Supergirl and the Agent

Fandom: Supergirl

Author: CatandKaraForever

Rating: T for now, probable M later

Note: The chapters where I'm describing Kara when she's in costume, I'll call her Supergirl. When she's not in costume, I'll call her Kara. Just to clear up any confusion, Kara is not related to Alex in this story, but they do share the last name Danvers. That will be explained later in the story, though. Inspired by Albedo666's story Supergirl: Complex Emotions

Guest- I am aware that biologically Kara and Alex are not related. But, Kara is Alex's adoptive sister in the show, which for the purposes of fanfiction I consider being related. Thank you for reviewing, as there may be someone else who had the same thought but did not say anything. I hope you are enjoying the story.

Supergirl crept through the DEO headquarters, slipping into Henshaw's office. She clicked the door shut behind her. She began to poke around in the office, looking for anything that would state whether or not Henshaw was an alien. She knew what she was doing would probably get her shot if anyone besides Agent Danvers caught on, and she had no idea WHY she'd chosen to help. It wasn't like she HAD to help, she had a choice in the matter. She picked up an unmarked book from a desk drawer, and opened it. She flipped through it.

"Hmmm," she muttered, "so Henshaw is really a Martian refugee by the name of J'onn J'onzz? Interesting. Nothing here to identify his intentions, but he's definitely an alien..."
Lost in her reading of the book, Supergirl didn't notice the man's presence until he cleared his throat and spoke.

"Supergirl. What are you doing?"
She turned, closing the book and setting it down.

"Director Henshaw," she began, "I..."
"You read my diary?"

"Well, I guess there's no denying it...Yes."

"Why?"
"Someone asked me to identify if you were an alien and if so what your intentions were. I figured the best way to do that was to look for anything that would tell me whether or not you were."
"Then I suppose you know who I truly am. My name is J'onn J'onzz. I'm a Martian," he said, shifting into his Martian form, "I'm the last surviving member of my race, as far as I know. The man I am impersonating, Hank Henshaw, was obsessed with killing me. His partner, a DEO agent by the name Jeremiah Danvers, gave his life to save me from Henshaw. In return for his help, I started impersonating Henshaw so I could protect his daughter."
"You mean Alex?"
"Yes, I do. Supergirl, did she recruit you to spy on me?"

"I...," Supergirl hesitated, "what will happen to her if she WAS the one?"

"She would not be punished, if that's what you're afraid of. Why are you trying to protect her, though? Was she the one who recruited you?"

"Yes," Supergirl said nervously, "I'm protecting her because she's shown me nothing but kindness the whole time I've known her, she's smart, she's pretty..."
"So you're attracted to her, Supergirl?"
Supergirl then realized what she'd blurted out.
"I don't know," she said, before changing the subject awkwardly, "why do you keep a diary? I mean, it doesn't seem like such a good idea. Am I allowed to tell Alex that you are an alien and tell her what you told me?"
"No. I agree with you, SHE at least should know, but I'll take care of it. Don't say anything, and I'll explain, in my own way," he said, shifting back to his normal form.

"Ok," Supergirl said, "but she wants me to meet with her tonight to discuss what I found out. I can't NOT go see her."
"Just lie to her. Tell her you didn't find anything, but that you were caught and you told on her."
"I'm not going to lie to her..."
"Fine, tell her you were caught, and then wave off any other questions and tell her Director Henshaw wishes to speak with her as soon as is convenient."

Two Hours Later...

"How'd it go, Kara? Did you..."
"I got caught."
"Oh? Did you learn anything, though?"
Kara waved it off.

"Director Henshaw wants to see you," she said.

"Fine, when?"

"As soon as convenient."

"Well. Ok then, thanks for the warning at least."
"Why do we share a last name, Alex?"
"I don't know, Kara," Alex said, "Who took you in when you arrived on Earth?"
"A Robert and Margaret Danvers. Do you know them?"
"Yes. My estranged aunt and uncle. I've never been very close, and I don't talk to them. My mom does, and she told me they'd adopted a little girl, I never got to meet her. That explains why the name Kara sounded so familiar," Alex said.

Kara leaned across the table and kissed Alex softly on the lips. Alex accepted the kiss, for a moment, but then Kara broke away, blushing furiously.

"God, I'm so sorry, Alex, why did I do that? I should just go."
Kara walked out, running her fingers through her hair as she panicked. Alex fumbled for her dart gun, and opened fire, knocking Kara out before she got to the door. Alex walked up to Kara and grimaced.

"I'm sorry, Kara, I just had to stop you," she said, knowing Kara couldn't hear her.
She picked up the alien girl and dragged her to the couch. She lifted her onto the couch. She kissed Kara on the forehead.

"I love you, Kara," she said quietly before kissing the younger woman again.

Note: I said they wouldn't be related in this story, even as foster sisters or anything, but I couldn't resist doing it this way. That makes them adoptive what? Cousins?

Anyway, hope everyone's enjoying the story, and I love y'all!

CatandKaraForever