Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Supergirl and related characters are copyright of DC Comics. And as always, the following scenes are not in the comic book series. Though, I wish they were. There is a Superman: The Movie scene that I put in as a sort of a throwback to the movie, except with Linda and Richard in replacement of Lois and Superman) –hopefully, you guys can point it out. Also I've seen and read Solo #1 which is a beautiful issue, so, I added the whole Richard-already-knew sort of thing in the scene at the end.

Note to Readers: Sorry about not updating for a while. Here's something to make up for it. I'm doing this from the top of my head, since I don't have everything with me.

Chapter 10

I almost feel like Richard knows who I really am.

I shrug it off as I smirk wryly to him.

I'm off to save the day-yet again.

Hopefully, I won't come by some crazy trigger-happy idiot.

I see the cop cars straight ahead as they scream towards me. A gun showed out of the driver- side window, and blow out a tire.

Hmm, guess I was wrong about this one.

Then he fired another shot near the rear, it bounced off and grazed the underside of the car.

Well, what do you know, a smart idiot;

Accurate, too.

I super-sped up to the front of the car, stopped it, and picked up the front bumper.

"HEY!" the guy yelled, after his head careened forward. His hands fell onto the dashboard and his head stopped, inches from the windshield.

I waved at him and he cursed under his breath.

He tried firing again but the locking mechanism was jammed.

I smirked.

I ripped the car door off, unstrapped the guy, lifted him up and said, "You're going to jail for a very long time."

He scowled at me as I handed him to the cops, who said thanks, and flew off.

I transformed back into Linda and headed back towards Richard's place, grabbing a pair of clothes along with a jacket, from my house along the way.

I knocked on the door and heard his voice coming from the back.

"Coming! Just a minute!"

I heard him walk towards the door and open it.

"Hello, stranger," I said with a smirk on my face.

"Hi, there," He said as he combed his hand through his red hair, his eyes were back to normal, which was good.

"Can I come in-I mean- since the coast is clear and all?" I said peering inside.

"Yeah, sure," he said with a sweep of his hand.

I went inside and walked around.

"So, you ok?" I asked him.

"Yeah, just have a little head ache." He said rubbing his temple, "-Y'know, I don't even remember how I got over here."

"Well, Supergirl told me that she brought you. So, I just wanted to check u-"

He stopped me in mid-sentence asking me point-blank, "Are you her?"

"Me?" I scoffed, "-Why would you think of a thing like that?"

"Well, you saved me from becoming a human pancake. Not to mention, you tend to disappear a lot. Plus, you always have to run to the bathroom whenever there's some bad guy around the bl-."

"I get the point, Richard." I said putting a finger over his lips.

We fell silent for a few minutes.

I X-rayed the refrigerator and found nothing in the fridge, save for usual milk, fruits and veggies.

That's odd.

It was like the kid wasn't even there to begin with; No blood stains. No body parts hanging outside the door.

I turned it off as Richard asked, "Earth to Linda?" waving his hand in front of my face.

"I'll be back. I'm going to go get some air," I said grabbing my jacket.

He caught my arm.

"If it's something you don't want me to know, you can tell me." He said in his hushed mid-western drawl.

I shook my head and put my hand gently onto his, "No it's not that. It's just-I'll be back."

I let go of him, walked towards the balcony, and closed the sliding door behind me.

I paced back and forth: thinking.

Did Buzz tell him or did he know from the kiss I gave him?

I stopped, only to realize I hovered for a mille-second off the ground, and then landed.

I opened the door, realizing what I have to do.

Walking towards the kitchen, I saw Richard cut up some vegetables for a salad.

"Sorry, it was a stupid ques-" I lifted his chin, cupping it in my hands.

His green eyes stared back at me, startled for a moment.

"No, it wasn't Richard-" I said to him, "People, in this world, call me their savior, Richard. But the truth is: I'm nothing like that. I can't control who I save today; but I can control who will be saved tomorrow, the next day, or the day after. I'm not perfect Richard, and I don't expect you to be. But I'm here to make the world right."

I let go of his chin, transforming into Supergirl, but his mouth hung open, his eyes widened.

"You- You're-" he began.

I nodded.

"I need to take a seat." he said, groping for a chair.

I slid a chair to him, and he slumped into it, his mouth murmured the words 'thank you' as I nodded.

"It's ok. I don't bite, Richard. You should know that by now." I said, as I took a black chair, facing backwards, and leaned on the headrest.

"So, you saved me back there?" He said, slowly.

"Yeah. You would've become part of a crime scene, if it weren't for me," I said in a serious tone.

"How did you- well- become -y 'know? Aren't you Superman's sister or something? " He gestured at my outfit.

I chuckled, "I'm his cousin, Richard. Besides, it's a long story. The short version goes like this: I landed on earth, actually, in the way you wouldn't expect."

"What, like, in a spaceship?" He asked me.

"You're close," I said, "-But, a good Lex Luthor from an alternate universe created the weird version of me. I ended up becoming a pile of pink goo-"

"Ew." He said.

I shrugged, continuing, "- Either way, I landed on Earth, after finding out that Luthor wasn't so nice. –"

"Funny, how guys like that turn out, huh?" he said with a smirk.

I chuckled, "I'm not surprised, actually. So, either way; I met Linda, and you know the rest of her back-story."

He nodded, "So, either way you're an alien?" he asked, his green eyes brightened.

I nodded and lowered my gaze at him with a sly smirk, "Now, that you put it in that way, I might have to kill you for finding out my secret."

His eyes became wide, like saucers, "Please tell me you're kidding."

I sighed, chuckling, "Of course I am, Richard. Look, I wouldn't tell you this if I didn't trust you."

"That's reassuring." He said.

I heard his heartbeat calm down a bit.

"So, uhm, you can look through anything?" He inquired.

"Yep, except lead. Still can't figure that out." I said.

"Y'know, you still haven't told me how much you can bench press."

Here we go again.

"What's with you and this bench-pressing thing?" I said, furrowing my eyebrows at him.

"Hello? Formerly a jock." He quipped.

"Hello? Super heroine. Turn on the TV." I said, matching his cadence.

He chuckled, "Point taken."

He took a notepad from the stovetop.

"Anything else you'd like to know?" I said, watching him walk around me.

"Well… How fast can you fly?"

"Why don't we find out?" I said placing his notepad down and getting out of the chair.

"Huh?" he said as I held his hand as we went out onto the balcony.

"I just hope you not acrophobic." I said to him.

"Acro-wha-?" he said, quizzically.

"Afraid of heights." I said, looking into his eyes.

"Me? Nah." he said as I stepped off the balcony and hovered with him over the Leesburg skyline and through a cloud.

"Whatever you do, don't look down." I said to him as I flew near some stars.

"Uhm, you should have said that sooner!" he said grasping onto me for dear life, shaking like a Chihuahua.

I chuckled, "You could've told me."

"Well, I didn't expect you to take me this high!"

"Okay, I'll land on a roof top or something."

I found the Leesburg Tribune building and landed onto the roof.

Richard let go and began kissing the ground, murmuring something about God.

"Y'know for a jock, you're such a wimp." I said lightly.

He scowled at me then laughed, "Yeah, I guess I shouldn't be that hard on you since I owe you one."

I looked at him, and his green eyes fell for a second.

"There's something you're not telling me," I said turning serious, "-what is it?"

He looked up startled, "How did y-? Never mind. I'd rather talk to you back at my house: The real you."

"Okay," I said giving him a quizzical look.

We went back to his apartment and I close the window blinds, transforming back into Linda.

"What's up with you, Rich?" I said, folding my arms across my chest.

I looked at him as he was struggling for the words.

He cut up a few cucumbers for the salad, and his green eyes glinted for a moment, deep in thought.

"I mean, I sort of knew you were her. After all these years of living a lie I realized I was living one, too."

"What are you talking about, Richard? You're telling me you're gay, or something?" I said in a worried tone.

He smirked, "No. It's nothing that drastic, Linda. A few years back-in the summer; I was working at my dad's shipyard.

Something came up about you as my Dad was swabbing the deck-"

He paused for a minute getting choked up, "-Then it all happened too fast. I started to cough uncontrollably. Spitting up blood. Next thing I knew, the doctors told me that I have cancer and told me come back to Leesburg for better fresh air."

He looked at me, hard. "Look, Linda. I don't have a lot of time left in this world to know that you can trust me. But, I have trusted you and will until this damned disease takes me over!"

He slammed the knife down missing his fingers in an inch. His grass-green eyes scrunched up and I saw a tear slide down his face.

"I'm so scared, Linda." He said to me as I held him close.

"Don't worry. I'm here, Richard. I'm here."