A/N: So you all may have noted that I changed the rating on this fic and that's because I added a little steamy scene towards the end. It's not really my forte, but it happened and I didn't know how to undo what I did, so that's that. Anyhow, enjoy!

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Chapter 5: Dreamweaver

"You've dreamt of me for nine years?" Lena asked, completely befuddled by Kara's admission.

She thought back to every encounter she could remember with dream Kara. A tiny toddler with a mess of relaxed, blonde curls smiled back at her with a toothy smile. When she had awful, horrendous, good-for-nothing days, she had always found consolation in her, what she believed to be, imaginary friend. Her friend who, though silent, always relayed to her warmth and adoration in the depths of her clear, blue eyes.

Kara nodded and took a deep breath before she replied, "at first you were always in the distance, and no matter what I did, you wouldn't look my way." At the beginning, she hadn't been scared by the dreams; if anything she was curious why it kept recurring. "But then I finally got your attention and you… well, dream you, was startled."

Lex had told her that spellweavers often got caught in an in-between realm when they slept. A realm in which they could draw other magical energies towards them. She had thought her blonde friend to be a result of that, a culmination of her most desired qualities. However, there were days when dream Kara was sad and needed comfort, joyful without bounds, or seemed anxious without reprieve. Lena couldn't imagine she would ever be capable of crafting something so expressive, yet she refused to condemn the ethereal blonde as a ghost or lost spirit. She bit down on her bottom lip as she tried to come up with a reasonable explanation.

"I was smaller then and really curious," Kara continued her hand gripping the sheets beneath her, "then when I lost everything to that fire, the dreams were all I had left."

Lena gasped inaudibly as her vision faded before her. She could never forget that nightmare. The one that started with the faint smell of smoke, so faint that Lena had thought it the prelude to a campfire. But the smoke grew thicker until it coiled around her lungs and squeezed mercilessly until she was gasping for breath. Her eyes stung as they struggled to stay open; all she could see was her blonde dream girl kneeling in front of a raging fire that consumed an auburn, red apartment complex with small balconies protected by black lattice iron. So close was she that Lena feared she would soon be purged by the flames; with shaky hands she pulled the girl back and met with no resistance.

With dread knotting in the pit of her stomach, Lena dragged the girl as far as she could. She grunted then yelped as she mistepped and fell backwards. The girl made no sound and Lena was scared to look down. Slowly she winced her eyes open and looked at the girl in her arms. Her crystal clear, blue eyes reflected the licking flames off in the distance, her brows curved in anguish and her lips quivered.

In the dreams there were never sounds; it was always quiet. Lena had tried talking once or twice, but it was to no avail. Although she could see the blonde's mouth open and close, and her tears streak down her face, she couldn't hear her cries. Still she held her tightly and rocked her.

But… that was a dream… a nightmare.

Lena turns to look at Kara who had preoccupied herself with looking at the ceiling.

"You… you lived in those red apartments?" Lena accused more than asked.

Kara's neck snapped to look at Lena.

"How did you…" Kara's question dropped as she studied Lena's face. Artist though she might be, she always doubted that she had contrived her face all on her own. It had always seemed far-fetched to her that she should be able to imagine such an alluring set of features. Slowly she raised her hand and gently caressed Lena's cheek.

Again Lena's vision began to fade and she found herself standing in a field of unfamiliar, white flowers. She swiveled around and was startled to find Kara right beside her.

"What the hell?" She shouted and tried to make sense of her surroundings.

"Wow Dream Lena, you can speak!" Kara smiled wide and took hold of Lena's free hand. "So can I! This is amazing!"

Lena looked at her with a horrified and confused expression.

"I can't believe it, but I probably should get back to real Lena sometime soon… in fact, how did I even end up here? Did I just knock out?" Kara scrunched her face in deep thought. "Also, those were not the first words I thought you'd say to me, but I guess that's neither here nor there. Alright, Dream Lena, I'll be back!"

"Wait!" Lena shouted and clutched Kara's hand tightly. "Kara… why are you calling me Dream Lena? Are we… did we fall asleep?"

Kara's jaw fell slightly as her brain tried to comprehend what had happened. "You… oh my Rao what have I done?" Kara whispered to herself.

"Maybe I knocked myself out with a spell," Lena muttered to herself. "I was feeling a bit overwhelmed."

"A spell?" Kara chuckled, "that'll be the day."

Lena flashed an angry glare at her and pulled her hand away, "I think I liked you better when you were silent." She massaged the temples of her head and tried to order her thoughts. "Wait… you said you wanted to go back to real Lena?"

Kara nodded with a sad smile, "I can't just leave her, she's a bit of a mess right now… she needs me."

"Kara… when you wake up, I need you to do something." Lena gulped… this would prove to her whether she was going crazy or not. "Tell real Lena to tell you the truth about what happened with that semi-truck."

"What? What truth?" Kara quirked her head to the side.

"Just do it… please," she added more softly at the end.

Lena woke with a minor headache that caused her to groan lightly into the covers she found nestled below her. Her body felt heavier than it should and if she hadn't been used to the feeling of depleting her magic, she would have been worried. She found Kara pacing in her bedroom and stopping only to ask if she was ok.

"I'm fine… just out of it." Lena commented as she raised herself into a sitting position.

"Lena, I ummm," Kara began but then seemed distracted as she wrung her wrist. "Can I ask you something?"

Lena nodded.

"This is going to sound stupid but… can you tell me the-"

"Oh my god you're ok!"

Alex charged in and nearly tackled Kara to the ground with her bear hug. Kara let out an 'oof' as the air was knocked out of her.

"Alex, I can't breath!" Kara gasped as she struggled to get out of Alex's grasp.

Alex loosened her grip, "what were you thinking? What were either of you thinking? And why wouldn't you pick up your phone!?"

Lena looked down full of guilt… technically everything had been her fault.

"Sorry, we kinda knocked out… but at least we're ok." Kara answered. "I take it the storms settled."

"Yeah… it's still flooded in some areas, but there's not too much damage. Mom and dad should be back soon. Also what do you mean you both knocked out… like you slept together?" She wiggled her brow suggestively.

"Ughhh no," Kara growled and pushed Alex towards the door. "We just fell asleep."

"But on the same bed," Alex added with a smirk. "Kudos to you Lena for bedding my sister in under two weeks."

Lena kept a stoic expression as she rose from the bed. "If I had, Kara wouldn't look as put together as she does now." With that she walked out of the room and headed towards the living room with her bag in tow. She had already texted Bruce that she was ready to be picked up.

She needed some space to think, to piece together everything that had happened between her and Kara. In all her time weaving spells, she never came across anything as strange and sublime as this. She still wasn't even sure what this was. Her phone buzzed with a message from Bruce; he was waiting outside.

Kara came up behind her and tapped her shoulder. She offered Lena a pair of rain boots.

"Thank you, Kara." Lena offered a small smile.

Kara just nodded and watched as Lena left. Lena lingered for a moment at the door, her lips parted to speak as she turned back to look at Kara, but no sound followed.

"I'll see you later," Kara said with a small wave.

The drive home was uneventful; she was grateful that Bruce didn't feel the need to pester her with questions. He simply looked her over once before opening her car door and then nodded. She sighed as she tugged her bag out of the car and followed Bruce to the mansion's main door, Lex would have plenty of questions. Usually she was ecstatic to share her day with her brother, even when she was in a foul mood, she found talking to Lex always helped. Right now, though, she felt as if she couldn't string the events of the day together much less explain to someone else what had happened.

She walked into the parlor room and saw Lex sitting in front of the fireplace. He glanced her way and gave her a curious look. She looked down and sighed; she had somewhat forgotten she was wearing Kara's clothes. She took a seat on the chaise by the fire and kicked off the boots.

"I needed to cry," Lena stated.

Lex nodded, "your spells have a way of being literal."

"I could have destroyed the town." Lena muttered.

"But you didn't," Lex offered with a gentle smile. "Want to talk about it?" Lena shook her head, but noted how Lex seemed anxious to speak again. "There's actually something I want to talk to you about. Today… I felt a rather unusual energy through our link."

"Lionel? Oh, Kara took him for a bit...I suppose she would give off happier vibes than you're used to." Lena jested.

"Ah… the friendly girl from the hospital," Lex clasped his hands and sighed, "this might be harder than I expected, but… Lena, I need you to stay away from her."

"No." Lena had spoken before she could contrive why Lex would ask this of her. Mortified by her reactionary response, she asked, "why?"

He rolled his shoulders back and stared into the fire. "Lerus… actively seeks to destroy people like her. You see, before the tale of Levi Thorul and Midvale, came one far older and nameless."

Lerus marveled at the world alongside his brother. With their gift of spellweaving, they had little to want for and everything to give. Nonetheless, Lerus was a cautious fellow who prided himself in being fair, so he set rules for him and Levi to follow.

"Brother, we must never quarrel… disagreement will come naturally, but refraining from violence is key." Lerus began and gave his brother a stern look.

"Afraid I'd win in a duel?" Levi jestfully replied.

"No, I'm afraid we'd both lose everything by destroying the world caught in a conflict between two powerful spellweavers," Lerus answered gravely.

Levi sighed, "I was only joking; I promise to never quarrel."

Lerus nodded and continued, "our gifts should be kept secret; our lives lived humbly enough."

Levi groaned but nodded in agreement.

"And above all else, we must never fall in love… though platonic love we may freely give, we can never accept it from another mortal. It would be too easy to give that person the world if they so desired it."

"Could not we fall in love just once?" Levi asked.

Lerus shook his head, "no brother, it is a wholly unpredictable situation. In fact, I am glad there are two of us instead of one."

"Oh?"

"I fear we have little choice when it comes to love, so promise me this-if ever I am in danger of succumbing to that forbidden feeling, only then should you cast a forgetting spell on me and the unfortunate soul who dares to return said feelings. I shall do the same for you."

With a final nod, the pact was made and the brothers lived their lives in harmony.

Until one day, Lerus came running to his brother with a pained expression and trembling hands. Levi held him in his arms and asked him what was the matter, why he trembled so and only then noticed how tears streaked his face.

"Oh brother, it is as wicked as I predicted." Lerus cried. "I was tending to the garden and felt a tap on my shoulder; when I turned a smile full of warmth, framed by soft pink lips, and her gentle brown eyes regarded me. She raised a potted lily to my attention and called it a gift. Her silky, brown hair draped elegantly down her shoulders and, brother, I felt my heart give a most uncomfortable lurch when she asked for my name after giving hers."

"Pray tell what is her name that vexes you so?"

"Her name has been long since lost to anyone's memory." Lex sighed; "I honestly thought that the last descendants of the nameless woman had been wiped away by Lerus' will."

"Why would Lerus want to destroy the descendants of the woman he fell in love with?"

"I should finish the tale…"

Levi held his brother firmly and patted his back, "fear not brother, I will do as you asked."

Levi raised his hand and placed his thumb to Lerus' forehead. With clarity, he wiped the woman from his mind and put him to sleep. After laying his brother down to rest, he sought the woman and found her in the garden just as his brother described her. With haste he performed the same spell and carried her to town where an elderly woman thanked him for returning her wayward daughter.

When Levi returned, his brother was tending to his garden with an easy smile.

However, the next day, Lerus again came running and clinging to him. Again Lerus professed he was in love's dangerous clutches and again he described the same girl.

"Again dear brother?" Levi asked.

Lerus nodded and so it was done. This time, when Levi went to erase the girl's memory, he paused and asked her a simple question.

"Why have you come by?"

The girl smiled and offered him a shy smile, "my mother told me I was carried home by a handsome stranger when I mysteriously took ill. I wanted to thank him, but I do not recall what he looks like."

"I think perhaps you are mistaken to come searching here," Levi responded with detachment and refused to let his gaze linger on her for too long.

"As much as I'd like to take you at your word, there are two facts I cannot oversee," the girl said with a smirk.

Levi felt a woosh in his chest and momentarily wondered if the girl had weaved a spell. He cleared his throat and gave her a raised brow in response.

"There sits my pot of lilies and here stands a handsome stranger."

Levi felt his ears burn and nearly stumbled into a garden bed in an attempt to put some space between himself and the curious girl.

"You mistake me for my brother," Levi protested.

When he met the girl's eyes, he saw them sparkle with mischievous delight. "So a pair of handsome brothers, but I'm fairly certain my mother's description matches you perfectly." The girl shrugged and then turned to leave, "of course, perhaps I am mistaken after all… especially if I came here with a yellow lily."

At this, Levi found his interest piqued. "What do you mean?"

The girl chuckled and glanced back, "why the yellow lily is but a thank you, yet when I look at you, I feel more than that. It truly is a conundrum."

"A love triangle, really?" Lena rolled her eyes. "Can this get any more dramatic?"

"Where is your sense of romance?" Lex chuckled.

"It just sounds so… cliche. Who told you this story anyways? I take it, it's not written down anywhere."

Lex leaned into his chair and answered, "our father, actually."

Lena's eyes caught Lex's and she wondered if he might say more. He never spoke about their father freely, and she had learned early on not to pester him on the subject. It didn't help that Lex had cast a spell on her early on; she had found out when she pulled a book of Luthor lineage and found her vision warped whenever she tried to focus on particular images or names. It was rather frustrating, but when she confronted Lex, he promised his intentions were only for her best, and that in due time she would know all.

"Please continue."

Daily the girl would visit, daily would Lerus run to Levi begging for his memories to be annulled, and daily did Levi fulfill his duty. However, Levi never failed to meet with the girl nor did he feel the need to wipe his memories or hers. Before he could fully comprehend why that was, he had already fallen deeply in love with her and she with him. Fearing that his brother would discover his transgression, Levi devised a most ingenious plan.

On a warm summer night, lit by a full moon, Levi met with his lover and revealed his secrets. He wanted to give her a chance to walk away and lead a normal, mortal life; to fall in love with a less complicated man. After all was said and done, she told him she could love no other, not as long as she knew he existed. However, she also feared what might happen if his brother ever found out. To this, Levi told her not to fret, he had devised a work around until he could get his brother to broaden his views on love. He wove a spell so strong, a portion of his magic was forever given to the woman before him, never to be returned. He explained that tonight when she slept, she would find herself in an in-between realm, and there he would meet her; there they could be together.

"You can walk into moments, pull others into yours and all will be as real as what surrounds us now. I think I shall call it dreamweaving-yes! You are a dreamweaver!"

"Dreamweaver?" Lena paused the story once more. "There are different sorts of weavers?"

"It was once one of our abilities, but it was given to the nameless woman… and her descendants." Lex rolled his shoulders once more and Lena winced at the cracks that resounded. "Of which Kara seems to be one."

"Kara...is a" Lena pondered on the blonde girl who frequented her dreams. "Dreamweaver? But that means..." Lena thought back to every moment shared. "Impossible."

"What does that mean?" Lex pressed, "surely you can't have already… Lena have you shared dreams with her?"

Lena fretted for a moment at the urgency in Lex's tone, but then quickly recalled her calm demeanor. "No, but she just seemed so… normal. Are you saying she was only drawn to me because of that?" A small frown adorned her face. She knew it wasn't totally fair playing the pity card, but she didn't want to be pressed further.

"Possibly," Lex sighed.

"Whoa...wait a second," Lena's thoughts caught up and suddenly she made a rather uncomfortable connection. "Are we descendants of the same family? Are Kara and I related?"

Lex shook his head, "no… I didn't finish the tale, but you can rest assured they didn't end up together. They must never end up together."

Lena bunched up Kara's pajama pants in her fists as she debated whether or not to ask for clarification. If Kara really was a dreamweaver, then her feelings for the girl had been cemented long ago. Surely whatever doomsday tale Lex had left to reveal could wait until she could without a doubt ascertain that Kara was a dreamweaver.

Knock. Knock.

The sound echoed through the mansion. Ungraciously, Lena rolled off the couch and hurried to the door. As swiftly as she opened it, she had already cast a spell. While casting a spell on Lex was hardly ever an option, she could still cast spells on others without his notice. When Lex glanced at the visitor he saw a small girl with a sash around her shoulder, holding a small box and binder.

"Cookies?" Lena prompted. "Oh the ones I ordered last week when your little troupe visited our school." Lena smiled and hoped to whatever higher power was out there that Kara would play along. She had cast an illusion over her to make her appear different to both Bruce and Lex.

The child look confused which prompted Lex to ask, "a rather strange time to be delivering. The storm has just passed."

"Right, I should probably walk this little one home; I'll be right back." Lena suggested and shut the door before Bruce could offer his services. She huffed and pulled a baffled Kara along by her hand. They cut through the woods and met the road which was easier to walk along than the wet soil.

"So uhhh I don't have any cookies, but I have your clothes," Kara started and handed Lena the bag with her dry clothes.

"Sorry about that," Lena replied and glanced down at her hand still clasped to Kara's. "Kara… I-"

"Whathappenedwiththesemitruck?" Kara's words flew and all Lena knew for certain was that it ended with the lilt of a question.

"What?"

"Semi truck," Kara said, "what really happened?"

Lena stopped abruptly and Kara was struck by her worried gaze. Lena's grip on her hand tightened and Kara instinctively laced her fingers between Lena's. She wanted to tell Kara everything-every single Thorul tale Lex had passed on, every incident that happened at her previous schools, every weird thing that she had caused to happen in Midvale-but she couldn't. She needed to hear the end of Lex's story… why the first spellweaver and dreamweaver couldn't be together… why Lerus would destroy Kara.

What she was about to do next, she absolutely hated herself for it.

"What do you mean? My car got hit by the tail of the semi as far as I recall."

Kara looked anxious and sullen, "you told me to...or maybe it wasn't you," she muttered. "Ugh why do I do this to myself?" Kara thought aloud and withdrew her hand to curse at the sky. "I'm so confused… I can't tell anymore what I've dreamt up and what's real!"

Lena winced and reached out for the girl who had turned away, but then thought better of it.

"You probably think I'm crazy," Kara groaned.

"I don't." Lena was assertive in her answer. "You're not the one who ran headfirst into a violent storm."

"Didn't I though?" Kara sighed and her shoulders sagged.

"No," Lena laid her hand on Kara's shoulder, "you ran after the crazy girl."

Kara smiled shyly up at Lena, "still think your bottled up emotions caused a storm?"

Lena smirked, "I might be a slight drama queen."

Kara laughed and clumsily pulled Lena in for a hug. Lena gave into the tacit response and tried her best not to linger too long. The rush Lena felt, now that she understood Kara was the literal girl of her dreams, was a calming force that made her feel safe. Before, seeing someone who mirrored her dreams so perfectly was somewhat of a terrifying and suspenseful experience. She took in Kara's scent and broke the hug gently.

"Could I…" Lena found herself asking for something she knew she shouldn't, but it was too late to change course. "Come over on Friday like you offered before?"

Kara's eyes lit up as her smile stretched across her face and she shouted, "of course!" She did a strange, little dance and Lena felt herself remarkably taken with Kara's cuteness. "Will Lex be joining? What about Bruce?"

"Lex is still leaving for Metropolis, and Bruce doesn't really like to be imposed on, so just me."

"Just you is great," Kara stated. "I'll let Jeremiah know; he'll be super happy to have you over."

"Thanks, well I should get back." Lena glanced back towards the mansion. "I'll see you tomorrow Kara."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow!" Kara said with glee and waved at Lena's retreating figure.

Lena faced the mansion with a steely expression; she'd hear Lex out until the very end.

The lovers met in dreams they shared and Lerus was none the wiser. However, Lerus was no fool, he could see the change in his brother and feared the worst. He prodded with questions, but Levi only ever replied with jests.

"You mind seems to have wandered again," Lerus commented as they finished up their dinner.

"My apologies brother, I am just so tired; I am eager to get to bed."

At this Lerus warily glanced at his brother who was completely oblivious to his suspicions. Levi had always been a dreamer, but had never been one to sleep much. He had often appealed that if it were possible, he wished to never sleep, to spend all his hours working on the world he had imagined.

"You have been sleeping a copious amount."

"Catching up with all my restless nights no doubt," Levi replied with an easy manner.

Still Lerus found himself distrusting his brother's shift in behavior. The next day he went into town to take a few of his seeds to the townspeople and foreign vendors. It was while in a sea of colorful cloaks and chattering voices that Lerus picked up on an alarming conversation.

"She's an odd one to be sure," a young girl whispered to her companion as they glanced ahead to a girl wrapped in a cerulean blue shawl. "I hear she's taken with one of the men who tend to the garden outside of town; they're handsome enough, but still rather strange."

At this, Lerus was quick to follow their gaze and gasped when his eyes found their target. The girl was astoundingly beautiful and made his heart pace ahead of its casual tempo. He averted his gaze and clenched his fist; if the whispers were to be believed, the girl would surely feel the same if she rested her eyes on him. Lerus steeled his heart and resolved to wipe the girl's memories. He tailed the girl in her walk and wondered if she had seen him, for now her pace was brisk and in the direction of his home. If he had truly wished to overcome her, he could have easily done so, but he grew curious to her actions and merely followed.

She ran through the garden and cried out for Levi. His brother dashed out to meet the young woman and took her in his arms. Lerus paused some distance away and tried to make sense of the scene. Why did she cling to him so, and what was that expression in his brother's eyes?

Lerus approached, "dear brother, there was talk at the market… the woman she is taken with you."

Levi's hold tightened around his lover as he replied, "it is so."

Lerus frowned and sighed, "then I shall do as promised."

"No, Lerus you can't," Levi pleaded.

"Levi it must be done," Lerus spoke kindly and with deep remorse. "I am sorry."

Lerus drew closer, hand extended and ready to fulfill his obligations.

"I am sorry brother," Levi whispered before weaving a spell.

Lerus flew back as the impact from the spell hit him square in the chest. He felt his bones crush and collapse under the tremendous strength with which Levi had flung at him. He groaned as his body skidded to a halt; already he could feel himself healing.

"Brother," he cried, "this must not be. We must not fight. Cease this foolishness and allow me to wipe that stain upon your heart and hers."

Yet no matter how much Lerus pleaded, Levi did not relent. The brothers weaved spell after spell, destroying their garden, setting the town to fire, then ice, through unsurvivable gales until nothing but ruin surrounded them. Lerus panted and groaned as his body crashed once more against the solid, ruined earth, and his heart shattered. Magic was not an unlimited source, and he could not heal what had been broken.

Levi lay beside him in an equally distraught state; his breathing ragged and shallow.

"I am dying…" Lerus rasped and held out his hand. "This… this was not meant to be, Levi. Take my light, brother, what is left… or you won't make it either."

Levi felt a tear roll down his cheek as he listened to his brother's words.

"Lerus… what have I done. I,I can fix this." Levi took Lerus' hand and used what little magic remained between the two of them to cast a binding spell. His brother's essence, warm and with all the colors of a sunset, wound around his arm and branded his skin. He shrieked from the burning, hot pain. "We will live… together."

"And what of the woman? Was she destroyed in their chaos?" Lena asked urgently.

"No… Levi found her amongst the ruin, but he could not look at her without thinking his brother had been right. So he wiped her mind and let her begin anew in a different town. Tale has it that he never wiped his mind of her, and that sometimes he was pulled into dreams that were not his, but never did he seek her out again."

"So Lerus isn't evil then?" Lena pondered.

"Not originally, no… but time made him bitter. Locked as he was, he grew to hate mankind through their treatment of Levi and in turn he began to hate Levi for his foolishness. You see, Levi did not always follow the rules set by Lerus even after what had happened; he lived many lives before he happened upon Midvale. But what Lerus detested most… was love."

"Can you blame him after everything that happened?" Lena shuddered. "Still… I don't see why I have to keep away from Kara."

"The destruction of a whole town and two brothers wasn't enough?" Lex asked with a bit of an edge to his voice.

"That's not what I meant," Lena muttered.

"Has it never occured to you that the essence of Lerus you hold might be influencing you to get closer to Kara?"

"Considering you just informed me of Lerus and his motives, no." Lena bit back. "And I'm not as foolish as Levi. I would never put Kara or hundreds of people in danger's way."

Lex nodded with a sigh, "I know you wouldn't, but you're not a fully fledged spellweaver yet and both of the Thorul essences are clever in getting their way. I need you to promise me you'll at least try to steer away from Kara. For her sake if not for yours."

Lena crossed her arms defensively; usually when she felt herself at odds with Lex, she eventually found herself agreeing with him. This time, however, she could not. She'd never hurt Kara and… she had always needed Kara. It dawned upon her that without Kara she may have given in to the darkness long ago. She glanced at Lex and disliked how he looked at her-with wariness and a darkness she had never witnessed in him before. What would he do if she defied him?

"I can try… but in a town with a population of 1500 don't expect much." Lena stated coldly and stalked off before Lex could retort.

"I'll keep an eye on her," Bruce stated gruffly after a moment of silence.

Lex sat in thought in front of the fire as it cackled. "Thank you Bruce, but… I don't want to go to those extremes. I want to trust her." Lex chuckled and added, "plus her magic is far more powerful than yours; if she wants to dupe you, she will. Her magic is far more powerful than any Luthor thus far… just take care that she doesn't get into too much trouble."

"Understood."

Lena waited. She was in the in-between realm and wondered if Kara would be here soon. Lex had never mentioned why Luthors slipped into the in-between realm, only that they sometimes found themselves there. Perhaps Kara was the one pulling her there. Again she felt the need to tell the blonde everything. To come clean and not be alone in this, but she wouldn't… she was too scared. What if Lex was right? What if somehow something lurked within her just waiting for an opportune moment to strike Kara down?

Lena felt a tap on her shoulder and swiveled around to find Kara smiling at her.

"Dream Lena!" The blonde was ecstatic as she pulled her into a hug. "You can hear me right?"

Lena nodded as Kara's warmth surrounded her. She wanted to stay nestled into the crook of Kara's neck longer, but she pulled away and looked at the girl's enthused expression. "I can," Lena responded with a soft smile.

"You sound just like her," Kara marveled.

Lena feigned ignorance and raised a brow, "who?"

"Like real Lena; I wasn't sure you would." Kara sighed as she changed the subject, "sorry I haven't been visiting much…Summer was stupid and I know I only came after real Lena's accident."

Lena remembered that dream well. The expression on Kara's face then had taken her off guard; she looked scared. And when Lena was within arm's length, Kara had pulled her close and held her tightly. The blonde had combed her fingers through her hair before caressing her face and taking her lips. The rest of that dream had been the reason why Lena felt the need to skip class the next day. The fact that her first dream of the blonde since coming to Midvale was the day of her accident meant that Kara had been worried… worried enough to summon her to the in-between.

"I.. don't want to be called Dream Lena." Lena stated coolly.

"Oh…" Kara responded a little startled, "sorry, you're right! How rude of me to just give you a name."

Lena placed a finger on Kara's lips before she could ramble herself into oblivion. "You can call me Kieran."

Kara smiled, "Kieran… got it, that's beautiful. Oh and I'm Kara. I wonder… what do I look like to you?"

"What do you… look like?" Lena squinted.

"Yeah, like describe me as you see me."

"Alright, so blonde, blue eyes, crinkle in between your brows the way you're looking at me," Lena teased.

Kara hummed.

"Oh and, most importantly, a body chiseled by the gods." Lena added with a smirk.

Kara blushed and muttered, "ok maybe you don't see me as I am."

"You're just being humble," Lena countered, "why are you wondering how I see you?"

"I guess I was just wondering since you look like someone from the waking world, if I perhaps looked any different… never mind I'm just going to confuse both of us." Kara sighed, "it's just hard now… I really like Lena but I love seeing you too. I hadn't dreamt of you in the Summer because I was seeing Mike… but I missed you so much that I chose not to see him anymore. But I still want to see Lena," Kara pouted, "do you think I'm stupid? For choosing a dream rather than reality?"

Lena's heart skipped a beat at Kara's confession.

"Why not both?" Lena posed the question and took Kara's hands in her own. "You can have us both."

Kara blushes profusely, "b,b,both?"

Lena nodded, "I'll share you." She pushed herself up on her toes and nipped at Kara's earlobe before murmuring, "in here you'll be mine." She placed hard kisses on the underside of her jaw and drew out Kara's whimpers when she sucked on her pulse point. Her hand trailed through Kara's hair and pulled her in for a firm kiss. Her tongue slid along Kara's eager lips and pulled back before the blonde could get carried away. "And out there you're free to be hers."

"But isn't that… cheating?" Kara's eyes went wide with concern.

"I promise it's not," Lena rebutted and pulled Kara in for another kiss. What she was doing was wrong… she knew that. She knew lying to Kara was unnecessary; that her sweet, kind, sunny girl deserved better than her two faced nature, but she couldn't risk it. She also couldn't give up Kara entirely. As Kieran she would be able to love Kara as Levi loved his woman, but as Lena she would uphold Lerus' rules until she could determine the threat her bloodline posed to Kara.

The kiss was heavy and they both panted as their hands began to roam across each other's bodies. Lena imagined a wall and no sooner did she think it than she found herself pinning Kara against one. Her thigh slid in between Kara's legs and the blonde emitted a small moan that only fueled the Luthor further in pleasuring her. What she didn't expect was Kara's hands trailing down her sides and roughly grabbing her ass. Lena moaned as her hands massaged her ass and teased her inner thighs. Before she could comprehend what was happening, Lena's pants had been stripped down, the blonde had slipped down against the wall and had her tongue flat against her clit still covered by her underwear. The garbled moan she managed to utter was quickly replaced by a full throated one when Kara began to apply more pressure, sliding her tongue firmly against the fabric.

Kara was entranced. She had never been able to hear the brunette before; only her expressions had ever indicated how good Kara made her feel, but this… this was intoxicating. She swirled her tongue around Lena's clit and noted how soaked her panties were. She decided it was time to do away with them anyhow so she willed them away. When her tongue slid next it was through Lena's silky folds and the brunette found herself unable to stop her hips from rolling forward. Kara felt Lena's legs tremble and used her hands to grab her ass and pull her forward into her mouth. She loved the way she tasted, the way she bucked into her mouth and cried her name. Lena's hands had tangled themselves in Kara's blonde tresses and only served to keep Kara's head from hitting the wall as she fucked her.

Kara kissed her swollen clit hard and for a second her vision blanked as pleasure ripped through her body.

"Fuck, Kara…. fuck, yes… god your tongue is fucking amazing,," Lena panted as she grinded harder into Kara's mouth.

"You taste so good, fuck you're so wet," Kara managed to respond in between the licks and sucking. "Fuck me, I know you want to come in my mouth."

Lena gasped before she moaned at Kara's dirty aggression. She could feel her climax reaching its peak the more Kara sucked on her clit. She looked down to lock her gaze with Kara and found her staring up at her with dark, stormy blue eyes. Then Kara pushed her tongue past her folds and deep inside of her with her nose pressing hard into her clit, and that was it. She screamed out Kara's name as her vision was spotted with bright white and she felt herself crumble into Kara's welcoming embrace.

She rested in the blonde's lap and tucked her head under Kara's chin, affectionately nuzzling and kissing the corner of her jaw and neck. She felt weightless and couldn't quite process all the emotions welling in her chest but she knew one thing for certain—she would never get enough of Kara.

"Was that ok? I know I've never… well we've never been able to hear each other so I've never talked like that to you," Kara mumbled into Lena's hair.

"You were perfect," Lena replied and unburrowed to lift her lips to Kara's. "Now allow me to take care of you."

Kara's expression turned bashful and she wore such a pretty smile when she admitted that she had come from Lena's sounds alone.

"Your voice… I've never heard you moan and then you said my name and I… well let's just say I really liked hearing you scream my name."

Lena chuckled as she cupped Kara's face and caressed her cheek, bidding the blonde to meet her gaze. Kara blinked down at her and Lena was drawn in by the tender blues that regarded her. Tomorrow would come and she'd have to remember that what just happened had happened only in a dream.

A/N: Please let me know your thoughts! Working on the next chap :)