CHAPTER SIX: 'I'm Kinda Like, The Alfred To Your Batman'
IT WAS A BRAND NEW DAY, and Kara swivelled in her new chair at her office. She tapped her fingers on the desk and blew raspberries. She had no idea what she was doing.
What on earth was her job?
Kara sighed, as she laid her head on the table, feeling useless. She tried to figure out a path for her career by doing one of Buzzfeed's quizzes, only to get completely shut down by Cat when she said she wanted to be a marketer, as predicted by said quiz.
"You did a quiz to predict your future career?" Cat deadpanned from behind her desk.
Kara nodded, "yup, and marketing seems like the brightest place for me to be in."
"Kiera that's…" Wonderful? Amazing? Kara hoped, her smile growing, "pathetic." Her smiled dropped.
"Find out what you really want, Kiera. Don't let some idiotic test of, 'pick out what food you'd prefer and we'll tell you what your dream job is' determine your profession." Cat scolded, "now get out of my office, the thought of your stupidity in doing that is giving me a headache."
And so, here Kara was. Sitting in her own office, doing absolutely nothing after three hours of searching the web for jobs that would interest her. Until—
Clark: Hey, cousin :)
Kara smiled at the notification. Her cousin Clark was her only remaining family that kept in touch with her from Metropolis City.
Kara: Clark, your timing couldn't get any better.
Clark: Haha, I do try. Everything okay?
Kara: Everything is okay, I guess. Except, I don't know what to do with my life.
Clark: Oh, midlife crisis?
Kara: My boss promoted me.
Clark: Congratulations :)
Kara: Thank you :) but, my promotion is…to nothing! I have to 'figure it out.'
Clark: I'm not much of a life coach, but do what makes you happy.
Kara sighed at that one, letting out a small laugh. Although she appreciated the advice, it didn't seem to help.
Kara: That's a lot of cheesiness, Kent.
Clark: If it helps Danvers, journalism makes me happy.
Kara bit her lip in contemplation. Journalism, she thought, that may not be a bad idea. It seemed as though Clark's advice helped after all.
Another woman within the city was sitting at her office, not quite focused on the tasks set for the day. Sam sat at her desk typing away, but often, her thoughts strayed upon different paths that all led to the same question: where is Lena Luthor?
Her eyes turned away from the screen to a photo of herself and her daughter, Ruby sitting on her desk and rubbed her wrist absentmindedly. It was now bandaged and hidden under the sleeve of her blazer.
She couldn't help but question whether Lena was going to stay around or go on the run again. Either way, Sam knew she'd always be there for her friend, no matter what.
"Miss Arias?" A knock on the door was heard, and Sam cleared her throat.
"Come in, Jess." Sam called to her assistant. The door opened and Jess entered.
"There's a Lena Luthor here to see you." The woman said and Sam stood up immediately.
"Thank you, Jess. Send her in." Sam nodded her approval. Before Jess left her office, Sam instructed her with one last request. "Jess? Ensure that Miss Luthor is able to come by anytime. No appointment needed." Jess left her office with a nod.
Shortly after, Lena wandered into her office awkwardly. The usual grace and confidence she exerted was gone and was now masked with uncomfortability.
"Lena." Sam sighed with relief, before she hugged her. Lena went stiff for a moment, before relaxing into the hug, thankful for the Sam's concern.
"Sam." Lena greeted, a curt nod to it. "I want to apologise again for last night." The vampire spoke and Sam shook her head.
"Lena you know it's fine, right?" Sam said genuinely. "I'd rather it be me than, another person." Sam admitted quietly.
Lena shook her head at that, "it shouldn't have to be you, Sam." Lena said, "what kind of friend would I be to do that to you?"
"And what kind of friend would I be if I let you feel more guilt, more pain, if you killed someone last night?" Sam asked. "When I know I can stop that by letting you feed from me."
"I might hurt you, Sam." Lena admitted, fear lacing her tone.
It was then that Sam pulled her friend into a tighter hug than the last. "I know you won't." The human rubbing her friends' back soothingly.
As much as Lena hated to agree with her friend, she was right. It still made her feel guilty, knowing she had to essentially live off her but she had to trust herself to not hurt Sam or anyone else.
"Thank you." Lena breathed out, her heart pouring with gratitude for being fortunate enough to have met such a loyal and understanding friend. "For all you've done for me, Sam. I promise that nothing will ever harm you or Ruby for as long as I live."
Sam smiled at Lena's oath, something she knew the girl would uphold. "Alright, enough. You're going to make me cry." Sam pulled out of the hug. "Thank you."
Lena smiled, before shaking off her tears. "Want to go furniture shopping with me?" Lena asked, changing the subject and atmosphere.
"I thought you'd never ask."
Sam finished her day early, ensuring that all her work was completed before she could leave Arias Corp. This meant managing data, running tests on new technology and making sure all requests from other departments were approved by her.
She strolled next to Lena, looking at the beds lined up ready for sale. "Do you even need a bed?" Sam wondered, "I mean, do you even need sleep?" She asked in a hushed tone.
Lena laughed at that, "technically, I don't need to sleep the recommended amount of hours humans need. But a couple of hours will do me just fine." The green eyed vampire explained, as she sat on one of the beds, feeling it's comfort.
"You're doing it wrong." Sam commented.
"Doing what wrong?" Lena asked innocently.
Sam sighed playfully. It was entertaining to have a vampire friend. Although Lena was wise beyond years, her innocence and naivety of changing trends and 'street' knowledge was quite adorable.
Sam sat on the other side of the bed, and laid down. She looked at Lena expectantly, until the vampire reluctantly laid down next her.
"Now, is this the one? Or do we need to go and find some coffins?" Sam joked and Lena nudged her playfully.
"This will do." Lena said, as she got up.
The day went by quickly, as Sam and Lena managed to buy most of the furniture needed for Lena's new apartment. It was efficient and fast. Lena wasn't too picky with the furniture she chose. As long as the colours matched, she was fine with it all.
Now, the two sat down for a late lunch, Sam was internally thankful that Ruby had to be at school to rehearse for the Spring Play.
"I've been meaning to ask you," Lena began, sipping lightly on her coffee. "What is it about Alex Danvers that has me so… rattled?"
Sam chuckled at that, "well she's usually protective over Kara so that's one thing for sure."
"I'm not afraid of her threats to me if I hurt Kara." Lena said, hoping it'd never come to that. "I'm just weary that she knows."
Sam stopped chewing, "what like she knows knows?"
Lena nodded.
"Well, no one knows what she does at all." Sam admitted. "Some government job, is all she says. It's confidential."
Lena narrowed her eyes at that and nodded thoughtfully. "Sam, can I ask for a favour?"
"Anything."
"I need you to keep an eye on Alex." Lena stated. "If I'm correct, she could be a threat."
"Why? What are you assuming?" Sam asked, now intrigued. "I mean, of course I'll watch her for you but, why?"
Lena sighed, as she played around with her club sandwich. "Years ago, many vampire clans made enemies. Some of which were—"
"Oh my god, don't tell me Alex is a werewolf."
"What? No! Sam, werewolves don't exist. Vampire hunters were our enemies." Lena explained.
"Ohh…" Sam drawled out, her mouth shaped in an 'o.'
"The Luthor Clan ensured that all vampire hunters went extinct. That's what made our clan so well respected by others. We did them the favour of eliminating the threat. Lex did most of the killing, anyway." Lena said, a bit of hatred ignited in her at the thought of her mother turning Lex into a killing machine. "But I assume, vampire hunters have made a comeback."
"How can you be so sure?" Sam asked.
"No one batted an eye when I mentioned my last name. But Alex? She choked on her beer the minute the name escaped my lips." Lena said, "not to mention her complete avoidance and that I may or may not have overheard her conversation about me with her girlfriend."
"What'd she say?" Sam asked before taking another bite out of her pasta.
"That 'something was off about me'" Lena mimicked Kara's bunny ear expression with her fingers, smiling a little at the thought of the girl.
"Well, that could mean anything, right?"
"It could." Lena agreed, "but I'd rather be safe than sorry."
Sam nodded, "yeah I'll see if she knows anything. This is so cool. I'm kinda like, the Alfred to your Batman."
"My what?"
Sam dropped her fork onto her plate. "You've never seen Batman?"
"Do I look cultured to you?" Lena asked, an amused smirk on her face grew when she saw Sam's utter shock.
Sam scoffed, "I mean, you did travel the world like, a billion times."
"Touché." Lena said with a shrug of her shoulders. "But no, I have no idea who Batman is."