A/N: Okay, so another instalment all done...for now. Liked it? Loved it? Hated it? Either way, let me know with some feedback! If you're new around here and plan to stick around give it a follow or a favorite to show your support. Decided to inject a touch more romance into this part just to give Cat a tad more involvement but things are going to get interesting now and I promise you won't see what is coming up next!

Kara

I don't know how long I was out for but when I resumed consciousness, it was amidst a mini warzone. DEO agents were facing off against the escapees of Fort Rozz and the creature I had been battling was nowhere to be found. Non was also conspicuous by his absence as his lieutenants were doing as foot soldiers do.

My hearing was coming into focus as I could now hear the distinct sounds of rounds being fired and fists meeting flesh, the latter of which was often followed by muted grunts of pain and anguish. "Are you alright Kara?" Alex asked me as she leaned over to look at me sprawled on the ground.

"Yeah...I'll be fine Alex," I answered a touch groggily one hand massaging a temple. Alex thrust out her hand and I gratefully accepted as she pulled me to my feet. "We saw you delaying the creature in the..." Alex started to say before I pulled her out of the way of one of Non's grunts who now spear tackled me instead.

I'd never been hit by a bus or a car or any motor vehicle for that matter but get tackled tackled by a Kryptonian flying through the air at close to full speed must be what it's like to be hit by an oncoming vehicle. I can only just imagine what would have happened to my sister if it had been her who had been hit and not me.

In a tangle of limbs and my cape, we both made contact with the ground our speed and force creating a large line in the sand before we eventually came to a stop. I want to say that the next sequence of hand-to-hand combat between me and my adversary was like a choreographed fight scene like in a Kung-Fu movie but the reality was in fact more like a drunken brawl.

Fists and feet were exchanged and blocked with many hits being evaded as opposed to actually landing, but it only takes one decisive hit and that came my way as a swift punch soon had my opponent ragdolling and on the ground.

Alex ran over to me moments later, "We've wrapped things up over here Kara. We'll slap the kryponite cuffs on this one and haul him off to HQ. Most of Non's enforcers got away but we'll have a lovely chat with those we managed to capture. I think Hank wants you to get checked out after your blackout so we'll meet you over there."

That had been an interesting sequence of events which posed many questions, some of which I was hoping to get to the bottom of very soon. Fast forward almost a complete day now and I was standing outside the lavishly furnish and expensive restaurant that Cat wanted me to join her at this evening.

Although I'd expect nothing less than expensive taste and high priced food at a venue named 'The Grand'. I approached the maitre'd to confirm the reservation I'd made earlier that day and with a knowing smile was directed to the secluded booth at the back where Cat was already seated at.

She was dressed to impress as always with yet another one of her couture dresses that she had most likely bought fresh off the catwalk. After all, New York Fashion Week had just ended. It was likely to be the only time she wore it either as she was always looking to wear only the latest and most fashionable.

I stopped at the table as my seat was pulled out for me and felt rather underdressed. I was still sporting my office assistant attire of a lengthy skirt and a cardigan over the top of the top I wore. I pulled at the sleeve of said cardigan uncomfortably as I watched Cat's eyes rake over my body, a slight frown now on her face. No doubt because of my lack of style.

But I was confused as to the nature of this dinner. Given the way she'd touched me and kissed me it felt like a date. But that particular word hadn't been used at all so I was unsure. Damn my lack of dating experience and the fact that I was more than a little intimidated by Cat. I took my seat and reached out for the menu.

"Thank you for joining me tonight Kira. It's nice to have company for a change." I nodded my head in agreement not feeling the need to break the silence for now. A waiter approached and I watched as Cat handed him the wine list.

"I want a wine, a bottle of red in fact from the back please Julien. I'll defer to your palate this evening." The waiter, Julien, gave a small nod which looked almost like a bow muttering, "Capital idea Miss Grant. Coming right up." He turned and backed away leaving the two of us alone once more.

"One thing you may not know about me Kira is that I like my reds. Red wine and short red skirts in particular," I looked up at these last words to see her watching me as if to see how I'd react. This was followed by a smooth foot rubbing up against the back of my calf under the table and now I was reacting to her not so subtle flirtation.

My face was heating up, my stomach was fluttering as if an enclosure of butterflies lived in there and my pulse elevated slightly. Feelings were being stirred inside of me that hadn't been touched in a long time. The kiss from a couple of nights ago and the way she traced my lips earlier, these memories were brought to the forefront of my mind. So it was clear that this was definitely a date after all.

One way or another, my hands were going to be full this evening.

Cat

Despite her lack of dressing for the occasion, I was pleased to see Kira walking to the table and take her seat opposite me. If I got my way and I always did, I'd work on what I'd be getting her to wear on a daily basis. But on my list of priorities that was right after I managed to get her out of her clothes.

I didn't know much about my pretty little assistant other than what any background checks could find but I certainly wanted to find out. I hadn't been so intrigued by someone romantically speaking in very long time. Oh sure my ex-husband who I had Adam and Carter with certainly qualifies in that regard, but that's ancient history now.

"So Kira, how many boys did I have to pry you away from this evening just to get you all to myself?" I picked up my wine glass having lost count early on, how many I'd had. I hadn't been nervous like this for as long as I could remember. The words nervous and Cat Grant weren't ones that went together.

"Oh well ummm none actually," Kira answered her voice dropping to barely a whisper as she looked down at her now empty plate. Seems like I'm not the only nervous one. I waved a dismissive hand, "Well they are fools and cannot see the value of such a remarkable young woman such as yourself."

Her attractiveness increased exponentially when she smiled that cute little smile of hers but I was quick to come down on it. Phrasing. "Tell anyone I said that though and you'll be looking for a new job," I quickly added to which she responded by using an imaginary key to lock her lips and toss said key over her shoulder. Those lips wouldn't be locked forever tonight though.

Whenever Kira asked me about anything, typically it was work related like anything that she should take care of for me, that sort of thing. I suppose there wasn't much else for her to learn about me given how she practically ran every aspect of my life. Although now that I thought about it, there wasn't much for her to learn about me in a public setting that is. In private however, well that was a different story entirely.

"What is it that you do when you aren't doing my bidding Kira?" Subtlety was overlooked in favour of directness especially when wine was involved. She brightened at the question as she leaned forward slightly. It hadn't escaped my notice that she had no objection to my hand on top of hers, rubbing small circles with my thumb as we talked.

"My sister Alex and I usually do a number of things together. We usually watch TV together and we try to go on plenty of hikes. I like the outdoors and nature a lot. There's so much to see and do in this whole world that's out there." She looks so happy and carefree when she speaks about something she loves. It would be nice to see her talk about me like that one day.

"My friend Winn and I do all sorts together but of a different variety. He's great at computers and a bit of a geek so that usually influences what we do. We try and find places that still have all those cheesy arcade games that you feed quarters into to play. We're both pretty bad at them so it usual ends up being even in the end."

"Those are just a couple of things. There's plenty more but I don't have a lot of time outside of work and...well you know." A spark of inspiration hits me which I air before my next question, "It sounds like the experience is important to you and the person you're with not just what you do," I take a deep breath, "I'd like to propose that you and I find something that we can both enjoy and do together, just the two of us."

The double meaning was not lost on me there.

She smiled her sweet smile again, "I'd like that Miss Grant." A waiter diligently appeared and poured more wine for me. It was amazing how they always seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to service. The good ones at least anyway.

"Why did you choose to work for me Kira? I know it's been years and I've never asked until now, but I'd love to know why."

She didn't even have to think about it, "I didn't want to work for anyone else. There was never any doubt where I wanted to be. What girl would pass up the opportunity to work for the 'Queen of the Media'?" She was looking deeply into my eyes now, "A woman who knows what she wants and takes it. A woman who built herself up from the ground, starting off with nothing. One who doesn't allow herself to be bullied in a male dominated world, who remains as stylish, smart and sexy as the day she begun her journey to the top."

I was speechless and for those who know me or even those who in a sense know me will know that that doesn't happen very often. A throbbing had begun in between my legs as my arousal went to a higher gear. I hastily summoned the waiter and took care of the check which Kira made a light fuss about.

My driver brought the car around and before she knew it, I had hauled Kira into the back of my car and I was sitting quite close to her. It was as if I'd gone into autopilot as one of my hands begun to slide up Kira's skirt. She gripped me firmly around my wrist to hold that hand with a mind of its own in place,

"Miss Grant, this is all happening so fast," her words called for caution and restraint but her face and her body beckoned for more. So I made her a deal, "I'll slow down Kira if you kiss me long and hard right now as I don't want to wait another moment for you. You know I desire you, but I want you to reciprocate."

We sat there staring at each other for a moment and I started to wonder if this was going to end in her refusal and me terminating her employment tomorrow. Just as I'd begun to lose all hope, her lips were crushed against mine and we sped off into the night. For a brief moment nothing else existed but that kiss which deepened the longer our lips were in contact.

But that blissful moment was interrupted by a blinding light and an explosion.