#kara danvers x maggie sawyer

[comic-book-jawns]

Pine

“You’re closing the scene already?”

“Well, we have the suspects in custody, and we know whose blood it is.”

Fuck.

Maggie shuts her eyes as she squeezes the soaked rag. She usually minds her crime scene-side manner. In fact, she’s the department’s go-to when there are children to be interviewed.

But she can’t be in that mindset at all hours, obviously, let alone when her girlfriend has barely slept in days. And at 5:30 a.m., she hadn’t expected any company.

She should’ve known better, in hindsight.

“You shouldn’t be here, Little Danvers.”

“Actually, I’m the one with blanket permission.”

Shit. Even when she’d tried to stop Maggie from arresting Luthor in this very office, the hero’s tone hadn’t been this icy.

“Kara.”

“It hasn’t even been 72 hours.”

Maggie blows out a breath as she sits back on her heels and finally looks up at younger woman, taking in windswept hair more knotted than wavy at the moment.

“Do you honestly believe I would do this prematurely?”

Kara’s the first to look away, jaw clenching, but hovering red boots touch down a few moments later.

“I didn’t know the, uh, clean-up part was part of a detective’s job.”

The more conversational tone is more familiar, though judging by the voice crack, Maggie would presume it wasn’t entirely intentional.

“It’s not.”

Still, Maggie manages to match it. And that’s all it takes for Kara’s arms to uncross, eyes widening and lips rolling before she scrubs a hand over her face.

“You - you should let me. You’ll be here for hours.”

“You may help us out sometimes.” Maggie carefully strips off her gloves and rises to her feet. “But last time I checked, Supergirl wasn’t on the NCPD payroll.”

With that, she pulls two 20’s out of her wallet as she walks around the stain to reach Kara, earning a quizzical look from the Kryptonian.

“If you want to help, you can buy some air fresheners. I’d bet Lena will want her office smelling like something better than bleach when she gets back to work.”

They don’t know, of course, when the CEO will return. Just as they don’t know when she’ll regain consciousness.

Kara’s lips are rolling again as she nods to herself a few times before gently claiming the bills.

“Thank you, Maggie.”

She claps a hand to Kara’s arm as she nods in turn, slipping it into her back pocket as she watches Kara make her way to the balcony. Superpowered alien or not, that’s her girlfriend’s little sister she’s sending on an errand.

Her girlfriend’s little sister who pauses in the glass doorway, offering a ghost of a smile over her shoulder.

“Pine. Her favorite scent is pine.”

[detective-jane-rizzoli]

#me too 🍷 🍺🍸

[superxkorra]

Supercorp Snippet Prompt #1

@pocket-sand-fic said on my pinned post: "Ooh! Love this series! Maybe something where Eliza and/or Alex and Maggie have the first real meeting with Lena as Kara’s gf. I’d love to see them being protective and question if Lena is really ready/prepared first the “bad days” Kara can have.”

Thank you for the kind words! Here is the little snippet I wrote at 1k words exactly (the first draft was nearly 2k, the second was 1.5k, and I brought the third down to 1k). Hope you enjoy!

"Kara entered the hospital, a contrasting wave of discomfort and ease rolling through her. It was bittersweet.

She looked around briefly before approaching the front desk with a smile, “Hi Jolene, how are you?”

“Kara, always a treat to see you here, hun. How’s your day been?”

“Good. I’m here to see Dr. Luthor and Dr. Danvers, would you mind paging them if they’re not busy?” Kara asked. 

Jolene was a lovely woman who had worked at the hospital longer than Kara remembered. She was always there with a smile on her face and a personality that could make even Mr. Scrooge merry. 

“Of course, hun. They’d love to see you. Go on over there,” She gestured to a waiting area, “They’ll be here shortly.”

“Thank you,” Kara patted the reception desk as she walked away. 

The waiting area was pleasantly spacious. With a five-hundred-gallon saltwater aquarium, well-organized children’s space, comfortable chairs, reading material, and water bottles, Kara was satisfied.

She sat in a toddler sized chair by the tank, picking up a toy car as she watched the fish. The stock was akin to Finding Nemo. It was vibrant, interactive, and captivating. Not dissimilar to a child, Kara could watch it all day.

Midvale General was nearly complete with its renovations since Lena purchased the hospital nearly two years ago and began the project. It was incredible to see how far it had come, from poorly built and outdated to modeling the latest technology and exceptional infrastructure. 

With an expansive courtyard lined with gardens, vast windows, and vibrant halls, the psychological healing Lena has incorporated into the medical center has been astronomical. 

Lena has revolutionized the small town’s understanding of healing and health.

Kara was proud of her and the impact she’d made on Midvale. On her life. 

Kara was pulled out of her thoughts as a little boy walked up to her, “Hi kid. Wha—”

He snatched the Hotwheels car out of her hands and ran off. She called out, baffled, “Hey!”

Unbeknownst to her, Lena stood watching from the reception desk, a grin on her face and a soft laugh escaping her throat.

Jolene shook her head, “Go get her before she starts a fight with a five-year-old.”

Lena barked out a laugh and made her way over to the blonde with a smile, fitting her hands in her coat pockets,  “What a surprise, Kara” 

The blonde’s head whipped around to face her. She stood from the children’s chair, only to have it lodge itself around her hips. The firefighter fumbled for a moment, but miraculously got it unstuck before setting it down on the floor. 

She inhaled deeply and offered Lena a dopey smile, longing to reach out and peck her girlfriend on the lips or wrap her in a brief hug. But, they were in the workplace, and their relationship was just theirs, as of now. 

Lena clasped her hands, “What are you doing here?”

Kara smiled brightly, holding up a brown bag, “I’m on my lunch break and I thought I’d bring you and Eliza sandwiches.”

She wanted to add that it'd been a slow day, but she knew what would happen if she said that aloud.

The brunette inched forward, but before words came out, her attention was drawn away by another presence.

“Hi, sweetie,” Eliza walked up to Kara and placed a kiss on her cheek, “What are you doing here?”

Kara repeated with a smile, “Brought you and Lena lunch.”

Eliza grinned gratefully, “That’s so thoughtful, sweetie. Should we eat together in the courtyard?”

Kara checked her watch, “I have some time,” She looked at her mother and Lena, smiling as they started walking, “How’s your day been?”

_

Eliza was the first to bring up something unrelated to surgery while they were operating, “Dr. Luthor.” 

Her words were soft and nearly quiet, but Lena noted they were laced with something.

The Chief of Surgery hummed without losing concentration, “Dr. Danvers.”

“How long have you and my daughter been together?” Eliza asked without missing a beat. 

The nurses, though forced to listen to their conversation, kept quiet.

Lena’s hands never lost their momentum. The surgery was muscle memory at this point, and she was expertly going through the motions. She inhaled through her mask, “A little over a month.”

Eliza nodded, watching Lena’s movements. 

She stayed silent until fifteen minutes later and the two surgeons were scrubbing out, “I can tell you two care a lot about each other.”

“We do,” Lena nodded as she dried her hands.

“Are you happy?” Eliza asked caringly. 

Lena hummed, her tone and words left no room for question, “I’ve never been happier than I am when I’m with Kara and I’ve never loved anyone as much as I do her.”

Eliza smiled, “That’s all a mother can hope for,” Shectossed her towels in the trash, “It’s not my business and I’m sure you’re already aware,” 

Lena nodded.

“My daughter,” Eliza cleared her throat, “Kara suffers from serious PTSD. I’ve seen days where she doesn’t know where she is, or who I am. She’s changed since her time overseas.”

Lena swallowed, “I don’t mean to sound rude, Dr. Danvers, but where are you going with this?”

“I want to make sure that you’re safe with her and that you’re strong enough for those days because,” Eliza inhaled shakily, “Each one will destroy a part of you.” She wiped her wet eyes, “I want nothing but the best for you both, sweetheart. But I need to know that when the going gets tough, she can rely on you and you can come out the other end alright too.”

Lena inhaled deeply, “Of course. I love Kara so, so much. At the end of the day, I want her to know that I will always be there for her. I can handle the hard days, without a doubt Dr. Danvers.”

Eliza stepped forward and wrapped Lena in a hug, “Call me Eliza, dear.” 

Welcome to the family."

Well, what did you think? This will be part of my 8th installment to Your Love Was Home Supercorp series on AO3. I'm working on the 7th right now. It was a big challenge to limit myself to 1k words. I had to take so much out, which I will put right back into the 10-15k one shot, including Alex and Maggie's "reaction".

[thelittleastronautinspace]

Help me find this supercorp fic

Ok so I don't remember that much of the fic but I do remember that it was a fic where Lena knows Kara is supergirl

In the fic there was a game night at Kara's place where her Lena Alex Maggie j'onn and winn where there and they are having a good time when Kara hears a weird noise coming from outside and looks up to see heavily armoured drones flying outside the window, she slips into superspeed to assess the situation and then goes back into regular speed yell for everyone to hit the deck and then she grabs Lena and jumps behind the couch, Alex j'onn Winn and Maggie all roll out of the way and drag there guns and start to return fire to the drones, Kara drags Lena to the bathroom and is about to change into supergirl when Lena stops her saying she can probably disable the drones, she does the police are called and Lena ask Kara why the hell are her friends are gun wielding ninjas

That's all I remember, please help and I wanna read this fic a again

[teddythegreat]

Alright y'all, I'm desperate. I'm looking for a Supercorp fic on AO3 where it's a human au, Kara is married to Mon El with 2 kids (including a son named Jeremiah) and is an astrophysics professor. Lena is Alex's boss and meets Kara for the first time, deciding she wants to date her. It's later revealed that Kara grew up on a space station which later crashed to Earth.

Please help, I've checked every tag I can think of

[oneshotnewbie]

Is there a tiny little chance that you will update <Missing for a Decade> soon? I absolutely love this idea, and I would love to read more of it!! <33

Supergirl - Missing for a Decade Part 5

Trigger Warning: This one-shot includes the topic of abduction and mentions of abuse. These plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle those subjects, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

Authors Note: Here you have a new chapter ♥ I'm going to edit the older chapters again since I don't like them and they seem a bit inconsistent when I look at this current chapter

ᕚ---ᕘ

"You came to talk to me about your sister and niece before you take them home?" the older gentleman asked, clearing his throat and turning completely to the women who had entered his office. "Yes,"

"I have treated more than hundred kidnapping victims, but none like your sister. Despite her captivity, she is open to other people and hardly scared which fascinates me. She is very strong," The doctor folded the remaining files on his desk and clasped his hands on the table in front of his torso, fingers locked tightly together. "You know, every victim presents a new challenge and it is like reading a map of battered bodies that have been unjustly violated"

Both Alex and Kara interestingly pulled a chair from the corner and listened to the doctor go into more details about your health, the various tests and examinations that they did on you.

"She is chronically underweight, physically atrophied. She has anemia, vitamin D and iron deficiencies, and some skin lesions and inflammation from the lack of natural light." he unbuttons the cuffs of his shirt sleeves and rolled them up. "Y/n Danvers shows signs of severe violence over the last few years. Broken bones that healed incorrectly and scars all over her body"

The grey-haired hesitates with another answer and bows his head down, wanting to give Kara and Alex a moment to digest the information. The office is suddenly quieter than it was at the beginning of the conversation. "What about Gracie?"

The man in front of them started to smile and looked at the two older Danvers with glittering eyes. "Despite the circumstances, your sister did a good job. Grace Danvers is a bright little girl with particularly good language skills despite her young age"

"Any signs of injury? Does she have bruises or healed broken bones?

He shook his head violently and took away all their fears with immediate effect. "No, she is a perfectly healthy girl. No vitamin deficiencies or signs of violence. No evidence of past fractures or other medical conditions. If I did not know better, I would say that her mother endured all of the abuse to protect her daughter"

The Danvers sisters nodded in unison and thanked your doctor for treating you so lavishly. Kara put one foot in front of the other as she left the office and waited for Alex to join in step. Together they walked back to your hospital room while going over the details of the injuries you had sustained in their minds.

ᕚ---ᕘ

A week had passed in which you slowly regained your strength in the hospital, slowly got used to your sisters around you and were able to get closer with them. While you were still adjusting to your new, free life, your little daughter explored everything she could get her hands on; running around the hospital with either Kara or Alex always by her side, having her aunts wrapped around her little finger since day one.

You stood nervously with your back to one of your older siblings, staring longingly out the window while your bony hand rested on the pane of glass. A sinister life stretched out behind it; a life you no longer knew. "I do not know if I am ready yet.." you replied to Kara, who sat on your bed and waited for you to take the first step outside. The first step to freedom and into a new life.

"There will never be a perfect moment, sweetheart. Nobody wants to imagine what you went through, but Alex and I will be by your side and support you. No matter how long it takes"

You nodded, saw her soft smile in the reflection and turned to her. The blonde extended her hand. You walked the last few inches that separated you, grabbed her hand so she could pull you into her arms. "Grace is already at the car with Alex and Maggie, trying out the new Nemo seat we bought for her"

You laughed briefly at the thought of how long and in how many stores the redhead must had been, desperate to find a car seat with your daughters favorite fish on it. She had wished for this one and, at the tender age of four, had already threatened not to sit in anything else but this one.

"We can go as soon as you are ready," softly, she kissed your dry and straggly hair, wrapped her arms tightly around you and savored the closeness she had missed so badly. You too snuggled up to her chest like a cat, took a deep breath of her perfume, which she still wore after all these years and let the moment sink in.

Kara´s heartbeat accelerated in your ears and her grip on you became tighter. A slight tremor emanated her body and her swallowing became stronger and heavier.

The sadness that overcame her was like an old friend who had accompanied her on the journey over the past few years. Not intrusive, but always in the foreground; always aiming to get her attention and cause deep pain where your love and closeness once found its place.

It stroked her hair every time she walked into your old room, whispered softly in her ear as in silent moments, she slid down the wall and broke down crying. Never leaving her side and always staying with her. The crushing feeling of never seeing you again, never hearing your footsteps creaking on the floor and never catching the sound of your voice ever again.

Your disappearance painted her world gray, pouring concrete over the once colorful rainbows of your being. You were the biggest concern between all the others. Your sisters were worn down by this eternal struggle - the circle of cause and effect, crime and punishment, guilt and innocence, victim and perpetrator. She had not stopped fighting this fight, but she wished she could.

And now she could finally feel the sun and see the colors again, the warmth she longed for and the soft melody of your voice that returned. "I have missed you so much," she said carefully, rocking you gently in her arms. Kara did not want to let go of you, she had been longingly waiting for this moment for too long.

"After all these years, have you stopped looking for me?"

"Yes, we did," she whispered into your hair, the pain in her voice clearly audible as salty tears strayed onto them. The blonde rested her trembling chin on the top of your head, gently stroking your shoulder while her other hand nervously played with your fingers. It was not until she composed herself that she pulled away from you just inches to look into your eyes. "We all spread out across National City and knocked on every door. We questioned alleged witnesses. But nobody had seen you or knew where you were."

Tears rolled quietly down your face, which Kara caught with the soft pads of her thumbs. Although you had asked the question yourself, your stomach still cramped completely when receiving the given information. Your family had fought through the struggle of your disappearance and given themselves up in the process. They had long since lost hope.

"I am sorry I caused you such pain," you looked at your hands and waved them around as if seeing them for the first time before closing your eyes for a brief moment. Shortly after, you opened them up again and stared at your sister with blank eyes. Kara´s on the other hand were blood red and swam behind thick glasses.

She quickly fell to the ground and knelt in front of you. Her warm hands were placed on your cheeks, her thumbs inevitably caressing them. "You are not to blame for what happened to you and you are not guilty for surviving it. Sure, we suffered pain because we thought we lost you forever, but you know what outweighs that pain?"

You shook your head and cocked it to the side, her hand now clasped between your shoulder and ear. She smiled at you briefly and pulled you to the front so your face was buried in her shoulder. "You are back and our hearts are whole again. You are so strong, a fighter and fought your way through everything that came your way. You do not have to be sorry. It. is. not. your. fault."

[natalievoncatte]

Friction

by Natalie von Catte

Supergirl’s face flushed, and Lena braced for another booming, self righteous speech about trust or safety or the meaning of teamwork or some such heroic nonsense, but then her voice shattered into a million pieces and tears welled wet in her eyes.

“All I want is for you to be okay.”

A thousand thoughts danced in Lena’s mind. To ask her why, to defy her, to taunt her, to demand what exactly it was that made Lena so damned important that this woman was so intense about her safety one moment and so angry the next.

In the dance of all those thoughts, the more base instinct won out.

Lena grabbed Supergirl by the neck of her suit, just below those delightful collarbones of hers, and used it as a handle to pull herself into a hard, aggressive kiss.

...

After a tense rescue when Supergirl barely makes it in time to save Lena from one of her brother's rampaging death machines, Lena Luthor ends up having a wild night with Supergirl, only to call out Kara's name while in bed with her...

[valorianknights]

Here's some ToyBird art!

This is based on the Supergirl fanfiction, A Second Chance, by 29PheonixLement on ao3

This art is from like January, but I felt that I needed to color it

Found old fanart too! From 2022 I think.

But in all seriousness, a bouquet of Oreos is the perfect Valentine's Day gift and ultimate act of love. CHANGE MY MIND.

I really like these facial expressions from snowie😊 I think it really gets across her frustration and sadness in the moment during this exchange with Kara.

Also some sanvers in the corner. The Babies 💛

[monkeycloud]

This Little Light of Mine, Shine of Shine

Chapter 56: Loving Argo

“Come on girls! It's getting a bit chilly and I didn’t put a sweater on either one of you! Come inside so we can watch one of their cool 5d movies, we don't even have this on earth yet!”

The girls giggle at Sam’s enthusiasm. “Hurry and come have dessert!” They get up swiftly, and run off to the house, but not before giving little kisses to the pretty purple flower.

That night was filled with laughter and love, so much love.

That night, Dek-Erra’s first pettle slowly released, starting to bloom for the first time since the destruction of Krypton.

“It just needed a little love, everyone needs a little love”

You can read the rest on ao3 🖤🖤

[mx-loar-tev]

I'm back and I started writing again!

I even posted a new chapter of an old Supergirl story I started over 6 years ago! It's a long hiatus, I know, but I plan to finish it. Just one more chapter and an epilogue, it's almost done!

I'll post the link later.

[chaosqueen1998]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alex Danvers/Maggie Sawyer, Alex Danvers & Maggie Sawyer, Alex Danvers & Kara Danvers & Maggie Sawyer, Kara Danvers/Cat Grant, Kara Danvers & Cat Grant Characters: Alex Danvers, Maggie Sawyer, Kara Danvers, Cat Grant Additional Tags: One Shot, Pride Month 2022, Coming Out, Somewhere Season 2, Cat Grant Knows Kara Danvers Is Supergirl, Pansexual Kara Danvers, Fluff and Humor Series: Part 5 of Pride Month Fics 2022 🌈 Summary:

Kara has asked Alex and Maggie to come to her loft because she wants to come out to them. But not only that, she will also tell them that she is in a relationship with a certain woman. How will they react? To be exact, how will Alex react?

5. Sanvers (Coming Out)

[rivermonster2014]

Kelly reunites with Maggie, they catch up.

[toxinoire]

Wait holy shit I love this idea

may i introduce you to ruby, esme, their four lesbian moms, their two lesbian aunts, their bisexual uncles and their gay boyfriend, their transgender omnisexual aunt and her gender confused, pansexual boyfriend, their other lesbian aunt who swings by once a year, and their ally grandfather

[afy2018]

Revised* One Night Stand

Kara sat alone in the corner of Al’s after a long day at DEO. She had her first drink of the night, a highball that tasted like bitter citrus. In her head, she felt the low buzz numb her as she reminisced about her time as a normal ‘human’ who worked for Cat Grant. Her sister was right, she should have stayed hidden. Her cousin was the perfect example of what happens when aliens live in the light. A soft rap on the table broke her stream of thought. Before her, stood a young passing being who looked upon her with kind and inviting eyes. She was dressed as if she had also just clocked out.

“You okay?” she sincerely asked.

“Yeah, just a long day, you know?”

“I do.” She extended her hand. “I’m Maggie.” Kara accepted her invitation and introduced herself as well. “May I sit with you?”

“I won’t stop you. So, what’s your day job?”

“Detective for NCPD, you?”

“Impressive, I work at Catco.”

“Ah, yeah. I love their tabloids, well ones on page fourteen, the celeb stuff, eh.”

“Yeah, if I had known that being a journalist meant selling your soul for candids, I’d have been an English teacher. I should have realized after I had a whole unit on baiting readers.”

“They actually have a unit on that?”

She nodded and jibed, “Telling you all the secrets, they might revoke my degree.”

Maggie beckoned Fiona to take her order. Once she received her drink, she continued, “You look new, how’d you find this place?”

“You come here that often?”

“I do more than drink.”

Kara scoffed at her witty remark. “My friend, a martian, brought me here. I like it, it’s the only place I can actually get drunk and not feel like an alien. So, what’s your story?”

“When I first dropped down in National City, I got into some trouble. Luckily, one of the bartenders found me and brought me in, so now it’s sort of my safe space, you know, even if I’m not one of them.”

Kara shifted in her seat at the reveal and whispered, “You’re human?”

“Yeah, it’s not a secret. The regulars know me, part of what I do is get these guys the glimmer and reps they need to live out here. This is the perfect discrete place for me to offer that service.”

“How noble,” she beamed.

“I wish it weren’t something I had to hide, but this is just how it is for any alien, E.T. or not.”

“Well, I know I can speak for everyone when I say that it’s nice to see people on our side.”

“I don’t see the difference, like, on a moral level. When it comes down to it, so all the fear-mongering. Well, you know. I’m sure you don’t need some ‘Human Savior’ coming in to tell you how dangerous or unfair life is.”

“It’s nice to meet someone else fighting on our side. You’re like,” she chuckled, “like a knight in shining armor.”

Maggie ruefully grinned, “How are those?”

She swirled the glass around, “Really good, might be a bit strong for a human.”

“How many of those have you had?”

“Just this one so far.”

Maggie nodded, clasping her hands under the table as she leaned in, “Not to be rude, but where are you from?”

“Here, kind of.”

“Explains why I haven’t seen you before. Why kind of?”

“I was born on a dying planet then shot out into space and voile la. Now your turn.”

“I’m second generation, my parents were from Cuba,” she began. “They met after they got to the states, though, and made a life here, not here here. I’m actually a fish out of water if I’m being honest.” When she earned a curious looked, Maggie further explained, “I’m from Georgia.”

“So, why did you pick me from the crowd?”

She glanced around, “What crowd? I didn’t recognize you, so I thought maybe you’d like to know about my services. Docs, jobs, whatever else peaks your fancy?”

Danvers leaned in as she finished off the first drink. “So, what do you get out of this?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, do you get paid, do you keep info on the aliens?”

Maggie suddenly pulled away, palms flat on the table, “I make no profit, I only want to give back to the people who saved me. I feel like it’s the only way I can repay them.”

“I’m sorry if I-”

“Don’t,” she relaxed a little again, “it’s a touchy subject and not something I get asked about often.”

“Since I don’t need your services, what else do you have that I’d be interested in?”

“If I’m being honest, you’re gorgeous and I thought I’d try to brighten your night.”

“With flirtatious banter?”

“Yeah.”

“That might not be enough?” she tried to clue her in.

Maggie willingly took the bait, “Oh?”

“Do you wanna get out of here?”

“Yeah.”

Maggie paid their tab and brought around her bike for a quick lift to her apartment. On the ride, Kara kept a firm grip around her lay’s waist. They cruised through the oddly lit streets until they got to her flat. Up the stairwell, they chased each other, pausing to make out when one caught up to the other. Halfway up the third floor, Kara pushed her against the wall, her knee pushing its way between Sawyer’s legs until her thigh ground against her. Maggie jumped a little at the contact but ground against her. Kara tore herself away, leaving them both wound up. Sawyer groaned out a laugh and jogged up the last few steps and opened the door to her apartment.

~

The weekend passed and Sawyer hadn’t seen the alien since. When Monday morning came around, she received an email from her latest partner for a ‘Special Case’. As she entered her office, she found Agent Danvers pacing the room.

“Woah there Danvers, you might leave marks on the carpet. You wanted something?”

“Yes, good morning, by the way,” she said on her way out. “I’m taking you to the office.”

“Okay?”

She followed her from the station to a black car. They sat in silence for a moment while Alex answered a few messages.

“There’s a lot you need to know,” the agent began. “I’m not FBI and neither is Henshaw.” As Maggie reached for her firearm, Alex quickly unlatched and removed it from her reach. She quickly proceeded, “Don’t worry, still government, just not the FBI. We’re from DEO where we handle alien cases and our site works with Supergirl.”

“You mean the one who scares half of the public and demeans my peers?”

“She’s willing to help, she’s not like other aliens.”

“Yeah, I know. She risks the lives- well she just causes too much damage to the city.”

“I hope those are all of your grievances because you’re meeting her.”

“Great,” Maggie huffed. “Can I have my piece back?”

“Yes.”

They pulled into a subterranean structure. Badges were flashed and Alex gave Maggie a fob.

“That was quick.’

“The paperwork you signed with the city gave you access, we just blocked it until we needed your help. Since you proved more than capable of handling the E.T. cases in the field, I thought you’d be interested in what we do here.”

They entered the high-tech bunker fitted with massive LED screens showing trackers and rows upon rows of agents pouring over information at their desks placed perfectly so their supperiors could watch their work from a vantage point.

“This is very interesting.”

She watched on as aliens were paraded from elevator to elevator as they were interrogated and inevitably locked up. Across the room, was a row of monitors and an agent in casual clothes standing next to a caped crusader. Maggie couldn’t help but groan as she looked at the back of the woman’s head.

“I can’t believe I’m meeting Supergirl,” she said in an exasperated tone.

“Usually people sound happier when they say that.”

Maggie merely grimaced as they approached the group. Alex cleared her throat to introduce her, “Everyone, this is Detective Margaret Sawyer of the NCPD.” When they turned around, Maggie immediately locked eyes with Kara, she tried her best to stay composed and politely shook her hand while they went down the line. “Supergirl, as you know,” Alex’s pager went off, so she finished up, “Winn Schott and Hank Henshaw. Sorry, I have to go.”

“Ah, so you’re Sawyer,” Kara connected. “You’re not nearly as harsh as my sister makes you out to be.”

Maggie scoffed, “So, not too many good things?” Kara stayed silent on the response. “So, what is my job here, why suddenly show me all of this?”

“Alex should be returning with your pager soon, but we don’t have an open case for you yet,” Henshaw explained. “This is mostly for formalities and giving you access to and contact with the DEO.”

“Sorry Sawyer, here’s your stuff,” Alex huffed as she jogged back with an envelope of items.

“Thanks.” She looked in and retrieved the aforementioned pager, a badge, and a computer fob. “What’s on this?”

“This is how you get access to the computers here,” she looked at her watch, “I should get you back before your captain gets suspicious.”

“He doesn’t know I’m here?”

“No.”

“It was nice to meet you all. We should go before I lose my bonus.”

Alex promptly dropped her off at the department for another few bureaucratic-filled days. A week passed before she received a 212 in the middle of the day. So she collected her belongings and went down to the black car waiting for her. A random agent met her inside.

“You’re a new face,” Maggie commented. After she didn’t receive a response, she continued, “Are you just here to make sure I don’t commandeer the vehicle? … Are you mute?” She was handed a manilla folder. “Ooh, is this my first case?” Inside were details of a foreign entity they found at a construction site. “Thank you.”

“You can head back inside.”

“I’m not going to DEO?”

“No, we’re dropping you off in the parking garage.”

“Cool, not suspicious at all,” she huffed on her way back inside.

As the day closed out, Maggie drove to Al’s. She spotted Kara in the same booth, so she joined her.

“How’d you know I’d be here?” Kara asked.

“Lucky guess. Also, I got a page in the middle of the day, so figured you were busy.”

“Life of the heroes.”

“We signed up for it. So, big reveal, what else don’t I know?”

“Alex is my sister. Other than that, you’ll just have to wait and see,” she teased.

“So much juicy info.”

“Not that I don’t like your company, but don’t you think you should be selling your services?”

“Well, I wanted to spend some time with you and have a drink, but I see you’re ahead of me.”

“Only by one, you got time to catch up.”

“You look like something’s bothering you?”

“Do you know how many people tell me to go home on a daily basis?”

She was held aback by her honest remark. “No.”

“Too many, way too many for the work my cousin and I do.” Maggie held her tongue as Kara opened up. “I wish I could believe me, but there is no home for me to go to.”

Sawyer reached across the table, “If I wanted you to ‘go home’ it’d be my place.”

“Really was not smooth at all.”

“Who said I was trying? What if I was just being honest?”

“Then I’d still think that was a schlocky setup, but I have nothing else to do.” Kara left her drink unfinished and led the way out of the bar. “Have you ever wanted to fly?”

“I’d be happy to try it out?”

Kara briskly pulled her in, hands gently placed at the back of her neck. She placed a few sweet pecks on her lips and then her forehead. “Okay, just remember to breathe, I’ll try to stay low.”

She swiftly lifted Maggie and ascended over the streets, weaving between skyscrapers until they landed on Kara’s balcony. The moment the doors were opened, they collided again attacking with fervent kisses and considerably less apprehension than their first night.

The following day when Maggie’s alarm woke her up, she found herself face to face with the Girl of Steel, her soft features wrapped in the early morning hue. Her hair fell in a curly mess but she looked calm, like Sleeping Beauty. She slipped out of the warm comfort of her bed and started collecting her clothes. When she turned back to check on her hostess, she found a set of tired eyes staring at her.

“Leaving so soon?” Kara inquired.

“Yeah, I need to get to work, but I might need some different clothes. No need for ‘Stride of Pride’ questions,” she joked.

“Okay, you want a lift?”

“No thank you, I don’t want to start any rumors.”

When Danvers stood up out of bed, Maggie could have sworn she had forgotten how to breathe. There in the gleaming light of her cheap curtains was the valiant protector of the city. She almost couldn’t believe that one day she’d be shit-talking her and the next week, she’d be waking up next to her.

“Yeah, I’m gonna go while I can still will myself.”

Kara swift-stepped to her in a flash and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. “I hate to see you go.”

“You can always page me.”

“No phone number yet?”

Maggie looked her up and down, “Third time’s a charm?”

“Okay, I’ll see you around, Sawyer.”

“Hopefully soon,” she called on her way out of the apartment.

Kara watched her leave, soon aware of her current state of undress in the doorway, so she hid in her apartment again as she got ready for work. After a brisk shower and meal, she took the subway on her way to Catco, quickly ascending the stairs with Grant’s breakfast. Finally, at her desk, Kara spotted Winn slowly making his way over.

“Early as usual, but something looks different about you?” he hinted.

“More sleep, no night cases.”

“Hm, really? That can’t be it.”

“Sleep does wonders for a Kryptonian,” she brushed away as she logged in.

“Do I have to ask Alex?”

“I wouldn’t if I were you. Remember when she threatened to break your fingers.”

“That was when she was trying to interrogate me,” he whispered.

“Trying, I mean, she succeeded pretty well. Besides, Danvers women keep secrets well.”

When the elevator next opened, Kara immediately recognized her boss’s distinct gait. She quickly grabbed the coffee and pastry and waited to greet her in her office. She followed her quickly and placed the meager meal before her.

Without making eye contact, her boss stated, “Well someone’s extra chipper today.”

“Finally got some sleep.”

“That can’t be it.” Cat put on her glasses as she assessed her assistant. “You look like you had a good night. It’s the glow.,” she explained. “What’s their name?”

“It was just a one-night stand.”

“No name?”

“Not yet.”

“Yet, sounds like it was more than a one-nighter.” She created a stack of folders and pushed them to her assistant. “Can you take these to Olsen, and tell him to save them for another month until he can get more information? At this point, they’re only images, no context.”

“Of course, ma’am. Anything else I should know before I give these to him?”

“When you get back, I need you to update my calendar for January and set up a meeting with Dani and Erin. I have all of the dates attached to an email I sent last night.”

“Okay, thank you, ma’am.”

She was able to work her nine-to-five without interruption, but her time off soon ended when her pager beeped at her with a 504, so she responded with 214 and suited up. She jetted to DEO and quickly descended to the main floor. Swiftly stepping, she found her way through the busy agents until she got to her sister. Winn was typing away while Maggie organized her file.

“You need to look him up,” Alex commanded Schott.

“I told you, no name, face, or prints, no info. It’s like looking up a ghost.”

“Winn, come on, work your magic.”

“Okay,” he began in annoyance, “it’s deduction and second, I can’t.”

“He looks like this.”

“Okay, that’s a start, but does he have a name? Is that his actual face?”

“Guys, stop. Alex, go get someone to trick him into telling you something. Winn, go through facial recognition in the DEO and CIA databases,” Kara interrupted. Winn took the laptop and carried it to the floor while Alex paged someone on her way to the holding cell. She slid beside the detective and looked down at the file. “How are you, Sawyer?”

Maggie reached back for her hand. “I was hoping for a quiet night but I’m glad I get to see you.”

She let out a quick scoff and brushed her thumb across the back of her hand. “So, what’s all of this about?”

“A lead has a list of gang members but he isn’t talking.”

“Why was I paged, then?”

“If they get the list, they’ll need you to retrieve the people.”

“Okay, but why am I here right now?”

“He keeps mentioning you, so we weren’t sure if you knew him.”

“I guess I should go check in with Alex then.”

“Yeah.”

“What are you doing?”

“Um, I’m trying to see if he’s shown up on any cameras, but no luck. There’s one that has the front door of a possible money laundering scheme. Alex had me look into it and it’s this whole IRS loophole thing, but the main point is that I don’t know how he’s connected.”

Alex approached her sister, “Hey, he’s asking for you.”

“Good luck, Mags.” As they proceeded through the building, Kara asked, “What do we know about him?”

“He doesn’t talk much, but he’s not from Earth.”

Alex closed the door behind them as they interrogated the young alien. He studied them both from his position cuffed to a table. After a minute, he scoffed and leaned back in his chair.

“She is happy, no?” he asked in a thick accent.

“No, because I have to be here looking at your smug ass face,” Kara snapped.

“Non, non. Vous vous sentez bonheur. C’est quelque chose… quelq’un différent,” he finished with a low hiss. “Il y a une nouvelle personne, qui?”

“I don’t speak French.”

“Ils sont spécial, yes? Who is it, her?” he directed at Alex. “That boy at the computers? No, c’est le flic. The girl who is a cop.” Kara held herself still during his soliloquy. “Lequel, hmm… ah, la personne dernière. Votre cœur, c’est plus rapide, vous avez peur. Vous devez l’avoir.”

Alex briskly pulled her sister out of the room. “Kara,” she tried. “Kara,” she tried again a little more urgently. “Snap out of it. You need to get him out of your head.”

“Sorry, what is he?”

“White martian, I should have told you. Just wait here,” she apologized on her way back in.

Kara waited for her to return, surprised when only five minutes passed and she emerged triumphant.

“Let’s update the others.”

“Okay. Hey, I’m-”

“Don’t, you’re fine, just a little shook up. What’s going on? You can tell me.”

“...I love her,” she began.

“Who, Sawyer? Does she know?”

“I don’t know. I mean, we’ve been together, but we aren’t together.”

“Oh, okay, well that’s great. Sorry, I’m trying not to process you getting laid in general, but I am happy for you. Anyway, we need a plan, so down the hallway we go.”

“Hey, wait. Thanks, Alex,” Kara said as she pulled her in for a tight embrace. “So, what’d he tell you? Why’d he wait until he saw me.”

Alex stopped in her steps, “I think he wanted to know what you loved most.”

“She’s not who I love the most.”

“Be real, Kara.”

“She’s new, so she’s the freshest in my mind.”

“Well, we’ll keep an eye on Detective Sawyer, but until then, we got some good names.” Alex pulled the interrogation footage while Kara called everyone to the bridge. “Hopefully we can figure out how they’re bringing E.T.s here so discreetly.”

“You don’t really think he can communicate with anyone about Mags, right?”

“Not for another twenty-three hours. What do we tell her?”

“I’m going to distract the boys with the update, you take a moment to talk to her.”

“Okay, give me strength.”

“Sending you good vibes,” she stated as they approached the group.

“Hey, Sawyer, can I speak with you?” Kara discreetly requested.

Maggie backed away from Henshaw and Winn but was soon led to an area with less traffic. “What’s up?”

“The guy in there, he knows um… that I care about you and that’s dangerous for both of us. I freakin’ I knew I should have kept my distance from you.”

“Woah, what the hell are you talking about?”

“I don’t want you to live like Lois. She gets kidnapped so often that no matter what kind of precautions we take, bad stuff happens because people know that Superman cares about her. I don’t want that for you.”

“Can you just rewind a little? How does he know and why does that matter? He’s just going to be sent back to Mars.”

“We don’t know how he got here nor his connections, so we just need to be vigilant about our surroundings, especially with unfamiliar aliens.”

“I can’t exactly do that Kara. I’m the only one helping at Al’s,” she finished in a whisper. “Thank you for caring, you know, thanks for the tips, but can we just get back to the case?”

“Yeah, of course. I’m sorry, I- I’m sorry for putting you in danger.”

“That’s a little- it’s okay,” she politely dismissed as they rejoined the group.

Alex immediately began, “Here’s the list. Five of them already have open cases. We’ll go through and see how many are legal.”

Maggie looked over the list as well, “What about the others? Who are they?”

“Not sure, there isn’t a lot of information, mostly documents dating back a few years.”

Kara glanced over at the detective.

“What?” Alex read them. “Do you know these people?”

“No,” Maggie assured her. “I don’t recognize them.

“Supergirl?”

“No, I haven’t seen them before. I-I don’t remember them at the last bust.”

“Okay, we’ll assign agents to watch them before we do the tests, be sure they’re the correct targets.”

“What about the Martian?”

“We’re putting together the paperwork to deport him.”

“Am I good to leave?” Maggie asked as she looked at her watch. “I have a ton of paperwork at my real job.”

“Yes, in fact, you can all leave, we’ll handle it from here and give you updates.”

“Oh hey, next time you send over a suit, can you make it less obvious, people at work think I’m a fed.”

“We’ll figure something out,” Hank reassured her.

The three unofficial agents filed into the elevator in awkward silence. Kara stood in front as she game-planned how to prepare for Maggie’s imminent danger. The elevator doors opened to two parked cars. Silently, the two humans went to their cars while Supergirl watched on. She blasted through the garage to Catco to get get back to work. Once she landed on the roof, she pulled out her pager until Winn came up to let her in.

To Maggie, she typed in the codes for, “Your place this evening?” A minute passed before Maggie accepted her invitation.

~

As night fell, Kara patrolled from the sky until she found Sawyer’s apartment. From what she recalled her place was on the third floor so looked for her minimally decorated fire escape. She carefully landed on the shaky structure and knocked on her window. She watched Maggie jump and warily approach the window with a knife. After a pleasant wave, she was let in.

“You don’t have to scare the crap out of me. Besides, don’t you think it’s a little dangerous coming here suited up?”

“And instead people see some random woman in the sky? At a certain point, they ignore the red cape. Can I add my number to your phone?”

“Oh, yeah,” she agreed, handing over her device.

As Kara input her contact information, she stated a few ground rules. “When you text or call me, only use my Earth name. Supergirl stuff is for the pagers, they’re more reliable anyway, and tracked,” she finished as she handed back the phone. “How was your day?”

“Not bad, I do love working at DEO despite not really being all that useful.”

“You’ve always worked for DEO, now you just know they exist.” At Maggie’s confused reaction, Kara explained, “You’re a subdivision that’s really the only reason why Alex didn’t kick you off the case.”

“Fun fact, thanks.” she draped her arms over her guest’s shoulders. “Can we switch topics?”

“Oh, yeah, anything in mind?”

“Well, I have one thing, but there isn’t a lot of talking involved. Once you get this tight suit off, of course.”

Kara pulled her arms away and closed the blinds as she disrobed.

~

Danvers sat up out of her partner’s warm embrace. She could spot the green rays of the morning light creep through the uncovered cracks between the blinds and window. Maggie was still asleep shortly before her alarm was supposed to go off. Too awake to pretend to sleep, Kara went through her host’s cabinet to make coffee. As the machine went through its loud process, Maggie appeared in the doorway, a pleasant smile across her face.

“How’d you sleep?” she asked.

“Well, yourself?”

“Great, as usual.” She placed a brief peck on her cheek and began to make her meager breakfast.

“You have one of the best views of the city, even better than my place,” Kara complimented.

“Yeah, you wouldn’t believe my rate.”

She slid over a cup of coffee. “Do you have any plans tonight?”

“Nothing unless Alex calls.”

“Great, drinks after work?”

“Sounds perfect.”

“I should probably head out, right?”

“You should, but I’ll see you tonight. You can head out through the fire escape when you’re ready.”

“When I’m ready?” she teased as she placed her hands on Maggie’s waist.

Sawyer however pushed her away, “Morning breathe, Kara.”

“I don’t care.”

She playfully pushed her away by the shoulder and poured the remaining coffee into her thermos. “Have a good day.”

Kara kissed her fingers and pressed them against Sawyer’s temple. “See you around.” She ducked through the window and dramatically fell before swooping off into the low-lit sky.

She watched on as she disappeared behind a building and finished getting ready. As per usual, there wasn’t much she could do with DEO cases until she got an update from Danvers, and no new cases on her desk, so Maggie was left pouring over old files. She even got to the point where she placed her pager in eyesight so she’d be sure to see it. She sat at her desk, watching officers and detectives walk around in a frenzy as they went through their procedures. She envied how busy they were to the point she had a tab open for a standing desk.

Suddenly, everything went silent as if the entire department held its breath. Maggie looked around, everyone looked normal, just preoccupied. A few younger officers were gathered around a detective’s computer while the more senior workers listened in on their radios. Sawyer stood and watched as a task board was switched around by their head negotiator. Everything moved slowly as she led the pack that would soon descend upon the new update.

“We have a situation currently developing at the National City Bank. Big surprise,” their chief began. “We have enough reinforcements on site, but there have been no casualties so far.”

“What do you need us to do?” an officer asked.

“Nothing, I’ll let you know if we need extra hands, but we have twelve officers and a negotiator down there. That’s all.”

Maggie watched alongside her peers as the board was finished up. She began to sweat as tension rose in the room. She hated situations like this, they nearly always ended up messy whether or not the perpetrator brought down others with them. Luckily the main suspects had been identified and a profile was already being put together about them, two culprits named Ward Kennedy and Garrett Haymitch. Two hours elapsed since the crime was reported and not much progress had been made.

Maggie sat at the desk of one of her subordinates as they listened in on the radio.

“Come on Kennedy,” the negotiator could be heard saying, “How long can you keep this up?”

“As long as the bathrooms work.” A few officers snickered at his retort much to their superior's chagrin.

“What’s that?” a sniper asked over the radio.

“Is that- of course. Snipers, watch exits closely. All units on the ground back away from the scene.”

“If it’s Supergirl,” a young cadet in the office stated. “I win the pot.”

Maggie shot her a side eye and focused back on the updates. Again, to her dismay, the cadet was proven correct as the radios went crazy with various officers voicing their disdain for the extraterrestrial heroine.

“For fuck’s sake,” Maggie seethed. She went off to her office and pulled out her pager to contact Alex yet ultimately decided against it. Instead, she felt like it would be best to voice her grievances with the guilty party in person.

Like the other officers, Maggie despised it when Kara broke in without first consulting the proper emergency services. It was fine for disasters but help on simple arrests was unnecessary. If the damage was caused by her, the government would have to help pay for reconstruction, not to mention if anyone got injured in the process.

The remainder of her day was filled with mixed annoyance and excitement at Supergirl’s interception. The officers on site described the carnage, yet complimented her on leaving the criminals free of injury. She did, however, have a pretty heated argument with the negotiator, ending with a bit of undermining on her part. Maggie hid in her office, unwilling to hear all of the shit-talk about someone she cared for deeply.

Once she clocked out, Sawyer slipped through the street on her bike to Al’s and patiently waited to be joined. She bought their regular drinks as she went over how to address the issue. Without a verbal greeting, Kara slid up with a quick kiss and took the spot across from her.

“What’s wrong, you’re making a face.”

“Kara, you need to stop worming your way into police business. You’re perfect for disasters but when it comes to hostage situations, arrests, and robberies, you have to let us do our job unless we contact you.”

“Is this about the bank?”

“Yes! Sorry, yes. Now that that happened, the department has to pay thousands in damages just for the buildings. Luckily the criminals are fine or they could have used the ‘Supergirl Defense’.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s when you use harsh tactics against humans, it’s like police brutality except for those cases usually win. So, please, when it comes to this kind of stuff, just confirm with us before you go all gung ho.”

“It took you guys forever to fix the situation. Obviously, you need help if you can’t close a deal within two hours. Isn’t it just a waste of resources? Can you imagine all of the crime you could have missed if you were there for any longer?”

“Then we would have handled it or called you, but you need to wait. Look, there’s a time for a scalpel and time for a hammer. Just let us do our job and we’ll let you do yours,” Maggie bitterly concluded.

Kara let out an annoyed grunt, “Fine, next time I’ll ask.”

She left her drink unfinished and stormed out of the bar. In the dark alley, Kara haphazardly bolted into the air, but before she could get any further, she came plummeting down trapped in a disorienting net. She cursed under her breath soon aware of how much pain she was in. Kara pathetically pulled at the green glowing net until it partially fell off of her. She crumpled to the ground at a firm push between her scapula. Kara threw off her glasses as the footsteps of her assailant echoed in the narrow pathway. He stood before her, his clean shaved head reflecting the light from Al’s bar, and held out an odd firearm which sent off near silent shot to her torso.

[untoldreader]

Masterlist Of Masterlists

Welcome to my Masterlist of Masterlists

Marvel Universe

Finished● Unfinished○ Started•

>Kate Bishop

Falling For The Archer ○•

Archer's bond ○•

>Wanda Maximoff

The Witch & Her Possession ○

Scarlet Sacrifice: The Agonizing Journey ○

>Natasha Romanoff

Shadows of Love: Natasha Romanoff and Y/N'S Destiny ○

Yelena Belova

A Dark Love ○

Dancing in the Moonlight ○

Maria Hill

Relentless Devotion ○

Peggy Carter

The Forgotten Past ○

Carol Danvers

Cosmic Connections: Carol Danvers Finds Love ○

Bucky Barnes

A Soldier's Redemption ○

Steve Rodgers

WandaNat

Threads Of Fate: Wanda, Natasha, and Y/N●

The Miraculous Trio: A Journey of Love, Power, and Parenthood

Bishova

Beneath the Veil: Love and Loyalty in the Underworld

Torn Souls: The Path To Redemption

Blackhill

Eternal Flame: A Maria Hill, Natasha Romanoff, and Y/N Love Saga

Temporal Veil: Unmasking Hydra's Schemes

WinterWidow

A Spy's Love Triangle

Innocence Lost In The Dark

Agents Of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Daisy Johnson

Jemma Simmons

Melinda May

Bobbi Morse

DC Universe

Supergirl

Kara Danvers

Lena Luther

Alex Danvers

Maggie sawyer

Lucy Lane

Arrow

Sara Lance

Thea Queen

Laurel Lance

Felicity Smoak

Nyssa AL Ghul

The Flash

Iris West

Caitlin Snow

Wonder Woman

Diana Prince

Titans

Rachel Roth

Dawn

Donna Troy

Other

Harley Quinn

Ava Sharp

Vampires Diaries Universe

The Originals

Rebekah Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

Davina Claire

Freya Mikaelson

The Vampire Diaries

Elena Gilbert

Caroline Forbes

Bonnie Bennett

Katherine Pierce

Legacies

Hope Mikaelson

Josie Saltzman

Lizzie Saltzman

Penelope Park

Jade

Crime Shows

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss

Scream Universe

Tara Carpenter

Sam Carpenter

Masked Obsession: Ghostface Sam Carpenter x Y/N Love Story

Amber Freeman

Kirby Reed

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Wednesday Addams

Wenclair

Stranger Things

Joyce

Nancy

Eleven

Robin

Max

Steve

Eddie

Teen Wolf

Allison Argent

Lydia Martin

Malia Tate

Fear The Walking Dead

Alicia

The Walking Dead

Maggie Greene

Carol Peletier

Tara Chamblers

The lOO

Octavia Blake

Clarke Griffin

Lexa

Raven Reyes

Wynonna Earp

Waverly Earp

Wynonna Earp

Nicole Haught