Chapter 2

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Sometime Later At The DEO

A low groan escaped Martin Riggs as he slowly came too. "Ugh, Hell of a nightmare." Muttered the man as he opened his eyes and quickly came to a sitting position as he realized he was no where familiar.

No where that was basically a cell minus the bars and instead, had what was likely some reinforced glass and steel. "Either I'm still dreamin' or I've somehow ended up in a padded cell. And neither one are very appealin'." Riggs muttered to himself while still feeling quite shaken over that dream involving Miranda.

Standing up, Riggs decided to test his luck and banged on the glass. "Hey! Someone wanna tell me where I am!? Did Santos somehow arrange this? Don't think I won't bang my head against this glass cause I will, damnit!"

No answer was given and after several more seconds of waiting, the LA Detective was about to start banging his head on the glass when a well built African American male in black and the oddly dressed Cheerleader from his nightmare came through a door that he had been seeing since he'd gotten up. The sight of her wasn't something he liked. At all. Making him wonder if he was being further screwed with in some way. "That won't be necessary, Detective Riggs." Declared the all black dressed figure in a voice that radiated authority.

"Ohh, you already know my name and rank but I don't know yours. A little worrisome if you ask me. Especially that little oddly dressed Cheerleader ya got next to ya that I just thought was a dream."

"That's cause you told me your name after you arrived, remember? As for the Detective part, I saw your badge while my sister and I brought you here." Kara told him. Hoping it would help him out and perhaps realize he wasn't dreaming.

Which could have a catch given how he reacted to Maggie after showing up from that portal. "And here is where, exactly?"

"As of right now, I'm afraid we can't disclose that information to you until we know for a certainty you aren't a threat of some kind, Detective. But what you can know is that I am Director Henshaw and this is Supergirl."

A scoff escaped Riggs as he stared at the two. "Now I know I must be dreamin' cause Supergirl is nothin' but a damn comic book! One who almost had a show for that matter but it fell through."

Both J'onn and Kara raised their eyebrows, each feeling quite shocked by his words! "Umm… I can assure you I am very real and not a comic book or some almost show. In fact, you yourself are from another world. Remember that blue portal you came through?" Kara told him quickly but seriously.

"Yeah, I remember. It was a good trick but I'm not fallin' for it. Whatever info you guys are wantin', I'm gonna tell ya now, you're not gonna get."

Riggs then put his forehead against the glass wall with a cold look that honestly chilled Kara some. "And you both damn well best hope my friends get to me before I manage to get out as what I'll do to y'all for screwin' with me won't be pretty. Nobody fucks with my head or the memory of my wife!" Snarled the angry Detective.

"Detective Riggs, I can assure you we are NOT in any shape or form twisting things where you are concerned. In fact, we just want to help you get home but you have to work with us in order to do that." Tried J'onn but it seemed to be to no avail as the Detective from another Earth wasn't willing to believe that.

"That's what you want me to believe! But no thanks! You hear me!? No thanks!"

He then started to bang his fist against the glass and in a more alarming manner to J'onn and Kara, began to bang his head as hard as possible against the glass. As at that point, he just wasn't thinking clearly thanks to how he felt he was being screwed with. Especially where Miranda was concerned. "Alex, knock him out, now!" Cried out an unnerved Kara as blood began to appear on the unbroken glass.

Moments later saw gas seep into the chamber that would put their guest to sleep in a non harmful way. Though it was clear he wasn't going to go down without a fight as he struggled to stay standing until he no longer could. Once he was out, J'onn spoke up. "This… Is very disconcerning." He stated in a disturbed manner.

Not much could disturb the long lived Martian but this certainly managed it. Even Kara was feeling pretty bothered by the whole thing. "So what do we do? Leave him in there?"

"Until Cisco Ramon can arrive to determine if he's from Earth-1 or elsewhere and send him back? Yes. As its for his own safety and ours. Though we may need to install measures to keep him from harming himself until then."

Kara let out a shaky breath while hoping what Cisco was dealing with would be over with soon so he could get there and help them out with their visitor. She also couldn't help but wonder just how recent the loss of his wife was… And wondered if she might ever be that way if she lost someone she loved that much in that manner. Rather then how she lost Mon-El when he was forced to leave Earth to avoid dying by the Lead poisoning. "Are… Are you gonna look into his mind to learn about him?" Kara questioned curiously and quietly but still loud enough to be heard by J'onn.

Who just shook his head. "No. At least… Not yet as I don't want to do so unless there's no choice. As even while he is unconscious, I feel a great sense of anger and loss. One I feel I can relate too as it is familiar to me." J'onn told her and Kara's heart couldn't help but clench tightly at that as she felt she didn't need to know it would probably be something she could relate too somewhat as well if she could sense it.

The two would remain where they were for a time as they reflected on that until other matters needed their attention.

Author's Notes: Yikes… Bit volatile there!