So Lena and Kara spend the day with Ella.

"Are you sure you don't want any help?" Kara asked through the dressing room door.

"Yeah," Came the muffled reply.

"Sometimes they make the hole for your head not big enough and it's hard to get on,"

"I got it,"

"Kara she's been living on the streets on and off the better part of two years. I think she can handle getting her head into a t-shirt," Lena said from the sofa situated near the dressing room.

Kara moved to the sofa, sitting next to Lena, "I still find that hard to believe,"

Lena made a sound of agreement. They'd learnt how long Ella had been homeless. They'd also managed to get her to share why she was homeless. Her parents had died when she was five, leaving her in the care of an elderly grandmother. That only lasted so long.

"Could you even imagine that? The person who's supposed to take of you forgetting that you exist," Kara said. It was clear Ella hadn't understood what happened, but Lena and Kara were certain, from how she described it, Ella's grandmother suffered from dementia. A confused and scared Ella was run from her grandmother's residence more than once when the woman didn't remember who she was. She, by some miracle, found herself with a small hobo community that was squatting in an old train yard. It had been from there Lena's would-be assassin tempted her away with the promise of gifts and a proper bed.

"I know what's it like when those people wish they could forget you," Lena said softly. She didn't think Kara would hear. So when she gasped quietly and looked at her with concerned eyes Lena felt her stomach twist. She really wasn't sure why.

"Lena…"

"It's nothing, really." Lena looked at her phone purposefully. She started answering an email to delay continuing the conversation right away.

"If it's worth anything, I'd never want to forget you,"

Lena's thumbs stalled. She didn't look up from the screen of her phone. She could feel Kara's gaze on her.

But the words Kara had laced into the air were blown away when the door to the changing room opened and Ella came out. For the moment their conversation was forgotten.

"Um… does it look okay?" She asked. She had on a purple t-shirt with a butterfly pattern on it and jeans with a matching design.

"You look really pretty Ella," Kara said, giving her two thumbs up.

"That's what you said every time,"

"Because it's true,"

"It's can't be true every time,"

Kara gasped dramatically, "You doubt me! I would never lie. Lena, tell her I would never lie,"

Lena smiled in amusement, "Kara would never lie," She said dutifully.

Ella looked doubtful.

"Lena, tell her she looks nice,"

"You look beautiful Ella,"

"Really?"

It was probably the fifth time they'd gone through a similar conversation with Kara having to convince Ella that the clothes she tried on suited her. This was the third store they'd been in the morning and so far they'd bought enough clothes to fill a small wardrobe.

"Ella, it doesn't matter what we think," Lena said, "It matters if you like the clothes. Do you?"

"I… yeah,"

"Then we'll get them. Do you see anything else you want?"

"Um…" Ella walked around, then suddenly gasped, "Ooo! Look! Look!" She came running back with a t-shirt that had a familiar symbol on it, "Look, it's a Supergirl shirt,"

"Actually," Kara started, "That's a Superman shirt,"

"But…" Ella looked confused, "How?" She stared at the red and yellow symbol.

"People think they're the same, but they're a little different. Superman has all yellow filling up the space on his symbol." Kara pointed out the spaces on the shirt.

"Supergirl only has a yellow outline on hers," Lena said.

Kara's head whipped around to look at Lena in surprise.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's just… that's not something I thought most people noticed,"

"You're not the only who's been the same room as her,"

"Right." Kara fidgeted with her glasses.

"Can we get a Supergirl shirt?" Ella asked.

"Sure," Kara grinned, "Let's ask them,"

They approached one of the clerks, "Hi, excuse me sir, but we wondering if you have any shirts with Supergirl logo on it,"

"In another size?" He held out his hand to get a better look at t-shirt Ella had.

"No, that size," Kara said.

"Um… this is a Supergirl shirt,"

"No, it's for Superman," Ella said, "It's got the yellow, see,"

"What's the difference?"

"It's…" Kara trailed off. She could tell from his expression that an explanation would be wasted.

"Kenny, I'll take these guys," A second clerk walked up, "Why don't you get the family that just came in?"

"Sure," The clerk, Kenny headed towards the store's doors.

"I'd like to help you guys, but unfortunately that's the only Super symbol we carry," the second clerk said with an apologetic smile.

Kara sighed, "I'm not all that surprised,"

"Why don't you try Lil' Stars? They might have a Supergirl specific shirt. Their store is up on the second floor. You can take the stairs back there, you'll see them once you exit the store. You head up, straight down the hall and they'll be on the left, can't miss it,"

"We'll try them, thanks,"

"Can I help you ring that stuff up?" He asked, indicating to the clothes they had picked out.

"Yes please,"

"But we'll get a Supergirl shirt, won't we?" Ella asked as they left the store, even more bags added to their growing collection.

"We'll try our best," Lena said, then she glanced at Kara, "You really don't have to carry all the bags you know,"

Kara waved her comment off, "I'm fine. Don't worry,"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes,"

"If you need help, just ask. I don't mind carrying some,"

"For the last time Lena I got it,"

They went to Lil' Stars, but unfortunately, they didn't have anything with Supergirl's symbol either. They checked another two stores, with just as much luck. By then Kara and Ella's faces were covered with dark clouds.

"I'm not sure which of you looks gloomier," Lena said as they left another store unsuccessfully.

"I can't believe we can't find one store that has a Supergirl shirt. But half them had Superman,"

"We'll find something," Lena said. She looked at her watch, "But it's well after lunch. I'd imagine someone must be hungry. Let's get some food,"

"Yea!" Ella said.

"Yes, please,"

Lena chuckled, "Let me call Benjamin,"

Lena's driver came for them. They went to a nearby restaurant where Ella thoroughly giggling while she ate the bite size quiches they'd ordered for the appetizers.

"It's a tiny little cup of food," She giggled, "Key-k-qu-"

"Kee-sh, Quiche," Lena said slowly, pronouncing each part.

"Kee-ee-sh," Ella repeated, stumbling over the unfamiliar sounds. Lena nodded approvingly.

"They are cute, aren't they?" Kara popped one in her mouth.

"Can we get more?" Ella asked.

"If you only eat those you won't eat the actual meal,"

"Yeah I will," Ella and Kara said at the same time.

Lena did a double take at Kara, "You too?"

"They're good," Kara mumbled through a partial mouthful of quiche.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, honestly, that's no example for Ella," She said, even as she raised her hand to get their waiter's attention.

Kara grinned and high fived with Ella as Lena placed another order. They did manage to finish the second round of appetizers, mostly because of Kara. Ella ate most her chicken and fries. It wasn't until dessert when she started slowing down. She got half through the chocolate lava cake before she pushed away her plate, falling back in defeat.

"All full?" Lena asked, mildly amused.

She nodded.

"Ready to continue our search for the elusive Supergirl shirt?" Kara asked.

Ella had been looking like she was ready to slip into a food coma until Kara said that. But all at once her energy returned. "Yes!"

"Shopping district is few blocks away, and it's nice out. What do you say we walk?" Lena asked.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea,"

Ella nodded too.

As they were walking down the street, Ella walking ahead, Kara and Lena following a few paces behind, Lena said, "You were right, you're great with kids,"

Kara laughed, "Kids are easy. They're so… open. I'd rather kids that some adults any day,"

"I know what you mean. And I would have been a little lost today without your help,"

"What are you talking about? Ella really likes you,"

"I'm not the natural you are,"

"You're doing fine," Kara said, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Thank you for saying that,"

Lena walked right into Ella when the girl stopped suddenly. Kara managed to brace them both when they stumbled.

"Ella, sorry dear. Why did you stop?"

Ella looked away from the front of the arcade they were in front and down at her feet, "Sorry. I didn't mean to,"

Kara and Lena glanced at the arcade, then at each other.

"Ella, would you like to go in?" Kara asked.

Ella shook her head.

"It's okay if you do," Lena said, lightly placing a hand on her head. Ella looked up at her, eyes deep with questions.

"But we were going…"

"We can get to that later. Do you want to go in?"

"I can pick?"

"Of course,"

Ella looked at the arcade again, then up Lena, a smile growing on her face.

"I take that's a yes,"

"Yea," Ella said.

"Yea," Lena echoed, "Arcade it is,"

"To the arcade," Kara said, she hopped up the stairs to the door, holding it open, "Right this way ladies,"

Ella giggled as she walked inside. Lena responded with a small "Thank you,"

Inside, Ella's eyes lit up, head spinning from one side to the next. Kara took her to get tokens and they were both off. Lena wasn't sure who was more excited. She'd probably give it to Kara, but Ella seemed to draw excitement from Kara. After Kara learned this was the first Ella was in an arcade she became determined to show her every (age-appropriate) game. Lena couldn't resist taking a picture when Kara helped Ella reverse her missing streak on the mini-dunk basketball by lifting her up, holding closer to the hoop.

"I believe some would call that cheating," Lena said.

"Shh," Kara hissed, "None of those people are here now. And it's really not. I'm just helping,"

Lena laughed.

"I got it in!"

"Yeah!" Kara put her down so they could high five.

Ella proudly collected her tickets, then her attention was captured by a whack-a-mole game and she was gone again. It was lucky for Lena that Kara was able to keep with the girl. She'd almost lost track of her in the crowds several times, and at one point she lost track of them all together. She wondered around, looking until she found them playing Dance Dance Revolution. Or trying to at least. Kara was showing Ella, but the girl was barely keeping up with the flashing arrows.

"There you are, sorry we left you back there,"

"How's the dancing going?"

"Could use some practice, but not that bad," Kara said.

"Kara's really good at it,"

"I just have fast reflexes,"

"You should try it," Ella said to Lena.

Lena shook her head, "No, no,"

"Oh, come up. It will be fun. Ella and I have been having all the fun,"

"Yeah," Ella said, "You gotta do something too,"

"Don't worry about looking silly, you can't look any worse than I do,"

"That's not why,"

"Then come give it a try,"

"Yeah, please." Ella clasped her hands together and pouted.

"Yeah, Lena, please." Kara mirrored Ella, pouting even more than she was.

"Honestly," Lena rolled her eyes laughing, "Alright,"

"Yes!"

Lena slipped off her shoes and got up onto the platform.

"We can do it together," Kara said as she put in the tokens and choose a song on standard difficulty.

The music started and they started to move. Kara, in keeping track of the arrows moving on the screen, almost missed it entirely. She almost missed Lena dancing. Really dancing. She wasn't just trying to hit the right tiles below her in time. She was moving with the music, flowing from one beat into the next. Hitting the tiles almost seemed to be secondary, yet she didn't miss one.

"Kara, you're missing the arrows,"

Ella's voice snapped Kara back to the task at hand. She could easily keep up with the timing of the steps, but her movement had none of the flow or rhythm that Lena had.

When their song finished Lena took deep breaths. She won when it came to points, but Kara thought she won because she'd gotten to witness Lena.

"I had no idea you could dance like that,"

Lena smiled coyly, "Teenage rebellion may have given me a talent or two,"

"That was…"

"That was amazing," Ella said hopping up between them.

"What she said," Kara grinned, placing her hands on Ella's shoulders.

"Thank you,"

"So… what are we doing next?" Ella asked.

They spent the next couple hours in the arcade, then, when Ella started to look tired, Lena decided to call it day. They turned in the tickets they'd won and Ella chose a teddy bear as her prize. It was only when they got back to Lena's Ella remembered they never found a Supergirl shirt.

"Oh no!"

"Don't worry sweetie, we'll find one," Lena said.

"You promise?"

"I'll call my assistant right now and have her get on it,"

"I'll see if I can find one too," Kara said, "But I should get going,"

"Why don't you stay? I was going to order in,"

"Actually its sister night," Kara said, "Alex and I have plans,"

"I wouldn't want to get in the way of sister night,"

"I had a good time today. Thanks,"

"I should be thanking you,"

"Bye Kara," Ella said, hugging her around her waist.

"Bye Ella, I'll see you. Bye Lena,"

"Bye,"

After Kara left Ella said to Lena, "I like Kara,"

"Yeah, so do I," Lena said with a smile, "Now what should we get for dinner?"

"Oh! Can we get pizza?"

A minute later or so Kara flew through her apartment window. Alex was there already.

"Hi, sorry I'm late,"

"It's okay. How's the kid doing?"

"She's doing good. We got new clothes and then took her to the arcade. She had a lot of fun. So did Lena. Would you believe she's like a DDR master?"

"Lena Luthor?"

"I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it myself. She can dance,"

"You learn something new every day," Alex chuckled, "I haven't ordered food yet. What are you in the mood for?"

"Pizza please,"

A smaller chapter with a slower pace. Figured everyone needed a breath. Next time, things happen.

Nardragon~ until the next page.