A/N: A shout out to my anonymous reviewer. So glad you liked it. We're nearing the end and some Karamel so please stay tuned!

Chapter 18

Kara rushed through the office, hardly noticing that it was mostly empty. It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon so people would have started to head home anyway but something was obviously amiss when even the top reporters were not at their desks.

"Miss Grant, you…" Kara froze as she looked at her boss and the person standing next to her. He had his arm around her shoulders like they were old friends.

"So glad you could join us Miss Danvers," Ben Hill smirked at her. He'd been hurt in the blast – his face had wounds that looked like they were just scabbing up and his clothes were torn, the tears showing that it was possible he was still bleeding somewhere. It was evident that whatever strength he had once was starting to wane as he leaned on his hostage. Still the handgun that he had pointed at Miss Grant's side told Kara that he wasn't playing any more games.

"Who are you? What do you want?" The blonde played dumb.

"You seem to be the woman to talk to about Supergirl. I think she'll be more than happy to join us if that means saving you and Cat here," Hill told her. Inwardly, Kara heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't seem to know whom he was dealing with.

"I am, so why don't you let Miss Grant go? You don't need her as long as you have me," the blonde suggested.

"Oh I don't think so. The more hostages I have, the better. Now why don't you get in touch with that Kryptonian whore before I'm forced to do something to Cat that you'll regret," he said.

"She doesn't exactly have a phone number. I don't get in touch with her; she gets in touch with me," Kara tried to stall.

"You're trying my patience Miss Danvers," Hill pressed the business end of the gun further into Miss Grant's side.

"Don't let him win Kiera," Cat told her. Hill was beyond angry at that point and he went to pistol-whip Miss Grant when Kara shouted,

"Don't! I'll just call for her! Just let me out onto Miss Grant's balcony!" Hill stopped from hitting Cat and nodded, carefully watching her open the door. The second the door was open, she ran and jumped off the balcony.

"Kiera!" Cat called out, knowing what was coming next, while Hill couldn't believe what he had just witnessed.

"Supergirl had better be quick or your ace reporter just committed suicide," he said, turning his full attention to his hostage.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Supergirl said, standing on the balcony.

"I didn't hear a splat," Hill noted as the blonde moved into the room.

"Lucky for Miss Danvers, I was nearby. She's quite safe which is more than I can say for you," Kara clenched her fists.

"Oh I don't know about that. One more step and I shoot Cat Grant," he said. They were right back to the stalemate that they were in before.

"Afraid to face me Daxamite? Seems like the Queen was the only one with a backbone," the blonde challenged him. He swiveled the gun at her and pointed it at her chest.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," came a familiar voice from the doorway to Miss Grant's office. There stood J'onn and Mon-El. On her way down the side of the building, Kara had sent an emergency text to the two of them to let them know the situation. Off in the distance, sirens could be heard, Kara estimated they were only a few minutes out.

"The NCPD is on their way. So surrender now or find yourself on the wrong end of my fist," Mon-El challenged.

"So they managed to beat the lead in the atmosphere for the prodigal son. You're a disgrace to your people," Hill spat at him.

"My people are here on Earth and I will do whatever is necessary to protect them," Mon-El remained cool.

"Including the Kryptonian whore? They saw fit to ruin our home planet and you stand with her?" The Daxamite's anger was near its boiling point and because of that he wasn't paying enough attention to the people in the room. Kara punched him in the side of the head and he crumpled to the ground.

"Are you all right Miss Grant?" She asked.

"Better now although you do have some explaining to do," the owner of Cat Co said.

"National Security," J'onn spoke up as he handcuffed Ben Hill and pulled him up off the floor. Mon-El went for his gun and recoiled back a little bit, which Kara noticed.

"Someone call for back up?" Alex asked, standing in the doorway with Maggie and some of the DEO team.

"This guy was trying to hurt Miss Grant," J'onn smiled slightly at them.

"Well then I guess we know what to do with him. Miss Grant, I'll need to take a statement while we secure the crime scene," Maggie walked up to her. Alex bagged the weapon and J'onn carried the unconscious Daxamite to the elevators. There was a waiting DEO vehicle outside the building and they'd get him into a cell that he couldn't break out of. With the buzz of activity in the room and Cat distracted by Maggie, Kara and Mon-El snuck out of the room and headed back to the DEO.

To Be Continued…