SEVEN
Seven.
Kara frowned as Miss Grant walked towards the elevator, the doors not opening.
“What is wrong with my elevator? Computer droid, what is wrong with-” Cat turned to Winn’s desk, but as Kara knew, he wasn’t there. “Keira, where is my IT boy?”
“I don’t know, Miss Grant,” she looked around, taking a second to use her x-ray vision, and found him in the Supersquad room, playing on the computers with…was that Carter? “Uh, I’m sure he’ll turn up.”
Cat pursed her lips, “Keira, I need to get home, and I cannot go in those monstrosities across the plaza – it’s simply cannot happen. I will not be seen among the rabble.” Kara’s lip twitched without her permission, which Cat immediately caught onto. “Something funny, Keira?”
“No, Miss Grant,” Kara shook her head, before coming over to the elevator control panel, peering at it, trying to see if something was wrong. Upon seeing, using her x-ray vision again, that there was something inside the wiring, she reached up, easily prying the panelling off to reveal the insides, where a bleeping mechanism sat. “This isn’t part of the lift controls,” she said quietly, Cat immediately making a noise of discontent.
“What will it do? Make it stop between floors? Explode?” Kara didn’t answer, not knowing. Placing the panelling on the ground, leaning over to do so, Kara noted once again how Winn was at the computers – yet wasn’t calling her for any Supergirl business. Her eyes narrowed. Has he got something to do with this? But no, it was Winn – he wouldn’t endanger Miss Grant.
Would he?
“Call the police department, Keira, I want to know who has sabotaged my elevator,” Cat said sharply, before looking over to the public elevators. “Then accompany me downstairs using the…public elevator.” She sounded disgusted. “Chop chop, Keira.”
Kara nodded, reaching for her cell only to remember she’d given it to Lucy. “Uh…” she went over to her desk, where her work phone sat. Calling the police department took little time, and then she was accompanying Cat to the public elevator, who cleared one completely before getting inside.
“Well come on in, Keira,” Cat said irritably, prompting Kara to get inside, the doors shutting behind her. “Now, when we get to the ground floor, you’ll accompany me to the door then wait for the police to ar-” All of a sudden, the elevator stopped, the lights all going off. Cat jumped, reaching for a bar to hold onto.
“What happened? Has the elevator broken down? I knew I shouldn’t have stepped foot in one of these civilian death-traps.”
Kara, who could easily see in the pitch black, put a hand on Cat’s wrist lightly, knowing she was scared of elevators since the incident with Livewire. “Miss Grant, we’re going to be fine. Do you have your cell phone?”
“Yes,” Cat breathed, before fumbling for her pocket, pausing at finding nothing, “No. I do not. Have I been pickpocketed?” Kara frowned, before looking up to her office, trying to find it – which she did.
“Didn’t you leave it under Carter’s jacket?”
Cat growled, “No. I didn’t leave it anywhere. And why would you guess Carter’s jacket, of all things?”
“I- I don’t know, maybe I saw it? It just came to mind…” Kara swallowed, before searching her pockets with her free hand. Nothing. Not a single cent. Kara bit her lip. “Miss Grant, I think we’re going to have to wait for someone to rescue us.”
Cat grimaced, “Great. Trapped in an elevator on the day Carter decides to go home from school early. At least the company isn’t half-bad.” And despite the circumstances, Kara couldn’t help but smile at the compliment.
“Thank-you, Miss Grant.”
“Don’t let it get to your head.”