Chapter 11
Alex ordered everyone to catch a few hours of sleep since NCPD was going to be handling the questioning of the bank manager and forensics was still working on the kind of explosive along with figuring out the tunnel system that was discovered under the bank.
Kara decided that before heading to her place that her mother needed some regular civilian clothes. Her current Kryptonian garb would not blend in with the now bustling streets of National City. However, her mother said that it was probably best that Kara explain who Thomas Coville was and in more detail. It was would seem that her body was handling the transition to Earth fairly well. While she did not have x-ray or heat vision yet, she did have her strength and some flying abilities.
"So this man is twisting the word of Rao and he still has followers despite being in prison," Alura frowned.
"I guess so. I really thought that once I proved to them that I was not a God or someone to be worshipped, that he would be alone in his thoughts but it would appear not," Kara said.
"It's disturbing to say the least," her mother shook her head.
"Wait until you meet the guy. He himself is a whole other level of disturbing. Gives me the creeps and I actually worship Kara," that last part slipped out of Mon-El's mouth before he realized it.
"I'm assuming that is some Earth term I'm not familiar with," Alura raised an eyebrow.
"It is. Usually meant about two people who are in a relationship," Kara quickly explained.
"I think that it's about time for that talk," her mother looked at her.
"Where should we start? The beginning where you and I fought like cats and dogs or the middle where my mother tried to invade Earth or the last part where I am officially Kryptonian and not a Daxamite?" Mon-El wondered.
"All right may be we save most of that for later. Explain to me how you aren't a Daxamite," Alura wanted to know. Mon-El nodded and gave them both a smile before he started to explain.
"So you wanna explain to me how your sister's real mom is alive?" Maggie asked. The two had met at their apartment and were supposed to be sleeping but other activities had occupied their time. Alex rolled over in the bed so she could face her fiancée.
"Apparently, part of her home planet survived, but only a part of it. The only family that was still alive was her mother," the redhead said.
"I see. I had to be like this but can we trust them? I mean you said that there were daddy issues and the Worldkillers were a Kryptonian invention. You know that I love Kara almost as much as you do, but I'm not sure she'd be thinking clearly, when something like this happens. Heck, I don't think I'd be thinking clearly," Maggie admitted.
"From what Kara said, her mom was just as freaked out as she was. Neither one of them suspected that the man they trusted turned out to be such an accomplished liar," Alex told her.
"Well I think we should voice our concerns. Someone needs to be watching our backs if this goes south, especially if that nut Coville is involved," her fiancée said.
"First thing when we get into the office, I'll pull Kara aside. You're right because the last thing we need is an invasion of Kryptonians. We're lucky that the general public didn't find out about the Worldkillers or they would be asking for Kara and Clark's heads. That's why Mon-El wears those glasses so nobody thinks he's a Daxamite," Alex shook her head.
"When did our lives become this complicated? Or where they always like this and we just didn't notice?" Maggie chuckled.
"Well it's a good thing that I have you to help me figure it out then," the redhead smirked and leaned in to kiss the dark haired woman next to her.
"Don't start something you don't intend to finish," Maggie warned. That's when they could hear a cell phone going off, shortly followed by a second.
"To be continued," Alex smirked and climbed off the bed.