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[writerinthedarkabyss]

Your Body Next To Mine

for @racheltuckerrr because she wanted some fluff.

Your Body Next To Mine

Kara hadn’t seen her former boss in couple of days. Well, technically, Cat was still her boss but she was under Snapper’s reign now. Even though she wasn’t Cat’s assistant anymore, she still visited the other woman. In fact, they had started weekly lunch dates. At first Cat claimed it was to see how she was holding up with the new position and to rant about the assistants that weren’t Kara but eventually it became something more. Cat would visit Kara in the office she was sure Snapper didn’t know about and Kara would bring Cat lunch and sit with her while they ate and caught up. They didn’t realize it at first but they had started a routine. Eventually, Cat visited Kara every morning and brought her coffee while Kara came by Cat’s office to bring them lunch. They had become close friends and Kara was happy. Sometimes Kara wondered if there was something more between them. She couldn’t admit it but somewhere along the way, she had started to develop feelings for her former boss. Sometimes, she felt that maybe, they might be reciprocated but then she realized she was most likely projecting her feelings onto the other woman.

Kara walked through the now empty building. It was Friday evening, everyone had gone home. Well almost everyone. While the majority of the time, they ate together, there were days like today where they both became swamped with work and missed their lunch dates. Usually, those were the days they stayed late anyways so they decided to make it dinner dates when that happened instead. Kara used the word date just as Cat always did, in a completely platonic way of course.

“You’re staring.” Cat called out to her visitor. “Why?”

“Because you’re struggling.” She said as she stepped into the office. “Let me help.”

“Since when do you talk back?” She questioned, a smile threatening to form on her face.

“I don’t know Cat, maybe since someone repeatedly scolded me for being too nice.” She smirked as she walked towards the other woman.

Cat shook her head, letting her weight lean against the desk as she welcomed the younger woman. “You know, I would’ve never promoted you if I had known that this is who you’d turn out to be.”

Kara smirked. “Yes, you would have.”

Cat rolled her eyes. “What are you still doing here? Everyone’s gone home already.”

“You’re still here.” She pointed a finger in Cat’s direction. “And don’t tell me that you don’t count because you’re the boss. You forget that I know you. Besides, I haven’t seen you today.”

“Yes, but it doesn’t make it any less true.” She stated as her hand went to the back of her dress. “Yeah, I figured Snapper’s got you chasing down stories.”

“More like useless nothings.” Kara muttered.

Cat sighed, struggling to fix her dress. “It’s good, it means that you’re starting to gain his respect. Besides, everyone’s got to start somewhere.”

“All right, that’s enough.” Kara mentioned for her to turn around. “Here, let me help.”

Cat shook her head, smiling at the assertiveness of the younger woman. “Thanks, the zipper’s been stuck all day and I can’t seem to loosen it.”

“Why you where these impossible things is a mystery to me.” Kara teased, letting a small sigh escape her lips.

As soon as Kara’s hands touched Cat’s neck, she knew that she was screwed. She wasn’t an idiot, she knew that they had chemistry. There was a certain flirtation, a back and forth they always shared. But lately, it was more prominent. She wasn’t sure if it was because of Kara’s new found assertiveness or maybe because Kara wasn’t her assistant anymore but the electricity around they seemed to crackle  when they were alone together.

Kara tried to ignore it, she really did. The fire that seemed to ignite in her stomach when she was near Cat had ignited and Kara knew, she knew that she shouldn’t give in to it but she wanted to. Oh, boy how she wanted to. The smell of Cat’s perfume was intoxicating and getting closer to her wasn’t helping.

Each step Kara took towards her seemed to echo. Cat wondered if the other woman could hear the thumping of her heartbeat because she could hear it. The blood seemed to be rushing in her ears and Kara wasn’t even touching her yet. Kara placed a hand delicately on her shoulder and her skin felt as if it was on fire.

Kara took a deep breath, trying to steady her shaky hands. It was stupid, it was a zipper. Cat had asked her to fix her zipper. So then why could she feel her heart pumping faster?

Kara stepped right behind the older blonde and Cat could feel the warmth breath by her ear. “You know, if you would dress less like you were going on a runway everyday then maybe this wouldn’t happen.”

Cat shivered, her whole body was tingling as she tried to continued their banter, her words came out breathlessly. “Hmm, and what dress more like you? I’ll stick to the occasional mishap.”

Cat felt the rumble of Kara’s laugh, the vibrations go through her. “Come on Cat, I don’t dress that bad.”

“Fine, I’ll admit. Your wardrobe’s gotten a little better. But only minutely.” Kara’s other hand reached up toward Cat’s smooth skin by her neck and gently pushes the other woman’s soft hair out of the way.

“Don’t want your hair to get caught.” She murmurs, her eyes transfixed on the other woman’s body.

Kara’s hand on her neck elicited a small gasp from Cat and she knows the other woman heard her. A couple of seconds later Kara pulled on the zipper, and slid it down gently. Kara tried not to dwell on the fact that she could see Cat’s lacy black bra peaking out from the now partly unzipped dress.

Cat felt Kara’s hand push the zipper down, antagonizing slow and she swallowed before clearing her throat. “Thanks,”

Kara stayed there’s frozen for a moment, before slowly bringing her hands to the top of Cat’s shoulders, leaving a trail of goosebumps wherever Kara touched. Suddenly, it became too much. The tension surrounding them became thicker, the spark between them igniting further and further, until the inevitable happened. It caught fire. Kara’s felt hands slid down to Cat’s waist and heard her breathing hitch.

“Cat.” She whispered, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin just below her ear.

That set Cat over the edge and she spun around to face the other woman. The moment their eyes met, she felt the heat from Kara’s smouldering eyes. It was as if they were burning through her. She leaned into the other woman, their lips barely touching. She could feel Kara’s warm breath on her.

“Cat?” The desire coating the other woman’s voice became too much for Cat and she closed the distance between them.

She laced her fingers around Kara’s neck and pulled her towards her. She kissed her, hard and it only took a moment before the other blonde responded. Kara’s lips were soft and inviting and a sense of warmth filed her entire body. Passion and desire burned within the kiss. She heard Kara moan and she took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Her tongue grazed the roof of the other blonde’s mouth and a low throaty growl escaped from her as arms grabbed her ass. She ran her fingers through Kara’s hair, letting it come loose from the ponytail. Their lips unlocked and before she could take a breath, Kara was sucking on the base of her neck. She withered and Kara sucked harder. There was sure to be a hickey in the morning but in that moment, she didn’t care. She brought her lips back to the younger woman’s lips but not before leaving a trail of open mouth kisses along the length of her neck. The fact that Kara was murmuring incomprehensible things her ear with a gravelly voice that she had never heard before made her about to burst with need.

Cat’s mouth tasted like bitter wine and possibilities. Cat’s hands roamed her body urgently and she trailed scorching open mouth kisses down the side of her neck. Cat’s hips rocked against her, unashamed and she involuntarily pressed hers against the other woman harder. She craned her neck, giving more access. She moaned, as she sucked near the base of her neck. Her response was an even louder moan.

And when breathing became a necessity, they pulled apart. Her whole body ached, she craved the other woman more than she thought was ever possible. She was more conscious of Cat than she had ever been of anything or anyone else in her life. When she leaned toward her and brushed her lips across Cat’s, she reached for the other woman as if she would otherwise drown.

They broke apart when air became necessary, their foreheads still touching. “Wow,”

“That was,” Cat exhaled, she felt dizzy as if the world was spinning. “Wow.”

She heard a chuckle come from the other blonde and stared. “What’s so funny.”

Kara smirked, a sultry laugh escaping her lips. “Are you speechless? Have I made the infamous Cat Grant speechless?”

“Shut up.” She smiled, smacking Kara on the shoulder.

“Make me.” Kara bit her lip and Cat felt herself shiver.

“Carter’s going to his fathers for the weekend.” She let the hand on Kara’s chest wander. “Meet me at my place in a couple of hours.”

She licked her lips. “Mhm I don’t know, I might need some convincing. I did have planning for tonight.”

“Oh, I have plans for you.” She let her hand dip into the younger woman’s shirt. “They involve you screaming my name until your voice becomes hoarse.”              

[fullmetalswift]

@ Supercat fandom just a heads up but me and @racheltuckerrr are writing a fic that will e n d y o u

[lost-your-memory]

here's a prompt I'd love to see you write! Kara is sent as a reporter to "investigate" Earth-2, and while there she meets her doppelganger and the two really hit it off, going from an interview to drinks to a night spent together. Afterwards Kara tells this whole experience to Cat. Doesn't have to be angsty :)

It was an interesting prompt and I cheated a little to be able to stay coherent with the whole universe but I hope it suits you anyway ! 

“New topic Danvers, you’re going to Earth 2 and I want a five pages article about the difference between our world and the second one.”Snapper is even grumpier than ever and Kara simply nods. She thinks that sometimes, her new boss standards are even higher than the ones Miss Grant used to set. He’s not even looking at her, walking around his bullpen and moving post-its around on his board, purposely ignoring her as she tags along, waiting for the rest of the instructions she knows he’s going to bark at some point.“5 points, top. I want politics analysis, demographic statistics, ecological report and a general cultural background, that you can measure to our world with relevant data.”His voice is raw and raspy and he’s walking even faster. She takes mental notes of everything and then she frowns, slightly.“And the last point?”She thinks she sees the shadows of a smirk on the man’s lips but it’s gone as fast as it appeared and he finally looks at her, an incredulous sparkle shining in his narrowed eyes.“Do keep up, Danvers. I want to know if Earth two has a Supergirl or some kind of superhero to protect National City. If you can find out more information about others like her in the world, that’s even better but if you can’t, focus on National City.”With that, he’s stepping into the elevator and pulling his glasses down on his nose to look at a bunch of papers he’s just picked up. The doors close on him and she sighs.Her phone chimes to let her know she has a text and she pulls it out. It’s from the man who just left and she groans.Snapper : I want it for yesterday, Danvers.

—She uses Cisco’s device to travel to Earth 2, after a short visit to the first one to have a movie night with the Allen-West & Co little makeshift family.She lands in a place she immediately remembers.It’s the deserted alley behind Noonan’s and it’s a few minutes away from the CatCo Plaza. She likes the familiarity of it, the strong scent of coffee swirling in the air, mixed with the fresh dough of cinnamon rolls and the unique smell of boiled milk. She smiles and takes a deep, deep breath before adjusting her outfit and pulling her glasses higher up on her nose.She’s here as Kara Danvers, reporter for the CatCo magazine and she really hopes that for once, she won’t have to be Supergirl.—As it turns out, Earth two doesn’t have a Supergirl.She’s at Noonan’s to jostle a few points on her notepad so she can have a clear line of what she needs to do and all the information she has to gather when the images on the muted TV above the counter captures her attention.Her jaw all but drops and she stares, dumbfounded, at the face of her sister, displayed on the screen with a bright caption underneath.National City’s champion engaged in a deadly combat with the Last Child of Daxam.She almost chokes on her coffee when she sees the face of Alex’s lookalike opponent. She could have guessed from the title on the caption but it still takes her by surprise and she notices the differences. He’s smaller, larger and his eyes are as black as a moonless night.She’s at loss as to what to do, feeling terrified for that woman who looks exactly like Alex but who isn’t her sister but soon enough, the fight is over and the Daxamite is being dragged by a team of men in black. She squints, hoping to identify them as DEO but they’re gone too fast for her to make out anything helpful.The camera focuses on the woman who saved the city and zooms, capturing a smile and a pair of soulful, shining eyes as she effortlessly hovers a couple of inches above the ground. She’s flying but there’s no cape billowing behind her and the black of her suit is sparkling under the flashing lights. It looks like it’s made of some kind of flexible metal that follows every single one of her movements and there’s no crest on her chest, no visible sign of any kind.She tilts her head to the side in a gesture that is all too familiar to Kara and then, up, up, up and away she flies.The woman doesn’t seem to have a superhero identity and the news only refers to her as National City’s champion.It’s odd and strange but then again, it’s a whole new world, Kara thinks.—She goes from strange discovery to heart-wrenching tragedy, in this strange universe she’s supposed to investigate.CatCo exists but it’s not a media empire, it’s a production company that produces movies, TV shows and some very prestigious documentaries. Kara finds out that it’s even bigger than the Walt Disney company, in her world and she’s stunned when she learns it’s been created by one talented Cat Grant, art prodigy and business genius.She’s thrown off by the unsettling familiarity of all those differences.She derives from her official researches to dig a little more and she finds out Lucy Lane is a well-known reporter in Metropolis and about to marry President’s daughter. She smiles at that but then her heart weeps a little when she scrolls down on Lucy’s biography. It says Lois Lane died in a shooting but there are no details. No title for Lois, no explanation surrounding her death and Kara digs around a little.She discovers Lois Lane was the leader of a rebellious, terrorist group that tried to have the president Luthor assassinated. She resisted when the army went to take her down and they had to shoot her.It makes her heart bleed a little and she weeps even more when she learns that Lois’s fiancé, Clark Kent, is still purging his sentence in Metropolis’s prison.Apparently, Barry wasn’t kidding when he told her Earth 2 was the one with the bad doppelgangers.—She stumbles upon a robbery in National City main avenue, as she exits the public library, and she realizes how much Barry’s words were true.She’s walking in a small crowd when she hears the gunshots and she has to force herself to act like a civilian instead of listening to her instincts. She runs to go hide herself behind a car and only then she risks a glance towards the stage of the action.She stares in bewilderment, thinking the universe, in every earth that exist, has a funny sense of humor.The doppelgangers of Winn and James are here, shooting in the air to clear a path towards the fancy shops full of jewelry and pretty, rich things. They are carrying fancy technological weapons but they use the common one to shoot and scare people away.The police’s sirens howl in the distance and there’s a familiar windy sound, followed by the crack of a superforce hitting the ground. National City’s champion is here, tall and strong and Kara is blown away by this woman who looks so much like her sister, back on Earth 38.The combat is weird and unfair as evil Winn and James are using ice and fire against the city’s hero and Kara realizes that National City’s champion doesn’t have heat vision or icing breath.In the end, the evil robbers drives away and Alex’s lookalike takes off into the night, leaving the police to deal with the mess.Kara’s left staring at the street and the words are out of her mouth before she can even think them.“You have got to be kidding me.”—She sees herself.She stares at this Earth 2 version of Kara Danvers, climbing out of a police car, all geared up like a cop and dangling a messing ponytail around as she barks orders and directives.It doesn’t stop just there because now she’s picking up on a familiar voice, rich and deep and with some well hidden accents of Spanish and soon enough, there’s a version of Maggie Sawyer following her Earth-2 version of herself.Her head spins and her mind goes blank for a few seconds, because it’s too much to take in.—“Whow. You look just like my partner here. It’s … kind of creepy actually.”She lets out a dry chuckle at Maggie’s words.There’s one thing she never realized about crime scenes, it’s the protocol and procedures the cops have to follow through. As Supergirl, she’s used to leaving before the dust of the fight has even settled but now that she’s trying to act like a normal civilian, she has to give a statement and to wait for a cop to let her go.It’s embarrassing. She didn’t think this thing through and now, she sees the Earth-2 version of herself approaching from behind Maggie, who is still staring at her with awe and wonder in her dark, chocolate eyes.“Hi. Are you done with …”She meets deep, deep blue eyes and the world stops for a while.She’s looked at herself in a mirror before but this, this is beyond words and she couldn’t even try to describe the mixed feelings that makes her whole body vibrate and tingle.It’s unnerving and fascinating at the same time, to see a perfect reflection of herself have a personality, an attitude and emotions that are not hers.They stare at each other for what seems like a whole eternity but then, Maggie’s voice comes between them.“Hi, Kar’. Miss Teschmacher here was just giving me her statement but to be honest, I was just too struck by how much she looks like you. It’s scary, really.”Kara tries not to wince at the familiarity between the two cops. It’s already so weird to look at her clone, she doesn’t need to know what is happening between Earth-2 Kara and Earth-2 Maggie.“It’s … fascinating.”Kara almost gasps because even her clone’s inflections are the same as hers. It’s deep but a little sweet and even though it lacks her usual sunny disposition, she can imagine that being called on a crime scene can erode the optimism, on the long term.“Uh, yes, kind of, I guess” She stutters a little because really, that whole situation feels entirely surreal and she hopes she can escape it right away.“Alright, Miss Teschmacher, you’re free to go. We have your number if we need more information.” Maggie says before turning on her heels to go talk to a rookie.Kara let out a relieved sigh and wanders away.—She jumps when her phone, her Earth-38 phone rings.It’s a reflex, something she’s acquired along all those years working for Cat Grant, she picks up.The voice at the other end of the line is hers and for a whole minute, she can’t reply. Her clone asks, almost shyly, if they can meet for a drink and Kara doesn’t even know what that means but she’s curious and a little dizzy too, so she says yes.—It goes incredibly smoothly.She meets her other self in a bar and after a brief moment of panic when she recognizes Hank Henshaw as the bartender, she sits in one side of a booth. Sat across the polished table, facing her, is that improbable version of herself with deep, deep blue eyes and a smile brighter than the sun itself.She’s wearing a pair of ripped off jeans and a worn-out light Grey sweater with the faded black and bold NYPD letters plastered on her chest and she notices, for the first time, that her clone doesn’t wear glasses.That’s why the blue is so deep and bright and free, in her sparkling eyes. It’s like watching the sun shines over an ever clear ocean.“I know it’s unusual and maybe not very professional but I wanted to see you again. I’m … drawn to you in a way I can’t even explain.”Kara opens her mouth but there’re no words coming out of it and she just looks at her clone. She’s scanning that face that is exactly like hers, up to the scar above her eyes and the very slight curl around her lips. It’s deranging and yet fascinating.“That’s … That’s okay. I’m actually curious. I’ve never … I mean, I can’t believe I’ve never seen you before. You’re … me.” It’s an incoherent ramble but the local version of Kara Danvers doesn’t seem to mind. She smiles and waves a waitress to order a bourbon.She shakes her head and simply asks for a club soda, not wanting to drink, not when the whole world is already spinning on itself and she’s feeling so dizzy, so unsteady.Earth-2 Kara arches a brow but doesn’t push it.—Three hours later, she’s drunk and laughing openly with the woman everyone else assumes is her twin sister.Three times, people came to ask if they were sisters, awe and wonder clear on their face.It turns out, she doesn’t have her high tolerance to alcohol here.She knows she has all her other powers, she tested her hearing and supervision when she’s taken off her glasses under the pretext of cleaning them, but she’s vulnerable to the effect of alcohol.That’s how she ended up drinking sweet, sugary cocktails while her clone self lined up the double Bourbon.It’s easy and it shouldn’t be, to talk to that version of herself she ignores everything about.—It’s one AM and she’s drunk, she’s drunk and she’s naked in a bed she doesn’t know.The body atop of herself however, is familiar in a way she can’t fully explain. It’s herself but it’s not her and she’s spinning in lust, want and desire. There’s a pang of guilt tugging at her heart but it goes away when fingers dig in her flesh and caresses her center.—She jolts awake, sweat drenching her whole body, eyes wide and breathing shallow, ragged.There’s a good number of eyes on her and she looks around in a frantic, desperate way to chase away the reminiscence of something she can’t even begin to think about.She’s at the DEO, safely tucked under the sun bed. It was all a dream, nothing was real. Nothing happened.She passes out under the weight of her relief.—“You’re telling me that, when you were in your weird coma, you just dreamed of another earth, one where you … slept with your doppelganger?”Cat’s voice sounds both incredulous and amused. Kara winces and hides her face under a pillow, groaning from underneath it. It’s not funny and she stills feels a little nauseous about the whole experience, even knowing nothing was real, that it was all the fruit of her coma-imagination.“It’s not funny.” She groans and she smiles against the sheet when she feels Cat’s hand strokes the muscles of her back.It’s been five days since she woke up but she’s still a little weak and vulnerable and she needs a daily dose of sun-powered rest.Cat’s been there the whole time, making a scene in the DEO lobby when agents tried to take her away.It was Alex, who pleaded her cause to Hank and the martian finally, finally caved and let Cat stay. Of course, the CEO of one of the most powerful media empire of the world had to sign a ridiculous amount of papers and confidentiality agreements but she did it without a fuss.Now, they were back at Cat’s place and Kara finally had brought herself to tell the whole dream to the other woman.Who was clearly struggling to get her mind around the story here.“You slept with yourself, Alex was some kind of Supergirl, Winn and James were Bonnie and Clyde, Maggie was your partner because right, you were a cop and I was … a female Walt Disney?” The last words are sharp and disdainful and it makes Kara laugh.“Yes, a very loved one if I remember correctly.” She does, remember. Everything. It haunts her nights and sometimes even her days too.“Ugh. Lionel Luthor was president, greater Lane was the actual Lois and about to marry Lena Luthor when your cousin was in prison for having tried to kill the president and Lois …” Cat trails off and there’s something strangled in her voice when she pronounces that name. She doesn’t say it out loud often, Kara remembers. It’s loaded, it’s a wound that didn’t heal correctly.“Can you please stop talking about this? I dread the day I will have to tell Alex about it… I will never, never hear the end of it.” She groans again and the sound of Cat’s laugh fills the room. It helps, that Cat is taking it with humor. Mostly.“Alright, Darling.”Kara pokes her head out of under the pillow and throws a suspicious look at Cat Grant, who is not famous for giving up when asked.“Oh, don’t worry. I’m not done with that chapter but for now … I would rather focus on something else.” Cat says and her voice is low and husky, lined with desire as her hand wanders across Kara’s skin.Kara smiles and shuffles closer to Cat to ask for a kiss. She’s a breath away from her lover’s mouth when she hears the question.“Wait, did you sister really kill that daxamite man-child you’re calling a friend?”Kara groans and makes her shut up with a deep, messy and hungry kiss.

[writerinthedarkabyss]

Clueless

For @racheltuckerrr because I gave her too much angst earlier.

Clueless

Alex always considered herself very attentive. Even from a young age Alex was able to observe people, what made them tick, what secrets they were hiding. It’s part of what made her good at her job. Alex was good a reading people. Or so she thought.

The first time she heard her sister talk about Cat Grant, Kara was complaining that she had called her ‘Kiera’ and wouldn’t listen when she said that it wasn’t her name. The first time she saw Kara around Cat was when Alex placed a cupcake on her desk because it was Kara’s Kryptonian birthday. She saw them through the glass doors, Kara flailing her arms in an attempt to explain something and Cat listening to her with a smile on her face. She should’ve realized it then, should’ve known that there was more to their relationship than boss/employee.

The first time Kara invited Cat over for game night definitely should’ve set off something in Alex’s brain but once again, Alex thought nothing of it. It was only when game night actually started that Alex realized what was happening to her little sister. They were perfect together, they had a system. Alex had been dating Maggie for months but Kara, Kara knew exactly how to describe something to Cat. And Cat knew right away what Kara was doing. It was as if they shared a telepathic link. From then on, Alex decided to do what she did best, observe and experiment.

Over the course of a month, she noticed that they seemed to gravitate towards each other. No matter where they were, Alex knew the second they saw each other because Kara’s eyes would search for the other blonde and light up when they found who they were looking for. Any mention of Cat, Kara would turn into a blabbering fool. All of her stories were about Cat or at least had something to do with her. Alex felt like an idiot for not noticing it sooner. She didn’t even think that Kara herself knew it, but her little sister was in love.

Alex observed Cat as well. She noticed that Cat’s posture would relax when she found Kara and how she constantly fond a way to touch her. A graze of the arm, a hand on the small of her back. It was subtle but Alex saw it. Maggie took her to a lot of functions and Alex got to see them in action. She eavesdropped on conversations and noticed how Cat would gush about Supergirl when Kara was close. And how the compliments seemed to directed towards Kara. She wasn’t cold around the younger woman but when they were in public, they were different. Cat was different. Alex noticed how Cat’s smile brightened when Kara was near, her step seemed a little lighter. Whenever Cat seemed to get riled up, Kara’s whispered words soothed her. She saw how Cat looked at her sister when she thought no one was paying attention. They were quick glances, blink and you’ll miss it kind of glances. But she saw it. It was the same glance she saw the first night Kara brought her to game night. Cat’s shoulders would drop as she cocked her head slightly. And no matter who she was talking to, when her eyes found Kara’s her mouth would curl into a small smile. She would look away almost immediately but Alex saw a faint blush on the other woman’s cheeks and there was a sparkle in her eyes that wasn’t there before.

Alex knew, even if they didn’t quite know it themselves. Even if Kara didn’t want to admit it yet. Alex was ready to help her because she knew it. She saw the emotions radiating off her younger sister and she knew that they were for someone who was as crazy about her as Kara was. Alex smiled, wondering how long before they began to notice it as well. 

[lost-your-memory]

Hey mum I have a prompt for you -- Kara introduces her friends to her (super nuclear family) girlfriend and son. //no one in the supersquad knows about cat and kara and they're all shook\\

Hi kiddo, I’m not sure if it’s what you wanted but be careful, it’s angsty. No happy ending this time.Part 2

She already knows most of Kara’s friends, since they’re gravitating around her like if she was the sun itself and sometimes, sometimes she thinks it’s true.

Kara is burning too brightly and she feels like Icarus. She is drawn to the girl of steel like Icarus to the sun and someday, she knows she will fall.

She never thought her wings would be set aflame by someone else.

—

The first one she meets is Alex Danvers and it’s not planned or anything.

It’s an accident and it’s a disaster.

She’s in Kara’s apartment after a little fight about something silly to be mentioned and they’re making out on the couch, it’s hungry, messy and a little bitter too, when Alex barges inside without any warning. She is talking about the takeout she’s just ordered and when her eyes catches the sight of her sister, lipstick smudged all over her face, hair disheveled and Cat Grant sitting on her lap, she drops her purse and gapes, eyes bulging out of her orbits as she stares at them, completely dumbfounded.

Cat winces and pulls away from Kara, who scrambles to her feet and tries to explain the situation in a typical ramble. Alex raises a finger and Kara shuts up, swallowing thickly. Cat doesn’t dare say anything, she just watches as Alex’s features shift from astonishment to something hard and cold. She knows it’s not going to be easy.

Alex opens her mouth but nothing comes out for a few seconds and she seems annoyed. Finally, she just glances at Cat and her eyes are burning with anger when she speaks “You know what, I don’t even want to know. I’m going home, we’ll talk later.”

Kara tries to call her back but Alex glares at her and Cat, who’s the queen of the meaningful glares, feels a chill down her spine at the sight. “I said later.” She repeats and then she’s gone, slamming the door behind her and Kara stares at it with such a pained expression Cat’s heart tug unpleasantly in her chest.

For days after this incident, Kara looks miserable and Cat knows Alex is refusing to talk. She understands the elder Danvers but it still hurt to know she’s responsible for the hurt in Kara’s eyes. Kara says it’s not her fault at all but Cat knows better.

It takes more days for Alex to agree to meet Kara to talk and it takes weeks after that for Alex to accept the invitation to come over for dinner with the Grants. She’s guarded and not entirely comfortable but then she meets Carter and they immediately get along and Cat is both impressed and grateful for the way Alex acts with the young boy.

They’re not friends, rather far from it, and Alex is sometimes snarky, borderline mean but Cat can deal with that if it means she’s not trying to talk Kara out of this relationship.

—

The second person she meets as Kara’s girlfriend is, strangely enough, Lucy Lane.

It’s not planned either but it goes smoothly enough for everyone to be comfortable. They’re with Carter when they run into the younger Lane at Noonan’s one Saturday morning and it’s a little awkward but then Lucy smiles and doesn’t push and Cat is infinitely grateful for that.

They sit around a table and Kara explains how it started, she also adds that Alex knows but she’s the only one and she shyly asks of Lucy to keep it secret for now. Lucy glances at Cat and then nods. She doesn’t look like Lois at all but sometimes, there’s a familiar flicker in her eyes that makes Cat remembers of the other Lane.

Cat hesitates and then asks about James and Lucy says she won’t say anything because James and her are not a thing anymore. She doesn’t elaborate on it but she doesn’t seem heartbroken and she’s smiling and asking Carter about how it is to live with Kara. Carter jokes about Kara eating too much food and it makes everyone laugh and it’s easy.

—

James Olsen is not as easy as his ex-fiancée and Cat doesn’t quite understand why it affects her so much.

He catches them kissing rather passionately, one late night.

He’s standing in the middle of her office, staring at her with anger and betrayal in his eyes as Kara comes to her sides. She welcomes the light touch of fingers settling in the small of her back but she doesn’t dare lean on it. James looks disgusted and mad but he doesn’t add anything, leaving the room without looking back.

It’s an accident, he wasn’t supposed to be working so late, he wasn’t even supposed to be in the building but then again, she always underestimates how good he is at his job, how much he loves it.

Which is why, when he handles her his resignation letter at the end of the week, she takes it hard. She doesn’t exactly consider him a friend but he’s been more than just her artistic director and it hurts. She lets him go, though.

The look of pure hurt in Kara’s eyes is back and she can’t stand it, she wonders if the worst is over. Then, Carter says something about Alex’s mother and she realizes it’s not.

It’s far from over.

—

When Clark Kent raises his voice at her, she knows it’s going to get worse than she first thought it would.

Kara is the one to scream back at him and it’s ugly, it’s resentment and bitter-sweetness and accusations. He’s pushing everything his cousin is saying aside to take it out on her and she stays silent. Cat knows that if she speaks, she’s going to take part in a battle that isn’t hers to fight and she doesn’t want to make Kara feels like she needs protection.

Superman had flown to National City after James’s return to Metropolis. Cat doesn’t know what her former employee said to his best friend but clearly, it didn’t sit well with the superhero because he’s here on her balcony and lecturing her about corrupting his young, sweet and innocent cousin.

Kara is burning with anger and she almost uses heat vision on her cousin when he tells her she’s not thinking clearly, that Cat is just toying with her. After that, Kara tells him to go back to Metropolis and to never, ever come back here.

Cat feels her heart break all over again once he’s gone because the look in Kara’s eyes is too painfully sad and hollow. It’s all because of her and she thinks she should put an end to their relationship before it drives all of Kara’s friends away.

Kara holds her tight that night and she swallows back a sob because now she doesn’t think she’s strong enough to let her go.

—

Winn, the ones she often calls the Cardigan hobbit, doesn’t react much to the new.

Kara tells him the day James is leaving and he simply shrugs and wish her to be happy. It’s too easy and Cat’s sure there’s a catch.

Sure enough, Winn starts to take his distances. He’s not cold, he’s not mean and he’s still around but it’s different and wounded and Cat knows it won’t be long before him too leaves CatCo.

It takes a grand total of two weeks before he comes to see her with a slightly apprehensive look and she lets him go. He tells her he’s going to work for the DEO and she smiles gratefully because it means he’s still going to work with Kara, in a different capacity.

Kara takes it a little differently when she’s the one to break the new of Winn’s resignation for CatCo. She closes off and Cat doesn’t push because she remembers something Kara said about Winn and her starting working at CatCo around the same time and helping each-other through the years. She knows Kara see Winn’s move like a betrayal and a revenge at once so she lets her deal with it.

Eventually, Kara adapts to the new dynamic.

—

That until Cat is invited over for Thanksgiving.

Kara tells her to bring Carter and she sounds so hopeful and happy, Cat doesn’t have the nerves to ruin her mood by refusing. She’s terrified Eliza isn’t going to accept her and she knows, she knows that after James and Winn’s reactions, Kara’s heart is vulnerable.

Vulnerable enough for her to feel insecure about this relationship and Cat doesn’t know if she can deal with Kara saying it’s over.

She had tasted a life with Kara Danvers as her girlfriend and she’s certain she can’t survive the aftermath of a break-up. The mornings without Kara beside her in their bed. The night when she comes home to a sleepy superhero on the couch, the conversations about life and art and everything and nothing, the domesticity of seeing Kara’s stuff all over her place, the way Carter is acting with Kara as if she’s always been there. She thinks it’s going to kill her if Kara puts an end to it but she can’t say she won’t understand.

The dinner is polite and civilized and Eliza is smitten with Carter, like all the Danvers women are. Cat is uncomfortable and waiting for the other shoe to drop but she tries her best to look unaffected and composed. Kara sees right through her though and she’s grateful for the small touches here and now. A hand on her tight, a kiss across her hair, a stroke against her forearm, gentle and kind and warm.

Then she’s all alone with Eliza and she knows it’s over before the older woman even opens her mouth.

The words are cutting deep in her soul and reflecting all of her insecurities. Eliza is almost gentle but she’s firm and she makes it clear she doesn’t approve at all. She does says that Kara looks happy and it pleases her to see it but she ends the sentence by saying Cat isn’t fair with Kara. She speaks about the age difference mostly, the fact that Cat has a child and Kara is still young and that she shouldn’t have to bear that responsibility.

That’s when Kara barges in the kitchen and comes to stand beside her. Her face is still and neutral and she simply asks for Eliza to go. Cat chokes at the words and she wants to protest that it’s not fair, that Kara shouldn’t have to chose her over her foster mother but Kara doesn’t let her talk.

Kara says, in a voice that is unwavering and so full of certainty that she loves Cat and Carter and that she wants a lifetime with them, she wants them to be her family and that if Eliza isn’t able to deal with it, then she’s not welcomed anymore.

Alex is standing in the doorway behind them and Cat can see the hurt and betrayal and sadness swirl in her eyes and she feels like the world is falling apart around her.

Kara slides an arm around her waist and holds her. Eliza gapes and there are tears in her eyes but she nods and she simply goes away.

Alex looks at Kara in the eyes and there’s understanding in the exchange, before she goes to help her mother with her things.

Later that night, Kara leaves the bed and it wakes her up. She waits a little before following her lover and she hears the sobs before she can put a foot in the living room.

It’s desperate and raw and when she comes to put her arms around Kara to pull her in a tight, tight hug, she sees the pain and the loneliness swirl in those baby blue eyes and she knows.

She knows that every single of Kara’s friends chipped her heart and made her feel like she was loosing everything and everyone all over again. She knows that right now, Kara feels abandoned and betrayed and hurt and it’s like she’s Kara Zor-El, trapped in a pod to witness the destruction of her world in a never ending loop.

She knows that it’s a matter of time before something breaks and Kara regrets everything.

[lost-your-memory]

Prompt Time: You live for angst so you can write angst will not stop you. Cat tells Kara she is leaving, Kara is about to admit her feelings when...(you chose the rest)

I’m not sure if it’s what you wanted and if it’s not, I’ll write a second part ♥

“I am leaving”

The words hoover, spin and swirl in the air between them, leaving an endless echo in her ears that drowns everything else away.

Gone, are the chatter of the employees in the room behind her, the ringing of the phones and sounds of printers on the floors below her feet, the purring of the cars driving down the street in front of the building, the faint whooshing of a plane taking off and the cries and laughs and voices of National City.

Those three little words suddenly stab between her ribs like a blade made of kryptonite. It’s a blow she doesn’t see coming and it tastes like betrayal and abandon and it’s all too familiar. It moves slowly but relentlessly until it reaches her heart and oh.

She bleeds.

She bleeds because the words are twisting their way into a wound that never truly healed. It’s heartless and merciless and it salvages everything.She’s bleeding emotions and it’s dripping from her like a wild mountain torrent.

She doesn’t even realize she’s sitting down on one of those comfortable sofas she often uses to listen to whatever Miss Grant is willing to teach her. The fabric under her fingers is rough and unfamiliar. Everything feels different now.

There are soft, gentle and kind green eyes watching her and she looks into them, unable to bring herself to say something. She finds some solace in the familiar gleam shining deep down in Miss Grant’s emerald eyes but it does little to calm her, even with the familiar voice speaking words she doesn’t even hear.She’s agonizing inside and she knows she can’t say anything.

Those feelings, bleeding through the open wound like blood would from a human injury, are forbidden and she knows it. She’s carrying them around for so long now, cowardly hiding behind the plausible and acceptable excuse of simply harboring a crush for her boss.After all, what’s not to like in such a brilliant, rich, attractive and powerful woman like Miss Grant. She knows for a fact that more than half of the employees of this company have a little crush on their boss and she gets it. She gets it and she sometimes wishes she could be like them.

But what’s she’s feeling is so much more than just a crush. It’s deep and authentic and pure and it goes beyond Love itself. She couldn’t even try to describe it, should someone ask. It’s not a feeling, it’s not an emotion, it just exists.She didn’t see it coming either. She woke up one morning, she went to work like she always did, Cat yelled something at her about the fashions spread and then suddenly, suddenly she understood what Winn once said to her. Ka-pow.

Cat Grant is leaving and she suddenly feels like the sun has been ripped from where it used to hang in the sky and it’s raining. Everything is Grey and dull and weakening.

“I need to dive.”

She doesn’t know if she wants to choke a bitter laugh or if she wants to cry her despair out at those words that were first directed at her, earlier in life. There’s a scream caught in her throat that she’s too afraid to set free and there are tears veiled up in her eyes she’s strong enough to contain. Barely, but it will have to do.

She takes a sharp intake of breath and she’s almost in awe at the fact she doesn’t cry. Instead, she whispers something that is the understatement of the century.

“Oh … Everything is changing so fast.”

She swallows and it’s hard because she still wants to scream and cry and yell at the same time. She wonders how long it’s going to take for her to finally break.

“I … I do not do well with changes.”

She grabs a cushion, mostly to do something but then her fingers dig into the soft fabric and she’s holding to it for dear life. She almost smiles at how pathetic this is. Her world is crumbling and dissolving into the unknown and she’s clutching to a cushion like a castaway to their lifebuoy.

She looks around and she takes in all the details of this office she knows by heart already.The top left screen with a few dead pixels in one corner. The bowl of m&ms atop the alcohol cabinet. The piles of books under the coffee table, of which she could list the titles by order of arrangement. The rug underneath her feet, where she once spilled a few drops of actual blood the day she lost her powers.She sighs and her lips wobble, she doesn’t even know how she manages to say the words.

“Gosh, Miss Grant … I … I can’t imagine being here without you.”

It’s as close of the truth she will ever get and she wants to curl into a ball and cry because it’s not even scratching the surface.

It gets worse when she looks at Miss Grant’s face only to see sadness swirls in those ever deep green eyes. For a moment, she thinks they are about to say all the things they can’t tell out loud but the moment passes and Cat’s voice almost breaks when she whispers one, single word.

“Kara.”

The wound in her heart bleeds and bleeds and bleeds and everything fade into pain. Her own name echoes in the air and sounds like a curse and she hates it.

Miss Grant’s features are soft and open and she’s never seen the woman so unguarded before. She doesn’t even want to know what that means because she’s leaving and Kara will be alone.

Again.

Suddenly, Cat’s close and Kara drowns in her perfume when her boss reaches a hand to play with a strand of her hair. Her heart stops altogether and she can’t breathe anymore.

“Oh, Kara. You … will rise to the occasion.”

The moment is gone and they both know it. There’s something tender in the way they both look at each other and Kara doesn’t want that. She doesn’t want to think it’s the last time she will see Cat. The scream in her throat burns and she’s about to give in so she does something even more stupid instead.

She rises and she puts her arms around Cat.

Oh, this is the biggest mistake of her life, she has no doubt about that but when Cat holds her tight, when she’s surrounded by the strong, spicy perfume and when blonde hair caresses her cheeks and neck, she simply reveals in it.

It’s soft but it’s strong and it’s desperate and they both know it. This is a goodbye and it tastes like ashes and ruins and salt.

Then, the usual Cat Grant is back with a stern but inspiring comment and Kara nods because she knows she can’t hold on to Cat forever.

She let her go.