False God
“Please.”
It’s been hours, or days, or years, or fucking lifetimes. All Lena wanted to do was let go. She couldn’t do anything. She couldn’t do anything but listen and beg.
So she begged for hours on end. Dried tears on her cheeks. Bloodied wrists she stopped feeling hours ago. She begged.
“Take me. Me. Please take me. Take me. She doesn’t have anything to do with this!”
She yelled. She screamed. She wailed. She bawled. Nothing worked. Every time she would look up, she was met by a more horrifying sight every single time.
Kara dangling from the ceiling. Kara shrieking. Kara thrashing. Kara bleeding. God, Kara was bleeding, dying, and it was her fault. Then it stopped.
“Alright ladies,” Jakob threw the sticks to the floor and rubbed his hands together, “I think it’s time to end this whole charade, don’t you?”
He walked to the wall behind Kara in which his knife was still embedded, and yanked it out. “Unfortunately for you,” he pointed the knife at Kara, “I fear it’s going to be the end of the line.”
With that he pushed the knife deep in her thigh. A pained moan was all that would come out of Kara’s mouth. There wasn’t any strength left in her to scream.
“However, you don’t have to worry. I am no monster. You’ll get your goodbyes.” Jakob pulled it back out. “No!” Lena breathed out.
Reality all came crashing down on her. There was no way they would get out of here. Kara would die before that. If not from the burns, then from exsanguination.
God no. Fate was playing some fucked up games. They had just admitted their feelings to each other. She got to kiss Kara. After everything they’ve been through, Lena finally thought she would get her happy ending. The happy ending they both deserved. Kara deserved to wake up happy.
Then it daunted on her.
She was the reason Kara was dying. If she hadn’t announced to the world that she was dating Kara Danvers, Kara wouldn’t be here. It truly was all her fault. She was killing her. She should’ve seen it before. Now it’s too late. Kara’s restrains opened and she dropped to the floor. She dropped and didn’t open her eyes again.
“Kara.”
“Don’t worry; you’ll get to her soon.” That smug smirk appeared on Jakob’s face again and he walked out, closing the door behind him. They were alone again.
“Kara, darling, open your eyes please. Kara? Kara pl…” Lena’s cuffs opened too and she dropped to her knees, unable to hold herself upright. She crawled to Kara. Her head was in Lena’s lap. Her golden hair falling like a halo around the both of them. Like an angel. Lena had her fingers pressed to Kara’s pulse point. It was mainly to reassure herself, even though it did everything, but that.
The thumping against her fingers was rapid, way too rapid, even for a Kryptonian. Lena put her other hand on that stab wound on Kara’s leg. It wasn’t what made her heart clench and her eyes water, but she had to stop that bleeding. At least it was something she could do. “it’s going to be okay Kara,” Lena ignored the fact that Kara most certainly didn’t hear her.
“I’m going to get us out of here. I promise.”
She lowered her head and pressed a kiss to Kara’s clammy forehead. She ignored her chapped lips. She ignored Kara’s cold and pale skin.
A lone tear rolled down her left cheek. Lena angrily wiped it away with the back of her hand.
How was she supposed to save her if she couldn’t even get her emotions in check? She had to bottle up her emotions, keep them down, deep down.
Kara wouldn’t want that, but it was the only way for Lena. It was the only way she knew. Kara would argue of course.
She had taught her hope was stronger. Stronger than fear. Stronger than any emotion Lena tried so fiercely to hide, to push back. Because Kara taught her that she had to feel in order to hope. Because Kara had told her that hope was a mindset. And with hope, fear turned into fuel. So Lena let out a shaky breath and let all her emotions overwhelm her for a few seconds, before hoping. She will get them out. Kara will be alright. Kara will open her eyes again. Kara will kiss her again.
But then the door opened.
Lena knew.
It was over.
They were coming.
The recent acquired hope vanished. She closed her eyes.
“Come on Luthor! We have to move!” She opened her eyes again. Jerry. He was crouched in front of her, holding her shoulders to force her to look at him.
“We don’t have much time. We have to move! Now!”
He moved to take Kara, but Lena slapped his hand away.
“Don’t touch her.” It came out as a growl.
“You have to trust me. We only have a small window of time before they come for you.” He smiled shyly at her and slowly moved to take Kara. As he saw that Lena would let him, he got up and gently took Kara’s lifeless body in his arms.
Lena was frozen. What the hell was happening?
“Now!” Jerry’s gruff voice snapped her out of her head. Yes. She didn’t know his motives. She didn’t even know if he was actually taking them home or if this was just another one of their games.
Making them hope and stripping them of it over and over again.
However, she didn’t have a choice. She had no other hope. So she got up and followed Jerry’s broad shoulders through this maze of a building. Lena followed.
She felt weird. It was the only way to describe it. Her feet were moving, though she felt completely detached. As if she was just looking down at herself. She hoped to god that Jerry wasn’t lying.
Soon enough they were outside. Stars decorated the night sky and there wasn’t any artificial light in sight. They were moving towards an old Bentley 50 meters from the exit. Lena was ready to jump up and push Kara and Jerry to the floor as soon as she heard walking sounds. Fortunately she didn’t have to throw them down. Lucky.
Jerry somehow managed to open the car door with Kara still in his arms and Lena climbed in first. She helped him put the blonde as delicately as possible down on the backseats.
Lena’s breath hitched. She wanted to throw up. Still she put pressure on the still bleeding leg and looked at Kara’s face. She prayed that she was just imagining the pallor because of the lack of sunlight, but she wasn’t kidding anyone. The car started moving and with that, the fog that obstructed Lena’s mind.
“Where are you taking us? Who are you? Why are you helping us?” The questions flew out of her mouth. “Why did you kidnap us? Why did you take her?” Her bottom lip started to quiver, so she stopped herself before Jerry could hear it.
“I will take you wherever you need to go. My name is Noah Selerino. I’m helping you because you need help.” Lena saw how he dodged the last two questions, but it was true. Kara needed help and he was the only one ready to give it to them, so she played along.
“National City, the L-Corp building and I need a phone.”
He reached in his back pocket, got out a flip phone and gave it to Lena. With one hand on Kara’s leg, she flipped the phone open and dialed Alex’s number. Thank god for the photographic memory. After two rings, the agent picked up, and through came a highly suspicious voice, “who is this?”
“Alex, its Lena.”
“Lena? Oh my god! Are you okay?” Gone was the suspicion, now replaced by worry. True worry. Lena’s heart almost melted off at the sound of it. She never thought Kara’s friends would actually worry about her –well she did think they tolerated her but this-
“Yes,” she felt a tear slowly roll down her cheek, “I’m okay, but Alex… Kara.”
“What? Is she okay? Is she hurt?”
“Alex I’m so sorry. She got hurt because of me and it’s my fault and I don’t know what to do. God Alex, they tortured her because of me.” Lena was trembling. She heard Alex take a shaky breath before giving her an answer.
“Okay. Where are you? I’m coming to get you both.”
“No it’s okay, I uhm , I got a ride.”
“Okay good. Do you know how long until you’re here?” Lena forwarded the question to Noah. “Eighteen minutes to L-Corp.”
“Okay good. Now I need you to tell me exactly what they did to Kara, so I know how to treat her when you get back.”
Lena got into detail to what they did.
From the kryptonite, to the assumed adrenaline, to the electrocution, to the stab wound. It was all her fault.
Kara was dying in Lena’s arms in the back of a stranger’s car and it was all her fault.