No one had the willpower to take to a paper, a deck of cards, a coffee or any nourishment. The mood was lacking, their eyes didn't lock onto one another at all. Their heads were down and the only conversations were when agents changed posts. When necessary, one would leave to use the restroom or retrieve a bottle or cup of water. They knew at least hydration was a key factor in keeping upright. Food was minimal when their bodies called for it.

She had sent off three texts to Sam, two to James and informed him that her nor Kara would be in for a week. Arias had been told to handle all meetings until further instruction. Lena had forced herself to contact Jess but left the conversation to a minimal and told her she was eating and getting sleep. The sleep part was a lie, she hadn't slept since Kalyste had flown in and her girlfriend had been set down on the exam table.

Both Directors hadn't spoken a word to one another, forcing Susan and Lucy to take the lead in their absence for both companies. The orders were kept simple unless an agent needed something.

The detective pushed herself up off the chair she had been residing in, making a call to her captain and squad. The whole station has sent their regards and told her to get plenty of rest. The exhaustion had been ignored, the moment her eyes had locked onto Little Danvers and the state she was in.

Everyone hated themselves, for not defying orders no matter if they would be locked up or not. The monster had been dragged away in shackles, laughing at the whole situation while throwing out her actions like they were gossip she wished to share. President Marsdin and Cat Grant had practically ordered both companies to take care of National City's hero and Earth's mightiest savior. Olivia had also spoken to Alex and Lena separately and privately, telling them that if there was anything they needed not to hesitate to call.

Despite everything that had transpired, Superman had not visited nor called. Lucy had contacted Lois and explained the situation. Her sister had sent her regards and left it at that. Alex had popped off with something in pure fury, that he had abandoned her then and once again proved the coward he was towards his own cousin. The cousin that had been sent to protect him and when she couldn't do that due to her pod being knocked off course, he offered her none in return. Fuck him then. Kara was Alex's person..

When Dharea discovered, there in fact is another from the House of El she had yearned to speak with him, until Alex explained everything to her in front of everyone. Then..she was ready to unleash all kryptonian daemvry hellfire on the bastard. How could he not be here, for his own cousin?! That would be yet another rage fueled act at a later date. Her greater concern had been when Dr. Hamilton had spoken words that no one thought they would ever hear. All of Kara Zor-El's kryptonian cells...were gone.

Almost immediately, the questions had littered the room and halls, warranting actions to be taken with haste. Lena and Alex had rushed to the Luthor's biggest lab, filled with all the equipment Danvers had never had at the DEO. Both women took to the microscope as samples of Kara's blood, driving their minds and bodies to the brink of exhaustion, were examined and acknowledged. They began to separate the cells, attempt different trials and threw the failures across the room. Glass littered one side of the lab floor, scalpels were stuck in the wall, to what Sawyer and Lane had now called the giant dart board with no apparent target.

Lucy had taken her own crack at the formulas with Dharea joining them, offering up anything she knew from both homes she had inhabited. Still..Krypton nor Lunarin could bring upon a cure to what Roulette had done..

"What Roulette...had...done.." Kalyste spoke and the rest of them heard her words as clear as day, providing a chance they had not thought of before. One..little..answer..

Dropping everything they had in their hands, they all ran out of the lab and noticed Susan and Amelia in the hall discussing things. Danvers shouted at them, warranting Vasquez to have agents let Jones know where they were headed. Hamilton stayed back and tossed her friend a radio, informing her that any probable solutions could be told over the coms. The agent nodded, heading in the direction where they hoped to obtain what they sought.

"Well…..look what came in to give me a good view." Alex Danvers was first to enter the room. They decided to play this with one of them at a time, an attempt at psychological breakdown. However...the Director of Lena's was appalled at what she saw before her eyes. The bitch wasn't in any restraints, her cot in the cell had padding and she had bottles of wine and what looked like whiskey along with smokes. There was a platter of food from a restaurant Danvers knew all too well. How the fuck was..

Alex slipped the mask over her face, the one Lena had taught her how to perform with, keeping her distance from the bitch. "Was there something I could do for you Alexandra?" The use of her full first name had her right hand involuntarily twitching. "Kalyste shared such beautiful information with me. Is that why you are here? For info?"

"We have found well over two hundred drugs and illegal substances in your little slut house. I suggest you comply with our demands. Everything you have I can easily have confiscated." Sinclair put her head back laughing, bringing it down to look Alex square in the eyes.

"Really.." She brought the tumbler to her lips, watching and waiting for signs of the agent cracking. Veronica purred while she sipped her whiskey. "I was told this is your favorite. I have a spare glass. Would you like some?" A flicked glance down and her smile got bigger. She slipped her gaze back up, noticing the tightening of her visitor's jaw. "I think you would."

"No one drinks on the job Roulette." She professionally spoke, confident she could avoid any further movements that would display any weakness to her.

"Have a glass Miss Danvers. Pull that stool over and drink with me. If you do, I'll give you something to help that stunning blonde beauty I conquered and marked..as..my..own." Sinclair saw it then, watching the inner struggle in the woman's face.

From the one way viewing window, Lena and Maggie were gripping their sidearms. Lucy was about to storm in and use her gloch and fire one round on the bitch's face, the other round right between her legs. One to shut her the fuck up and one to take away all that pleasure she got from inflicting pain on others. Dharea's eyes were glowing the darkest of purples and J'onn's had shifted to blood red fires. To hell with the rules, if the devil kept this up..

Alex was itching to look back at the one way window, looking for some sign or suggestion, knowing both her surrogate father and the warrior of two worlds were back there. "If you are curious...they CAN'T read our thoughts Alexandra." Her eyes shifted from confident into a sudden bombshell and Veronica saw it easily, eliciting a smirk behind the glass at her lips. "Sit. Down."

Roulette had pure control over the agent who was oblivious to the tables being turned. She poured whiskey into the other glass, handing it to her. "Take it." Danvers was ready to take it alright..then smash it into her face. Instead, she accepted it. "The bottle was closed, if you were curious. I am on camera, removing the foil and the seal. Go ahead..check." Alex took a deep breath, looking towards the window. She looked up and saw the flashing green, indicating Veronica was telling the truth. She turned her head back to meet Sinclair's hues, noticing the woman had shifted to lean forward as if stalking her prey. So Danvers leaned forward too, bringing the glass to her lips.

"Was that so bad? I do get the best you know." Alex had to admit, the whiskey was top of the line. She swirled it then drank some more. Veronica leaned back, against the cement wall in her cage. There was no sickening smug grin on her face. The agent, now Director thanks to Lena, looked back and sternly spoke.

"Leave us. There isn't any reason for you guys to stay at the moment." Alex told them.

"Did she just ask.." Lucy was stunned by the order her friend had thrown at them. She watched both J'onn's and Dharea's expressions, both were annoyed but nodded.

"Well?" Lena felt tension rising in her body. Something..was off.

"Fucking hell. She's clean." J'onn growled. Everyone looked at him, surprised by his choice of words. "She's clean. Alex...I trust her judgement." He felt Dharea's hand on his arm, knowing she was enhancing his abilities. His eyes began to glow, he scanned them both. "They're..clean."

"I don't like this." Maggie couldn't shake the frightful feeling lingering.

"I..hate this." The CEO and CATCO owner didn't want to walk away.

"I'm fine. Leave us."

"They are on camera. I have two agents covering the footage. Dammit.."

"Let's go." J'onn shook his head after telling them to head out. Kalyste hated to step away. "The evidence." They all agreed to start there. Alex would let them know if she got anything. They trusted Danvers.

Alex knelt down and snatched up the bottle, pouring herself a second glass. The moment she straightened her posture in the stool, she was met with Veronica grabbing the bottle. Danvers studied Sinclair's body language, yearning to turn the tables on the bitch.

"What would you like to know?"

"What..did you..give.." Alex looked directly into Veronica's eyes, unable to get another word out. A hand slid along her hip and she heard a slight click. A hand grabbed her chin, keeping her head in place. "Yu..wh..youu..ge..wh..wha..f..f...fu..ckk.." Her head went back, eyes noticing rich colors as her breaths in and out seemed to come at unsteady times, with uneven amounts. A voice was whispering something that seemed to fill every bit of her brain. Alex didn't know when her back was pressed into a cold hard surface.

"Mmmm...sooooo easy. Fools. You underestimate who I keep in my pocket. Such a prime...sweet one you are. Sooo tough. So toned. How often.." Roulette straddled the agent's waist, bending down, with her hands on either side of the woman's head, bringing her lips to Danver's neck. "...do you work out...this beautiful..trim..body.." She looked up at the light, nodding when the lights dimmed. "A couple of your DEO...work..for..me." Veronica ran her tongue over Alex's throat, loving how her body writhed and her lips released a moan. "That glass...was laced. Those braided ropes...I had the tumbler made with particles of those knotted wonders."

She felt so warm, every touch every word sounded so wonderful and felt far too good. The body over her own had her burning in catacombs of unbridled lust. She craved for more, begged for it even though she couldn't hear herself doing so. Alex didn't know why but what was under her body seemed cold and rough. Yet what or who was against her was warm and soft. Was she moaning? Had to moan. Needed to..

"I gave her..a wonderful combo...of devil of sparkling golds and silver. I gave her burundanga..I gave you it too. Don't worry Alexandra...her powers will come back. That gold was synthetic. Made by my best lab rats. Both shining flecks, made by things that lightly removed her powers. Are you enjoying what my pretty ring gave you? Did you know.." Sinclair enjoyed the dimmer lighting by her boys in the video booth. She kissed down the front of the agent's body, already exposed by her quick actions of easy removal. So compliant into her command to strip for her. Veronica figured she had a good thirty minutes or so, before the little gang came back. "..you were already prepared for me? So overconfident when you took to having another glass. The booze, made what you drank from, sweetened the deal."

Danvers couldn't stop the heat pooling in her, through her, so lost to the burning haze that each touch provided. She knew the darkness was coming, but had no strength to fight against it. Once it took hold, she let it come..

Sawyer had been pacing back and forth in the lab, ignoring the grumbled comments at her. Finally hands were placed on her arms and she flat out jumped then flipped who had touched her around to pin them against the wall. Once she blinked Maggie gasped. Quickly, she backed up with Lucy's gaze of concern before her.

"Sorry Luce."

"All good. Any luck?" They heard a YES and turned to who said it. Lena had spun around in the stool with a huge smile on her face.

"It's all synthetic. Every single thing."

"What'd you find?"

"Man-made Gold K and Silver K, Burundanga and a Benzodiazepine."

"FUCK!" Maggie was out the door of the lab before anyone could ask why the shout of profanity. "HER RING! THE FUCKING RING!" She rushed down the hall and barked at Lucy to check the surveillance room. Sawyer was booking it, but felt her feet leave the ground. Then she was moving faster than the speed of sound. Maggie looked up and saw Kalyste's grim expression. "Thank..you.." Dharea nodded, the fear rolling through her entire body, feeling the detective's own by the skin to skin contact.

Lucy has screamed to several agents, both her and Susan kicking in the door to the room littered with monitors. The men were lounged back in their chairs, with two tablets hooked to the main server.

"GET THEM..OUT OF THIS ROOM! NOW!" Lane growled out, agents immediately throwing the two traitors to the floor to slap cuffs on them. Both men were laughing, warranting a graver concern. Vasquez unplugged each device and gasped, dropping the tablets. The Luthor had never ran so fast in her life, holding the solution for her girlfriend and making haste to the med bay. She yelled to the two agents practically in charge and with her voice echoing through the halls, J'onn had snatched her up and flew towards his kryptonian daughter.

Sawyer and Kalyste screamed to the guards of the cell block, with them quickly opening the door to where Roulette was being kept. Maggie and Dharea had flown in, as both dropped to their knees before the cage. Sinclair was leaning against the wall, naked and pleased, sitting back purring out her rich monstrous laughter. In her lap was a familiar figure, as she drug nails over the agent's chest and ran fingers through her short dark auburn hair. Danvers was naked as well, her head slumped back and some of her body covered in deep scratches, no doubt from Roulette's nails.

"GUYS..LENA HAS THE CURE! SUPERGIRL IS GETTING.." Lucy and Susan had ran in, slammed by the scene before them bringing their movements to a halt. Before the three could react, Kalyste had practically ripped the cage door right off the hinges. She threw it aside and flew right to where both were by the wall, punched Sinclair in the face and took Danvers into her arms. Once out, she set Alex down carefully, grabbed the cage door and set it right where it was before. She fired her heat vision around the edges and kept working the frame until the cage door was practically welded in place.

"You...are..DEAD!" She fired her heat vision again and this time at Roulettes shoulders, uncaring at the painful screams that came out of the human's mouth. Kalyste rolled the beams down as one arm fell off and the other followed suit. Once both were down, she pulled back that power. When the glow stopped in her orbs, Lena had been brought in by Kara. They were stunned at how quick what she gave the Super worked. Dharea turned to a set of shivering blues that were no longer light, driven to nearly black in pure rage.

"ALEX! ALEX?!" Kara knelt down, slipping her arms under her sister's body. She slowly lifted her off the ground. Zor-El looked to the cage then to Jor-En.

"She's...permanently...disarmed." Kalyste spoke with so much hateful rage dripping from all three words. Kara nodded then motioned with her head, a silent thank you to her for doing what she did and getting her sister out of that hell. "How did.."

"I gave her the cure and a dose of pure solar radiation. Please..get her to the med.." Lena was caught by Susan as both kryptonians had fled the room with their precious cargo. Her eyes met the broken ones of the detective. Lena took Maggie's hand and pulled her to her feet. "Let's go." Sawyer nodded, tears running down her face. When both took off towards where the three had gone, she handed Maggie a small test tube. "This will...remove the drug.." Lena hoped, that what she gave her girlfriend could help the other Danvers. Hope...and prayer..to Rao..

Her eyes saw nothing, too spaced out to even pay attention to the patient room lights of the med bay. The detective hadn't left the room and she remembered when the agent she loved with everything in her, had been in the same bed after they had rescued Danvers from the tank. Maggie recalled the words she spat at Kara, when trying to find Alex after the asshat Rick had taken her. Lost in the moment, of when those three words had been told to her, she barely acknowledged the sound of a groan behind her.

"Ma...g.." Sawyer spun around, noticing her fiance slowly stirring. She was at her side in a minute flat, taking the hand that was attempting to reach out to her. The gorgeous light browns met Maggie's darker ones, locking both women into a gaze that surpassed anyone and anything else around them. "You..o..kay.." The detective shook her head and chuckled.

"Gotta stop this rental ya got in this room and bed Danvers." She brought her other hand up to her love's face and softly stroked her cheek. "You scared me babe."

"I know." Maggie watched Alex's head rest back against the pillow under her. The moment she shut her eyes and turned her head some, Sawyer felt her jaw clench. She didn't squeeze Danvers' hand anymore than she had been doing. She kept both steady even as her eyes ran over the bite mark and hickey on the side of the agent's neck. When Kalyste and her had first entered the hell room, their eyes had noticed every cut, bite and scratch. Later on, they had found out the bitch left suck marks in places on Alex's body.

"How do you feel?" The agent groaned, turning her face toward the detective.

"Like...someone threw me into a rock tumbler and shook the hell out of my skull." One of Sawyer's brows hiked up. "So what'd I miss?" Maggie was afraid to answer that, honestly. She went with the latter.

"What's the last thing you remember Danvers?" Alex's face scrunched up and she put her head back again, shutting her eyes once more. "Tell me." She spoke softly to her.

"It's weird. A dream.." Sawyer feared what was coming next. "...I...couldn't..see..feel though..I felt warm. Hot. A voice..diff..erent..than..yours." Maggie's heart was racing and she was trying not to squeeze her love's hand with all the strength she had there. Instead, she used her other hand to grip the hell out of her belt at the side. "Mags...I was...in my dream..was uh..touched..inside.." Alex opened her eyes and turned to look at her love, her fiance. "Just a dream baby. I'd never.." Maggie wanted to cry, fighting back tears as she prayed her eyes weren't watering up. "I love you. Mag..s..tired."

"Rest Danvers." She noticed the agent dozing off, keeping the hand on her belt. It was then. She felt two hands on her shoulders, squeezing them to ensure support to her. Sawyer put her head back against Little Danvers' shoulder. "Not..good at this. Ch..Chai Zhed."

"Zhi." Dharea and Kara spoke together. Supergirl would keep her vow not to end a life. Kara Zor-El however, would become the justice for her sister, the Justice for Maggie. Roulette shall be the one that she would dispense justice on...fatally.

Lucy looked at the woman to her right, handed over her gun that was placed in a lead lined box. Once inside, Kate shut the lid, locked it in the four places it had the seals, then nodded to Lane. Kane gave a promise to her and would always keep it. The Major had no qualms about giving up the gun she had used for the last six years to Batwoman. It was justice. It was peace. It was right. A right, to do away...the DEVIL'S wrong..

"Again." Lane prepped for another ass kicking, via Danvers, slowly shifting into her normal stance when her friend came right at her. She blocked two hits, shielded herself from two and gasped when she didn't even have a chance to strike back. Four more blocks, two slight kicks in the sides and she was stumbling back about to call the woman off when her feet were slapped up and her back hit the mat. Once she was down, the attacks ended. Lucy looked up and watched Alex walk away from her, grab her water bottle on the chair and keep her back to the Major.

Lucy contemplated just staying down, letting this match be done for the day, but she knew that Alex wasn't done. So she took it how she felt would help the Director. "Again." This time, the word spoken by her friend and work buddy had disdain laced in it. She forced herself up, already feeling the blows she had taken the six rounds that Danvers had won. Lane had given it all she got and still, it wasn't enough.

Alex cracked her neck some, stretched her arms and adjusted her footing to assume the position. Her face was full of nothing but aggression and Lucy saw it clear as day. "Come at me."

The Major did as she requested, this time working a different angle. She struck where she knew the Director's weak spots were, shocked when she went to deliver a hard blow only to have it blocked and fired right back at her.

"Shit.." Lane was trying to block the next two strikes at her, feeling herself wearing down quickly. Two hard hits at her sides and she hit her knees. The moment she went down she was flipped over and dropped onto her back again. This time..she stayed down..

The two kryptonians watched from above, studying the movements of Danvers. When she had learned what they were going to do, then found out it had already been done, she lashed out at both of them then refused to even acknowledge their presence. Despite Kara and her being sisters, Alex shut her out and kept it that way until Maggie had forced her hand. For a week, the detective had gotten the cold shoulder, then Danvers had caved and broke down heavily in her arms. Sawyer had called Lane and explained that the Director would need a few days off. Lucy understood and spoke to Lena.

When Alex had learned that neither Kara nor Dharea had done the deed, she searched for who was the final nail in the coffin, literally. Maggie hadn't left her side, Lena had been working on the cure. Susan had been with Amelia. Only one was left. Then she ordered the tapes, finding out there were none to give. She had gotten hold of the visitor records and learned of the silent force that Lucy had approved..Kate Kane. Danvers put two and two together quickly, storming down to the woman's office and practically kicking the door in.

Lane hadn't been prepared for the wrath of her friend, but suddenly her shirt was grabbed by the collar and she had been thrown right over her desk, landing on the office floor much harder than she had liked. Not even time to recuperate, Lucy was yanked to her feet and tossed out of the room. The second landing had warranted a pain that shot through her left arm. Forcing her hand, the Major curled on her side, shielding what she knew had been dislocated.

Alex was ready to kick her ass more, when two agents aimed their taser guns at her and she snarled at them loudly firing off all her anger and upset until she bent down to punch Lucy. Kara had flown over and caught her sister's wrist, warning the Director to stop what she was doing. Danvers hadn't taken that well, unleashing all her fury onto her little sister, as she was grabbed and flown away from Lane and prying eyes. She punched and kicked in Kara's arms until they touched down in the training room.

Kara set her sister down, flew over to the door and shut them by the controls on the wall. She had already told Dharea not to interfere with what she needed to do. Kalyste had purposely gone out on patrol with J'onn, learning the arts of heroism. So when the blonde locked the door, with Maggie and Lena attempting to get in, she chose her actions and prepared to take what was coming. The third voice began to shout outside the door, who she knew to be Lucy, but it wasn't the greater concern. The Major should be focusing on her dislocated arm, not the Danvers sisters.

Alex's fury was practically rolling off her in waves that Kara felt submerged in. She was drowning from it, even having trouble steadying her footing, but she forced that part of her that was Supergirl through her and looked at the worried faces at the door. So she made her way to the intercom and pressed on the button.

"I'm fine. I promise." Their reluctant hues filled her eyes, still she didn't back down. Once she knew they had pushed away in trust and worry, Kara barely had time to turn her head when she was punched hard in the side of her face. Immediately she saw the green glow and calmed the racing through her blood and pulse. Then another blow brought her into the center of the room. She began to rise and looked into those angered browns before her body was swung up and over, flipped and dropped again.

Rolling how she was shown many times, Kara pushed off the ground, wobbly on her feet but pushed through it and steadied herself. She prepared for the attack and shifted her footing, blocking and torquing her body when called for, avoiding striking back, just working to wear her sister down. Unfortunately, her sister torqued her own and delivered her most powerful strike and this time, Kara just crossed her arms and took it at her chest, but with the emitters lower than usual, the hit brought her down to the hard floor and slammed her head back roughly.

She saw red, not realizing what she did. Alex was too furious at Lucy for killing the bitch that assaulted her, before she could torture and kill her slowly herself. Kara shouldn't have interfered with her match with the Major. What Danvers had been given, still resonated through her body..

"You...shouldn't.." Alex went to stop her foot down, noticing Kara rolling away. "..have.." The agent rushed forward, but her foot was caught twisting around to land unbalanced on one leg, ready to hit her other foot to the ground. "Dammit.." Her body was grabbed by two legs and swung to the floor. Before her head could hit it, a hand slid under it to cushion the blow.

She looked over at her sister who slowly slid her hand out from under Danvers' head. Kara was breathing heavier, on her torn up knees. Her arms were covered in cuts and there were a few on her face. Blood rolled down her nose, green streaks showing under her skin. Alex's eyes shifted from fury to fear and looked up at the ceiling and screamed out, "KRYPTONITE EMITTERS OFF!"

It wasn't soon enough as Kara slumped onto her side on the floor. Alex looked over her sister's battered body. She had...done that. "Oh god. Kar..oh god. What have I.." She was shaking so badly her hands couldn't remain steady enough to touch the hero''s face. Doing the only thing she could, Alex slid her little sister's body into her lap and held her as carefully as she could. "HELP! HELP SOMEONE!" That's when she realized how soundproof she had made the room. She looked over at the panel and saw it crushed.

The agent was sobbing and shaking so badly it was difficult to breathe let alone think. Alex slipped her legs out from under her sister's body and ran to the panel, seeing the damage done that Kara had purposely caused. Zor-El had done this...for her. For...her. She ran over to her bag and rummaged through it frantically. She was searching for something, anything, to help. One smooth and hard object had warranted relief and Danvers slipped the gun out of the bag. Quickly she backed up from the door, flipped the charging meter to max and fired right at it.

The force and power by her favorite alien gun, shot the door right off the hinges as it was catapulted away and crashed into one of the rails. Agents ran in at the noise, after seeing what had flew, getting on their radios right away. Alex wasn't even aware of who ran towards her, barely felt the rush of the kryptonian fly in to retrieve her sister's beat up body. Danvers acknowledged the force of the wind when it blew past her, on her knees with her gun on the floor beside her. The tears wouldn't stop and her fiance's voice was muffled. She couldn't focus enough to hear Lena yelling at her or try to take her by the chin to make her see the Luthor.

"J'onn...wait!" Maggie shouted, watching two agents pull Alex to her feet then bring the agent's hands behind her back. Cuffs were heard and Lena watched the woman taken away. The martian looked at them both. "J'onn? J'onn. Don't."

"She needs time to cool off. I can't have her out with our agents, when she's so unhinged and unstable. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." The Director walked out of the room, barking at the two agents that were leading his former second in command towards a cell.

Lena and Maggie took a moment to compose themselves, then ran towards the med bay. They needed to check on Kara, now..

Once Kara was stable and under the lamps, Dharea requested to see who was left in one of the cells they usually used for those with powers. The one that was kept in one, was far from having what aliens could manifest. Jones handed over the keycard and trust Kalyste's judgement. She had come a long way, proved her worth to the DEO and for that matter showed National City she was a protector same as Supergirl. Now, she needed to save this one..

She had heard the approaching footsteps, figuring them to be boots, not even bothering to look up. Alex kept her head down, her hands on the edges of the cot in her prison, where she deserved to be. Then, the noises on the floor stopped and her eyes caught movement there. Just slightly slipping her gaze up, she was met with swirls of purple and blue. The kryptonian daemvyr was on her knees, body relaxed as if grounded and centered on Danvers.

"Before you speak, which I know you will, I want you to come down and come closer to me." Alex felt herself drawn in by the softest of voices, unable to look away from the swirls of smoke within Dharea's orbs. She slid off the cot and knelt down and did as the woman told her. The memory of what Kalyste had done to her before, came back with a rush of warmth she didn't wish to fight. "Feel better?"

"Yes." She wasn't aware how one word from her lips was of pure surrender to the one in control of her. Her eyes caught the movement and looked up at the hand upon the glass-like surface of the door. On instinct, she brought her own to cover Kalyste's. Instantly she felt another rush through her, welcoming it. Her eyes slipped back with her body suddenly relaxing. Her head slowly fell back, her hand remaining in place.

"Let me take it from you Alexandra. Give that darkness to me Dhoia Zygai. Let me have this haunting memory Dhoia..beautiful..Zygai..warrior. There...theeeere. There you go..good girl." She needed to do this. She needed to take it away..

Alex felt as if she was floating, unable to open her eyes, but embracing the warmth from within. She knew, in the back of her mind, that this time Kalyste meant her no harm. Danvers let this power of the kryptonian daemvyr flood through her entire being. She wasn't even aware that the door to the cell had been opened. When she felt a hand against her chest and one at the side of her head, the warmth given shed away the darkness she had cast herself in.

Dharea searched for each thought, each memory that tainted all the good Alex had done, all the hope she had felt. Kalyste began to strip away those images and torments to Danvers very soul. One by one, everything that monster had done to this brave warrior, she took from the agent's mind and into her own. Just like J'onn, she had the power to remove what was needed to, only to absorb them into her own conscious thought. If this is what she must do to return Alex to the person she was before, Dharea..would take them all..

Danvers' eyes opened, only to look up and into the soft hues of purple haze and ocean blues. It was then she realized she was laying down, partially in Kalyste's lap. "You're safe Alexandra. Rrip Nahn Voi. You're safe."

"Safe.." Alex's eyes slid shut, returning to the blissful serenity Dharea offered her. "V..Voi.."

"Safe." Kalyste knew when the warrior had given into the exhaustion she had fought so hard against. She centered herself, struggling with what she had taken to ensure the agent's solace, gritting her teeth when the memories battled her own. Her orbs of two powers, were caught in the raging fires inside her. Kalyste knew if she didn't find a way to stop it, she too would fall into the hands of unconscious forces. She shut her eyes tightly and called out to both Kara and J'onn, hoping they would hear her plea.

"ALEX! KALYSTE!" Names within the air, unheard by the two in the tides of rich slumber. Both were safe, that was enough. Voi. Safe..