Chapter 1
I placed my last bag in to the trunk of Natasha’s car and took one last look around the homestead. The only real home I have ever known and I’m leaving it and mom behind, heading in to the big city to move in with my soulmates. I still feel kind of bad leaving mom all alone here, but Laura promised she and the kids would be there for her. Mom’s the one in fact pushing me to move out, stating that now that I found my soulmates and outed myself as Supergirl, moving in with them at Avengers Tower is the best thing for me. Speaking of my mother, here she comes now with Natasha walking next to her wearing tight jeans and an opened red flannel shirt over a black tank top. She pulls off the country girl look very well. Though I’m thinking she could pull off any look without a problem.
Natasha hung around the farm with us when everyone else left shortly after our work at Fort Kirby. Steve went back to New York along with Fury. Steve to update the others and Fury to update SHIELD on Supergirl. Clint was going to take a week off to spend with Laura and the kids. Skye, Melinda and Coulson sadly had to get back to the rest of their team. Skye gave me all her contact information, making me promise to give her mine once I got settled in at the Tower. She’s still a little jealous of that, me moving in with the Avengers. But when Natasha told her both she and mom, even Melinda and Coulson have an open invitation to visit me there well. Let’s just say she recovered quickly and managed to keep a lid on her excitement. Though her face did turn some interesting colors while doing so.
Anyway, Natasha stayed and the two of us really connected. The bond between us is almost solid. Just needing a little something extra to make it complete. I was not willing to go that extra step to cement the bond under my mom’s roof. At least that was the excuse I gave Nat, who obviously saw right through it but went along with it. Probably guessing I’d tell her the truth when I was ready. She kept in contact with Darcy, who just got back in to town with her bestie Dr. Jane Foster a few days ago it seems. It was beyond nice spending all that one on one time with Nat, but I really want to meet Darcy. Just hearing some of the stories from Natasha made her sound amazing and a very important part of her life. Though she wouldn’t tell me why, only that I’d have to wait and see for myself when we meet.
“You got everything you need?” Mom asked as she and Nat stopped in front of me.
“Everything I really need. The rest I’m leaving in my room. That way you don’t turn it in to a gym or sewing room.” Mom laughed and pulled me in to a hug, placing a kiss to the side of my head.
“You know I’d never do that. You and your friends are always welcome here. Think of it as a place to escape to when you need a break from the city and superhero life.”
I smiled brightly at mom as she turned and gave Nat the same hug and kiss treatment. She’s family now, something mom kept telling her every day. A concept Nat is still working on, but thanks to Clint, Laura and the munchkins she’s open to it. We climbed in the car, not wanting to drag this out longer than it already has been, and waved goodbye to mom as Nat drove us away.
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Flying would have been way faster than driving all the way to New York from Smallville. Especially for me. The way Nat drove her Charger that Stark had sent down for her kinda felt like we were flying in a way. It was relaxing to just sit back and let her handle getting us there. I did offer to take over so she could sleep, but she told me her body is used to pulling all-nighters. A skill that comes in handy she mentioned with a sexy flirting little smirk. Considering we had some time to kill before reaching the city limits, I figured now is as good a time as any to have this talk.
“I’m a virgin,” I blurted out, causing her to swerve the car a little in to the other lane before correcting it. “Not in the physical sense anyway. Took care of that myself because…well…might be hard for someone to…you know. Should I stop talking and we can pick this up when you’re not concentrating on the road?”
Nat hit a few switches on the steering wheel, setting the cruise control I guess, before sinking her GPS up to the Tower. The car continued to drive smoothly as she turned her head and looked right at me, reaching out and taking my hands while giving me a warm smile.
“I let Stark put in a few features that make this car actually drive itself when heading to the Tower. You have my full and complete attention.” Nodding my head, I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. I could feel her pumping out soothing, loving vibes through the bond. Assuring me that I could tell her anything and receive no judgements.
“Growing up with my powers was hard. Mom and dad, even Skye, they did everything they could to help me and even train me in them. My strength for one took a long time for me to get a handle on. By the age of nine I could lift up the refrigerator for mom and act as a jack for dad. Imagine what it was like trying to play normal games with the kids that wanted me around. I once kicked a soccer ball through the net and flattened it against a tree.”
Natasha laughed at that and so did I. I pulled one of my hands out of hers and began gently tracing it with my fingers. “Hugging my parents, holding their hands while out in public…I sometimes forgot and ended up squeezing a little too tight at times. Luckily I never hurt them, but I was always afraid I would. That didn’t stop them from doing it. Then I got older, boys started to take an interest in me. I had a few dates but nothing serious. Then one day I decided I’d never go out on another date again.”
“What happened?” Nat asked, sensing my distress and fear, trying to ease it and reassure me through the bond.
“This guy, a jock of all things. Captain of the football team and all that…he took me to this spot where all the teens go to make out. At first it was good. I was calm and relaxed and enjoyed it. Then he started to get handsy, not stopping no matter how many times I brushed his hands away from my chest. He got mad and pushed me against the seat. He…he looked like he was going to…he moved in and grabbed me and I pushed him away. Only in my frantic state I ended up pushing him through the driver’s side door. He ended up with a dislocated shoulder and a concussion.”
“Can’t say I feel sorry for him,” Nat said in a calm comforting tone, “You protected yourself love. I know you didn’t mean to hurt him, but he was trying to hurt you.”
“He could only hurt my clothes, not me. Not really. The whole thing was covered up by his parents. They’d rather their son sit out the season then be branded a possible rapist. Still, after that, no boy asked me out and I was okay with that. Because it got me thinking, if I did want to…be close with someone in that way, I might end up hurting them. I could lose control of myself in the heat of the moment and…”
“Kara,” Nat stopped me, brushing my hair back and placing a loving sweet kiss to my lips, “I can promise you that there is no pressure from me or Darcy for you to be intimate with us. We will take whatever you freely feel comfortable giving us. If that means nothing more than snuggling, spooning and heavy make out sessions like the two of us have been doing, then that’s okay. And if you want me to have this talk with Darcy, save you having to go through it again, I will. She’ll understand and agree with me fully. All we want is to have you in our lives however we can.”
I smiled softly at her, feeling her love and warmth and honesty. She really would be okay never being intimate with me if that was what I really wanted. Just me holding her, her holding me or the intense and passionate make out sessions we’ve had so far would be enough for her. And from what she’s told me of Darcy, she’d feel the same way. Besides, they’d still have each other for that. And probably our fourth whenever we find them. Still, the thought of never being with them on that level, of fully deepening the bond between us made me feel cheated and a little ridiculous.
“Don’t think about it. We’ve been doing great so far without putting that pressure on us. If it happens it happens. If it doesn’t then it doesn’t. Either way I still care about you, okay?”
“Okay,” I nodded gratefully.
“Now you should start preparing yourself. No doubt Tony has some sort of welcome wagon waiting for us. I just hope Pepper was able to keep him from going over board,” Nat said, turning back to the wheel and taking over the driving, not letting go of my hand as she effortlessly drove with the other.
I entwined our fingers and gave her hand a gentle affectionate squeeze. Nat gave me a much harder one in return, knowing either way I’d feel it, but that she was free to use her full strength on me.