"Kara, come on. You have to come out of that closet." Lena sighed. She was pacing back and forth in her bedroom, in front of the closet where Kara, Supergirl ladies and gentleman, had barricaded herself in and refused to come out. It was ridiculous, childish… Adorable. Lena snapped that last one clear out of her mind, because really she was trying to sound cross. The sad reality, however, was that if Kara didn't want to come out of the closet there was nothing that Lena could do.

"No!" came the voice of Kara from behind the door, only slightly muffled.

"Kara, we have to leave really soon if we're going to make our reservations." Lena retorted, sighing softly as she leaned herself against the closet door. If only they'd gone to Kara's place… Her closet would have been too small for her to remain comfortably hiding in it.

"I don't like Chinese food!" Kara responded.

Lena actually chuckled at that. "That is such a fat lie, and you know it!" Then she sighed again because she was no closer to prompting Kara out of the closet. This was an important event too. They'd planned this for weeks. Kara had finally decided that she was ready to come out to her family. Alex already knew, but several of her friends didn't. Neither did her mother. Neither did Clark and Lois, who would also be at dinner. If they hadn't planned this so long ago, Lena would probably be fine cancelling, but so many people had arranged to be there…"Please just come out of the closet!"

Kara was worried, though it went without saying. She knew everyone would accept it, logically. It wasn't just Kara that would be coming out it would be Supergirl as well. Would Clark approve of her parading around with their family's coat of arms on her chest as a gay woman? Would Alex accuse her of stealing her thunder…? No, that was ridiculous. Alex already knew and was the most supportive of all. Logic wasn't winning out though. "I can't!" Kara cried out.

"Kara, please, you're being ridiculous!"

"Do you hear that, darling…?" Lena said, voice rising in tone as though she were worried. "I think that's… I think someone is calling for help!"

The door to Lena's closet slid open, though just a little. Lena could just barely make out a brilliantly blue eye peeking out from the darkness. "There is…?" she inquired, brow furrowing suspiciously.

"Yes, there's definitely someone who needs help."

"Where?"

"It's me! I need you to come out of the freaking closet!" She followed it with a long, long groan. "Please!"

"Lena, I can't… What if everyone hates Supergirl? What if people get mad at me?"

"Kara…" Lena paused, trying to find the best way to voice what she was feeling. 'Are you worried to do this because you're embarrassed of me? Is it my name, or…?"

The reaction was superhumanly fast. "No, what!? Rao, no!" Kara sounded desperate for Lena to understand, and she shoved the door open faster than intended and threw it off its wheels. She winced, but moved to Lena, hoping to deal with the door later. She pulled Lena into a hug. "I'm just worried. I'm not ashamed, I'm proud of who I am, I just… It's not easy. Also, Alex already did this, so I feel like I'm copying her."

Lena giggled. "Kara, sweetie, you can't copy someone's sexuality… Everyone will love you, as much as they always have. Everyone will love Supergirl… If anything you might even inspire a lot of women."

"You really think so…?" Kara was biting her lip.

"Absolutely."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now… Do you think you can make it to dinner?" Lena smiled, pressing a soft kiss to Kara's forehead.

"Up, up and away."