Timeless

"Can you believe Snapper?" Kara asked darting in her office.

"I—, who?" Cat looked up from her laptop, the girl she met earlier that day was now sitting not very gracefully on the seat across her desk.

"Snapper!" The girl complained, "First he wants me to write an article on the elevated numbers of unidentified people that are received in the morgue yearly, which I did after a long investigation of all of the city's morgues, then he asks me to rewrite it a hundred times, which I also did of course, just to dismiss the article completely in the end because of, and I quote 'lack of information of the involved' what's that supposed to mean? They are all unidentified for Christ sake! All we know about them is that they are all called John or Jane and that their last name is with no exception Doe!" Kara blurted out, without taking time to even breath between sentences as she gesticulated with her hands uncontrollably in front of Cat.

"So, you are a reporter," Cat simply stated her conclusion out of the girl's words. 

"What? Of course I'm a reporter you gave me that job, when I picked it, remember? what's happening Ms. Grant? You are acting quite weird since this morning, is something wrong? Anything I can do to help you?" Kara suddenly asked worry taking over her features, replacing her anger, she extended her hand over the desk and grabbed Cat's hand.

"I—," Cat hesitated talking her hand away from Kara.

She didn't know the girl sitting in front of her, she actually didn't know anyone in this company or anyone in the city, everyone she knew were at least twenty years older than she remembered, she didn't know how their relationship had developed with her over the years and everything was so different and scary. She was horrified, that was the truth, even if she tried to hide it, acting like everything was okay, acting cool was something she would not be able to sustain for a long time and she knew it. Even if it was not immediately, she knew she eventually would break.

Cat walked out to her balcony. Kara followed her closely.

"Ms. Grant?"

"I'm okay Kiera, just a little tired, that's all."

"You know, you can tell me anything, right?" Kara tried making her turn around and look into her eyes.

There was something about that girl that made her feel like she could trust her with her life.

"The thing is that, no Kara, I don't know that and I pretty much don't know anything about you, or anyone, or anything!"

"I know we are not the best friends or anything, but I do think we have gotten to know each other more lately, don't you think?"

"I don't know anything about you Kara!" Cat screamed to her face.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm not Cat Grant!" She screamed again.

"Who are you then?" The girl asked rolling her eyes as she folded her arms over her chest. 

Cat was making not sense.

"Well, I am Cat Grant just not the one you know," she lowered her tone, "I'm a past version of the Cat Grant you know, would you believe me if I tell you that until this morning I had no idea you excited?"

Kara looked at her, trying to find something in her eyes that would allow her to understand what she was talking about. She searched for a trace of a lie, a trace of madness even. There was none. She could only find confusion and fear in them. 

"Are you talking seriously?"

Cat nodded.

"I really don't know why I even told you all that, I don't even know if I can trust you," Cat shrugged turning around to face the city, "you must think I'm crazy or something."

"No, I actually believe what you are saying," Kara whispered.

"Why would you?" she asked ironically.

"Because I know you Cat," the younger blonde said squeezing Cat's shoulder softly, the woman remained looking towards the city, "and I know you are not lying."

"Well the thing is, I don't know you Kara."

"Well I assure you that you can trust me Ms. Grant and I will help you, I still don't understand the situation very well, but I'll do everything that's in my—."

"Wanna go out for dinner tonight?" Cat asked turning around again and placing a finger over Kara's lips to stop her from talking.

"Are you—, are you asking me out? Oh no, what I'm even talking about, of course you just want to talk about the situation and—."

"I was actually asking you out, but if you already have plans I can understand."

"I've no plans, I just—, you are—, I —."

Kara stood there not able to pronounce any coherent sentence, still not sure if her ears had heard right. Cat glance was fixed on her eyes, she couldn't manage to say anything.

"Come on Kiera, you are a gorgeous woman is really that hard to believe I want to go out with you just because I want to enjoy your company?" Cat rolled her eyes, "you know what, I don't care, I'll pick you up at eight, my driver knows where you live, right?"

Kara nodded.

"Fine," Cat said going back to her office.

"Fine," Kara answered tilting her face to one side completely disoriented and confused,  she then walked out of the balcony and the office.

What had just happened? She honestly could not tell. The only thing she knew was Cat thought she was gorgeous and wanted to go on a date or something of sorts with her.

...

"So who are you really Kara Danvers?" Cat asked tracing the edge of her wine glass with her index finger.

"Why do you ask? Who do you think I am? I'm no one."

"Interesting," Cat said narrowing eyes.

"What?" Kara laughed nervously.

"Nothing just that I didn't took you by a person with a big secret in her life."

"I don't have any big—, secret? Why would you think I have something to hide, don't be ridiculous," Kara babbled  moving her hands uncontrollably, smacking her fork accidentally, making some sauce fly from her plate. 

"Oh thank you dear, was really looking forward to taste that sauce on you plate," Cat teased taking the single drop of sauce that had landed on her chin with her finger to then lick it clean, "delicious," she added giving Kara a very suggesting look that made her blush instantly.

"I'm terribly sorry Ms. Grant," the girl apologized.

"It's just sauce Kara and please call me Cat, Ms. Grant makes me feel, well, older," the woman said wrinkling her nose, "now about that secret of yours—."

 "I've not such secret Ms. —, ehm Cat I mean," Kara crossed her arms diverting her gaze from Cat's  inquisitive eyes.

"Alright, I'll  drop the subject, for now, but you have to tell me more about you and me. What's your relationship with the future me? Are we friends?"

"Oh well Ms. Grant and I, I like to think we are friends, you know? More than just coworkers, well I don't know what I am to her, but she is certainly more than a former boss to me, I mean we've been through a lot together."

"How is she? I mean as a person," Cat asked absorbed by the girl's expression and smile when she talked about her future self.

"Well she is so amazing, I mean you are, she is, I don't know, this is so weird, talking like you are not here sitting beside me, even when I  know you are not really you, anyway,  she's so impotent and graceful and intelligent and stunning in every single way, I admire her for so many reasons I can't even name them all."

"It sounds almost as if you had a little crush on me darling," the woman started, "ever wondered how would be like kissing me? Or her? Whatever," She dropped after delighted by Kara's automatic embarrassment expression.

"I—, I never, of course not!" She denied shaking her head vigorously from side to side.

"You are a terrible liar dear, you should know that Kiera" Cat smirked, "there is something you should probably know about me too, I'm a quick fall for pathologically terrible liars," she said getting closer to the girl bending over the table, Kara just stared right back at her with her head tilted to one side as trying to connect the words that were leaving her mouth but failing in the attempt, "you should probably also know I'm no one to wait for what I want, I just don't have the patience," she shrugged, "that being said—," Cat said rising from her chair, bending over the table even more and grabbing the girl's shirt neck, she pulled her closer and kissed her briefly, "you happen to be one of those things I want stranger." 

Cat said letting go of the girl and sitting back in her seat.