"Let's check again with the medic to see if our witness is cleared for giving us a statement," Maggie suggests trying her hardest to keep from meeting those tracking eyes she could feel watching her every move as she signs off on the latest round of field report paperwork before handing the clipboard back to the attendant.

Maggie was once again grateful this newest crime scene wouldn't fall under anything requiring FBI assistance, so she didn't really need to acknowledge Alex's not-so-unwelcome presence at her crime scene as she deliberately turns her back on the other woman hoping she'll get the hint and leave.

In truth, Maggie was only avoiding her crush out of bashful guilt considering she was still completely mortified she'd said her name not just once but three different times whilst in the company of someone who clearly wasn't the woman she was longing for less than a full week before. Let Alex think she was still upset the elder Danvers sibling had sent her sister in her place the night Maggie's world had been flipped on its head or that she was still holding a grudge for finding Alex had lied about having a girlfriend when it turned out she didn't.

It was better that way.

At least that's what Maggie tells herself rather than risk hoping for any reality that one day she could be with the tempting Alex Danvers in that way. Alex was if anything just a friend. Cole's friend at that so no way in hell was Maggie going to spoil it by pushing for something more in her own tentative by proxy relationship with the literal woman of her dreams.

"Sentinel." Maggie calls jogging the last few separating steps "Can we talk?" the detective asks dropping her voice as she looks from the still-watching crowd to the annoyed vigilante attempting to leave but now forced to linger at a still-active crime scene. Not that Maggie blamed the hero. She had every right to be angry with Maggie no matter how deeply Maggie wished she wouldn't be.

Really Maggie had been rehearsing this in her head since she'd been driven back to her apartment.

The most recent consists of…

"So, I guess you're wondering who Alex is huh?"

"Yeah, so what I called for Alex while you had three fingers knuckle deep inside me driving me out of my mind in the best way possible but, in my defense, I don't really know your actual name because you know secret identity hero thing so really this is your fault… and my own considering my hopeless crush."

"Alex? Oh, she's right over there actually. Yeah, the auburn-haired temptress in the leather jacket who looks like I just kicked her puppy but is still giving off the 'I can kick your ass into next week but I'm also a complete dork who rambles off animal facts with my kid friend' vibe. She's cute huh?"

"What can I do for you detective?"

The forced casualness of the tone despite the flash of actual amusement in those dark eyes shouldn't have hurt as much as it did, but Maggie still needed to take a steadying breath before she spoke "I'm sorry." then hurries on before the hero decided she's stayed long enough "for… for what happened that night….. I um…. Yeah I know we would have been most likely shot if we didn't ….but…." she says struggling over every word as she tries but fails to meet Sentinel's gaze.

"Please, please. Please don't hate me. I think I kind of love you I mean I was already before the whole trapped in a closet thing when we were undercover, but I'm stupidly head over heels for her too even when I have hard proof, that she's lied to me at least about having a not that bad looking vet tech as a gf, but I don't know how to live in anything but denial about how I feel for the both of you.

God can this get any more…..

The hard clearing of a throat had Maggie spinning in an act of protection in front of the equally startled hero. Maggie's hand even dropped in practiced warning to the holstered weapon at her hip as she stepped in front of the costumed hero she was still holding by the wrist at the interruption.

"Kara Danvers, CatCo Magazine. Mind if I get a quick interview?" Kara asks with a normal bright grin, yet Maggie's eyes are immediately drawn to the figure standing at Kara's shoulder still looking the picture of 'kicked puppy'.

"Can we talk?"

Maggie inwardly cringed considering even Alex's voice had taken on a saddened undertone to it as her crush's eyes drifted between Maggie's hand yet to move from the reassuring touch to Sentinel's wrist. The cop takes a deep breath scrambling to find another believable reason to decline and postpone even the idea of talking to her crush just a little longer.

It was the soft squeeze of fingers against her own that has Maggie glancing back to meet the guarded gaze of the hero she'd been attempting to talk with just as hard as Alex had been trying to catch her in the last few hectic days. Nothing was said but Maggie could plainly read the coaxing 'Just talk to her' as the hooded head tilted in an encouraging node in Alex's direction.

Maggie's gaze flickered between the other two sets of watching eyes before giving in with a small node of her own as she let Sentinel's gloved fingers slip from her own.

"Fine." She relents fisting her hands as deep as she could in the pockets of her leather jacket as she began walking a respectable distance away leaving Kara for her interview. With every step, Maggie tried to hold onto some semblance of annoyance for the woman so easily falling into step beside her.

"Didn't peg you for the makeup kind." Maggie hears herself saying spotting the not so covered bruising peppering her crush's throat in a quick sideways glance as she moves.

"Work go a little… intense a few days ago," Alex says in answer. Maggie swears she draws blood on the inside of her cheek to keep from asking a jealous "What's her name?" as she longed to do at the lovestruck grin the comment brings as Alex's fingers reach up to brush the spot in question lightly.

"None of my business anyway." The cop shrugged forcing Alex to stop at an angle that would allow the simmering detective to attempt a conversation with her but also so Maggie could keep an eye on the yet-to-leave Sentinel Kara was so helpfully holding hostage with her hopefully an endless list of probing questions about their current case.

"You're the one who's been avoiding me, Sawyer." Alex accuses her tone slipping back into that saddened puppy voice that has Maggie's heart twisting in sympathy to hear.

"Well, you're the one who skipped out on my daughter." Maggie answers her arms now crossed defensively over her chest "Cole was really looking forward to seeing you that night, but you didn't show up." She reminds needing to flip her uncooperative hair out of her eyes at a sudden gust of wind but not even that could slow her down. "Sure, Cole and Kara are tooth-rottenly adorable together no mistaking that but she's not you." Maggie doesn't miss the momentary darkening of Alex's eyes or the way the taller woman's tongue flicks out to wet her lips as if Maggie's just stumbled into some verbal trap Alex had set for her, but no way was Maggie backing down now.

"So, what was it, Danvers? Huh? What was so important you just up and ditched…."

The rest of her words were cut off by the sudden and surprisingly tantalizingly familiar press of Alex Danvers's lips against her own.

Not that Maggie can savor the very real feeling for long before the cop uncurled her hands from the taller woman's jacket to push hard against Alex's chest sending her staggering back a few steps.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Maggie asked her voice equal parts breathless and sharp-edged as she gave a pointed look towards the gathered crowd on the other side of the police-taped scene. and as she'd feared she could already see several cell phones being pointed in the pair's direction.