Stress
Kara woke to a sharp kick in the ribs, and for just a second, she imagined that it was Kayla jumping into her bed, giggling and squirming. Lena would roll over and give her a good morning kiss, before scooping Kayla into her arms and placing hundreds of little kisses all over the toddler's face.
"Out," Mike ordered, interrupting Kara's daydream. She stood slowly, pulling herself up on the bars that made up her cage.
"Come on, time to talk." He called. Kara trudged after him into one of the torture chambers.
"You know, If you'd just talk, you could go home." He mumbled.
"Oh, I never thought of that! Let me just explain to you how our military jets are made. Oh, and the bomb formulas! Yes, I'll enable you to terrorize entire cities, just to get home!" Kara snapped sarcastically.
"If you just told us where it is, we'd let you go!" Mike shouted.
"I will never tell you how to find it! Just kill me, why don't you!" Kara shouted right back. And then it all went black.
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Lena woke up to a little one jumping on her bed. She rolled over, leaned forward, but Kara wasn't there. She sighed and sat up, rubbing her eyes gently and holding her head.
"Kay-Kay, get Momma's phone." She muttered. The little girl jumped off of the bed and landed not so gracefully on her stomach.
"Momma!" The little girl cried, obviously struggling to breathe.
"Kayla! What hurts, babe?" Lena asked, springing out of bed and kneeling next to her youngest daughter.
Through her tears, the little girl whimpered, "My arm." Lena scooped Kayla up and carried the toddler to the couch. She rushed around the kitchen to grab the children's Advil and an ice pack.
"Momma, you promised to take me to L-corp today!" Lexa shouted.
"Sweetheart, your sister hurt her arm. I don't think anyone's going to L-corp today." Lena sighed.
"'Kay. School?" Lexa sighed.
"Please. Can you call your aunts and ask them if they can come to grab Lori on the way to school?" Lena asked.
"Yeah. I'll walk." Lexa nodded and ran back to her room to change into her school uniform.
"Mom, I don't feel good." Came a shout from Lori's room. Lena groaned. Of course.
"Just a minute. Please get dressed." Lena called. Through the chaos came a knock on the door.
"It's us!" Maggie shouted.
"Damn, you're fast. Lena murmured.
"We heard a commotion in the background." Alex smiled. Lena placed the ice pack that she had finally found in the freezer onto Kayla's little arm, which was already bruising and swollen.
"Thanks. Lori says she's sick, Lexa's mad at me, and I'm pretty sure Kayla just broke her arm." Lena sighed.
"Go get ready. Maggie can take Lori's temperature and I'll check out Kayla's arm." Alex smiled gently as she shooed Lena away to prepare for her day, which was already stressful enough to give a normal person a heart attack. It was a good thing Lena was the opposite of normal.