Author: Ashley

Title: Losing Your Inhibitions

Rating: M - Mature

Part: 8/16

Pairing: Mon-El and Kara Danvers (Zor-El)

Word Count (Chapter): 1,420

Summary: "He'd made it to the DEO in record time. Only the overnight agents were still in; the shift changeover starting at 7:00am. He barely acknowledged any of them, only smiling sweetly at the ones who greeted him directly. He didn't want to draw attention from anyone. He didn't want to seem off or strange. He didn't want to get caught and have to be 'spoken to'. Besides, being sneaky about it was all part of the fun." - Mon-El comes across an object that effects him in the same way that Red Kryptonite effects Kara. What kind of trouble can he get himself (and Kara) into?

Disclaimer: I don't own Supergirl, DC Comics or anything related to such things. The ideas, dialogue and plot points were inspired by the show, but they are my own. Plagiarism isn't nice. Please don't steal my ideas.

A/N: Hello, hello!

Sorry about the long wait (again). Work's been draining, been busy trying to do some house reorganization and I've been watching too much TV in my downtime instead of writing tbh. I promise to try harder to post the next chapter within a week (keyword being try xD).

With this chapter, I'd like to take a quick second to defend Mon-El and say that he is acting VERY out of character here, thanks to the red substance that has affected him. I personally don't think that he would ever do this, BUT that red rock is making him do bad things...

Chapter Eight: "I think something's wrong with Mon-El."

Tuesday

His eyes slid open and he blinked against the bright morning sun shining through the windows of the loft. His head turned to look down at his watch. 5:48am. Early enough that Kara would likely remain asleep for a good hour at a minimum. He slid his arms from her body, his thigh slipping from where it sat between hers all night and he backed away. She groaned lightly as she shifted, flipping onto her stomach, her arms sliding underneath her pillow. He snuck out of their bed and sped into his clothes.

Yeah, he said he was going to go to that store and pay for those clothes he stole yesterday, but clearly that wasn't happening. He had other plans for today. Plans that he should have thought of following through with a long time ago.

He looked over at Kara, her phone lying on the table next to her bed, directly in front of her alarm clock. He smirked as he grabbed her phone, flipping her ringer to silent before dropping it quietly back on the table. He was about to step away before he changed his mind, turned back and unplugged her alarm clock for good measure before plugging it back in and backing up. He grinned as the numbers on the clock flashed 12:00am repeatedly. That would give him some extra time. And if she were late, she'd be too busy panicking to wonder for long about where he'd gone.

He sped out of the apartment, carefully closing the door behind him, making sure not to wake her as he snuck off.

He'd made it to the DEO in record time. Only the overnight agents were still in; the shift changeover starting at 7:00am. He barely acknowledged any of them, only smiling sweetly at the ones who greeted him directly. He didn't want to draw attention from anyone. He didn't want to seem off or strange. He didn't want to get caught and have to be "spoken to". Besides, being sneaky about it was all part of the fun.

He snuck into the storage room in the basement, opening and then closing the door quietly behind him. He flicked the light on before choosing to turn it off, using his phone as a flashlight instead. He'd draw less attention from passersby that way, nobody being able to notice the light as easily.

His eyes scanned the shelves. He never came down here so he didn't really know where he was supposed to be looking. He tried to find an organizational pattern amongst the items stored, his eyes flicking from label to label on the edges of the shelving units.

He knew it was down here.

He knew they had kept some.

He'd heard them talk about it before.

Red Kryptonite.

He'd heard the agents talk about how dangerous it was. How it had affected Kara in strange ways in the past. How it had changed her.

She was so stuck up lately; constantly interfering with his fun. Maybe a little push to the dark side would be good for her. At a minimum, it would be good for him.

He stopped moving, his fingers resting on the label.

RK.

That's all it said. His hand stroked across the bolded capital letters. That had to be it, right?

Red Kryptonite.

He opened the bin sitting above the label, his eyes peeking inside. There was a small box in it; it looked like it was formed out of lead. He pulled it from the bin and opened the small latch, flipping open the cover.

And there it was.

A tiny piece of Red Kryptonite.

The fragment was so small, but small was all that he wanted. Small was all that he needed. He just need that little bit to tip her over the edge and onto his side; the fun side, the adventurous side. He had a plan for the day, and this would work perfectly.

He slipped the red rock into his jacket pocket before ducking out of the storage room and the DEO.

"Nothing is wrong with me," he said bluntly as she stared up at him.

"You're acting strange, Mon-El. There's obviously something wrong. Why won't you let me help you?" She pleaded, her hands grabbing at his cheeks and forcing him to look at her.

His eyes lit up red; so bright, glowing. The veins along his cheeks started to glow the same red. She furrowed her eyebrows at him.

"What's wrong with your face? Why won't you let me help you?" she repeated.

He smirked at her, his face dark. "Don't you remember what it feels like, Kara? Losing your inhibitions? Being free?"

She shook her head, "I don't understand…"

"You don't remember, Kara? The rush? The excitement? The fun?"

"Mon-El?"

Kara suddenly woke up, her body springing upright, "Mon-El!" she shouted, her hand flying to her chest, her heart pounding within it. And then it hit her; like a train at full speed coming down the track.

Red Kryptonite! That glow that she kept seeing fluttering across the veins of Mon-El's face reminded her of Red Kryptonite!

It couldn't be her imagination. That glowing red that kept flickering through his irises had the same sparkle as the dangerous rock did. She knew that even though she'd never seen it before in her own eyes, the idea and the look of it rang familiar.

She looked down at the bed next to her. The empty bed. Oh no. If Mon-El was affected by Red Kryptonite, she needed to find him. She needed to help him. She needed to-

Wait.

Red Kryptonite?

Mon-El wasn't allergic to Kryptonite. Kryptonite didn't affect him at all. This didn't make any sense. He wasn't Kryptonian. The rocks wouldn't do anything to him.

Well, they shouldn't do anything to him.

But he was acting like he was infected by Red Kryptonite. He was acting so needy these past few days, constantly on edge and demanding. She just couldn't place it before. Maybe there was something else on this planet that they hadn't discovered yet that affected him in the same way that Red Kryptonite affected her?

Her eyes searched the apartment. He didn't come running when she'd called out his name upon waking, so chances were he wasn't anywhere close by. Her eyes fell to the alarm clock by her bed, the red numbers flashing and blinking 12:00am. She furrowed her eyebrows before pressing the button on her phone. Her alarm was going off…as it had been for over an hour, the ringer silent.

9:36am

Her eyes widened as she flung herself out of bed. Did the power in the building go off? She'd forgotten to turn her ringer back on last night? She couldn't even remember turning it off! She was such a morning person, she should have woken up regardless. She must have been really tired and if that alarm didn't go off…

Never mind. Not important now.

She shook her head as she spun through her regular morning routine and flew over to CatCo as fast as she could. She snuck in, pretending that she'd been there for the last half hour as she quickly got to work at her desk. As soon as she'd felt that she'd done enough work to make up for her tardiness, she fished her cell phone out of her purse and dialed Alex.

She waited as the phone rang. And rang. And rang.

That was weird. Alex always answered her phone. She cringed. Unless she forgot it at home. Or maybe she was just busy on the job. Or maybe she just put it down somewhere at the DEO. She sighed. Well, not like she knew what was going on with Mon-El yet anyway. She'd just drop into the DEO on her lunch break and see if they could come up with an explanation together.

Alex's voice came on the line, monotone in her ear and clearly a pre-recorded message.

"This is Alex. Sorry I missed your call. Leave your name and number and I'll call you back."

Kara huffed before a long beep rang through her ear.

"Hey, Alex," she started. "I don't know if you have your phone on you or what, but," she paused for a moment. "I think something's wrong with Mon-El. Call me when you can, but I'll just come and see you on my lunch break and try to fill you in. Love you, bye."

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