The Art Of
Lena woke to the sound of crackling and the smell of bacon. As she opened her eyes, she was temporarily blinded from the sunlight brightening the room. She sat up, blearily rubbing her eyes as she tried to adjust to initially unfamiliar surroundings.
“Where…” She trailed off tiredly as she tried to get her bearings.
Suddenly the memories from last night came crashing in.
“I couldn’t be happier that it’s you…with Lily…”
She closed her eyes, letting out a low breath as she felt herself cringe. Oh god, could she be more embarrassing.
Falling asleep on Kara?
Stifling a groan, Lena got up stiffly from the bed. She looked out a window, squinting against the bright light — it had to be mid-morning; she had slept what…at least 8 hours? She couldn’t remember the last time that happened. And she had slept well -– two days in a row? That was completely unheard of.
Taking a deep breath, Lena smoothed out her clothes before silently padding into the kitchen.
The sight before her almost made her forget about her mortification.
Kara was bouncing around the kitchen with pans and glasses, seemingly lost in thought. The blonde had her hair up, glasses off and was wearing a bright yellow apron.
It was so…normal. So carefree.
And yet… she had never seen Kara look like this. It was refreshing watching the woman in question work with near reckless abandon, and Lena found herself almost completely taken by the sight. It was a side of Kara – one where she didn’t have to worry about which hat she had on. Kara could just be Kara. Not Supergirl. Not a Pulitzer-winning reporter. Just Kara.
“Hey,” Lena finally called out, reluctantly as she knew the spell would be broken.
Kara glanced up and met Lena’s gaze. Apparently, the magic had really been broken because the blonde froze mid-pour of coffee.
“Kara?” Lena furrowed her brow, walking closer. Kara’s mouth had formed a little ‘o’ shape, and she was staring at Lena blankly. Lena self-consciously ran a hand through her hair in attempt to look a little more put together, briefly wondering if her state of disrepair was the cause of Kara’s shock.
“Lena,” Kara squeaked, recovering. “You’re awake.” She hurriedly righted the pour-over kettle before the glass started to overflow. Dusting her hands off on her apron, Kara beamed at Lena.
“Yeah…” the Luthor trailed off, unsure of what to make of Kara’s behavior. Lena opened her mouth to question the situation but immediately became distracted by the plate Kara quickly put in front of her. Probably the point, a small voice in the back of Lena’s head whispered.
She ignored it.
“Did you actually cook?” Lena looked up at the blonde in shock, who was wearing a smile that stretched ear to ear.
Kara hummed non-committally, head bobbling slightly in excitement.
“Define cook.”
Lena felt a genuine laugh bubble up through her stomach, and she gave Kara a fond chuckle.
“Okay so I may have stopped by this cute little diner for the food,” the superhero commented at the Luthor’s skeptical look, grabbing her own plate and standing in front of her friend. “But the bacon and coffee are 100% me.” Kara looked at Lena and nodded. “Try it.”
Still smiling, Lena picked up a piece of bacon and bit into it. She immediately moaned when the perfectly crisp texture began to melt in her mouth.
“Kara, marry me,” she practically groaned, immediately taking another bite of the strip. “This is amazing.”
Lena’s eyes fluttered open when she didn’t hear a response.
“Kara?” She waved her hand in front of the reporter whose eyes seemed to have glazed over for the second time that morning.
Putting down the bacon, Lena observed the superhero carefully. Based on the recovery times the last few days, Lena expected that Kara would come back to the land of the living in…
Three…
Two…
One…
Kara seemed to come around to her senses.
“I’m sure Lily would be happy if I said yes,” Kara chuckled. Lena couldn’t be sure, but the Super’s checks seemed to be pinker than normal.
Lena’s brows knitted together as concern flitted across her face.
“You’ve been doing that a lot lately.”
Kara shook her head with feigned ignorance, procrastinating a response by stuffing her mouth with food.
“Doing what?” she questioned, after she swallowed thickly.
“Leaving.” Lena said quietly, fixing a penetrating gaze on the blonde that dared her to feign ignorance.
But Kara was nothing if not daring on the precipice of cowardice.
“I’m right here, Lena. I’m not going anywhere.” Kara shifted uncomfortably on her feet. Lena could tell the other woman was less than forthcoming and decided to press the matter much like a dog might hunt a bone.
“Where do you go?” Lena asked, taking another (much quieter) bite of the bacon.
Kara opened her mouth to respond but seemed to reconsider her words at Lena’s penetrating look.
“Sometimes…I forget this is real.”
Lena frowned but busied herself by taking a drink of coffee, letting her friend continue.
“And I wonder if I’m going to screw this all up.”
The blonde had taken to biting her lip and looking away.
“Kara,” Lena let out a breathy laugh, reaching across the counter to grab her friend’s arm. “You could never. I mean, we have a daughter together now. I’m stuck with you, like it or not.”
Kara’s eyes widened and she refused to meet Lena’s gaze. “Yep,” she said shortly.
The word came out sounding oddly high-pitched, but Lena decided to finally let the matter drop. There was probably a little more to the story than Kara was letting on, but it was clear that she wasn’t going to get anything else out of Kara. At least, not at this moment.
But that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to try and break the awkwardness.
“I’m sorry about last night,” Lena began, deciding to try another tactic. “I distinctly remember practically collapsing on you.”
At this Kara laughed, finally looking up to meet Lena in the eyes. “You literally passed out mid-sentence. It was so sudden that if you hadn’t started snoring, I would have worried about your health.”
Lena felt her cheeks color in mild-embarrassment but her objective had been completed with minor causalities. What’s a little pride between friends.
“There she is,” Lena said with a half-smile, letting Kara get the dig in about snoring (which she most certainly did not). The non-sequitur caught Kara by surprise. Her eyes widened, caught, before she ducked her head again. But not before Lena stole a look at the bright red flush of the hero’s cheeks.
How cute. Lena caught herself. She blinked a couple of times. What?
“How did you sleep?” Kara started, apparently eager for a change in conversation.
“Well.” Lena mused, putting prior thoughts in a box and filing them deep away. “Though I will say it’s the first time I’ve slept in a half-suit, half-sweatshirt combination.” She laughed, gesturing to her attire.
Kara grimaced. “Sorry, but you were sleeping so peacefully that I didn’t want to wake you up.”
Chuckling, Lena shook her head. “No, I appreciate it. I’m just sorry for your bed – I’d been walking around in those pants all day.”
“It’s fine, the bed’s seen worse.”
Kara paused mid-bite. Lena looked at her, mouth slightly agape, an eyebrow arched.
“Um – that came out sounding….”
“No…nope,” Lena shook her head. “Don’t need to know.” She definitely did not need to hear about her friend’s bedroom antics.
But Kara seemed almost desperate to elaborate.
“But, all I was saying was…”
A distinct buzzing interrupted Kara’s protests. Lena’s attention shifted down to her pocket as she pulled out her phone. She took one look at the caller ID before picking it up.
“Hey sweetie.”
Lena didn’t miss the almost indecipherable look that flitted across Kara’s face. A look that was curiously similar to the one Lena had seen back at the hospital. But that would be ridiculous. She gave the Super a small smile even as her brow knitted in confusion.
“Hi Lena!!” came a bright voice.
Kara apparently heard and recognized the voice because her expression immediately morphed into one that was much more bemused.
Lily, the Super mouthed.
Lena nodded. “What’s up?”
“Is Kara there too?”
“I’m here!” Kara called out, loudly.
“Hi Kara!!”
Lena chuckled into the phone. “Did you call just to say good morning?”
“Mxy said I should invite you two to come over for lunch!” There was a pause. “But he said he couldn’t make it. Something about a council meeting.”
Lena looked over at Kara who mouthed, Yes, while nodding vehemently.
“We’d love to,” Lena said warmly.
“Yay!!”
Lena couldn’t help but smile at the cheer. “I’ll see you at…” she trailed off, looking at Kara who had wiggled a couple of fingers. “…two?”
“Yes that’s absolutely perfect! I’ll see you both there!”
And with that, the overexuberant 9-year old hung up.
“You got her a phone?” Kara looked at her, eyebrows raised. “Is this what it’s going to be like, being the daughter of a CEO?” Kara teased, tongue between her teeth in amusement.
Lena opened her mouth a couple of times as she searched for a response. “I know I should have consulted you first, but I…”
“Lena, it’s fine.” Kara laughed. “I trust you. More than you know.”
Unsure of how to respond to the flattering sentiment, Lena moved to start clearing the dishes. If Kara had said that when they first met, Lena would have simply thought it was pleasantries at best. When they had been best friends, Lena would have thought Kara was being facetious. After all, of course Kara trusted her.
Lena blinked. It was funny – that was the first time she thought back to their past relationship and its subsequent implosion without feeling bitter.
I trust you. More than you know.
Now…their relationship was what? Friends who are co-parents?
And what did Lena take that statement to mean now?
Kara was looking at her warmly and Lena was forced to avert her eyes.
“I’ll take care of the dishes, and you can get changed.”
Somehow…Lena believed the Super…believed that Kara trusted her more than Lena believed; that thought filled her chest with warmth.
So caught up was she in her psychoanalysis that she almost missed the eyeroll from the reporter who lightly tugged the dishes out of her hand. A split second later and both dishes were hanging on the drying rack, spotless.
“Kara.” Lena was forced rudely back to reality by the preposterous sight of a completely clean kitchen. “You can’t use superspeed for everything.”
Kara frowned. “Well why not? It takes me far less time than it would take you.”
Lena found herself practically out of an argument as her mind whirled to find a counterpoint. “You’ll spoil a girl,” she finally responded, laughing.
“Go get changed, Lena.” Kara huffed, pushing the CEO towards her room.
“Into what? My bloodstained shirt? Great way to meet your daughter,” Lena drawled, quirking an eyebrow at Kara who winced.
“I forgot.”
“Clearly.”
“Let me get you something.”
Nodding, Lena let Kara disappear round the corner. Lena cast a cursory gaze around the room, waiting for the Super to return. Her line of sight narrowed in on a suitably sized mountain of cloth tucked away in the corner.
“Kara?” she called out.
“Yeah?” the response was muffled, but she could just make out the words.
“Did you sleep on the couch?”
A moment later, a sheepish Kara Danvers appeared in front of her holding a pair of slacks and a dress shirt.
“I didn’t want to wake you. The bed’s pretty small.”
“Kara. It’s a queen. It’s not like either of us are particularly large people. I would have hardly noticed your presence on a normal day. Let alone one where I’m passed out drunk.”
Kara crossed her arms, defensively.
“You didn’t have a problem taking the much smaller couch a couple of days ago?”
Lena’s not quite sure how to respond to that.
“That was different…” she tapered off.
“Really?”
“Yes,” the CEO responded, adamantly as she appeared to settle on an argument. “Kara, you can’t let people kick you out of your bed in your own apartment.”
Kara was silent for a moment, but Lena’s own mind betrayed her. It’s okay when it’s your own office though.
“But you’re not just people.” Kara mumbled the sentiment so lowly, that Lena almost didn’t hear it. Lena watched the Super tuck a lock of hair behind her ear nervously.
Lena sighed, shaking her head. “You really are too much.”
Kara grinned at her, apparently pleased with her response. “But that’s why you love me,” she sing-songed, ducking out of the way from a lazy swat.
Lena’s lips quirked upwards at the taller woman’s ridiculous antics.
“That’s why I love you.”
Kara froze, and Lena watched the Super grow increasingly more flustered. Lena’s eyes crinkled in amusement. Kara was so shy.
“Lena,” the hero whined, picking up a pillow and chucking it. “You’re not supposed to answer that so seriously.”
“Are you just going to perpetually attack me with pillows every time you get embarrassed?” Lena laughed, ducking out of the way of the flying projectile. “There are easier ways to settle this than violence, Supergirl.”
Kara rolled her eyes, picking up another pillow to continue the assault.
“Violence seems to be working quite well.” The Super paused as she cast a quick look around for more ammo.
Lena took the temporary cease fire to grab the clothes out of the Super’s hands. But not before her lips lightly ghosted the Super’s ear.
“I think this is more effective,” she whispered, before sauntering off to the restroom.
As she closed the restroom door, she heard Kara’s strangled voice ring out.
“Lena, that’s playing dirty.”
Lena laughed. “All’s fair in war, darling.”
And this time, she didn’t forget about Kara’s superhuman hearing ability.
“So was this why you wanted to head over to the hospital for such a late lunch?”
Kara turned to look at the CEO who was standing behind her, arms crossed, and one eyebrow raised. Kara hated it when Lena did that. It was horribly distracting and really not helping with that.
“If it’s bad enough for Alex to come in on the weekend. Don’t you think updating her on this business with Mxy can wait for Monday?”
Given the details Lena had shared last night coupled with the Super’s unfortunate infatuation with said best friend, Kara had spent a very sleepless night mulling over the situation.
She came to the very stark revelation that there were three infallible truths:
- Lily needed to believe Kara and Lena were in a very intimate relationship
- Anytime Kara and Lena were in the room, they’d have to pretend as such
- There was no way Kara was going to be able to pretend
And thus, Kara needed Alex.
“We also know Mxy is now harmless for the foreseeable future,” Lena continued, completely oblivious to the inner turmoil Kara was battling. “…as we are both on-board with this pretense.” Lena trailed off, a hint of worry evident in her eyes.
“Actually, I never did confirm that. Not exactly.”
“Confirm what?”
Kara found herself momentarily distracted by Lena’s outfit which was just a tad too big for her, given that it was comprised of Kara’s clothes. The CEO was wearing a rolled-up button-up, white blouse…well, mostly buttoned up. Lena had opted to not use all of the buttons and Kara was finding herself sidetracked. Almost as distracted as when she saw Lena this morning, with mussed hair, an oversized sweatshirt and just looking altogether so absolutely…
“…relationship.”
Kara blinked, struggling to catch up with the conversation.
“Sorry, I missed that?”
Apparently that had been the wrong answer, because Lena pursed her lips and appeared to survey Kara carefully.
“Kara,” she said slowly. Lena was wearing an inscrutable expression. “We don’t have to sell this relationship together… Her surgery is Monday. We just have to sell the lie until then.”
“I…” Kara frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, you’re Supergirl after all.” Lena had pulled Kara off to the side and was now speaking in a whisper.
“I can do all of the selling on this, myself. All you have to do is show up at other times during the weekend. Coincidentally, we’d not show up at the same time. I’m busy running a company…you’re busy saving the world.”
Lena gave Kara a half-smile that didn’t seem to reach her eyes. Kara’s frown deepened.
“It’s not unbelievable, Kara.”
Kara bit her lip, unsure of what was happening. “What would be the point of that?”
Lena gave her a look. “You’re uncomfortable with the lie, Kara. You said as much last night.”
“Yes, that’s true. But I never said I wouldn’t help. She’s my daughter too, Lena.” Kara retorted, indignantly. She found herself crossing her arms, defensively, not liking where Lena was going with this.
“Kara, that’s not what I…” Lena sighed, rubbing her forehead. “If we show up together, after that article, Lily’s going to expect…”
Lena trailed off, looking at Kara expectantly.
Oh.
Suddenly it clicked. And Kara should have been ecstatic. Kara couldn’t pretend without colossally screwing everything up, and Lena was giving her an out. The out.
But somehow Kara’s heart wasn’t aligned with what her brain was screaming.
Say yes, you moron.
“Absolutely not.”
An emotion flickered across Lena’s face – was it hurt? – but quickly disappeared, and the Luthor’s face was impassive once more.
“I completely understand Kara. I get that it’s too much especially given everything that’s happened between us. Having to pretend you’re in a relationship with a Luthor, particularly one that’s hurt you, is too much for anyone to…”
“Lena, don’t be ridiculous.” Kara grabbed the other woman’s arm as if that might make the Luthor see how absurd she was being.
“Kara let me finish what I was saying…” Lena’s eyes were unreadable, but Kara found herself still desperately searching them for a hint of understanding.
“Lena, I would be honored to be in a relationship with you, fake or otherwise.”
Kara blinked as she felt Lena’s arm warm, and her heart rate speed up.
What?
The reporter’s eyes darted to Lena’s face which was now struggling to maintain a mask of indifference. It almost looked like she had managed to actually fluster the CEO which was completely…
“….or otherwise?” came the half-strangled reply. Both of Lena’s eyebrows were now raised as she fixed Kara with an unreadable look.
Kara immediately dropped Lena’s arm as if burned and took a couple of steps back, mouth opened to explain and beg forgiveness.
“Kara relax,” Lena laughed, interrupting Kara before she could start her apology. “I know what you meant,” she said, fixing Kara with a warm smile. “Thank you.”
Kara jerked her head a couple of times in assent, still mortified by her Freudian slip but mollified that Lena had read nothing into it. She turned back around.
“Now that we’ve got that settled,” she murmured walking rapidly towards the doors. “Let’s just talk to Alex, and then we can go to Lily.” Before I go insane.
“Kara.”
Alex watched as the woman in question walked in quickly, gaze averted. Lena followed closely behind, cheeks slightly pink. Alex couldn’t place it, but something about the Luthor’s appearance was…different. Off, somehow.
She nodded towards Lena in acknowledgement, who nodded back in kind.
“Kara, I’ve told you not to fly here out of costume,” she said dryly, fixing her sister with a pointed look.
Kara blanched. “We didn’t fly here, Alex. We took the bus. Besides, even if we had flown here, why couldn’t I have just changed on the way in?”
Alex frowned, casting a quick glance back to Lena whose cheeks had returned to a normal color. Curious. It's not cold outside.
“The DEO is hardly the place you need to switch back and forth between identities,” Alex retorted, ignoring the indignant huff from the Super as she continued to give Lena an odd look.
“She convinced you to take the bus?”
Lena scoffed, shrugging. “It’s hardly the first time.”
Alex’s eyes widened and she glanced back at Kara.
“What? Lena’s not particularly fond of flying, and it was faster than waiting for John.”
“John…” Alex trailed off, slightly confused.
“My driver,” Lena said simply. “We had a bit too much wine last night, and I stayed over at Kara’s as a result.”
Alex could see Kara’s pleading eyes and the imperceptible shake of her sister’s head. The Director sighed. Obviously, Kara hadn’t told Lena about the Super’s midnight panic attack at Alex’s apartment.
“I’m glad to see you two are getting back to normal.”
The relief on Kara’s face was palpable. It also made Alex want to tease her a little.
“You know, Kara was besides herself when you two had that falling out.”
Alex bit back a smile as she saw the reporter stiffen considerably.
“Of course I was upset. I just lost my best friend,” Kara said, defensively. Alex noted with amusement that her sister was fiddling with her glasses. Lena was also watching Kara with a small smile on her face.
“Oh really?” Lena drawled.
“I can’t tell you how many times I caught her mooning over some picture of the two of you.”
“Alex.”
“God, I don’t think she was even that upset when Mon-El was forced to…”
“ALEX,” Kara said loudly, cutting her off.
Alex rolled her eyes and looked at Kara. The Super’s cheeks were blotched red, and her eyes were watering. Alex felt the smile slip off her face, and she shot Lena a nervous look.
Lena was looking at Kara in concern.
Shit.
Alex let out a low breath. She’d gone too far. Now Kara looked like she was going to cry, and Lena had noticed.
“Listen, we were only here to update you on what we found out about Mxy.”
Alex was surprised that Kara had managed to keep her voice even.
“But if you’re busy, then we can come back another time.”
The Director ran a hand through her hair. “No, I’m not busy…I’m waiting for the others to get back from a lead they’re chasing down.” She noticed with relief that while Kara was still refusing to meet anyone’s gaze, she seemed to have noticeably calmed down. Lena finally looked away from Kara and caught Alex’s eye.
“We understand what Mxy’s motives are,” Lena said quickly.
“I see,” Alex said slowly. Knowing what she did about Mxy plus what Kara told her last night about Lily, Alex had a pretty educated guess as to what that was.
She also knew, based on one look at Kara’s face, that reason was not the primary driver of Kara’s visit. But that driver was unfortunately fixated on following Kara’s cover-story to a T.
Thankfully, Alex was saved from figuring out how to separate the two by the disgruntled Coulan that came storming into their conversation.
“Alex, this is not working. Are the others back? Their investigation could prove paramount to uncovering the situation with these quark spheres.”
Brainy paused, realizing that Lena and Kara were in the room.
“You two are back so soon?”
“Brainy,” Alex cut off any responses, hoping to re-direct the conversation. “I’m glad you’re here. Lena, would you be able to give Brainy some help in the lab?”
Brainy scowled. “I do not need help.” He retorted.
“Did you just not come here saying it wasn’t working?”
“Well yes. But that’s because I need more information.”
“Or another variable,” Lena snuck in, giving him a small smirk.
Brain gave an insufferable sigh. “Historical precedent isn’t an indicator of future success.”
“That means yes,” Alex said, fixing Lena with a pitiful look. “Please help. I’m sure Kara can catch me up to speed on Mxy.”
Alex gave Kara a pointed look, and her sister managed to mumble a few words in the affirmative.
Lena smiled, shaking her head. “Lead the way, Brainy.”
Muttering darkly all the while, Brainy compliantly led Lena out of the room and down the hall.
Satisfied that they were finally alone, Alex gestured to the seat next to her.
“I have a feeling you want to be sitting. You want to tell me what this is really about?”
Kara obliged, silently, still fixing Alex with the kicked puppy dog look from earlier.
So half out of guilt, half out of obligation, Alex listened to the whole sordid story. From Mxy’s initial involvement up to and including Lily’s current survival predicament.
“So that’s what you meant when you said Lily would die.”
Kara nodded, face pale. Alex whistled lowly.
“Look, her surgery is Monday right? Can’t you just keep your appearances with Lena limited? You’re both incredibly busy people. It’s not unfathomable that you both just couldn’t show up at the same time on one weekend. One’s a Superhero; other one’s a CEO.”
Kara gave out a broken laugh.
“Lena suggested that, actually.”
Alex threw up her hands, looking at Kara with poorly concealed confusion.
“So why are you sitting here moping?”
“I can’t believe you compared her to Mon-El.”
Alex flinched at that non-sequitur. “I know, I’m sorry.” She sighed. “I got carried away a little.”
Kara slammed her head down on the desk. “A little? Alex, after what I told you, you went and compared her to my ex-boyfriend?”
”I know! Completely my bad but…” She gave Kara a look. “It’s not like you were mooning after her back then, right? Wasn’t that completely platonic?”
Kara let out a groan, shielding her face from view.
“I…don’t know.”
Alex paused. “Kara…when we spoke last night, you made it sound like a silly crush.”
“I know,” came the muted reply.
“But…”
“It was always Lena, Alex. It didn’t hit me until you mentioned Mon-El.”
Ah. That was a weighted revelation. Hesitantly, Alex placed a hand on her sister’s shoulder.
“I just never realized. I never considered the possibility.” Kara's voice was strained.
Alex winced. The words left unsaid.
Until you said it.
“Listen, we will figure out how to deal with Lena after Monday’s surgery, okay? For now, just focus on organizing your story and coordinating alternating visits to Lily with Lena.”
“I turned her down.”
Alex blinked. “What? Turned down what?”
Two non-sequiturs in a single conversation was a little much for a Saturday morning with no coffee.
“Lena’s suggestion.”
Alex’s hand dropped from Kara’s shoulder. “Well why the hell would you do that?!”
There was a response from Kara, but it was so muffled from the Super’s newly-cocooned situation in the chair that the Director couldn’t understand it.
Alex groaned loudly. “You’re really not making this easy on yourself, are you?”
“Are you going to just spend the entire time berating me? Alex, I’m counting on you,” Kara whined while somehow managing to bury herself deeper within her arms.
Suddenly a thought struck Alex.
“This isn’t like you, Kara. You’re not one to sulk. So why not make the best of this?”
Kara shook her head. “I’m not following, Alex.”
“Why not try to win her favor?” Alex said bluntly.
There was a distinct amount of spluttering from the chair next to her as Kara finally sat up, looking at Alex with sheer incredulity.
“Are you insane?”
Alex bit her lip, giving Kara a wry smile.
“Why not? I don’t see a problem with this.”
“Why n--- ALEX.” Kara said loudly, eyes wide and eyebrows furrowed.
“You want me to seduce my very straight, very best friend under false pretenses when we already have trust issues arising from my big fat lie, and you don’t think there’s a little bit of a problem.”
Despite being able to hold her breath for far longer than normal humans, Kara was red in the face from the long-winded rant.
Alex laughed.
“Well, when you put it like that…”
Kara frowned fiercely, and Alex finally sighed. She leaned in to look Kara seriously in the eye.
“Look, whether or not you like it or not, you’ve got to pretend to be in a relationship. Yes or no?”
Still frowning, Kara nodded. “Yes.”
“You didn’t realize your feelings until someone pointed it out. Hell, you were even dating William a few weeks ago. Yes or no?”
“I was not dating William; it was one date.” Kara retorted. “Why does everyone keep saying we were—”
“Kara,” Alex deadpanned.
“Well aside from him, yes,” she grumbled.
“So you’ve got three days to show a certain Luthor what she’d be missing out on with a relationship with the one and only Supergirl.”
“But…”
“If it goes south, you can just claim it was for Lily. She’d never have to know.”
Kara frowned. That didn’t sit right with her – she had promised Lena… no more secrets.
“No. After Monday, I come clean. I promised her, no more secrets.”
“So you’re going to tell her on Tuesday that you spent the weekend trying to seduce her.”
Kara flushed. “Rao, no. I’m just going to explain that I’ve lost control of my feelings and that I don’t want it to affect our friendship. I wouldn’t.”
“Well there’s your answer then. You’re going to spend the weekend seducing a CEO.” Alex was practically chortling at this point.
“Alex, I have not agreed to that. Plus, how the hell am I supposed to seduce someone? You understand you're talking about Lena. One does not simply sweep Lena Luthor off her feet.”
“Well you better figure it out.” Alex glanced at the computer clock. “Didn’t you say your lunch date with Lily was at 2?”
Kara whirled around to look at the clock.
“You’ve only got a couple of hours to figure out the art of the seduction. You better get moving.”
“But Lena…”
Alex gestured off to the distance. “I’ll handle Lena. She and Brainy will be tied up with that little kerfuffle for a while.”
Finally, Kara fixed Alex with a smile. The first smile Alex had seen on her sister in a couple of days, if she was being honest.
“You’re the best, Alex. But this doesn't mean I'm going to try it.” Alex was taken aback by a brief hug before her sister completely disappeared.
She sighed.
“God, I hate when you do that.”
Despite the situation, Alex smiled to herself.
Her baby sister was going to seduce a CEO. Who would have thought?