I super-speeded to the front of the helicopter and hovered there for a minute. I was also a bit ticked off about news people coming here just to get some ratings.

The cameraman gawked at me, then tapped his buddy.

"Move over." I heard the reporter mutter, "-Where'd she go?"

"Uh...Boss?"

"Whadd'ya want, now?" I heard him say as he was fishing through the rest of his supplies.

He turned towards me.

"Holy crap!" he exclaimed.

"Where's the camera..." he said franticly sifting through his mess.

He looked at him.

"I don't know." The cameraman said shrugging his shoulder, " I thought you had it."

"You're the camera operator! You're supposed to have it!" He screamed at him.

I chuckled at them.

"Where'd you put it?" The reporter asked him.

"I told you, I don't kn-" The cameraman stopped in mid sentence, glancing back at me, and helped the reporter sift through the mess.

I stared back at them.

"Uh, Boss?"

"Not now." he replied, annoyed.

"Who's controlling the helicopter?" he said tapping him, impatiently.

"What?!" he bellowed.

"Look." he grabbed his head and swiveled it to me.

Their eyes were looking beyond mine, their mouths opened in a silent scream.

I glanced back and realized we were going to hit a building.

Alright.

Hero time.

I sped to a nearby rooftop, peeled my clothes off and placed them near a door, revealing my outfit.



"Thank God. You're here!" the reporter exclaimed.

"You're her." the cameraman said in awe.

"Who?-" I said, quizzically, shaking my head. "-I think you got the wrong person."

"Look. We don't have much time, fellas." I said glaring at the cameraman after an extremely awkward pause.

The reporter nodded.

The cameraman looked petrified, as if I was going to knock him out any second.

The reporter finally managed to find his camera, and realized he was stuck.

Great.

While the cameraman found a month-old sandwich in a paper bag.

Eww.

I held my breath for a minute.

Even from here I can smell it.

"Don't. Move." I said to the both of them.

"I hope you guys don't have acrophobia." I said after I grabbed the bar connecting the two seats together and pulled them out of the helicopter.

"Ralph, I don't feel too good." the reporter began as he fumbled for the 'on' switch to the camera.

He didn't find it.

"Give him the bag." I said as the cameraman took out the sandwich and picked off the mold.

The reporter grabbed the bag and barfed.

"Feel better?" I asked him.

"Next time we do that, I'll try to bring extra barf bags." he said, weakly.

I smiled as I placed both of them onto the ground.

"I'll be back in a minute." I said to them as I sped back to the helicopter, turned the ignition off, and grabbed the bottom.

"What do they leave in these things?" I said to myself, realizing helicopters aren't supposed to be a little more than a few pounds lighter, considering the hulking mass I was carrying.

I sighed as I placed the helicopter to the ground.


The guys started yapping about some reporter that was missing around the same time that Superman was.

I quickly realized they were talking about Clark.

"One at a time, guys." I said.

"Have you heard about the reporter that went missing a month ago?" The reporter said, expertly.

"What about him?" I asked folding my arms, calmly, looking at the camera, it was on record now.

"They didn't find his remains." he said.

Then someone probably took them.

I made a mental list of who it could be and the only person I could come up with was-

"...Lex Luthor." The reporter said finishing off some sentence.

"What?" I said, startled.

"What about Mr. Luthor? Is he still... Y'know?" the cameraman interrupted, "- Alive?"

"Sort of." I said.

"What do you mean by that?" the reporter said, smoothly.

"You remember when I fought him?" I said.

"Doesn't everybody?" he said with a smile.

"Well, I found out he could regenerate his limbs even though they were feet away from each other." I said.

"Nasty." the cameraman said with a shudder.

"Alright, when will I see this?" I said to the reporter as the cameraman shut off his camera.

"It'll probably be on in the evening." He said as he packed his things. "-Thanks."

"No problem."

"Tell that flying girl I say 'hi'" the cameraman said, cheerfully.

I hesitated, glaring at him for a minute.

"What are y-" the reporter began.

"I will." I said cutting him off.



I super-sped back to the rooftop, put my clothes back on, and teleported back to the big hole in the wall inside the hospital.

By the time I got back, Lois was dressed up and about to leave.

I noticed that my parents had left, leaving Richard, Mattie and Lois in the room.

"You leaving already?" I asked Lois as she grabbed her bag.

"Yeah, the doc gave me a clean bill of health."

I saw her grab a pudding from the table.

"Y'know I should come here more often. They have great food." She said in-between bites.

Mattie, Richard, and I glared at her.

"What? All I said was that they have great food." She said shrugging.

We were about to leave when I heard someone knocking at the door.

A tall redhead had a recording device with her. She turned it on as she stood in the doorway.

"Well, If it isn't Lois Lane and her Super friends." She sneered at Lois.

"Hey, at least she didn't call us the Wonder Twins." I heard Richard whisper to Mattie.

The woman glared at them.

"Cat Grant." Lois said, annoyed.

They apparently knew each other.

I stood at the doorway for a few awkward seconds.

"I don't think we've met Ms. Grant. I'm Linda Danvers." I said to her smiling and holding out my hand for her to shake it.

She didn't.

"We haven't-" she said perking her eyebrows at me, "Ah! You're that miracle girl that everybody was talking about a few years back."

"Yeah, What brings you here?"

"I decided to check out my best friend-"

"Yeah right." Lois grunted.

Cat glared at her.

"As I was saying, I came to visit because there was a lot of buzz going around."



"Like what, exactly?"

"Oh, the usual. Like, whether Superman died because of too much media exposure or Supergirl killed him."

I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Supergirl DID NOT kill Superman." I stated.

"How do you know?" She said perking her eyebrow, again.

"I was there. He died from too much Kryptonite exposure."

"My sources don't say that a civilian was watching him rot away."

"Your sources are wrong, Ms. Grant. I've known him ever since I met him a few years back. He wouldn't die that way unless she had a grudge against him. And dissing her where I live is like dissing The Queen in England. People in the country are fine with it. As soon as someone from another country does it, then they're screwed." I said crossing my arms over my chest, satisfied.

She laughed.

"Says someone who survived a cult sacrifice-" She smirked, "Tell me, Linda, did you get eye contacts the day after you survived? Because I saw the pictures of you in the newspaper and you had brown eyes, not blue ones."

We glared at each other for a few minutes.

Lois coughed.

"What?" Cat said, annoyingly.

"How'd did you get here? I thought the press wasn't allowed in." Lois said changing the subject.

"I have ways, Lois. Just like you do when you have to convince the army that your daddy sent you." she said looking at her.

I saw Lois' eyes narrow.

"You have no ri-" She started.

"Oh, but I do. You see, Lois, I knocked out the guard at the desk and hacked into the security mainframe."

I stared at her.

"You'll be surprised at what I saw in the system." She smiled as she took out her I-phone and tapped a few screens.

I looked at the screen, It showed me fighting the rude guy and it followed me into the hallway where all the ruckus happened as he pushed me through the door and I ,at super-speed, pushed him through the wall.


"The only thing that's interesting about this is that the man is twice as big as you and he made a hole twice as small as yours." Grant said smiling at me.

I looked up at her.

"How do you know that's me-" I said pointing to the screen. "It could be Winona Rider for all I care."

I shrugged continuing, "By the way, hacking into medical facility is illegal, Ms Grant. Besides, I would love to call me dad right now and let him lead you to a nice jail cell nearby." I said.

Cat looked shocked when I was finished.

"No, it's alright." She said nervously.

Lois decided that she would start to head home by taking the stairs.

I went with Cat into the elevator.

As soon as the elevator doors shut I turned to her with a frown on my face.

"Look, Cat. Whatever argument you and Lois had when you were younger has nothing to do with me. I want to tell you one thing only: Either you come with me now so I can bring you in or you can do it yourself."

I heard the elevator ding and open.

"Are you coming or not?" I said to Cat with my arms folded.

"I'd rather be arrested by her." she stated.

"Her?" I said quizzically.

She scowled at me as we walked out of the elevator.

"Don't give me that, Linda. You know who I'm talking about."

"And who is that exactly?"

"Supergirl."

"Oh. Well in that case, I'm sure that she'll agree with me." I smirked.

"Don't you have her on super-speed dial or something?" She asked me as I was taking out my phone to check my messages.

"Yeah. but I only call her in emergencies."

"Well, this is one."

"No, it isn't. I can't get her to cut her day of heroics just to make an appointment for you." I stated, "But I can leave her a message for you and she'll get back to you personally."


"What's her number?" She said.

My eyes narrowed at her.

"That's confidential information, Cat."

"Oh come on. It's not like you're her secretary or something." She said.

"That's it. We're going." I said angrily as I grabbed her sleeve and dragged her to the security guard.

The security guard glanced up at me.

"Can I help you?", he said, then his eyes darted to Cat.

"Hey, you're that Lady that knocked me out a few hours ago!" He exclaimed to her.

"I think you're mistaking me for someone else." She said nervously as she was fiddling with her I-phone.

I looked at her for a minute and grabbed the I-phone out of her hands.

"And that 'someone else' apparently hacked into the security cameras." I said as I was looking through the phone to see if she actually owns it.

"That's ridiculous!" She said her eyes narrowing at me.

"Oh really? Then why did you just get a text message about it from your boss just now, with your name on it?" I said showing it to her.

She grabbed it out of my hands.

Her eyes darted to the security guard and she sifted through her bag until she found a silver canister and sprayed it in his face. The security guard went out cold.

"I will find out who you are sooner or later, Linda. And when I do, everyone will know your secret." she whispered into my ear before she left.

"Leave. Now." I said fiercely to her and told her that she shouldn't test my patience.

She smirked, seeing that she got my attention, and ran out the door at full speed.

Damn her.

My eyes darted back to her, as she was walking onto the sidewalk, then to the guard.

I grabbed a packet containing little pieces of pepper in it from a nearby table and set my hand to boil it, making sure no one notices what I'm doing.

He woke up in a few minutes.



"Wh-?! Where'd she go?" He said as he fully registered that she was gone.

"She ran off." I said.

"And you didn't stop her?!" he exclaimed.

"I couldn't leave you here alone." I said softly.

"I'll find her later." I continued with a stern voice.

"How?"

"I have my ways." I said as I stood up, "By the way... You're welcome."

"Yeah, thanks." He said absently as he rubbed his head. He found a lump and frowned.

As I walked out, I realized what Cat had said before she left and it sent a cold shiver up my spine.