Eliza left the room to go check on her husband after the emotional onslaught Kara had just delivered. She wanted so badly to be there for her daughter in her time of need, but she had Alex and J'onn, while her husband didn't have anyone.

J'onn silently squeezed Kara's hand, and patted Alex's shoulder, before gracefully excusing himself from the tension-filled room. He needed to leave the sisters to figure this out on their own.

Alex just sat staring at her little sister, dumbfounded. She had never had an outburst like this before, and for the first person to be their father... Alex didn't know how to feel. She didn't know what to do. How to react.

Kara just looked back at Alex. "Alex, I don't want you to be angry with me like last time. We all know how horribly that ended. But I just can't stand by him right now. I don't know how you can still trust him. He has Cadmus tech literally embedded into him, and we're just letting him roam free around the DEO. I can't just trust him like I used to, especially after what he did to you."

Her older sister looked torn. Kara made valid points, and Alex could acknowledge the truth in all of them. But it was her father they were talking about. Her own father. When Kara distrusted him at the start of all this, Alex ended up being right in the long run. Jeremiah hadn't been doing or saying anything he did intentionally to hurt them, he had done it to help.

"Kara, however messed up his means of execution were, his intentions were pure. He didn't mean to hurt us, he didn't mean anything he said. And since we've been back, Jeremiah has let us do whatever we needed to ensure his loyalty. J'onn even scanned through his brain. If he couldn't find anything reading his mind, that means Dad isn't hiding anything from us. I know it may be hard to accept it, but I think you should take it easy on him."

Kara shook her head. "You don't understand, Alex. You don't know what it's like to see your big sister, your best friend, lying on the floor on the brink of death, because of something her own father did to her. Someone who was supposed to be a father to both of us. He almost killed you. Why can't you understand that? No matter how good his intentions were, if he had killed you, they wouldn't have mattered, would they? If you had died, no one would have cared whether he meant to kill you or not. And you seem to be so blinded by your familial loyalty that you can't seem to see how dangerous he was, and frankly, how dangerous he still is."

Alex was angered. "You. Have. No. Right. To tell me that I don't understand. That I don't understand what it feels like to watch my best friend and sister dying on the floor in front of me. If anything, you don't understand. Do you know how many times I have walked into a room and seen you on the edge of death? How many times I've had to wait in this very room for you to just wake up, praying and praying that you'll keep breathing? How many times I've thought of what it would be like if you died? Because it seems to me that you are the one who really doesn't understand.

My so called familial loyalty which you treat as such a bad thing is the reason you are alive, Kara. I always come after you when you're in danger, when you're in trouble. I always am the one to help you back from the brink of death, only for you to do some stupid heroic thing and throw your life away again. You told Dad that you'd lay down your life for me and that you'd gladly die for me. Have you ever considered what that would do to me? To know you died in place of me? That would ruin me. You don't get to walk around saying that kind of thing, and then get mad at me for having familial loyalty, Kara."

That made her little sister stop in her tracks. "Alex... I'm sorry. I guess I'm still wound up from everything that has happened. I was mad at Jeremiah, but you know, I think it was justifiable anger. I was mad, and rightfully so. I'm not just going to forgive him because you tell me to. You haven't seen what I have, you don't know. I refuse to blindly put my faith in him, when he hasn't done anything to prove his allegiances. He has been with Cadmus for who knows how long? He comes back with a perfect cover story, in a brave flash of heroism, and swoops in to save the day. It just feels too coincidental to me."

Alex wasn't done. She was angry that her sister wasn't showing Jeremiah the same loyalty that she had for herself and Eliza. It wasn't fair that one member of the family was being alienated, simply because he did the wrong things for the right reasons.

"You are so full of it right now, Kara. Listen to yourself! You won't trust Dad because he was with Cadmus? Because he hasn't done anything to prove himself? That is so hypocritical coming from you, that I almost can't even believe it. How about Hunter? He was with Cadmus his whole. Life. And the first opportunity you had, you jumped at. You put all your faith in him, put our lives in his hands. What makes him different from your own father? The man who took you in? The man who offered to go in place of you all those years back with Cadmus, to protect you? Why would you trust Hunter and you can't trust Dad?

I told you that having you die in place of me is not something I would have wanted. I told you I wouldn't know how to feel, what to do with myself. But who am I to tell that to you? After all, little mister Golden Boy Hunter died for you. Maybe you were right to trust him. I wonder... If Dad had been the one to take that bullet, would you have faith in him then? If he had died so you wouldn't have to? Just like Hunter?"

A flash of hurt came across her little sister's eyes. Alex saw it and realized what she had said. What she had done. That she had just used Hunter's death and thrown it back in her sister's face. That she had taken Hunter's sacrifice for Kara and used it against her, when she was already hurting because of it.

She opened her mouth to apologize, but it was too late. Kara looked away, unable to even look at her sister. Alex could see the tears streaming down her little sister's face, and she immediately regretted everything she had said. Alex reached over to comfort her sister, to apologize, but Kara jerked away.

"Get out."

"Kara, I-"

"Get. Out."

This time, a flash of pain went across Alex's eyes. She nodded and silently stood up, tears rolling down her own face. Alex walked towards the door dejectedly, wondering how she could have screwed that up so horribly. She turned around and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

Then she went the rest of the way and left the room. Once she left she slid her back down against a wall and sobbed on the floor, amazed that she could mess it up so badly for a second time.

And she wasn't even drunk this time.

She wondered if Kara could ever forgive her.

She wondered if she could ever forgive herself for what she had just done.