Lena could easily admit that watching Kara Danvers do anything was one of her favorite pastimes. However, now that Kara was pacing back in front of her, after carrying the illegal guns, Veronica, and her bodyguards to the nearest police station, Lena decided that maybe watching Kara get ready to lecture her was down the scales a bit. Her friend's back was ramrod straight and Lena worried that, with her stomping, she might crack the concrete. She hadn't said a word to her since Lena had taken down her hood, so Lena simply leaned on her bow, grease paint still on her face, and let Kara process this anyway that she needed to.

Finally seeming to reach a conclusion, Kara turned and eyed her up and down. Lena tried not to wiggle nervously under her gaze, but there was something about Kara in her Supergirl persona that made it seemed like she was of a higher authority to Lena. Not only that, but Lena had to also fight down a blush at being so obviously once-over'd in her new leathers. "Oliver put you up to this, didn't he?"

And just with that one sentence, she saw in her mind's eye Oliver's life span shortening by the moment. An angry Supergirl was not something you wanted coming after you. Lena cleared her throat and spoke as evenly as she could. "He simply gave me the tools. It was my decision."

Kara ran a hand through her hair, the infamous crinkle becoming increasingly apparent as she scowled at the absent Oliver. "I'm gonna punch him in the face. Lena, this is dangerous!"

"I realize that, Kara. But, I'm trained and I'm good. Look at tonight. No one died; I'm not hurt. It literally could not have gone better. I can understand you're worried, but I want to do this."

Kara groaned, "You sound just like James! How can I make you understand that this life isn't something to want! It's a responsibility!"

Lena felt her hackles rising a bit. "It is something some people, or aliens, feel they have to do." Kara looked properly corrected and bit her lip, her features betraying her, as Lena could read her like a children's book, showing that she remembered herself saying that exact phrase a time or two before.

She took steps forward and looked Lena over again, searching her for any injuries. "You could get hurt. Humans are so breakable. I worry about Alex and James and Winn every day, and now I'm going to worry about you."

Lena chuckled wryly, "No more danger than I'm always in, with me getting thrown off of my balcony every few weeks."

Kara's face told her that her joke wasn't as funny as she thought. She instead brought her hands up to grab Kara's shoulders. "Kara, I want this. I feel like I'm making more of a difference, and with three of us, all of us are going to be able to rely on the others so that we can have lives outside of this."

She could see she was wearing Kara down, but Kara tried once again, her back still ramrod straight, even under Lena's touch. "You should have told me what you and Oliver were planning."

Lena chuckled, "This is my first time in the suit and out in the field. I waited for you so I could tell you." She smirked, "Less of a chance of you talking me out of it if I've already done it." Kara gives her a glare, though there is barely force behind it at all. Lena pulled the Kryptonian into an embrace, letting Kara duck down into her neck, while her fingers ran through her blond locks. "I'm safe, and I feel content, but I want you to be okay with this too, Kara. You mean so much to me."

Kara melted into the embrace, and breathed deeply for a moment saying nothing. Lena knew that meant she was gathering her thoughts on the matter. No matter how much Lena loved being the Green Arrow, she knew that in her heart, Kara would always be first and that it would truly break her if Kara weren't on board.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity to Lena, a good one at that, Kara lifted her face up and looked in her eyes. Lena was always mesmerized by how blue Kara's eyes were when she was in the suit, and how lovely her hair looked as it framed her face. It was totally unfair because Lena could tell without looking that she had hood-hair, and how Kara managed to fight, fly, and get beat up without even messing up her perfect hair was the true reason Lena could believe she was not of this world.

"I'm not okay with this, Lena." Lena bit her lip, not liking where this conversation was now heading. Kara looked over her face one last time before sighing. "I can't… I don't…" Kara reached up and grabbed a fistful of her own hair and pulled. "Why do you have to be so damn infuriating and UGH!"

And before Lena could react Kara had reached out, grabbed her by the cheeks and pulled her in for the most searing kiss she'd ever been on the receiving end of. Lena couldn't help the primal moan that made it's way up her throat, as he bow clattered to the ground and her hand wrapped around, seeking purchase in Kara's cape, as she returned the kiss as much as she could. Finally after what felt like three, sweet, blissful years, Kara pulled back and rested her forehead against Lena's.

They were both breathing heavy, and Lena's brain had yet to start up again, so she wasn't entirely sure where to look or where to put her hands or her legs that had, thankfully, kept her upright the entire kiss.

Kara looked up at her with a shy smile and bit her lip. "That was okay right?"

Lena, wide-eyed, simply nodded.

The Kryptonian blew out a breath of relief and backed up a little. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time and, I guess, I just…" Her brow creased again, "Words are hard."

Lena couldn't help the chuckle that came and smiled at her… her Kara. "I like you, Kara. No matter what, I really do. We could go out?" Lena finished lamely, not suddenly feeling self-conscious.

Kara nodded happily. "Yes, please."

"We can even stop crime together sometime!" Lena didn't know where that idea had come from just that she liked the sound of it. She watched Kara deflate a bit and almost took back her words, almost wanting to promise anything to put that post-kiss smile back on her face.

"I… I'm still not totally okay with this. You could get hurt or…" Kara shook her head to be cleared of her negative thoughts before storming back over to Lena. She bit her lip and poked her in the chest. Now, while from a normal human that would have been annoying, Kara's actually pushed her back a little by the force of the poke. "Fine. But, you will get a bracelet like James has for Superman for me, and you will call me for back up. You don't get to be stubborn and get yourself hurt. Clear?"

Lena reached up, smoothing Kara's crinkle out and smiling. "Yes, dear." And while she said it with a teasing lilt to her voice, she knew that Kara could tell she was honest. And after the crinkle had been wiped away, Lena simply pulled her down into a softer kiss, putting everything she felt into it. Her gratitude, her affection, her passion… her love.