Capítulo 56: 56. Kara VS Maggie
“Kara?” Amy squeaked. “You’re Supergirl?”
The reporter awkwardly adjusted her glasses and took a deep breath. “You got me.”
“Cool,” the chef said, a little dazed.
Kara relaxed a smidge. At least Amy wasn’t an alien hater.
Re-examining the kids, Amy repeated, “Cool.”
The twins giggled. “Is that all you have to say?”
Amy shrugged. “Are we still on for dinner?”
“I hope so, I’ve been looking forward to this all day, and it smells soooo good in here!” Kara replied, taking her coat off.
“OK, chicken’s baking,” Amy told her. “And now we make noodles!”
“To the noodles!” Jessie cheered, skipping toward the kitchen.
Amy showed them all how to roll out the dough and cut it to size. Kara wasn’t quite as dainty with the flour as Jamie, but she was close. Amy shook her head and laughed to herself. Kara was a mystery. The nitty gritty Supergirl was afraid to get a little dust on her pretty dress? How did that work?
When they were nearly finished, the doorbell rang again. Amy left the girls and Kara to answer it. This time it was Alex. The agent smiled at her as she stepped inside. “How’d it go?”
“Great,” Amy answered. “We’ve been having a blast.” She lead Alex to the kitchen.
“Hi, Angel. Hello, my babies,” the agent kissed all three of them, cringing a little when Jessie gave her a big dusty hug. She brushed the flour off her brown leather jacket, but didn’t say anything about it. “So, how many of our secrets have you kids let slip today?”
“It wasn’t us!” Jessie denied. “Mama did it!”
Alex crossed her arms over her chest. “Kara! What did you do?”
The reporter pouted. “I didn’t mean to!”
“Didn’t mean to what?” Alex demanded.
“I didn’t mean for Amy to figure out that I was Supergirl?"
Alex closed her eyes and tried to breathe slowly. She didn’t want to explode in front of Amy, but her heart was in her throat. Her jaw was clenched so hard it almost hurt. “Really?” she spat through her teeth.
“It was an accident!” Kara whined. She quickly explained what had happened, and how Amy realized her secret.
Alex swallowed around the lump in her throat. The Kryptonian didn’t seem to be bothered in the least, but Alex was internally panicking. She turned to the metahuman, her eyes pleading. “Amy, I am begging you, please, please, don’t tell anyone about this. Please.”
Amy placed her hand on Alex’s shoulder, “Alex, you have my word. Your secrets are safe with me. I don’t really want my secrets out there, either. We’ll have to trust each other. Can you do that?” She offered her hand out, and Alex shook it.
“I’ll try,” the agent agreed.
The doorbell rang again. This time it was Lena. The CEO looked extraordinary as always, and Amy had to remind herself that these women were taken, and not to be fawned over. However beautiful they all might be, it was hands off. Once again, they went through the confession of the reveal of Supergirl. Lena was just as upset as Alex. Again, Amy tried to reassure them that she could be trusted. She hoped she was successful.
By now, the twins had finished cutting all the pasta, and the water was boiling, ready to cook it, but Amy really wanted to wait for Maggie before she fed everyone. She ushered the group into the dining room and passed out some sparkling grape juice to go with dinner. It was almost seven by the time Maggie showed up. The detective looked less than happy when she appeared at the door. “Are you OK?” Amy asked.
Maggie shrugged. “I guess.” She followed the chef into the dining room and sat down without a word.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Kara tried to stroke Maggie’s hair, but the detective swatted her away with a glare.
“Don’t touch me.”
Kara nearly burst into tears, but was able to just barely keep them at bay. “Sorry!”
The air in the room crackled with hostility and awkwardness. “Um,” Amy muttered. “I’m gonna go get the pasta in the water.” She snuck silently back toward the kitchen, but she couldn’t exactly hide because there were no walls between them. She busied herself with the pasta to give the gang a minute to regroup.
“Is this because Amy found out about me being Supergirl?” Kara asked nervously.
Maggie’s eyes nearly bugged out of her head. “She did what?! God dammit, Kara!”
“It was an accident!” Kara swore.
Maggie dropped her head into her hands. “Jesus fucking Christ,” she muttered.
“I’m sorry!” Kara pouted. “But I believe we can trust Amy, OK?”
“Sure. Fine. Whatever,” Maggie huffed. “You’re gonna do whatever you want to do anyway, so what does it matter what anyone else thinks?”
Kara blinked. “Um. What? Where did that come from?”
Maggie shook her head disdainfully, “You ruined all my hard work with those bank robbers today! What do we even need cops for in this city? Why bother trying to talk a guy down when Supergirl can just swoop right in and force him down? Seven hours of ‘What do you want, how can I help you?’ good old-fashioned hostage negotiation wasted.”
Kara sputtered. “You're not upset that I caught the bad guys and got everyone out safely, are you?”
“I would have gotten them to free the hostages,” Maggie accused.
“Maybe, but they're in jail now, where they can't hurt anyone. That's all that matters,” Kara parried.
Maggie scoffed. “As long as they don't use the Supergirl defense.”
“The what?” Kara furrowed her brow.
“It's a thing some criminals use to get their charges dropped. It's a perfect storm for a defense attorney. Excessive force, evidence contaminated by debris, vigilante justice-”
"Vigilante justice?” Kara huffed. “I stand for hope, and help, and compassion! I did what I had to do to get those people out of there.”
Alex tried to interject, “I think what Maggie's trying to say is that what you do is amazing when we're up against-”
“A giant purple monster or a half-cyborg murderer, sure,” Maggie interrupted. “But, most of the time, police work requires a more delicate touch.”
"Delicate?” Kara repeated.
“Yeah. You broke a guy's arm and you gave another one a concussion. And that was after you knocked in the roof of a National City landmark. And now it just has a big, Supergirl-sized hole in it.”
Kara was on the defensive now. “A thousand things could've happened from the time of your call to the hostages walking out. Maybe, yeah, sure, I broke some walls, but I got everyone out of there safely, and that is a win.”
“Well, you should've asked. But you never look before you leap.”
“Because I can fly.”
“Okay,” Alex raised her hands at them. “Back to your corners. This isn’t the time or the place for this discussion.”
“You’re right,” Maggie agreed, standing from her seat. “I’m outta here.” She put her jacket back on and headed out.
“Maggie, don’t leave!” Alex whimpered, but the detective ignored her and was out the door in seconds. “Damn it, Kara!”
The Kryptonian, dropped her head into her hands. “Sorry!”
By now, Amy was standing awkwardly by in the kitchen, holding a bowl of pasta, but not really wanting to approach the table.
“I’m sorry, Amy,” Kara said meekly. “We don’t usually argue, I’m sorry you had to see that.”
“Should I go after her?” the chef asked.
Everyone shook their heads, and Alex answered, “If we go after her now, she’ll just get more angry. We have to let her calm down first. Kara shouldn’t have talked to her like that.”
“She started it!” Kara whined.
Alex and Lena both raised their brows at her. “Is that really the defense you’re going with?” Lena tisked.
“No?” the blonde pouted. “She caught me off guard! I thought I was doing something nice for her, so she could have some fun tonight. I didn’t know all that other stuff.”
“And now that you know it, are you going to take it into consideration?” Lena asked.
Kara put her head down again. “Yes.”
“Because you can’t teach your children gentleness, if you have none.”
“I know that.”
“And you should really listen to what Maggie has to say. This is clearly bothering her. If you stand for compassion, you should probably have some compassion on your wife who knows what she’s talking about, right?”
“Right.” Kara took out her phone and dialed Maggie’s number. Of course, it went to voicemail, so she left a message saying, “Hi, Maggie. Listen, I’m really sorry, honey. I was out of line. You were right, and when you’re ready to talk to me again, I’ll tell you I’m sorry to your face. I love you so much, Mags. I’m going to listen to you. I won’t lose my temper again, I promise. Hopefully we can talk when we get home. Love you. Bye.” She ended her call and put her phone away.
“Can we eat now? I’m starving!” Jessie complained.
“Right! Food!” Amy said, grateful for the diversion. She started passing around dishes for everyone to grab something. Surprisingly, Lena seemed to be at least a little hungry, and she took a handful of romaine and a few slices of chicken. The twins piled their plates high, first with salad because Alex made them, then with pasta.
Kara hummed a little sinfully and spoke with her mouth full, “Mmm, oh my gosh, this is so good!”
“I’m glad you like it,” Amy replied with a smile.
Lena nodded. “Yes, it’s quite good. Thank you.”
“I’m just glad you’re able to eat something tonight, even if it’s just a little bit. I’ve been worried about you.”
Lena gave Amy a soft smile, “I appreciate your concern. I’m mostly OK, but my stomach has been upset more often than not since the morning sickness started.”
“Yeah, poor Lena got the worst of it, I think,” Alex added, stroking the CEO's back. “My morning sickness has never been too bad, thankfully.” As proof, she was eating a small salad and a tiny bit of pasta with chicken. “It’s a little worse than the first time, but not as bad as Lena.”
“The first time?” Amy quizzed in confusion.
“Yeah, when I had them,” Alex pointed to the twins.
Amy just stared at her for a moment. “I thought Kara had them. They look just like her.”
“Well…” Alex shared a look with Kara.
“I guess she knows about everything else, we can tell her this,” Kara shrugged. She turned her attention back to their host and sighed. “Long story short, I'm an alien, and my biology is different than humans. I’m able to impregnate human women.”
Amy furrowed her brow pensively. “Wow. OK. That answers my question of how you managed to keep from getting pregnant too.” She chuckled softly.
“Yeah,” Kara muttered.
“Also, that explains the Papa Bear comment,” Amy laughed a little more.
Kara blushed, and Alex and Lena looked at them in confusion.
“Never mind!” Jamie replied quickly.
Amy smirked and zipped her lips.
Jessie was quick to change the subject. "Mom, Amy has the cutest kitties! See?" She took out her phone and showed off the pictures that Amy took earlier.
Kara perked up, "Ooh, I love kitties! Look, they're so precious!"
"Aww!" Lena cooed.
"Very cute," Alex replied. "What else did you do today?"
Jessie ticked off on her fingers, "We danced and played chess and Minecraft, and we played with the kitties, and we watched a cool new movie, and we helped make food."
"Sounds like you girls had lots of fun," Alex smiled at them.
"We did," Jess replied happily. "Thank you for letting us come over."
"You're welcome, baby," Alex stroked her daughter's head.
"Yeah, thanks, Mommy," Jamie was not to be left out.
"You're welcome, baby. Thank you, Amy, for taking good care of my babies."
Amy grinned, "It was my pleasure. You have a couple of really great kids here."
The Danvers all smiled proudly.
"We think they're pretty great too," Kara kissed Jamie's head.
"They're hard not to love, aren't they?" Lena added.
"We'll have to do this again sometime," Amy offered.
The Danvers nodded.
"Oh!" Kara interjected. "You should come to game night! You already know most of the people who will be there! It'll be so much fun!"
"When is it?" Amy asked.
"Friday night at seven," Kara answered.
Amy pursed her lips thoughtfully. "As long as I can get away from the restaurant for the evening, sure."
The kids and Kara clapped their hands in glee.
"That reminds me, we should really exchange numbers, so we can communicate. You'll need to text me your address." Amy pulled out her phone, took down the women's numbers, and sent a quick text to each of them to give them hers, then Kara texted her the address to Lena's penthouse.
"All set!" Kara chirped. "I really hope you can make it."
"What kind of games do you play?" Amy wanted to know.
"A little bit of everything," Alex replied. "Charades, Pictionary, Trivial Pursuit, Apples to Apples, Exploding Kittens, Uno, Twister, Mario Kart. The list goes on."
"Cool," Amy mused. "I haven't played games like that since my early twenties. Sounds like fun."
“Seems to me like you haven’t had much fun for quite a while,” Jamie observed.
“Hey, my restaurant is fun,” Amy defended.
“Yeah, but you, like, never leave,” Jessie parried.
“When’s the last time you took a day off?” Jamie quizzed. “Before today, I mean.”
Amy was a little caught off guard by this mini intervention. “I mean, what’s the big deal about having a day off?”
“To relax and have fun!” The twins were already practiced at this by working on Lena before. “To spend time with your friends while you’re not working.”
“My friends come see me at work,” Amy replied.
“Do you sit and eat with them, or do you run around working?” Now Kara was in on it.
Amy’s silence was answer enough.
“You definitely need to come to game night,” Alex added. “Relax a little. Drink a little. Have a little fun.”
“Oh, alright, I’ll be there,” Amy caved. “I’ll admit, I have been working more since my breakup in February. I should get out more.”
“Why did you and your girlfriend break up?” Jessie inquired.
Amy sighed. “I found out she was cheating on me.” She turned to Alex, “I respect you guys and your decisions, but I don’t think I could ever be polyamorous. I’d get too jealous all the time.”
“It’s not for everyone,” Alex admitted.
“In my dating world, if I’m going to sleep with more than one person, I’m going to do it as a single person, not a person in a relationship. Doesn’t that make sense? I mean, if you’re going to sleep with the whole National City football team, shouldn’t you, I don’t know, break up with your girlfriend first?”
“Jesus,” Alex shook her head in dismay.
The twins turned their noses up.
“Too much?” Amy checked with them.
The twins shook their heads. They were too curious about Amy’s life to say yes this time.
“How did you even find out?” Kara snooped.
“Long story short, social media,” Amy frowned.
“Ouch,” Lena spoke. “I’ve had my share of social media mishaps, so I know how that feels.”
“I might have gotten drunk and torn up the park across the street a little,” Amy blushed. “Hence, how I ended up going to jail and meeting Maggie. I was surprised how nice she was to me. She’s such a sweetie. I hope she’s OK.”
“She’ll be OK,” Lena assured her. “I could tell that she’s been letting this fester for a while. She has a habit of doing that. Now that she’s gotten it off her chest, she’ll be feeling better after she and Kara talk it over.”
Amy nodded, “That’s good.”
“Mama loves Maggie,” Jessie announced. “She won’t let her get away.”
“That’s right,” Kara nodded emphatically. “She’s my honey bunny.”
The chef chuckled at the nickname. “That’s cute. I’m sure she loves that,” she said sarcastically.
“She’s never complained.” Kara shrugged.
By now, they were all done eating, so Amy started clearing dishes. "I didn't make anything for dessert, but I have some ice cream in the freezer, if anybody wants some."
The twins bounced excitedly in their chairs. "Yes! Please, Mom!"
Alex pursed her lips in thought. "I suppose you can have a little, but you better go to bed when you're supposed to."
"We will!"
"I would love some ice cream too," Kara requested happily.
"None for me, thank you," Lena declined.
Alex agreed, "Yeah, I'm good too, thanks."
"Dinner was amazing," Lena added. "I think that's the most I've eaten in days."
Amy grinned proudly, "Oh, I'll take that compliment, thank you!" She stood up and headed for the kitchen, dishes in hand.
"Why don't you girls go help?" Alex suggested.
"Ok!" The kids ran into the kitchen and took the dishes away from Amy to help clean them.
"Oh, thank you!" Amy cooed at them. "I gotta tell you, I just love you girls."
The twins grinned and hugged her from both sides.
“Such sweeties!”
“Thank you for everything, Amy,” Jamie said.
Jessie nodded. “Yeah, thank you. We had fun today.”
“I’m glad. I did too,” Amy told them. She reached into the cabinets and pulled out some bowls, then she opened the freezer and took out three different ice creams. “Come pick what you want.”
The girls stared at their choices for a few moments before deciding.
“I want the Death by Chocolate!” Jessie finally decided.
“I want chocolate chip cookie dough,” Jamie pointed.
Amy scooped out what they wanted, and then put a few giant scoops of everything in a bowl for Kara, taking some cookies and cream for herself. When she gave Kara her bowl full of ice cream, the Kryptonian’s eyes widened with delight.
“Ohmygosh, you’re so awesome!” the reporter gushed.
Alex laughed. “You sure know how Kara is.”
“Yeah, I always wondered how this chick stayed so skinny when she eats like she does,” Amy shook her head and chuckled.
“Nauseating, isn’t it?” Lena smirked.
“A little,” the chef admitted.
“I have to eat a lot to keep my energy up. Believe it or not, I do get run down sometimes,” Kara informed her.
“I see. I guess I don’t feel so inferior now.” She patted her belly. “I’m not in great shape anymore.”
“All the more reason for you to come train with us!” Jessie insisted. “Not that you look bad, but if you want to get in shape again…” she trailed off awkwardly.
Amy wrinkled her nose. “I don’t know. I don’t really respond well to getting hit.”
“Well, lucky for you, you know people who can handle your strength,” Kara pushed.
“Yeah!” Jamie helped.
The chef looked to Alex and Lena for help.
“Hey, don’t look at me,” Alex waved her off. “I tend to agree with them. Even if you just worked out with us to quote, ‘get back in shape,’ as you say, it’d still be fun. Honestly, though, Supergirl is going to need all the help she can get in the field after these babies are born.”
Lena just winked at her.
“Ugh, you guys!” Amy groaned. “I don’t know. I’ll think about it.” She poked at what was left of her ice cream with her spoon. “I’m not sure I can handle that kind of responsibility and pressure. I like my restaurant.”
“Look, if that’s really what you want, we won’t pressure you anymore, but at least think about it,” Kara told her.
Amy sighed. “OK, I agree to think about it.”
“Good,” the hero grinned.
The twins beamed at her too, bouncing in their seats, unable to fully contain their excitement. “We’ll call you ‘Guardian!’” Jessie declared.
Amy chuckled. “Let’s see how it goes, OK?”
“Winn has this pretty nifty idea for a bulletproof suit with a helmet and shield and everything,” Lena informed them. “I bet he would go bananas if he actually had someone to build it for.”
“That would definitely help,” Amy mused. “I’m not bulletproof in the least.”
Alex rewarded Lena with a pat on the back, playing it off by slipping her arm around the chair.
The chef sighed inwardly. She definitely had some things to think about. They finished their ice cream in companionable silence, and when they were finished, the kids once again helped her wash up and put things in the dishwasher. Everyone thanked her and hugged her on the way out, and soon the Danvers crew was headed home.
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As Maggie left Amy’s she looked at her phone to see who was calling her. Of course it was Kara. She sent the call to voicemail, and hopped on her bike. She was not in the mood to make up with the Kryptonian so soon.
Her first instinct was to go to the bar, but since she couldn't drink, she headed back to her own apartment. She hadn't been there for weeks, and the last few times she had been there were just to pick up a few clothes. It was dark and quiet, just what she wanted.
She took a shower and changed into one of the only pair of sweats she had left there and sprawled out on the couch. She was still too angry to listen to Kara's voicemail, so she turned on some music and tried to calm down. Eventually, she simply fell asleep, and her music stayed on until her phone died.
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Alex checked the clock for the hundredth time since they'd gotten home. When they'd arrived back at the penthouse and discovered Maggie's absence, they all started to worry a bit. Now, three hours later, with still no word from the detective, the agent was getting a little frantic. Their calls were all going straight to voicemail, and their texts remained eerily unanswered. Finally, she'd had enough. "I'm going to look for her," she announced to Kara and Lena.
"I could do it," Kara offered.
"No, let me. She's obviously still mad."
"Do you want me to come with you?" asked Lena.
Alex shook her head, "No, it's fine. I'll bring our girl home." She kissed them and headed out.
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The next morning, Kara was freaking out. She hadn't heard from Alex or Maggie all night. Lena tried to soothe her saying that the pair probably slept at one of the other apartments, and they were probably fine, but it didn’t help much. She knew Lena was worried too. They called Winn and J'onn, then James and Lucy, but no one had heard from either of them. Kara didn't bother taking the kids to school. She and Lena took them straight to the DEO to start a more intensive search.
Finally, around 10AM, Kara got a call from Maggie.
"Oh my God, Maggie, thank Rao!" Kara answered breathlessly. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine," the detective answered. "I went back to my apartment to cool off and fell asleep, then my phone died, and I didn't have my charger. I'm at work now."
Kara sighed in relief. "Thank Rao! I was so worried about you! I'm sorry about yesterday, Maggie. You were right, and I was out of line. I promise, you and I will sit down and talk when we get home. I promise I'll listen to you."
“I hope so,” Maggie replied.
“Is Alex on her way?” Kara inquired.
“How should I know?”
“She left to go look for you last night.”
“She never caught up with me.”
“She didn’t?” Kara’s worry ratcheted back up.
“Nope,” the detective popped the ‘P.’
“I can’t get ahold of her, and I don’t know where she is,” Kara whimpered. “Hold on, I have another call.” She checked her caller ID. “Oh! It’s Alex now! I’ll call you back, OK?”
“OK,” Maggie sighed.
Kara switched over to Alex’s call. “Alex! Where have you been?”
“Hello, Kara Danvers.” The voice on the line was definitely not Alex.
“Who is this?” she demanded, waving frantically at Winn and putting the phone on speaker.
“Well, the real question is, who are you?” the distorted voice replied. “Everyone around you thinks you're just a mild-mannered reporter, but I know the truth.”
“What do you want?”
“I have your partner.”
“You're lying.”
“I'm not.”
Kara received a terrifying picture of Alex unconscious on a cement floor. Her heart stopped, and she felt like she was going to throw up.
The voice continued, “A man named Peter Thompson is serving a life sentence at Albatross Bay Supermax. You will free him within the next 36 hours or your partner will die. And I know you can, because I know you're Supergirl.”
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Alex awoke with a killer headache. As she groggily opened her eyes, she clearly saw that she was not anywhere recognizable. In fact, she seemed to be in some sort of cell. Panicked, she stood up and stretched the stiffness out of her limbs. “Hello?” she called, pounding on the glass around her. “Hello?” She looked around for a door or some way to break out, but she found nothing, and to top it off, her Supergirl alert watch was missing. In the corner above her was a camera. She got angry immediately. “I knew I recognized you from the elevator! I know who you are. The people that I work with, they will find me, and when they do, you will be in a world of hurt! So, I am giving you one chance. Free me, now. When I get out of here, I will end you!”
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Kara called Maggie back immediately. “Maggie!” she exclaimed. “Alex has been kidnapped!”
“What?!” the detective barked. “What happened?”
“The phone call I got wasn’t from Alex, it was from her kidnapper. Can you get here to the DEO? I don’t want to talk about it on the phone.”
“I’m on my way.”
Everyone paced around the briefing room waiting for Maggie to show up. Winn worked frantically on the computer, not talking to anyone. It was the longest fifteen minutes of their lives, and as soon as the Latina walked through the door, Kara threw her arms around her so tightly she almost couldn’t breathe.
“Human strength, Kara!” Maggie complained.
The Kryptonian eased up on her embrace, but didn’t let her partner go. “I love you so much, Maggie, I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Kara,” Maggie assured her. “So, this person who says they've kidnapped Alex, what exactly did they say on the call?”
Kara sighed. “He said he would kill Alex if I didn't break Peter Thompson out of Albatross Bay. He said he knows Kara Danvers is Supergirl. He's targeting Alex because she's my partner.”
“This might be stating the obvious here, but why don't we just spring Peter Thompson and bring Alex home?” Mon-El asked.
J’onn shook his head. “The DEO does not negotiate with terrorists.”
“But this is Alex!” the Daxamite huffed.
“If we do it once, we'll open the floodgates,” J’onn explained. “Every bad guy will know Supergirl can be controlled.”
“And even if we do what he wants, it doesn't guarantee he'll release her,” Maggie added. “She's his insurance.”
J’onn spoke to the team around him. “All right, people, let's get to work! Winn! Any luck with Alex's subdermal tracker?”
“No, it's been offline since ten last night,” Winn answered. “Whoever took her must have found some way to power it down.”
“Where are we triangulating the signal from the phone calls?” J’onn inquired.
“We're nowhere. The caller used four different arrays to scramble the signal. You guys, listen, we gotta move.”
J’onn paced back to the briefing table. “All right, let's start with what we do know. If this guy knows you're Supergirl, we use that to our advantage.”
“That's gotta be a short list,” Mon-El figured. “Who knows your secret?”
Kara ticked off on her fingers, “Jeremiah, Eliza, Clark, the DEO, Lillian Luthor.”
“Does Peter Thompson have ties with Cadmus?” Maggie asked.
“No,” Winn answered. “I already checked. There's nothing.”
Maggie sighed. “Then you're asking the wrong questions. We don't know where Alex was taken, we don't have a crime scene, we don't have any physical evidence. They've clearly been planning this for a while. Whoever took Alex is a ghost who doesn't want to be found.”
“Then what's the right question?” Kara quizzed.
“Who is Peter Thompson, and what does he mean to our ghost?”
J’onn nodded. “Then we go talk to him.”
Lena wrung her hands, her clicking heels echoing throughout the giant hall as she paced. “Listen, you guys, I’m going crazy just standing around here doing nothing. I’m no use to anyone here, and there’s nothing I can do to help. I’m going to go to work and try to take my mind off things. Can you just keep me posted?”
“Of course,” Kara and Maggie answered in unison. Then Kara added, “Mon-El, you’re in charge of the kids. Do NOT put them on your motorcycle! Winn, make sure Mon-El is taking proper care of my children.”
“I will,” Winn answered distractedly.
“I promise the kids are in good hands.” Mon-El crossed his heart.
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Lena was sitting in her office when her first appointment arrived.
“Rhea,” the CEO greeted. “I've been looking at your proposal and I have never seen anything like it.”
“I hope in a good way,” Rhea replied.
“A device for matter transformation and reconfiguration?” Lena grinned. “It's astonishing.”
“Well, I saw your TED Talk on the future of quantum technology, which made me think it might be right up your alley.”
“This could revolutionize travel, energy, security, just about anything. You could move food and water to famine-stricken areas in an instant and solve climate change. That is, if it works. The proposal you lay out is sound, but it is all theoretical.”
“Which is why I need you,” Rhea explained. “My thought was, if we wed L-Corp's work in zero-size intelligence with my design, I'm confident we can make it a reality. Of course, I kept a few key details out of the proposal. I needed to gauge your interest before revealing all of my secrets.”
“Well, I'm interested.”
“Good, because I made us a reservation at Paka's.”
“Well, how can I say no?”
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It took them a few hours to drive all the way out to the prison where Peter Thompson was housed, and when they finally made it, Kara was a nervous wreck.
“Mr. Thompson? Hank Henshaw, FBI. This is Detective Sawyer from NCPD, and Ms. Danvers from CatCo Magazine.”
Thompson grinned smugly at the motley crew. “The feds, a pig, and a journo. To what do I owe this confusing pleasure?”
Maggie tossed a folder on the table. “Your jacket's a thrilling read. Three home invasions, two DUls, two counts of felony murder.”
“You all didn't come down here just to flatter me, did you?” Thompson scoffed.
“This morning, we got a call from an anonymous source, asking that you be released from prison,” Maggie explained.
“Someone wants me out of jail?” Thompson replied jovially. “Not used to that. People usually want to keep me behind bars.”
“A life sentence can't be all that easy,” J’onn baited. “Being in here all by yourself. You ever keep in contact with anyone on the outside?”
Thompson nodded solemnly, “Just last week, Mr. JC Penney sent me a letter. He said there was a sale on galoshes. It's just that I don't have anywhere to wear them.”
Kara was irate at this criminal’s antics, she rushed up to the table and pounded her fist into it, “Enough! My partner’s been kidnapped, and her life is on the line until we find out who wants you out of prison!”
“Ms. Danvers-” J’onn tried to stop her, but she continued.
“So save us the sarcasm, who is it? Who has her?” Kara shouted.
“Calm down,” Maggie insisted.
“Who has my partner?” Kara yelled again.
“I don't know!” Thompson finally answered.
“You're lying,” she huffed.
“He's not,” J’onn told her. “We're done here.”
The guard lead Peter Thompson away from the room.
“Why'd you let him go?” Kara snapped at J’onn.
“Because I read his mind. He's telling the truth.”
“Losing control is not gonna help us find Alex,” Maggie reminded her. “It's only gonna get her killed.”
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“So where did you study?” Lena asked Rhea at their lunch meeting.
“Undergrad at Oxford, Masters of Engineering from MIT,” the older woman replied.
“I went to MIT,” Lena replied. “Did you have Martinez?”
Rhea chuckled. “I think I was there quite a few years before you, but I will take the compliment. And I will offer you one in return. The applications of your black body field generator blew me away. You're quite the genius.”
“And you are too kind.”
“I'm being honest. I wish I had a daughter like you. Your mother must be proud.”
“That's not how I'd describe her.” The CEO tried very hard not to roll her eyes.
“Mothers and daughters, not always the easiest relationships.”
“It's more like apocalyptic, but you know.”
“We don't have to talk about it.”
“No, no, it's fine. You know? She never really cared about me and only came back into my life to steal from me and frame me for a felony. So, you know... Usual mother-daughter stuff.”
“Well, you have a sense of humor about it. I'm impressed. I try, but I'm not usually successful.”
“Are you plagued by your mother, too?”
“Hmm My son,” Rhea grew serious. “He was always the light of my life. But recently, he met this... horrible girl, and everything changed. My husband and I lost our son. And on the heels of it, my husband died.”
Lena’s heart sank, “That's awful. I'm so sorry.”
“I never open up like this,” Rhea said, embarrassed.
“Don't be silly. I started it.” Lena waved her off.
“I guess since I'm sharing, I should share everything. These are the key concepts I withheld from the proposal.” Rhea handed Lena a thumb drive.
“I can't wait,” Lena replied, taking the information. “And I give you my word, I will not steal it.”
“I trust you.”
Lena smiled warmly at Rhea, “You know, regardless of what happens with business, I have a feeling we're gonna be friends.”
“To new friends!” Rhea toasted. They clinked their glasses together. “Thank the gods I found you.”
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It was a full two days before they heard anything else about Alex. The Danvers were going out of their minds with worry. They cried themselves to sleep at night, and again in the mornings, when there was still no word. Finally, on the third day, Kara got a call.
“Winn!” Kara answered her phone frantically.
“Hey, we got something!” he told her.
“What?”
“So, I scanned the visitor logs for Peter Thompson over the past three years. They're pretty sparse, except for one name that keeps popping up.”
“Who?”
“Doesn't matter, it's a fake name. But I pulled security footage and, baby, I ran that facial recognition software. Thompson has a son.”
“But we checked, he doesn't have any relations,” she reminded him.
“Well, apparently, there's a lot of family drama. Thompson's name isn't even on the kid's birth certificate, and I only figured this out after I cross-checked the name with the court transcripts. The kid spoke at Thompson's sentencing, and his name is Rick Malverne. He has a house an hour outside the city.”
“Malverne. Why does that sound so familiar?”
“Because he grew up in Midvale.”
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Once Kara had the address, she was off. She didn't even bother knocking on the door, she just broke it down and immediately started looking around for her wife. “Alex? Alex! Alex.” She found a room full of computer screens. The subject? Alex. “Alex! Alex!” she cried.
“She can't hear you, Kara.”
“Rick?” she hissed.
“Jeez, I haven't seen you since graduation,” he said as he approached her. “You look great.”
She lifted him off the floor by his collar. “Where's Alex?!” she snarled.
“You break my father out of prison yet?” he asked calmly.
“You know I can't do that.”
“Can't or won't?”
Supergirl threw him into the wall. “Tell me where she is!”
“That's not how this works,” Malverne told her, standing painfully to his feet. “Now, why don't you try and play nice, Kara? You were always the nice one.”
Kara took a deep breath and tried to calm down. “Rick, Alex is pregnant. Don’t do this.”
He smirked. “I know. All the more incentive for you to do what I want.”
“Just let me talk to her,” she pleaded.
“Well, if that gets you to play ball, then I'm happy to help.” Rick typed the password into the computer and just waited.
“Alex! Alex!”
“Kara, is that you?” Alex called back. “Rick Malverne from Midvale, he kidnapped me!”
“I know, I'm with him right now. Are you okay? Where are you?”
“My tracker! Can you use my tracker?”
“It's not working. We don't know-”
“Okay, that's enough of a reunion, I think.” Malverne turned the sound back off.
“No, wait!”
“It's simple,” Rick said. “She's told you she's okay. And now we trade my father for Alex.”
“Your father is a murderer,” Kara objected.
“Manslaughter-er.”
“Tell me where she is!”
“Tick, tock. Tick, tock.”
Kara turned her heat vision on just enough to light up her eyes, hoping it would scare the man. Instead, he walked right up to her and examined the phenomenon.
“Oh, wow, it's even cooler up close,” he grinned. Then his face fell serious again. “You hurt me, you'll never find her. And she'll die. Slowly. Along with her unborn baby.”
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“He looks normal,” Winn commented. They were watching the video feed of Rick Malverne in the interrogation room.
“He was nice in school,” Kara informed them. “He used to carry Alex's book bag. Why is he doing this to her?”
“I tried reading his mind,” J’onn told them, “But he seems to be blocking me somehow.”
Maggie looked solemnly up at him. “Let me in there. I can talk to him.”
“All right,” J’onn nodded.
As soon as she and Supergirl entered the room, Rick was greeting her. “Detective Sawyer. And they say there's never a cop around when you need one.”
“So you know me?” she asked.
“Of course. I took a whole year planning this. Watching Alex, preparing. I know everything.” The smile on his face was severely unnerving.
“How did you know I was Supergirl?” Kara quizzed.
Rick spoke smugly, “That day at the beach. Before you started wearing glasses. Back then, I had no idea that Alex would end up playing for the other team, so to speak. I was just happy she showed up on the date. Then there was a crash, and Alex's kid sister walked away without a scratch. People at school said it was adrenaline, but, uh-”
“But you didn't believe that,” Maggie finished for him.
“I saw Kara Danvers do something amazing,” he replied, “And it stayed with me. I knew Kara was living in National City, and then Supergirl showed up in National City. I put two and two together. I knew it was you.”
“What happened to you?” Kara asked softly. “I remember when Alex had the chicken pox, I was eating lunch by myself. You came and sat with me.”
“I was 14, and I didn't have the nice house or the perfect family that you and your sister had.”
“You think we had it easy? You have no idea what Alex sacrificed for me. Or what I was going through!”
“Why, because you had to hide your superpowers?” Rick finally snapped and yelled at her. “I was hiding bruises! Do you have any idea what it's like to have your mother tell you you're garbage every single night? A belt whenever you had the wrong opinion? And then I found a lifeline. A dad that my mom kept from me. And he saved me from her and he moved me away from Midvale. And even though he was always struggling, he always made sure there was food on the table, and he got me enough money to go to college. And then three years ago, the state took him away from me.”
“Your father killed two people,” Maggie reminded him. “He confessed.”
“They had it coming. And now I'm going to rescue him like he rescued me. I can't believe that we're still talking about me! You have 24 hours and 11 minutes. Come on, Kara, show us some of that rah-rah Midvale High spirit. Free my dad! Or your partner and your baby die.”
In a rage, Supergirl sped over to the table, and flipped it over, grabbing Rick by the collar and slamming him against the wall.
“Oh, you use half this much gusto in springing my dad, you'll have your partner back for game night.”
“Kara!” Maggie called. “We're done here.”
Kara dropped the man and let him slump awkwardly to the floor in his cuffs. As they were walking away, Malverne called out to them again.
“Hey. You know what'll be fun? Finding out which one of you loves her more. Honestly, I wouldn't know where to place my bet. Go Stallions.”
Once they were outside the interrogation room, Kara huffed, “I'm giving him one minute, then I'm going back in there.”
“No,” Maggie told her. “Let him sweat it a while. We got what we wanted.”
“What? All we know is how he knows my identity.”
“We know that Rick's pinned his whole sense of self-worth on Peter Thompson. Thompson is the key to getting Alex back.”
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Rhea strolled casually into Lena’s office. “Do you like what you see?”
Lena plastered a smile on her face. “It's all very interesting.” She turned to her desk and pulled out the alien detection device. “I almost forgot. I want to give you elevator access, so you can come up to this floor without an escort. Security just needs your thumbprint and they'll issue a badge.”
"Oh, lovely," Rhea grinned and pressed her thumb on the module.
The indicator light turned red.
“Is that good?” Rhea wondered.
Lena crossed her arms over her chest. “I was looking through your designs and there's a small problem. It requires an element that doesn't exist on Earth. You see, we have 118, and this would be categorized at 260.”
Rhea scoffed, “I don't know what you mean.”
“I think you do.” Lena was done playing games with this woman.
“It was when I thanked the gods at dinner, wasn't it?”
“You're an alien, and this device just proved it.”
“Red is never good on this planet.”
“I don't know who you are, but I am not helping you build anything. You talk about betrayal and people hurting you and then you do it in spades. I want you out of my office. There are several heavily armed guards coming if you have trouble finding your way out.” Lena opened the door to her office and glared at the woman who had just tried to trick her.
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The gang had an idea. They sent J’onn in to look and act like Rick’s father, but the kidnapper saw right through them almost immediately.
“Did you really think I didn't prepare for you, Martian? You're down to 23 hours and 14 minutes, and counting.”
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Alex paced her cell. It stunk to high heaven after two days of pissing, shitting and puking her guts out. The ass hole that kept her here didn’t even bother to give her a bucket for that stuff. She tried to stay away from it, but it didn’t help. The smell was making her even more sick to her stomach, and she was just about out of hope. Suddenly, as she looked at the camera for the millionth time, she had an epiphany. She climbed up and yanked the camera down, opened it up and took a deep breath.
“Okay. No problem.”
She pulled out her wallet and broke her debit card in half, using the sharp end to dig into the skin of her shoulder deep enough to cut her tracker out.
“That sucked.” she complained.
Tracker out, she plugged it into the camera and waited.
“Come on.”
When the light on the tracker turned green, she sighed with relief. “Hell yeah!”
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“I just got a software update request from one of our trackers. System's not recognizing the IP address. Looks like a hack. Should I kill it?”
“Wait, wait, wait, wait!” Winn stopped the tech from aborting. “That's Alex! She- She- She couldn't get a signal out, so she wired herself into the camera. Which means we only have to find the location of the camera's IP address. Alex, you beautiful human, this is next level!” He ran through the DEO to find Kara and Maggie. “Guys! We found Alex. I found her.”
“You did?” Kara’s heart stopped.
“We got a ping from her subdermal tracker. She's not far.”
“Maggie,” Kara burst through the interrogation room door. “Winn found Alex.”
“What? How?”
“I guess you underestimated our girl,” she said to Malverne, then turned to Maggie, “Let's go.”
“I wouldn't do that if I were you,” Rick warned.
“You're delusional,” Kara snapped at him. “And the second we get back here with Alex, you're going to prison with your dad.”
“Don't say I didn't warn you,” he shrugged.
Maggie stared him down for a minute before leaving. “Watch him,” she told the guard. “Hey, stop!” she called out to Kara. “Malverne still thinks he's in control. He's not acting like someone who just lost. He didn't even flinch. It's like he expected this.”
“No, no, we are not listening to that psycho,” Kara huffed. “Every minute we wait matters.”
Maggie grabbed Supergirl by the arms. “I want to get her as badly as you do, but we can't punch our way out of this. We gotta get it right.”
“If the shoe were on the other foot, Alex would already be out the door. I'm not waiting.” Kara shook herself out of Maggie’s grasp and started walking away.
“You're not the only one who cares about her!” Maggie snapped.
“I'm going!”
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Kara broke through the warehouse ceiling to the place that Alex was supposed to be.
“Kara!” She could hear Alex calling her.
“Alex!” she called back.
“I'm down here!” Alex said.
Kara looked around the room and saw a lead-lined metal box in the ground. She forced it open, heart pounding in her ears, but what she saw made it stop dead. In the box was another computer with Alex on the screen and a countdown timer that was moving at an alarming pace. Painted on the wall were the words, ‘Now you have four.’
“Four? What-” The countdown timer stopped at four hours, and on the computer screen Supergirl could see water now rushing into Alex’s cell. “Oh my God. No!”
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Supergirl stomped into the interrogation room and plopped the laptop down in front of Malverne. “Where is she?”
“I told you not to go there.”
“Tell me where she is now!” she shouted.
Rick stayed calm. “I gave you 36 hours to break my father out of prison, but you didn't listen, so now, that room is gonna fill up with water in less than four hours. I think it's time you got moving.”
“Let me talk to Alex.”
Once again, Rick turned on the sound to the computer.
“Alex!”
“Kara! I sent out a signal, I thought you were coming!”
“He re-routed the IP address. He sent us somewhere else. Do you have any idea where you are?”
“I was unconscious. I could be hours away or I could be in the city. I don't know.”
“Alex, it's Rick. I don't want to hurt you. I keep on telling your partner that. Tell her to get my father, and this can all be over. You can come home and get dry.”
“No,” Alex replied firmly. “Kara, no. You do not give that terrorist what he wants. You cannot let yourself be blackmailed. You cannot open yourself up to that, ever. Do you understand me? Supergirl is bigger than me.
“Alex!”
“Maggie?”
“I'm right here!”
“Maggie, don’t let Kara give in to that bastard.”
“I won’t. I love you so much, Alex. Hang in there, we’re going to find you.”
The computer cut out before Alex could respond. In her anger, Maggie threw the laptop on the floor and stomped out of the room.
“What happened?” Kara worried.
“I told you not to rush in! Now you've made things worse!”
“I did what I thought was right!”
“I should have been heard! I should have been listened to! I'm her wife!”
“So am I!”
“And you think that trumps me? That you know what's right for her? I love her, Kara. I have just as much to lose as you. You should've listened to me!”
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Lena was sitting at her desk when Rhea teleported onto her balcony.
“I thought I made myself clear. Our business is done. Now get out of my office before I call security.”
“I'm the one who hasn't made myself clear, Lena, and I'm sorry for that. You're right. I lied to you. I pretended to be of this world but only because I know how much your mother loathes aliens. and I presumed you'd be the same.”
Lena raised her chin defiantly. “That's what people do when they hear I'm a Luthor. They presume.”
“Everything else I told you was the truth. Being betrayed by your own blood. There's nothing more painful. I know you understand that.”
“What do you want from me?”
“I want exactly what I proposed,” Rhea answered. “I want us to work together to create a transmatter portal. We have them where I come from. L-Corp has already built a large-scale generator ring. We can easily adapt it for this. The portal would help your planet immensely and it would help me get home to mine.”
“I don't work with people I can't trust.”
“I made a mistake. You are nothing like your mother. I see that now. Please, Lena. Don't let my one lapse in judgment keep us from doing great things.”
“I'll think about it," Lena replied.
“That's all I can ask.”
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J’onn walked out onto the DEO balcony where Kara was standing with her eyes closed. “What are you doing?” he inquired.
“Listening for her,” she answered. “But I can't hear anything. I can do all these incredible things, but I can't punch my way out of this, or fly fast enough and turn back time and now I'm afraid I'm going to lose the person that is the most important to me.”
“To us, Kara.”
“Maggie was right. I shouldn't have rushed in. I made things worse. I-”
“Maggie was upset and she was frustrated and she lashed out at you. You only did what you thought was best to protect Alex. No one can blame you for that.”
“I'm scared,” she admitted.
“Hey, come on,” he hugged her. “So am I.”
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Maggie stared Malverne down as she re-entered the interrogation room.
“Under two hours,” he told her. “The clock is ticking fast.”
“I know,” she responded calmly. “And if it ticks down completely, we both lose, and I don't think you want to lose.”
“Neither do you,” he smirked. “I was wrong about Kara. She's too much of a Girl Scout to do what I need her to do. I misjudged her, but I may have discounted you. You're a cop. You can just walk into that prison and break my father free, if you want to. You care for her. I've seen that.”
“Stalking us.”
“The way you look at her. The way your hand touches her hand when you're walking down the street. Love can make people do things that they don't normally do. So, please, help us bring back the people we love.”
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Alex swam frantically. She was exhausted and starving and filthy, and she just had to find a way out of this cell before it filled completely up with water. She used her belt to try to shut off the water valve, but it wouldn’t budge. Then she wrapped the belt around her fist and tried to punch her way out. Nothing worked. Knowing she only had a little bit of time left, she remembered a survival trick that she learned early on in her DEO training. She filled her pants with air and wrapped it around her neck to help keep herself afloat. It helped a bit with the exhaustion, but she was still terrified. She just had to wait a little bit longer. Kara and Maggie would come find her soon. She knew it. She just had to hang on.
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“Come on!” Kara begged Winn. “Please tell me you have something!”
“I have literally tried everything, all right?” he grumbled. “I've checked family holdings, bank accounts, call logs from the prison. There's nothing.”
“Hey, we're gonna find her,” Mon-El was certain.
“I'm gonna talk to Maggie and see if she's got anything else out of him.” She looked at the video feed of the interrogation room where she’d seen the detective last. “Where- Where's Maggie?”
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Maggie was ever so grateful that she had access to both the DEO and the science division of the police department because she knew exactly what she needed and where to get it to break Thompson out of prison. She threw everything into a duffle bag and headed out to Albatross Bay. With her gadgets, it was stupid easy for her to infiltrate the fortress and get to Peter Thompson’s cell.
“What the hell are you doing?” Thompson exclaimed.
“Taking you to your son,” she replied brusquely. “Move it.” She used her alien gun to shoot the cameras on the way out.
“Nice gun.”
“Thanks, it’s from another planet.”
Just as they were about to leave, Supergirl appeared.
“Maggie, you know Alex wouldn't want you to do this.”
“All I care about is getting her back alive. You were right, sometimes words don't work.”
“Sometimes punching doesn't either.” Supergirl turned to Mr. Thompson, “She just came from your son. She was with him all day, trying to turn him, make him understand. You know what kind of words your son's been using? Words like ‘rescue,’ and ‘love.’ He says he wants to rescue you, like you rescued him, but if he kills Alex Danvers, he'll never be rescued. He'll have to live with that for the rest of his life, and that'll be his hell. Now, you've done a lot of bad things in your life, but you've done one thing you can be proud of. You were a father. A good one. You were there for your son during the toughest time of his life, and that's what you need to do again now. If he kills her, you will have failed at the one good thing you've done with your life. Be a father now.”
Maggie’s phone beeped, and she revealed her timer count at zero. “She's out of time.”
“Please,” Kara begged with tears in her eyes. “Is there anywhere he would have taken her?”
Thompson nodded. “There's one place.”
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“Alex!” Supergirl ran to the tank that contained her wife underwater. She punched the glass until it broke and caught her wife in her arms. “Alex, Alex! Maggie! She’s not breathing!”
“Oh my god!” Maggie took off her jacket and laid it down on the ground. “Put her down here,” she instructed.
Kara gently eased Alex’s body down, placing her head onto the jacket.
“Get back,” Maggie ordered. When Supergirl was out of her way, she started performing CPR. After a minute or so, Alex started retching and coughing, so Maggie turned her on her side and clutched her tightly. “Thank God."
“She's okay," Kara panted in relief. "She's all right.”
“You held on," Maggie gave her a weak smile.
“I held on," Alex mumbled.
“My good girl," Maggie assured her.
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They got Alex airlifted back to the DEO, Maggie riding beside her, and Kara flying close behind. Alex seemed to be suffering from a bit of hypothermia on top of nearly being drowned. They let her sleep through the ride, but Kara was still worried sick. Not only was Alex hurt during this whole fiasco, they had no idea what kind of effect it had on the baby. They weren’t out of the woods yet.
As soon as they got back to the DEO, Kara called Lena, and the CEO rushed to meet them.
Dr. Hamilton of the DEO gave Alex a full evaluation, and some stitches in her shoulder. It was too soon for any kind of sonogram to check the baby, so they had no idea if it was OK or not. Just the thought of losing Alex and her unborn child had Kara weeping uncontrollably as she held her wife in her arms.
“I’m so sorry, Alex!” Kara sniffled. “I’m sorry I didn’t find you sooner. I’m sorry for everything.”
“Kara, don’t be silly. You came for me, just like I knew you would.”
“I couldn’t have done it without Maggie,” the reporter admitted. “She was the reasonable one the whole time. I don’t know what I would have done without her. It was following her advice that finally got us the answer we needed to find you.”
“Maggie,” Alex reached out and pulled the detective closer. “Are you OK?”
“Am I okay? Are you kidding?” Maggie kissed her. “That was really clever, with the whole Navy Seal thing with your pants. What was that?”
“Well, I knew I just had to buy a couple seconds. I knew you were coming.”
“Mommy!” the twins burst into the medical ward with tears streaming down their faces. “Mommy! Mommy!” They ran to either side of her and squeezed.
“Oh, hi, babies,” Alex hugged and kissed each of them. “Mommy’s OK. I’m OK. Shh!”
Last, but not least, Lena arrived, throwing herself at Alex as soon as she stepped in. “Oh my god, Alex, I’m so glad you’re OK!”
“I’m OK, sweetheart.”
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She refused to stay in bed.
“Are you sure you're alright?” Kara worried.
“I'm all right,” Alex swore.
“I knew you'd be fine,” Mon-El grinned at her.
“You did good, Alex,” J’onn told her. “You too, Maggie.” He hugged them both.
“Oh, just doing what you taught me to do,” Alex waved him off.
Just then, a few soldiers were coming through the hall with Malverne.
“Oh. You survived,” he sounded disappointed.
“Oh, you do not get to talk to her!” Winn pointed angrily at him.
“What are you going to do to him?” Alex asked J’onn.
“My job,” he replied. “Protect the identity of Supergirl and the DEO.”
“You're gonna mind-wipe him?”
“Do you object?” J'onn wondered.
“No. Just… Before you do…” Alex punched Malverne in the face. “Just make sure he remembers that.”
Everyone howled with laughter and Winn and the kids high-fived the redhead.
“Will do,” J’onn chuckled.
Maggie pulled Kara aside. “I need to thank you.”
“Thank me?” Kara furrowed her brow. “For what?”
“I was so afraid of losing her that I wasn't thinking, and I almost…” Maggie sighed.
“Yeah, but you did the right thing, and that was all you. All I did was remind you of everything you've been telling me the whole time.”
“So does that mean you’re going to listen to me from now on?”
“Always. I love you more than words, Maggie Danvers.”
Maggie smiled softly. “I love you too, Kara Danvers.”
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