"Amara…"

"Are you sure?"

He smiled over at her. "Am I sure? Are you sure?"

Alex just enjoyed watching J'onn with their daughter. It was still a little odd to her that their child kept changing her coloring. There was so much joy on J'onn's face, though, and there was also the fact that Alex loved to listen to him hum and sing to settle their daughter down. "I think it's perfect."

"Amara Danvers," J'onn said aloud.

"Danvers?"

He shrugged and then looked over at her. "I'm not technically really a legal citizen as J'onn J'onzz… And all the Danvers women are strong...and our little one...she is already so strong. It's right."

"Do Martians have middle names?" she questioned, not pushing the surname.

"No, but humans do…"

"Not all-"

"But you do," J'onn pointed out.

Alex knew what he meant by it all. They were trying to figure this out. They hadn't done it months before and their daughter was nearly a week old now. Having a first name wa sa major improvement from 'little one' or 'baby'. J'onn had also decided on the surname. A middle name wasn't such a big deal, it could wait...until the right time and until they found the perfect name for their daughter.

"What do you think your mother and Kara will think?"

"Well, Amara does sound like Kara…" Alex pointed out. That wasn't why they'd picked it, but it was a nice coincidence. She was quiet for a moment, still watching J'onn and Amara. It was such a happy thing. "I think they'll just be happy to have a name."

"It's perfect," J'onn said, smiling so brightly. It was a contagious thing, how he smiled and how happy he seemed. It was like Kara, it was a contagious and beautiful bright happiness. "She's perfect," he said as he stared down at Amara in his arms. Then his eyes were on her. "You're perfect…"

The moment was perfect.

"We can't stay here forever."

"Maybe not, but right now...it's home."

Alex looked over at him. Their daughter was sleeping and it was one of their few moments where they were able to just be together. Sure, so far they hadn't been discovered and things had been nice on the island...but Alex knew that that couldn't last. "We can't live like this…"

"For right now, until you are stronger...until Amara's okay to be moved, then we should stay here," J'onn told her gently. There was a space of silence before he spoke again. "We should talk about Jeremiah…"

"No," she said quickly and turned away. "That thing...the cyborg...it's not my father… Cadmus killed my father all those years ago," she whispered. Alex hated thinking that something that had manipulated her father's appearance was out there...and it was looking for her and Amara. She squeezed her hands and fidgeted, wanting to somehow to express the anxiety and turmoil she was feeling inside. "I just… I can't stop worrying or-" His arms were almost immediately around her. A breath later, she relaxed into him before her arms held him...and her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt.

"You have always worried about everyone else before yourself, Alex," J'onn whispered before pressing a kiss into her hair. "It's what makes you such a fierce mother." She lifted her head and their eyes met and he smiled. "But right now...we're safe… Right now, let's just enjoy Amara…"

This was truly the first time in so many months that they'd been able to be together plus her family was there. They all had such wonderful opportunity to enjoy the baby. Alex knew that she couldn't let go of her worries, but at least she could distract herself with her beautiful daughter. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to push her worries back (because she knew that it was impossible to completely banish them). "Will you stay here? On the island?"

"With you and Amara?" J'onn asked softly. "Yes. For as long as we can be safe here."

"It's such a beautiful name!" Eliza exclaimed as she beamed down at the bundle of joy in her arms. "Amara…" her mother repeated.

Alex watched her mother as she walked the room, there was so much love in her mother's eyes. As she watched her, all she could wonder was if this was how her mother was with her when she was that age. They had had such a rocky relationship over the last twelve or so years, that sometimes Alex forgot all the good happy memories of her childhood involving her mother. She'd always been a daddy's girl, but her mother...well, she had always been her mother.

"I can't believe I'm a grandmother," her mother went on as she walked with the baby. "Though, I'm not like an old grandmother...maybe we need a different word for it...like Nan...no, that sounds old too…"

Her smile widened as she watched her mother fret over the perfect variation of grandmother that didn't make her feel old. "Mom, you have time to figure it out...she can't say it yet."

"I just want her to know who I am."

"Don't worry, Mom," Alex tried to assure. "Amara will never not know who you are...or how much you love her." For a moment, the future felt extremely hopeful and bright. It lasted only a brief moment, though, and then Alex realized that maybe her mother had a good reason to worry. If they couldn't be safe in one place, then they'd have to keep on the go, that meant never putting down roots and possibly not seeing her mother or even Kara… That idea slammed into Alex and for a moment, she couldn't breathe. Tears streamed from her eyes as she tried to regain control over her emotions. Reaching up, she immediately wiped away the tears, not wanting her mother to see her crying. More so, Alex didn't want to have to explain it. Covering her mouth and looking out the window for a moment, she tried to focus on something else.

Right now J'onn was showering and Alex was thinking that maybe she should take one after he was out. She was still recovering from having Amara and she was supposed to be taking it easy, but a shower was maybe all she needed to make her feel a little more alive. Being cramped in the little house all day long was hard, especially when you were so used to being far more active. J'onn and the others had assured her that they were safe there. That they could leave the house and be okay, but it was hard for Alex to bring herself to do so...especially with Amara (even if it was just out the door a few feet). Worries flew through her head, mainly because of Amara's changing features.

"Alex, you know, we should really sit by the window a little in the living room," her mother said. "Just to make sure Amara's getting enough sunlight."

There was no arguing, instead she just nodded.

"Honey? You okay?"

She couldn't tell her mother the truth. Alex just stared at her mother for a long moment, trying to push out the right words. Words that were truth, but weren't the entire truth. "I'm just really tired…"

"You haven't eaten much since you've been here," her mother pointed out. "And you need to take in enough water…" Her words were more matter of factly rather than accusingly. Alex appreciated that, especially because she didn't want to fight (she didn't have the energy or the want to fight in front of Amara).

"I'll eat something and grab a bottle of water once I take a shower," Alex offered up. She just was loving watching her mother with Amara in that moment. Kara was even more adorable, just because of the faces her sister made and how she always wanted to tell the newborn about the stars. It was good though, Amara was of two worlds...and she was glad that their family had people that could tell Amara about other places...the stars...and the world beyond that she'd likely never see.

"You could go and take a walk later, too," her mother offered. "You know I'd happily keep an eye on her while you took a few minutes…"

And Alex just couldn't bring herself to going too far. Even though she knew that her mother was only meaning for her to get out for some air, she feared what could happen...and she hated the idea of being so far away. "Maybe," she said, even though the answer was really 'no' and her mother likely knew that.

"You know, when I had you...I thought I had it all figured out. I had read so many books," Eliza told her. "Actually, I think your father read twice as many. I think men feel like they're less prepared to be parents because society more ingrains family and taking care of each other into girls. No matter, I was terrified I was going to do something wrong…" She went on. "And I'm sure I did all kinds of things wrong...but you know...your father and I came to an agreement one night...we were so exhausted and we didn't want help, but we finally accepted it." Eliza shrugged. "I know Amara's brand new and it's different because I think I went nearly six months on three hours of sleep...but we're all here together, Alex… We want to be here for you and the baby… We want...well, we need you to be strong. So, just please...really think about letting people help more."

Her mother was right, she knew that. It wasn't just needing to be strong so she wasn't the weak link if something were to happen...she just needed to be able to be herself (for herself and for Amara). "I will," she whispered with a nod. "I promise." The island was apparently not that large, so that meant that even a long walk really wouldn't take her far from the little cottage. Maybe it was just because when they'd been in Midvale, she'd had Adler and Benanti too. Here on the island, Kara was only there part time… So, if she and J'onn left...her mother might only be left with Hamilton (and that was only if she was actually there with them).

"That's all I ask…"

The shower was amazing. Alex knew it had to be quick because they had a limited amount of hot water and J'onn had been in just before her, but she was more than okay with that. It was more just so that she felt more like a real person and it was working. She just hoped that she looked more alive once she was dressed, since J'onn had given her a look and then had started to go on about how tired she looked before she'd stopped him.

As she turned the water off, she froze for a moment, Amara's cries being suddenly crystal clear. She told herself not to panic, but she found herself doing so anyways. Alex grabbed the towel, wrapped it around herself, and hurried out of the tub/shower. The only problem was that it was a high tub and that Alex's other foot didn't quite make it all the way out, her toes caught the edge, and Alex went flying forward. She caught herself on the back of the door and let out a cry. Nearly immediately, she heard J'onn calling her name as Amara still cried.

It took her only a moment to collect herself from the heap she'd fallen into and get to her feet, by them, he had the door open and was staring at her, the baby in his arms. "Are you okay?" he asked in concern.

She sighed. Amara was likely just hungry, she realized. "I just…"

His face softened and he sighed before she could say anymore. "You know that she is safe here. We all are…"

He knew exactly what she was thinking. Sometimes it was a blessing while other times it was a curse. "I just heard her...and I panicked...it's not because I don't think you can't care for her," Alex told him. Obviously she knew that J'onn and her mother could care for Amara since they'd done so for nearly a week after she'd passed out while giving birth and not woken up for nearly a week. Their daughter absolutely adored him and he did so well with her, but Alex was still going to worry...no matter what.

An arm wrapped around her and he hugged her close before pressing a kiss into her wet hair. "Are you okay?" he whispered.

"I might have broken a toe," she mumbled.

"You okay to get dressed on your own?" he questioned.

Alex nodded and leaned down to kiss Amara before he moved with the baby to give her some privacy. Sometimes it was odd between her and J'onn. There was a weird awkwardness sometimes because they had a daughter together and they had feelings for each other...but for the majority of the last ten months...they'd been separated and their romantic relationship hadn't gone very far. That was fine, she didn't mind, but sometimes she wondered if things might have been different with them now… Alex honestly wasn't sure if she was ready for it to be any further than it was and it wasn't like J'onn was pressing her for anything...but sometimes, she did wonder and think about it.

Closing the bathroom door again, she sighed and looked down at her foot that was throbbing. The one toe was already turning colors. It wasn't like she could really do anything for it. It wasn't even a toe that she could tape to the one next to it. Alex knew she'd just have to wear shoes and try not to bang it anymore.

She took a moment to do what she needed in the bathroom before heading into the bedroom. She knew that J'onn would have moved away from her bedroom and was likely trying to soothe Amara before she could take her and try to feed her. Alex pulled out a set of clothes from what had been brought for her. She'd been sticking to lounge clothes, which was working well for her. Today really wasn't the day to stop with it. It wasn't like they were going to go out and tour Scotland. No, she was going to go and feed her daughter and then maybe venture right outside of the cottage with J'onn. No need to put on jeans or anything tight fitting, not that Alex felt like she could fit back into her old clothes just yet.

As she opened her bedroom door, J'onn and Amara in sight, every phone in the cottage started to ring at once. A loud boom overhead followed. The only thing that Alex could think in that moment was that they'd been found…

TBC…