One minute she was attempting to make the current humiliation of making her girlfriend accompany her outside so she could use the restroom a little less mortifying the next Kelly was yelling for her to come back after a terrified Alex takes off at an all-out sprint with a panicked yelp at the too loud crack of lightning overhead from the oncoming storm.

It wasn't bad enough Alex was currently trapped in the body of at best an eight-week-old puppy the breed of which they had yet to actually narrow down considering Alex wasn't about to hold still long enough for them to try. Not even allowing Kara to hold her during the attempt. Even when Alex had been able to keep most of her more human mind after the change from woman to animal, she still had gaps of time when her more puppy-like qualities would rear up in the short time since the initial attack that had rendered her out of commission in a fight unless it involved attacking someone's ankle with sharp puppy teeth.

An attack she was growing more and more ashamed of once she'd come back to herself considering Kelly was often on the receiving end of her puppy-sized attack. A few times Alex's current set of teeth breaking the delicate skin of her girlfriend's ankle when she'd bite hard enough through the barrier of Kelly's pant leg.

Alex's panicked race toward someone or someplace safe came to an abrupt end when she collided in a tumbled mess of paws and wet fur when she and another pup the same age range as she was bowled into her from the opposite direction.

The pair barely regained their unsteady footing and quickly sized the other up before the second pup was scrambling off once more, frightened by another crack of lightning from above.

Alex was about to chase after the actual young pup when a pair of warm, gentle and soft hands wrap around her small form scooping her up from the hard rain-soaked pavement with a low scold of "Don't you ever do that again." As the startled human in a puppy's body was tucked inside a rain-splattered leather jacket and carried a few steps away from the spot she'd run into that scared other pup.

It's only after she'd shaken some of the rain from her head and peeked around her rescuer's protective arms that Alex realized it wasn't Kelly that had picked her up.

She could see at least the hazy outline of her girlfriend farther down the block also now holding a shaking bundle in her arms that Alex could only guess Kelly thinks was her as Alex herself was given another light kiss against her head and a whispered "I'm so glade you're alright" as Alex can only watch in a frozen panic thanks to the more puppy side of her new form having the rains as it were as Kelly and a puppy that wasn't her hurried off back the way she'd originally come while she was stuck in the arms of a stranger.

"Let's have a look at you."

Alex whimpered when the harsh light of a cell phone flashlight was shined into her eyes.

"Sorry." The one holding her apologized through the rain before the light was lowered to a more tolerable brightness while still allowing the human to get a better look at the rain-soaked puppy that was Alex Danvers. "Well, nothing seems broken." The soft voice determines "but let's get you out of the rain and the scariness before we rule anything out complete huh?"

It was the playful giggle at the end of the soft-spoken question that had she been human would have left Alex slack-jawed. "and maybe let's not run off in the middle of a rainstorm." The human suggests carefully adjusting her hold on the small puppy-sized woman earning a grateful sight from Alex at the added warmth it brings against her rain-soaked fur. "I know it's loud and really scary but, you really scared me."

Alex does let out an apologetically saddened whine at the pained edge of the confession as a worried Maggie Sawyer ducked her head against the new attack of rain as she cradled Alex's puppy self even more securely inside her jacket as she hurried back down the sidewalk.

"Well, this is going to be fun to explain." Alex thinks with a tired yawn as she snuggled more against the crook of Maggie's arm as she allows herself to be carried in the wrong direction back down the sidewalk.