Accidental Meeting

Kara didn’t show up to work the following day or the next, and by day three Cat was on edge waiting to see when Kara would come or if Supergirl’s name would show up on the news. She was fed up with Winn’s reasoning that Kara came down with the flu. Kara had worked for Cat for over a year now and during that time she hadn’t heard so much of a sneeze from this girl.

She saw the fight on the news channels. Everyone did. An alien named Non tore through National City fighting Supergirl. Slamming into buildings, parks, and trees, while Supergirl did everything in her path to stop the threat while saving people. So Selfless, Cat thought as she saw the hero saving people instead of following the man. Eventually, the fight cut out when Non and Supergirl paused and headed off in the same direction together. Something drew them away from the fight.

That was the last Cat Grant saw either Kara or Supergirl for three days.

“Winn, tell James I’m leaving the office for the rest of the day. Cancel the rest of my meetings; I’m sure you can do that. I have somewhere I need to go.” Cat Grant said, moving quickly to her grab her coat and stomping off to her private elevator.; seeing Winn scramble to his feet as the doors closed.

Riding down her private elevator she thought about the last time she saw them both. Three days ago... She was piecing together the puzzle, and she stared at Kara talking to Lucy through the Glass window. Kara began to fumble with her hands and adjust her glasses as Lucy mocked her. If she had one guess, it was about her.

Lucy had spent the earlier part of the week making fun of her about her crush on Kara. Not that she admitted it to Lucy, but Lucy was her council, and she was observant. Lucy could see the way they interacted with each other. The way Cat’s eyes lingered on Kara after she left a meeting. Lucy had called Cat Grant out on her crush, on a girl half her age from the start, something that hasn’t happened to her in years.

***few weeks ago***

“What’s so wrong with exploring an office fling with your hot and competent assistant?” Lucy said as she cocked her head and folded hear arms, challenging Cat, noticing Kara had just left the room and Cat’s eyes haven’t left Kara's back side.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Cat said waving a hand while bringing her eyes back down to the papers in front of her, “and since when are you friendly with Puppy Danvers? I thought you didn’t like her because of the thing with James?” Cat said tipping her glasses to the bottom of her nose and letting her eyes focus on Lucy, hoping this would end the conversation.

“Actually, we realized we had a bit of a misunderstanding and well, Puppy Danvers, as you call her, isn’t that bad after all. James isn’t the person she has a crush on,” Lucy said holding Cat's gaze as she stood up to leave the office, “I wonder what she would think if she knew about your pet name for her.”

Lucy left Cat’s office and smiled at Kara whispering, “See you later supes,” as she made her way down the hallway noticing Cat was now staring at Kara.

Kara was idly working by her desk before she looked up and saw Miss Grant staring at her. Kara noted the uptick of Miss Grant’s heartbeat when Kara looked at her.

Miss Grant went back to doing her work, pushing what Lucy said away, unknowing that Kara had heard everything said between her and Lucy.

***present time***

The elevator dinged and entered the car that had pulled around for her.

“I need to go for a drive, head towards the ocean.” Cat said rubbing her temples, trying to clear her thoughts before she came up with a plan to find Kara or Supergirl.

She was piecing together the puzzle; Kara appeared the same day Supergirl did. There were also a few slip ups. The way Kara responded to her being the woman in the plane, almost like Kara was there. But then again, it may not be hard to imagine since that was a jarring experience.

Then there were all her run-ins with Kara. The most recent one being at the bar. It’s like Kara knew her every move. Even in the office, there were times when it seemed like Kara knew what she needed without even speaking it. Finding the bag of M&M’s she lost, knowing to send a car for Carter after she got off the phone with his father bailing yet another time, finding her favorite pen that will cause her to go into a panic if she lost. She’s never told anyone that was her favorite pen, but somehow Kara knows.

Then there their most recent run-in. The time at the bar. After Leslie had attacked, she wanted to know Kara better. Just like that, Kara had appeared. She didn’t know how Kara did it, but there she was ordering her favorite drink. Then offering it to her, she didn’t even think Kara liked whiskey.

And then there was that catch, identical to the one Supergirl did on her balcony. Supergirl also had a habit of running into her and seeming to know her needs. After the plane, Supergirl would appear once a week close to Cat. Especially after a long day at work and she was resting on her balcony, Supergirl would appear and chat with her about the day. Sometimes giving Cat a scoop on a story or she would listen to her complaining about carter’s dad.

Oh gosh she remembered, there was the one time she rambled about Kara and how she saved her from a coup. Supergirl teased her for having a crush on her assistant.

***Flashback***

“Miss Grant, Kara was your hero today. The way you talk about her, do you have a crush on her?” Supergirl asked, hands on her hips, looking exactly like her relative, Superman, with a grin on her face.

“What? A crush. Sorry to disappoint you Supergirl, but Cat Grant does not get crushes. Not even on heroes.” She responding, making sure to stress the word heroes, trying to mask her racing heartbeat. Then noticing what seemed to be a frown appearing on Supergirl’s face.

“My apologies Miss Grant, of course you wouldn’t. Especially not on your assistant. Goodnight Miss Grant,” she said before blasting off into the night sky.

***present day***

“I must of hurt her,” Cat said out loud bringing her hand to her mouth.

There were too many accidents for her to believe that Kara and Supergirl were not the same person. Especially after the bar and confusing Supergirl for Kara later that evening. She has never been known to make a mistake like that.

She felt Kara’s fingertips on her back, that night. The same pressure as Supergirl’s. The same eyes staring at her. The only thing she didn’t let Kara know is that she wanted her, she wanted to know what her lips felt like on her. So many nights had she imagined Kara taking down her ponytail and being able to loop her fingers through her hair. Cat wanted to pull Kara down and feel her body weight on top of her, pressing against her, exploring every inch of her body. She wanted to show how much Kara meant to her.

“Miss Grant were almost at the beach.” Her thoughts interrupted by her driver.
“Yes, umm I suppose we can pull up…” She was about to say when she looked to her right and saw her. A familiar face, sitting there, eating ice cream, with a silly smiler on her face, "Kara!" Miss Grant said dropping her phone out of her hand.

She was laughing with another girl and father looking figure, simply eating ice cream at this tiny shop, smiling. A smile she hasn’t seen in three days. She noticed Kara stopped laughing and was now staring directly at her.

Getting out of her car, not waiting for the driver to pull over and a car almost hitting her, she stormed over to Kara.

Kara popped out of her seat and there was a look of panic as Cat almost got hit.

“HOW DARE YOU LIE TO ME!” Cat yelled at she approached the trio, pointing her finger at Kara the entire time, “YOU’RE HOBBIT FRIEND MADE UP A STUPID LIE OF YOU HAVING THE FLU AND HERE YOU ARE! ICE CREAM!?” Cat couldn’t stop yelling.

The older woman with darker hair stood up with her hands in front of her motioning for Cat to calm down, “Now look, I know you’re her boss, but you can’t come here and yell at her like this, Kara does enough for you at work and deserves some respect.” Alex was going to continue when Cat cut her off.

“Respect? She deserves my respect?” Cat said noticing Kara was now standing unsure of how to react, fumbling with her glasses and she stared at her ice cream when Miss Grant questioned Kara deserving her respect.

“I was worried sick! I haven’t seen her in three days, and after that fight I didn’t know when she would be coming back!” Cat huffed out, showing more emotion than she wanted to.

Alex was about to respond when the three of them paused, looking at Kara who eyes were glued to Miss Grant's face realizing what Miss Grant just said .

Now the older man was standing up to say, “Miss Grant, I don’t know what you think, but Kara has been sick with the flu the past few days. Alex and I wanted to spend relaxing some time with Kara before she headed back to work,” Hank replied taking a step towards Cat, hands on his hips and staring her down. He was the only one to directly approach her.

That’s when Kara spoke up, “Cat, I think we should talk. Alone,” she added looking back at Hank and Alex and making her way from the table to Cat. Pleading with her eyes that it would be okay. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hide whatever was going on between them for much longer.

Walking to a secluded part of the beach neither of them spoke.

Kara knew she would have to speak eventually and it appeared as if Miss Grant had put together that she and Supergirl were the same person. She sensed Miss Grant’s heartbeat increase as they slowed down to sit as Kara removed her cardigan so they weren't directly on the sand.

The last time she saw Miss Grant was to fight Non. Non and Kara were exchanging blows, which turned out to be a distraction to install a program called Myriad around National City. The fight stopped when Astra had been killed. She hadn’t blown out her powers, but she needed time to mourn. She lost the only person outside of Kal-El that felt like home on Krypton.

She knew she had to talk to Miss Grant now. After the past few months of running into each other, and the bar, the balcony. Her pull to Miss Grant was growing stronger.

“Nice weather today Miss Grant,” Kara says attempting to start the conversation, avoiding Miss Grant's eyes at all possible.

“I’m not here to talk about the weather, Kara,” saying her proper name on purpose, slowly, making sure to stress it’s importance.

“I know,” Kara said starting to fumble with her fingers.

She found Miss Grant’s hand holding hers, stopping her fingers from twirling. Noticing Miss Grant’s heartbeat and a strong pull between them. She couldn’t look at her though. Kara was afraid what would happen if she looked into Miss Grant’s eyes. She was cursing herself for not asking the hologram Alura what happens when Kryptonians’ form a bond to someone...

“Kara, what is this? This bond between us. I’ve tried to deny it, but there’s this pull. I was thinking of a plan to find you today, and here I am, with you. I think of you, and you appear.” Miss Grant said, almost a pleading sound to her voice that Kara has never heard before.

Kara was still looking down when she felt Miss Grant’s hands leave hers and she whipped her head up.

Miss Grant was staring at her, and their noses inches away from each other and a hand cupping Kara's face. Kara could feel Miss Grant’s breath, it was hot and slow, a hint of chocolate was there. Her hand was coming up to cup Kara’s cheek and the other one was placed on Kara’s leg, burning where she felt the impression.

“Miss Grant… this.. I, we can’t...” Kara began to say trying to draw her body away.

“Cat,” she said, “you’ve called me Cat before, you can call me cat now.”

“Cat…” Kara began to say, moving her head back up, trying to reach Cat’s hand to move it away.

She found Cat’s lips pressed to hers. Soft, tentatively, the first time Kara ever saw, well now felt, Cat do something she was unsure of. Kara couldn’t move. Her lips couldn’t move. All she wanted these past few months was to feel these lips. Now she wasn’t moving.

Cat began to worry, had she misread the signs? Is this not what was going on between them? Just as she began to worry she felt Kara kiss back.

Slowly at first, but Kara’s lips were pressing against hers. They began to part and their heads tilted to catch a breath. Cat’s hand began to slide to the back of Kara’s neck and Kara’s lips eagerly parted and her tongue grazed the bottom lip of Cat’s before she nipped at the lip. Cat let out a moan which cued Kara to pull Cat onto her lap and grab her waist to lessen the distance between them. Cat's was straddling over Kara, inching her body closer to Cat's waist. Their bodies molded together as Cat’s tongue began to explore the inside of Kara’s mouth. Kara pulled away for a moment and took a breath and began to bite down harder, this time Cat let out a louder moan that surprised them both and brought Kara back to what they were doing.

They weren’t talking. Cat was straddled on top of Kara’s lap in a beach cove with her hand caught up in Kara’s flowing hair while Kara gripped onto Cat’s waist.

Their breathing was both haggard. Their fingertips lightly grazing each other. Kara's hand tracing lightly over Cat's lower back sending little shock waves through Cat's body. Cat's hands were still on Kara's thighs, pressing firmly into her legs making Kara want her even more, that familiar wanting feeling growing deep inside of her.

Kara stared at Cat with deer eyes in shock of what just happened. She was making out like a teenager with her boss, who just happened to the be the Queen of All Media, who knows she’s Supergirl.

As if on cue Kara heard her com go off, “Kara! Kara! I know you’re talking to Cat, but there’s a situation, it’s Non. The time of mourning is over, and he’s attacking CatCo!” Alex was screaming into her ear.

“Crap,” Kara said looking away from Cat.

“You need to go?” Cat said trying to smile.

“Yes and you need to get somewhere safe, Non is attacking CatCo.” Kara said noticing Cat’s heartbeat was now racing for different reasons.

“What?! CatCo? Why? No, I need to go back,” Cat was saying getting to her feet, brushing the sand off.

“No, please, it’s not safe,” Kara said hearing Alex yelling into her ear again.

“I’m Cat Grant; I don’t run away from a fight,” Cat began to say, marching towards her car, “If there’s an attack on CatCo, I need to be there."

Kara used her super speed and cut in front of Cat. The first time Cat saw Kara and Supergirl in action as one.

“No, this isn’t an attack against you, this is against me. Astra is dead, Non’s partner. He’s going to come after my partner. You.” Kara said, eyes pleading, “I’ll have someone from the DEO get you back to your home, stay there. I don’t think Non has placed me there yet,” Cat picking up the blush on Kara’s cheeks with here saying yet, making sure to note she called her a partner later. “I’ll come back, tonight, I promise.” Kara said, giving Cat a quick, chaste kiss on her lips, “We’ll talk, I promise.”

Kara used her super speed to change, letting Cat see her in her suit for a moment, winking at Cat, she took off racing back towards the fight.

Cat stood in shock of everything just happened. She kissed Kara… Supergirl... the same person, who was going to fight a super powered alien, for her?

“Be Safe,” She whispered. Hoping that Kara would still be able to hear it.

Kara did. She had to come back.

***Later that evening***

Cat was swirling a glass of whiskey on her personal balcony. It had been hours since she last saw Kara and the news coverage wasn’t helping the situation. She saw Kara and Non face off across National City. Kara was doing everything in her power to protect the people of the city and eventually successfully drew Non out of the city limits.

That’s when the coverage stopped, and Cat had spent the past 4 hours alone on her balcony wondering when her hero would come back to her. If she would come back to her. Cat had to push that idea out of her head. Kara promised her she was coming back, if she knew anything about Kara, she didn’t break promises.

As it approached 1 am she was wondering if maybe the girl had blown out her powers, maybe she was going to walk through the front door. Cat shifted to waiting in the living room and turned on a movie. Thankfully Carter was at his dad’s for the weekend so she wouldn’t have to worry about his safety.

2 am was about to strike and Cat decided it was best she got some rest. If Kara was in trouble she needed to be well rested to take on the day tomorrow.

She had just finished closing the blinds to her balcony and was turning to get into bed, when there was a thud on the balcony and her doors flung open. Cat saw Kara’s face full with concern that Cat wasn't there. But there Cat was, startled, standing near her bed, caught up in sheets and falling. Cat Grant was falling yet again thanks to Kara and yet again was caught in a dip by Supergirl… Kara, saving her from hitting the ground.

There it was the pull. It was too familiar to them both. Kara’s fingers pressed against Cat’s back and they both could feel the warmth of the touch. Both of their hearts were racing towards each other. Their breath was in sink with each other and Cat’s chest was rising and falling against Kara’s family crest. Cat’s hips were pressed firmly against Kara’s waist, their legs tangled around each other with Cat’s hand this time moving to the nape of Kara’s neck. She was pulling herself close to Kara’s face.

Their eyes locked onto each other this time. Cat could see a sea of warmth behind Kara’s eyes, finally not hidden behind the frames, she was seeing all of her for the first time. No longer was it just the strong powerful force of Supergirl or the gentle hunger from Kara’s eye. It was all the emotions mixed together. The pull was undeniable. Cat could feel her heart racing, realizing Kara could hear it but not caring. She needed her. Now.

“We really have to stop meeting like this,” Kara whispered inches away from Cat’s lips, letting a smirk appear on her face. Cat was not use to Kara speaking like this, bold, assertive, taking what she wanted.

“You better kiss me before one of us is forced away,” Cat responded with lust in her eyes and her voice husky, full of want and desire, gripping Kara tighter, signaling Kara to make a move.

That was it for Kara, her lips came crashing down onto Cat’s and lifted Cat’s feet off the ground. Cat’s breath hitched when it happened but quickly gave into the feeling of the younger woman’s soft lips on hers. Kara’s lips were firm and acted with purpose, burning themselves onto every inch of Cat’s they could touch.

Kara’s arms were firmly wrapped around Cat as she floated them to Cat’s bed. Eager to land on the sheets and able to fully explore Cat.

“I’m not going anywhere tonight,” Kara finally responded, and she propped herself up over Cat and raked her eyes over her body, still clothed, that needs to change Kara thought.

Kara was still in her suit, cape drawing over their bodies.  Eager in anticipation Kara descended onto Cat’s body full of desire, planning to remove every inch of fabric separating them.