research for an article. So, the three of them had opened a bottle of wine and sat around the island waiting for Kara to arrive. As awkward as Oliver had felt on his first trip to Earth-38, he had grown increasingly comfortable with Maggie and Alex's company, the former especially reminding him oddly of Tommy with her crass and tactless comments. Idle conversation occupied them for a while, until Maggie suddenly brightened up, a worrying smile crossing her face.
"So, you know that we've all been betting on you and Kara lately, right?" The detective began.
"Yes…" Oliver answered warily.
"Well, we've got another going that I need an answer on. Babe, you might want to block your ears for this one," Maggie addressed that last part to Alex. The agent didn't heed her girlfriend's advice simply fixing Maggie with a curious look. "Your funeral." Maggie shrugged.
At that moment, Kara floated in though the lounge window, clad in her Supergirl suit. Smiling at the group, Kara made her way across to them, giving Alex a one armed hug before moving around to press a quick kiss against Oliver's lips. It worried Oliver even more that Maggie's grin was somehow wickeder that it had been before.
"Oh, even better, she's here." Maggie flashed her dimples at Kara before turning her attention back to Oliver. "So, Kara's totally a bottom, right?"
Immediately, Kara flushed a deeper red than Oliver had ever seen on her. At the same time, he found his face suddenly wet as Alex spat out a mouthful of wine, spluttering and coughing at Maggie's crassness. Oliver himself was dumbstruck.
"I'm not going to dignify that with an answer, Sawyer." Oliver manged after a moment.
"Oh, come on," Maggie pushed, leaning back casually. "Ever since Supergirl finally became a Superwoman we've all been curious. And you know I'm gonna keep asking until you tell me."
A strangled noise escaped Kara's mouth. "You know I could throw you into the sun?"
"And yet…" Maggie beamed like a picture of innocence.
Knowing fully well that Maggie wouldn't relent in her questioning until she had an answer that she deemed suitable, Oliver turned his head to look at Kara, a red flush still filling her cheeks. He met her eyes, rising one eyebrow in a silent question that Kara read well enough to offer a defeatist nod, letting him take the lead. When Oliver looked back to Maggie, her grin had doubled.
"She's…vocal about what she likes." Oliver offered.
Alex slapped her forehead down on the countertop, groaning loudly at the overdose of information she clearly didn't want to know. Maggie on the other hand threw her head back and let of a laugh that would have been better suited on a Shakespearean witch. When Maggie finally calmed down, she looked back to Kara.
"Well shit, Little Danvers, you just cost me twenty bucks." Maggie slapped a flat palm against the table in defeat.
By a small mercy, the deliver chose that moment to arrive, a knocking at the door pulled the group's attention. Kara quickly sped through to her bedroom to change out of her super suit, while Oliver got to his feet and grabbed the small stack of bills that he had left on the kitchen countertop in preparation. Before he managed to make it to the door, Kara sped back into the room and ahead of him, beaming as she pulled open the door took the three bags of food that had been bundled up in the arms to the delivery boy. Laughing at his girlfriend's eagerness, Oliver handed the bills over and waved off the offer of change before closing the door again.
Putting Maggie's questioning out of mind, Kara used her super-speed to open up the bags and place the takeout containers on the island while Oliver carried across a plate for each of them. the foursome quickly piled their plates high with food before moving over to the sofas to eat.
"So, how's Jeremiah settling in, he's somewhere in the Andes, right?" Oliver asked after a while.
"Yeah," Alex spoke around a mouthful of food. She paused for a few moments, swallowing before she continued. "One of the conditions of his pardon is that he can't work for any organisation like the DEO that would give him access to confidential information. He's decided to volunteer at a charity group in Peru that helps displaced aliens."
Oliver was beyond pleased that his plan for Jeremiah had worked, that enlisting his help had given J'onn enough weight to go to President Marsdin and ask for the pardon. He had offered to be there himself at the hearing, to provide a character reference and attest to Jeremiah's motivations for working for Cadmus since he had been the only person Jeremiah had willingly confessed them to. But J'onn had reminded Oliver that given he didn't technically exist on Earth-38 and was himself regularly engaged in illegal activity (as, unlike Supergirl, he didn't officially work for the government) his testimony wouldn't count for much.
"Why Peru?" He asked.
"It's where he met J'onn." Kara supplied. "You heard that he saved J'onn from the real Hank Henshaw, right?" When Oliver nodded, she continued. "Well that was somewhere in the Peruvian Andes, so he thought there was some sort of poetry in going back there, I think."
"But he's agreed to fly back to walk me down the aisle." Alex smiled, taking Maggie's free hand with her own and beaming at her fiancé.
Kara rolled her eyes and prodded at her sister with the toes of one foot. "You know I'm still mad you proposed while I was on Earth-1, right?"
"Yup."
Alex grinned, dropping Maggie's hand so she could pluck up a spring roll from her plate and throw it at Kara. The Kryptonian supersped her mouth into the path of the offending piece of dim sum and caught it expertly. Chewing with a smug grin, Kara leant back at her seat as Alex flipped her the bird. Across the gap between the two sofas, Maggie caught Oliver's eyes.
"Ever wonder what mistakes we must have made in a past life to get stuck dating these dorks?"
Oliver smiled. "I'm thankful for those mistakes every day."
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