Disclaimer: Supergirl belongs to DC, the series are joint effort with Warner Bros.
A Drunken Something
Resolution
"Is there anything else you need from me, Alex?" Kara asked. She was levitating just above Catco, her eyes locked on Cat, who was currently busy working on improving the newest layout for this month's edition of Catco's magazine, as well as responding to important emails Kara had starred for her to look at.
"That should be all for now. We'll let you know if we figure out who's behind this." Alex stated. "You still owe me an explanation for disappearing on me yesterday, when I took you away from Cat just to appear this morning in need for a cure."
Kara let out a hum of agreement before ending the call, her attention solely focused on Cat. She had tried not to think about this moment while she scrambled around the city trying to put out fires and saving civilians from falling debris. However, she couldn't stop thinking about a certain blonde in her glass office. As she finished her rounds and made sure everyone was safe, she hoovered by CatCo.
The sudden buzz of her phone almost gives the hero a heart attack, but as she saw the message on the screen, she couldn't help the smile that slipped onto her face.
Cat: Are you going to come in? Or would you prefer to float up there all night?
The Kryptonian chuckled, she could almost hear the older woman's playful teasing through the text itself. However, as her feet touched the cement of the balcony, she was suddenly nervous and aware of every little thing about herself. How she smelt like smoke and ashes, how wild her hair looked due to the wind. Every single miniscule tiny little detail.
Kara: I don't know, the view is pretty nice out here .
The hero teased back. The media mogul looked over at her, visibly rolling her eyes, it only increased her nerves.
Cat: I highly doubt that.
Kara : I'm looking at you, and I can do that forever.
She blushed at the text she sent, feeling like a fool and a total sap, and unable to undo it.
Cat: Well then maybe you should come and get a closer look.
Kara's eyes widened, clearly uncertain about the meaning. Cat's swagger made her forget everything and simply move. It was like she was under a spell, Cat'sspell. Without thinking, her body was already drifting forward. As her feet touched the pavement, the door to Cat's balcony opened, revealing the media mogul herself.
"Took you long enough." Cat grumbled, but the younger woman could see the small smirk that accompanied the comment. The older woman raised a glass to her lips filled with a golden liquid that Kara assumed was the bourbon Cat always kept in her office.
The Kryptonian raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "Isn't that what got us in this mess in the first place?" Kara teased. The blonde shook her head as she swallowed the drink with ease.
"If I remember correctly, it was you who put us in this mess. You knew they had strong enough alcohol to get you drunk. If something can get you drunk so easily, I'm not going to fare so well either." Cat pointed out. "Besides, I like it messy, you know that."
Kara began to get flustered and the back of her neck began burning so badly that it felt like the sun was glaring at her. The media mogul chuckled, amused at the hero's reaction. Cat made her way to the balcony with ease, her fingers brushing against Kara's stomach as she went. Though upon seeing the older blonde so close to the railing, Kara's breath caught. Cat, noticing this, placed a hand on Kara's arm.
"Relax, I've had enough free falling for one day." Kara sighed and stood beside Cat. Their arms inches from touching as they looked out at the city skyline. "I'd rather do other things."
The suggestive tone made the alien shudder and turn, and after staring, they kissed again. Like when she had been drunk, Kara quickly took control of it and proceeded to remind Cat why she was such a capable lover. With care, because even when she had been drunk, she had managed her strength, she made Cat's legs wrap around her waist. As she was pushed back, she allowed her partner space to breath and while she was busy with such non-essentials such as air, Kara went right ahead for what she drove the older woman insane. With superspeed, she had Cat's shirt off and attacking the collarbone.
When she uncovered it, she stared with wonder; "is it that you didn't have time to conceal it or —"
Cat interrupted her when she placed a hand on her chin and made their eyes meet. "I kept it as a reminder," and at those words, Kara's heart sped with fear and dread, "to never forget that I spent the night with an alien, and that it pained me to feel as though I wasn't being unfaithful to you , Kara Danvers.
"It tormented me more than I cared to admit, that I wouldn't feel conflicted about spending the night with Supergirl when I love Kara Danvers," she wrapped her hands around Kara's neck, likely feeling the buzzing of the alien's heart. The grin she wore was certainly indicator enough. "Guess deep down, I always knew you were the same."
Kara couldn't wait any further; she flew them up while she kept distracting her boss, and carefully flew them towards the penthouse. Once there, it felt like their drunken stupor all over again.
"Are you sober?" Kara just had to ask.
Although Cat was terrified of heights and she knew she had been tricked into not paying that any attention while they flew, she still managed an indignant growl. "One glass isn't enough to get me drunk.
"You, on the other hand, are more than enough," she muttered heatedly. "I still believe this is a bad idea."
"Allow me to show you otherwise."
"I rather you show me if you can do what you did last night, sober ," Cat challenged.
Kara growled, slightly forced the window open for it to slide open as though it hadn't been locked.
"You're paying for that."
"You don't pay me enough," Kara replied softly with another growl. "I already showed you what I've learned; we skipped messing around the place and arrived directly at your room."
"So you can be taught," Cat teased.
Kara didn't answer, she simply kissed Cat deeply. Using superspeed, she closed the door, locked it, undressed and undressed Cat. Now that she was sober, she could do more than what she had imagined, she could use her powers and intensify the pleasure. This time, the older woman would be left catatonic.
Kara accomplished her goal, tiring herself in the process though.
"I didn't hear mom come in," Carter remarked with a frown, trying once again his mother's door but it had been strangely locked.
"Wanna stay with me and Carrie, champ?" Daniel inquired softly, smiling to himself.
Carter arched an eyebrow very much like his mother. "No, she'll worry if she doesn't find me home." He turned back to the door and tried it again, while frowning in concentration. "Was it locked when you came? Would she get mad if I pick the lock?"
"I think so champ," the grown man replied, sighing and messing up his hair as he tried to find a neutral point to deal with his kid. "Look, Carter, we can leave her a note — I , am leaving her one, whether you come with me for the night or not.
"But if you do stay, promise me you won't stay out here, in front of your mother's door, or at the front door waiting for her," he tried asking.
The boy frowned, clearly displeased. He was internally debating the course of action. "Would you be willing to reconsider?"
"Always," Daniel answered without hesitation.
"Would you stay here until it's my bedtime?"
"I was taking that for Grant-ed," Daniel teased, running off as the boy chased after him. "I regret nothing!"
"You're apologizing for the lame pun!" Carter demanded as he tried hard to catch his father.
They went at it until Carter forgot his initial worry. He then continued with his routine, finishing his homework then playing Settlers of Catan with his father and proceeded to teach him who was boss. At last, he was in bed, being tuckered in and given a peck on the cheek.
"All set champ?" Daniel asked fondly, smiling at his boy's quirks.
"Dad, why didn't you take mom's last name, or hers yours?" Carter asked, curiosity piqued.
Instead of asking where the question came from, Daniel gave Carter the benefit of considering the question and his answer. "She didn't want to take mine, I didn't think much of it, and I didn't even consider taking hers." He watched the boy's expressions closely, and quickly realized something. "Son," he began, "when she chose to keep her last name, I knew it would be yours before being mine.
"Maybe it's because my own mother, before she passed away, did so much for me and my siblings," Daniel reminisced with a sigh. "That you don't have my last name doesn't mean I love you any less, but that what your mother went through during your birth tells me her love for you will always be more than what she feels for me."
"Then what about what she feels for Kara?" Carter questioned, worried beyond words.
"I hope it's more than what she felt for me," Daniel replied with full honesty and another sigh. "I love her, and I always will, and I think we confused that with being in love."
"She's in love with Kara," Carter said with complete certainty.
"I believe so champ," Daniel needlessly replied, messing up the boy's curls with a fond ruffling of the head. "I believe so."
"Good night dad," Carter said with a yawn.
Daniel lit up his Supergirl nightlight, setting it on its softest setting. He gave his boy one last look, fond smile in place as he was already out, before softly closing the door. He did leave the door ajar, searched for a post-it and left a note on the wall across from Cat's door.
Nice to know you took my advice, but next time let me know what you're up to, so I can run better interference with Carter. Call me tomorrow if possible, please? I think we have the same taste in women ;)
The next day, Carter approached the kitchen with a tired look and hugged his mother from behind with a groan.
"Hey buddy."
"I didn't hear you come in," he groused. "You didn't tuck me in either, or kiss me night."
"Oh..."
"I'm sorry Carter, you must be too tired to notice," Cat murmured from behind him, making him frown.
"Wha...?" He asked in a whisper, before looking up at the one who was making breakfast and jolting awake. "Kara!"
"Sorry buddy," Kara began blushing.
"Did you guys had a night out?!" He asked with a gasp. "I would have stayed over at dad's!"
Kara shielded her face with her hair, but Cat noticed and couldn't help but tease her about it. Delicately, she held the younger woman from behind, moving the hair out of the way. Carter's look of surprise turned into one of delight.
"Oh honey, if this relationship between me and Kara is supposed to work, then you should learn to live here with us," Cat told him with a wink. "That is, of course, if she would considering leaving that dump she calls home."
Kara couldn't help but blush, her heart skipping a beat at the mention them being a relationship. It took all of her willpower not to turn around and kiss Cat right this second. Though she didn't stop one of her hands from roaming the body in the most inconspicuous manner possible.
"I don't think she loves you enough," Carter levelled back, looking Kara straight to her eyes, ignoring her baffled look. "I honestly doubt her feelings are strong enough for PDA."
Kara frowned at that, was about to answer back, when she simply turned around with scowl still in place, and took Cat in a kiss and a sweet embrace. Only, the kiss quickly escalated and made Carter flee. Once the sounds stopped, did they realize he wasn't there anymore; then again, Kara's hands were attached to Cat's ass, so perhaps it was for the best.
"I take it back, but I'll keep it up if she doesn't move in!" He cried from somewhere in the living room.
"Don't," Cat growled as soon as Kara attempted to move her hands.
"The food —"
"Just, hold me a while longer," Cat pleaded, before they lost themselves in another kiss.
Cat ended up cooking after the third batch of burned food and mostly because of Carter's pouting face.
"You'll both be late for work at this pace!" He complained as he left for school alone, since his mother was nowhere near ready.
"I'm sorry buddy!" Kara said with panic. "I'll make it up to you, I swear."
"Then move in so we can all play Settlers of Catan ," he responded before giving both women a kiss to the cheek and closing the door. "Love you both!" He called from the other side.
Cat simply chuckled at the look on the alien's face. "He already considers you family," Cat supplied, "he displayed as much when he hugged you that time, after the derailed plans."
The statement made Kara grin and start to laugh like crazy. Cat only shook her head, but was surprised when she was taken by the waist and spun around in the air. When she sat the older woman down, Cat gave her questioning look.
"What was that for?" Cat demanded, but the smile on her face mellowed any harshness. Instead of answering, Kara pulled the older blonde in for another kiss, opting to explain herself through action instead of words. "Hmm, I think I might grow to like this."
"Well, it looks like we have the house all to ourselves. I'm sure my boss wouldn't mind if I was late." Kara teased. Cat raised an eyebrow, amused at the younger woman's newfound confidence. She rubbed her thumb along Kara's lower lip. "I'm sure we could take a day off, really; maybe two? James is competent enough, to run things, right?"
"Careful though, this new ... position of your, comes with plenty of responsibility, and consequences for mishandling or abusing your power," Cat whispered, just to gasp when the alien became bold enough to kiss her right behind the ear.
"Cat," Kara whispered right back, "I can handle any punishment," she went right ahead and licked the shell of the ear. "Perks of being an alien, remember?"
"I don't think I'll ever forget," Cat answered, just to move away and leave Kara with her jaw gaping. "Kiera, chop chop, call James and give me the phone when it connects."
Kara's eyes landed firmly on Cat's derrière, swallowing hard at the sway and flare it held. Her eyes immediately sought out the older blonde's, and the smirk could only spur Kara further.
Kara woke up to the light knocking on the door. Raising her head slightly, she could only smile softly at the sight that greeted her; Carter, clearly back from school, with a hand over his eyes and some of the clothes she had managed to get off of Cat on their way to the room. Fortunately, there weren't any compromising clothing out there.
Still smiling, she spoke. "It's ok Carter, your mom made sure we got presentable before taking a nap," she teased, and when the boy peeked through his fingers, she laughed, but showed him she spoke the truth.
"Sorry, I didn't want to bother," he replied in his sheepish manner, placing the clothes in the dirty laundry basket. "So, you convinced my mom to not go to work. You get an added charisma bonus for that."
"Hey honey, how was school?" Cat murmured from her spot, clearly clinging on to Kara; Carter smiled at that. "What's that smile for?"
"I just love the way you guys are in love," he replied goofily, and Kara just laughed, receiving an elbow stab for her effort.
"Homework?"
"Finished it at school," he replied with a smirk. "It's Friday mom, I want to know what the plans are."
"How about going out to dinner?" Kara proposed. "We could see how well we mix outside."
"Uhh..." Carter sounded dubious.
"Well, it depends on the restaurant," Cat replied back, watching her son intently, but at his nod, her tense posture relaxed.
"I would say my treat but," Kara remarked, "we both know I don't make enough to cater to your rather expensive tastes."
"Oh, you've done well so far," Cat said offhandedly, "appeasing my appetite."
"Huh, wish my appetite was so easy to appease," Kara muttered darkly to herself, and at Cat's glower, her eyes widened. "Oh no! Not like that! Oh, gods!"
"Mom, does Kara have a full body blush?" Carter inquired, watching with fascination.
"I love how observant you are," Cat replied with a happy smile, laughing as the alien turned different shades of red under the Grant's scrutiny. "Come along then, you've left me starving."
"Did you guys have lunch?" Carter asked with worry, just for Kara to blush further, if that were possible. "I'll take that as a no." He said with a pout. "Kara, I thought you would take care of her."
"Spending years in a celibacy of sorts doesn't make the itch disappear," Cat said with a sigh, going to the bathroom. "I'm getting a shower, Carter take Kara to the guest room."
"I'll get some clothes," Kara added without realizing the impact her words would have on the boy.
"Oh wow, Mom, you guys are moving fast," Carter whispered, and Kara finally realized her words. In the privacy of the closet Kara turned herself into a ball and cowered, afraid of the implications; she already had her own closet space, and Carter was right, she could move in at any time (thank whatever powers for her own) and they were moving really fast. "Mom?"
"Is that going to be a problem, honey?" Cat asked with worry.
"No!" As if realizing, he lowered his voice again. "No, not at all, guess I'm just happy that it's such a smooth transition.
"I just don't want her hurting you." He added with a cute frown that his mother kissed.
"Carter, I swear, I'm not doing this for any other reason than the deep feelings I hold for your mother," Kara said as she left the closet with her clothes. "How about you help me find that guest room?"
"Yeah," he replied with a smile. "Guess it was a good thing that there was still space from when dad left with his things."
When they left, their joy was short lived. Outside, the paparazzi swarmed around them and it was actually Kara who stood in front of the Grants and was so adamant at protecting them, that even the crazed photographers knew better than to mess with her. They all stopped taking pictures to watch her, cameras poised and ready, but that second of doubt was enough for Cat to pounce on them.
"If you all want to be taken seriously as photographers, you'll leave, immediately," Carter announced before Cat had a chance.
They all knew that taking his picture would end with a pile of lawsuits, courtesy of one Daniel Miller. After he made himself known, they all scatter. The last person who had taken his picture and published it, was branded a pedophile, and the company who had published said image was currently being investigated. Everyone knew better than to mess with Carter Grant.
"Is this why you didn't want to leave?" Cat asked through gritted teeth, and Carter hung his head.
"Hey buddy, we don't blame you," Kara immediately added.
"But we still need to know what happened," Cat said with a nod.
"Sorry, I should have told you before," he whispered. "Siobhan found someone to publish the news of the divorce."
Cat growled. "I'll kill her."
"Guess she didn't get any evil Supergirl footage," Kara muttered quietly to herself, remembering how she had lasered the camera that had been there while she pummeled the alien to mush during the whole red kryptonite incident.
"That would have been worse for her," the Grants echoed.
Now all they had to do was get through the horde of paparazzi; they'd be lucky if no blood was shed, though Cat would more than likely be saving that privilege for Shiobhan herself. Kara was going to have to keep a close eye on the older blonde to prevent the love of her life from killing someone, even if she, personally, thought Siobhan deserved it.
