Kryptonian Nights 15
Deanlu
Supergirl is the property of DC comics and the CW. I am borrowing the characters for a little fun and storytelling.
Maggie
Kara Danvers reporter for Catco magazine knew she was pushing her limits. Since the Reign issue she had been keeping a low profile as Supergirl only assisting when it was above the training of the emergency services. She had been concentrating on her reporting. So far she was being lauded for her piece on the Kryptonian Doomsday Cult and Reign, a piece on Lena Luthor and the Alien Hospitals that she had set up, but now she was in Bari, Italy doing a piece that neither Lena or Jimmy had approved. She had been gone from National City for two weeks only returning when Director Danvers needed her help. Alex had questioned her at length on what she was investigating, but she had told her that she couldn't say until the piece was almost finished. That had not sat well with Alex, but she also knew she didn't have much of a choice with Kara right now. So Alex had relented for now.
Kara slipped into the warehouse where she had set up cameras and video from the day before. Quickly, using her Kryptonian speed she collected all the camera's and video slipping them into her side satchel. She then quietly exited the warehouse and headed back down the narrow streets. She slipped into a local coffee shop and pulled out a notebook she had been carrying.
"Kara, good to see you have returned again." The sweet Italian waitress batted her eyes flirting with the Kryptonian even as she delivered her coffee and croissants. Kara watched as the woman walked away with a satchel, then shook her head. She didn't have time for distractions. Kara examined the notes she had taken for her story. It was almost finished. She figured tonight she would transmit. All she needed to do was go over the pictures and video, type up the last two sections of the investigative article, then transmit the whole lot to Jimmy and Snapper. She had over thirty sources along with all the documents, photos, and video now. She leaned back in her chair taking a long drink of her coffee. She loved Bari. She could get lost in it's alleyways and thoroughfares. The restaurants and little shops had kept her curiosity up while she had been there. Her next story would not be as easy. Snapper had sent her a secret message last night that she was on her way to Afghanistan. It had not been approved by Lena and James. They were not in the know about her stories so she was told to not send anything to them until finished. That was fine by Kara considering one of the reasons she had left was her friends relationship was hard to watch.
"Kara? Kara Danvers?" A familiar voice questioned the young reporter. Kara looked up surprised to see the last person in the world she expected. Before her stood Maggie Sawyer in a beautiful pink sundress, Ecuador Haurache sandals, and a sun hat. She had removed her sunglasses to reveal the piercing intelligent caramel eyes that Kara had always found reassuring.
"Maggie. It's good to see you." Kara exclaimed as she rose and engulfed the woman she had not seen since her sister had broke off the engagement. The hug was warm, and full like two long lost friends meeting for the first time. "Come sit, have a cup of coffee with me." Kara motioned clearing a space for the woman."So how have you been? You look fabulous."
"I'm doing well. I'm on loan to the Italian police through an exchange program with the National City Police department. I'm helping them get their alien task force off the ground. The young reporter examined her sister's former fiance. She was tan, healthy, and had added a great deal of muscle since last she saw her. "What are you doing here? Vacation from certain responsibilities? I heard through the grapevine you had it a little hard." Maggie affirmed as she laid her hand on Kara's.
"It was difficult. Very difficult, but I'm better or at least getting there. I'm actually here as a reporter. I'm on assignment. I have another day or two here then off to my next destination." Kara stated as she took a bite of her croissant. The waitress brought a cappuccino for Maggie while giving her the stink eye.
"I see your still attracting the girls. How's the love life?" Maggie inquired as she gave the waitress a smile while running her hand gentle along Kara's wrist.
"Argh! You're bad Maggie." Kara groaned. "Don't start." Maggie laughed while giving Kara a wink. Kara placed her notes in her bag and one of the cameras she was looking over.
"I'm sorry Kara. I just couldn't resist a little teasing. You were always such a fun and easy target little Danvers." Maggie smiled as Kara finished off her coffee. "Let me make it up to you. Let me take you on a tour of Bari. I specially Maggie Sawyer certified tour." Maggie stated as she leaned forward imploring the young reporter. Kara looked down at her bag and decided what the heck.
"All right. Show me Bari, Italy Maggie Sawyer style." Maggie laughed and stood up. She reached out her hand and Kara took it. Off they went into the narrow streets of Bari. A quick stop at Kara's hotel for her to lock her satchel up in the Hotel safe. She made a quick change into a beautiful white sundress and sandals, grabbed a large beach bag with her wallet and they were off. Maggie took her Basilica San Nicola. The Basilica was built between 1087 and 1197 during the Italo-Norman domination. Maggie went on the explain it was a significant pilgrimage spot for Catholics and Christians. She knew that Kara would love it for it's architectural significance and history. She then took her to II Succorpo della Cattedrale di Bari to see the excavation work and history. They took a short break for lunch at Villa de Grecis Eventi. The food was rich and filling. Kara laughed at the jokes and stories Maggie told, while Maggie listened attentively to the happenings she had missed out on since her break up with Alex. Several times she inquired how Alex was doing. Several times Kara reassured her she was doing well,
They swam at Polignano a Mare beach and strolled along trails. Kara even popped into a few bookstores after they had gelato. Maggie and she finally had dinner around seven that night at Puglia Cave restaurant. The mood was light and fun, but Kara knew she had to ask some questions. She knew it wasn't accidental they had met were finishing their dessert and coffee when Kara looked up at Maggie.
"Maggie, not that I am not enjoying myself and love seeing you, but what is the real reason you wanted to spend the day with me? I know you. Something's not right." Kara asked softly as she stared at the young woman. Maggie seemed to squirm a little under the Kryptonians intense stare. "Just tell me."
"The video and pictures you took...I can't allow you to use them. We seized them from the safe at your hotel. There are very powerful people involved. I'm sorry Kara." Maggie said quietly looking around her. Kara nodded. She had thought that had been the problem. She had seen signs that there was police involvement. Kara removed her napkin off her lap,wiped her mouth, and stood.
"It was nice seeing you Maggie. I hope life is good to you." Kara walked away and slipped down a darkened hallway. She flew to the small coffee shop where she had first met Maggie. She knocked on the back door. The door opened a crack allowing light to spill into the alleyway.
"You were right." A duffle bag was handed to her with her things. "Are you sure you're safe?" The young woman morphed into a large purple creature with a single eye in the center of her head. She then morphed back into a small unassuming waitress.
"I'm already moved. Just waiting for you to arrive before I left permanently. I hope this helps you Supergirl. Good luck." The door closed and Kara took to the skies. She was in the Swiss Alps before anyone figured out the switch.
The headlines screamed the next weeks. Video of high officials within in the Italian police involved in criminal activities brought them down. Rich and average were taken in and charged. Kara had blown apart the largest white slavery ring in the last five years. Internal investigations began in all areas. Emails came in for Kara before she knew it.
Lena: Kara, when we sent you on assignment I told you to take care. Not to get involved in something that could kill you. I want you back in National City within a week. I have a great need to speak with you about some things. Please Kara come back straight away.
James: Kara, well done! CATCO is becoming known for hard hitting journalism. You're doing great. Please be careful. Ignore Lena's call for you to return. I know you have your next assignment and though I'm not privy to that I know it will be fantastic. Please talk to Alex, she's worried. Stay safe.
Lois: Kara, That's my girl. Keep up the great work and don't get yourself killed. Boy Scout is worried about need to have dinner soon. Please take care. He may not say it, but Clark loves you greatly.
Alex: What are you doing? You told me you were safe. You told me you needed time. This isn't safe Kara. You're making enemies. Please, I don't know what you're trying to prove, but please be careful and come home soon.
Maggie: I underestimated you. You already knew didn't you. Thank you for leaving my name out of it. I don't know if it was for what Alex and I once were or because you truly care. I appreciate it. I can explain Kara if you will give me a chance. Please. Let me know.
Kara looked at the messages sighing deeply. Especially the one from Maggie. She knew Maggie had been undercover on the same assignment. She knew that her article had blown apart the investigation especially since Maggie's captain had been a part of the slavery ring. Kara shook her head. She would speak to them all in a month if she got out of the current situation. Kara looked across the table at the family that was hosting her in Kabul. Kara wore the tribal dress with her head covered. Two armed men stood guarding the door. She heard the sound of Dari being spoken outside the door. She was motioned toward the window and helped to climb down. Thank Rao her things weren't kept here. She was helped to the ground and then moved quickly through the streets. The sound of vendors, words spoken in Pashto reverberated around here. She and her escort stopped at the end of the street. He pointed toward a cafe where General Lane and Lucy Lane sat having lunch. This wasn't going to be an easy assignment.