Season 3

Kara was dressed in all white as she walked down a road in a wheat field. In the distance were beautiful mountains with snow on top. In the sky was a large Saturn-sized planet with dazzling rings. The yellow sun shined on her face. It felt so warm and comfortable.

Mon then came up behind her and took her hand. He was dressed in white as well. "Are we dead?" Kara wondered. "Is this heaven?"

"If it is, God has a weird sense of humor," Mon smiled.

The two looked at each other lovingly and then kissed in the heavenly field. Kara then noticed a woman wearing a blue dress. Curious, Kara walked over to her. The woman in the blue dress turned around and revealed herself as Rhea.

Kara stopped, wondering if she was still a threat. "Mother," Mon said running over to her and embracing her.

"Oh, my son," she said as they hugged.

"I never got to say goodbye," Mon told her.

"I will always be with you," Rhea said to him.

Kara stood awkwardly away from them. "Come, Kara. Don't be shy," Rhea said to her.

"Okay," Kara said not sure what to make of this.

The three embraced each other. "You're not mad I killed you, destroyed your fleet, and the rest of your race?" Kara asked.

"Water under the bridge," Rhea smiled. "Just for once, let's leave all that political bullshit behind and just be a family."

"Alright, Scary Teri," Kara agreed as she hugged her.

Metropolis

At night, Supergirl looked over the city of Metropolis as she perched on a crane. As she looked around, she nearly fell off it. "Oh, boy," she said gaining back her balance.

She then noticed a car chase in the distance. "Nice," she said excitedly and shot towards it.

The MPD was conducting a high-speed chase on the freeway. Somehow, a cargo truck was out-pacing them. Alex and Maggie were in front of the police fleet. The door to the cargo truck opened up revealing a mini-gun.

"Oh, shit," Alex realized.

Kara arrived just in time and blocked the bullets from hitting Alex and Maggie's car. "Terry Crews? Is that you?" Kara wondered as she ripped the mini-gun apart.

Not-Terry Crews retreated up a ladder to the top of the cargo truck. Kara flew up to confront him. Not-Terry Crews took out a TASER baton and swung at Kara. She easily dodged each one of his swings. Finally, she caught the baton and had no reaction to the electricity sparking off her uniform. Kara then lightly pushed him off the truck where he fell on the roof of a parked car.

Kara then noticed a family parked in the middle of the street. "Really?" Kara said annoyed as she saw them. She came down from the cargo truck and then rammed her shoulder into the engine block stopping the truck in its tracks.

The MPD then arrived at the scene to capture the driver. "She didn't even stop for an autograph," Maggie remarked as Kara shot off into the sky.

Kara arrived at the DEO and knocked on the glass door. Winn came by to open the doors for her. "You forget the pin? That's okay. It's 1,2,3,4,5,6," Winn reminded her.

"Thanks, I'll remember that," Kara said appreciatively.

"How was that car chase? A little fast? A little furious?" Winn asked.

"Ha, I got that reference," Kara said amused.

"Do we have any leads on who they are?" Hank asked.

"Nothing on facial recognition, yet," Winn said.

"I have some blood," Kara said helpfully.

"Wow, gross," Winn said immaturely as he collected a blood sample from Kara's fist.

"I'm surprised you didn't leave two corpses behind," Alex said dryly. "Thanks for saving me and my fiancee."

"Fiancee?" Kara wondered.

"I've told you this a thousand times," Alex rolled her eyes.

"I've been told I have selective listening," Kara shrugged.

"That truck was filled with aluminum tubing. I need not remind you what you can do with an aluminum tube," Winn said.

"Please enlighten us," Kara requested.

"They're used to build nuclear reactors," Winn said obviously.

"This is a big win, Supergirl," Hank told her.

"Oh, shucks," Kara said pleased.

Kara then walked off only to be stopped by Alex. "So, tomorrow, Maggie and I are going to do a tasting before the wedding. It's going to be hours of wardrobe and h'orderves. We're meeting at the bar beforehand," Alex offered.

"There will be potstickers, oyster sticks, pigeon blankets, and did I mention potstickers?" Alex added.

Kara stared at Alex as if wondering how to react to that. "Sure, I would love to," Kara said. She then took off abruptly.

"What's her deal?" Alex wondered.

"Yeah, these last few weeks she hasn't insulted anyone, swore even once, or even made one snide remark to us," Winn noticed.

"Grief doesn't have a time table," Hank reminded them. "She's basically no different than Alex."

"What the?" Alex said insulted.

"Your blandness is your most enduring quality. It's an anchor for all of us," Hank said to her.

"Hate you, hate you both," Alex said walking off.

The next morning, Morgan Edge discussed his building plans with corporate leaders in a commerce meeting. "Take a good look at the track record of my company, and you'll see I have gambled in markets traditionally regarded non-profit: hospitals, prisons, space exploration. I say good business is where you find it. As you know, I have entered into a contract with the city to run local law enforcement. But at security concepts, we believe an efficient police force is only part of the solution," Morgan began.

"With Supergirl having a no-kill policy, we need a 24-hour policeman. A cop that doesn't eat or sleep. A cop with superior firepower and reflexes to use it. It gives me great pleasure to introduce to you the ED 209," Morgan said displaying a heavily armed robot on two legs.

"You think this thing is going to replace Supergirl?" James asked skeptically.

"Of course not, but we can't rely on a volunteer that has a spotty record. She has a life, too, I imagine. Once these babies patrol the streets, our Supergirl can rest easy, go shopping, get her nails done, and get herself a husband," Morgan said.

"Wow, that's incredibly sexist," Lena objected.

"Maybe," Morgan allowed. "But if Supergirl doesn't fix this crime situation, we're going to need to buy up these slums and replace them with new, clean, and energy-efficient apartment complexes," Morgan said.

"What happens to those already living there?" Lena asked.

"Fuck'em," Morgan replied.

"We've heard your sales pitch before, Morgan. I'm bored. You're boring me," James said disrespectfully.

"Yeah, I'm sure everyone's read your inflammatory articles. Since you've been running it, Catco has become increasingly biased," Morgan said.

"No one is more biased or inflammatory than Cat Grant, so I call bullshit," James said defensively.

"Let's see, it was Cat Grant who motivated the people to resist the Insane only to have them get slaughtered. It was Lex Luthor that created Doomsday and it was Lillian Luthor that nearly caused human extinction. Shall I go on," Morgan pointed out.

"I just want a fair hearing. Now, let's eat some pizza and bread-sticks in the next room. And of course, complimentary cocaine in the bathroom," Morgan said.

"You're not as powerful as you think," Lena said to him.

"Bitch, why are we in my office then?" Morgan asked her.

Cat Grant stood in front of the press secretary's podium and took questions from the media. "Does the president believe in climate change?" a reporter asked.

"Really? Do you even have to ask? The president neither confirms nor denies the existence of climate change. I can tell you this: He doesn't give a shit one way or the other," Cat said.

"What's the president's plan?" a reporter asked.

"Lots of fracking. You see, if we do fracking then we don't have to rely on coal. It will theoretically lower our emissions," Cat said with a cringed expression.

"What's the EPA's position on this?" another reporter asked.

"The EPA's position is that it believes the EPA shouldn't exist in the first place," Cat answered.

"She's handling those questions like a pro. I admire her work ethic. Even though she hates being there, she sticks it out," James said to Kara as they watched TV.

"It's a silly debate if you think about it," Kara said.

"Oh really, what's the answer then?" James quizzed.

Kara shrugged losing interest in the issue. She hadn't even glanced at the TV. "You know, with Snapper gone on sabbatical and Cat in DC, it might actually be congenial around here. A perfect opportunity for me to consolidate my power," James said ambitiously.

"Alright, people, look alive. What's up with sports?" James asked.

"The Metropolis Monarchs suck ass," the sportswriter said.

"Crime?" James asked.

"It's actually increasing. There seems to be a correlation between Supergirl killing criminals and crime dropping. Who knew?" she said.

"Are you trying to say that Supergirl hasn't been killing criminals?" James wondered.

"No Supergirl related deaths since the Insane invasion," she said.

"Speaking of which, where is that exclusive on Supergirl?" James asked Kara.

"Well, she's really busy and as it happens I'm also really busy," Kara excused.

"Well, we have our assignments so get to work, slaves," James kicked them out. "Kara, sup with you?"

"What do you mean?" Kara asked awkwardly.

"Well, you know, I was expecting you to maybe have a witty comeback or obnoxious taunt," James.

"Oh, okay, you're old," Kara said.

"Lame as hell. Do you need a drink?" James asked concernedly.

"Like tea?" Kara wondered.

"No, like fucking tequila," James said obviously.

"I've stopped drinking," Kara told him.

"Since when?" James asked skeptically.

"Since he died," Kara said bluntly and then started to tear up.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Kara," James said giving her a hug.

"I just wish he were here. It's so confusing without him," Kara cried.

"Now, now, you can always have me as a replacement," James offered.

"Too soon, James, too soon," Kara said wiping away a tear and leaving the office.

Lena watched the news from her Ipad. "For years, the press in this town has swung wildly to one side, the wrong side. Once I buy Catco, I'm going to turn it into Fox News only better," Morgan Edge said.

"Did you know?" Lena asked Kara.

"Yes," Kara said unconcernedly.

"Do you think the shareholders will listen to Cat?" Lena asked.

"No," Kara said honestly.

"So, no more free press," Lena said disappointedly.

"I think you'll find that it isn't important in the scheme of things," Kara said.

"Of course it's important. A biased media can influence elections that influence policies," Lena said.

"I don't drink, sorry," Kara said as Lena gave her a glass of whiskey.

"That's odd. You love to drink," Lena said.

"Well, after the invasion, I've decided to cut back," Kara said.

Lena shrugged. "More for me then," she said downing both glasses.

"In any case, you're going to buy Catco anyway," Kara said.

"I am?" Lena wondered.

"Yep," Kara said confidently.

"I've never owned a media empire before," Lena said intrigued.

"And that is why you will fail," Kara said somberly.

"Is everything okay, because I've been trying to make plans and you keep ditching," Lena asked concernedly.

"I've been busy," Kara told her.

"You know, I understand your loss. My mother is still on the run. I might never see her again," Lena said.

"You will," Kara said to her and then walked off leaving a very confused Lena.

Alex, Maggie, James, Winn, and Hank met up at the alien gay bar with Kara noticeably absent. "She does know that the police can handle a common burglary, right?" Maggie asked incredulously as she saw the news.

"Home Alone would suggest otherwise," Winn joked earning a dirty look from Maggie.

"Yeah, forget getting that assignment done. All she has to do is literally write the questions and the answers," James said frustrated.

"How much space does this girl need?" Winn wondered.

"I've given her as much space as I can handle," Alex agreed.

"I think a lot of you have space between your ears. Grief is different for everyone. It's been over three hundred years, and I'm still fucked up over my family burning to death," Hank said.

"Damn, now I feel like an asshole," James said.

"Good," Hank told him.

"Wow, we just got the DNA results back on our merc," Winn said pleased.

"Let's roll," Hank ordered.

The gang arrived at the DEO only to find Supergirl already there watching the television screen. "Meet Robert DuBois," Winn said recognizing the profile. "He goes by Bloodsport."

"What do we know about him?" Hank asked.

"You know those bombings at city hall a few years ago. That was him, and he's been AWOL ever since," Winn said.

"Who is he absent from?" Kara asked confused.

"It's just an expression. He's been missing, basically, off the radar, if you know what I mean," Winn said.

"Radar? Oh, of course," Kara said.

"Are you okay? You sound fucked up," Hank said concernedly.

"I'm perfectly fine. Where can we find this man?" Kara asked.

"He does security at Fort Harrington just across the bay," Winn told her.

"I'll scope it out," Kara said and took off.

Kara scanned the base and found Marines on the ground dead. She then saw a warehouse coated in lead. Cautiously going inside, Kara was fired upon by an invisible source. Immediately, she took evasive action getting low to the floor as the laser continued to fire at her. Two Marines came inside the warehouse and were shot down.

Kara collected energy inside her palms and fired at the source taking out its cloak revealing a high-tech aircraft. Robert came out of the aircraft and fled the scene. "Help me!" one of the injured Marines cried out.

Kara considered Robert and then the Marine. Running over to the Marine, she took off his jacket and shirt and looked for life-threatening injuries. As she was treating the Marine, she got a beep on her watch. "You'll live," she said to the Marine and then took off towards Catco.

Kara flew into Catco and instantly changed into her civilian clothes. "What's wrong? You activated the signal watch," Kara said alarmed.

"You haven't turned in your assignment yet," James said annoyed.

"You stopped me from saving Marines and stopping a domestic terrorist for a deadline?" Kara asked incredulously. "That watch is supposed to be for emergencies."

"This is an emergency. I'm your boss," James said.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'm just a little overwhelmed at the moment," Kara said to him.

"What the fuck happened to you? This isn't the Kara I know. The Kara I know would chew me out, question my manhood, and ignore everything I say," James said bewildered.

"Really?" Kara wondered. "Look, I've been busy."

"You've been using that excuse for weeks now," James pointed out. "It's bullshit and you can come up with something wittier than that."

"You don't really care about this assignment. You just want a reaction out of me," Kara realized.

"I want you to be fun. You're not fun anymore. You're boring," James critiqued.

"I tried to play the part. I really did, but I don't know what I'm doing here. I don't know you. I don't know how this place is run. You know what? I quit," Kara said.

"You're fucking with me, right?" James asked stunned.

"Nope. I don't need the money, and I don't need you," Kara said dismissively and left the Catco office.

Hank raged on the phone against a Marine General. "When were you going to tell me you had an Insane warship in your possession?"

"Well, you don't exist so never," the general said smugly.

"Alien artifacts are my jurisdiction," Hank said angrily.

"Oh, you want to bust my balls? Who you going to bitch to?" the general asked.

"Be rest assured, I'll be talking to the president. Mark my words, I'll take your stars for this, then I'm going to color your Colonel rank blue because you're a buddy-fucker," Hank shouted and then hung up.

"Respect," Winn nodded.

"Do you have anything for me, Agent Schott?" Hank demanded.

"So, Bloodsport stole some other interesting shit, too. Look at this," Winn showed a picture of the device on the screen.

"It's a cloaking device and the pressure regulator can allow it to be used on an aircraft. Diana has something similar on her jet," Hank said.

"Our equipment wouldn't be able to detect that," Winn said grimly. "Not even Supergirl's X-ray vision would be able to pick it up."

"He could drop a nuke on Metropolis, and we would never know it," Alex said paranoid.

"I want every flight entering and leaving Metropolis scanned for emissions," Hank ordered Winn. "Put your tactical team on high-alert and notify Supergirl," Hank ordered Alex.

Morgan played miniature golf in his office like every bad businessman cliche ever...ever. Lena waltzed in uninvited. "Lena, twice in my office in one day and no blow job."

"You have all the charisma of a Michael Douglas movie from the 80s," Lena rolled her eyes.

"You didn't come all this way to call me a cliche, did you?" Morgan asked.

"I came because I have a proposition. You are the best developer in the city," Lena acknowledged.

"Let me get you a drink," Morgan said pleased with the compliment.

"It's why I have invested in your portfolio and why I intend to invest more," Lena continued.

"Wow, this is even better than sex, right now," Morgan said delightedly.

"Do you have an erection?" Lena wondered upon seeing a noticeable bulge in his pants.

"Maybe," Morgan smiled.

"Anyway, buying Catco is bad business. Focus on rebuilding the city," Lena said.

"Our president was a builder, too, but no one gave a shit about him until he started getting on TV, making movie cameos, showing up to WWE matches, and putting his name on every damn building he owned. At some point, it's no longer about the money. It's about brand recognition. It's about having your competition being forced to see your tower from their office window," Morgan said.

"That's a bit egotistical," Lena said.

"Lex also knew this. That's why he named his company Lex Corp. and put Lex Corp on every damn device and product he came out with. You made a big mistake renaming it L Corp. You should have renamed it to Lena Corp.," Morgan advised.

"The name isn't important to me," Lena said.

"And yet, you still haven't changed your name despite your brother and mother imprisoned for the worst crimes imaginable," Morgan said.

"You want to buy Catco to talk shit?" Lena surmised.

"Well, yeah," Morgan said obviously.

"That's despicable," Lena said unimpressed.

"I have built buildings, made thousands of jobs, made billions of dollars, and paid millions in taxes so the losers of this city don't starve. I am a God damn hero and yet Catco, CNN, MSNBC, and all the other alphabet networks have shit on me from the beginning. That all changes now," Morgan said.

"I'll see my way out," Lena said disappointedly.

As she left, Kara entered Morgan's office. "Do you think she'll bite?" Morgan asked Kara.

"Oh, yes, I guarantee it," Kara told him.

The next morning, Kara watched TV of Cat Grant talking to reporters as press secretary. "Yes, the president really does believe the FBI has bugged his office because he's paranoid as fuck. I would be paranoid, too, if I was a Russian stooge," Cat said.

Kara smiled amused as Alex came in. Alex noticed the window still open and went over to close it. "I lost my apartment key. Can you give me a copy of yours," Kara asked.

"Sure," Alex said taking the key off her key chain. "By the way, what the fuck is up with you? You quit Catco," Alex accused.

"I don't really need the job," Kara said nonchalantly.

"Why? Because you can locate diamonds with your eyes? Catco isn't about the money. It's about belonging and purpose," Alex told her.

"I don't need purpose, right now," Kara said dismissively. "Look, I worked for years at Catco to be an assistant, then I was promised an office, and then I was double-crossed and made to be a reporter. Then Cat Grant left. None of it mattered," Kara said.

"I am done with this. I'm done giving you space. Everyone else has to. You have to move on," Alex said.

"You're confusing apathy with grief. I've just decided to not play the game anymore," Kara said simply.

"What game?" Alex asked.

"This game where I care about any of this," Kara said.

"Who are you, right now? The Kara I know was all about fun even in the face of tragedy," Alex said.

"How do I put this delicately? You're going to be in the same position as me within a few weeks. The whole world is going to come crashing down on you, and you're going to feel the same way I do right now...only worse," Kara said.

"What are you? A prophet now? Is that one of your powers now?" Alex mocked.

"Save yourself the trouble and dump Maggie right now," Kara told her.

"We're great, alright. We're making wedding plans. We're getting together a guest log. Our wedding will be as big as Elton John's," Alex said.

"No, it won't," Kara replied as she opened a soda. "You're going to be at the bar every night, a wreck at work, and you're going to be broken."

"I would be, but that isn't going to happen," Alex doubted.

"I'm Kryptonian. This face is a mask. From the very beginning, I have felt nothing, and I feel nothing now that Mon is gone. All I need from you is information you can give me from the DEO," Kara said to her.

"That's so cold...but you know what? I know that you're just fucking with me. This is all an elaborate joke to get a rise out of me. I get it now," Alex said becoming angry.

"It really isn't," Kara said honestly.

"I'll play your little game, Kara. The DEO suspects Bloodsport will be targeting the wharf," Alex said.

"Very good, the attack will be at noon just as the statue is being unveiled. I'll disable his sub, capture Bloodsport, and then you can have fun interrogating him," Kara said.

"That was oddly specific but alright then," Alex said walking out. "She then turned around. Kara Danvers is a special person. She saved me more than Supergirl ever did. So just think about that before you destroy her."

"She's already destroyed," Kara replied.

Alex left the apartment and then Kara began sobbing uncontrollably. Alex froze as she heard Kara crying. "What the fuck is going on?" she wondered.

Supergirl watched the unveiling of the statue as J'onn arrived. He then immediately transformed into Hank. "It's quiet up here," he said.

"Bloodsport won't attack, just yet," Kara said looking at her watch.

"Oh really? Care to share some intel you have?" Hank asked.

"No," Kara said flatly.

"Well, ain't that a bitch. You never did tell us how you survived that black hole. You just came back a few days later as if nothing happened. What happened out there?" Hank asked.

"I took the wormhole as far away from Earth as I could. I had trouble escaping the black hole, but Mon gave me the last of his energy so I could escape. I watched him suffocate, freeze, and become lifeless," Kara said without emotion.

"Damn," Hank said. "How did you get back?"

"I can fly in space at nearly the speed of light. It gave me a couple of hours to think about Mon's death," Kara said somberly.

"I'm so sorry. I won't bring it up again," Hank promised.

"Thanks," Kara said.

"But what confuses me is the other things I've noticed," Hank said.

"Such as?" Kara asked.

"You refuse to kill people. You don't swear, you don't drink, you don't party. You quit your job. You're not insulting everyone you meet," Hank listed.

"I had a lot of time to reflect on myself. My parents would have wanted me to be better than who I was," Kara said.

"I've also noticed you've been putting mental blockers against me this entire time," Hank said.

"I always block you out," Kara replied.

"No, you don't. You suck at it. Your mind was so open to me it might as well fall out," Hank smiled.

"I got better," Kara said simply.

"You know what will cheer you up?" Hank asked.

"What?" Kara wondered.

"Listening to Alex and Maggie banter," Hank said pointing to his earpiece.

Kara listened with her super-hearing and then cracked a smile. "There it is," Hank said giving Kara a pat.

Kara then frowned and shook her head to Hank's confusion. Lena then made a speech about Supergirl that filled Kara with wonder. The drapes came down revealing the Supergirl statue.

"You know, they still haven't fixed the Superman statue memorial yet," Hank smiled.

"All statues eventually fall," Kara replied. She then flew over to the stage next to Lena Luthor. "Thanks for coming," Lena smiled.

"Of course," Kara said.

"Time for you to make a speech," Lena encouraged.

Kara turned to the microphone. "Duck," she told them.

An explosion hit the waterfront causing the ground to shake. People fell to the ground from the shaking. Kara calmly jumped off the stage and looked over the water. "What you got?" Hank asked.

"They're underwater," Kara said.

"Well, if you're such a prophet locate them," Hank said to her.

Kara blinked a few times. "I'll be back," she said floating above the buildings.

Supergirl dived into the water and looked around for the submarine. Finding no sign of it, Kara fired a few dozen energy orbs from her fingertips into the water. One of the energy orbs hit the cloaked sub and exploded. Seeing the point of impact, Kara put her hands together tightly. The other energy orbs shot towards the point of impact creating a massive explosion underwater. A depth charge explosion could be seen from the coast.

The crew inside the submarine were thrown about as the submarine lost its cloak. "She's found us. Fire now," Bloodsport ordered.

The submarine fired a torpedo towards the coastline. Kara swam towards the torpedo to intercept. Bloodsport saw Kara move quickly towards the torpedo on his sonar. "Detonate it," he ordered.

The torpedo exploded near Kara stunning her and rattling the coastline. Kara was knocked-out cold from the explosion. A teenage boy with blond hair, black sunglasses, a black DEO jacket, and black pants kept two girls steady as the ground cracked and shook.

"You'll have to excuse me, ladies. It's time for me to kick ass," Kon said to them.

"Oh, you're so cool," the two girls gushed.

Kon took off his sunglasses revealing piercing blue eyes. "I know," he smirked and then dived into the water. Kon shot towards the now visible submarine and got on top of it locating the hatch. Unlocking it with his grip, Kon entered the submarine and then locked it again to keep the water from coming in. Bloodsport's men fired on him, but he deflected all of their bullets with his sword. He proceeded to slaughter them all with his sword and then went for Bloodsport.

"You look like Terry Crews," Kon remarked. "I have to say, White Chicks was amazing."

"What the fuck?" Bloodsport wondered.

Before he could even move, Kon slashed him a dozen times all over his body. Kon faced away from Bloodsport, put his sunglasses back on, and put his sword back in its sheath. Bloodsport then fell to pieces on the floor.

"Damn, the cleanup bill is going to be expensive," Kon frowned.

Kon then looked over the cloaking device. "Not bad," he said impressed and then restarted the system. The sub then became cloaked again. "Har...har...har," Kon laughed as he took the sub out to sea.

Kara washed up on the shore annoyed a torpedo got the better of her. She stood up and sensed a familiar presence. Even though the submarine was cloaked, she could still sense Kon inside it. Kara blinked a few times and then fired heat vision into the ocean like Moses. The beam sliced the ocean in half from the bottom to the surface. The sub flowed out of the water and hit the bottom with a thud.

Kara smirked as she fired on the sub blasting it to pieces. "No fair!" Kon said immaturely as he was blasted out of the submarine.

Kara smiled at Kon as the two made eye contact. He gave her the middle finger as the waves came down upon him.

Kara as Supergirl later entered Morgan Edge's office. "She bought it just like you said," he said pouring himself a glass of whiskey. "Want some?"

"I don't drink," Kara refused.

"Of course you don't. We both know this no-killing nonsense is just to get your approval ratings up," Morgan said cynically.

Kara said nothing to that. "I've come for the money."

"Here it is," Morgan said handing her a suitcase filled with money.

"What's your next prediction?" Morgan asked.

"L Corp will attempt a merger with JQB," Kara revealed.

"Oh really? Will I be able to stop it?" Morgan asked curiously.

"Maybe," Kara said teasing him. "That will be all for now."

"I knew all of your superheroes were corrupt deep down," Morgan said to her.

"I'm not the superhero this city needs. I am what she deserves," Kara replied taking the suitcase with her.

Alex awkwardly entered a conference room where Hank was studying on an Ipad. "What's up?" he asked her as she came in.

"Maggie and I have decided to throw the biggest gay wedding Metropolis has ever seen," Alex said. "And I want everyone I love to be there."

"That counts me out," Hank said dismissively.

"Look, asshole, you're going to be there," Alex told him.

"Fine, whatever, it better be an open bar," Hank relented.

"And I want you to walk me down the aisle," Alex requested.

Hank chuckled at that. "I'm serious. My father would never do it. He finds the whole thing an abomination," Alex said.

"Oh, you were serious?" Hank realized. "Let me laugh harder," Hank laughed. "I have a better idea. I'll shape-shift to look like your dad and do it for him."

"That would really piss him off," Alex said smiling.

"I know," Hank smiled.

"Deal," Alex smiled shaking his hand.

The DEO gang minus Kara went to the alien gay bar to celebrate the upcoming wedding. Alex looked anxiously at the door hoping Kara would come in. Instead, Kara was at her apartment looking through photo albums of herself and Mon. "I didn't think you would be the sentimental type," Kon said dropping into the apartment through the window.

"Why are you here?" Kara asked annoyed.

"As I see it, this dump also belongs to me," he said arrogantly.

"Just because we're related doesn't mean what I have is yours," Kara told him.

"So much for family," Kon muttered.

"You can sleep on the couch," Kara offered.

Kon eyed the photographs of Mon and then turned away. "So...Aunt Kara Zor-El, what is our game plan now that you have quit your job and distanced yourself from all your friends?" Kon mocked.

"There's a presence on this planet, dark and elusive. I'm going to find it, and you're going to kill it," Kara said to him.

"Can a god really be killed?" Kon wondered.

"We're going to find out, won't we," Kara replied.