A/N: And I'm back to updating this fanfic and my goal is to finish it. I already have part of pt. 3 written out but it won't be posted until I am done with this pt. Now, I know it's been such a long while since I updated this one, and I am so happy to be updating it again. So, just a reminder, all of 4 Superman films (with Christopher Reeve) will be mashed into one and labeled as such, so you won't be lost to which is which. On another fun note, Regina finally finds out the truth! ;) Happy reading and I hope you still enjoy! Thank you for your patience and forgive my delays.

Also a reminder. This is in NO WAY based on the CW Supergirl series. So, no this isn't a crossover between SQ and SuperCorp. This is based off the films with the late and great Christopher Reeve.


"It's funny, I never placed it all together until just now." Said Regina, walking along with Emma near a railing, "Which is silly, because I good reporter isn't supposed to let anything slip by her."

"No, of course not." Emma chuckled nervously, standing by the brunette as she leaned against the railing. The sound of the river flowing by sounding even louder. She adjusted her glasses, playing the act, "As usual, Ms. Mills, I- I really don't know what you're talking about."

Regina quietly stared at the blonde, watching her play her dumb act well. But it wasn't going to work anymore.

"You know what, I'll just uh, meet you back at the hotel." Emma turned on the balls of her feet, walking away from the brunette who clearly wasn't going to drop the subject.

The brunette smirked, "What's your hurry, Supergirl?"

Emma went pale as she stopped right on her tracks. Frozen in that one spot, not being able to believe that Regina actually called her out for who she truly was.

"Sorry?" Was all the blonde could let out of her lips as she turned to face the brunette.

Regina's smirk only grew, "I must admit, your disguise is perfect, dear. You certainly had me fooled. And I am not easily fooled, believe me." She moved closer to the railing, making herself comfortable as she sat right on top, supporting her legs and feet on the bench just underneath her.

Emma smiled nervously, adjusting her glasses as per usual, "Oh, no, of course not, Ms. Mills. With all due respect, but you just have an active imagination. You get carried away sometimes, which I understand- as a reporter- it could happen to anybody."

"Ms. Swan," her last name being called by the brunette always made her freeze all the more, "I'm so sure that you're Supergirl that I'm willing to bet my life on it."

Emma's lips parted in surprise, "What?"

She couldn't possibly be serious.

Regina nodded, an eyebrow raised, "Now, if I'm right, you'll turn into Supergirl." Emma chuckled nervously, as if she were able to read the brunette's mind simply by watching her lean more against the railing. Even the rumbling of the water sounded even stronger at this point. "But, if I'm wrong. You'll have yourself one hell of a story."

Even resting against that railing, the brunette looked absolutely breathtaking to her. But that wasn't the point right now.

Emma chuckled, determined to make her see otherwise, "You think that I'm S-Supergirl?" She shook her head, "Boy, that's real funny, Ms. Mills. For a minute there, you almost had me convinced."

Regina smirked, letting her body slide off the railings as she fell into the strong current of water.

"Regina!" Emma's eyes grew wide, she rushed towards the rails, her eyes focused on the brunette who now shouted for help. Even if she was a strong swimmer, the current was no joke.

"Help me!" Shouted Regina, her arms and hands flapping against the water, constantly gasping for breath. "Emma!"

"Regina, swim! Oh, my God." The blonde ran alongside the railing, keeping up with the how fast the current was moving Regina. She wanted so desperately to jump in there and save her, tell her the truth about who she really was, but there were a few people around and she couldn't risk it.

"Emma!"

"Excuse me! I'm sorry!" Emma pushed through a family who gave her a look as if she had gone crazy for running in between them like that. She turned to the people that walked by her, not even realizing that someone was drowning. She looked to her other side, confirming that she was alone. Her eyes focused on a tree branch that would be big enough to hold Regina up to surface- using her heat vision to cut it off as it splashed against the current. She couldn't turn into Supergirl, but she couldn't just stand there and let her drown either all because she wanted so desperately to prove her wrong. "Regina, grab onto the branch!" She shouted, swinging one leg then the other over the railings, jumping down onto the wet dirt that met with some of the water. All while Regina was being pulled by the giant branch through some rocks and to safety.

Regina had never felt more idiotic than she did right now. To think that Emma could be Supergirl.

"Ms. Mills, are you alright?" Emma rushed towards the water, holding out her hand for the brunette to take, "Here, let me help you."

Regina took Emma's outstretched hand, her knee feeling a sharp pain as she had placed it on a small rock, "Ow, wait a minute. My knee." Her grip tightened on the blonde, pulling her down to the water with her. "Oh, God." She rolled her eyes as she watched how Emma's body splashed against the water, her clothes drenched in a matter of seconds.

As both women swam near a spot with less water, Regina glared over at Emma, feeling utterly embarrassed for ever thinking that she could be Supergirl. As strangely attractive as the blonde was, she was clearly no Supergirl.

"You're what I thought was Supergirl?" She asked her.

Emma pushed her glasses upward from the bridge of her nose, "Sorry."


Meanwhile, Zod and his two other companions arrived on planet earth. Unknowing to all the states and cities, they took in their surroundings as they arrived at a nearby lake. The water reaching Zod's knees as he landed right inside. A man, sitting quietly on his boat, enjoying a good afternoon drink and a while of fishing watched as these three strangers appeared out of nowhere from the sky.

"So this is Planet Houston." Zod glanced down at the water around him, taking some within his hand, rubbing his fingers together, his brow raising to the strange feel of the water. "A very strange surface."

The man sitting on his boat, watched as Zod simply lifted up out of the water and walked right on it as if it had become part of the ground itself. His lips parting open in surprise and shock both. He glanced down at his cup, tossing the remaining alcohol away. Really thinking that he needed to stop drinking.

Ursa's head turned towards a rattle snake, picking it up with her bare hands, looking it at it in a curious manner. "Oh. A primitive sort of life form." She watched as the snake hissed, taking a bite right to her hand. She tossed it to the ground, staring at it with rage until laser beams shot out of her eyes, very much like Emma. All three of them watched as the snake caught in flames. Her eyes meeting Zod and Non's in surprise, "Did you see that? Did you see what I did? I have powers beyond reason here."

"We all have them, my dear." Zod informed her, continuing his walk as Ursa followed. While Non picked up a stick from the ground, grunting as he tried to shoot the same beams out of his eyes, failing miserably.


The fire from the chimney in their bedroom burned, Regina sat in front of the warm fire, already in her silk bathrobe, her hair already dried up. She shook her head out of embarrassment, "I want to apologize."

Emma tilted her head at her, "For what?"

"I must have looked like an idiot to you. Tossing myself into that river waiting for Ms. Wonderful to come save me."

Emma paced around the room, her hands tucked inside her pockets, "Oh, no. You don't have to feel like an idiot at all." She pushed her glasses upward towards the bridge of her nose, "And as for Supergirl, Ms. Mills, I'm sure she just got caught up in something."

"Right." Regina chuckled, "Well, I am an idiot. In thinking that you could be…" She scoffed to herself, shaking her head. She looked around for her brush that was nowhere in sight, looking over at Emma as she spotted her brush on the couch, near the blonde, "Be a dear and hand me my brush, would you?"

"Oh, sure." Emma quickly scooped up the brush, rushing over to the brunette. Suddenly, she felt her foot get caught onto the head, belonging to the fur that laid out on the floor like a carpet, causing her to trip.

"Emma!" Regina's eyes grew wide at the very sight of the blonde's hand landing right into the fire.

Emma moved quickly, adjusting her glasses back against her face, grabbing her hand, "No, it's alright, Regina! I got it!"

"Wait a minute! Let me see your hand, you're hurt!" Regina struggled with her to get a good look at her hand.

Emma held her hand close to her chest, "No, no, I'm fine. Honest-"

"Let me look at it!" Regina snapped, grabbing a hold of the blonde's hand. Her brows creasing in wonder, her lips parting at the sight of intact skin. There were no burns at all. Even as she turned her hand to get a look at the other side.

Emma's eyes looked away from hers as Regina looked up at her in surprise.

"You are Supergirl." Said the brunette.

Emma chuckled, "Oh, come on, Ms. Mills. That's s-" Her smile left her, realizing that she couldn't hide it from her any longer. She sighed deeply, standing quickly to her feet. She wasn't angry at her for discovering her, but at herself for tripping. It was all an act and she could have moved towards her without having to trip.

Regina's eyes followed the blonde as she walked away from the fireplace, looking down at her.

Emma calmly removed her glasses away from her face, seeing as she wouldn't need to use them in front of Regina anymore. Her posture going from slouchy to straight in a matter of seconds.

"I'm sorry." The brunette apologized for even daring to figure her out.

Emma shook her head in understanding, "No. You don't have anything to be sorry about. I don't know why I did that."

"Maybe a part of you wanted to. What I mean is, we've known each other long enough, you've… saved my life," She chuckled, "On more than one occasion. Maybe… a part of you knows you can trust me."

The corner of Emma's lip curved up into a smile. Her head nodding in agreement, "We better talk. But, we can't talk here."

"Where would you like to go?" Regina asked, willing to go anywhere the blonde wanted.

"Regina." Emma walked up to the brunette, holding out her hand which the brunette quickly took. She pulled her up to her feet, her thumb brushing softly against Regina's soft skin, Her green eyes locking into her brown ones. "Now that you know. I think you should know everything."

Regina smiled, getting lost in her green eyes, "Speaking of knowing everything. You should know, and I think it goes without saying that… I'm in love with you."

Emma's smile grew so much it hurt her cheeks, "Well, then we really better talk." She chuckled. "Let's go to my place. I'll leave you to change."

"Maybe it would be a good idea for you to change too." Said Regina, smiling as the blonde nodded in agreement with a smile of her own.


"Hey, Duane, how about some lunch?" A trooper asked his partner, as they drove along a dirt road.

"Lunch? Didn't you just eat?" Asked Duane.

"Oh, come on. I'm buying. I know this great place where they sell this really great salmon."

Duane scrunched his face, "Eh, I can't eat salmon. I'll break out in a rash."

"Well, they have other selections. They have beans."

He scrunched his face once again, "Beans give me gas. Maybe I'll just stick to the salmon."

The other trooper rolled his eyes, on and on happy that they would stop by for a quick lunch. His eyes squinting at the sight of Zod and his two other companions standing in the middle of the road, gazing at their vehicle in curiosity.

"What in the world?" Duane asked among himself, pulling the car over.

"Ten bucks they're from California." Said the other trooper, peeking out of his window, "Hey, you three! Get off the road!"

Zod's attention was on the sirens and their sounds as they flashed before them. "I like the globe that flashes red like our Krypton sun. But not this irritating noise. Make way."

The trooper looked at Duane, "Did I hear that right? Did that son of bitch just give me an order? Duane, handle this guy."

Duane's eyes grew wide as his partner handed him a shotgun, "But I-"

"Duane. You're not going to be a rookie forever. You gotta learn. Now come on, take care of it."

Duane nodded, dismounting the vehicle, walking nervously towards the three strangers. "Alright. Just what the hell do you think you're doing here?"

Ursa walked up to him, her fingers caressing the badge pinned to his breast pocket, "What is this symbol? Do you follow another leader?"

"Follow a leader?" Duane's brows furrowed. He looked down at the woman's hand as she ripped the symbol right off his shirt. Holding up his weapon as he grew angry, "Alright, now look-"

"A weapon of some sort." Zod spoke, his voice calm.

Duane's mouth fell open at the sight of laser beams shooting out from Zod's eyes, aimed right at his weapon. "Wha- ouch!" He released his shotgun, shaking his hands as the metal became impossibly hot. His eyes followed the weapon as it floated in midair, moving its way towards Zod's hand. "How the hell did you do that?"

The other trooper's mouth fell open, watching while Zod faced the end of the barrel right to his chest, pulling back on the trigger. Its load shot echoing, with a cloud of smoke coming out of the weapon. The man's chest intact.

"Jesus H. Christ." Duane ran back to their police cruiser, bumping into the car's side.

"Crude noisemaker." Said Zod, tossing the weapon aside onto the dirt road.

Both police officers watched in fear as the biggest of all three, Non walked up to the cruiser, lifting it up as if it were a sheet of paper. They grunted as he released it back onto the floor, while he inspected the shotgun himself, tossing it aside as he didn't find it remotely interesting. Next he reached for one of the sirens, ripping it off of the roof of the car. Handing it over to Zod, who rolled his eyes in annoyance.


Regina was all smiles. Nor she or Emma could be any happier. Happier that she didn't have to hide who she was anymore. Especially from the most important person that meant the world to her. She couldn't imagine ever doing this in High School with the first girl she had a crush on. She would have freaked if she ever showed her what she could really do and taken her flying. But, Regina was different. The brunette couldn't be happier that Emma trusted her with her deepest secret. She couldn't be happier that the woman who walked into her office that early morning for a job interview, was the same one whom she fell head over heels over.

Her smile grew as Emma's matched hers, while their eyes met. There was nothing the brunette favored more, than being in her arms, flying across the earth.

As they walked into the fortress, the blonde's red leather jacket wrapped around the brunette's body- because to Emma it wasn't cold, like it was for Regina- her brown eyes took in every beautiful sight of the blonde's home.

"Wow. This is your home?" Asked Regina, a pearly white smile on her lips.

"Well, actually my home is three blocks away from your apartment." Emma smiled, chuckling as the brunette let out a light laugh. "No, this is a very special place to me. I wanted you to see it." Her hands brushed the brunette's arms, "Are you warm enough?"

Regina smiled, enjoying every bit of her touch, "I guess I should be freezing, but strangely I'm not."

"Good." Emma smiled, nodding her head towards another direction of the Fortress. "Come on, let me show you around."

Just like a magnet, Regina's hand came together with Emma's, following her every step throughout the Fortress in utter and complete delight.