One thing about Alex's development is that yes, I made her a fanfiction writer and the story she is writing is an old fanfic of mine. No I am not self promoting, it just seems to match Alex's mood and thoughts. Hope you enjoy this quirk of hers, I am having fun writing her like this.
Also I know it seems that Alex is a jerk to Kara, but seriously, if you have a closet of backup doorknobs and deadbolts because your sister breaks everything wouldn't you be a little tired of her breaking and entering then messing with your writing vibe?
Maybe it was the small wickedness buried deep within the base of her soul, but she cannot help that her heart had been taken by the least likely of players. Gazing out over the moonlit ocean, her heart dropped from her chest for she could not bring herself to stay…
Alex let her fingers tap tap tap away at her keys. It was a guilty pleasure that she would tell no one. She wrote fanfiction, and no one, not even Kara knew about that, but it made her feel better. Emptied her mind, work shit out, and center herself. She wore her tinted reading glasses, for just a minor correction especially when she glared at the computer for too long, and pencil tucked behind her ear as she sat at the kitchen table in her apartment.
"ALEX!" shouted Kara as she burst through the door panting. Alex jolted from her words and then looked back down… her fingers twitched at the small roll she was on. Then one freaking super-sized interruption and it was… lost. She sighed. Damn. She pressed the save icon just in case she could come back to it later and left the laptop on the kitchen table and went to her door to assess the damage. She growled when she turned around.
"Kara! How many times do I have to tell you to knock?!" Alex yelled as she went to the closet and fished out a doorknob and lock set. Kara stopped what she was doing and looked back and looked at the door knob of the door then looked down at her hand. The missing door knob lay in her hand.
"Sorry Alex, I just came as soon as I heard about you and James this afternoon," Kara said as Alex began to unscrew the set from the door, and Kara came close to her, "Here let me help." But Kara was rejected by a firm hand cutting through the air and a glare from her sister. Kara sighed and went to start coffee. With as many times as she has killed Alex's door in the past she knew her sister would be done quickly.
Alex looked her door over and sighed inwardly as she used the time to fix the door to gather her thoughts. Thank the stars she had a reinforced steel door. The only casualty of Kara's impromptu visits were the blasted door knobs. She went to work take the time to collect herself. The actions between her and James this afternoon where unnecessary, and yet he was out of line. She didn't hate the guy, but she didn't like it when people used size to make people nervous. It bothered her, it was a trigger of hers.
"James is lucky I didn't put him in the hospital," Alex said as the doorknob and lock set fell to the ground. She tugged on the new packaging and then looked at Kara and threw it to her sister. The blonde smiled happy should could help and opened the packaging. Alex was handed the opened items and she went right back to applying the new lock.
"You are getting pretty got at that," Kara said leaning over Alex's shoulder as she was screwing the sides together. Alex shook her head but smiled as she quickly fastened the new lock and knob to the door. She told Kara to go out in the hall and then locked the doors deadbolt and lock.
"Pretty strong Alex," Kara toned through the door. Alex smirked devilishly as she leaned against the door, "Umm... Alex you can open the door now."
"Not until you learn how to knock or use the damn key," Alex growled as she pounded on the door angrily.
"I'm sorry Alex. I was worried about you, especially with what Lena told me," Kara said waiting not wishing to have this conversation in the hallway. Alex pulled back from the door blinking, then opened the door.
"Besides Alex, you didn't give me the new key," Kara said smiling like she won a small victory, then back peddled as she saw Alex's features darken.
"Now I must make new keys Kara," Alex threw her hands up and went into the apartment and sat in front of her laptop. She looked once more at the word document, and then minimized it pissed off that she lost her groove. A mug was set beside her as Kara sat in a chair at the table with her. Alex sifted through the box and gave Kara the only other key than her own.
"Use it please. I am tired of changing those things out," Alex said to her sister and the blonde quickly took the key and nodded. Kara tapped on her the side of her mug as Alex watched her sister.
"James was angry about Lena breaking up with him through letter," Alex replayed for Kara, "Then he got in my personal space, hovered over me to make her bend to his will, and I did not like that," Alex said and then smiled slightly as she remembered James's face when she fixed his tie, threatened him.
"Lena said you stood up for her," Kara said as she took a sip from her coffee.
"No one else was there to do so Kara, and he was out of line. Sure, it was a horrible call to break up with him through a letter," Alex watched Kara and the wince from her sister, "You suggested she break up with him through a letter? Are you kidding me? Kara we are adults, not junior high school students," Alex chastised.
"I KNOW ALEX!" Kara yelled out and then blinked as she looked down at the table. She didn't know she slammed down her hand, and then they heard it, the cracking, Alex grabbed her laptop just as the table slit apart. Kara's mouth went into a perfect 'O' and then she looked over to Alex. She was holding her laptop, eyes closed, and then she gently, slowly closed the laptop and stood from Kara and the mess of spilled coffee and broken table and moved to her couch.
"Replace that table or fix it, please," Alex said not opening her eyes.
"I'm so sorry Alex. I will get you a different table, a better one, a stronger one," Kara rambled on.
"Kara sit down and talk to me," Alex said trying to regulate in her temper, but knew it took a lot for Kara to lose control like that.
"She is important to me Alex, and he has not been treating her right," Kara said as she sat down on the couch. Alex rolled her eyes but looked at Kara.
"Right according to who?' Alex asked as she situated herself, faced Kara completely, and rest her head on her closed hand braced against the back of her couch.
"Well, she should be treated like she is special, like a queen, like a …" Kara tapered off in her thoughts when Alex took Kara's cup and drank her coffee.
"What? You killed the table that held my coffee, this is the least you can do right now," Alex then touched Kara's arm, "Are you sure that he wasn't treating her special in his own way? Do you know the whole story?" Alex asked softly trying to be the voice of reason.
"Yes," Kara answered, "I have noticed differences in James, and Lena told me they were different around each other lately too," the blond said as she looked at her hands.
"Are you sure you don't want to see something there because you love her?" Alex asked and then watched Kara crumble. She pulled Kara to her and shushed her and cooed soothing words in her ear.
"I do love her Alex, but sometimes…" Kara hiccupped, and the words did not continue.
"Sometimes what Kara?" Alex prodded.
"Sometimes I don't think I am the person for her either," Kara sat up and sniffed, "Come on, I get attacked on a daily basis, threatened, hell she had already been kidnapped because of her association to Supergirl, so have you. All this as a friend. Do you know what would happen if we became more?" Kara whispered in a strained tone as if she was afraid to admit these thoughts too loudly.
"No I don't know what will happen, and neither do you Kara," Alex tilted her head back and closed her eyes, she could not believe she was about to do this, say this, push this, "And you will not know unless you woman up, or super up, and try to have something with her."
Kara looked over to Alex and saw her sister, her dear wonderful sister looking at her, guiding her, helping her in her love like. Putting her first and then in hit Kara.
"Winn said you had an interest," Kara said as she smiled and got comfortable on the couch. Alex stiffened, then softly smiled and let go of Kara rubbing her palms on her thighs.
"Yeah, but I'm not sure she wants me back, and we are never in the same circles, or even near each other," Alex gazed away from the alien, "Just a silly crush, Kar. Nothing huge," Alex felt her heart drop in to her stomach, but she immediately soothed over her internal mask, regulated her breathing, regulated her heart rate. She looked over to Kara and she could see her ears twitch trying to hear. Kara nodded, disappointed and Alex felt a small victory. Kara got up from the couch and went to the door and Alex followed.
"You deserve to be happy Alex," Kara said hugging her sister tightly, "Thank you for being there for Lena and I'll think about what you said," Kara kissed her sister on the cheek and then walked out the door. Alex locked it behind her sister and turned around and saw the table, broken, split down the middle.
Just one more casualty left by Kara.
Lena Luthor sat at her desk waiting. She had one more, very late appointment. She turned and looked out the window and reminisced over the phone call she placed a few days ago. She smiled as the person on the other end of the phone practically screamed at her about the ongoing of her businesses. Lena knew how to handle this person, she knew how to handle tight assed executives. When the door flew open she was not surprised to see a blond dressed in a creme power suit dress with black buttons, black sunglasses, even though it was night out, and black gloves and clutch, and not to mention black stilettoes. The only splash of color was red, blood red lipstick on her thin lips.
"Now little Luthor, why have you called me here from Washington? I am a busy woman you know," the blonde sat down on the sofa, and not the chairs for appointments. Lena shook her head and smirked.
"Supergirl," she said and watched as the blonde woman's composure slipped and shock, freaking shock fell upon Cat Grant's face.
"What do you need me for when it comes to the Girl of Steel? Aren't you owner of CatCo and can get any exclusive you want?" Cat probed back, and she narrowed her eyes, and watched the younger executive. Lena stood from the back of her desk, and then went to the couch.
"What do you know of the Guardian?" Lena asked. Cat scoffed.
"I have been in Washington, not under a rock little Luthor," Cat looked over to Lena and saw something then rolled her eyes, "Fine, James Olsen shocked the world when he outted himself as the Guardian, and sources say you have been dating the current CEO of CatCo, and outted Guardian. Do you wish to comment on that?"
"Ever the journalist," Lena laughed, "Kara learned a lot from you," Lena mused and then looked over to the other woman. She saw a small smile on Cat's lips, and then a softness she had seen absent from Cat Grant, and never thought she was capable of.
Dear God, who didn't love the woman? Lena thought to herself, feeling her stomach flip in jealousy.
"Kara Danvers," Cat's smile widened, "Very special that one. She was my assistant," Cat chuckled, "First one that actually became important to me."
Lena watched as Cat Grant mused over long-gone times and memories she seemed to adore. Lena took a breath and went in for the kill.
"I want you to work for me," Lena said straight faced and calmly as if she didn't ask the Queen of All Media to become her minion. She got exactly the response she thought she was going to get from Cat. She down right laughed in her face. Cat Grant finished her bout of laughter and looked at Lena and stopped.
"Wait you are serious," Cat stated shocked and then Lena nodded. Then the blond woman narrowed her eyes.
"What will be in it for me?" Cat asked waiting for the dye to be cast, waiting for something to negotiate with. Lena shifted and got comfortable.
"I want to give you controlling interest of CatCo back. I Don't want a magazine company, but I will not lie to you when I tell you the profits are lucrative with Supergirl on the cover at least twice a month," Lena spoke to her feet as she looked out into her office.
"You are on that cover from time to time," Cat said and then Lena looked at the woman, "I have maintained shares of my own company Lena. I know our portfolio. When you are on that cover, sales skyrocket," Cat said with a gleam in her eyes.
"Yes well…" Lena was cut off.
"I want your offer of majority shareholder, but not the whole company. You have done well with it, but I want something BIG Lena Luthor. Gargantuan," Cat said and smiled as if she was a panther that just ate a massive dinner. Lena motioned for her to share her thoughts.
"I want an exclusive interview, no hold barred interview, with you," Cat's smile grew when she saw Lena turn paler than she already was.
"Come on now, Ms. Grant," said a voice from the balcony. Both woman turned to look, and both wore twin smiles. "A no hold barred interview with 'THE' Cat Grant, no offense Miss Luthor but that could be very … telling. I'm not sure you would survive," The blond superhero smiled as she came into the office and leaned against the white desk looking at the two executives. Her gaze slid to the older blonde and her smile grew.
"It is wonderful to see you, Cat," The kryptonian smiled and then walked over to the older woman and leaned down for a stiff embrace. Both of them felt heat from where their bodies touched, and Lena could not help but notice a small blush on Kara's cheeks. It was quite charming, even though it made her jealous to no end.
"She has become a bit of a personal savior, even from Pulitzer Prize winning journalists with a cutthroat streak," Lena smiled at the woman. Kara smiled brightly at the brunette and stood in the middle of the room with her hands on her hips, the picture of a superhero, proud and magnificent.
"She has a habit of doing that," Cat said looking at Kara, taking her all in and she could have sworn she got even more beautiful since she had gone, no not more beautiful, more mature, more real as if reality popped that little bubble that both her Supergirl and her Kara resided in. She looked over to Lena.
"Never take advantage of it, and never squander it," Cat then looked back at Kara, "Having her in your corner is one of the best allies you could ever have, and the most trustworthy."
Kara and Cat shared a long gaze and then Cat turned back to Lena, "I'll do it, but I want to revise my second stipulation," Cat paused, and Lena quirked her eyebrow.
"The both of you together, Luther and a Super," Cat said.
"It's been done Cat," Supergirl chuckled.
"Ah yes it has," then Cat leveled Supergirl with a gaze, "But not by me."
"But…" Kara made to argue but she was cut off.
"Deal," Lena said sticking out her hand then looked over at Kara, "Assuming you are on board of course."
Kara blinked and then threw her shoulders back and looked at these two powerful women and shook her head helpless before them.
"Sure, let me know when and remember to be flexible," as if on cue a cop car flew by below Lena's balcony taking the siren with it. Kara waved and flew off. Cat watched the young Luthor.
"Intoxicating woman," Cat said with a lecherous smile on her lips then her crossed legs. Lena knew the gambit for what it was, and it was nothing more than to assess her feelings for the woman, but did Cat know that Kara and Supergirl were the same woman?
"Certainly exotic, but I prefer them more down to earth," Lena said as she thought of Kara, and chuckled.
"Oh, and who might that be?" Cat asked as Lena went to get them a glass of wine. "Completely off the record," Cat grinned as the brunette laughed at the older reporter and gave her glass when she sat next to the blond.
"Cat we both know there is no such thing for you," Lena smiled and tilted her head, "But needless to say you will get your interview, and your shares. I only need you to do one thing," Lena said as she narrowed her eyes and found Cat's. The air was charged with electricity, with authority.
"I want full autonomy," Cat interjected.
"You still work for me," Lena said, and Cat nodded.
"What do you wish me to do?"
"Clean house," Lena gritted. Cat's eyebrow quirked.
"What kind of clean do you propose I do?" Cat asked as she sipped her wine.
"You want full autonomy, I leave that to you, but you will protect me, and Supergirl. Other than that CatCo is now your playground once more," Lena said and smiled as Cat looked like a kid in a candy shop.
"So, James Olson…" Cat began.
"Kick his ass back to photographer please," Lena ground out.
"On what grounds?" Cat asked.
"You are the boss and it was supposed to be temporary any ways, he was simply keeping your chair warm," Lena supplied.
"True," Cat took a sip from her glass, "How has he treated Kara?"
Lena looked over to the older woman and saw and entire universe of emotions, thoughts, and dare she say, wishes. Lena could not read Cat entirely, but she saw it there, she knew Cat loved two women. Too bad it seemed she didn't know they were the same woman.
"I believe you need to talk to Kara about that. I can get you her number," Lena supplied and began to move to her phone, but a hand on her arm stopped her. She looked at Cat and noticed her eyes gleaming and then the older woman patted her arm.
"I have it dear," Cat sipped from her glass.
It was the last thing that was said between the two women that night. One week later Cat Grant would retake her throne
"Alex!" Kara yelled as she burst through the door. Alex had her glasses on her nose, and was tapping away at her story, and then growled out at her sister.
"YOU BETTER HAVE USED A KEY KARA!"
"Yes, I have," Kara shut the door and locked it flashing the key at Alex, "You are never going to guess who just came back in town," Kara gushed. Alex sighed and saved her story. She was about to have her character in her story relive parts of her tortured past and then bond with the other main character. She hoped she could come back to it later. She put her laptop down and gestured for Kara to continue.
"Cat!" Kara squealed like a kid getting cotton candy as a carnival. Alex blinked going through her mental rolodex of people then it dawned on her. Cat Grant, Kara's Cat. Oh Shit, here we go again.
"Is that what you want Kara?" Alex asked calmly then the bouncing puppy called her sister looked at her like she grew a third eyeball, "What about Lena?" Alex asked and the watched as everything, all of it just hit her sister like a Mack truck. Kara sat down, breathing deeply, then quickly, then deep and fast.
"Oh no you don't," Alex rushed to Kara and made the woman focus on her and then breathe with her, in, out, in, out. Once Kara was calmed Alex shook her head. She did not envy her sister one bit. At least with Maggie they broke up, quit, broke it off. With Kara and Cat there was nothing but tension, mass quantities of sexual tension and you could cut it with a blunt butter knife. It was unresolved, hanging, and possible… or so Alex thought until Kara and Lena got close. Watching Kara become putty on her couch, now she was not so sure.
"I'm so lost," Kara whimpered.
All Alex could do was pat her sisters back. Yup, she did not envy her sister in the slightest.