Accidental Meeting

That’s how the next few months went between Cat Grant and Supergirl, running, flying, or bumping into each other throughout National City. Sometimes it was on her CatCo balcony, other times it was after a rescue and Cat happened to be near.

One time she even swore she heard a whoosh from her penthouse balcony, but that was nonsense, only a handful of people knew where Cat Grant lived and Supergirl was not one of them, or at least she thought she wasn’t.

It was like Supergirl had a beacon right to her. Shaking her thoughts, Cat attempted to get a drink at a dive bar just far enough from CatCo that none of her employees should spot her.

After the havoc that Leslie created as Livewire she needed a drink away from the office. She didn’t want to be alone, but she couldn’t tell anyone that, this bar fit her needs.

Because of how she treated Leslie, her actions so many people could have gotten injured. Her assistant, who has proved to be of value, was one of the people she almost lost today. Kara seemed to know her every need before she ever asked, she valued the girl more than she let on. Purposely calling her Kiera to create distance between them. Not to mention, out of all her assistants so far she was the best to look at. Not that Cat Grant would ever let anyone know these thoughts. She valued Kara as a person, and she'll be damned if Leslie took someone from her.

Now, what did she have to do to get a drink around here?

Just like that, she noticed a feminine figure approaching the bar and quickly gained the attention of the bartender she failed to. Ordering a drink and smiling at the bartender she realized it was none other than her assistant Kara.

“I’ll have a whiskey,” Kara chimed, seemingly unfazed by the day's events.

Did Kara need the same thing she did? Miss Grant thought.

Thanking the bartender with a tip and bringing the drink to her lips she turned her body and her eyes caught the glare of Cat Grant.

This girl happened to chose this bar just as I was thinking about here? Cat Grant thought.

“Hello, Miss Grant,” she said while choking on her whiskey almost dropping her class.

Something about the way she said hello reminded Cat of her second run-in with Supergirl.

***Few months ago***

“Hello, Miss Grant” Supergirl said coming to a halt in the air, her cape seeming to snag in the air, began to float feet from Miss Grant’s balcony. If Supergirl could choke on words, Cat imagined this is what it would be like.

Cat brushed herself off and adjusted her hips, “Why how nice of you to finally join me, Supergirl, excuse me while I make another drink, this one seemed to have slipped out of my hands,” She said as she turned and walked back inside, her back now to Supergirl.

Kara observed how Miss Grant walked back with such intent. She thinks that’s the first time she saw Miss Grant falter in her months of working for her.

Miss Grant reached the bar and took a glance at Supergirl before pouring her drink.

Just then Kara heard the familiar thud, Cat Grants increasing heart beat. She’s listened to that twice before. She knew it now, and Miss Grant seemed to get excited whenever Supergirl is around, and well that one time Kara was in her office…

Just as her thoughts were trailing off Miss Grant was walking back to her onto the balcony. However, Cat was not as smooth as she wanted to be and slipped on the whiskey that was on the floor.

Supergirl was by her side in a blink catching her in a dip before her head hit the ground and Cat Grant found herself inches from Supergirl’s face. The S was flush against her chest as it raised up and down and she could feel the younger girl’s arm wrapped around her figure. From someone who she saw her rip an airplane door open, Supergirl surprisingly had a light touch. Strong blue eyes were piercing into her with concern.

Kara has Miss Grant in her arms. Well, Supergirl has Miss Grant in her arms, it was her fault Miss Grant slipped, but she couldn’t let her embarrassment show. She was breathing steadily, and her chest rose and fell with Miss Grants. She could feel the warmth coming from Miss Grant’s back. If she almost hadn’t cracked her head open, this could feel romantic. If only…

There it was, the heart beat again, it was thudding rapidly and increased as her eyes locked onto Miss Grant’s eyes and down to her lips. She heard Miss Grant take a gulp and looked down to her neck, and her heartbeat was speeding up. A charge began to build between them, and Kara could feel a wanting deep inside her growing.

She looked at Miss Grant, and she knew the same wanting was there too. Her eyes said it all, Kara’s fingertips were starting to burn feeling Miss Grants skin under the sheer fabric.
She thought she could feel Miss Grant’s body tightening underneath her. Miss Grant’s hips shifted ever so slightly to steady herself, and they raised to Kara’s thighs, increasing the sound of the heartbeat.

She was inches away from Miss Grant’s with her body pressed tightly against her. She could almost feel her head tilting…

Time seemed to freeze, if only for a few moments…

Just then she felt hands were on her chest, and Miss Grant was trying to push herself up, “Thank you Supergirl, for saving me, now if you can let me up.”

She had to adjust her position feeling Supergirl’s eyes on her, her lips and then throat. She couldn’t help but wonder what Supergirl thought when her head started to tilt. Was that from concern or… she quickly remembered, if this girl was related to Superman she knew she had super hearing and didn’t want her to hear her increasing heartbeat. The moment was already too much for her.

She stood up, and Supergirl was now feet from her, planted on her balcony, hands on her hips, Supergirl was watching her as she adjusted her pants and blouse. She thought she saw Supergirl blushing after the interaction, but she quickly floated away from the scene.

“Why that was eventful, thank you Supergirl for saving me a second time,” she said trying to compose herself and soften her heart beat, “now for our interview?”

“Now? Miss Grant, it’s late, and you almost took a bad slip.” Supergirl said with a concerning tone now floating back down to the ground, this time leaving a few feet between them. Whatever tension that just occurred is replaced with genuine concern on Supergirl’s face.

“Yes, I did, but it seems I only slipped because I split my drink and now it seems only fitting we have our interview as I finish a new drink.”

“Of course Miss Grant,” Supergirl said as she floated back a bit above the balcony.

***present time***

“Why, oh I’m sorry, I didn’t see you here, umm do you want my Whiskey, I see you don’t have a drink, you must have been trying to get one,” Kara said as she offered her drink and adjusted her glasses.

“That won’t be necessary, I was just leaving.” She said upset that her assistant received a drink before she did. More upset that Kara appeared as she was thinking about her. She didn't want to be alone, but it felt like Kara knowing what Cat Grant needed followed her outside the office and she couldn't accept that.

With that, she left her assistant, mouth open, at the bar and stood to leave. However, things didn’t go as smoothly as she wanted to and she tripped on the bar stool.

In a blink Kara was holding her up in the same position, she found herself a few months ago, moments away from Miss Grant hitting her head on the floor.

Cat stared up at Kara’s face, her mouth still slightly open and she could feel her breath quicken. Her blue eyes locked on her behind the small frames. The effect wasn’t as strong as Supergirl’s because of the frames, but there was something familiar behind those glasses.

Kara was holding Miss Grant for the second time now. Her breath was quick, almost panicky from catching her and she was close enough for Miss Grant to feel it. She looked down to see those brown eyes glaring into hers.

Her arms were around Miss Grant’s back again, and there was the gentle thud increasing, Miss Grant’s heartbeat speeding up.

She would never let Miss Grant know. However, working for her over the past few months Miss Grant’s heartbeat served as a beacon.

There were calls for the various people Kara cared about. For Alex, it was her voice, no matter how soft she could hear Alex call her after years of growing up together. Getting close to her friends, Winn, James, even Lucy. They each had their own way of letting Kara know when they were close or in trouble.

Whether they knew it or not, Kara was able to hone in on the people she cared about. Over the months, Miss Grant’s heartbeat gave her away after her first slip. It was how she was able to find her so easy in the city and accidently run into her so much.

She didn’t plan it, but when she was doing laps around the city, she would find herself bumping into Miss Grant. At first, she thought it was an accident, but then she realized she would hear a familiar thud drawing her close, like it called to her.

Looking back down into Miss Grants eyes with a feeling of wanting stirring from deep inside her, time seemed to freeze again….

Just then she remembered she had Miss Grant, her boss, Queen of All Media, in her arms, at a bar, and saw her blink as Miss Grant’s eyes began to travel down to her lips. She felt Miss Grant’s heartbeat quicken and her body was reacting the same way as it did a few months ago. Miss Grants hips rose slightly to steady herself. This time pressing and holding herself right against Kars’s waist. Kara unconsciously bit her bottom lip at the movement and her hand began to lower itself right above Miss Grants waist. If she just moved her lips three more inches, their lips would touch.

Miss Grant’s head seemed to be doing the tilting this time as her eyes looked to be closed half way.
That’s when Kara decided to bring Miss Grant back up to her feet as it was her turn to brush herself off.

Cat was startled with what had just happened. She couldn’t believe what happened between the two of them. She almost fell again and this time, Kara was holding her up in a fashion that was too similar to Supergirl. With a feeling too similar to Supergirl. She felt her heart race in just the same manner. And those eyes. They were hidden behind those frames, but she almost felt hypnotized by them. Not to mention the tension that seemed to ignite between them.

She was not the type of boss to have an affair with an assistant, an assistant almost half her age. No this wouldn’t do. This couldn’t happen.

“Why, thank you, Kara,” letting her real name slip out of her mouth and adjusting her skirt, “I’ll be heading home, I’ll see you tomorrow first thing in the office.”

“See you tomorrow Miss Grant,” Kara replied confused as she heard the heartbeat walk out of the bar and all the way to a car parked down the street.

She closed her eyes and heard Miss Grant’s heartbeat for almost a mile down the road.

***The Next Day***

“Okay, what is going on, the last time I saw Miss Grant quiet like this, Lois Lane was rumored to be having an affair with Superman, something is not right,” Winn said to Kara glaring into the glass office noting a quiet Cat Grant who hasn’t said a peep all day.

Kara was wondering the same thing herself. Dismissing what was said by Winn. She knew Lois and Clark were dating. They hid it for months before a few slip-ups occurred of Superman showing up at Lois’s private balcony. They fought off rumors and in a few months everyone forgot about the occurrence.

Clark discussed dating with Kara and the troubles it brought…. Kara stopped her thoughts. She wasn't dating Cat Grant. Cat Grant wouldn’t date an assistant, and she wouldn’t, right? Cat Grant wouldn’t date Kara, but maybe Supergirl… No. These thoughts had to stop.

Kara told herself that slipping and falling like that was close, intimate, adrenaline from almost falling was there. It was just an accident… that happened twice.

Still, Kara worried about Miss Grant, staring into the glass office still. After a brief interaction of going over Miss Grant’s schedule after her morning latte, Kara was dismissed and not hearing the typical yell of Kiera from the glass office was becoming concerning.

“Kara!” Lucy said snapping Kara’s attention away from Miss Grant and to a face that was smiling with a smirk that seemed up to no good.

“Now if I didn’t know any better, that longing look of yours appears to be directed at Miss Grant. Missing the shrill calling of Kiera! Every few minutes?” Lucy joked with her but the way she cocked her eyebrow implied something else.

This comment made Winn laugh and Kara shot him a quick look mouthing, “Shut up.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Kara said pushing her frames closer to her face.

After a few months of awkwardness between her and Lucy, trying to convince Lucy she wasn’t crushing on James they were finally on good terms. Lucy always teased Kara trying to figure out who to set her up with after they had become friends.

“I was just um, concerned, usually, Miss Grant needs more assistance throughout her day,” if Kara said on cue hearing, “Kiera!” come from the glass office.

“Assistance… I’m sure that’s what you want to call it” Lucy whispers to Kara knowing she’ll hear as she enters Miss Grants office causing her to blush.

“Kiera, trying out new makeup today, your cheeks look red,” Miss Grant says while smiling at Kara.

“No umm Miss Grant, Lucy just said…” noticing how far she was from Lucy now, “Lucy was telling me something outside, any way, nothing you need to worry about Miss Grant, what can I help you with.” She said looking back at Lucy slightly who could be caught giggling as she walked back to her office.

“Well it seems, you’re friendly with the better lane,” She said taking her glasses off her face, “I need you to get James and tell him to set up a meeting with Supergirl, tonight.” She said pausing staring at Kara, “That’s all.”

“That’s all? Miss Grant, did I do something wrong yesterday, because the bar, I didn’t mean to catch you like that, I was just trying to be helpf…”

Miss Grant cut her off putting a hand up, “It’s okay, no need to mention that, you did what you did. James, Supergirl, tonight.”

“Yes, Miss Grant,” Kara said as she said turning

“Oh and Kiera, tell Supergirl, try not to be late this time.” Miss Grant smiled at Kara waving her out.

Kara was far away from Miss Grants office, going to her secret Supergirl room located in CatCo’s, and she could still hear the familiar thud calling her to come closer.

***Later that evening***

Kara was so nervous about setting up for her meeting with Miss Grant that she kept knocking over things.

After the 2nd glass of M&M's Kara knocked over Miss Grant dismissed her saying she could take care of the rest before she bleeds on her balcony.

Kara was happy for it left her just enough time to change into her super suit and relax before seeing Miss Grant as Supergirl.

7:59pm Cat looked down at her watch. Any minute Supergirl would be floating down to see her. Her eyes were glued to the TV’s behind her desk to see if anything would delay their meeting. Luckily it seemed to be a quiet day for disaster in National City.

8:00pm. Supergirl is floating in front of her. “Hello, Miss Grant. James told me you wanted to see me?

“Hello, Supergirl, right on time.” Miss Grant said not being able to control her smile.

“Well, I figured because I was late for our last official meeting I should be punctual for this one,” Supergirl said floating closer to the balcony almost touching the ground.

Cat took a mental note of Supergirl saying official meeting. It seemed she was aware of how often they had run into each other too.

“How thoughtful. I guess you’re wondering why I asked you here. I wanted to say thank you for helping with livewire,” Cat Grant said with her back to Supergirl. Nervous that her heart would start beating rapidly.

After their embrace a few months ago Cat was nervous to get close to Supergirl again. But something changed after her interactions with Leslie; she wanted to get to know the hero more but how?

“I was thinking, maybe another interview, for the Tribune?” Cat said to Supergirl as she turned to face her.

“How is that a thank you for me?” Supergirl questioned turning away from Miss Grant, obviously hurt by the question.

“Well, after the Leslie incident, I was scared. Now, I won’t admit it to many, but I’ll admit it to you. I realized I could have lost my life; I put Kara in danger…” Miss Grant began to say.

“Kara?” Supergirl said, half turning to see Miss Grant slightly, noticing the older woman’s heartbeat was increasing yet again and that she called her Kara, not Kiera.

“Yes, Kara, my assistant. She knows me better than anyone,” she said trying to hold Supergirl’s eyes, “and I realized how little I know about the people in my life and that should change. So with you,” she quickly continued before Supergirl could convince her otherwise, “you have saved my life so many times, and it seems for some reason you keep bumping into me, like at the bar…”

Supergirl quickly cut her off realizing, Miss Grant confused her, with, well herself, “I wasn’t at a bar with you?” floating slightly away from her, observing the city, trying to look confused, hoping Miss Grant didn’t make the connections.

“Right, I’m sorry, something happened at the bar, and it reminded me of you,” Miss Grant said trying to study Supergirl’s features. Wondering why she had just apologized to the hero, why she had just confused her with her assistant. It did seem like she had a habit of bumping into both of them.

“I decided I want to get to know you better, Supergirl, and I can’t have you casually stopping by when there’s a city to be saved. Some trash news company may start rumors about us being together,” Miss Grant said now back into business mode, one hand on her hip, she swore she heard Supergirl say something along the lines, “I wouldn’t mind that,” catching her off guard.

Cat Grant pause and looked at the girl floating above her balcony, what is happening between them? She found herself staring at the girl, the curves her suit gave her. Her muscles, her touch… she thought about the time the younger woman caught her on the balcony a few months ago. How close they were to…

“Miss Grant?” Supergirl said interrupting her thoughts, “You were saying something?” Supergirl said not noticing how she had floated closer to the older woman as Cat Grant’s heart beat was increasing in the silence.

What is happening between them? Kara wondered as she realized she was almost within arms reach of Miss Grant. They were feet away from where they first touched, and Miss Grant was staring at her with a look in her eyes that could only be described as hunger. She remembered their first touch, how their chests rose and fell together. Kara wanted desperately to reach out and touch Miss Grant. Cut the building static between them. Her arm was floating up inches away from Miss Grant’s waist.

“KARA!” Alex blasted through her com. Bringing her hand to hear head to silence the sound that was blaring through her ear. Breaking any tension between the two women.

“KARA! WHERE ARE YOU? IT’S NON! HE’S ESCAPED AND IS COMING FOR YOU! KARA!?” Alex said again with panic in her voice.
Kara looked down into Miss Grants eyes with a sense of panic and worry. If Non was on his way she needed to get far away from Miss Grant as possible.

“I need to go Cat, someone is on their way, the less you know, the better, we’ll talk about this later,” Kara said squeezing Miss Grants hand and blasting off into the night.

Cat was stumped, holding the hand that was just touched by Supergirl. She felt the tension between them. She felt her heart being pushed forward, every muscle in her body was craving the touch of the younger girl before she had to leave.

But then she touched her and the look in her eyes. It was soft, caring, any tension between the two was gone and the Supergirl persona wasn’t there. It was a different character, who called her Cat, who genuinely cared about her.

“Kara?” she whispered, putting her hand to her cheek. There’s no way they can be the same woman, “Can they?” Cat Grant said louder than a whisper, hoping National City’s superhero would return unharmed from whatever battle drew her away.