A/N just a couple things I wanna point out with the last chapter and this one.

Firstly, Team Flash do not question Supergirl's knowledge of Zoom. They said they believed she was a meta in hiding from Central City. Therefore, she would know.

Second, although Kara has stated some of her powers to the team, they do not the full extent of powers just yet.

Enjoy!

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He's dreaming about her. Again. It's the third night in a row that he has been, but for Barry, Supergirl won't stop occupying his mind. She practically consumes it when he isn't out fighting crime himself. And when she shows? He loses his breath and she's right back in his mind again.

Tonight, she's saving him. He's falling, from the sixteenth story of a burning building. He can't regain himself to pick up enough speed and just run down the wall like he normally does, and just when he thinks he's about to hit the curb, Supergirl swoops in and catches him. Rests him easily on the ground and gives him one of those smiles she has seemingly been giving his team more of these days. And he stares.

Like he always does in reality too.

He picks up every feature. From the small scar she has beside her left brow, or the tiny, tiny freckles that pepper her nose. Sometimes, he thinks she knows he's staring at her. At which point, Supergirl is very adamant to lower her head or turn away from him slightly. And often, Barry is left wondering why someone with her beauty would ever feel embarrassed by someone admiring it. But he never questions it. After all, she doesn't wear a mask. Maybe she's trying to hide herself a little better.

In his dream, she doesn't turn her head. She simply stared at him, and conscious or not, his heart-rate increases. The moon that occupies his slumber casts a clear white light across the bridge of her nose and makes her eyes twinkle a shade brighter. His imagination maybe, he can't help but think this is what she would look like if he were ever to see the moon cast itself like that onto her face in reality.

In dreamland, he thanks her and she gives him a nod. They stare longer and soon, she is leaning forward to press a kiss against his cheek. He smiles, and just like that, she is off and flying away. Just like she does in real life.

She's often leaving him to it in the normal day to day routine, only really coming to help if she believes he needs it. And when it's time for them to discuss the topics of Zoom. She ensures that it's night and that it's on the roof of STAR labs where no-one can really see her.

Again, nothing Barry finds particularly out of the ordinary.

There was of course the reveal of her name. He was yet to discover it, besides the fact that she knew his. In his dreams, she never calls him Flash. It's always Barry. He likes that it's always Barry in that reality.

He wonders what kind of name Supergirl would have. Would she have something cool and classy, that fit her. Like Allyson. Or maybe she had a typical name like Diana. Or maybe, maybe she called Dylan. Or Sam. Maybe Anna. Not that he thought any of those names really suited her. But he was still trying to see what fit. He certainly hoped it was something that at least fit someone of her calibre.

As his dream continued, and as he watched Supergirl fly away, he noted how everything seemed to change. The crystal clear night time sky grew thick and heavy with dark clouds that blocked out the light that had been previously shining on Supergirl's face. Instead everything was dark.

His eyes wondered to see where she was. High above him, she halted, staring beneath her before her brows scrunched and the air grew heavy. Blue light met the corner of Barry's eye before it immediately headed in Supergirl's direction. Bouncing off of the building she had just saved Barry and struck her. Knocking her immediately to the ground.

He tried to run to her. Grab her like she had saved him and run with her in his arms. Get her away from what he knew was coming. But his feet were stuck. And quickly, he noted how the blue light had vanished and in its place stood Zoom. The same Zoom was standing over Supergirl who was coughing and gasping for breath.

Lifting his head, he looked at Barry before removing his mask and smirking. Jay Garrick smirked. Smirked as he stood over Supergirl. With one hand, he lifted her by the throats and brought her to her feet. "This is what you bring to defeat me? Me!?" He began, anger dripping off of his tongue as he stared at the Scarlet Speedster. "A glorified cheerleader in a cute skirt. Really Barry. I thought you would've come up with something a little better than that. Though I must commend you on your choice of companionship. She's a step up from the man in green."

Barry tried to move his legs again, to run. To help her. But nothing was working. He couldn't budge. He couldn't speak. His body ached as he tried to do something. Anything.

Jay laughed before slipping back on his mask. One hand still holding Supergirl, the other now moving at rapid pace. "Pathetic." In one sweep his hand pushed forward and went through the woman's chest, her eyes widening and her grip around his wrist tightening. He pulled it back and dropped her to the ground, limp. Barry stood still. Searching for any kind of movement in Supergirl's body. But to no avail.

Sitting up quickly, and sweating, the young speedster stared around his room, the quiet light from the moon shining in and onto his bed sheets. Trying to catch his breath, he gripped his chest before falling back against the pillows and looking upon the roof above him. She had died. She had died in his dream, and for the first time since asking Supergirl to help, he realised just how big of an ask that actually was.

The scene replayed in his mind, over and over. He wondered, had that been real, how would he tell her family? Had that been real, how would they ever know? He didn't know her name, and again, he was hit with a reality check. He didn't even know the name of the woman who occupied his dreams.

Settling back into his pillow, he gripped his sheets. Tomorrow was a new day. Tomorrow she was coming to learn more. Tomorrow, he would get to know the real Supergirl.

Or at least, he would try to.

"Morning," Barry started as entered STAR labs the next day, smiling at his friends. Cisco was sitting at his desk, as usual, slurping on some fizzy drink that Caitlin had told him so many times over would rot his teeth. She was over by the clear board, scribbling numbers and letters down and bitting on her lip, trying to work out whatever algorithm it was she was working on. And Kara. Kara was sitting in the corner chewing on what he assumed was a pen and intensely flicking the pages of a book. Her eyes were concentrated, and the only ones that didn't look up at him when he greeted the group.

That made him smile, for the short while she had been here, Barry had grown fond of her. She was a nice addition to their little group. She was cute and funny, and really? It would pain him to say goodbye when they finally worked out how to get her home.

Clapping his hands, Barry licked his lips as he pulled his eyes off of her and walked further into the room and told just a little, in front of his suit. Rubbing his hands together now, he cocked his head before licking his lips.

"Okay, listen," he began to the group who now each turned their heads in order to look at him. He always liked that feeling. "I was thinking about it a lot last night, and we need to talk about Supergirl."

"What about Supergirl?" Cisco began with a raised brow, his straw an inch away from his lips. "Is about her suit? Because man, I have been thinking the same thing! We need to show her the mods I've been designing. She-"

"You've been redesigning her suit?" Kara piped in, slightly curious, slightly upset that Cisco thought there was something wrong with in the first place. She and Winn had worked hard on that suit. They'd bonded over it.

"No no. Not any physical changes. More like the kinds of things we line with Barry's suit. Heart monitor, vitals monitor. That kind of stuff. Though, I do wanna try and persuade her to do something about that stupid looking S on her chest."

Kara's head cocked again, and her fist lowered, only for her to snap the pen she had been chewing on earlier in her hand. The S wasn't stupid. And if she ever got the chance to tell Cisco that as Supergirl, she definitely would.

"Guys," Barry started again, trying to get the pair's attention. "I'm not talking about her suit. I'm talking about her. We need to talk about her and we need to talk to her. I think we should get her to tell us her name. Tell us who she is."

It was Kara who was suddenly interrupting the conversation this time. A laugh escaping her as she did so. Lowering her head, she shook it slightly before lifting her eyes. She'd put her foot in it. They were all staring.

"What's so funny about that?" Barry asked with a slight cock of his head, his brows furrowed in confusion. Had he said something wrong?

"Nothing… uh.. nothing. I was- just remembering about this puppy video I saw? Yeah. It was skateboarding. Our animals back home don't do that. I'll send you the link later.." she waved with another chuckle. This time more awkward.

"How do you suppose we get her to tell us her name?" Caitlin began to Barry, half ignoring Kara's face because she was sure she would laugh. "She was very adamant the first time we asked her."

"We'll think of something?" Barry began, optimistic. "I know it sounds crazy, but I feel like I already know her."

Kara shifted in her seat, her eyes lowering themselves from Barry and back onto the book she had been flicking through. No reason to give herself away now, was there. And she was sure keeping her head down was the right way to approach this now.

"Come on guys, haven't you noticed? She kind of always smiles. Never takes herself too seriously. Gets really into the idea of helping to save the city. I trust her. I just- want her to know she can trust us too. And I think that begins with her telling us her name. She knows ours."

Cisco slurped on his drink for a long time. The noise of it echoing around the room and causing Kara to roll her eyes. That was a sound she could get used to not hearing everyday.

"I don't know man," he began again. "We knew Oliver's secret pretty fast. Within the couple days he was here." He paused, turning his head to look at Kara and then look back at Barry who by now looked like he was ready to slap Cisco across the head. "Sorry, man."

"Hey… don't apologise to me. We can just wait until Oliver visits and then you can say you're sorry." Cisco ducked his head and slurped on his drink once again, moving back to his desk and putting his feet up nervously.

"Speaking of Oliver," Caitlin began, putting the lid onto her marker and fixing at her skirt, "have you talked to him since the arrival of Supergirl? Has he said anything about her helping us?"

"He's wrapped up with a lot of things in Star City right now, I didn't want to bother him.."

"I'm just saying, maybe it'd be good to get his take on our situation."

Sitting in her chair, Kara twiddled her thumbs. Immediately, she had put together that this Oliver was the Green Arrow. The one Barry had told her a lot about. A man who had no powers, but swore to protect his city with nothing but his skill and a bow and arrow. Admirable, really, she thought, but then, she wondered, why is input was so important in regards to Supergirl. Scratching her cheek, she licked her lips. It was a little unusual. Supergirl being talked about in this context when she was in the room. It was different.

"I trust her. That should be enough," Barry began at Caitlin with a small nod. "So does Joe. You two do. And if you all do, then that's good enough for me. Who knows. Maybe I'll be able to get Oliver to meet her. That would be cool."

"Yeah, if you want Supergirl to end up with two arrows in her back." Kara chuckled again, she liked that they didn't quite know everything about her powers, it was a little more interesting that way.

Before long, she was back and looking at her book. Her mind contemplating the idea of actually revealing herself to the group. What that would be like. But again, worry was the main factor in her not wanting to. She didn't want them to be wary or cautious. She could build their trust as Supergirl first and then maybe, maybe she could tell them. For now, this secret was hers.

Hearing faint flicker, the blonde lifted her head and looked at the monitor at which Cisco sat. That flicker meant they were about to get an incoming call about a Meta. And no longer wanting to sit in this room, the woman was quickly on her feet and making a move towards Caitlin. Barry wanted to talk to Supergirl after all. What better way than to show at the latest crime nutjob? Moving towards the other woman, she offered a smile before giving her a small smile. "I'm gonna go home. Or uh- your place for a little while," she nodded, "work on that CV."

"You're working on a CV?" Barry questioned, his hands on his hips and a small smile across his features.

"Who knows how long I'm gonna be here. I wanna help with the rent if I can," Kara started with a fix of her glasses. "Catch you guys up later." With that, she was gone and slipping out into the hallway corridors. It was time for crime fighting.

"Working on a CV, huh?" Barry chuckled as he looked at Caitlin.

"I told her she didn't have to, but I get the feeling she isn't the kind of person who can just sit still and let the world pass them by. She's great company though, and her getting a job could be fun. Even if I did suggest she just work here for us."

Barry scratched his neck as he looked at the empty doorway Kara had just passed through. "Maybe being here with all the metas is a little overwhelming," he smiled before a low ring caught his attention.

"New Meta spotted on Grayson Avenue," Cisco remarked. "Shouldn't be too bad. Maybe you'll get there before Supergirl this time."and

Whizzing to put on his suit, Barry pointed. "For the last time. I let her get there first yesterday. I just…. circled the perimeter." With that he was off.

Staring over the city, Jay Garrick, more likely known as Hunter Zoloman, stood behind a pane of glass. His latest antagonist rallying up the crowds below him into a frenzy. Smirking, he cocked his head. It would only be a matter of time before Barry showed up. In all this "good guy" glory. For one, Zoloman had been sure that his new meta would be able to take the speedster out.

He hadn't been to this Earth in a while. Instead venturing others, picking out their speedsters and sending them to an early demise.

Barry was still his greatest enemy, more fun to torture, yes, but still his greatest threat to being the fastest man alive.

Resting his hand on the pane of glass, he continued to watch the crowds below him before something caught his attention. Something blue. And red. With sandy blonde hair. Furrowing his brows, his mouth fell open slightly as he realised he was staring upon a woman.

Not just any woman.

"Kara?" He whispered, unsure of himself. "It can't be."