"Ooof!" As a weight hit her chest, Lena's eyes flew open. One arm slapped down colliding with something soft, the other pinned under the rest of whatever had struck her. Panicked, remembering the hand of the goddess reaching out for her, Lena scrambled backward dragging the heaviness along with her. She felt something grip her shoulder as something else put pressure on her legs. Just when the fear was becoming overwhelming, confusion replaced it.

"Mommy!" The voice was young. "Mommy, wake up, it's breakfast time."

The face of a boy in the six to seven range came into view as he climbed up next to Lena, placing his hands on her shoulders. His face became so close to hers as go out of focus. Shaggy brown hair hung over equally brown eyes. Leaning even closer, he smiled and planted a somewhat sloppy kiss on her lips and pushed back. His smile was one of pure adoration as he beamed down at her.

Still half-asleep, half-stuck in her dream, she shook her head. "Oh, dear God. What's going on?"

"It's your anniversary!" The child responded, his enthusiasm still unbridled. "It's time for pancakes! Come on. Come on. Get up!" Sliding off of Lena the bed revealed he was actually fairly slender and quite tall, wearing Superman Pajamas that gapped slightly around the midsection when he stretched. The boy took Lena's hand, pulling and tugging and received nods in return as she sat up, yawning and stretching, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she looked around the room.

The bedroom was large. The furniture here was a light oak, the walls a silvery gray. Light streamed through the wall to ceiling sliders that opened to a balcony. Giving into the child's urgings, she slid her fingers across the soft duvet cover, pushing it out of the way. Lena climbed out of bed stretching one more time with several cracks of her back.

Hand to the side of her head, she said, "Oh, I'm in National City. This is my home, house, in National City." She blinked several times, looking down at the boy and giving him a gentle smile.

"Are you okay, Mommy? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Oh, I did my love. It was a doozy, too."

Wrapping his arms around her middle, he rested his head against her body and said, "It's all right, Mommy. I've got you."

The gesture was sweet and comforting, and Lena reached down stroking the boy's hair. "Thank you, Aiden. You are the sweetest little boy ever. Well, not so little. At the rate you're growing, you'll be taller than me soon, won't you?"

He grinned up at her. "Do you feel better?"

"I do. Your hugs always make me feel better."

Instantly he jumped back, grinning madly. "Good. Pancake time."

"Are these special anniversary pancakes?" Lena grinned, allowing herself to be led by the hand barely pausing when she caught sight of her reflection. She dragged her hand through her hair and pulled down her black nightie that hung to about knee-length. As the boy tugged again, she said, "Easy there. Mommy's barely awake. Maybe you should carry me."

"I think you're too big," he replied, looking at her skeptically.

"Not for much longer. You're growing up so fast." She stopped, pulling her robe off the back of the door and putting it on. "Okay, lead me to these pancakes."

"Mommy, wait," Aiden said. "You forgot your Neuron."

"My…? Oh, right." Lena laughed to herself. "This morning I feel like I'd forget all my neurons if my head weren't attached."

Wandering back to the bedside table, Lena found what looked like a watch with a plain silver face and a red band. She put it on, the watch screen coming to life with the face of a woman and speaking.

"Good morning, Lena. Happy Anniversary. Today is a vacation day. It is 9:34 AM. Would you like to know the temperature, your vitals, stock information, email update, and other data?"

"No, thank you, not at this time," Lena replied with a smile.

"Very well. Please let me know if I can be of further assistance. Goodbye." The watch screen went blank again, the woman's face disappearing.

Taking Aiden's hand again, mother and child walked together down the hallway descending the stairs into the living room. Lena was still having a hard time fully shaking herself from her dream. The living room was spacious with sliders to the front of the house on one side and an entrance to the kitchen on the other. Near the sliders, there was a cabinet built into a wall with a set-in TV that took much of that wall. The carpeting was oatmeal in color and a thickness that begged you to run around barefoot. There was a dark brown sectional couch, seating for four in one area and three on the other. Large end tables sat at both sides, most of the lighting seeming all to be set into the ceiling. There were two armchairs in the room, their material matching the throw pillows on the couch, and one was almost adult-sized and the other even smaller. Right next to each of these was a small bookshelf filled with children's books of varying ages. The only lamps in the room sat next to each of these chairs.

"Someone's been reading," Lena said, pointing to the smaller of the chairs where the lit lamp sat next to the chair.

"My reading spot," Aiden agreed.

"You do love to read," Lena said wistfully.

"Mommy, are you all right?"

She nodded. "Still a bit sleepy, baby. It's good to be home, though."

"You need your coffee."

Lena laughed. "Oh, I wish. Let's go get Mommy some nice tea." Lena turned and headed through an archway across from the sliders in the living room. She had only hit the tile floor when she stopped.

The tile in here was nearly as light as the living room carpeting, just a shade darker than the cabinets. There was a massive center island with a butcher block top one length and tiling along the other. Along the tiled side were high-backed stools, seating for four. Steel, high-end appliances finished the look, though most of the refrigerator was covered with colorful pieces of paper, children's artwork affixed with magnets. Lena smiled at the overwhelming sense of home this one fixture in her life projected.

There was something else that stopped the CEO in her tracks. It wasn't an inanimate object, but the back of the person who was cooking that paused her right at the edge of the kitchen. Wearing pajama pants and a pink t-shirt, the woman's blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail. As the woman shifted from side to side, Lena watched this person's stance, her broad shoulders, toned muscles, moreover the general domesticity of the scene. An overwhelming sense of closeness, of family, washed over Lena, and she smiled at the rightness of this all, feeling instantly content. A bit lost in the emotional stew, Lena was more than happy to place the squirming child on the ground.

He ran up to the stove, grabbing the person cooking from behind and wrapping his arms around her. "Pancakes! I woke Mommy up! Now we can have breakfast!"

"Easy fella. You're going to hurt…someone." The woman cooking laughed and flipped two more pancakes before turning. "I'm sorry. I couldn't keep the beast at bay anymore. Apparently, he's starving. How'd you sleep, beautiful?"

"It was…odd." Meeting Kara's smile, Lena returned one of her own.

Tugging at Kara's hand, Aiden waited until she looked down at him and said, "Mommy had a nightmare."

"She did?"

He nodded.

"Awww." Effortlessly, Kara lifted the boy into her arms, carrying him over to Lena. "You have a bad dream? Are you okay, sweetie?"

"Honestly, I'm feeling a little bit disoriented still," Lena replied.

"Sounds like a doozy. You want to talk about it?" Kara leaned in toward Lena, but the CEO pulled back suddenly. "Hey, you okay?"

Lena shook her head, pointing at her own face. "Someone dragged me out of bed, and I didn't even brush. With your…" Lena glanced briefly at Aiden before meeting Kara's gaze again. "…acute sense of smell, if you get within two feet of my mouth, you'll smell it."

"Ah, well thank you for protecting me. I can hold this one back for a few minutes if you want to go brush."

"You're my favorite," Lena said with a broad smile.

"Haven't I always been?"

"I'm going to head upstairs. I'll just be a moment." Passing by the fridge, the CEO stopped when something caught her eye. She touched one of the photographs there, pulling it off and holding it out. "Kara, do you remember this?"

"Hmmm?" Kara turned, a piece of bacon in one hand and Aiden held close in the other arm as she examined a group of them all bundled up in clothes, though Kara wore far less than the rest, and surrounded by snow and several snowmen. "Oh, sure. That was my parents' house last Christmas, right? By Rao, I love the holidays there. The food is sooooo good."

"Is that how you judge family time, by the food?"

"Well, by the people too. I mean, if there weren't so many people there," Slowly, a mischievous smile grew on Kara's face, "there would be more food for me to eat."

"Ugh. Why are you my favorite again?"

"Because I'm cooking for you?"

"Are you burning the food?"

"Aaah!" Kara spun, flipping pancakes again.

"Hero of National City indeed," Lena mumbled as she made her way out of the room and up the stairs.

Lena used the restroom, doing her normal morning routine and feeling much more like herself by the time she came downstairs. She stopped in the living room, examining the wall of photos. All were well framed, though some were professionally done portraits and others casually snapped by family members. She smiled seeing her wedding photo, the entire Danvers clan on one side, mother and father of the bride, her wife and her wife's sister who was the maid of honor. On Lena's side there was Winn, who had quickly become one of her best friends and had walked her down the aisle, and Jess who was her maid of honor.

There were photos of the children, from ultrasound, birth, pictures of them with friends and family, and at their school. She smiled at one of Kara standing with a child on either arm, Kara flexing and holding her hands on the children's waist to keep them in place. There were six more identical photos in the same pose each a year apart. At first, it had been explainable, but now it was just getting ridiculous. They'd made a joke out of it to anyone who wasn't in the know, saying it was trick photography. Lena thought it was unwise to keep doing the photos, but it was a family tradition now, and she was outvoted.

There was another photo of Alex and the children all with goggles, all smiling ear-to-ear and peering at something smoking and bubbling in a beaker. When Lena had asked what the contents of the beaker were, she'd been told, 'Not dangerous.' and 'We followed all the safety protocols.' It didn't fill her with confidence. Of course, Lena knew Alex would never let anything happen to the children. She just couldn't help but be a nervous mother.

"Feel better?" Kara asked, coming up behind Lena and wrapping the woman in an embrace from behind.

"More human."

"What's that feel like?" Kara joked.

"Kara," Lena rolled her eyes. "We don't even try anymore, do we?"

Squeezing Lena a bit, Kara said, "I talked to Alex a bit. She agreed we should just tell Aiden. I mean, he knows, right?"

"Kara…" Lena sighed.

"Hey, you know what I think he could use?"

"Don't say a dog."

"Well, I was going to say a little brother or sister, but since you brought up a dog, I think that's a great idea too. What kind of dog are you thinking about?"

Turning, Lena crossed her arms and took a step back. "He's not getting a dog."

"Oh, come on, Lena. Every kid needs a dog. Dogs are great. They have the biggest sweetest eyes, the softest floppiest ears, and they're bellies, oh, their bellies are the best bellies in the world. You just want to rub them, and kiss them, and snuggle them forever."

"Kara, there will be no dog in this house ever, period, end of story." Lena waited, but when Kara didn't respond she asked, "Are we done?"

"For right now, yes. This afternoon, I'll begin my well thought out argument again with emoticons. Tonight, I'll send you pictures."

Lena sighed, patting Kara's arm. "Of course you will."

Smiling and hugging the other woman again, Kara asked, "You feeling okay? Aiden mentioned a nightmare, and you said it was pretty bad."

Lena sighed. "It was about the mech."

"You had a nightmare about your mech? I thought that thing only gave me nightmares."

"Specifically about the day we found it."

"Oh, that was an awful day. I was completely useless, and then Alex sent me away and…I thought we lost you, Lena."

"Nearly. In the dream though, something was in the mech with me."

"Like another person?"

"No like…" Lena shook her head. "I'm not even certain. It was just a dream and this odd feeling that I could have done things differently. It was fairly awful being stuck in there again and having Lex's recording talking to me."

"Was that the worst part?"

Lena smirked. "Well, it could have been my mother.

Kara laughed. "Okay, that's true. So, what are you doing in here? Is it time to move the pictures around again?"

With a grin, Lena pointed at the wedding photo. "Oh, I'm just looking at the last picture of you as a free woman."

Kara groaned. "Sure, pre-wedding photo. That joke is getting really old you know. I'm still free. I'm quite happy, so drop it."

"Sure, I'll drop it, and all accompanying stories, when you drop the whole dog thing."

Kara winced. "So, it's war is it?"

Lena turned, taking a step back out of Kara's grip. "A Luthor and a Super at war? Perhaps a bit passé, but who doesn't adore a classic. It's a tale as old as time after all."

"A tale as old as time?" Kara tilted her head to the side. "Are you Beauty or The Beast in this scenario?"

"Good Lord. Is everything a musical with you?" Lena crossed her arms again. "You're the one who wants to bring a beast into my house."

"It's just your house?"

"It's a premarital asset." Lena shrugged.

"Whoa."

Turning her head to the left, Lena looked around for a moment. "Where's my daughter?"

"Your daughter? Oh, is she a premarital asset too?"

Lena lifted one brow and took two strides toward Kara. "You're hiding something." Poking Kara between the eyes, Lena said, "Crinkle."

"Oh…darn it," Kara said, covering the spot between her eyes. Sniffing the air, she suddenly dashed into the kitchen saying, "Pancakes!"

Lena laughed, following after Kara. "How many of those have your burned?"

"Not many, really. I'm getting really good at smelling the smell right before food burns. It helps. However, if I did burn food and you had a dog—"

"No."

"A dog!?" Aiden ran in from the other room.

"No!" Lena repeated with more force. "No dog. Dogs are not allowed in this house. They shed, eat furniture, scratch up flooring and doors, roll around in excrement—"

"Well, now you're being ridiculous," Kara said, turning after she flipped her pancakes.

"Is excrement poop?" Aiden asked.

"Yes," Lena replied, nodding emphatically.

"Dogs do that?" Aiden asked.

"No…well, not most dogs," Kara hesitated. "If you train a dog right, keep your yard clean, and keep him on a leash outside, it won't be a problem. Dogs need lots of love. Hey, are you planning on wearing Superman Pajamas all day?"

"Superman is the best!"

Kara laughed. "He's okay. We live in National City though. What about Supergirl?"

He shrugged. "She's okay."

"Just…Just okay?" Kara stammered out.

"Yeah, I mean, Superman was practically born here, and he's older and stuff. He's way better."

"I…but…pfft. No! He is not! He…" Kara adjusted her glasses. "Let's get you changed for the day." She practically tossed Aiden in the air as she marched out of the kitchen with him.

Lena smirked as she watched them go, but the smile fell off her face, and she choked on air as he winked at her right before they disappeared around the corner. Hurrying after them, Lena called out. "Um…Where's Lori?"

"With Alex," Kara replied.

Leaning out of the kitchen archway, Lena asked, "What are they doing?"

Heading up the stairs, Kara said, "It's your anniversary. Don't ask so many questions. Hint. Hint."

Lena watched her too knowing son disappear and let it drop. She tended to the food until a child, dressed for the day, came running down the stairs and past the kitchen.

"Aiden, no running in the living room!" Lena called out. A second later, another figure ran past the same opening. "Kara, no running in the living room!"

When things got quiet in the other room, too quiet, Lena walked into the living room to see what was going on. She knew her family well enough to know that noise wasn't the problem; silence was. In the living room, Kara stood on the back of the couch walking along it, with her arm raised above her head. Lying on top of Kara's hand with his arms outstretched, Aiden balanced. Though Kara's feet touched the back of the couch, it was clear her weight wasn't actually on it. She was only keeping up appearances.

"Are you kidding me!?" Lena snapped.

Spinning and dropping Aiden into her arms, Kara stared at Lena. "Uh…" Effortlessly, she slid to the floor, one hand on the back of the couch as if she needed it for balance. "…sorry."

Lena didn't utter a word; she just pointed toward the playroom.

Kara nodded, putting Aiden on the floor. "Come on, buddy. Let's go." She patted him on the head and sent him scampering into the other room, turning to speak to Lena before she left the room. "You know I wouldn't have dropped him."

"That's not the point, Kara. There are rules in this home. We can't ignore the rules just because they suit us. You can't ignore the rules just because you think you're special. You aren't always here. Rules keep the children safe."

"I know. I just…" Kara nodded, mumbling as she walked away. "I hate to disappoint you."

Sighing, Lena said, "Kara?" As the blonde turned with her classic kicked puppy dog look, Lena added, "I'm not disappointed in you. You're a wonderful person. You keep everyone safe all the time, literally everyone. I know you would never do anything that would let the children be hurt. Just for my sake, please, better habits around them? Keep them on the floor and eat the occasional vegetable in their presence." Lena smiled gently.

With a growing smile in return, Kara said, "Okay, just not kale. I draw the line at kale."

"Kale is good. You know one day—"

"Never!" Kara said as she ran out of the room into the playroom.

Chuckling, Lena headed back into the kitchen cursing under her breath as she rushed to the stove. "Now I'm burning pancakes." She finished making breakfast and was sipping a cup of herbal tea when she called out, "Kara, Aiden, come get breakfast!"

"Finally!" Aiden's feet pounded as he raced toward the kitchen. He turned the corner and hit the tile floor. His sock covered feet skidded out from under him on the tile, and he pitched frighteningly to one side. Suddenly Kara was there, catching him with ease and setting him upright again.

"That was a close one. Guess your mommy knows what she says when she says not to run in here. Good thing I'm fast." Kara winked up at Lena.

"Yeah, almost as fast as Supergirl," Aiden said as he hopped into one of the high-backed stools.

"Oh, for fu…" Lena turned her back on her son, leaning her forearm's on the counter. "I surrender."

A hand rubbing a gentle circle on Lena's back, Kara asked, "Are you upset? You've seemed really tense the last few weeks, Lena. What's going on? Is it this?"

"This?" Lena looked over at Aiden who was digging into his plate of food. She grinned, shaking her head as she turned back again. "No, this is perfect as usual. It's something else."

"Care to fill me in?"

"I'd love to. I just need to speak with your sister about it first."

"Well, that sound cryptic. Should I be concerned?"

Squeezing Kara's hand where it now rested on her shoulder, Lena turned and kissed it briefly. "Absolutely not. There's nothing wrong. It's just not the sort of thing I can talk to you about alone."

"And now I'm worried again."

"Worried enough not to eat your pancakes?" Lena asked pointing over to a platter of food on the table.

"Well, sure I—" Kara's stomach growled loudly betraying her truth. She poked herself in the abdomen. "Traitor. I really am worried, but I'm hungry too. Both of those things can be true."

Lena laughed, hugging the blonde. "With you, they absolutely can be. Just go eat. Everything is fine. I wouldn't lie to you."

Kara grumbled and looked at Lena out of the side of her eye as she slid into a chair and began eating. As Lena slid into the seat next to her, Kara shoved food into her mouth but kept turning her head to look at the CEO.

"What?"

"Nothing," Kara said, sipping her coffee. "Just…you know."

"Kara, I promise you that—"

The blonde held up a hand. "Alex's SUV just rolled into the driveway."

Nodding, Lena got up and started a new cup of coffee.

"How do you know she didn't get one while she was out?" Kara asked.

"Because your sister is kind and courteous. She would have messaged to find out if we wanted anything."

"Oh, she's the good sister, huh?" Kara asked.

Lena smirked. "You said it, not me."

"You hear that Aiden?" Kara elbowed him gently. "I'm the lousy sister."

Taking a bite of his bacon, Aiden said, "I think you're acceptable. You make good bacon."

While Kara sat with her mouth open, Lena cracked up laughing.

Staring down at Aiden, Kara asked, "Are you a premarital asset?"

"A what?" The little boy asked. "I don't know what that is. Mommy, am I a premarital asset?"

"Stop," Lena said, still laughing. "Please, stop."

Aiden looked from one laughing grown up to the other. "You two are weird." Then he put more pancakes in his mouth.

"Uh-oh. I thought disapproving was Lori's thing. Aiden, you're supposed to adore us still. What's going on, buddy?"

"I think he's growing up fast," Lena supplied.

"No," Kara said grabbing the boy and holding him close. "I'll just have to squeeze you so you can't grow anymore."

"Let go."

"No. I'll just hold you and…tickle you!"

As Kara tickled his sides, Aiden squirmed and squealed. His limbs flailed about as he struggled futilely in the blonde's grip. When she puffled his neck, the sounds he made took on a whole new pitch.

Recoiling against the sound, Lena held up a hand. "All right, enough you two. It's food time, not play time. Sit down and eat. You can play after you finish, all right?"

"All right, Mommy," Aiden said panting as Kara let him go.

"All tight…Mommy," Kara echoed with a smirk, shoving pancakes into her mouth.

Pointing first at both her eyes and then at Kara with two fingers, Lena glared in warning.

"Hey," Kara got up, walking over to Lena and holding out her arms. "I'm sorry. You're not in a playful mood today, are you?"

"It's not you, Kara," Lena replied as she leaned into the other woman and allowed herself to be hugged.

"Okay. Whatever it is, I'll be ready to listen when you're ready to talk to me about it. I love you."

Wrapping her arms around the blonde, Lena smiled. "I love you too. As soon as I can, you'll be one of the first people I tell. I promise." After a few moments of just holding each other, Lena added, "I'm really glad you're here today."

Before Kara could reply, the kitchen door from the garage opened, and people walked in. Kara smiled broadly, turning so that she was only holding Lena in one arm. "Hey, beautiful."

"Hi gorgeous," Alex replied as she walked in through the garage doorway into the kitchen.

"Ugh, not you," Kara said with an eye roll as she waved her sister off and stepped away from Lena.

Hands on hips, Alex rocked back and forth while she smiled smugly. "That's not a very nice way to speak to your sister."

"It really isn't," Lucy said as she walked past the taller redhead and kissed Kara firmly on the lips. "Hi, yourself beautiful. Mmmm, you taste like maple syrup."

Kara held Lucy and smiled. "I made pancakes and bacon."

"No part of that sentence surprises me," Lucy replied.

Bringing up the rear, Lori appeared with a smallish wooden box in her hand and behind her, a white dog, in that awkward stage between puppy and dog, skittered into the room. Its toenails clicked loudly as soon as they struck the tile floor of the kitchen.

Lena's inhaled breath was a hiss. "Alexandra, what did you do!?"

"What? I don't know. What did I do?" Alex stood bolt upright turning every which way, completely clueless but suddenly alert for a sign of danger.

"You brought a dog into my house." Lena's arm was ramrod straight as she pointed.

"Your house?" Alex asked.

Whispering in Lucy's ear, Kara whispered, "Premarital asset."

"Ah." Lucy nodded. She whispered back, "Trouble in paradise?"

Kara shook her head. "Nah, just a sore spot I think."

"Cool." Lucy picked up a piece of bacon from Kara's plate which immediately vanished from her hand. "Really, Kara? I can't have one piece?"

"There's more warming in the oven."

Arms crossed, Lena who had been staring at Alex finally said, "Alex, we've discussed this."

"We did, and I didn't get a dog. Plus, this is Krypto. Krypto is different."

"Oh, how so?" Lena asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Krypto is…" Alex looked from Lori to Aiden, then back to Lena. "…different."

Lena smirked, the smallest of laughs escaping. "Well, with that well-reasoned argument, how can I possibly refute your logic?"

"Oh come on, sweetie," Alex said. "Krypto is different because he's…he's…"

"He's Aunt Kara's dog," Aiden said while he chewed on his pancakes. "That makes him special, right?"

All of the grownups looked at each other awkwardly, and then finally Alex and Lena looked over at Lori.

Shrugging, Lori said, "Well, I didn't tell him. It's not like anyone told me either. It's just…oh, come on people. We're kids. We're not stupid." Gesturing her parents closer, she whispered, "I'm pretty sure he knows about Santa Claus too."

"No, he doesn't," Alex said shaking her head quickly. She looked over at Aiden who kept eating while watching them with mild curiosity. Turning back to her wife, she said, "Lee?"

Narrowing her eyes at her daughter, Lena said, "Lori, those who believe continue to receive. Any questions?"

"Ah." Holding out the box in her hand, Lori said, "Happy Anniversary."

Looking at a very familiar wooden box, Lena opened it to see a disk, copper in color, less than an inch thick, and maybe three inches around. It was made of two pieces: a solid center with the letters A-Z raised around the surface with a blank area between the A and the Z, an exterior ring with an arrow on it pointed toward the blank spot. The exterior ring fit snugly against the inner-piece and looked as if it might spin in place.

Eyebrow raised, Lena looked at her daughter and said, "Not that I want for anything in life, and we certainly don't need anything else, but didn't you give me this for my thirty-fifth birthday? What am I missing here?"

The eleven-year-old grinned at her mother. "It has an upgrade. Aiden and I were talking about what to get you and Mama. As you've said, we don't really want for anything. Well, one something I guess. Anyway, we talked about it and thought this would be the perfect gift."

Eyes narrowed, Lena looked at her wife. "Alex?"

Alex shrugged. "Honestly, I'm clueless sweetie. She said she needed to go to the lab and have access to the systems. Beyond that, I don't really know what she did."

One eyebrow quipped up with a touch of accusation, Lena asked, "Did you leave her alone in the lab?"

"Lee." Alex smiled charmingly. "She knows lab protocol as well as any lab tech there. It's perfectly safe. Don't you trust me?"

"After all of thirteen years of marriage, you can honestly ask me that?" Lena replied.

"That's a no," Aiden said as he shoved more pancakes into his mouth.

"Wow," Lori whispered not quite quietly enough not to be heard. "Mommy, put it down and set it to I."

"I?" Lena asked, her eyes shifting to Alex again. "The last one is H, my birth mother and the children."

Alex shrugged. "Still clueless."

"Everyone gather around," Lori said as she took a seat at the counter. "Mommy, wait until everyone is in place."

"Is this why you're here?" Kara asked Lucy, her arm wrapped around the smaller woman.

Lucy nodded as they moved up to the counter together. "The future CEO of L-Corp didn't give me an option. She knocked on my door and told me I was required at the Luthor-Danvers household today for some critical results. She told me my participation was not up for discussion."

"Wait." Kara shook her head. "An eleven-year-old ordered the director of the DEO to come to her house for her parent's anniversary?"

Lucy shrugged. "You know, I didn't even question it. I just went with it. Knowing her parents, I figured I'd end up here anyway. Showing up just seemed like the path of least resistance so…" Lucy looked up to see Lori staring at her.

"Are we done chatting so my parents can look at their anniversary gift?" Lori asked.

Leaning into Kara, Lucy whispered, "That kid scares me."

"Me too," Kara whispered back. "And she's my niece, and I'm invulnerable."

Lori cleared her throat. "Mommy, Mama, Aiden and I wanted to do something special for your anniversary. So, two days ago, Aiden distracted Mama at the lab, and I broke into her system and—"

"He what!? You what!?" Alex scrubbed at her face with her hands. "Oh, my God. What is wrong with you kids? Do you know how many federal laws you broke? Do you know what you…? My boss is right here!" Alex pointed over at Lucy.

"Mama. Mama, it's fine," Aiden sat patting his mother's arm reassuringly.

"It is not fine, Aiden. It's illegal. It's…" Alex sighed loudly. "Just tell us what you did. Tell us you stayed out of restricted area. Please, God, please tell us you didn't get into anything classified."

"Mama." Lori smiled, her resemblance to Lena eerie in this moment. "We didn't touch anything that was classified by the government. We stayed out of all DEO agent and agency files. We just accessed one of Mommy's records."

Lena's face switched from alarm to confusion. "My records? Why in the world would you need my records? What were you little imps up to?"

Lori looked over at Aiden, and they both smiled. Looking back at her Mommy she nodded and said, "Turn the dial to I and you'll see."

"I'm not fond of surprises you know," Lena muttered.

"Exactly!" Aiden said, popping up in his chair.

"Shhhh!" Lori waved her hand at him. "Let her do it. Don't ruin it."

"I kept the secret. I'm a good secret keeper." Looking over at his Aunt Kara, he winked rather obviously.

As Kara moaned, Lucy squeezed her side and asked, "Something we should talk about?"

Kara nodded. "After whatever this is, I think so, yes."

"Turn it to I, Mommy. Okay?" Lori urged again.

"Fine. I trust you," Lena replied, kissing Lori on the temple.

Taking the disk out of the box, Lena placed it on the table. She grasped the outer ring and twisted it through several letters, making it click each time until it landed on I. There was a noticeable hum in the air from the energy. A second or two later, a glow settled over the disk. It shifted and changed from just a shifting energy into an image, the smiling face of a child perhaps three years old. She had black hair that hung to about her shoulders, chubby cheeks, a dimple, and light eyes. She moved very little, just a smile forming and making that dimple grow before the scene repeated.

The family studied the scene for several moments before Alex said, "I don't remember Lori having a dimple when she was younger. Does she have a dimple?"

"Oh, man, it—"

"They'll work it out," Lori said, cutting off her brother who was pouting a bit. "Let them work it out."

"Lori did not have a dimple," Lena said turning he image a bit. "She also does not have blue eyes. Who is this? Why does…?" The CEO gasped, spinning toward her daughter and grabbing the eleven-year-old by the shoulders. "Did you break into my medical records?"

Lori smiled. "I knew you'd figure it out."

"Oh, my God," Lena said. "Oh, my God. Oh, my God!" Letting go of Lori, she threw herself into Alex's arms. "Oh, My God!"

"Lee?" Alex held her wife close and whispered. "Honey, did she—?"

"Yes, the cells from the amniocentesis, she took them and she…" Lena ducked her head, wiping at her tears. "A girl."

"Amniocentesis?" Kara stood up straight, her eyes wide as she looked from one member of the Luthor-Danvers family to another. "Did Lena say amniocentesis?"

"Wait a minute," Lucy said. "Lena, are you pregnant?"

Turning her head but with her wife still held tight against her chest, Alex smiled ignoring the tears that streamed freely down her cheeks. "We're pregnant. I guess we're having a little girl."

"I'm gonna be an aunt…again!" Kara said throwing her arms above her head.

"Argh!" Aiden moaned loudly. "Not another girl. I'm surrounded by women. Mama, can you get pregnant and give me a little brother? Mommy only makes girls."

Alex chuckled. "That's not how it works, buddy. Even if I were to have another baby, there's no guarantee it would be a boy. It's like your kindergarten teacher told you about lollipops. You get what you get, and you don't get upset."

"Well, you could adopt," Lori said causing silence to fall over the room. As everyone stared at her, she nodded. "I've heard you talking about it, and you have the Luthor-Danvers Children's Foundation. You help children find other families. Why not us?"

"Yeah, why not us?" Aiden echoed before either of his parents could say anything.

"Lee?" Alex looked at her wife.

"Kids, there's a lot to consider," Lena began.

"You were adopted," Aiden said.

"I…was," Lena agreed, not going down that rabbit hole.

"Aunt Kara was fostered, and Grandma Eliza and Grandpa Jeremiah are the same as parents to her right, Aunt Kara?" Lori asked.

When everyone looked at her, Kara smiled, "Well, they are. They're amazing. I lucked out."

"See, Mommy," Lori said. "See how happy Aunt Kara is. We could do this."

Alex held up her hands. "Okay, guys. Let's table this discussion for later. No one is saying no. Your mommy and I have talked about this more than once, but maybe the four of us should sit down and all talk about it when we're feeling a bit less emotional about baby stuff. How does that sound?"

"Thank you," Lena said.

Suddenly Alex's watch started to play, "Little Me" and the redhead smiled saying, "Hey, Maggie's calling. Should we tell her the good news?"

"Put her on the screen," Lena said.

Alex clicked on her watch, and from the ceiling, a flat-screen TV dropped down and then Maggie's face appeared. Tan and smiling, she was leaning back on her couch wearing a pair of Pajama pants and a dark-gray tank top. Her head tilted to the side as she clearly saw the family on the other side, and deep dimples appeared. "Hey, looks like the gangs all here. Happy Anniversary, Mrs. and Mrs. Luthor-Danvers."

Still hugging, Lena and Alex both said, "Thank you."

"Hey, kids, Kara, Lucy, you guys having a party?" Maggie asked.

"Uh, sort of," Kara replied, turning back to others.

Taking the disk from table and holding it up to the screen for examination, Lori smiled brightly and said, "Look."

Maggie leaned forward, squinting. "Okay, it's one of your holograms you little genius. Is that you when you were younger? It's kind of hard to see from here."

"It's not me."

"Someone fill me in," Maggie said.

"Why don't you detect it," Alex replied.

Sitting back on the couch again, Maggie studied the family, her eyes going to the hologram again before returning to the couple as she smiled and asked, "Who's pregnant?"

"Oh, she's good," Lena said.

"Hey, you don't just trip into captain," Maggie replied. "Congratulation, by the way. Is it Lena?"

"Oh, she's very good, and yes, thank you, Maggie. I'm not very far along, so we're not telling people yet."

A hand held up; Maggie said, "You got it. Mums the word. My lips are sealed."

"Well, you can tell Kate. She can tell Kate, right?" Kara asked.

"She can tell Kate," Alex agreed. "How is she doing?"

"Sleeping. She had a late night as usual," Maggie replied. "You know how Gotham is. Crime doesn't sleep, and it seems like she rarely does either."

"Well, if you two ever want a little vacation, our offer still stands. Come down here and spend a few days. We have plenty of room."

"You seem to forget I lived in National City for years. There's nothing about that place that's a vacation. If Kate and I headed down there, it would be the same thing with different scenery…well, more aliens. I've had my fill of aliens." Shrugging, she smiled at Kara. "I mean I've had my fill of almost being killed because of aliens. I have nothing against any of them personally, obviously."

Arms crossed, Kara said, "Actually, with the DEO, Lena's mech, and Supergirl all working together, it's safer here than it is in Gotham. You're missing out on a prime vacation spot, Maggie."

"Oh really." Maggie laughed. "Property value is on the rise, huh?"

"You think the Luthor-Danvers family would have it any other way?" Alex asked.

"Hey, maybe we should buy before values go up any further," Lucy said.

"You want to buy a place?" Kara asked, looking down at Lucy.

"You want to rent forever?" Lucy replied. "I'm not going anywhere. Are you going anywhere?"

When the doorbell rang, Lena said, "I'll get it."

At the front door was a woman in a blue and purple uniform. Her hat was purple and had a gold band on it. She had black hair that hung to around shoulder length and smiled brightly. An envelope in her hand she said, "I have a letter for a Mrs. Lena Luthor-Danvers?"

"That would be me," Lena replied.

"Ah." The woman held out the envelope, handing it over to Lena and stepping away, but when Lena went to close the door, she met with the woman's hand. "Mrs. Luthor-Danvers, Lena, Happy Anniversary. I hope it's everything you could ever want it to be. I hope you're truly happy."

"I…" Instead of just replying, Lena thought about that for a moment and nodded. "I am."

"Good," the woman said. "You deserve to be." Tipping her hat slightly, the delivery woman turned and walked away.

Lena watched her for a woman then shook her head before closing the door and heading back into the house.

"What was it?" Alex asked.

"Delivery," Lena said lifting the envelope briefly before tearing into it. The interior was a card in beautiful swirls of purple and blue and with a gold 'R.K.' embossed on the front. Lena opened it, reading the interior out loud.

Lena Luthor-Danvers,

You lived a life out of balance, but when the opportunity for personal gain was made available to you, you chose the good of others over your own. Karma has paid you back and restored your life to balance. May you and your wife have all the happiness you deserve with your three children today, and the others you choose to add to your family in the future.

Eyebrows high, Lena looked at her wife. "Alex, who did you tell we were pregnant?"

"No one," Alex assured her wife. "I didn't even tell the kids. They must have overheard us."

"Lori, Aiden?" Lena looked at the children.

"Mommy, I didn't tell anyone," Lori assured her mother as she pointed at her brother.

"Nu-huh!" Aiden said. "It wasn't me. Why am I always in trouble?"

"Because you can't keep a secret," Lori replied.

"Yes, I…" Pointing at Kara, Aiden said nothing else.

"We need to talk about this," Lucy said to the blonde.

"Lee, which of the security guards brought that up to the house?" Alex asked as she tapped at her watch. "We need to find out everything we can about the delivery. If it wasn't one of the kids, then we have a leak."

"It…Oh, my God!" Dropping the card on the counter, Lena said, "It wasn't security. It was some random delivery person."

"But, that's not possible. How could someone…?" Pulling out her sidearm, Alex rushed past her wife. "Lena, stay with the kids. Kara, Lucy, with me!" She hit a button on her watch as she rushed out the front door. "Security, I want the estate on lockdown! We have an intruder on the grounds. Secure the perimeter, but no one comes near the main house. Repeat, secure the perimeter, but no one comes near the main house."

Inside, Lena wrapped her arms around her children while Maggie helplessly stared on through the screen. They all stayed there for several minutes. Eventually, the three women came in front outside.

"Well?" Lena asked.

"There's no one out there," Alex said.

"You couldn't find them?" Lena ran a hand gently over Aiden's hair.

"Lena, I looked everywhere on the grounds," Kara explained. "There's nowhere someone could have hidden from me. You know that. There's no one out there."

Lena rolled her eyes. "I didn't ring the doorbell and give the card to myself. I mean…" She picked up the card, running her thumbed over the embossed letters on the front again.

"Honey, maybe you shouldn't touch it. We have no idea what it means," Alex cautioned.

"We should bring it down to the DEO and analyze it," Lucy said, holding out her hand.

Reading through the note again, a smile grew on Lena's face. "No," she said once, her smile broadening. "No, it's not a threat of any kind. This is from a…friend."

Alex placed a hand on her wife's shoulder. "Lee, honey, you're kind of freaking me out. Do you feel okay?"

"I'm more than okay. I'm happier than I ever thought I could be," Lena said kissing Alex firmly. "Something shifted in my life that day in the mech. I don't know if it was luck or fate, but something shifted, and I finally got the life I deserved. I got you, and then I got them." Lena gestured at her children, her hand settling on her abdomen.

The envelope already in her hand, Lucy snatched the card away. "That's sweet and adorable, but I'm still going to have my people check this out."

"Lucy, you don't have—"

"Hey!" Lucy stared until Lena tightened her lips. The small woman nodded. "Being paranoid is in my job description. You be happy with your family and go invent something or buy something or both. You do your job, and I'll do mine."

Kara laughed, pulling Lucy in close. "Isn't she awesome? I'm a lucky woman."

Pulling Lena in close, Alex agreed, "We both are. I don't know how we did it, but we both hit the jackpot."

"Maybe it's karma," Lori suggested.

"Maybe it is," Lena said with a knowing smile. "Maybe it is."