AUTHORS NOTE: Guys! I am so sorry, I have been having the hardest time with this uploader for some reason! Here is a re-upload of Chapter 2.

AUTHORS NOTE: INJURY WARNING! Don't worry friends, none of our beloved characters get injured in this chapter, I however am not so lucky. I currently have seven torn muscles in my left shoulder. Now, why am I telling you this? Because, sitting at my computer and typing is currently painful, so I am currently writing this on my phone while lying in bed. Unfortunately, that means that typing is harder. So please, if there are spelling errors that I missed, have mercy on my and my poor damaged body. Please let me know if you find anything!

Chapter 2:

Cisco stood, staring at the tablet like device in his hand, as Barry and Kaitlyn focused on the wormhole in the sky above them. When Cisco has vibed the small space pod, both Barry and Kaitlyn had been hesitant when he had insisted on opening a wormhole for it. So they stood in anticipation, Barry in his flash suit, prepared to take down whatever was in that pod if needed. The fact that Cisco somehow knew he had to open the wormhole but not who was in the ship, unnerved Barry – even though Cisco had insisted the pod looked exactly like Kara's.

So there they stood, staring at the sky.

"There it is!" Kaitlyn yelled, causing Cisco to whip his head from his tablet and up to the sky. The small ship came crashing to the earth, and Barry sped off towards it, hoping to God that whoever was inside had superpowers like Kara – otherwise there was no way they'd be able to survive the impact.

Barry came to a sliding stop in front of the crater the pod had created as Cisco and Kaitlyn rushed up behind him. The three paused and looked, as the roof to the pod slid open and a man dressed in black from head to toe stumbled out and fell to the ground gasping for air.

"Mon-El?" Barry asked, upon seeing the aliens faces.

"Barry...?" Mon-El said, equally confused, the vision in both his eyes going in and out of black. "How did I get here?"

Barry opened his mouth to speak when Mon-El doubled over and hit the ground with a thud.

EARTH:

Living in National City meant you had to be used to a certain amount of risk, so to Cat Grant, the fact that a sizable part of Catco had been damaged by the Daxamites was no excuse for her or any of her employees to miss a day of work. No, Cat Grant expected every single one of her employees to be at their desks, preparing to cover the Daxamite vs. Earth story.

The door to the elevator beeped, and the doors opened announcing her presence to the entire floor. Cat smiled to herself when she saw their backs get a little straighter and the chatter get a little quieter, pleased that her people knew what was expected of them. Not one complaining about the extended view they were granted by the hole in the wall.

"Grant!" A voice called her to turn around, as Snapper rushed towards her at a reporters pace. This ought to be good.

"Lucas" She said expectantly, swiping the large round sunglasses of her face.

"Have you seen Danvers? She hasn't shown up, and isn't answering her phone."

Cat raised her eyebrows.

"I don't tolerate people who can't be bothered to show up for their responsibilities," he continued, "just because you have some sort of crush on her doesn't mean I give her special privileges."

"Hmm." Cat pressed her lips together, as her hand reached out to take the latte her new assistant was shakily handing to her. "Not. My. Problem. Snapper. Deal with it."

Cat turned swiftly on her heels, before heading straight into her office, leaving Snapper fuming behind her. She couldn't help but smile to herself. It was good to be back.

Cat briefly wondered where Kara had gotten off to, but had more pressing matters to deal with. Carefully she strolled out into her debris filled balcony. It crossed her mind briefly if it was safe to be out there, but continued on anyways.

Cat found herself walking to the edge, keen to get a proper view of the city – but stopped dead in her tracks. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a spot of red, a red boot to be specific, peeking out from behind a giant piece of debris. Hesitantly she walked forward, seeing a cape, and a blue sleeve and hand, hanging limply on the pavement. Fearing she was about to find Supergirl dead on her balcony she rushed forward. Cat crouched down in front of the woman, who was slouched on the debris, head hanging limply on her shoulders. Cat reached forward, hand reached towards her shoulder to shake her, awake. Hopefully she was just sleeping. Did aliens sleep the same way people did?

"Supergirl!" Cat said repeatedly, sternly but quietly as to not alert anyone else of the young heroines presence. Supergirl let out a small sigh, her head moving ever so slightly.

"Miss Grant...?" The blonde slurred sleepily. Cat let out a sigh of relief. "What are you doing here? Do you need your latte...? Sorry I'm late..."

Cat pulled her hand back from the girls shoulder abruptly, unable to believe her ears. Of course Cat had had her suspicions over the years, but now everything was confirmed. Kara Danvers, the awkward yet efficient assistant turned reporter, was Supergirl.

"Supergirl, get up." Cat said through clenched teeth. Kara's eyes sprung open, and the change between Kara Danvers and Supergirl was instantaneous.

"Miss Grant!" Supergirl stood abruptly, pulling her shoulders back, standing tall.

"So to what do I owe this rather...unusual, morning meeting? Next time you want to have a sleep over please, make sure my invitation doesn't get lost in the mail."

Supergirl smiled, forced laugh meeting her lips, as she walked over to the edge of the balcony to overlook the city.

"I'm sorry Miss Grant, I just needed a place to rest. I had no intention of falling asleep here." Kara spoke, the pain in her heart bubbling into her throat. Last night after flying around for hours, she had finally admitted to herself she needed to get some rest, but still wasn't ready to go home, or see anyone she knew personally. Somehow she has ended up at Catco - a place that was safe and familiar, but not overly personal. Kara had meant to just sit down and rest for awhile before continuing on her way for the night. However, as soon as she sat down exhaustion set in and the blonde found herself drifting off to sleep.

"What, you mean to tell me that National City's favourite heroine has no where to stay? No place to call her own?"

Kara looked down at her hands, intensely focusing on the lines in the palms of her hands.

"It's not that...it's just..."

"Your boyfriend?"

Kara stopped trying to find her words, and looked at Cat nodding.

"He's everywhere I look, yet no where to be found. He's...gone." It was the first time she had said it aloud, and the words caused fresh tears to form in her eyes. Cat moved towards the edge of balcony, her hands resting on the rail that had somehow managed to survive the damage the Daxamites had caused.

"Well, Supergirl, I know right now it seems like you're never going to make it through this, and true, it might go on for days, weeks, or even months – but one day you're going to wake up and feel like you can breathe again. And then you'll feel guilty and sad for moving on, but don't worry you'll stumble across his sweater, or an old note and it will all come flooding back and you'll feel like the world is ending all over again. Then one day...those things will make you smile instead of cry, and you'll be able to look at the memories with happiness, that you had the opportunity to experience the kind of love most people only dream about."

Kara looked at her, hands gripping the rail as tightly as she could without warping the metal.

"And trust me, Supergirl," Cat continued, "women like me and you, we take the things that would destroy others and use them to fuel us. No, this isn't going to destroy you, this is going to make you a better hero. Every person you save, not only do it for him, not just so no one else ever has to feel what you're feeling, do it because you are okay; you made it through the impossible."

Kara turned, the tears having made their way down her cheeks, before she wrapped her arms around Cat, squeezing her as hard as she could without hurting a human.

"Thank you." She whispered as Cat returned the hug.

"Any time, Supergirl"

Kara broke away, wiping away her tears with the back of her sleeve. She took in a shaky breath, and looked toward the sky.

"I need to get going...there will be people looking for me. Thank you Cat."

"Of course..." Cat nodded as the blonde leapt off the balcony and into the sky. "Kara."

Cat turned and strutted back into Catco, making her way into the rows of desks under Snappers reign.

"Snapper!" She yelled, and he jumped up, rushing towards her. "Miss Danvers has had a death in the family, she won't be in for some time. If you have a problem with that, take it up with me"

With that Cat turned, leaving Snapper silent and in the dust for once in his life.

EARTH 1:

His eyes blinked open and shut tiredly, the brightness of his surroundings intensifying through his super powered vision.

"He's waking up" A voice he couldn't make out said.

"Kara..." He slurred, licking his lips with his tongue, suddenly feeling as though he could drink all the water on the planet.

"Oh I wish." The same voice, this time clearly a mans voice, said, followed by chuckles from the people around him. Cisco backed up from where he was standing by the bed the alien lay in "that's not what I..."

Barry just looked at Cisco oddly, before turning back to Mon-El.

"Hey Mon-El, it's Barry," The Flash began, as the alien continued to groggily force himself back to reality. "You're pod landed on our Earth, do you know what happened?"

"Pod...wha...oh my God, Kara!" Suddenly Mon-El jerked awake, flying into seated position. He looked around, taking in the scene. "How did I get here? I need to get back to my earth."

"Don't worry man, we'll send you right back, right after we figure out what's going..." Cisco began, but Mon-El cut him off, jumping to his feet shakily enough that Barry had to reach forward and steady him.

"No, no, no, you can't – I'll die..." He tried to walk forward, only to be stopped by the myriad of nodes that were tracking his vitals on his now exposed chest. A sudden beep in the heart monitor he was wearing filled the room, prompting Kaitlyn to step forward, pushing him back to the bed with to fingers.

"Mon-El, you need to sit back down" She carefully guided him back to lying on the bed, before pressing the button to bring the bed into seated position.

"Kara...she probably thinks I'm dead..." He said quietly, and everyone looked at him seriously. There was an instant and heavy silence in the room, as Mon-El settled back into his bed, the three waiting with anticipation. Eventually, Barry was the first to speak.

"Can you back up a little, maybe tell us what happened?"

Mon-El nodded, his senses having normalized, and breathing steady once again. Rubbing his chin, he began to tell them the story of what had been happening in National City over the last couple of weeks. He told them of his parents finding his distress call, and tracking him to earth where they tried to force him to reestablish his royalty. Or his mothers murder of his father, and the attack and take over of National City. Of his almost marriage to Lena Luther. Of how Kara tried everything she could to convince the Daxamites to leave their city in peace, and their betrayal of ancient ritual.

"What my mother didn't realize, is that Lena Luther had invented a device that could make the atmosphere unsustainable to Daxamites, just with the push of a button. When my mother betrayed Kara...we knew it was the only option other than letting them take over Earth...so she pushed the button. It worked immediately, all the ships left and my mother turned to ash in front of our eyes...I felt...like my lungs were caving in on themselves. The only reason I didn't die instantly, is because I'd been living on earth, and had so much exposure to the yellow sun. So Kara put me in my pod...and sent me to space. We didn't have any idea where I'd end up, or if I'd even make it, but you know Kara, she has to believe in the best every time...I was flying through space, when all of a sudden a wormhole opened up. My ship got sucked in and the next thing I knew, I was here explaining it all to you..."

The three stood, staring at him, the weight of everything he and Supergirl had been through in the past few weeks crushing them heavily.

"Mon-El, I'm sorry...that's rough." Barry said, reaching out to briefly touch his arm comfortingly. Mon-El nodded, the loss he had just experienced hitting him all over again.

"How did that wormhole open?" He asked with a clear of his throat, eager to change the subject.

"Oh, I can help with that." Cisco stopped forward slightly. "We were working on training with Wally, when I got a vibe of a ship in space...we didn't know it was you though so we were pretty nervous to bring you here..."

Mon-El nodded, feeling at a loss for words for what might be the first time in his life ever.

"And don't worry man," Cisco continued, "I'm sure Kaitlyn can find a cure for this lead allergy thing."

Kaitlyn rolled her eyes. "I can't promise anything, but I think there's a really good chance."

Mon-El nodded, the exhaustion from the past few days events hitting him suddenly. "Thank you. Is there any way we can tell Kara where I am and that I'm ok?"

Barry and Cisco both nodded.

"Yea man, we'll go first thing in the morning. Why don't you crash at my place tonight?" Barry offered.

"That would be great, thanks man."

EARTH 38

When she had left Catco, Kara had had every intention of flying straight to the DEO, finding Alex and J'onn and assuring them she was ok - but as she was soaring all the emotions leapt back into her throat. They would ask her all the questions she wasn't prepared to answer. All she wanted to do was become invisible to the world for a couple of days.

Which left her with one giant problem.

She was still wearing her Supergirl suit.

She wasn't ready to go to her apartment, where all her clothes currently were. It's not like she could just walk into the mall and buy clothing. She was sure whoever would help Supergirl, would keep track of every single item of clothing she'd buy – making it way to easy for the investigative reporters of National City to connect Supergirl to Kara Danvers

And there was another problem.

Hunger. Oh my God the hunger.

She literally hadn't eaten since Mon-El had stuffed a couple of sticky buns in her face as they were on their way to the DEO two days ago. For an alien that needed to consume an average of 10,000 calories a day, that meant she felt like she hadn't eaten in months.

Which is how she found herself in her current situation, standing in line at the food court mall, trying to decided just how much food she could order without overwhelming the staff. As soon as she had walked in the mall, the atmosphere had shifted slightly. People became hushed, quickly grabbing their phones in hopes of getting a picture of the heroine. Kara however, had had only one thing on her mind – food.

The line seemed to drain on forever, but eventually she stepped up to the till.

"Hi welcome to Taste of China may I..." The young clerk spoke, eyes getting wider with each word he spoke, upon realizing exactly whom he was addressing. His voice started to speak as he continued speaking, "may I take your order...?"

Kara smiled, forcing back a laugh between a closed lipped smile.

"Hi! Yes, I'd like two orders of potstickers, one ginger beef, one orange chicken, one sweet and sour pork...and...some spring rolls. Oh! And some wanton soup!"

The teenager raised his eyebrows as he repeated her order back to her.

"I-is that everything?" Kara nodded. "Ok that will be 37.58."

Kara bent over and pulled out a 50 dollar bill from her boot. When Alex had insisted that she keep it there "in case or emergencies" Kara had rolled her eyes, but was now extremely thankful for her sisters forward thinking.

"Here you go!" She passed him the bill, and his eyes got even wider when their hands brushed.

"Thank you," He said returning her change, "you're order will be ready in a few minutes! Have a great day."

"Thanks, you too." She replied, moving aside to allow the next customer to move forward.

Kara crossed her arms as she waited, the lack of activity bringing her thoughts back to Mon-El. Overwhelmed by the desire to argue over the last potsticker with him just one last time she breathed in deeply, trying to bring her emotions back into check. She couldn't break down here. Not with so many people watching.

"Liam! Get back here!" A voice called from behind her, and Kara felt a gentle tug on her cape.

"Excuse me Supergirl..." a small voice said from behind her, and she turned to see a small boy, looking up at her, his mother running up behind him.

"I'm so sorry Supergirl, he just got away from me." The woman exclaimed, and Kara just smiled.

"It's ok." She said, crouching down to the boys eye level. "How's it going?"

"I just wanted to say thank you..." the boy began. "My Daddy, he was attacked by all the bad peoples that came...if you hadn't made them leave when you did, Mommy says Daddy would be gone now. But he's gonna be ok."

The little boy fell into her, small arms coming to wrap around her in a hug. Kara felt the lump in her own chest tighten, as she hugged him back.

"Can I get a picture?" His Mom asked after a moment, and Kara nodded, lifting the boy in her arms as she stood, so the woman could snap a picture on her phone. Kara smiled at the camera, feeling an old glimpse of herself return in the moment.

"Alright Liam, we better let Supergirl get back to her day." Liam agreed, and reached over for his mom to take him. The three exchanged goodbyes, and Kara smiled as two walked off, chatting excitedly about how excited Liam's Dad would be when he heard they had met Supergirl.

"Supergirl, your order is ready." The teen from taste of China called her, and Kara turned around.

"Thank you!" She said, reaching out and taking the bag of food he had extended to her. Hungrily she turned, eager to find a spot to sit down and eat, but as she looked around the food court, and all the people noticeably glancing at her she wondered if perhaps she better take her food somewhere else. When she saw a man, cell phone in his hands coming towards her, she made the quick decision to run, eager to get out of the public eye.

"Supergirl!" A voice behind her yelled, and she flinched. She'd know that voice anywhere. Alex. Kara turned around, to see her sister quickly walking towards her.

"Hey..." She said almost sleepily as Alex grabbed her arm.

"Where have you been" Alex whispered somewhere between concern and anger. "Everyone's been worried sick."

"How did you know I was here?" Kara asked, deflecting the question. Alex pulled her phone out of her pocket, showing it to Kara. "Supergirl comforts young fan in foodcourt" read a recently published tweet, accompanied by a picture of her hugging Liam. This was followed by an article that read "How much does an alien need to eat? Find out what Supergirl ordered at National City Mall's Taste of China," that included a picture of her standing and ordering at the till.

"Oh Rao, it hasn't even been 15 minutes..." Kara spoke quietly, rolling her eyes.

"Welcome to the modern century." Alex smirked.

"How did you even get her so fast?"

"I have my ways..." Alex trailed, "But that's not the point, we're worried about you."

Kara sighed.

"I know its just...I couldn't..." Kara felt herself getting teary again, before tensing up so that the people of National City wouldn't see her in a vulnerable state. This time it was Alex's turn to sigh.

"Look, lets just go back to my place." Alex whispered, "You can eat this ridiculous amount of food, get some sleep and a shower, actual clothes. We don't have to talk, just come with me."

Kara closed her eyes, holding in the tears that were threatening to fall, before nodding.

"Okay. Yes, lets go."

Alex let out another sigh, this time of relief, wishing she could give her little sister a hug, but having to remain professional since they were both still in their work garb. With a crowd watching them as discreetly as possible, the two left, leaving their audience more curious than ever.

AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you all for reading, I appreciate you all so much! Please take a moment and leave a review – I would love to hear your thoughts!