Gone
Lena had managed without Kara for three whole months. Every baseball game, every science fair, and every field trip, she was there. It didn't help that the girls went to three different schools. Lori went to an elementary school near Catco. Lexa, who was only twelve, went to a private high school near L-Corp that fit her interest in science and math more than public school. Kayla went to a preschool closer to their apartment. The only reason she was able to get them all home was that she had a nanny. When Kara was kidnapped, there wasn't even a crime scene. No witnesses, footage, or evidence whatsoever. She had vanished. After the first month and a half, hope was almost lost. Alex and Maggie searched endlessly. Lena attended a fundraiser three months after Kara disappeared, on October sixth. She and her daughters cried as people spoke about Kara, but none of them knew her as well as Lena did.
"Kara Danvers-Luthor was the best woman I knew. She was taken from us on July tenth of this year, on her way to a meeting for our company that was given to us by Cat Grant, Catco Worldwide Media. This fundraiser means so much, even if I don't need the money. It shows whoever has her or whoever hurt her that we aren't giving up. Kara, we love you, we miss you, and we can't wait for you to come home. Because no matter what anyone says, I believe you're coming home to me." Lena barely made it off of the stage before she collapsed in a heap of sobs, her oldest daughter, Lexa, holding her tight.
Little did they know, Kara was watching, and it was killing her. Her captor stalked up behind her and wrapped an arm around her neck. Kara struggled to breathe as the woman smirked.
"Are you watching your wifey cry? Poor, poor Lena. Aww, that's too bad." The woman's tone was sharp and angry as she mocked Kara's wife.
"Let her cry. She's just going to break faster." A man called.
"I'll never tell you!" Kara screamed, her fingers tangling in her hair as the madness set in. "Never tell, never tell, never tell. Never tell for Lena!" She screamed as loud as she could until the tears set in, and she collapsed as her captors laughed.
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Meanwhile, in the Luthor household, everyone was busy with their own thing. Lexa read (A science-fiction novel, suggested by Kara before she left), Lori danced (ballet, like Kara, when she was little. She had hated it, but Lori loved it), Kayla colored a picture of her family (including Kara, of course), and Lena sifted through old pictures. There was one where Kara had smashed an ice cream cone in Lena's face, and they just laughed. Another where Kara gave Lena a piggy-back ride on the beach. Lena's favorite was where Kara held Lexa on her shoulders, Lena held Lori, Alex cradled baby Kayla, and Maggie held Lyla up like the Lion King. Countless memories sat in her hands, but she couldn't seem to remember Kara's voice. She called Kara's cell number because she hadn't disconnected it yet. The voicemail kept her sane on days like this, when Kara was the only thing she could think of.
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Kara fell to her knees, sobbing. The man pushed her back into her cell as the woman simply laughed. They were perfect for each other. The only thing Kara knew for certain in that little cell was that she loved Lena Danvers-Luthor and she hated Mike Daxam and Lillian Luthor.