Chapter 2
"Hey Kara, are you ok?" James asked. He stood next to her desk at CatCo., where he was about to call a staff meeting. New reporters were joining the firm and he wanted one of his ace reporters to be in the meeting.
"Why?" She suddenly asked.
"Because you've been staring at the same spot on your screen for about twenty minutes and you didn't even notice that I've been standing here for almost five minutes," he smirked slightly.
"Sorry," she heaved a sigh.
"Things not going well at your other job?" He lowered his voice.
"Definitely. Alex has a meeting with the President today," Kara told him. James nodded and then jerked his head toward his office. She nodded and the two went into the room and closed the door.
"What about?" He asked as they sat down on the couch.
"Apparently, there is talk of sending someone to oversee the DEO. Alex is worried because we've had two alien attacks in two years that it'll be someone who is looking to run a tight ship. It's not like J'onn ran the DEO, like it's your neighborhood post office, but we are supposed to be stopping attacks before they happen," the blonde frowned.
"I'm not seeing the distinction between the DEO and FBI or the CIA. They're all supposed to stop things before they happen – does that happen all the time? Certainly not. I can think of at least one or two large incidents that human intelligence agencies failed to prevent," James pointed out.
"Yes but they didn't have a visible alien working as the public face of the agency," Kara said. He nodded, she had a point.
"My identity could be at risk if the President sends someone into review how we do things," one of the things that had been worrying her bubbled to the surface.
"Yeah, that is becoming an issue on my end as well. The DA wants to prosecute," he let her know.
"Oh James. Have you told Lena?" Kara wondered.
"We're meeting for dinner later," he said.
"Good. Don't push her away," the blonde put a hand on his shoulder. A knock on the door made them look. There stood James's assistant, Eve Teschmacher; it was time for the meeting. The two stood and headed out to the conference room.
Meanwhile, Alex had the video monitor cued up in her office. She was expecting the call from the President any moment now. Her hands were damp and she rubbed them on her pants. She hadn't been this nervous since asking Maggie out on a date. That had been a big leap in her personal life and she had a feeling that this meeting was about to have big implications on her work life.
"Director Danvers," the tall, brunette popped up onto the screen.
"Madame President," Alex swallowed.
"At ease solider," Olivia Marsdin smiled.
"Thank you ma'am," the redhead said.
"Now, I'm sure you've heard the rumors…" the President started.
"Yes ma'am," Alex admitted.
"I've managed to hold off sending anyone down there for now despite what the Security Council wants but I can't hold them off for long. If you even get an inkling that something big is going to happen, I want to know about it sooner rather than later. In fact, we'll be doing weekly calls for updates. Luckily, they are giving us this breathing room because you are new to your position. Do me proud Director," Marsdin told her.
"Yes ma'am. I won't let you down," Alex replied.
"I know you won't," with that the call ended.
To Be Continued…