Chapter 9

"Are you sure you're ok?" Lena asked. She sat across from Kara in her office. They were enjoying some Chinese food and so far light conversation, not really addressing the elephant in the room. Kara was struggling to keep herself upright, wondering if this had been a good idea.

"I got knocked down by a bike messenger yesterday and I guess he hit me harder than I thought," Kara lied. She hated to continue to lie to Lena, especially since her mother was right. Once Lena found out – however it happened – she would view it as a betrayal of the highest order and the blonde didn't want it to be like that.

"Those guys are a menace," Lena frowned.

"That's what Miss Grant said," Kara chuckled slightly.

"Well I certainly hope you're feeling better soon. Maybe you should write a piece about pedestrians and bike messengers," her friend suggested.

"Miss Grant is more interested in that robbery at the Art Gallery," Another lie since she hadn't actually seen her boss yet that day but then again it was probably true.

"I heard about that. You'd think they'd know better with Supergirl around," Lena shook her head. Kara silently thanked Maggie for not letting the whole story get out. That was the last thing she needed.

"They were probably hoping that she was busy," Kara chuckled.

"Probably. So can we cut the chitchat? You and I both know we've been avoiding what we really need to talk about," a little part of Luthor was showing.

"Not sure what else there is to say. You're sorry, I'm sorry, and until there is a way to get Mike back then there isn't much else to do," the blonde smiled.

"Well I've been thinking about that and I had my lab work up something that I think could help. Do you think Supergirl can get in touch with Mon-El? You called him Mike," Lena pointed out.

"Habit. He didn't want me to get extra attention before his mother showed up. You think you have something?" Kara perked up.

"I understand. The anti-alien sentiment has been stirred up again thanks to his mother and I thought I was the only one with a crazy mother," the raven haired woman chuckled before handing a file over to her friend.

"Yeah she was a different kind of special," the blonde admitted as she opened the file.

"That's putting it nicely. I'm not sure how it will work but we've developed a super concentrated lead poisoning cure. The lab is currently testing it on mice but given we don't have any access to Daxamite DNA or an actual person to test it on so it's hard to say how it will translate," Lena frowned.

"Well Daxam was a sister planet to Krypton so perhaps Supergirl will have some insight," It was still weird referring to herself in the third person.

"She might. Do you think she'll be able to stop by?" Her friend asked. Kara smiled and heaved a sigh. Lena looked at her confused and was about to open her mouth when Kara moved her hands up to her face and slid off her glasses pretending to be cleaning them. The raven haired girl across the desk looked at her and her eyes went wide.

"I know I have a lot of explaining to do but please not here. Can you get away for a little while?" The blonde whispered.

"I…" Lena paused, there were a range of emotions bubbling under the surface and Kara couldn't place which one was plastered on her friend's face.

"Please. I know it's a lot to process. I can't keep it from you anymore. You deserve better," maybe it was the look on Kara's face or maybe it was the fact that she suddenly seemed so small but Lena nodded. Kara gave a slight smile as her friend called her car service to be downstairs in two minutes. They walked to the elevator in silence and spent the ride to Kara's apartment in silence. When they were finally inside her apartment, Lena lost it.

"How could you?!" She was seething.

"I wanted to protect you. You're a high profile person and in the beginning I didn't know how close you were to your mother…" Kara started. Lena huffed, knowing that last part was something that she understood and it hurt that the blonde was right. Her mother would have done something that she'd never forgive her for.

"We've become such good friends and I didn't want you to find out another way. I couldn't hide it anymore, especially after last night," Kara told her before sitting down at the dining table. She was getting really tired and it did not escape Lena's notice.

"What happened last night?" Her friend asked, still boiling but curious and concerned all the same. The blonde unbuttoned her shirt a little and stretched the collar over to her shoulder. She wasn't wearing her usual outfit underneath, Winn was still fixing it and so the scar that remained from her wound was slowly going away, thanks to the healing effects of the yellow sun.

"That robbery wasn't just your standard robbery was it?" Lena softened a little as Kara put her shirt back. She sat down next to her at the table.

"There was a sniper and he was using Kryptonite bullets. He used my shoulder as target practice. Luckily, I have help and was able to get away but the next time I come across him, I may not be so lucky," she admitted.

"Kryptonite bullets? So you're assuming it has something to do with my mother?" Lena's tone was accusatory on that last question.

"I can't say that I've ruled her out but as far as I know only the Daxamites had access to Kryptonite. Your mother hates my guts and now you probably feel the same way but I don't think either one of you would work with the Daxamites. Not after what they had planned for not only National City but all of Earth," Kara said.

"I'm mad but I don't hate your guts," the raven haired woman said.

"Your mother thought you would and to be honest, I thought you would too," Kara admitted.

"My mother knows?" Lena found that upsetting.

"She found out and rather than tell you herself she said she wanted to see your face when the truth came out," the blonde frowned.

"Sounds like Mother. Why do you trust me? I am a Luthor after all," her friend said.

"Because you're my friend," it was the simplest answer and what anger Lena had seemed to evaporate, even temporarily. There wasn't anything more to it. Kara wanted nothing from her, just her. That was something she wasn't used to.

"So how do we get Mon-El back?" The raven haired woman asked.

"Well he's already back but not exactly safe," Kara explained.

"Then we better get a move on," Lena smiled.

To Be Continued…