Kara is exhausted, surprised that she managed to talk Alex and Hank into letting her return to Alex's apartment on her own for some down time. Now laying on her bed in the newly cleared out guest room in the apartment, she closes her eyes and drifts off. Her sleep is more meditative than restful on this planet. On Krypton, days are much shorter, so the sleep cycle is shorter as well. Compound that with the adjustment of traveling at warp speed for two thousand light years and you get a kind of jet lag that takes a week to shake.


"She's just tired Mom," Alex says as they enter the apartment.

"I can't believe that you didn't tell me that she was here and I had to see it on the news," Eliza exclaims. When she saw Alex talking to police on the news that morning she suspected that Kara had returned to Earth.

"Mom, she's been through alot and I was just letting her adjust on her own," Alex explains. "Wait here, I'll be right back."

Slowly Alex opens the bedroom door, "Kara?" she says softly. "Kara, my mom's here and she wants to see you," Alex adds.

Kara's eyes open and it takes her a minute to remember where she is. "Eliza is here, now?" She asks.

Alex nods and Kara swings around to sit up on the side of the bed. "She saw the news report and guessed that you were back. You are the only friendly alien we know," Alex teases.

"Kara?" Eliza calls from the doorway. "Oh my gosh, look how pretty you are!" she exclaims entering the room and wrapping her arms around the younger woman, whom she hasn't seen since she was an awkward teen.

"Eliza!" Kara responds, carefully returning the embrace.

"How are you feeling? Alex says they have you training to fight at the DEO," Eliza questions worriedly.

"I'm feel really great, just still adjusting to the longer days," Kara reminds her.

"Right, I've found that Earthlings returning from Krypton have an easier time adjusting to the time change on their return to earth. Our circadian sleep cycles reset when we're exposed to our sun and moon cycles," Eliza replies. "Does it work for you like that when you return to Krypton?" She asks.

"Uh, I think so. I haven't traveled intergalactically since the last time that I was here, so I'm not sure," Kara answers.

"Mom, why don't we go start dinner and let Kara freshen up after her nap," Alex suggests taking Eliza's hand and pulling her up from the bed.


"Kara just found out that I work for the DEO, so no Mom, I haven't told her yet about your job," Alex hisses as they stand in the kitchen.

"Why is my working for the government researching the effects of space travel on human beings going to be a big deal to Kara?" Eliza asks pulling the casserole dish down from the cupboard.

"Didn't you just treat the people from CATCO?" Alex challenges as she begins pulling the ingredients out of the fridge.

"Yes, they went to Krypton, of course I did. Did Kara meet them? Is that why she's here?" Eliza blurts out.

"I'll let her explain it, but yes, she met them," Alex replies as she begins setting everything on the counter.

Silently, Eliza begins helping her and they fall into their usual banter, disagreeing about whether ricotta cheese or cottage cheese is better.

Kara stops walking and stands in the middle of the living room, pausing just to listen to them bickering back and forth. When she first heard it, she could believe that Alex spoke to her mother this way, but now she understands and loves that they talk to each other this way. It's one of the things that she loves about being here. Krypton is so formal and stilted in comparison.

"Lasagna!" Kara exclaims a minute later as she enters the kitchen smiling brightly. "Alex, you are the best!"

"Sit down, you're not helping cook," Eliza says shooing Kara away and handing her a tall glass of water.

"I do live on my own now and can cook for myself," Kara points out.

"Mala doesn't cook?" Eliza asks concerned, noticing a slight sadness in Kara's eyes.

"No she doesn't cook, she barely eats and, uh, she moved out a few weeks ago," Kara replies before taking a nervous sip of her water.

"Kara, you can do so much better than that narcissistic..." Alex begins but a look from Eliza shuts her down. "Well, you deserve to be with someone who appreciates you," she says finishing with a sweet smile.

"Alex is right, Kara. You are such a beautiful person inside and out," Eliza says walking over to her and resting an arm around her shoulders.

"The two of you are really good for my ego," Kara jokes. "But then being on Earth being able to fly is pretty awesome too."

"Speaking of that, would you come by my lab and let me check you out?" Eliza asks.

"The DEO has been checking me out daily, Eliza. I don't think there's anything to worry about," Kara answers.

"I know, but I want to update my file on you. You're the only alien that I've known since puberty, I'd just like document your maturation process," she explains reaching an arm out to wrap Kara up in a slight hug.


"Uh, no actually I live here in National City now, didn't Alex tell you?" Eliza replies looking over at Alex confused.

"Mom, we just hadn't got around to that yet. She's only been here a couple of days," Alex exclaims.

"Well, I've taken on a government contract and I'm working at a lab just outside the city," Eliza says looking over at Alex, unsure of how much she should say.

"Mom works with the DEO now, she helps analyze the aliens that we've been capturing," Alex replies.

"How many escapees have the DEO captured Alex?" Kara asks suddenly concerned with where they are holding them.

"Just a handful, we don't have a lot of experience with them and each encounter results in us needing new techniques or equipment to capture and contain. Those Hellgrammites have a hell of a stinger," Alex points out.

"Alexandra, language!" Eliza exclaims teasing her as they all share the laugh.


"Kara what time is it? Why are you up already?" Alex stumbles out to the living room, curious and a little annoyed that Kara is watching tv at 4 am.

"Sorry, did I wake you? Shoot, I should have turned the sound down more," she says looking up from the tv. "I, uh found an old news program."

"You're watching Cat Grant's old talk show? I didn't even know that was still on?" Alex says rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "And why are you watching this?" She asks.

"I met her. On Krypton, I thought that she was just another tourist," Kara explains. "She sort of befriended me, but not as Cat Grant, she told me her name was Catherine Foster."

"Catherine Foster? Well, that is her real name, I think, but wait...Oh god, she was getting close to you to get the story?" Alex blurts out angrily.

"The Gazette is the only source of news in Argo City, so she was either trying to see what I knew or scoping out the competition," Kara points out.

"Kara, I'm sorry that she did that," Alex says pulling her in for a sisterly hug.

"The thing is, she was so nice," Kara admits.

"I've never heard anyone say that about her," Alex jokes releasing Kara from the hug. "I mean all of the tabloids call her a dragon lady and former employees write tell all books and she sues them."

"Do you think that I could go see her?" Kara asks.

"No, definitely not Kara. She isn't the person that you think she is. Here on earth, she's a ruthless business person and she'll just try to get an exclusive on you. Seeing her is a really bad idea," Alex points out.


"It's been a week and no one has gotten any closer to finding out who that mystery woman was last week," Cat lectures her staff at the morning editorial meeting. "I realize that being second or even third place is what most of you are used to, but I don't intend to get used to mediocrity. So all of you need to step up your game and get me an exclusive, I don't care if it's with an alien thug. Go. Get. Me. An. Alien!" she roars at them before storming out of the conference room.

"Ms Grant, I'm not sure our liability policy is going to cover the sort of injuries your people could get from tracking down hostile aliens for interviews?" Lucy Lane jokes as she enters the woman's office a short while later.

"No, then negotiate better coverage. I didn't bring the aliens here Lucy, they're here and they're newsworthy," Cat snaps.

"I've reached out to my father to see if he can secure an interview with one of the escapees that they've captured, but no one seems to be able to talk to it," Lucy explains.

"Hmm, that is a problem that I hadn't considered. When I was on Krypton, most of them spoke English," Cat points out.

"Kryptonians have a knack for languages," Lucy replies without thinking.

"Lucy?" Cat drops her pen and takes off her glasses to better apprise her legal counsel. "How do you know so much about Kryptonians?" She asks.

"I, uh, I studied them in college, sort of. I was going to go into intergalactical law, but then my father found out and he's anti-alien, so I switched my focus back to international law," Lucy explains.

"That was almost interesting," Cat replies picking up her pen and returning to the report that she was analyzing.

"Cat, didn't you say that you met a Kryptonian journalist? Maybe you could persuade her to visit and help you with the interviews," Lucy suggests.

"I doubt that she would help us, you're forgetting that everyone on Krypton thinks that we hacked into their government's system and stole documents," Cat reminds her.

"And you don't think that the one media outlet there doesn't know what actually happened?" Lucy challenges.

"Lucy, both of Kara's parents are government officials, even if she knows the truth, I'm sure that she would never print it, which is also why we're not asking her to help," Cat points out.


"Kara, come on. You make us late every morning," Alex says knocking on the bathroom door.

"Leave without me and I'll fly in this morning," Kara replies hopefully.

Looking at her watch, Alex considers it. If she leaves now, she'll have time to stop for decent coffee. "You promise to fly high so no one sees you?" Alex asks.

"Of course, I'll probably beat you there," Kara jokes through the door.

"Be careful, I'll see you there," Alex says turning to leave.


Flying high over the city and out towards the ocean, Kara relishes the freedom of being in the air on her own without Hank beside her giving her tips on how to go faster, further and stronger. Keeping an eye on the coast line, Kara is about to change direction when she hears a cry for help. Slowing down, she hovers a moment and searches below her. There is a young boy in a small fishing boat crying out for help on a broken radio.

Kara goes down to the boat to check on him, "What happened?" She asks.

"The engine quit and my dad's gonna kill me," the boy exclaims in awe of the woman floating in the air.

Kara lands on the boat softly, then goes over to the engine compartment and tinkers with it a moment, "You're out of fuel," she points out.

"No, the gauge says half full," the boy argues.

Kara looks at the gauge, then looks through the boat with her x-ray vision, there's something in the fuel compartment, but it isn't fuel. "Whose boat is this?" She asks the boy.

"Um, I sort of borrowed it so I could go fishing," he admits.

"I think that you've borrowed the wrong boat for fishing," Kara replies hearing another boat approaching.

"There it is," one man yells pointing at the boat.

Kara here's the click of the gun and grabs the boy, wrapping her cape around them as gunfire erupts around them. She launches them up into the air and flies off. In a few minutes they are out of range of the gunfire and Kara begins to wonder what she should do with the boy. Spotting a police car below, she swoops down a few feet away and the car stops immediately.

"Ma'am, let the child go," the first cop says stepping carefully out of the car as his partner does the same. Both draw their weapons.

"Don't shoot. She saved me," the boy calls out putting his arms out to shield her.

"He was stranded on a boat, I was just bringing him to safety," Kara explains. "Perhaps you gentlemen can take it from here?" She asks before bolting up into the sky and disappearing.

"Who was that kid? Did she tell you her name?" The first officer asks.


"Another appearance of the Alien Angel, this time she rescued a young man from a boat at sea," the newscaster begins.

"Emily, get everyone in here now!" Cat roars at her assistant as she begins pacing in front of her desk.

A few minutes later Cat is still pacing in front of her desk, but now the room is full.

"Okay, so perhaps I wasn't clear before. I realize that KTBS got the jump on us this time, this story all but landed in their newsroom, but they're still not getting much of a story. She is our ticket out of mediocrity. That girl is a hero, our hero. She is SuperGirl!" Cat says enthusiastically and proud that she's named the hero.

"No more referencing her as the Alien Angel. Now that I've branded her as SuperGirl, the hero of National City. Now who is going to get me a clear photo of SuperGirl that I can build a story around?" Cat explains, glancing around the group of photographers, then sighing disappointedly at them.

The idea still developing in her mind as she talks, she turns to look at her team of reporters. She spots her best one scribbling furiously on a pad of paper, encouraged Cat walks up to stand in front of him.

"I'm in the middle of that piece on Luthor Corps latest corruption case," Nick replies flustered, knowing that he can't really say no to Ms Grant.

"Drop it, we both know that Lex Luthor will corrupt another government official soon, but who knows when we'll get another do-gooder alien," Cat points out angrily.

"Look, how do you know that she's an alien and just because she rescued a couple of people, that doesn't mean she is a super hero?" Farrow asks.

"She can fly and, according to that child, she is also bulletproof," Cat replies glaring around the room daring anyone else to challenge her. "And she's put herself in danger twice that we know of, so I'd say that makes her an alien and a superhero," she adds sharply.

"Why don't I take a few trips with the traffic team and see if we get lucky, I am the best photographer here," James reminds her.

"I'm not opposed to you out in the field with a camera," she remarks as Winn enters her office with a laptop.

"Ms Grant, uh, I think that you're going to want to see this," he says nervously.

"You found footage of the alien? Of SuperGirl?" Cat asks curiously.

"Yeah, but I think you'll want to look at it first," he says eyeing the reporters in the room.

"Hmm," Cat looks at him carefully, then shoos everyone out of the office.

James follows them and shuts the door before returning to Cat's desk.

"It's her," Winn says cuing up the video and pointing at the screen.

"It's her, who?" James asks as the screen closes in on Kara's face. "Wait, isn't that?"

The media mogul nods staring intently at the screen. "Kara Zor-El, what the hell are you doing here on Earth?" Cat asks the image out loud.