Chapter 6

Lena Pov

It's early when I open my eyes sunlight is starting to peek through the curtains. The room is unfamiliar to me at first with its blank cold walls. Memories come floating back to me. A blonde smiling at Alex. The taste of Rum and Coke. Wind rushing by as an arrow whizzing by. Alex's lips on mine, soft and warm. Her voice calling after me as I ran her words trembling and watery. Someone moves beside me shifting the mattress and then I remember Barry.

"Morning Lena.

"Morning. I'm surprised you remember my name after the state you were in last night." I smile at his half open eyes.

"I have an extremely high metabolism, so my friend's concoction hits me hard but the effects on gone quickly if I sleep them off."

"So, you're an alien too? Like Kara?"

He shakes his head strands of his brown hair fall into his eyes. "No, I'm a Meta-human. On my earth on this earth, a device that STAR LABS was creating called the particle accelerator exploded. Long story short certain people were hit with dark matter and it gave everyone who was hit with by i certain abilities."

"So, you were given super speed when you were hit with the dark matter?"

He grins, my eyes can't track his movements one second he's laying on the bed. The next second he is standing in the doorway, grin in place. A coffee mug in each hand.

"Show off" I smile taking the mug he offers me. There is a tea bag hanging over the side of my mug. "You know I like tea instead of coffee?"

"Kara might have mentioned it before." Barry smiles taking a seat beside me on the bed again.

"Of course, she did."

"So now tell me what had you hiding in a bedroom taking care of a drunk stranger last night?" He takes a drink of his coffee looking at me with nothing but kindness and interest.

"Nothing." I put on my best Luthor smile.

He matches me with a smile of his own. "You're another one I'm going to have to work on with the emotions things, aren't I?"

"I'll admit feeling my emotions and accepting them isn't my strong suit."

"Admitting it is always the first step Lena" he laughs.

His laughter and positive energy are infectious it pulls a smile out of me involuntary. "I have a feeling you're going to be a lot like Kara where I'm going to end up being your friend whether I want to or not."

"Probably" he says, taking another drink from his mug.

"Alex kissed me last night." I admit staring straight ahead at the blank gray wall. Refusing to look at Barry. I need to control the rate at which my walls come down.

"Why is that a bad thing? Do you not feel that way about Alex?"

"No, I do." I have to fight keep my face neutral. Because when I think about how much I like Alex I start to smile like, Kara does at an all you can eat buffet.

"What's the problem then?"

"She's Alex, she knows all the Luthor parts. All the broken parts of who I am.

"Doesn't that make it easier? You won't have to hide any of who you are. She already knows it.

"Yes," I nod. My fingers curl tighter around my mug. "But my family isn't good, we're not warm, Luthors' aren't kind." I take a deep breath. "The Danvers are warm they are kind, they are good, they are the family I found."

I wipe a tear that has cascaded down my cheek. Barry puts his hand back on my shoulder and gave me a reassuring smile.

"If Alex and I try this and it doesn't work? I don't want to lose part of my family. Kara is my best friend. Alex and I have a great friendship. Eliza is more of a mother to me than my own. I can't risk them."

Barry nods, like he understands something dark glinting in his blue eyes. "My family is complicated too. My mom died a few years ago, and my dad is in prison for her murder." His gaze is fixed on his mug. "He didn't do it. My dad he's innocent."

Barry looks up his eyes misty, his tone imploring. He grips his mug so for a second, I'm worried he might crack it in half.

"I believe you Barry." I gently pry his fingers away from his mug. "If there's one thing I know what it feels like to be judged on circumstances out of my control."

He smiles shyly at me. He gently squeezes my hand before griping his mug, normally this time. "Since I'm unable to live with my dad. My best friend's dad took me in." Barry takes a long drawn out gulp from his mug. "I have been in love with his daughter Iris, who is my best friend, since I was ten years old."

I smile when I see the sparkle return to his eyes.

"For the last six years I have loved Iris as more then my best friend, and if Iris kissed me. If I had the chance with her, that you have with Alex. I would take it. No matter the risk."

I shake my head, because somehow, I keep finding people who chip away at my armor insistently. "I'll think about it," I smile at him and he smiles back. And I know I've made a new friend.

Barry and I are sitting down in the living room. A deck of cards sits between us. Refilled mugs sit beside us. Oliver is sitting on the couch. His girlfriend Felicity is still asleep, her blonde head is in his lap. He is stroking his fingers through her hair.

"Please tell me that Kara and Alex aren't back yet?" Mon-El asks, panic written all over his face, like words written on a page.

"No, Kara texted me. Told me Alex and she are bringing back breakfast for us." I look at him wondering what could be wrong.

"Good, that's good." He pulls two pieces of broken metal from behind his back.

I recognize the thin black frames. The shattered glass. One lens is missing. "Are those?" the question hangs in the air between us.

He nods, "Yep Kara's glasses. She texted me. Said she couldn't find them." His hands are shaking. "So, I went searching in the grass, where we were last night. I found them snapped in two. We must have crushed them accidently when we were kissing."

His face is pale. His dark hair has strands stuck to his forehead with nervous sweat. "I'm going to try and fix them before they come back with breakfast, he mumbles heading off into the kitchen.

When Alex and Kara get back, I decide I'm not ready to be around Alex yet. I go in the kitchen to see if I can help Mon-El.

"Any luck?" I ask, walking up beside him.

"Some," he says closing a drawer holding a roll of duct tape in his hand. "Look it's even Superman tape."

I move closer to inspect the little House of El symbols covering the tape. "She'll love that," I laugh.

Mon-El holds the two pieces together while I wind the tape around the bridge of the frame. If last night and this morning are anything to go by this summer will certainly be interesting.

I know it has been pretty much two months. I'm sorry but the pesky thing we call life kept getting in my way. :( Anyways I hope this chapter will make up for that. Enjoy the read! Happy Supergirl Sunday! :) So, this chapter marks the end of this story, but not the end of this series I promise! I can't promise regular updates, but I will try my very hardest to update as regularly as I possibly can. I have a lot more in store for this series, but I would also like to know what you guys would like to see happen in this series? I'm very open to taking suggestions! Again, happy Supergirl Sunday! :)

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