Alex found a quiet corridor within the DEO where she and Kara could talk in private. Not all her agents know she and Supergirl are related and she'd learnt a long time ago it was safer for her and her agents if Kara's secret was kept only to a trusted few. So once she was sure they wouldn't be overheard she took Kara aside. She could tell Kara needed her sister right now.

"So, are you ready to tell me what happened at dinner?" Alex asked, her hands on her hips waiting patiently for Kara to start explaining.

Kara hesitated a moment before crossing her arms, leaning against the wall shaking her head. "He's already seeing someone" she told her.

Alex's eyes widened in shock. "How do you know?"

"I saw the ring on his finger."

"He's married!" she cried.

"No" she replied shaking her head. "It wasn't a wedding ring, it was an engagement ring. I don't know how I missed it but it was there and I realised this was all a big mistake."

Alex fought back the fury Kara was sharing and asked "what he say?"

"Nothing. He didn't want to talk about it!" she scoffed. "Can you believe that?"

That gave Alex pause. In her experience when someone was caught cheating on a spouse or partner their immediate response is denial. "What do you mean he didn't want to talk about it?"

"I mean he didn't… it doesn't matter" she said, pacing the room agitated. "The point is he's engaged and here I was about to become his…I could've been the mistress. How messed up is that?"

"Kara, if he's two timing his girlfriend that's not your fault" Alex told her, her head spinning with information. "And you're right, it is messed up."

"You were right. I was rushing into things. I barely know him and we only just met and…"

"Okay, first of all" Alex interrupted her sternly, "I didn't say that. You said that. And second, it was only a drink. It's not things got serious between you two." She then narrowed her eyes and asked "was it getting serious?"

Kara made a face indicating repulsing, but her body language seemed to scream the opposite. Alex had learnt to read her sister over the years and her behaviour over the last few hours was becoming a mix of contradictions.

She stepped closer to look Kara in the eye, asking her again "what happened on that date? Was it getting serious?"

She tensed up, averting her gaze staring at the ceiling as she turned in a circle. "It…I don't know" she admitted. "It was weird and awkward, but…I guess it wasn't that terrible…I guess we were having a good time before…" she let out a frustrated breath before storming up and down the empty corridor again. "But he's engaged! So what does it matter?"

"Apparently quite a lot" Alex observed, keeping a small distance from the agitated superhero. She watched her carefully, speaking softly as she explained "I've seen you act out before Kara, but not like this. Not even when you had your breakup with James or Mon'El. If I didn't know any better, I think you really like this josh guy."

"Jake. His name is Jake" she corrected. She saw Alex's brow lift and she sighed. Yeah, now she remembers his name. "Okay, maybe I did like him. But still he's…"

"Is he? Did he actually say he was engaged?" Alex asked her.

Kara paused, reluctantly shrugging her shoulders replying "no, but it's obvious."

"Because he wears an engagement ring?" Kara nodded. Alex countered "how do you know it's his? Remember how mom used to wear hers after losing dad? That one was from her grandmother. She said it helped her remember her. Are you sure Jake's engaged?"

Kara looked at her sister, and then down at the floor grumbling. She couldn't actually be sure. He tried to tell her it wasn't what she thought. But then why would he be so cagy about it? "You think I overreacted?" she asked aloud, sensing the judgement from her sister.

"I think you might've jumped to a conclusion too quickly" Alex replied cautiously, keeping a safe distance. She'd been formulating a theory for the last few minutes, which started when she saw how freaked out Kara was getting about going on the date to begin with. "If the date was going well, why would you immediately expect the worst?" she asked. Once Kara neglected to answer she suggested "is it possible you jumped to that conclusion because you were looking for something to go wrong?"

"Why would I want that?" Kara asked shaking her head.

"To sabotage the date" she considered.

Kara stopped pacing and stared at her. "Why would I want to sabotage my own date?" Alex shrugged, asking Kara to think about it. Kara scoffed, shaking her head at the audacity. But then the more Alex hypothesised, the more Kara started to doubt.

"Maybe out of fear. The last time you were in a relationship it ended badly, and got complicated. Your last break-up was hard. Maybe you were so worried about this date going well that you were worried about being hurt again. It'd make sense."

Kara shook her head in denial. "You think because of what happened with Mon'El and James I'm afraid of being in a relationship. This date with Jake wasn't…it wasn't that sort of date!"

"I don't know what kind of date this was" she agreed. "But I do know you seem to like this guy enough to be second guessing everything about yourself. And now you've become so distracted that you've gotten reckless. First with Hank, then with this new guy in the red suit. Maybe you should just take a minute and ask yourself why you're so angry right now" she suggested.

Kara didn't want to stop and think. She couldn't let go of this anger. Because she knew the moment she did she'd realise Alex was right. She was overreacting, being reckless, latching onto the small excuse to not face the fact that she and Jake were having a great time and she really likes him. If she admitted that then she'd have to admit she was scared about falling into the same pattern she did with James Olsen and Mon'el and anyone else she'd ever dated before. It always ended in disappointment or tragedy and she didn't have the courage to go through that pain again.

Alex stepped forward and wrapped her hands on her sister's arms, giving her a look of comfort that finally broke Supergirl's will and let her fury disappear as the young woman took a shaky breath and relaxed. The older sibling didn't say anything, she simply squeezed her sister's hands and gave her the support she needed. "I really do like him" Kara admitted.

Alex nodded. She could tell. "How did you leave your date?"

"Not great. I overheard the police chatter about the power plant and sort of left abruptly." She paused before adding guiltily "I told him to stay away from me. I think I ruined it."

Alex sighed, flashing a soft smile. "Oh well, it was just a first date. Nothing every goes right on a first date."

Meanwhile in another part of the city, Nia was rocking uneasily on the wooden stool inside Jon's private investigator office, the bookshelves lining the walls as the windows let in the glow of street lights. Jon sat in front of his desk in a large armchair, thoughtfully pondering what the young woman had told him. "And you have no idea what this vision of yours might be predicting?" he asked her.

"I think I have a good idea what it's predicting" she said. "I'm just not sure what it's telling me."

She'd told Job everything that had been bothering her, sharing the details of the dream that had been haunting her for the last two nights. After Jon cornered her and coaxed her into confessing about seeing the figure who attacked Supergirl, he brought her here where she could feel comfortable about opening up. He found people felt safe in his office, somewhere they can tell him everything on their mind. It's also somewhere he believed he could be the most help.

So he gave her a seat and listened as she relayed it all; when her dream occurred, what she saw, how she hid it from everyone and how she had been worried ever since the man in the red devil mask attacked her at Axis. Her anxiousness got worse when Kara was attacked and could've been hurt. Now she was worried her visions were coming true. The problem was she wasn't completely sure if she was interpreting it correctly.

Jon sat forward on his chair, interlacing his fingers going over it again. "Let's go through it again. Take your time" he advised.

Nia hugged her arms as she stood up and circled the table in the centre of the room. "I fell asleep at my desk at Cacto" she recounted once more, taking a slow breath every so often to calm her nerves. "I found myself at the same desk in the same clothes but everything was different. The building was empty and the city was on fire. There was smoke everywhere. I tried to get out and help but then there was an explosion and I fell out the window and into the street. In the dream I survived, but this time I'm in my costume and there were bodies everywhere. They were all dead. I saw people I knew, friends and co-workers. And then I saw Kara. She was standing right there in front of me, it was so real. She was standing amongst the dead, her hands…they were covered in blood. Her face, her suit… she was crying, apologising over and over. And that's when I saw this thing, this shape behind her, like a shadow but solid. It had horns and glowing red eyes. It stared straight at me. It was laughing."

Nia shuddered as she turned her head away, as if she was looking at the vision once again unable to stomach it. "And then I woke up. Kara woke me up so we could attend the interview at Axis" she said, hugging herself tightly.

Jon nodded, his gaze fixed on a spot on the floor mind lost in thought. "And you didn't tell anyone else about this vision? Not Kara, not even Brainy?"

She shook her head. "No, I didn't want to worry them. I needed to time to figure out if it was a vision or just a nightmare. But then that person, the one in the red suit, when he attacked me out of the blue I thought… I realised it wasn't nothing. It was one of my dreams, a vision."

"So why didn't you tell us?" he asked gently. "When Alex asked who attacked you, you said you didn't see him. Why did you lie?"

"I don't know" she sighed, guilt eating at her as she stood in place staring at the floor. "I just…I wanted to… I don't know, I hoped… I hoped I was wrong."

Jon didn't need to read her mind to come to the same conclusion she had, given the description she'd given. There was one terrifying account to consider. But still he asked the question. He needed her to say it. "What do you think the vision means?"

She shook her head, reluctance in her tears. "I don't know. That the city is in danger. That people are going to die. That Kara…that Supergirl in in the centre of it. Maybe she couldn't save us" she thought. "She's apologising because she failed. Maybe this red devil did something and she tried to stop it. The vision could be a warning."

"Or" Jon pressed, rising out of his seat to approach her.

She step back from him, shaking her head. "Please, no" she whispered as Jon took her by the shoulders and steadied her, his expression full of support and sadness. She didn't want to say it.

So he did it for her. "Or maybe Supergirl was responsible" he whispered. Hearing the words out loud made Nia want to scream, the girl closing her eyes to hold it back. Just thinking it made her feel like a traitor. "That's why you didn't want to tell us" Jon said softly. "Because you're worried you might be right."

"It's not true" she said frantically, as if trying to convince them both it's a mistake. "Kara would never do anything like that. She wouldn't hurt anyone, let alone the whole city." She broke away from Jon to hide her face, wiping the tears holding back the sobs. She felt disgusted at herself, almost as much as she did before her transition. How could she think such a thing about her closest friend, the one who supported her through her most difficult time after her family shunned her, after her sister turned her back on her? She didn't want to believe Kara would be responsible for what her vision claims, the very idea making her feel queasy. "It can't be true" she repeated.

"You're right" Jon said, this time full of conviction. Nia turned back and his expression showed the determination she wanted to feel. "I know Kara all too well and you're right. She would never harm anyone in this city, or any other. I don't believe for one second she's responsible for what you saw."

"But you thought it too" she observed.

"Yes" he nodded. "Because as an investigator we have to consider all possibilities. But until we know for sure, I'd rather trust my instincts and they say there's more to this than we know." He looked eyes with Nia, telling her "we will figure this out."

After 48 hours of holding onto this fear and anxiety to deal with herself, Nia felt relieved to not be alone. She couldn't do this by herself and kicked herself for taking so long to tell someone. She should've trusted her friends to have her back. But it didn't change the fact they weren't sure what was coming. "So what do we do?" she asked after wiping her eyes, determination back in her voice.

Jon walked around the table until he was opposite her, the way he used to back at the DEO when formulating a battle plan. "First we need more information" he said, planting both his hands on the table pondering the situation. "Since we're dealing with a vision we can't rely on usual research methods. Interpreting dreams has always been an abstract art, there are too many possibilities to speculate."

"My dreams have been getting clearer" Nia noted. Ever since she took on the moniker of Dreamer she'd been training to use her powers. She'd been getting stronger and the more she harnessed them the simpler her abilities became. Her dreams used to be abstract metaphors and labyrinths of symbolism, but now she can foresee exact events during or before they occur. She was slowly removing the guesswork. "I know for the fact whatever's coming Supergirl is at the centre of it."

"So maybe it isn't about what Supergirl does but she's the target" Jon hypothesised. "The burning city could indicate collateral damage. What about this red devil? Did you get a sense about his involvement?"

She thought about it but shook her head. "It was like a presence over the city. Maybe he's targeting Supergirl? Or maybe he's where it begins?"

"A harbinger of what's to come?"

"I mean I had the dream hours before he first showed up" she said.

Jon nodded. What bothered him though was it was all still guesswork. They had no evidence to say what was true or wishful thinking. They needed more. "If I used my telepathy, could you share the dream with me?" he asked her.

Martians were powerful telepaths, but invading one's mind was considered the greatest of violent acts to Jon. But Nia nodded enthusiastically when he asked for her permission to enter her mind and see the vision for himself.

He instructed her to take a seat at the stool again, this time sitting opposite her at the table. She followed his instructions, placing her hands on the table and closing her eyes clearing her mind. "For this to work, you must open yourself to my thoughts" he told her. He closed his eyes and reached out with his consciousness. "Try not to focus on anything. We'll find your memory of the vision together."

Nia felt Jon entering her mind, her thoughts shifting as they became connected. The connection made her woozy, almost like she was floating. "Feeling sleepy" she commented.

"That's normal" he told her. "Sometimes letting go is like becoming weightless, the mind disconnecting from the body."

"I remember" she whispered, recalling the last time she helped Jon through his own vision quest when he was trying to unlock the memories of his brother. "But this…I feel really sleepy…"

Her mind drifted and suddenly she opened her eyes and found Jon standing in front of her, the table between them gone along with the office. They were standing in a black void in what looked like space. "Jon?" she said, her voice echoing in the void.

"I'm here" he said, his voice echoing with her as he took her arm. She grasped it, determining he was real. She asked where they were. "Our minds are connected" he told her. "This is where you brought us."

She looked around the void as lights began to dance around her like stars. She turned in a circle, looking down at her feet. They weren't standing on anything and she was afraid to move in case she fell into the blackness. She looked up at him. "What is this place?" she asked again.

Before Jon could offer a suggestion, out of the blackness came the pungent scent of smoke which pulled their attention to a misty haze of a city burning. The two of them stared at this city as the red sky came into view illuminating the buildings rising up above them. The sounds of screams echoed around the void beside the crackling flames as the heat came to warm their faces. Jon stood beside Nia who stared at the vision in disbelief. "We are inside your mind" Jon reminded her. "You've brought us to the memory we were seeking."

"But this is wrong" Nia replied, her eyes narrowing at the architecture stretching out before them under the red sky. "This isn't what I saw. This isn't National City" she said in confusion.

Jon took another look at the buildings. She was right, they weren't in National City. But he recalled the structures from archives and glimpses into Kara Zor'El's memories. This was Krypton. So why were they here? And how could Nia, who'd never seen the planet before, have an image of it inside her head.

Their gazes were snapped away when they sensed the presence of something behind them, their heads turning to stare back into the void opposite where a bright green light shone into their eyes. They shielded their gaze as one light turned to twenty, then to forty as an army of mechanical men drifted towards them and the burning city behind them. In front of the army floated a large man in a black cape, half his body reflecting the green light off its mechanical components as Jon's reflection stared at the two of them. Nia and Jon inhaled as Hank Henshaw lead his army of Metallo drones towards the burning city, his eyes glowing with hate at the people standing in his way. The green light intensified blinding both Nia and Jon as the army surged forward.

There was a car horn outside that woke the pair of them, breaking the telepathic connection as Jon blinked in surprise and Nia gasped from shock. They were both groggy as they nursed their temples, their eyes blinking against the overheard light. Nia was disorientated, her mouth releasing a yawn while Jon stepped out of his chair to gather his bearings. After a minute they were both more alert as much more confused. "What was that?" Nia asked.

Jon was puzzled. He was sure they were inside Nia's head and said as much. "I thought we were looking for the vision you saw" he said. "But that wasn't the vision?"

She shook her head, noticing how jetlagged she suddenly felt. She recognised it as a symptom of narcolepsy. She must've fallen asleep during the mind link. "I think I was dreaming" she said, her eyes snapping up to Jon. "I must've had another vision."

Jon furrowed his brow, looking out the window making sure they were in the correct city. "If that was a new vision, then it might answer some of the questions we've been asking" he said thoughtfully. "Hank Henshaw wants him army and is preparing an attack. Except the city we saw was Krypton."

"Krypton?" Nia echoed, now even more confused. "But why would Hank want to destroy Krypton?"

"More to the point, how could Hank destroy a planet that's already been destroyed" Jon wondered.