Summary: During an intense battle, Kara pushes her way through a painful kryptonite forcefield, one similar to what Lena used just a few months ago. Seeing this, Lena has some questions for Kara. Questions that just might help them both finally face some final truths.
OR: A post-show scene to help these two useless love birds make the leap!
Kara sits next to her sister, surrounded by her friends, smiling widely. They are celebrating another victory. They had managed to stop a massive terrorist attack and apprehend the leaders of the organization, hopefully stifling their activities for a long time, if not stopping it permanently. It is a good day to be a Superhero.
But as the celebration carries on, Kara canât help but notice the glances coming her way. Every so often she catches Lena staring at her. Lenaâs eyes are full of thoughts, swirling with emotions that Kara isnât quite sure she understands. It bothers her. After everything they have been through, all the highs and the lows, she feels like she knows Lena better than ever. But the looks she gets this evening; Kara just canât decipher them. She knows Lena is processing something, clearly something to do with her, given how often she has caught Lena staring at her. But with everyone around, celebrating with food and drink and games, she canât exactly pull Lena aside and ask her what is wrong. While Lena is perhaps a bit quieter than usual, it isnât anything anyone else seems to notice. Lena still engages with others. She talks softly in a corner with Nia about magic, shares a glass of whiskey with Alex, and beats Brainy at a game of darts. To anyone else, Lena is engaged in the celebration as much as the others. But Kara notices. Lena engages with everyone else, but rarely with Kara throughout the entire evening, unless she is engaged with Kara and another person. Again and again, as she talks and drinks and plays darts with the others, her eyes drift back to Kara. Clearly, something is on her mind that she keeps coming back to. And whatever it is, it is causing her to be just the tiniest bit off with Kara.
As the party started to wind down, Lena volunteers to stay behind to help clean up. Again, not unusual behavior on Lenaâs part. Anytime the party is at Karaâs place, Lena stays. Thatâs just the routine they have now. But Kara is sure tonight is different. Something is going on with Lena. And given how close they have gotten since reconciling, she is sure Lena wants to talk to her about it. Kara wonders if maybe something happened with her Foundation, but isnât sure how that is possible, given the entire team spent the past several days dealing with the terrorist threat. Lena was locked in the entire mission.
Sighing to herself as she closes the door, she turns to see Lena busying herself with picking up various plates, cups, drinks, and other remains of the celebration.
âYou know,â Kara says, trying to act normal, âI could just use superspeed and have this cleaned up in a few seconds.â
Lena chuckles. âYes, but then I wouldnât have an excuse to stay behind.â
Kara leans back against the door. âYou know you donât need an excuse. You can stay just because you want to.â
The heaviness of the statement hangs in the air between them. Kara means the words, deeply. And Lena knows it. Neither of them knows exactly how much she means it though. For months now, they have been dancing around each other in some sort of unspoken, weird, avoidance of the truth. Neither wanting to risk the delicate balance in their friendship that they had rebuilt since they had their falling out. Both seem content with what they have now. Neither seemingly want to admit they might want something more, a fear of shaking and destroying the balance they have found with one another â a fear too deeply rooted in them both at this point in their relationship.
Lena sits some dishes in the sink, drying her hands on a nearby towel before turning back to face Kara. She clears her throat, anxiety on her face. âThere is something I want to ask you about.â
Kara pushes herself off the door and walks towards Lena. âShoot.â She gives her a small smile of encouragement, thankful that Lena is being direct like this.
As Kara leans against the kitchen counter, relaxed and open, Lena tenses up, her hands squeezing one another as she searches for the words. She starts by stating, âTonight. The battle.â
Karaâs forehead crinkle of confusion forms immediately. âWhat about it?â Kara thinks back. It was a straightforward fight. The enemy somehow had kryptonite, which the team decided to check more into tomorrow. But otherwise, it was just a bunch of bad guys with weapons like guns and bombs. Just their everyday sort of routine terrorism.
âThe kryptonite,â Lena adds.
Karaâs face just gets more confused, her head tilting slightly to the side. She wonders if Lena is concerned about her. âWhat about it? Lena, Iâm okay, I promise.â
Lena lets out a small huff. âI know⊠but they tried to form a kryptonite wall or barrier or whatever, around you.â Kara nods in agreement but clearly still didnât understand. Lena adds, âand you just walked right through it.â
Kara shrugs. âWell, yeah, I mean, it hurts but Iâve been around it enough now that I can push through the pain. I was able to push through the barrier and run right into the one guy who had the machine that was maintaining it. And so, once it was down, my powers came back full force.â She still wasnât sure why Lena was so rattled by the battle, but she wanted to reassure her that she was okay. It wasnât her first run in with kryptonite. It probably wonât be her last.
Lena nods, giving a brief, closed smile before saying, âI understand the logistics of it, Kara. Thatâs not my question.â
Kara stands up fully, sensing they are finally approaching the actual concern, racking her brain to understand. Coming up empty, she asks, âWhat is the question, Lena?â
Lena walks around the kitchen counter slowly as she explains. âFive months ago, when I⊠when I did the same thing to you, in the FortressâŠâ
âLenaâŠâ Kara starts, not wanting Lena to still be blaming herself for that, but Lena continues before Kara can reassure her.
âYou could have walked through it.â Lenaâs question is more of a statement, and it hangs heavily in the air between them. Their eyes lock onto each other, and Kara finally realizes what Lena is asking. Kara simply nods once as an answer. Lena stops a few steps away, her throat feeling dry, she struggles to get out the next question. Her voice fades into a whisper by the time she finishes. âSo⊠so you⊠you just stood there. You⊠you could have stopped me. Kara, why didnât you stop me?â
Kara looks around her apartment for a few seconds, thinking back on the memory, on something she tries not to dwell on anymore. During their fallout, Kara had thought about a hundred different ways she could have responded, whether pleading, or falling to her knees, or forcibly stopping Lena, Kara knew one thing for certain in all the âwhat ifâ scenarios â she could have never done anything to hurt Lena like that. She had already hurt her enough by then. Her eyes find Lena, Kara responds quietly with a small shrug, the best answer she has to give, âBecause it was you.â
âBe⊠because it was me? What does that even mean?â Lenaâs eyes swirl with emotion as she tries to process Karaâs words, trying to understand. She stutters her words as she continues on, still trying to figure it all out. âYou⊠you are the strongest person on the planet! I⊠I watched you charge through a wall of kryptonite today, like it was nothing! And it is supposed to be your greatest weakness!â
 Kara shrugs again, as she responds like it is the easiest, most casual question and answer in the world. âLena, I wasnât going to risk hurting you even more.â
Lena scoffs unconvinced. âSo what? You just let me put you in a kryptonite prison? Take a weapon of mass mind control, and walk away?â The tone of Lenaâs voice grows with each new question.
âYesâ, Kara answers matter of factly.
âBecause it was me?!â Lena stares at Kara, mouth agape, clearly not understanding.
âYesâ Kara answers calmly. Her eyes still locked on Lena.
âThat doesnât make any sense!â Lena finally says, her hand hitting the counter in frustration.
Lena lets out a huff. Kara lets out a small sigh. She hates to see Lena this worked up. Kara knows she could explain more⊠that she should explain more. But she might also be risking letting another proverbial cat out of the bag. She knows this is a risk she must take though. She doesnât want Lena to feel like this. She takes a small step towards Lena, giving her a soft smile. âLetâs go sit on the couch and I will try to explain more,â Kara offers, holding her hand out. âPlease?â
Lena seemingly lets out another huff but takes Karaâs hand and lets herself be led to the couch, where Kara sits them down next to each other. Lena crosses her arms and leans back, awaiting a more thorough response.
Kara tries but fails to stifle her smile at Lena. âLena,â she starts, âI love that logical, rational mind of yours. How you try to figure out and understand everything. And I wish I had a logical, rational explanation to give you. But I really do mean what I said. I did what I did, because it was you.â
A slow, heavy breath comes out of Lena. She searches Kara eyes for more answers. Finding none, she asks calmly yet firmly, âBut what does that mean, Kara?â
Kara ponders the question for a moment, realizing that maybe it is time for her to tell Lena the truth. Maybe it is time for her to really live her full truth, like she said she wanted to embrace back at her sisterâs wedding. She lets out a shaky breath as she starts, âIt means⊠youâre the first person I want to talk to in the morning and the last person I talk to before I go to sleep. You, Lena Luthor, are the most brilliant person I know, and the most kindhearted. You were my person. You are my person. So, it means that I was never going to do something to intentionally hurt you, especially not after having kept my secret from you for so long, knowing that keeping that secret was going to hurt you. And I think that, deep down, I knew that I had to let you be the one to stop yourself from taking that path. And that maybe⊠maybe we had to lose each other for a while to appreciate what we have now.â
Lena stares at Kara, her mind wheeling from Karaâs words. âIâm⊠your person?â she asks softly.
Kara lets out a single chuckle, âLena⊠you are my person. You have been my person for a long time now.â
Lenaâs heart starts to race as Kara repeats her words. She meant what she said in the monologue. She stated it plainly just now by itself. Suddenly, Lena feels that flicker of hope igniting somewhere deep inside herself. A feeling she had shoved very far down into a locked box that was buried deep underground. She feels it cracking open. âWhat⊠what does that mean⊠to you?â Her voice is a hushed tone at this point, every question feeling like a revelation.
Kara reaches over and takes Lenaâs hand between her own, both women feeling comforted by the touch. They were always a bit physical, especially compared to their other friendships. That has only increased since they had reconciled and developed an even deeper friendship.
âIt means,â Kara says, taking a pause before she dives into her explanation more fully, âIt means that I love having you in my life, that I love how we talk every day now, how we have dinner, how we work together in the Tower, how, with no more secrets between us, we just fit together so well in each otherâs life. And that, perhaps unintentionally, over these past five months, Iâve built a life around us. And it has made me incredibly happy. My life feels full because you are in it, Lena.â
The box hidden deep inside Lena is threatening to fully burst open at this point. Her green eyes continue to stare intently into Karaâs blue eyes, searching for more. She must be certain. And while that certainly sounded like a confession â Lena knows better than to assume. She might live a softer, calmer, and happier life now that she has been able to live outside of the Luthor shadow. But thirty plus years in that environment does not go away overnight. All the emotional burns, cuts, and gunshot wounds she had gotten in those years have left scars. Besides, she has seen Kara be a bit oblivious when it comes to social things. And while she adores all parts of Kara, she knows sometimes Kara doesnât quite read the room as well as she herself has been trained to do.
She decides to approach this from a tentative, open, curious place. âKara, I⊠I know we have gotten to dive into earth versus Kryptonian customs and cultures over the past few months, which I absolutely love, by the way,â Lena adds with a quick smile; She wants to make it clear she does not want that to end, no matter where this conversation ultimately goes. âBut we havenât necessarily talked about all the different relationship or social customs.â Kara nods, urging her to continue. âSo⊠what you just said, all of that. I um⊠I am wondering exactly how I should interpret it. You see, thinking about it from a human perspective, some might interpret what you just said as a romantic confession of sorts.â
Lena pauses there, waiting for Kara to confirm or deny. She watches as Kara face softens into a lopsided smile. âIt would be the same interpretation on Krypton.â
The confirmation causes Lenaâs stomach to turn upside down and twist itself all around. âReally?â she canât help but ask in disbelief.
Karaâs smile falters, suddenly second guessing herself. âI⊠things donât have to change, Lena. We can keep our relationship as it has been. I just⊠thatâs why I did what I did that day. I couldnât fight you. And I feared that if I pushed out of the kryptonite forcefield, I would essentially be declaring war on you. On my person. And I couldnât do that.â
âHow long?â Lena barely gets out.
âHow long what?â Kara asks, confused by the sudden shift.
Lena adds her free hand onto Karaâs hands, which are still holding her other one. âHow long have you been in love with me?â
At this question, Kara blushes. âThatâs⊠Iâm not sure, really. I think it happened without me even realizing it. And then things got complicated with the whole Supergirl thing so I just kind of pushed those feeling aside and ignored them.â Karaâs thumb absentmindedly runs over Lenaâs hand in reassurance. âLike I said, this doesnât have to change anything. I donât want to lose you, Lena. Not ever again. Having you in my life is the most important thing to me. Whether that is as a friend or⊠or something more â I can be happy with either of those. As long as you are happy.â Karaâs chin drops to her chest as she looks down at their hands, waiting to see how Lena will respond, but unable to look at her as her heard thuds in her chest and her face flushes at being so vulnerable. Â
The box in Lena bursts open completely at Karaâs words. She can feel how sincere and genuine Kara is. How much she cares about Lena. How much she loves her. Unable to find any more words or questions, Lena lifts her free hand up to Karaâs chin, gently requesting Kara to look up. Kara doesnât fight her, letting her head be easily moved so she is again staring directly at Lena. âI think thatâs enough talking for tonight,â Lena says firmly. Karaâs face starts to twist in confusion but is interrupted by Lenaâs lips on hers. She is surprised for a second, before she realizes what is happening. She responds to Lena, kissing her back, an inhale of breath as her hands wrap around Lena and pull her in easily. Lena chuckles as she pulls away from the kiss just enough, resting her forehead on Karaâs. âEasy there, Supergirl. Take a girl to dinner first.â
They have always had good banter, a little flirty at times even. But hearing Lenaâs husky voice after having just had what is the best kiss in her life, with the clear inuendo, makes Karaâs entire body vibrate. Kara closes the distance and gives Lena one final light kiss. âIâll take you anywhere in the world you want to go, Lena Luthor.â
Finally started getting back into writing. I had written most of this one a while ago. I hope folks enjoy it!
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Summary: Lena needed to test her new Image Inducer, but quickly finds she likes being able to hide in plain sight, without anyone throwing vitriol her way for being a Luthor. When she befriends Kara as both identities, she quickly realizes how complicated this sort of dual life is.
people telling you they reread your fic is the biggest compliment you could ever receive. there are thousands of stories out there begging to be found, to be explored, but your story meant so much to someone that they came back to it eagerly, they went over every word again. to love is to return and loving a fic is rereading it. thank you to all readers and rereaders <3333
Fans on X and TikTok created videos of the two characters, and an entire storylineâin which Saskia is Sadieâs lawyer, or theyâre both lawyer
You know, it's amazing, how even after the show ended (3 years already, wow) this magic, that Katie and Melissa have created between their characters has not been forgotten. Even more - the amount of fics and art is growing day by day, resulting in the appearance of a completely new ship between two characters, who aren't even in the same show. And how can it be the other way, honestly? Hoping they will get another opportunity to work with each other.
Supergirl the show poses a question: Who is the real Kara?
Kara Zor-El, Kara Danvers, Supergirl. Who's the mask?
In the beginning, Kara doesn't even know. In the aftermath of Krypton's and Kenny's deaths, she did everything she could to appear as normal as possible - there was little room for her own innate traits to shine through when she was being as nondescript and people-pleasing as possible.
But that's not who Kara is.
We get the first glimpse of who Kara really is during Flight 237.
This is not about her being Supergirl or her powers (though both are relevant). Kara has suppressed herself for over a decade. She's not going to make waves - until she has to. Our first real insight into who Kara is now is as a devoted sister. It wasn't until Alex's life was at risk that Kara started breaking out of her shell (and then there was no holding back).
Our protagonist is a mid-20s adult - this isn't a coming-of-age story in the traditional sense. But it is a story of finding oneself and what it takes to get there.
And it starts with defending found family after a lifetime of loss.
So Kara creates the Supergirl persona. I think the cape is a crutch.
People say "a crutch" like it's a bad thing. But crutches are actually pretty fucking useful. They support you when you need it, whether it be short-term or long-term. They help you get around when you otherwise may not be able to.
Kara was deeply traumatized by losing everyone and everything she ever knew, being thrown into a world that overwhelmed her senses and made even her most casual movements into dangerous ones, and was told she needed to suppress everything - who she used to be, what she was going through now - to survive.
To find herself again, maybe she'd need a tool to get past what she had been through! The cape became that tool. She was able to unbury the heritage she had been hiding, she was able to embrace the powers that had burdened her, she was able to find her own bravery (and reactivity, she's got flaws in there too).
Keep in mind, in the scene above, Kara isn't "human for a day". Kara is powerless... just like she spent the first 13 years of her life. Her bravery isn't about her powers or Supergirl; they just help her get started.
That's not where her growth ends.
Kara's instincts for helping people start getting unburied in season 1, and she is excited to tag along someone else's quest to figure out where future threats may lie, or figure out how she can use her powers in service to the DEO.
But it's not until this moment that she realizes that Kara Danvers can be more, too. Lena unintentionally launches Kara's career - a second pathway for Kara's desire to help people, growing into a passion she is going to pursue (even if she gets fired). Her worth is no longer just about her sun-granted powers or being Superman's "younger" cousin.
In season 4, we even see her realization that Kara Danvers can be more powerful than Supergirl, because some fights can't be won by fists. That's a real discovery for herself.
Which I think, looking back, might becoming especially baffling for her... because Kara Danvers was originally an identity imposed on her when she needed to hide.
It's important to note that, while Kara Danvers was originally a facade that Kara gets at thirteen, she doesn't stay a facade - even in the suppression era.
We don't see enough of who Kara is when she's on Earth, left to her own devices. But we see glimpses - we know she likes baking (and we know we shouldn't try what she makes), we know she paints, we know she listens to NSync and Britney Spears. She's a goofball (even when she puts on the cape). Kara Danvers starts as a facade, but becomes a vehicle for Kara to continue developing her personality, now in her new context.
Would she have the same interests on Krypton? Maybe some and not others, maybe some new ones that don't exist on Earth. We're all products of our environments, after all. Her interests as Kara Danvers aren't necessarily fake just because they're different than what she expected.
Though she'll never know who she would've become on Krypton.
Which brings us to Kara Zor-El - the identity that is frozen.
Most people aren't the same person as an adult that they were as a child. Interests, tastes, personality, world outlook, philosophy - all of these shift over time, sometimes dramatically.
Parts of her are going to be deeply rooted in Krypton, and she's going to have ties to a culture that no one else on Earth has. It's not an aspect of herself that she can erase. But it's also not an aspect of herself that was able to develop for the remainder of her childhood and early adulthood.
She, like all of us, was destined to lose pieces of herself. But some of her loss was very sudden, and the pieces she lost probably weren't going to be the same on Krypton. Of course, she has no way to know.
And I think that frustrates her.
I guess my answer to "Who is Kara?" is that the three personalities clash with and harmonize with each other. None of them are truly her. All of them inform who she is.
There's a young Kara Zor-El as her root that was torn from the ground before she could ever grow.
There's a Kara Danvers who formed the bulk of her life - a mask that was given to her, the only vehicle for her personality, who ultimately became someone she could embrace as worthwhile in her own right.
There's a Supergirl who distinctly separates from those around her, but lets her move past her numbness and reclaim her heritage.
And it's that clash that makes her a particularly compelling character.
Maybe that's a cheating answer to the original question.
But there's still a missing piece to the puzzle - because it's not just about Who is Kara? but also about Who does Kara want to be?
I think Supergirl is something that could fade if needed. If Kara lost her powers, she would find a new normal, so long as she was able to pursue her desire to help the world in some capacity.
But the truth of her is somewhere between Kara Danvers and Kara Zor-El. The truth of her is in what Supergirl allowed her to unbury, even if not directly tied to Supergirl herself. But Danvers and Zor-El are burdens, in a way. Lena is one of the few people who sees the person in between, who understands Kara on her own terms. Which is why Kara is terrified of Lena's rejection.
I think it's one of the most telling lines in the show - to be just Kara is to be free of her own baggage, to be able to embrace herself despite the pain in her history. Something I think we all want, that is never entirely possible.
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After a nearly 8 month break, I have finally finished another Supercorp story. Hope you enjoy it!
Excerpt:
The first time it happened, Lena was fast asleep. She fell asleep on her couch, a half-empty bottle of scotch on the coffee table. Ever since she woke up in this new world, she has felt even more alone than ever before. Like she is stuck behind a magic mirror, only able to view the rest of the world, but not interact with it. She knows it is partly her fault. She let her own anger and past experiences dictate her actions after finding out about Kara. She pushed her away. So far away, in fact, that Kara saw fit to come to her place the previous night, one final time, and let her know just how much distance is between them now. That she is now considered in league with her brother and that just like Superman does with Lex, Supergirl swore to take her down if she crossed the line. Apparently, a Luthor really canât work with a Super. That just isnât how their story was meant to go.
It is just after midnight. Lenaâs arm hanging off the couch, her fingers barely grazing the hardwood floors. Her other hand rests on her stomach as she lets the scotch settle and her mind drift off to sleep. She spent the evening replaying her most recent conversation with Kara, over and over again. She didnât know Kara was capable of such forcefulness, of such anger. But then again, she did know that Supergirl was capable of these things, her mind reminding her of the time Supergirl berated her and told her that it is dangerous for a Luthor to know a Superâs identity. Not only that, but Supergirl was willing to have her friend, Lenaâs partner at the time, sneak in and see if Lena had kryptonite. That was supposed to also be her best friend. Regardless of that fact, Lena knows that if Supergirl had asked, she would have told her the truth. But in the end, it was the straw that broke Lenaâs trust in Supergirl. She had finally realized that Supergirl was always going to have some level of distrust with her because of her last name. No matter how many times she helped them. Lena had accepted that fact and accepted that she would always be on the outside, coming to help when it suited Supergirl and her ragtag team of heroes.
That was before she found out that Kara and Supergirl were one in the same. Before she realized that Kara was two-faced and lied to her for years. That while Supergirl demonstrated her own distrust of Lena Luthor, Kara was showing up to console her and tell her that everything will be okay. Lena often questioned herself, asking herself how she had not seen the truth in all those years. She reminds herself that Kara and Supergirl were two completely different personas, and thus appeared to be two very different people, despite how similar they looked. How was Lena to know that the soft, warm-hearted best friend that was always there for her, was also the one accusing Lena of betraying her?
Something in Lena shattered after finding out the truth. Something deep inside, rooted in her very soul. Thatâs why she was driven to seek revenge this time around. She didnât do what she did with Andrea and just cut her out of her life. No. She wanted to hurt Kara the way Kara had hurt her.
Well, Lena got what she thought she wanted⊠in the end.
As Lenaâs breathing evens out, her mind finally letting her rest, she sleeps lightly for nearly an hour before her mind sinks into deep slumber. It is here when she first sees it. Something she knows never happened, but at the same time, feels so familiar. It is like she is watching herself, watching the scene unfold in front of her eyes. She sees herself sitting in her office at Lcorp, on her couch, eating lunch with Kara Danvers. Except this doesnât go the way she remembers it going. Suddenly Kara is confessing that she is Supergirl. She echoes much of what she said when she finally did tell Lena the truth, the night of the awards ceremony. Lena watches her own reaction. As Kara is called away, Lena watches as she herself walks out of her office, dazed and teary eyed. It is like she is pulled along with herself, with no control over her actions. She blinks and suddenly she is in her private jet, in the air. Where the hell is she going?
She doesnât have to wait long. Another blink of her eyes and she is walking down the street with Sam Arias. She is back in Metropolis. She flew to see Sam after Kara confessed that she was Supergirl. Inside, Lena chides herself for not doing this in real life. She listens intently as she watches herself confess one of her greatest fears, that she really is just like her family after all. That maybe she has been a villain all along. Sam, one of her dearest friends, is so reassuring and reaffirming. Lena is not a villain. She saved Samâs life, after all. Watching the scene unfold, Lena feels her heart warm, wishing she did a better job at keeping up with Sam and wishing Sam never moved. Lena knows she just shut down and shut everyone out after she found out. Hell, she made herself an artificial intelligence to talk to. She now canât help but wonder if maybe things would have been different if she had someone else around in her life to confide in. Someone to provide an alternative perspective. Someone to be supportive of Lena, but also willing to call her out when she goes too off the deep end. Something she is keen to do when she is drowning in her own pain. Something she has been doing for months now.
The scene shifts again suddenly, as Lena is back on her airplane, a look of sheer terror on her face as she talks into her phone. âAlex, Iâm on my way back, right now. I have something that will help her. I swear.â She can practically feel the emotions radiating off herself. The fear, the anguish, the guilt. Itâs overwhelming. âNo, I donât have anything to help get the kryptonite out of the air, but I do have something to sustain Super⊠to help Kara.â Lenaâs heart drops as she realizes when this is from. The night her former mentor, Mercy Graves, released kryptonite into the air in order to poison and kill Supergirl. Lena remembers the frantic call from Alex. She remembers her own heart pounding as she raced across town to the DEO with the device that she had made just a few months prior. She might have been at odds with Supergirl, but that didnât mean she wasnât going to protect her. Supergirl gave everyone hope. Even if she didnât trust Lena, Lena knew Supergirl was still doing a lot of good for the world and that someone had to help protect her.
Another blink and Lena is suddenly watching herself rushing into the DEO. Her eyes wild as she looks for someone to direct her to Supergirl. Itâs when she spots Brainy walking into the open area from a hallway. She makes a beeline for him. Seeing her coming, Brainy stands still, his eyes wide, a look of disbelief on his face. She can see him visibly swallow. âWhere is she?â She hears herself ask.
âItâs too late,â Brainy says softly. âWe lost her.â
âNo.â Lenaâs heart sinks. Her body follows, crumping to the floor.
âIâm⊠Iâm sorry.â Brainy offers, his voice sounding distant and empty.
Itâs then that Lena hears crashing sounds from down the hallway. She looks back the hallway and back at Brainy.
âAlex,â is his only explanation.
Watching herself, Lenaâs eyes fill with tears. She was too late to save her best friend. A tear-filled blink and suddenly Lena finds herself standing in front of a gravestone.
Kara Danvers
âNoâŠâ Lena says, falling to her knees once again. She watches herself cry over Karaâs grave, apologizing again and again and again.
Lena gasps and suddenly finds herself shooting up into a sitting position, back on her couch in her penthouse. She grasps her chest with her hand, feeling her heart pounding out of her chest. Her eyes are wide, her mind taking a few seconds to register where she is and what happened. Lena is not one to remember many of her dreams. But this dream felt so real. It felt like she was living it. She could feel every part of that dream, almost like it was a real-life memory that she was revisiting.
âWhat the hellâŠâ she says to herself. Looking at the clock, she sees that it is nearly 3 in the morning. She spends the next hour pacing her apartment, trying to will her body to calm itself down. Itâs nearly 5 in the morning before she manages to fall asleep again.
can supergirl come back for a few special episodes with the sole purpose of making supercorp canon? Please? Reblog if youâd watch this (so if the powers that be see it, they know they have an audience)
"Itâs really important, I think, in any era of Doctor Who, for the Doctor to have an emotional journey, to have an arc and go on a voyage of discovery through their time on the show. I always knew this was going to be the arc for Jodieâs Doctor."
Itâs time to reveal the cover for our fanzine - and its title!
More of the Universe zine will be coming in summer 2024, with thirteen stories and art pieces chronicling the Doctor and Yazâs unseen travels through time and space.
I still say, there is no way the Doctor didnât pull Yaz aside after this with a look that resulted in:
Yaz saying, âgot it. Iâll get the ice cream. Donât kick anything while Iâm gone.â
The Doctor giving no verbal response but dramatically flailing her arms followed by an even more dramatic nose scronch.
The two then spending the next several hours processing which mostly consists of the Doctor spewing half sentences followed by angry nose scronches and growls that somehow end the sentences perfectly. To which Yaz replies with some version of, âoh yeah, I know!â
At a later date, after theyâve processed a bit, maybe planning out some responses and clap backs for the future, knowing this wonât be their last run-in with misogyny. Maybe role playing some scenarios and getting really heated. Needing more ice cream again to cool down.
I love all of this for them and I think this is where the ship started to get real. Bonding over men being douchebags and Yaz seeing a whole lot of nose scronching. I mean, ya know that had to send her cuz it has killed at least half of us.
Totally:) and yea.. it HAD to.. Also, Yaz opened up about her past in this episode, being bullied and how she vowed to stand up to people like that and I think that really struck a right cord with the Doctor
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