A/N: Here's with a really rare pairing, Bobbi/Kara, which I discovered thanks to the great marysuepoots on tumblr. Her headcanon is both brilliant and painful and she actually wrote more brilliant and painful stuff for them! This is my humble attempt.

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When Bobbi's quinjet set down in DC, she immediately checked in at S.H.I.E.L.D, letting Hill hand her the report she had to fill out, and getting patched up by one of the doctors on hand. Once she was bandaged and cleared, she headed back to her apartment. The sun had long set by the time she got home, and she was feeling battle weary, knowing it was long past time to be home. Still, the thought of home made her so, so happy.

She tried to be silent as she closed the door behind her, dropped her bag on the couch and her blank report on the coffee table. If Kara was asleep, she didn't want to wake her. She'd just crash on the couch, that was their normal routine when they got home late from a mission. Of course, Bobbi hadn't seen Kara in about two weeks, and she thought she was going to go insane if she had to go much longer without her – though they'd both done it before for longer missions – but she could last another few hours. Bobbi grabbed the blanket off of the back of the couch and started to unfold it.

"Bobbi?"

Bobbi turned around and saw Kara leaning on the doorway in her usual pajamas, just an oversized shirt. Bobbi smiled to herself. Kara's voice had been so thick with sleep, but her eyes were wide, and shimmering. She was beautiful.

"I didn't mean to wake you, sorry," she said. Kara looked down to the couch and shook her head, coming forward to grab Bobbi's hand.

"Come to bed. There's no point staying out here anymore, and I missed you," Kara said, offering an irresistible smile. Not that Bobbi would want to resist her anyway.

She let Kara 'lead' her into the bedroom. She just slipped into an old tee shirt and crawled under the covers, curling next to Kara. She found her hand again, and smiled. Two weeks of wishing Kara were next to her couldn't prepare for what it was like to actually have her there again.

"I missed you too," she said quietly.

Kara rolled over to face her, eyes boring into Bobbi's. "We're agents, this is what we signed up for."

Bobbi laughed affectionately. "I didn't sign up for you, Kara."

Kara rolled her eyes, catching her lips in a quick kiss. "You can back out at any time, Barbara."

Bobbi crinkled her nose. "I don't believe in quitting," she said. She broke into a bright smile, resting her chin on Kara's head. "I wouldn't want to, anyway."

She was a sucker for that pretty face. She was a goner for everything about Kara really. She tried to let her know, but it was something she was still working on. Her spy training hadn't really prepared her for heart to hearts and open communication. She was better with Kara than she was with most people, though. Kara liked to point out to her that while she may not be an open book, she was always kind. It was a compliment that Bobbi was more than willing to take.

"When's your next mission?" Kara asked.

"Let me fill out the report for this one first, then I'll let you know. You?"

"No word yet. Maybe we'll get some down time. Worst case scenario, think we can fix it so that we get teamed up?"

Bobbi smiled. "I almost got shot the last time we worked together."

"Keep your eyes on the mark next time, not me," Kara murmured.

Bobbi didn't even have a retort for that. Kara made a much nicer mark. No, that sounded bad.

"Or," Kara started talking again and Bobbi focused on her, "We can go run off to a safe house for a while, just the two of us, shut out the world for a bit," she said, smiling wide and prettily.

Bobbi ran a hand through Kara's hair. "That sounds nice," she agreed. But she had a duty. She was a little too married to her work at S.H.I.E.L.D, but it was just a fact of her life at this point. "Not sure we'll be able to get away, but it's a nice thought."

Kara nodded, unsurprised, and moved closer to Bobbi. She knew Bobbi was almost always going to have the next mission, but at least she also was aware are how hard Bobbi fought for a little time with her. Bobbi squeezed her hand, to let her know that she was here now. Happy, and so thankful, to be with her. Kara reached up to brush over one of Bobbi's injuries. She pressed a kiss to each one she could see before finding Bobbi's lips again.

"What happened?"

"Oh, the usual," Bobbi whispered. They were getting closer and closer to sleep. "I'm fine. I can take a few hits, you know."

She couldn't really talk about her missions, ever, unless they were on the same one. And even then sometimes Fury would give her side missions or other objectives that she couldn't tell Kara about. It used to bother Kara ever so slightly, but now she just stopped asking. It was the best way to deal with it. At least Kara understood the secrets, she was a S.H.I.E.L.D agent too, after all. Didn't mean it was always easy.

Kara nodded and rolled over, but she kept their legs tangled together and moved Bobbi's arm so it was draped over her. Bobbi smiled. This was the place she'd been longing to be for two weeks.

Bobbi might not be able to run off with her, but she'd always come back to Kara. She wasn't going to give her up.