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Chapter 6: I was Wrong. We're the Same...

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"National City Savings and Loan. Head for the parking garage." J'onn instructed over the communicator in his ear.

He moved with all haste to Supergirl's location, his silver lightning trailing behind him. He arrives at a mostly empty parking garage. Supergirl is on her back on the ground, staring up at the concrete ceiling. She had her hand over her heart and seemed to be trying to slow her breathing.

He was kneeling at her side, with his hand on her shoulder, in a second. She kept repeating, "I'm here, I'm here," as he was checking her over for injuries. Not that he expected to find any physical injuries after a fight with a telepath.

What worried him was how long it seemed to take for her to notice that he was there. Of course, once she did lock eyes with him she was less than pleased.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She near snarled.

"J'onn asked for my help."

"Its true Supergirl," Came J'onn's quick confirmation over both of their communicators. "I let him out of his cell." If the grimace on her normally pretty face was any indication, Kara was not happy to hear this.

Deciding that a change of subject was needed, Harry tried to get things moving. "Are you all right?" He asked as he rose to his feet and extended his hand to help her up.

She ignored his hand and got to her (unsteady) feet. "I'm fine, thanks."

Ignoring her rudeness, he got to the matter at hand. "What happened exactly?"

She didn't answer. Harry would have thought she was withholding information out of spite, were it not for the almost sheepish look on her face and she wouldn't meet his eyes. "We need to get back to the DEO. Now."

He winced at the sudden vice grip she had on his upper arm. "But you are not leaving my sight. Now come on."

_o0o_

Harry didn't enjoy being manhandled. Especially not by a Kryptonian who didn't seem to care if she dislocated his shoulder or not. 'Probably knows it would have healed by now if she would just let go.'

Although, his discomfort is offset by his enjoyment of the flight over National City. Before becoming a speedster flying was one of the things that made him feel alive. And while embracing his powers certainly did that, there was no substitute for soaring overhead with the wind in your hair.

Granted he was wearing his helmet at the moment, but that didn't lessen his enjoyment.

"OW," Harry exclaimed as they landed on the balcony of the DEO. Kara seemed to forget her passenger wasn't as sturdy as her. 'Either that, or she enjoys causing me pain.'

Looking through the doors they were greeted by a perculiar sight. Alex and J'onn were near the (now repaired) circular table. And they were clearly in the middle of a tense discussion. The various computer techs were discretely looking over their shoulders at the two of them. But the agents in the room weren't even trying to hide their interest.

Hand still in a vice around his arm, Kara dragged him inside where Alex and J'onn were waiting for them. Although, they seemed to busy yelling at each other to notice his and Kara's arrival. Kara seemed confused by this, but Harry didn't need to hear what they are saying to know what Alex seemed so pissed about.

"-shouldn't have done this behind our backs."

"I am sorry that I kept this from you." J'onn tried to placate Alex. "But given yours and Kara's attitudes towards him, I felt it was prudent to keep his involvement in DEO operations confidential."

"What do you mean 'involvement in DEO operations?" Kara asked when she was finally close enough. Her eyes shifting back and forth between her sister and adoptive father. Both of them turned to her at the sound of her voice. Clearly they were too engrossed in their argument to realize that they had returned.

With the tightness of her shoulders and the clenching of her jaw, Alex looked like she was barely restraining her temper. But she wasn't making any move to answer. No matter how furious she was with J'onn, she wasn't going to destroy her sisters entire view of him.

J'onn of course was his usually stoic self, but he didn't even hesitate to tell her the truth.

"Harry and I have been working together for the past several months." He began to explain. "I've been sending him after aliens that were eluding us, and warning him about the locations of operations we were conducting so he could avoid them. I've also given him access to classified DEO files so he would be better prepared for what he might be up against." J'onn paused at that point with a quick glance at Alex. Harry could guess what that meant. Alex knew J'onn and Harry were working with each other, but hadn't yet pieced together the most damning thing.

Harry wasn't sure J'onn was going to give any more details. Harry certainly wouldn't have blamed him if he didn't. As the head of the DEO he had the right to recruit Harry and their opinions on the matter be damned.

But as the surrogate father of these two amazing women, nobodies opinion meant more to him. As for being allies, Harry was satisfied with how far J'onn had gone at this point. He wasn't going to begrudge him this.

However, J'onn wasn't a man who did things by halves.

"And I'm the one who placed the tracking device on you the night we went looking for him at the zoo. I did so in an effort to warn him about our arrival." He finished.

By the time he had finished, Alex was looking at J'onn with the most wide-eyed and dropped jaw look imaginable. Harry wasn't sure what she was more shocked by. What J'onn had done, or the fact he admitted it. Kara's grip on Harry's arm had been getting more slack the longer J'onn talked. By the time J'onn had finished her hands were limp at her sides.

Kara couldn't look J'onn in the eye. Her lips were pursed, and her eyebrows were crinkled together. The muscles in her throat tensing like she was trying to hold back a scream, or keep in tears. Which one was anybodies guess.

Harry watched with a carefully schooled expression, revealing nothing of what he felt about the current topic. But his eyes kept moving back and forth from each person as they spoke, while making no move to interrupt.

Alex watched with sympathy as her sister tried to wrap her head around the truth. She wanted so badly to comfort her sister but she wasn't sure how. The closest thing either of them had to a father just admitted to secretly aiding the man that had cost Kara the man she loved. There wasn't exactly a 'get well card' for this.

Winn and James seemed to be of a similar opinions if the contrite looks on their faces were any indication. They had been slowly moving closer to the center of the room since they noticed Kara's arrival. But they were staying far enough away that they wouldn't be dragged into the argument, but still close enough that they could move in to offer support if needed.

It was only a moment before Kara finally spoke. "Why would you do that?" Her words were soft, almost gentle, but they held an undercurrent of steel. Her forced calm disguising the knot in her stomach.

J'onn however, was saved from having to answer by the least likely possibility.

"Because he knows that despite what you might think of me... I can help."

All eyes in the room moved to Harry. Kara jolted like she had forgotten he was even there. Nobody was expecting him to come to J'onn's rescue, but it was a welcome distraction.

"I know how you feel about me. You've made your feelings abundantly clear." He began, with some measured caution in his tone. "But regardless of how any of us feel about each other, you have no grounds to hold me. Your director has given his permission for me to work with all of you. And we still have a dangerous woman with telepathic powers on the loose in this city. Perhaps its best if we put this conversation on hold, and our petty differences aside, at least until we have her in custody."

Harry was careful not to mention the fact that this woman had already gotten the best of Kara twice, and she might actually need his help.

Jumping on this move towards business, instead of the personal, J'onn took command of the situation. "I am sorry that I wasn't able to hold her off. But she is more powerful than any psychic I have ever encountered." He began, speaking directly to Kara, who had managed to look him in the eye again. Her feelings unchanged, but her thoughts focused by the reminder that that woman is still out there. Literallyterrorizing her city.

"What happened this time?" Alex asked her sister. Clearly following J'onn lead.

Kara turned to her sister and managed to stumble through a, "it was the same as before." A comment that Harry didn't buy for a second. And if the long look Alex gave her was any clue, she didn't entirely believe it either.

Fortunately, (for Kara at least) Winn came forward with a timely distraction.

"We got our girl." He began, with much enthusiasm. "Gayle Marsh. Law abiding citizen of Skokie, Illinois until one day she snapped and went on a bank robbing spree."

Winn explained/rambled while they all moved towards the main monitor of the control room. Harry followed, but well behind everybody else. For the time being, he was hoping to stay unobtrusive, and thus minimize the tension in the room.

"Authorities nicknamed her Psi after a string of psychologically enhanced robberies that ravaged a series of small town banks throughout the Midwest a couple months ago." He finished from where he was leaning against a desk.

"Where do we go from here?" Alex interjected.

"Well now that we know more about her I thought I might start trying to adapt our psychic dampening technology to stop her."

"Good work Agent Schott." J'onn complimented Winn's usual good work. Which had the tech genius smiling like a loon. "But we still need to know how exactly she is infiltrating peoples minds. So get started."

"On that note," Harry began, reminding everybody that he was still in the room. "She likely won't rob another bank for a few hours, so I would like to take this chance to get something to eat, get a haircut and a shower."

"Permission to shower granted. In fact, I insist on it." J'onn answered, with his usual serious face before he walked off. Winn following behind him while trying not to look at Harry when Kara waylaid him with a quiet "I need to talk to you."

Forcibly reminded of the fact that he had been living in a panther paddock at the zoo for the last several months, Harry just stared ahead the whole time as they walked out of the room. When he was sure that they were gone he looked to Alex. "That bad?"

She hesitated for a moment before answering. "I wasn't going to say anything." Then she too walked off without another word.

With a whoosh and a flash of silver, Harry headed for the nearest locker room with soap and decent water pressure.

_o0o_

Later, while Harry was getting a much needed shower, Kara was just entering CatCo and was moving towards her desk. Her best friend Lena Luthor spotted her moving to sit down. Needing to enquire about her progress on the recent series of bank robberies, Lena began to make her way towards her friend, but paused mid step at the unexpectedly loud sound of Kara slamming her phone on her desk.

She stopped to watch as Kara took a pencil out of the orange holder on her desk. When the pencil almost immediately snapped between her fingers, Lena just raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. She raised both eyebrows when Kara almost violently yanked the small trash basket out from under her desk, threw the pencil fragments into it, and near shoved the bin back under her desk.

Lena always thought of herself as a scientist first. Observe, understand, and act, in that order. That was her bedrock principle for any action she took. Having observed enough to understand something was very wrong with her friend, Lena came to the conclusion it was time to act.

"I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes." Lena began.

"What?" Kara snapped, before she turned and saw who it was that was speaking to her, and promptly felt ashamed. "Lena! I am so sorry." Kara rushed to apologize.

"No, its ok. I'm kind of glad its happening." Lena said with a smile as she leaned against her best friends desk.

Kara just looked at her confused. "I'm sorry, what."

"You... Kara Danvers are angry." Lena exclaimed with more flair than was necessary for just the two of them (clearly she was enjoying herself). It was like she was the main character of a James Patterson novel revealing the murderer. "In fact, I would go so far as to say you're pissed off."

Feeling appropriately contrite after hearing that comment, Kara tried to apologize for her attitude. "Lena..."

"Don't apologize. I said I liked it," Lena intervened, knowing her friends thoughts. "Its proof that Miss Sunshine actually is human after all."

Normally in a moment like this, when Lena unintentionally put her finger on Kara's biggest secret, Kara would be stuttering through an explanation or some kind of flimsy cover story. But after recent events, Paladin shining light on every crack in the foundation of her beliefs, Psi digging up every single fear she had buried since the destruction of her planet, and Alex still looking at her like she's broken... everything. All of that weighing on her, and the only thing she could think about as she hid her face in her right hand and laid her left on Lena's crossed arms was that her best friend had called her 'human.'

Kara didn't know if it was the unexpected fact that Lena 'liked' that she's angry or the irony of being called human, but something in that moment made her start to giggle. Soon she was laughing. Then she was laughing hard enough for her eyes to water. She knew she sounded a little manic, but it just felt good to laugh.

It took a minute but she finally managed to get herself under control. She inhaled deeply for a moment before letting out a long sigh and finally looking up at her friend as she dabbed at her eyes.

"Thank you." She said as she watched Lena's face soften. Going from joking to understanding in an instant, as only a friend can. She gave her arm a small squeeze before she let go. "I needed that."

Lena just quirked her lips in that half smile of hers. "Now you want to tell me what has got you so worked up? Preferably before you destroy more office supplies." Lena glanced down at the floor. Kara followed her line of sight and noticed the trash basket she had just shoved under her desk had fallen over and was sticking half way out under her desk. The pieces of the pencil she broke having fallen out onto the floor.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that." Kara apologized. "It just..."

Kara paused for a moment. Considering what she could say to Lena that would explain the situation without revealing anything she shouldn't. Sensing her hesitation, Lena tried to reassure her.

"Kara, you know you can tell me anything." Her voice had gone as soft as her eyes. Times like this reminded Kara just how good a friend Lena was. So deciding, as always, to be as honest as possible with her best friend, she just bites the proverbial bullet.

"Have you ever met someone who pushed all of your buttons?" She began, with no small amount of bitterness in her voice. "Somebody who, without even trying mind you, just managed to get under your skin. Someone whose presence made you want to..." Here she mimed wrapping her hands tightly around something and shaking it. Her tone of voice having gotten more tense the longer she spoke.

For her part, Lena just gave her friend a flat look while she pretended to strangle whoever she was referring too. Lena answered in a deadpanned voice, as if she couldn't believe she even had to ask. "You have met Morgan Edge."

Suddenly feeling more than a little sheepish, Kara put her hands down. She knew what Lena had to put up with as a woman CEO of a fortune five hundred company. Business men who looked down on her for being a young woman. Regular people who hated her for being a Luthor. Brilliant scientists who despised her for being more brilliant than them. Her own mother who hated her for her choice in friends (and a multitude of other reasons). Edge was just the most recent pain in her backside.

She had put up with all of that for years, and she did it with grace and poise. And Kara was acting like a brat after one conversation with Paladin. Realizing this she promptly felt ashamed of herself. "Right, of course you have."

"So who is it that has managed to 'get under your skin?" Lena quoted her, more than a little intrigued by the direction their conversation had taken.

"He's a new agent working at the DEO." Kara began to explain, her conviction clear in every syllable. "He should be locked in a cell with no chance of ever getting out. But instead, he's a government agent who is allowed to carry dangerous weapons." She of course didn't mention those weapons were metal claws.

"And you think he's dangerous to others?" Lena asked, with surprise and a small amount of alarm entering her voice.

"I think he's dangerous. And arrogant. And misguided. And trigger happy. And he sets a horrible example for how the other agents should act. And the worst part..." Kara stopped when she realized that she was again letting her temper get the best of her. So she took a deep breath and held it in for a moment to calm down before continuing. "And the worst part is that he wears it like a badge of honor. He put some people in the hospital and some in the morgue all without a shred of guilt, and he actually thinks he is doing the right thing."

As her friend fell silent, Lena's eyes began to move back and forth. Not really seeing anything, just a sign of her mind processing at a mile a minute. Kara said this 'new agent' was arrogant, trigger happy, and had already killed people. But he wasn't locked up. With the evidence available, the brilliant mind of Lena Luthor could only come to one conclusion.

"None of it was illegal." Not a question. But Kara chose to treat it like one anyway.

"No. It was excessive, but all of it was in the defense of others. So "legally" Here Kara made air quotes, "there is no reason he can't be an agent. But..." Kara wanted to keep pressing the issue, but her temper was finally running out of steam.

"But you're still worried about what he might do. That maybe he will eventually go to far." Lena finished her thought.

"He's already gone too far in my opinion. The problem is that from a legal stand point he hasn't done anything wrong. I don't know what to do." Kara dejectedly admitted. Having managed to impress upon her best friend her concerns about Paladin, her anger had subsided (for now).

"Well there isn't anything you can do. You're not an agent so you don't have any authority or pull as to what happens there." Kara dropped her head on her desk in despair. That wasn't exactly the warm reassurance she was hoping to hear.

"Having said that, I think you are forgetting one very important factor in this equation." A small glimmer of hope was the only reason Kara managed to lift her head up and turn a curious eye towards her friend.

"What factor is that?"

Lena's half smirk blossomed into a full smile now. She knew what she said next would make Kara feel better. "Alex."

Kara just crinkled her eyebrows together, not understanding where Lena was going with this.

"Alex is the most 'bad ass' of all 'bad ass' government agents. If you are this worried about this agent I'm certain that she is just as apprehensive. And knowing her, she is going to be watching him like a hawk. One with high resolution digital cameras." Finally Kara's mood began to lift, not just because of the amusing picture Lena had painted in her mind, but because she knew Lena was right. Her trust in Alex, in her skills and character, was deeper than her trust in Clark. And speedster or not, if anybody could put a leash on that guy it was her big sister.

"Your right. I don't know why I was worried." She joked. Her friends reassurance acting like a balm for her anxiety.

"Well, now that that is out of the way..." Lena began, her mood turning serious again, now that her friend was feeling better. "I need an update on your story about the bank robberies. Did you get in touch with my contact."

"Oh, uh..." Caught off guard by this change in the conversation Kara was sent scrambling for a response. Thankfully, she was saved by the sound of her phone going off. Seeing Alex's name on the screen she knew what it meant. "Speak of the devil. I should take this."

With a fond shake of her head, Lena just uncrossed her arms and waved her hands at her sides to say 'if you must.' Kara rose from her chair, as Lena turned to go back to her own office, and began to make a beeline for the elevator as she pressed answer. It wouldn't be until the elevator doors closed behind her that she would notice the way her heart had started to pound in her chest.

_o0o_

At the DEO. While the two friends were having their heart-to-heart, Harry had finished his much needed, very hot, very long shower. Even for a speedster washing away several months worth of panther paddock took a while. But now, after a shower, shave and haircut, he was feeling much more like himself.

Standing in just his boxer shorts in the DEO men's changing room, he was just putting his necklace on when alarms started sounding. With his usual burst of silver he was standing ready in the DEO nerve center.

He watched as Winn pulled up the security footage of another bank that showed Psi once again strolling in like she didn't have a care in the world. Of course, nobody in the bank was able to stop her.

"Where is that?" Harry asked immediately. J'onn, who had been standing behind Winn's terminal, turned from his observation of the security footage. Seeing who had spoken, he instead turned to Alex and began issuing instructions.

"Alex, call Supergirl. Inform her that Psi has surfaced again." He watched Alex nod in acknowledgement before he turned to a random agent passing by. "Agent Washington, give Paladin your communicator. Take it and pursue her. Mr. Schott will guide you from here. Supergirl should join you shortly."

Following his instructions, Agent Washington held his communicator out moved towards Harry. "Hi, I'm Nick." He introduced himself.

"Nice to meet you." He spoke quickly, propriety compelling him before grabbing the communicator and immediately started racing towards his target.

"Head west. National City Bank And Trust on 34th street." Came Winn's voice in his ear. At top speed it only took a few seconds to get there. He arrived in the parking lot outside. As he crouched behind the car on the far end of the parking lot, away from the front entrance, he could see inside the large windows of the bank. People were lying on the floor, some curled up in balls shivering and others lying motionless. Completely catatonic.

'It's the first time I've ever been happy a metahuman became a bank robber.' Harry thought with some humorous irony. 'As far as powers goes, at least she doesn't physically hurt anybody.'

Knowing she was going to follow the same pattern again, she should be walking out the front doors with two bags full of cash in her arms, in the next thirty seconds. "If I move fast enough, I should be able to knock her out quickly. Hopefully, before she realizes I'm here and can mess with my mind."

"That sounds like a good plan."

If anybody could see Harry's face under his helmet, they would see it twist into a grimace at the sound of Agent Schott's voice in his ear. He hadn't realized he had spoken out loud. 'This whole being monitored thing is going to take some getting used to.'

"You and Kara are so gonna take her down." Winn enthusiastically kept talking. But his words made Harry pause.

"What are you talking about? Kara isn't here."

"What are you talking about?" Winn near snapped. Suddenly he sounded worried. "Alex called her at CatCo Worldwide Media. She should have beaten you there?"

Harry didn't have time to ponder the missing Kryptonian as he saw Psi walking out the front doors. He was about to move to stop her, but she stopped just a few steps out the door. She cocked her head to the side like she was listening to a distant sound. Then a Cheshire Cat grin spread across her face and she turned to stare right at him.

"Somebody new has come to play." She said, almost to quiet for Harry to hear. She projected her next words much farther. "Come out little mouse, no need to delay. This cat just wants to play."

Realizing his cover had been blown, Harry shot out from his hiding place just as she sent a psychic blast at the car, shattering the windows and denting the side.

Harry tried moving towards Psi to knock her out but was forced to veer off when she sent another blast at him. He tried moving in again, and failed. Every time he tried to move in she kept forcing him back. And it was starting to get frustrating.

'She has to be getting bored with this game of target practice. I know I've grown tired of it.' Harry thought sardonically after his fifth failed attempt to get close to her. Unfortunately, Psi seemed to be enjoying herself.

It was his sixth failed attempt that the answer finally struck Harry. 'Maybe what I need is to give her more than one target.' With that thought, Harry changed his tactics. Instead of trying to move towards her, he began to rapidly move about the area around Psi. Across the entire parking lot and even on top of a few nearby cars, the whole time stopping for a fraction of a second before quickly moving on. Leaving an army of afterimages all around her.

At last, Psi seemed to lose the smile on her face. "Like the story of Hugi and Thialfi. We'll see which is faster, your feet or my thoughts." She called out before firing another blast at a speed mirage.

"This is not a story in Norse mythology," Harry hollered back. "Want to guess how I know?"

Harry shot at Psi's unprotected back as she turned to fire in the completely wrong direction. Being careful not to put too much speed into his punch, his fist met the back of Psi's head with a loud crack.

Standing over Psi as she lay knocked out on the pavement Harry spoke, "Thialfi lost his race with thought."

_o0o_

"I admit, I expected you to bring back a corpse. I'm surprised and pleased to be wrong." J'onn said as Harry locked Psi in the isolation cell. Winn had already rigged his psychic dampening tech inside and was setting up a more permanent system in one of the holding cells.

"Don't be too thrilled. The only reason I didn't kill her is because she wasn't a threat to people's lives." Harry responded as he closed the door to the cell. "As devastating as her powers are, she isn't a physical threat to people."

"Still your restraint is appreciated." J'onn began. A note of hope entering his voice as they turned to head back to the control room. "Perhaps its a sign. A sign that you can work with us."

Harry gave him a bland look. "Or its a sign that I only kill when I have too. I thought as a Manhunter you would know the difference."

"I never should have given you access to DEO personnel files." J'onn grumped, with a shake of his head. "Or at least not my file."

"Its all beside the point. She is locked up, that's what matters." He said before turning to J'onn and letting his temper show. "What I want to know is why I had to face her alone? Winn said you called Supergirl and that she should have been there before me. So why wasn't she?"

"We're on our way to find that out now." J'onn answered as he pointed at the catwalk leading to Alex's lab. Harry could already see Kara sitting on one of the beds, with Alex hovering nearby and Winn looking at something on his tablet.

As Harry Fell into step next to J'onn, they approached the door and began to here Kara's voice reaching them from inside. "-she must be getting stronger. I felt her in that elevator with me. She was- she was in my head again."

"There is no sign of any psychic intrusion." Winn informed her, with regret heavy in his tone, as J'onn and Harry stepped into the room.

"What?" With her back to them and her mind on Winn's words, Kara obviously didn't notice their arrival. Though Alex had, and for some reason her eyebrows shot up at the sight of them.

"I think you had a regular old human panic attack." Winn gently tried to explain. He knew Kara, and how she was likely to react to this theory. He knew he wouldn't enjoy this conversation. And Kara didn't disappoint when she displayed the stubborn streak found in all the Danvers women.

"Thats not possible. I'm stronger than that." Kara vehemently insisted. Alex opened her mouth to reason with her sister, but she never got the chance to utter a syllable.

"Oh my, aren't we posh." Harry interjected, announcing his and J'onn's presence. Winn subtlety leaned towards Alex to ask what 'posh' meant as Kara looked at him over her shoulder. Her eyes widening at the sight of him as her thoughts unknowingly echoed Alex's, 'Oh wow, thats what he really looks like!'

"And what do you mean 'panic attack?"

"Kara is there something you need to tell us?" J'onn gently probed.

"No there isn't." Kara answered before Winn or Alex could say anything. Rising from the medical bed and turning to face them with her arms crossed. "Because I didn't have a panic attack. I don't have panic attacks. I'm not vulnerable to things like that."

"Actually, you are." Harry continued. Winn and Alex looked to him and even J'onn seemed curious, and a little weary, about where he was going with this.

"While your skin may be as hard as steel, your mind is subject to the same thought processes and emotional insecurities as any human. Essentially, to her you are as vulnerable as any of us." He paused for a moment as he glanced at J'onn.

"With the exception of our resident telepath, of course." He said jabbing a thumb at J'onn standing next to him.

"No, she had to be using her powers on me." was Kara's vehement denial. Though Harry knew that wasn't possible. Psi was using her powers the whole time inside the bank, but she didn't notice he was waiting to ambush her until she came outside. And she only attacked J'onn because he was reaching out to protect Kara. That meant that her abilities had to have a limited range, roughly fifty feet. There was no way she could have attacked Kara from halfway across the city.

But Kara's pride apparently wouldn't allow her to acknowledge the truth. "I'm not that weak."

"Not that-. Not that-. Did you seriously just say that?" Was Harry's incredulous reply as he advanced on Kara. The others in the room growing more concerned as the tension between the two rose quickly as they came to stand only feet apart.

Finger pointing at her chest in accusation, his whole demeanor screamed outrage at her words. "Do you honestly think that just because you're Kryptonian that you're above psychological trauma? And you have the gall to lambaste me as arrogant."

"What does 'lambaste' mean?" Winn whispered as he again leaned towards Alex, and was again ignored.

"You are arrogant." Kara asserted as she pointed at him in return. "Especially if you think you can just walk in here and talk about me and my emotions."

"At least I have the strength to confront them. You're the one who keeps hiding from them." He snapped back.

"I'm not hiding from anything." Was Kara's almost desperate rebuttal.

Harry drew back like he had been slapped. Though he was careful not to show his surprise on his face. He had just realized the truth.

The waver in her voice, the way her chin subtlety quivered as she stared defiantly at him, and the emotional turmoil in her eyes as she fought to keep from shedding tears. It wasn't pride that was motivating this argument, it was fear. She was desperate, but not to hide how she was feeling from her friends and family.

'She's not lying to us. She's lying to herself.' And thats when he had a very bad idea.

Kara must have taken his silence as acquiescence. Because she stepped around him and out the door. Though she kept her face carefully guarded, her sister must have sensed Kara's emotional instability because she immediately moved to follow her.

"Oh bugger." He muttered.

He waited a moment for them to put some distance between them before he turned to leave as well. But not before patting J'onn on the shoulder and motioning for him to follow. Nobody really gave much thought to Winn who just stood there awkwardly for the whole exchange, unsure who to follow before he decided to check and make sure his psychic dampening tech was working.

_o0o_

Kara wasn't fair ahead of her, but with her anger fueling her pace she was right at the balcony threshold before Alex caught up with her. "Hey, are you ok?"

"Who does he think he is?" Kara growled. Still stomping towards the balconies edge.

'Wow, I thought she would want to talk about whatever is going on between her and Psi before she decided to rip into Harry, but ok.'

"I mean who is he to tell me how I feel about anything?" Kara ranted as they came to a stop on the balcony.

"Well, I think he-"

"J'onn never should have let him out of that cell." Kara cut Alex off as she started pacing with Alex standing still, just watching her.

"He didn't have a choice. Legally we-"

"And now he's strutting around the DEO like he owns the place." Kara continued, seemingly picking up steam. And that's when Alex realized what was going on at the moment.

"Oh I see. This isn't a conversation, you're just venting." Alex deadpanned.

"He probably thinks I can't take on one metahuman by myself. Like I'm afraid of her or something." Kara just kept going as she continued to pace.

Alex bit her lip in thought. Content to let her sister get this off her chest. Until she had an idea of how to have some fun while she waited for Kara to run out of steam. "You know, I could say pretty much anything right now and you wouldn't even hear me would you?"

"It's not like I couldn't have taken her down. He just got there first."

Alex just nodded to herself. "Scarlett Johansson came by Maggie's and my apartment and offered to have a threesome with us."

"And because of that, Paladin now has more reason to doubt my abilities as a hero."

Continuing with her private joke, Alex placed both hands over her heart, pretended to close her eyes in bliss, and said in her most reverential tone, "We said yes. It was glorious."

"And why the hell are we still calling him Paladin? Shouldn't somebody have gotten his name by now?"

Alex's eyes snapped open. Her joke forgotten in light of an uncomfortable realization. "Oh god. You weren't here for my interrogation and no ones told you."

"Told me what?" Kara stopped pacing and turned to look at her.

'Of course. That she heard.' Alex mused to herself. 'This is going to be an awkward conversation.'

"Well... we kind of... already found out... who he really is." Kara just tilted her head at her sister.

_o0o_

"Do you trust me?" Harry began without preamble as soon as he and J'onn were out of earshot of the lab. Looking over at the balcony he could see the Danvers sisters had stopped to talk. Kara could probably hear them if she were inclined to listen. But from the way she was pacing, she was most likely so angry the thought didn't even occur to her.

J'onn just stared at him for a moment. "I trust you." He paused. "To an extent. Why?"

Harry let that 'to an extent,' comment slide. He didn't fully trust J'onn yet either. Which is why he had to choose his next words carefully. Harry thought about how to explain this without telling J'onn exactly what his stupid idea was, because while he knew it would work there was no way that J'onn would approve. He knew what he would have to do, and braced himself for an attack of conscience.

"Supergirl is in trouble. I know you saw what I saw in there. Not to mention what Winn said about her having a panic attack." Tugging on J'onn's parental heart strings, Harry would be ashamed of himself if he wasn't so worried. But he knew it would get the job done.

"Psi rattled her. She dug something up that has Supergirl on edge. Now I think I know a way to help her deal with her issues but I need your help."

J'onn just stared at him for a moment. The silence and the look on his face was eerily similar to that moment back in the cell before J'onn opened the door. And once again, he gave a small nod and asked, "What do you need from me?"

"Wait an hour and then call Kara to meet me outside Psi's cell. And Don't let Alex or anybody else accompany her." That last comment had J'onn narrowing his eyes and giving Harry a measured look. "Why one hour? And why outside her cell?"

Harry matched J'onn's determination with his own. "Kara may not remember exactly what she dug up, but I'm betting Psi does. I need one hour to try and persuade Psi to tell me what that is."

J'onn just continued the unofficial staring contest while he tried to make up his mind. And Harry decided to give him one more push. "Kara and Alex, they aren't just your agents. You think of them like your daughters, correct?"

J'onn merely nodded, confused at the sudden left turn of the conversation. "Then as a parent, you know that some times what your kid needs is a pat on the head, and sometimes what they need is a kick in the cape." Harry moved a step closer to J'onn imploringly. "Which do you think this is?"

J'onn just stared at him for another moment. "Fine, one hour from now I'll call Kara and make sure Alex isn't there."

"Thank you J'onn." Harry said sincerely.

"WHAT"

The both of them turned to the balcony to see Kara and Alex staring at each other. Alex, wide eyed and leaning away from Kara, startled by her sister's sudden yell. And Kara's dropped jawed and totally stunned look as she turned to look at them through the glass.

Putting her odd starring on the back burner, Harry turned back to J'onn. "One hour. I'll be waiting." Before he walked off.

_o0o_

One hour later, Harry could be found leaning against the wall outside of Psi's cell. When he first entered she had asked him what he was doing there. Harry hadn't responded. In fact, he hadn't said a single word since entering the room. And eventually she had given up asking. Content to stare at him from where she sat on her cot.

He had been waiting there ever sense leaving J'onn an hour ago. He had entered the isolation cell just like he told J'onn he would, but he had no intention of negotiating with Psi.

He knew it would be pointless. J'onn would never agree to grant any incentives after what she did to Kara, and Psi certainly wasn't going to accommodate them out of the goodness of her heart.

Assuming she even had a heart.

Still, if everything went according to plan, he wouldn't have to negotiate with Psi at all. Now all Harry had to do was wait for Kara to show up.

'Not much longer now. I wonder how J'onn is going to get her here?' He mused to himself. He didn't have to ponder any further as the door opened and he turn his head to see Kara rushing in wearing her Supergirl uniform.

"Is she still contained? How did she get-" She stopped dead in her tracks. J'onn had called her minutes ago to tell her that Psi had gotten out of her cell and they needed her help. Flying over as fast as she could, she had expected to enter the DEO and find Psi on the loose and people on the ground completely catatonic.

Instead, she entered to find Harry standing to the right of the cell door (still closed and locked) and Psi still inside. In fact, she was just rising from where she seemed to be sitting comfortably. Not on the lose or attacking anybody.

"What's going on here? I got a call from J'onn telling me Psi had escaped her cell." Kara paused to observe how Psi's eyes were moving back and forth between the two of them like she was watching a play. Her intrigue at the situation plain on her face.

"Of course he did." Harry started, pushing off the wall with his shoulder. "Because I asked him to get you here alone." With that, he pressed a button on the control panel.

The feeling of a lead brick began to settle in Kara's stomach as she turned to see the door behind her swish shut and lock. Sealing her in a room with one enemy and one ... non-ally.

"What are you doing?" Kara asked as she turned back to them. Spreading her feet and squaring her shoulders, the tension was rising quickly. Despite Harry's relaxed stance.

Harry just looked at her with dejection. His conscience was gnawing at him like a wolf with a bone. He imagined Remus felt very similar to this when he started Harry's training in the patronus charm. Though this was considerably more dangerous than letting a boggart out of a trunk. Harry gathered his resolve.

"Believe it or not, I'm trying to help." Another press of the button, and the door to Psi's cell opened, and Winn's jury-rigged psychic dampening tech shut down.

"What are you doing?" Kara near shouted, far more urgently now.

Psi just calmly stepped out of her cell and turned to look at Harry, before a smile of candy coated cyanide spread across her face. "Thank you."

Then she hit him with a psychic blast that sent him careening into the far wall.

After his harsh meeting with the concrete he did not rise. He knew he had to get Kara and Psi to focus on each other. So he pretended to be knocked unconscious while he listened to the happenings around him. He heard Kara take a step, likely towards Psi, before he heard what sounded like a stumble.

Cracking one eye open he looked up to see Kara swaying on unsteady legs, with one hand over her heart and the other stretched out for balance. In moments she was having trouble catching her breath.

The whole time Psi just stood there watching her. And she smiled as Kara fell to her knees. Tears started falling from her eyes. Her eyes were open, but she wasn't looking at Psi. It was obvious that she wasn't in the room with them anymore.

"He's dead." She barely whispered. Her voice was small and quiet. "Its him in the pod. Not me."

'Oh god.' He thought with dawning horror. Raising his head and opening his eyes, giving up any pretense of being unconscious. 'That's whats been torturing her.'

Having heard enough, Harry jumped to his feet before another psychic blast slammed him back into the wall he had been lying against. Still on his feet, but his head and shoulders slumped and his back aching from the second hard impact in five minutes. Looking up, he saw Kara was on her knees, still lost in her own head, but Psi had turned to face him. The same twisted smile still on her lips.

"You didn't actually think I was falling for that 'play opossum,' routine, did you?" She condescended. "Now lets see what you hide in the dark corners of your mind."

Harry could feel her trying to effect him. Like wrapping her fingers around his brain and squeezing. But it was hardly debilitating. He had had brain freezes that were more painful.

"That's not possible."

Watching Psi's face go from smug to confused to concerned was strange. Mostly because he expected to be bombarded by images of his worst fears. The fact that he wasn't was both unusual and appreciated.

Lightning flashed around his irises for a second before he vanished. Narrowly dodging a psychic blast from the sadistic telepath. And in a macabre reoccurrence of events, Harry's fist again connected with the back of Psi's head, rendering her unconscious.

'At least I got to pay her back for the headache.'

With the telepathic bitch out of the way, Harry turned back to Kara. She hadn't moved from her place on the floor, tears still falling from her eyes. Harry kneeled down in front of her, but her eyes never moved to look at him, so lost was she in her own nightmare.

'Well you wanted her emotional walls to come down. Now its time to fix what you broke.' He mused to himself.

"It wasn't your fault." He tried to get her attention.

Kara just drew in a shuddering breath. "I killed him."

Harry exhaled deeply through his nose, gathering his thoughts. "I believe I'm the one who used the lead dispersal device."

Kara still wasn't looking at him as she spoke through quivering lips. "He's dead. I know it. I can feel it."

Harry merely observed as Kara finally confessed what had been tormenting her for months. The fears that she had been hiding, not only from those closest to her but from herself.

"So, the last daughter of Krypton is human after all." Harry began, his face carefully blank. "I was wrong before. I thought you hated me because we were so different. But the truth is we're the same." Kara finally looked him in the eye. "We're both broken." Kara just let out another shuddering breath. She just didn't have the strength to fight with him in this moment.

"You're going to have to get used to this feeling Kara. Because its never going to go away." A fresh wave of tears began to fall from her eyes as he spoke. She felt like someone was reaching inside her chest and squeezing her heart between their fingers. She wondered if he might be trying to hurt her even more than she already was, until he continued. "When we love someone enough to give them a piece of our heart, we don't get the privilege of asking for that piece back when they die. The pain may never go away, but it does lessen with time. A broken heart, even one made of steel, will heal eventually."

Sometime during his speech Kara did stop crying. His words actually bringing her a previously unknown form of comfort. But the way he spoke made her wonder. Of course she had read the books about his life, and (assuming they were accurate) she was familiar with all of his personal tragedies. But still, his words made her wonder if her situation might hit even closer to home than she knew.

She was just about to say as much when the door to the main hall opened.

"I got it." Yelled an excited Winn as the security door opened, admitting Alex, J'onn and several security agents into the room.

Winn apparently, had been fiddling with the exterior panel in an effort to gain access to the room. Probably from the moment Harry opened Psi's cell.

The door wasn't even fully open when Alex squeezed through the gap and made a beeline for Kara. J'onn though, went strait for Harry.

He grabbed two handfuls of the still kneeling man's suit, and bodily hauled him up. J'onn released him with a shove that was almost gentle for a Martian (but sent Harry stumbling back several feet).

"I trusted you." He snarled at Harry. Pointing a finger at his face, advancing on Harry like any pissed off father would. "I TRUSTED YOU. You said you were going to interrogate Psi. But this was your plan all along."

Harry didn't allow what he was feeling to show on his face. "Yes it was."

Alex, who until now had been more focused on making sure her sister was ok, finally looked up at them. Her face which had been soft with concern for Kara, began to twist with anger. Her jaw clenched, her eyes hardened into flints, and her normally pale complexion reddened with rage. She stomped past J'onn, right up to Harry, pulled back and sent a right cross impacting with his left cheekbone.

Harry saw everything in slow motion. But didn't even try to dodge the oncoming blow. He knew he deserved it. Alex really must have thrown her whole body into it, because it sent him staggering back another few paces.

She moved toward him again, and Harry just continued to stand there. He would let her exact her pound of flesh. But another blow never came. But she did plant both hands on his chest, and with a quick shove forced him back another step. And Harry realized that between her and J'onn's manhandling he had been (intentionally or unintentionally) maneuvered into Psi's cell.

Alex reached over to the control pad and shut him inside. Looking over her shoulder he could see the malevolent telepath had been fitted with some kind of headband and was being carried out by the security. 'This cell was only temporary. That headband is likely a more permanent form of psychic dampening tech.'

"You know I once defended you to my sister." Harry was pulled from his musings by Alex's voice. "I told her that you weren't a monster. Clearly I was wrong. You know, she might be bullet proof but you're the one thats made out of stone." Harry's pokerface never slipped as he and Alex stared at each other. "You will not go near my sister again. Or I'll make you regret it."

Kara, having already risen to her feet, was being escorted out. With J'onn on one side and Winn on the other. Both of whom had one arm wrapped around her shoulders like they were trying to help hold her together. Nothing more was said as Alex turned and stomped out after them.

_o0o_

Hours later. Harry wasn't sure how long exactly. He was still in the cell where Alex put him. He was still in human form, but the way he was pacing from one end to the other would certainly make anyone think of his panther form.

Alex's words had been ringing in his head ever since she stomped out of here. He knew that what he did was harsh. But somebody had to give Kara a wake up call. And history had shown that the people closest to her were all to willing to look the other way when she wanted to avoid something.

'What was my other option?' Harry kept asking himself. Not as a justification. He wasn't going to convince himself that he did it for 'the greater good.' He isn't that much of a hypocrite. But he really didn't see another way to break through the emotional wall that Kara had built. So what else could he have done.

"I hope I shall possess firmness and virtue enough to maintain what I consider the most enviable of all titles, the character of an honest man." He whispered to himself.

"That sounds like a quote." Harry's head jerked up to look outside his cell. Kara was standing there, somewhat awkwardly and trying not to look him in the eye. Somehow she had walked into the room and he was too lost in his own head to even notice. "Who said it?"

Harry paused for a moment, wondering what she was doing here. "George Washington."

Kara bit her bottom lip and nodded her head. "Its a good quote."

The awkwardness continued with neither Harry or Kara saying anything. Harry because he was waiting to see why Kara came to him. And Kara...well Harry didn't know why Kara was their, but he was getting uncomfortable with this particular silence. So he decided to take a stab at why she was there.

"Look if you're after an apology-"

"Thank you." She cut him off. And I sounded as if it cost her to admit that.

Harry's eyebrows jumped almost to his hairline, totally nonplused. "What?"

"You're not getting me to say that again." Kara snarked, finally meeting his eyes. "J'onn told me what you said. And you were right. I needed a kick in the cape. And while you could have picked a better way to do it," the look on her face, which had been a combination of unsettled and grateful, turned more stern. "I do appreciate that you did it."

Harry wasn't really sure how to respond to that. This wasn't the first time he had done something this outrageous, but it was certainly the first time somebody had thanked him for it. But being a proper British gentlemen (at least when etiquette wasn't getting in his way) he knew the appropriate response to a thank you.

"Your welcome."

Kara just nodded in acquiesce. Something neither of them paid much attention too, passing between them as she gracefully accepting his acknowledgment.

Then the awkward silence returned. They just stood there, on two different sides of the cell wall. Kara apparently didn't have anything else to say and Harry was just waiting to see if she was going to let him out of the cell or not.

His eyes started shifting between Kara and the keypad to the cell when his curiosity finally ran out. "So, are you planning to let me out or not?"

Kara just gave him a pointed look. "I know you can get out of there on your own. I'm not your maid."

Kara turned to leave and was struck with a sense of deja vu as his voice stopped her from walking out, again. "Yeah, but even though your sister didn't formally charge me with a crime before she put me in here, I don't trust her not to try and arrest me for escape if I leave without being released."

Kara turned with a huff and walked back the few steps to the keypad. Her finger hovered an inch from the release button but didn't press it to open the door. Instead, the corners of her lips rising in a puckish smile as she looked from the keypad to him. The finger that was pointing at the keypad turned to point at him before she spoke with mirth. "Are you afraid of my sister?"

Harry just stared at the smile on her face. Her dimples on full display beneath the rosy apples of her cheeks. "Just open the door."

"Answer the question and I'll open the door." She was enjoying this.

"Fine. I'll answer the question if you open the door." Relenting, Kara finally decided to take pity on him and pressed the button. As he stepped out and turned to face her. She crossed her arms just waiting to see if he would actually answer her question. And he did.

"Yes, I'm afraid of your sister." He ignored Kara's raised fist and triumphant yes. "She might be your 'Big Sister' but she has the whole 'Mother Bear' routine down perfectly."

Giggling as she turned to leave, with Harry trailing her, Kara couldn't help but comment. "Mother bear routine? That's what scares you? You're not afraid of the gun she carries around everywhere?"

Harry just held his arms out to his sides and said, "I'm a speedsters. I catch bullets with my bare hands. Why would I be afraid of guns?"

_o0o_

Well, that is chapter 6. I hope you all found it to be worth the wait. Especially those readers who messaged me and asked me if the story was dead, and you know who you are ;). I promise you I never left. Sadly I don't always have time to sit down and hammer out a few thousand words at once. But I make a commitment to try and put down at least a few lines every day. And I promise you that as long Melissa Benoist, and Chyler Leigh, and Katie McGrath (god I hope they don't make her evil next season) continue to wow us on Supergirl, I won't lose interest in my story. But that means that intervals between chapters won't be just a few days, sorry.

I'd like to take a moment to rant about the ending to Arrow. Now don't get me wrong it was powerful and action packed and dramatic and that final scene when Felicity went with the Monitor in the next life or another world, I got a little misty eyed. But as a series ender (or the beginning of an ender) it was very disappointing. I mean Arrow only has ten episodes for season 8, where apparently it ends with Oliver's death. And it sets up Star City for that post apocalyptic hell we saw all throughout season 7. Which means that everything Oliver went through, (his fathers suicide, his mothers murder, Thea's death and revival, the pain the suffering and the losses) it was all for nothing. He didn't get to reconcile with William. He doesn't get to see Mia grow up. He doesn't get to grow old with Felicity. He has to die to save every other earth in the multiverse but his own city goes to hell. To make matters worse, Emily Bett Rickards isn't going to be appearing in the last season. And last I heard they weren't even sure if they were going to write her in for the final episode. It just sucks. I was a fan of Olicity from the moment Oliver stepped into Felicity's cubical with a shot up laptop, and I wanted them to have a happy ending.

Moving on, if you are still reading this after my little rant let me say that next chapter will be out sooner. Mostly because it will just be a filler chapter while Kara is on Mars and therefore it won't be as long. Though I promise that you will learn a lot more about Harry in the next two chapters. But of course you won't learn everything just yet. I have to keep some things close to the vest for later chapters.

On that note I will say thanks to my betas War Sage and Kathryn518 and congratulations to guest 1000000 for being the first to id the quote as by George Washington. Good morning, good afternoon, and good night.