A/N: Before I say anything, I need to give the biggest thanks possible to GuestSupergirl for literally being the reason that the poll is finally updated. When I saw that you'd gone through and fixed everything I honestly teared up... that was so sweet and so kind, so thank you SO much. I can't even put into words how much I appreciate it. Now everything is so organized (and I have a list with the users and prompts they submitted together, saved as a copy on my computer, which was SO helpful). Thank you, thank you, thank you with all my heart.

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All right, without further delay, thank you to Whalegang34 for today's prompt: A Fort Rozz escapee messes with Kara's mind and emotions.

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"Supergirl!" Alex's footsteps thundered against the pavement, knees driving forward, legs pumping back. She pushed off her toe and yanked herself upward, swinging her feet over a fence and landing before trying again, "Supergirl!"

Sirens rang through the streets and lingering civilians gawked. Alex knocked shoulders, shuffling with focused feet as she shoved herself forward, broke through the crowd and into the road, sliding between police barricades.

"Supergirl!" Her voice quivered against the chaos, penetrated the billow of black smoke clouding the air; its source an alien, presumably dead now, judging from the thick smoke and alien sludge splattered across the street. But still, Kara was nowhere to be seen.

Kara, Kara, Kara.

"Supergirl!"

Screaming, silence, shaking Earth.

And then, something.

Then, Maggie.

"I've got her."

A voice from the dark smoke, figures emerging from vapor that thinned and wisped. "I've got her," Maggie called out again, took form in front of Alex's eyes and the woman rushed forward.

Maggie dipped her head toward Kara, whispered more softly. "I've got you."

The blonde tipped on her feet, head reeling and vision blurring around the edges. Echoes of the alien's voice pounded in her skull, sunk in her gut.

"Kara," Alex whispered low enough so only they can hear, let out a stream of breath and took Kara into her arms from Maggie's strong hold. "Hey, you okay?"

Kara nodded and pulled back, dazed and looking down and pushing gunk off her super suit. "Yeah, no, I'm fine—I'm fine, just a little sore and… no I'm fine, I'm fine." She shifted hesitantly, testing weight on her aching muscles. "And covered in its disgusting goo." She shook her hand, sent the black sludge splashing on the ground, its remnants clinging to her bare skin. "Yuck." She shuddered, pulling laughs from Maggie and Alex.

"It even got in my mouth!" Kara groaned, blinked again as the world came into focus. "A lot! I can still taste it—and it was in my nose!"

"You're a mess," Alex said and a grin—part relief, part amusement—lit up her cheeks. "Let's get you cleaned up at the DEO and then movie time?"

Kara nodded and smiled, falling in step with Maggie and Alex. "Sorry I got goo on you, Maggie," Kara said.

"It's fine, Little Danvers, it only got on my clothes. You on the other hand, are saturated."

The blonde groaned, a little pout appearing across her lips as they turned into an alley, making their way to a DEO van. Kara looked down at the goo dripping from her suit, her hands. "It's gross."

"You're a little gross right now, Kara," Maggie teased.

Kara made a face, dramatically grasping her chest with her hand. "Well I know I'm not snuggling with you tonight."

"Oh however will I survive?"

Alex snorted and Kara's frown fell farther, causing both older women to laugh.

"Come here," Alex said, grinning and opening her arm up to Kara. The blonde smiled and leaned into Alex's one armed hug. "Just… keep your alien goo on the clothes, all right? I don't want any of that on my skin… gross"

"Alex."

/

"What was even up with that alien guy?" Alex asked as they piled into Maggie's car a few hours later, pulling out of the DEO parking garage.

Kara shrugged and leaned her head against the window in the backseat. "I don't know. I think he was a Fort Rozz escapee, kept talking about my mom and Krypton." She scrunched her face up, rubbed at a piercing throb in her forehead.

It was quiet for a moment and Kara shifted, pulling a knee up to her chest and resting her chin there. "So they didn't find the alien?"

Alex shook her head, tried to catch Kara's eye in the rearview mirror, but the blonde kept looking outward, gaze trained onto some distance beyond the car, beyond this planet, this atmosphere. "No, they haven't been able to determine yet if he was killed on the scene or managed to get away. But if he's still out there we'll get him. It's just a matter of time."

Kara nodded and silence fell over the car again.

"So, Little Danvers, are you picking out the movie tonight?"

The only response was the static hum of the radio.

"Little Danvers?"

Nothing.

"Kara?"

"Hmm?" The blonde's head snapped in Maggie's direction and she reached to push back hair where it had fallen in her face.

"The movie, for night," Maggie said again, voice softening. "You got one picked out?"

Kara shrugged and shook her head. "No, not really. I'm kind of tired."

She missed the concerned glance Alex shot her through the rearview mirror, heard Maggie hum sympathetically.

But Kara could only lean back in her seat, listen inside her head as the alien's voice said words to her in native tongue, that only Alura had ever said, whispered at night to Kara when she was little and tucked in bed.

/

Kara pushed around her food while they ate dinner, cheek mushed in the palm of her hand as she rested it there, eyes half lidded and breath slow.

"All right, come on," Alex said, nudged Kara gently and rubbed her shoulder.

"Hmm?"

"You're falling asleep at the table, Kar. How about we put something on tv and you can get some rest?"

Kara gave a nod and stood, thanking Maggie as the detective cleaned up the table before joining them on the couch just as the sun began dipping below the horizon.

Kara sprawled across the cushions, curling into Alex's side and groaning. "My stomach hurts."

Alex threaded fingers through Kara's hair. "Sorry, sis."

Kara murmured incoherently, snuggling closer as Maggie plopped onto the couch at her other side and rubbed Kara's leg.

A smirk tugged across Alex's lips. "And I'm especially sorry you literally ate alien shit earlier today."

Without opening her eyes, Kara grabbed the nearest pillow and swung it at Alex, landing a hit against her side. "Just for that, I might lean against Maggie instead. She's warmer than you are, anyway."

Maggie grinned smugly, threw a look over to Alex. "What do you have to say to that, babe?"

"I say that Kara's too tired to move so she's stuck with me."

" 'm not even that tir'd," the blonde mumbled into Alex's shirt, nose pressing into her sister's side as she wiggled closer.

"Sure." Alex deadpanned, Maggie shooting her a look that made laughter bubble forward.

"Alex, stop," Kara whined. "You're moving too much and it's not funny anymore."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Alex said and ran a hand up and down Kara's back. "Just try to sleep for a while, you'll feel better when you wake up."

Except, when Kara nodded and closed her eyes again, relinquished her grasps on wakefulness, Kara saw Krypton.

She saw Krypton in her dreams, and for the first time in thirteen years, she could read the street signs, could whisper names to address the faces she saw, could make out the words to the lullaby her mother was singing and understand the text in her father's hand, follow along as he flipped the page.

But then, blood ran from the walls of her childhood home. The red sun of her planet turned thick with the crimson liquid, spilled it forward and the streets flooded and the rain kept coming and her parents drowned and her lungs filled and she shot upward screaming, eyes opening to pitch black and gargled sounds, shuffling and shifting and distant voice in a language she knew best but was not raised on.

And then the room is drenched in soft yellow light and Maggie is already turning away from the switch, coming closer and Alex is already there, hovering over Kara's head, fingers dipping into Kara's sweat soaked locks of blonde, shushing, soothing.

Kara's still screaming, still blinking as the shapes take form and the blurs sharpen away and the moonlight sinks in and her lungs scorch and her heart beats and reality takes hold.

"It's over, okay? It was only a nightmare, it's over." Alex got on her knees, cupped her sisters tearstained cheeks.

Kara dropped to the floor, keeled over and her head fell into Alex's lap and Kara sobbed.

It was only a nightmare.

Alex's fingers brushed through her hair.

It was only a nightmare.

Alex rubbed circles on her back.

It was only a nightmare.

Maggie pulled them both into a hug.

It was only a nightmare.

Kara let out a shuddering breath.

It was only a nightmare,

But it was just the beginning.

Sooooo I might have turned another prompt into a multi-chapter story... I'm thinking this one will probably be a two-shot. We'll see ;)