A/N: It's been a long time coming for an update on this story lol For those of you still around, waiting and reading this one, I greatly appreciate it. :) You will notice, I changed a few things here. I didn't want to follow the second film and have Emma give up her powers. I wanted her to keep them and still be with Regina, as well as Emma's eyes momentarily changing color. I decided to pay a little tribute to the Smallville series in that little section. Those of you who have seen the series, and are fans of superman such as myself, will know what it means. I hope you all keep enjoying this! Happy reading.

As I've repeatedly said, all of my stories will be finished one way or the other.


Non and Ursa entered a small town bar, making heads turn to their strange presence and all black, strange attire.

"What's this? Looks like the circus is in town." A man commented.

Ursa walked towards two men on the far corner of the bar, who arm wrestled, watching the winner's head look up at her, a smirk to him.

"Hey there, sweet thing." He sat back, patting his lap, "Why don't you sit down right here?"

Ursa slowly walked to the man sitting across from him, yanking him up by his shirt, forcing him to stand, leaving everyone gawking.

"Oooh, she works out, huh?" The man smirked, watching as the woman sat down across from him, raising her arm, resting her elbow against the table.

"Let's just hold hands." She said.

The man smirked, happily holding onto the beautiful woman's hand, his elbow up on the table. "Let me know if this tickles, darling."

People gawked as Ursa swung his hand across the table so hard and so fast, it sent his body flying to the floor, breaking the table.

The man's friend stood before Ursa as she remained seated, his face displaying anger, "Girl or no girl, you're going to spit teeth, sweetheart." His head looked down towards his chest, seeing Zod's hand grasp at his shirt and throw him across the bar, right through the wall.

People outside the town remained in shock, watching as both Ursa and Zod made their way out in a casual manner, meeting up with Non, who remained outside. Curious to the planet earth.

Their heads turned to the cock of a shotgun that was aimed at them by a pedestrian, "Alright, put your hands up." He warned.

Zod turned to glare at Ursa, who stood proudly behind him, "These humans are beginning to bore me." His head turned towards Non, who's tall figure walked up to the man carrying the weapon.

"Hey," The weapon shook in his hands, "I'm warning you…" He fired a loud shot, mouth dropping to the floor at the sight of Non appearing unharmed before him. He groaned, feeling his hand tighten around his throat, his feet dangling in the air. "Hey!" He managed to choke out, "Put me down!"

"Please, mister!" A small child pleaded, looking up at Zod, fear in his eyes.

"It's general." Ursa corrected, snapping at him.

"Please, general, please tell him to put my daddy down!" He begged.

Non's head turned towards Zod, who nodded at him, giving his order in silence. His hand releasing the man's body, watching it tumble to the dirt ground.


After the look around the blonde's fortress, Emma decided that since she had come clean about her secret to the brunette, and they had made their relationship official after both of them confessing their love to one another in that hotel room, she would let her in on everything there was to know about her.

"When my father died, my earth father, I mean, I found…" she picked up the same green crystal from her teenage years, "This crystal." Her eyes feasted on the same crystal, which now rested on the brunette's hands. A tiny smile tugged at her lips, "This is going to sound crazy, but… it called to me. That morning, I knew I had to leave home. And that's how I ended up here. It built this place for me to learn who I really was and where I came from. That's when I knew what I needed to do."

Regina looked down at the crystal she held in her hands, a smile tugging at her lips, "It's amazing, Emma." Her eyes found green ones staring back at her, "To think it all started because of this," She held the crystal up, handing it back to the blonde, "For your parents, your real parents to send you here to earth, to live among us, it must have taken a lot of strength."

Emma nodded, "They wanted to save me from the destruction of my home planet. They wanted to give me my best chance. Luckily, when my spaceship landed here on earth, I was fortunate to be found by Mary Margaret and David Nolan, who took me in and raised me as one of their own. As another human being."

She savored the feel of Regina's gentle touch against her cheek, from her hand cupped against it.

"You are more human than anyone I've ever met in my entire life, Emma. You have a great heart, the biggest I've seen in anyone, and that very thing is what makes you human."

Emma smiled at her girlfriend's words, blinking away a few stinging tears that pooled around her eyes, "My mother said that to me the morning I said goodbye to her."

"That's because it's true." Regina smirked, placing a quick kiss against her thin lips.

"Are you hungry?" Asked Emma, smiling happily, "You must be by now."

"Actually, yes. I am quite famished."

"What would you like? I'll get you anything you want, from anywhere in a matter of minutes." Emma hopped up onto a step of ice, smiling down at the brunette, who had a huge smile of her own, "Name it. The sky's the limit."

"Italian?" Her head tilted up, watching the blonde fly off into the air. Her eyes taking in the beautiful, peaceful sight of the fortress.


A news reporter was just outside of town, giving reports on the three strange people that had caused ultimate chaos around the small Texas town. His voice caught in his throat at the sight of Zod, approaching him with ease and curiosity. Unlike Emma, none of them understood all objects among humans of the planet earth. Or even understood the planet at all.

His head cocked to the sight of the cameraman and television sets inside the news van.

"Who is watching?" He asked the reporter.

"E-everyone." He stuttered, "The whole planet earth."

Their heads turned to the sight of army trucks driving their way into town. A voice sounding loud and clear through a speaker.

"Don't move! We have you surrounded!"

Ursa smirked, her hands on her hips, "General. If the whole planet earth is watching, perhaps we should give them something worth watching."

"Hm." Zod's lip twitched into a tiny smirk, his eyes focusing on one of the army trucks, blowing out its tires with his heat vision, one by one.

Tires screeched as the vehicle lost control, crashing into a few parked cars that were just outside a general store.

Three soldiers drew their weapons, firing endless shots right at him, only to be shocked that the bullets bounced off of him, very much like Supergirl. Their mouths parted open, dropping to the floor. Eyes wide.

Non fired his laser beams right at the bar, lighting it on fire, watching it burn to the ground.

Their heads turned at the sight of a helicopter flying their way. Ursa, amused as ever, turned to Zod, "Look. They need machines to fly." She drew in a breath, blowing out a storm of air, causing the helicopter to lose complete control and crash straight into a house, exploding into pieces.

Smirks filled their lips, standing and feeling proud at their new found strength.

"Shoot him! Fire!" A soldier shouted at the other, watching as his companion fired his bazooka right at Non, who caught the missile as if it were a beach ball, with his bare hands.

The reporter gawked at the chaos unfolding before him, looking into the camera as he spoke, "This is chaos. Absolutely chaos. I- I haven't seen anyone do such things since Supergirl. All I can ask is, why isn't she here? Where is Supergirl?"


Emma set up a table and two chairs, their Italian dinner with a bit of wine. Regina had had her share of dates before Emma, but this one, she would have to admit to beating them all. The blonde was a true romantic at heart.

"This looks beautiful. Thank you." Regina smiled, her eyes locking into her favorite pair of green eyes that sat beside her. She took a small sip of her wine before speaking again, "You know, I always knew there was something special about you."

"Really?" Emma's head tilted, her eyes shining bright.

Regina nodded, "Really, I…" She chuckled, "I must admit, as infatuated as I became with you when I first met you as Supergirl, there was always something- a little spark- that pulled me to Emma Swan." Her eyes remained focused on the blonde's pearly white smile, "It must be tough having to be Emma Swan all the time."

"Not really. I'll admit, I actually like being her, even though I do make a complete fool out of myself sometimes." She chuckled, sharing a smile with Regina.

"Well, you keep up appearances well. I remember when we first met, you seemed so nervous, you knocked all of Graham's papers out of his hand running into him like you did. So clumsy."

Emma let out a light laugh at the memory, "Yeah. It didn't take a lot to pull the clumsy behavior off. Truthfully, as confident as I seem now, when I'm… myself, I was still nervous having to sit in front of the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on."

Regina's cheeks turned a shade of pink, not only for Emma's choice of words but the warmth of her hand as she reached out to grab her own. And that look in her eyes. It told the brunette that Emma wanted her too.

"And if it weren't for being Emma Swan, moving to the city, I would have never met you. And for that I am grateful." Emma scooted a little closer to the brunette, slowly leaning in, her hand cradling her cheek as both their heads tilted towards one another. Lips meeting in a soft and passionate kiss.

A kiss that made both their heads spin in a whirl.

It was Emma's first kiss ever. She savored it, engraved it in the skin of her lips. She dreamed of kissing Regina Mills for the longest time, but never imagined it would be better than what she had pictured in her mind.

As they parted, Emma's eyes appeared drunk with lust, her pupils dilated and irises were slightly fiery orange from the heat radiating off of her body. She heard a gasp release itself from the brunette's lips, which caused her to blink the color away, restoring back to her natural green eye color.

"I'm sorry." Emma stood to her feet, quite abruptly, startling the brunette just a slight.

"Are you alright?" Asked Regina, her hand lightly touching the blonde's shoulder.

Emma nodded, "That…" She stumbled for the correct words, her cheeks flushed, "Regina." She took the woman she loved by her hands once more, locking eyes with deep brown ones, "I've never…" A nervous chuckle escaped her.

"It's alright." An olive hand cupped the blonde's flustered cheek, "I highly doubt you would be bad at anything."

A small laughter escaped the blonde, feeling much like herself when she has to portray the role of Emma Swan at the moment, "It's not that I fear I'll be bad at it."

"What is it? Do you not want to?" Asked Regina with a slight crease in her brow, "It's okay if you don't, I mean we should take our time-"

"No." Emma's forehead frowned, "No, I… I want to. Believe me, I do." Her eyes glared her way with lust once more, "I just…" She shook her head, trying to rid her mind of the thoughts that wouldn't leave her, "I never imagined I would get to this point in my life with someone. To have an actual relationship. To have someone love me back as much as I love them." A smile stretched on her lips, her eyes drinking in the brunette's own smile. Her hand cupped the brunette's cheek delicately, "My only fear is hurting you. I may not know my own strength."

Regina placed her forehead against Emma's, quite gently, her fingers losing themselves in her golden locks, "We'll figure it out." She whispered, "Together."

Her words were what brought peace to Emma's mind. Quiet it down.

"I assume, you do have… a bed?"

Her question made the blonde smile, her eyes looking back at her as she nodded.

With that being said and decided on both their parts, their hands joined together, fingers molding with one another. Regina allowed Emma to guide her to a part within the fortress where a round bed with white silk sheets awaited them.


"Today is the beginning of a new found home." Zod spoke loud and clear for all the world to hear, "Your lands, your possessions, your very lives will be given in tribute to me. In return for your obedience, you will enjoy my generous protection. In other words, you shall be allowed to live." He motioned to the chaos around him, "All of your cities will end up like this one, if you don't answer to me." He walked towards a general of the army, "Now… who is in charge? Who is your superior?"

"That would be the president of the United States." The general blinked.

"And, he too shall kneel before me." Zod smirked, taking off in flight along with his two companions.


Both women found themselves lost in a battle of pants, rhythmical movements that were in sync between them. Their bodies lost within the silk sheets that enveloped them in that moment. It was an imaginable feeling for both. Especially Emma. She was surprised just how much control she was able to gain during their intimacy.

Lips kissed away every inch of Regina's beautiful body, losing themselves in the crook of her neck, the softness of her skin. Her hands cupping and holding all the right places, while feeling how Regina's lips and hands did the exact same. Her nails raking against her arms and back, fingers tangling themselves within her hair Slightly pulling.

Until today, the thought of intimacy with any human- with Regina- frightened her.

But the brunette's murmured words, and sounds she'd make gave Emma a sense of tranquility. A peace she hadn't known of for years. And as they shared their release, the way their bodies draped against one another was everything to her. Green eyes closed, savoring, drinking, imprinting the moment with the woman she loved.

And to Regina, to be able to make love to the most goddess like woman that graced this earth. This planet she lived in, in her very home. Who also happened to work for her- but, who loved her just as much as she loved her back.

To be here, sharing this moment with the girl of steel was everything and ten times better than what Regina ever dreamed.

And as they both laid out, wrapped around each other's embrace, eyes closed, breathing relaxed, she thought, billions of people in this world, and she picked me. She felt fortunate, in love, adored.

Emma, even while being all up North, she could still hear all the troubles that happened in the world. Today, right now… there was absolute silence.

A smile lazily tugged at the corners of the blonde's lips, drinking in the feel of the brunette's lips as they showered her with lazy, gentle and loving kisses all along her shoulder. Her arms pulling her in more towards her body.

"I dreamed of this moment ever since I walked into your office that morning." Said Emma, her voice a low whisper, eyes still closed.

"As did I." Regina's fingers lazily found one of the blonde's curls, twirling it around gently. "You truly are… a gift upon this earth, Emma. We do not deserve you."

Emma's head tilted, her eyes shooting open, glancing down at the brunette, who's eyes locked onto her own, feeling their gaze, "You deserve it all, Regina." Her pale hand came up against the brunette's cheek, her thumb lovingly caressing away at her skin, "It is me who doesn't deserve such happiness. Thank you for allowing me to show you this side of myself. My true self. For allowing me to feel more human than I ever have before."

Their lips met in a gentle, tired kiss, their bodies wrapping each other up again. For Emma, feeling tired was never an option, it was an action she never had to worry about. And as long as Regina wanted to keep going, she would grant her that.


With their speed, it didn't take them long to arrive at the white house. Gun fire broke out as soon as all three of them broke through the roof.

Bullets just bounced off of them. Between all three, they tossed one guard, followed by another, and another across the walls and windows, creating utter disaster in a matter of minutes.

Zod broke through the main entrance of the oval office, his eyes scanning the room of men in suits. "Who is this president?" He asked, showing no fear.

A man stood from the chair behind the desk, walking around it and towards Zod, his head held up high, "I am."

Zod's eyes glanced down at the eagle branded on the carpet just below the man's feet, "I see you are accustomed to worshiping things that fly." He looked up, "Good. Now, kneel before Zod." He ordered.

The man looked around the room, at every pair of eyes staring back at him before kneeling down, his head lowered before him.

"You are not the president." Said Zod, "No one who leads so many could possibly kneel so quickly."

"I am." Another man, fairly older than the one who stepped forward first came out from behind the men within the room. His head raised, proud, "I am the president. I will kneel if my action will save everyone."

"It will." Replied Zod, he watched the man's hand gently touch the one kneeling's shoulder, ordering him to stand with simply a stare.

The president faced him, "I will do what must be done, for the sake of the lives of the people of this world. But, you should know, there is one who will never kneel before you."

"Who is this imbecile?" He asked, his brow raised. "Where are they?"

"I only wish I knew." The president kneeled, head bowed down.


Emma chuckled, all smiles, staring out of the brunette's car window after they had gone back to the city.

"What's funny?" Regina's brow raised, a smile to her, her eyes turning back to the road ahead of her.

"You know, I could have just flown us over. Much faster." Emma beamed, finding herself out of costume and in regular clothes, along with her glasses.

"And expose your secret?" Regina's gaze looked over to the blonde, "I won't allow that. It's one thing to tell me, but we can't allow the whole world to know who you are, Ms. Swan. I have to protect you now." She smirked.

Emma grinned, "Protect me?"

"That's right. Even heroes need saving." Regina nodded.

Green eyes remained focused on Regina's beautiful and delicate features as she drove them to the nearest diner to grab a quick bite to eat. Silence instantly surrounding the car.

Regina's head turned towards a gawking Emma, "What? What is it?"

"You realize that our relationship will have to be kept a secret. Your whole life with me. If anyone against me ever knew that you and I-"

"I would be in danger." Regina nodded, understanding. Her head looked over to the blonde, seeing the worry in her face, "Emma, realx." She reached out, grabbing a hold of her hand, "As a reporter, I keep secrets all the time. It comes with the territory, same with danger." She grinned, "Besides, I knew it would have to be like this, I knew what I was getting myself into when I fell in love with you and I am perfectly capable of facing it, same with taking care of myself."

Emma's features became serious, a sudden change from the smile that beamed through her lips.

"Come on, smile." Regina squeezed at her hand, "Everything will be fine. Or has there ever been a situation Regina Mills couldn't handle?" Her brow raised.

A small smile tugged at Emma's lips, "No." She paused, her voice low, "But, Regina I've lost people before. I know what it is like to lose someone you love." Her gaze looked down at their joined hands as she spoke, "There's something I never told anyone, not even my mother." She stilled, "When I was graduating from my last year as a senior, there was a whirl of tornadoes that made their way into Smallville. I had to hide who I was, of course, I had no idea of the things I was capable of yet. I just knew I could save everyone. But, my father, he only thought about getting my mother to safety." Her eyes looked out the window, "So I took her and placed her in our storm cellar. She begged me to go back for my father, she told me she would be alright. So, I did. My mother doesn't know this, but he was surrounded by people trying to help him get to safety. I arrived, saw him there, our eyes connected. He knew what I wanted to do, he knew I could save him. But to protect me, to keep me from exposing what I truly was, he decided to give up his life for it."

Another gentle squeeze, "I'm so sorry, Emma." Regina's voice was just as gentle, her eyes locked onto her own green ones, "I can imagine what you had to be going through."

Sadness still lingering in Emma's voice, "Before, my mother was there to calm me, to keep my feet on the ground when my father passed. But now…" Her jaw clenched, "Regina, if anything were to happen to you because of me, if anyone would ever hurt you because of me…" Her mind traveled back to when she had found Regina sunk into the ground, the anger that came over her, "There is no telling what threat I may become to the very world I desperately try to save day in and day out."

A crease formed on the brunette's brow, her eyes not leaving Emma's, "You could never be a threat to this world, Emma. I will see to that." She smiled, "We are in this together now and there is no other way I'd rather have it be."

A smile tugged at Emma's lips, her once angered expression, now relaxed.


"Good evening! Have yourselves a seat, I'll be right with ya." An older woman smiled at them, welcoming them into the diner.

Emma and Regina found their seat in one of the booths. All smiles, looking down at their menus.

"Coffee?" The woman smiled down at them, pouring them some coffee. "Do ya'll know what you want or do you need more time?"

"Just bring us one of your burgers and a grilled cheese, please." Regina smiled, handing back the menus.

"Coming right up." The woman walked away, taking the menus with her.

"Hello, there." A man with a baseball cap and two of his friends came up to their booth, smirking down at Regina, "Mind if we join you for brunch?" He asked.

"No, thank you." Regina replied curtly. Her eyes glancing over at Emma, who remained seated.

"Oh, come on, don't be that way." He smirked, allowing the back of his fingers to caress down the brunette's arm, giving her an uneasy feeling. "We're just trying to be friendly to you and your friend here."

"Girlfriend." Regina corrected, glaring up at him.

Their eyes grew wide, lips parting open, until there were grins on them that gave them an even more uneasy feeling.

"Oooh, well, lookie here, Jim." One of the man's friend's voiced.

"Well, how about that?" Jim, as he was called smirked, his eyes on Regina, "Well, sweetheart," He leaned over her, towering, allowing his stench of alcohol to over take her nostrils, "It looks to me that maybe what you need is a real man-"

"Uh," Emma pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, standing up, "Excuse me, sir, but, we are trying to have a peaceful meal here, so why don't you just…?" Her voice quieted down, seeing all three men surround her, boxing her in.

"Jim, not tonight! You always do this!" The lady shouted from behind the counter, going ignored by the intoxicated man.

"Emma, let's just go." Regina stood up, "Hey!" She glared up at Jim, who pushed her back into the booth.

"Hey!" Emma shouted, grabbing a hold of his forearm, squeezing a little harder, her eyes glaring at him as he forced him to kneel before her.

"What the hell? Get up, Jim!" One of his friends shouted, gawking at the impressionable strength the blonde obviously had. Heads turned to the shocking sight inside the diner.

"Emma." Regina stood up, holding onto the blonde's arms, "Let him go," Her eyes focused on the man on the floor, whining in pain, "Emma. It's alright."

Emma released him, staring down at him and his two companions, before glancing at Regina, "Let's go." She withdrew money from her wallet, paying for the coffees they couldn't even enjoy, plus their orders.

"Hey!" One of the men shouted, grabbing a pool cue and slamming it against the blonde's head, watching it break before his very eyes, snapping in half.

People gasped, mouths dropped to the floor, eyes wide, watching in shock.

Regina stepped aside, her eyes on Emma, who didn't even flinch with the hit she took.

Emma's hand cupped the man's face, pushing him aside, sending his body flying across the diner, right into the jukebox. Her hands grasped onto the only remaining one, grasping onto his jacket and sitting him on one of the stools that was by the bar, picking him up with such ease it shocked everyone. She grabbed onto the round stool, giving it a spin so fast it left him dizzy. Her head looked down at his tumbling body, her finger adjusting her glasses back against her face, glancing over at the shocked cooks and waitresses.

"I'm sorry for the mess." She dropped more money onto the bar area, placing her wallet back into her back pocket. Her eyes glancing over at them once again, "Oh, I've been, uh…" She placed her fists up in the air, swinging her arms up and down, as if using imaginary workout equipment, "Working out."

The woman was all smiles, snatching the money from the cook's hand, her eyes on Emma, "Honey, whatever it is you're doing, keep doing it. About time someone put these creeps in their place!" She sneered at them, watching as they took their leave from the diner.

Regina grinned, quite proud and turned on at the sight. Her hand stretched out to grab Emma's as they headed out of the bar, their heads turning to the sound of the president speaking on the only TV they had.

"Can you turn that up, please?" Asked Regina, her brow furrowed.

"This is your president. On behalf of my country, and in the name of the other leaders of the world, with whom I have today consulted, I hereby abdicate all authority and control over this planet… to General Zod."

"Zod." Regina's eyes followed Emma, hearing her whispering the name, walking towards the TV before them.

"Only by strict compliance, with all his directions, will the lives of innocent millions be spared." Emma could see the terror in the man's face, "Supergirl, can you hear me?! Supergirl, where-?!"

"Who is this Supergirl?" Zod spoke on TV, cameras focused on him.

"You'll find out, general, and when you do-"

"I challenge her to come and face me. If she dares. You will kneel before me."

Emma glared at the TV, knowing perfectly well he is. Her gaze turned to Regina, "We have to get back."

Regina nodded, understanding, walking out with Emma from the diner without another word to anyone.