Season 4
Mara, dressed as Supergirl, eyed an asteroid coming straight for Metropolis. Using her heat vision, she destroyed the asteroid before it could reach the ground. She ignored a red balloon that floated past her and then flew away.
In Madrid, Mara apprehended a painting thief and returned the painting to the museum authorities. "We cannot thank you enough," the museum administrator said to her.
"It was nothing," Mara replied to him in Spanish and took off.
In Southern Ukraine, near the Crimean border, Mara used her frost breath to slow down a train before it could fall into a ditch as the bridge had been destroyed.
Mara then landed in front of Metropolis City Hall next to James where Vice President Mike Pence was about to speak. "I'm happy to take questions now," Pence smiled to the crowd.
Mara raised her hand silently. "Yes, Miss...Jade," Pence called upon her.
"President Trump is about to have a Camp David summit on the anniversary of the Alien Amnesty Act. Is that a coincidence?" Mara asked.
"President Trump and I opposed the Alien Amnesty Act. We campaigned against it in 2016. Our attempts to repeal the executive order have been met with frivolous lawsuits. We will be discussing an alternative to the Alien Amnesty Act that we all can live with," Pence answered.
"You're really good at multi-tasking," James complimented.
"You have to when everything in your life is out of your control," Mara said sadly and then walked off.
Alex began her morning by kicking ass on her newest agents. "Never charge in without a plan," she said condescendingly to one.
"Agent Jenson. Let's dance," Alex motioned.
Alex manhandled Agent Jenson and forced him to tap out. The doors opened as Brainiac 5 entered the training room. Alex gave him a look of fear wondering if he would try to upstage her. She was no match against the alien android.
Brainiac 5 eyed the agents and then addressed Alex. "Director Danvers, Vice President Pence will be here shortly for his yearly inspection."
"When?" Alex asked.
"Now," Brainiac 5 replied.
"Shit!" Alex realized.
"It was on the calendar," Brainiac 5 reminded her as the two of them left the training room.
"Yeah, well, I was hoping the administration would be removed by now," Alex said dryly.
"Your optimism amuses me," Brainiac 5 mocked her.
Vice President Pence then strolled into the DEO. "What a surprise, Mr. Vice President," Alex said to him. "If you would give me a minute, I can get cleaned up."
"That's not necessary. Maybe, you could show me some combat moves," Pence smiled.
"You can't be serious," Alex said awkwardly.
"But I am," Pence said seriously.
"As long as you promise not to have the Secret Service come in and break it up," Alex said.
"They're there just to give the American people confidence. I've never needed them," Pence said to her.
"Okay then," Alex agreed.
Alex got in a fighting stance and punched at Pence. He dodged all of her punches even dressed in a suit. Alex became more aggressive attempting to kick at Pence. He also easily dodged her attacks. Upon seeing an opening, Pence lightly pushed Alex to the floor.
The agents clapped for their vice president. "Lucky punch," Pence said and then helped the embarrassed Alex off the floor.
"What the fuck are you?" Alex whispered.
Pence ignored the question. "I just wanted to say that you have all done a tremendous job keeping the nation safe. With Superman gone on Argo, you've really stepped up."
"You mean, kept the world safe?" Alex questioned.
"Sure," Pence said dismissively. "And J'onn J'onzz made a wise choice when he made you his successor. You have given us so much cover," Pence said to her.
"Excuse you?" Alex asked offended.
"Agent Barney: Could you give me a tour of the facility while the director...cleans up," Pence requested.
"Of course, Mr. Vice President," Brainiac 5 said leading him around. "I would like to discuss with you all the changes I have made."
Alex looked away embarrassed and hurt that Brainiac 5 was overshadowing her.
Mara walked with James as they entered Catco. "The way you got out front to get the first question was perfect," James said pleased.
"The vice president recognizes me is all," Mara downplayed.
"I want you to talk to our newest intern. She comes recommended by Cat Grant. Her name is Nia Null," James requested.
"Sure," Mara agreed.
"She's going to need a mentor like you," James said.
"I would like to remind you that I'm eight," Mara replied.
"A fact that makes me happy I already have a girlfriend," James said referring to Lena.
"You're back," Mara said upon seeing Lena.
"I'm happy to report that I have successfully disappeared Sam and Ruby. They now have new names and identities. We shouldn't be seeing them on the news ever again," Lena smiled pleased with herself.
"Well, I have an alien summit to write about," Mara said leaving them alone.
As soon as she was gone, Lena used a remote to activate the blinds. "I've missed you," James said kissing Lena passionately.
"I was only gone for two days," Lena said as James kissed down her neck.
"Two days too many," James replied as he began to undress her.
"I've made a deal to drop all Guardian-related charges," Lena said as she let James unhook her bra.
"What about all the James Olsen-related charges," James teased.
"Be serious, James," Lena scolded as she let her dress fall to the floor.
"What kind of deal?" James asked.
"I've pulled some strings, and I can get you a presidential pardon," Lena said.
"I don't want to be pardoned by Mr. Cheeto," James objected taking his shirt off.
"Be reasonable, James. You could be facing life behind bars with all these charges," Lena pointed out.
"Supergirl will rescue me," James said unconcernedly.
"This one is a different kind of Supergirl. She isn't going to cover for you," Lena reminded him.
"And just like that you've killed my boner," James said frustrated.
Supergirl crashed through a lab facility window as Otis and Mercy Grave were attacking an alien scientist, Dr. Vose. The pair cut off Dr. Vose's tusks on his arms and used them to access his lab. "I don't think he wants you in there," Mara said obviously.
"I know your weakness, Supergirl," Otis said activating a sound device that put Taylor Swift on max.
Mara gave him a blank look unaffected by it. Mercy threw a device at Mara's feet pinning Mara's boots together. She easily broke them off. Otis then fired his laser gun. It was simply absorbed on Mara's chest seal. Mara then ignored the two criminals as she listened to Taylor Swift. Leaning on the wall for support, she shook her head filled with grief. Unable to continue, Mara sat down leaving Dr. Vose to his fate.
"There's something fucked up about her," Mercy remarked.
"She's an alien. What do you expect?" Otis said as he entered the lab.
Brainiac 5 sat in his special chair as Alex busied herself around the command center. "You fucked me over, Barney," Alex raged.
"Why would I want to embarrass you in front of the vice president?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"So you can take the DEO for yourself," Alex figured.
"Please, I could easily take over any human institution if I wanted to. Like Vose's lab, for example," Brainiac 5 pointed out the screen.
"Give me surveillance inside there," Alex ordered her agents. "Supergirl, there's a break-in at Vose's lab. Get there quickly," Alex ordered.
"She's already there," Brainiac 5 realized.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? They're just humans," Alex said to her.
"It's complicated," Mara replied.
"I'll deal with this," Brainiac 5 said and then flew off out of the DEO. He landed inside the lab where Mara was sitting against a wall.
"What appears to be the malfunction?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"They played her music," Mara said teary-eyed.
Brainiac 5 gave her an understanding look and sat down next to her. Meanwhile, Otis and Mercy were royally beating the shit out of Dr. Vose and his associates. "You are not required to be Supergirl. You can be a reporter and a CEO of Morgan Industries and have that be it," Brainiac 5 said to her.
"But if you are going to be Supergirl, people depend upon you to act," Brainiac 5 told her.
"Everything around me reminds me of her. I hear her pop references on TV. I see her when I see blond models in Catco magazines. I hear her shriek when Taylor Swift plays," Mara said sadly.
"These are symptoms of PTSD, Mara. Only time and talking about it will heal you," Brainiac 5 told her.
Mara noticed Dr. Vose was getting his face thrown against the window. "I should do something about that," Mara considered getting up.
"For the moment, forget about the consequences of your actions. Just focus on getting your motives straight," Brainiac 5 told her.
Mara nodded and then went back into the lab. Suddenly, she was hit with a grenade. Mara stood back up and noticed Otis and Mercy were gone out the door. Mara struggled to stand and then fell to the floor. Brainiac 5 was immediately at her side and took her away.
Hank came in to investigate the crime of the stolen EMP device. He came up to the injured Dr. Vose who was being treated on the spot. "I came as soon as I heard. You look like shit," Hank remarked.
"I feel like shit because I'm not accepted on this world," Dr. Vose said filled with self-pity.
"I told you to lose the tusks and fix the ears. This is your own damn fault," Hank told him.
"None of us are safe," Dr. Vose said.
"Yeah, from me," Hank said walking off.
"J'onn J'onzz, a pleasure to see you again. I wish the circumstances were merrier," Brainiac 5 said to him.
"You can take that polite sub-routine and shove it up your ass," Hank told him off.
"Very well. What the fuck are you doing in my crime scene?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"That's more like it. Dr. Vose is a friend of mine," Hank said.
"I know he is," Brainiac 5 smiled condescendingly.
"This could be a hate crime," Hank said.
"Of course, if it were, it would benefit your new firm," Brainiac 5 said knowingly. "There's no evidence to support that."
"They sliced off his tusks," Hank pointed out.
"To provide them with a way to get passed the biometric scan. I recommend an iris scan. Even if the eye were plucked out, it wouldn't work," Brainiac 5 said. "No, I believe the motive was purely to take the EMP device."
"There's a fresh wave of anti-alien sentiment going on," Hank said to him.
"The simplest explanation is likely to be the truest explanation. Dr. Vose just happened to be an alien that just happened to have the EMP device they were after. Of course, Dr. Vose is free to play the victim if it should profit him," Brainiac 5 said condescendingly.
"Fuck you, Barney," Hank glared at him.
"Do not worry. When we do find them, we will make them squeal their true motive," Brainiac 5 assured him.
Brainiac 5 arrived back at the DEO only to have Alex bitch him out again. "I'm back having assisted the FBI forensics team at Vose's Lab."
"I'm very happy you were able to help, but we seem to have a communications problem," Alex said annoyed.
"Oh no, I assure you, I understand every word that comes out of your mouth," Brainiac 5 said condescendingly.
"But you are not comprehending it. Otherwise, you wouldn't be finding new and creative ways to piss me off every single day for the last three months."
"I understand your sentiments," Brainiac 5 said.
"You either do too little or too much," Alex critiqued. "You don't get to go rogue whenever you feel like it."
"You didn't seem to have a problem with it before," Brainiac 5 pointed out.
"Fuck you, Barney. I wasn't the director back then, and she...," Alex said giving Brainiac 5 a haunted look.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up," Brainiac 5 admitted.
"You're sorry you got a negative reaction. You're not sorry, because it causes me pain. You're sorry because it doesn't give you the result you want," Alex said scornfully.
"You're implying I'm a sociopath," Brainiac 5 said offended.
"I'm not implying anything. I'm flat out telling you," Alex said to him. "You don't leave this building. You don't even breathe unless I tell you to."
"Director Danvers, I have the highest respect for you, but I do whatever I want whenever I want. My carrot to you is that my vast intelligence and knowledge archives can help you solve crimes you would never be able to solve on your own. Or crimes that you could solve but would take much longer. My stick is that I know every little secret the DEO has," Brainiac 5 said to her.
"You threatening me?" Alex narrowed her eyes.
"Yes, I am," Brainiac 5 confirmed.
"Well...fuck you," Alex said hatefully and walked away.
Mara entered the elevator leading up to Catco when a young woman called to keep the doors open. As the elevator doors closed, Mara used her fingertips to force the doors open again. "Thank you. I am so late," she said checking her phone.
"That you are," Mara agreed.
"You know, the crazy thing is that I am always punctual. My roommate stole my rental car forcing me to take the bus, and you know how late they can be. Then I spilled coffee on my skirt, so I had to change. My day has just been one fuck-up after another and all I wanted to do was give a good impression," Nia prattled on.
"It's you, isn't it?" Nia realized horrified.
"It's Jade, Mara Jade," Mara confirmed.
"Wow, I'm Nia," she said awkwardly.
Mara lowered her glasses for a split second as she shook Nia's hand. "Cat has said some amazing things about you," Mara said to her.
"Really?" Nia asked hopefully.
"However, I've never cared for Cat Grant's opinion," Mara clarified.
"Oh," Nia said awkwardly. "Here's your coffee," she offered.
"Keep it. I don't drink coffee," Mara said to her.
"Impressive," Nia said to her. "Cat Grant said that the chief editor liked lattes, and you're the chief editor, so I just kind of assumed."
Mara closed her eyes and leaned against the elevator wall. "You alright?" Nia asked concernedly.
Mara refocused herself calming herself down. "Yeah, I'm fine," she said exiting the elevator as the doors opened.
"Look, I just want to do a good job," Nia said.
"Try to focus on things related to your actual job," Mara suggested. "We have a meeting to get to."
Mara sat at her desk with Nia at attention wearing a new pink outfit. "You wanted to see me, Miss Jade?" Nia asked arriving.
"Yes, James asked new reporters to pitch new story ideas. Did you pick an article?" Mara asked.
"Yes, the feature on Metropolis' new fashion district," Nia said brightly.
"Don't you think you're over-compensating a little too much?" Mara asked bluntly.
"What do you mean?" Nia asked confused.
"I've never understood the value of fashion. So much money, time, and resources into such an irrelevant thing. If I were in charge, everyone would wear the same uniform," Mara said recalling the future.
"That's kind of boring," Nia remarked.
"Your resume states you have a degree from Georgetown in International Relations. Don't you want to do something more aligned with your expertise?" Mara asked.
"Fashion is a very expressive art-form," Nia said following Mara to a copy machine.
"Let me ask you this: If men and women wore the same exact uniform every day, would gender roles still exist?" Mara asked.
"Of course, there's more to gender than fashion," Nia said obviously. "But fashion can tell a story about who we are."
"Your story, Nia, is that you chose pink because starting in the 1920s, pink became a popular color for women as before it was popular for men. You wear a blouse to show off your legs because men want to be able to see your figure. Your blouse is covered in flowers because that represents things women appreciate such as beauty, color, and fragrance. But women appreciate such things because it is submissive and attracts a man. You wear high heels to make you appear taller which in turn makes you look slimmer despite being completely impractical," Mara said to her.
"Well...damn," Nia said stunned.
"You wear what you wear to conform with existing stereotypes and what people expect of you," Mara said to her.
"Alright, tomorrow, I'll come in wearing black leather," Nia said incredulously.
"So, you can conform to another type of stereotype?" Mara asked condescendingly.
"What am I supposed to wear?" Nia asked confused.
"I don't care what you wear, Nia. I just want you to understand why people wear what they wear, so you can understand the system of manipulation. Fashion is all about re-inventing the wheel in pointless ways to give you the impression that it is new and exotic when it is not. It is one big scam," Mara said to her.
"Okay, well, the east district is now open to these fashion designers for the first time. An area that used to be a hot-bed for crime is now alive with color and light. Just think about all the kids that live in that neighborhood. All the new job opportunities that will be created. The fashion article I want to write about isn't about clothes. It's about community and economic growth...and hope," Nia said.
"You need to pitch the article to James just like that. He'll eat it up," Mara said condescendingly.
"Am I wrong?" Nia asked not sensing approval.
"You have passion, Nia. You need to knock that off. A reporter must not give a...," Mara said and stopped herself. "A reporter must not have bias. There's to be no passion, bias, or hope in reporting. I just want the facts."
"But this is Catco," Nia said confused.
"You report to me the facts and then I spin it. You don't spin it for me," Mara ordered.
"Gotcha," Nia understood.
Mara then got a phone call from Brainiac 5. "You're dismissed," Mara waved Nia away. "What is it?"
"I've narrowed down our suspect pool to two individuals: Mercy and Otis Graves, a brother-sister team," Brainiac 5 reported.
Mara froze at that. "Hello?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"You have a location?" Mara asked finally.
"No, but I have located an ex-employee that might get you an address," Brainiac 5 said vaguely.
"Now, let's try that again with specifics this time," Mara said annoyed.
"Lillian Luthor at the Metropolis penitentiary," Brainiac 5 replied.
Mara, dressed as Supergirl, arrived at the Metropolis penitentiary and was escorted by a guard to Lillian's cell. As per usual, Mara was in Super Insane mode to disguise her appearance. It ended up being helpful in fooling both Luthors as she entered the room. "Ms. Luthor, you have a visitor," the guard said to her as Mara entered the cell. She saw Lillian and Lena playing chess together.
"Lena, what are you doing here?" Mara asked rudely.
"I don't have to take this. I can visit my mother anytime I want and that doesn't make me sinister or anything. I am a God damn saint!" Lena said freaking out.
"I need to find Mercy and Otis Graves, and you're going to tell me how to find them," Mara said walking behind Lillian. "They worked for Lex and then for you."
"Mercy was Lex's head of security," Lena said helpfully.
"And then betrayed him," Mara recalled.
"So, you think I would help you to get revenge for my son?" Lillian asked.
"That's exactly right," Mara agreed.
"I'm not vengeful anymore. A few months ago when those other Kryptonians tried to terraform the Earth...again, I was in my cell under a mattress hoping the ceiling would not fall on me. I realized then I didn't want to die alone. So, I realized I had to change," Lillian said.
"So, what do you want to know about the Graves siblings?" Lillian asked.
"I want to know every Cadmus hideout," Mara ordered.
"Domestic or International?" Lillian asked coyly.
"Everything," Mara said to her.
"I must have really struck a nerve against you to earn your cold gaze," Lillian said amused.
"You killed someone close to me," Mara said vaguely referring to Morgan Edge.
"I may be in this cell, but I still get the news. You can be any hair color you want, but you don't fool anyone. I know what you are. What you are capable of," Lillian said to Mara.
"You said you didn't want to die alone. Careful what you wish for," Mara stared Lillian down. "Now, start writing," Mara said handing her a notepad.
Mara's investigation was stalled as the alien gay bar was attacked. She entered the bar as Supergirl and greeted Hank. "Now, this must be a hate crime, no doubt," Hank said a little too giddy.
"Too bad I don't determine that," Mara said unconcernedly.
"I still believe that Dr. Vose's attack was motivated by anti-alien sentiment," Hank continued. "You should look into it."
"What happened to you, Hank? Now, you're playing the victim card whenever possible," Mara said to him.
"You're one to talk," Hank said and then realized he had just fucked up.
Mara glared at Hank. "There's no reason to believe the attack on the bar is related to Dr. Vose. None whatsoever."
"The political climate is changing," Hank told her.
"Is it, though? I recall Cadmus gaining support against alien residents two years ago. It's the same old story," Mara said dismissively.
"You weren't there for that," Hank pointed out.
"That's right. You were though which is why you should know better. I know your firm requires a steady stream of paranoid alien residents to stay afloat. I'm not going to create panic as a favor to you," Mara said to him.
"I'm not that cynical," Hank said to her.
"It's a hate crime when Barney says it is," Mara said dismissively.
"Barney is a shady mother-fucker. You know that?" Hank pointed out.
Mara flared her aura in anger rattling the bar. "You were late, Hank. Had you not been with your father. Had you been at the DEO, you could have stopped Selena. Had you got to Selena quicker, they would still be alive!" Mara said angrily.
"Don't put their deaths on me," Hank warned her, his eyes glowing red. "I will never apologize for being with my father during his last moments."
"I'm going to leave now, so I don't end up committing a hate crime of my own," Mara glared at him and then stormed out of the bar.
A troubled and hurt Hank leaned on the bar. "I'm going to need a drink," he ordered.
Mara entered her apartment and quickly changed into civilian attire. "Sorry, I ate the fried rice. Work has been stressful," Alex said to her.
"I don't care," Mara said without emotion.
"Can you talk to Barney? He's such an ass," Alex said to her.
"About what in particular?" Mara wondered.
"He didn't tell me the vice president was going to show up that day embarrassing the fuck out of me," Alex said. "He does this all the time where he neglects to tell me things, and I fall on my face," Alex said frustrated.
"Was it on the calendar?" Mara asked.
"It was, but I have a hundred things I have to worry about at the start of each day. I was training cadets in martial arts, and I completely forgot about it. I realize Barney never forgets anything but humans do," Alex said.
"For seven years...Barney hung out with my parents every day going on all sorts of adventures. Being coy about information, insulting each other, and increasing dramatic tension was how they did things. It made life more exciting for them. It's going to be hard to break that programming," Mara said to Alex.
"Alright," Alex allowed. "What's up with you? You haven't touched your Chinese food."
"I don't like Chinese," Mara reminded her.
"Wait a minute, you...," Alex said and then froze. "I'm so sorry."
"It's alright," Mara excused.
"It's just you look like her even without the facial mask," Alex said befuddled.
"I got into a fight with Hank. It got personal," Mara admitted. "I said some things I shouldn't have."
"I'll talk with him. He's got thick Martian skin," Alex assured her.
"It doesn't matter whether his skin is thick or thin. It was wrong," Mara said ashamedly.
"Don't beat yourself up. You have big boots to fill," Alex told her.
"Don't mess with Barney on your own. He's as dangerous as my parents were," Mara warned her.
James entered the meeting in good spirits despite the indictment over his head. "Alright, Sam, your assignment is researching the homeless. I want you to actually be homeless for a week and take notes. Be careful out there."
"Got it, boss," Sam said agreeably.
"Anyone want to take a crack at fashion?" James asked.
"My pitch is that Metropolis is the global center of fashion. We take what's hot. We set the trends, and we're overdue for a fashion district that shows our cultural importance," Asian reporter Takanawa said. "Also, my mother is friends with fashion designer, Adrian Tyler, so I have access to the entire fashion industry," she added.
"Nice," James smiled. "Anyone wish to challenge her?" James asked and saw no one speak up. "Alright, it's all yours."
Mara eyed Nia disinterestedly and then got a phone call from Brainiac 5. "What is it?"
"I have a location for Mercy and Otis. It's in an abandoned warehouse," Brainiac 5 said.
Mara flew over to the warehouse as Supergirl and looked around with her X-ray vision. "There's no one here," she reported.
"There were heat signatures there thirty minutes ago," Brainiac 5 said.
"It doesn't take me thirty minutes to get here," Mara said annoyed and then looked over some computer equipment. It held a number of text messages related to attacking aliens.
She then received a phone call. Mara took the call and listened to a woman's voice. "Hey, I'm glad you picked up. That weapon you sold me barely burned the Euphorians," Karen said annoyed.
"Oh really? What power setting did you use?" Mara asked playing along.
"Its lowest setting. I'm not trying to vaporize them," Karen said obviously.
"I totally understand where you're coming from, but you have to be at least in the mid-range," Mara said to her.
"Alright, I'll try that next time," Karen said.
"If you have any trouble, feel free to call us back," Mara said to her.
"Thanks. I knew I could count on you, two," Karen said and then hung up.
Mara sighed and then called Brainiac 5. "Did you trace the call?"
"Yes, thank you. There will be DEO personnel at her house shortly," Brainiac 5 said to her.
"All in a day's work," Mara said as she looked over the computer screens. "Can you track the IP addresses of all these people on this chatroom?" Mara asked.
"Certainly," Brainiac 5 said.
"Let us remind them that humans can be just as much a threat to their petty existence as aliens can be," Mara said.
"I like your thinking. I have determined their names, phone numbers, and addresses. I can storm their houses, get them fired, get them expelled from school, and most importantly delete their social media accounts," Brainiac 5 said. "However, I think I should clear this with Alex first."
"Alex isn't the DEO. We are," Mara reminded him.
"Of course," Brainiac 5 replied and then went to work. "I wasn't aware you were into defending resident aliens so strongly."
"I'm not. I just want to end Hank's business before it begins. If I solve this problem completely, he will lose all his clients," Mara said.
"And then he will be forced to come back to the DEO," Brainiac 5 assumed.
"I don't care what he does afterward," Mara replied bitterly.
"I have located a deleted email that mentions Camp David," Brainiac 5 reported.
"We must preserve this presidency. The future depends on it," Mara said.
"Our information is limited on this time period, but we do know that many historians consider President Trump to be the greatest president that ever existed in American history. He was instrumental in making America great again. There are statues and monuments of him everywhere in the future." Brainiac 5 said seriously.
"I do recall mother enjoying herself as she repaired Mt. Trumpmore," Mara remembered fondly.
"So, you going to interrupt the summit based on this one email that only mentions it?" Brainiac 5 asked.
"I suppose," Mara said getting up.
Mara flew to the White House to meet with the president. As she came to the gate, Mara was stopped by the Secret Service. "Your clearance?" they asked.
"This is my clearance," Mara said as her eyes glowed white-hot.
"Well, okay then," they said allowing her inside.
Mara then strolled into the oval office where President Trump was eating a bacon cheeseburger and drinking a Coke. Vice President Pence came up to Mara as if expecting her. "Always a pleasure to see you, Supergirl. Your mother was an American hero. I know that she is happy to see you continuing her work," Pence said to her.
"Thank you," Mara said softly.
President Trump walked over to Mara and shook her hand. "What happened to your mother and father...sad," Trump said to her.
"It was," Mara agreed.
"So...how can we help you?" Pence asked gently.
"We have intelligence that the Earth First movement will try to attack the Camp David Summit," Mara said.
"Are you suggesting we cancel the summit?" Trump asked.
"No, I'm suggesting we set a trap for them," Mara corrected.
"I like your thinking," Trump complimented. "I have always appreciated your family's loyalty to this nation. To me, loyalty means everything."
"If there is an attack, it is too risky for you to be there. I'll be there instead," Pence said sacrificially.
"You see that? That's loyalty," Trump smiled giving Pence a pat on the back.
"Say hello to your aunt for me," Pence said knowingly away from Trump's earshot.
"Sure," Mara nodded slightly disturbed by him.
At Camp David, the DEO and Secret Service provided security. Mara was in the air looking for any potential threats. Vice President Pence met with a number of concerned alien rights leaders. "I'm thrilled that you're here. Really thrilled," Pence said completely relaxed.
"This is the first time in history that we have hosted guests not born on this planet...so Obama can suck it," Pence joked.
The alien rights leaders chuckled awkwardly. The EMP device was suddenly thrown towards Camp David knocking out all the electricity in the area. "No one move," Alex said to everyone as the power went down.
Pence remained relaxed as the whole building was lit by candles. "Counter-measure initiated," Brainiac 5 said as he restored power to the area.
"We need to move you to a safe-house," Alex said to Pence.
"If you think that would be best," Pence allowed.
Mara then saw two DEO agents unconscious in the forest. "They're in DEO uniforms," she reported to Alex.
"Shit!" Alex said as she looked around for any possible threat. Mercy then came out and shot at Alex. The two exchanged gunfire until Mercy threw a grenade at Alex and retreated. Alex created an energy shield around the grenade, so it would explode harmlessly within the field.
Otis came out and fired an automatic rifle at Pence. Mara fired heat vision at his rifle disabling it and forcing Otis' retreat. The Secret Service rushed Pence into his vehicle. Otis and Mercy then got on motorcycles and pursued Pence's vehicle. Mara followed after the two motorcycle riders.
Otis took out a pistol and shot his sister in the chest. She fell off her motorcycle and went off a cliff. Mara ignored her and stayed on Otis. Despite his skill, Mara was able to blast him off his motorcycle. Mara advanced on Otis taking his pistol away from him.
"I thought you would have saved her," Otis said stunned.
"I'm not going to kill you, but I don't have to save you," Mara said to him. Mara then dragged Otis over to where Mercy had fallen off the cliff. She found her motorcycle but Mercy was nowhere to be found.
Alex brought Otis to the DEO in handcuffs. "Our cells are actually full, so you're going to have to bunk with an alien. You're going to be his prison bitch for a while," Alex said to him.
Otis was about to make a retort but decided not to. "Take him away," Alex ordered.
Brainiac 5 was at his desk playing with a Nerf gun and wearing a red cardigan. "That looks like Winn's old stuff," Alex noticed.
"They are the same items. It's all part of me filling in the role he once had," Brainiac 5 said.
"Are you fucking with me?" Alex asked angrily.
"I have discovered that I can't ever win with you...because I'm not Winn," Brainiac 5 smiled.
"Look, fucker, you don't disrespect me or my friend that way," Alex said getting in his face.
"I'm not going to be like your friend, subservient to your every wish," Brainiac 5 said to her.
"I'm not good with change or with arrogant asshole subordinates," Alex admitted. "But since we're stuck with each other, let's make the best of it."
"I couldn't agree more," Brainiac 5 replied.
Mara came into Catco and saw Nia at her desk. "What happened in that meeting?" Mara asked her.
"Miss Takanawa made a good pitch. She knows her stuff and has all the connections. She had me beat," Nia admitted.
"You're right. It's good to know your limits and to have the humility to step aside when another team member can do the job better," Mara complimented.
"I was actually expecting you to chew me out," Nia said surprised.
"Perhaps choose a topic you're actually good at," Mara suggested. "You can learn what interests you on your own time."
"Thank you," Nia said appreciatively.
Mara eyed James and left Nia to her work. "Yes?" she asked him.
"You just remind me of Cat," James smiled.
"We shouldn't talk about people that aren't coming back," Mara said to him and walked off.
"Damn," James shook his head. He then saw something on the news. President Trump came to the podium and greeted the press.
"I have officially pardoned James Olsen for any and all crimes he may have committed as the Guardian. And to any prosecutor out there who thinks they can charge Mr. Olsen in the future, I tell you this: I'll just pardon him again so don't waste your time. He's my black hero," President Trump announced.
"What the actual fuck?" James wondered.
"A new poll shows black support for President Trump has skyrocketed," a news anchorman said as the poll was shown on TV.
"No," James said stunned.
"If this trend continues, President Trump's reelection bid for 2020 is ensured," a political analyst added.
"Fuck," James realized.
Eastern Ukraine
In Ukraine, Kara went to work punching through the hard ground one meter at a time. "Why can't I use my heat vision?" Kara asked Alina.
"Because the last time you did that, you collapsed a train bridge that nearly sent a few hundred people to their deaths," Alina reminded her.
"Oh yeah," Kara grinned remembering. "Wait...why the fuck do you care about Ukrainian civilians?"
"We don't but it draws attention to their situation. We'd rather have the world forget Ukraine exists," Alina said to her.
"This is going to take a while," Kara said as she punched another meter.
"We're Russians. We are nothing but patient," Alina told her.