Supergirl: Detected
Supergirl: Detected
What if Kara gave away her identity when she interviewed Lena over the Alien detection device, how would things have gone...
Cat Grant was sitting at her desk, looking out over the city she had been calling home for almost ten years. It seemed like a lifetime ago that she was Perry White’s assistant, now she oversaw a media empire that encompassed print, video, and the internet. She smiled in contentment as she watched a familiar red and blue blur speed by her window. She cut her eyes to the desk right outside the glass walls, smiling as she thought to herself, ‘oh Kara, do be careful.’
She turned to begin her workday and smiled as a familiar face appeared on her cell phone screen. She tapped the icon for speaker and her smile grew even brighter as Lena’s soft lovely voice filled her office.
“Good morning, Cat? How is everything going?” Lena asked, smiling, as she sipped her coffee, flipping a small device around in her hands.
“You are very chipper this morning, Lena, I assume you read Clark’s interview?” Cat asked as she lifted the tea her new assistant had brought in, sipping the hot liquid slowly.
“Where was Ms. Danver’s byline?” Lena asked, her disappointment showing in her voice, “she was there, why didn’t she get any credit.”
“Lena Luthor, are you okay? You are defending a member of the press?” Cat raised an eyebrow, staring at her phone, thoroughly surprised. “What would your mother think?”
“What? NO! I mean--she asked--oh, damn,” Lena sputtered. She took a deep breath, “she listened to me, Cat.”
Cat’s expression softened instantly, of course, Kara would listen, between her almost annoyingly happy personality and her optimism, Kara would be the only person on Earth to accept Lena Luthor, the sister of the most famous psychopath on the planet. “I’ll send her around for an interview, just you and her, no other reporters. Keep in mind, you will be her first big story, and be prepared to be Kara’ed.” Cat could picture the look on Lena’s face as she continued, “I’ll set it up for this afternoon, after lunch.”
Lena scrunched her face up, but didn’t question Cat like she wanted too, “bye, Cat and thank you.” As she hung up, she whispered out loud, “what does she mean, Kara’ed?”
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Kara knocked on Cat’s door, peeking inside and asking, “you wanted to see me, Ms. Grant.”
“Ah, Kara, come in,” Cat waved her in and stood to meet her in the middle of the room, taking a spot in front of one of her couches and directing Kara to the other.
Kara sits slowly, wiping her hands on her olive-colored slacks and wondering to herself, how this woman succeeds in making her so nervous.
The same thought was going through Cat’s head as she watched the hero sit, her nerves clearly visible in her blue eyes. “Kara, relax please.”
Kara took a deep breath, releasing it slowly with a soft sigh, “Sorry.”
Smiling, Cat shook her head, “It’s okay, Kara. I need you to do me a favor, Lena Luthor wants to show off some new device she has invented and she asked if you would interview her for CatCo. Just you and her, no other reporters.”
“What?” Kara croaked, “why me? Wouldn’t she prefer a more experienced reporter? I don’t have the right experience for that, Ms. Grant. I would just mess it up.”
“Kara!” Cat snapped. Then reached across the table, hand outstretched. She smiled softly as Kara took her hand, “you made quite an impression on Lena, and she asked for you specifically.”
“But Clark did the interview,” Kara’s breathing slowed down a bit, and she bit her lip to get her nerves under control, her voice dropped to a whisper, “are you sure she meant to ask for me?”
“Absolutely, Kara. Your interview is at one-thirty, be on time, and don’t let anything interrupt,” Cat smirked. “Anything, Kara.”
