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Kara leaned in
Three years since the phenomenon that was âKara leaned inâ and we still have no explanation for it
You had to be there. It was trending on Twitter.
#lena luthor#kara danvers#supergirl#cw supergirl#supercorp#kara x lena#lesbianism#and the look alex gave her?#this was so insane#and further proof as to why people thought theyâd get together
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19. Bake
Leaning against the doorframe, Lena watched as Kara furrowed her brows in concentration so intense that it seemed her project might burst into flames. Literally. She was was craned over a cookbook on the counter and mumbling to herself about pearl-sized beads of butter and exactly what size a pearl is.
She never admitted it, but Kara sometimes she struggled with metaphors like that, little things that a human would know that eluded one of the last survivors of a doomed planet. The others, even Alex, thought it was cute or funny but they didnât seem to notice the pain in Karaâs eyes or how lost she looked when she missed something others all knew.
Lena stalked up behind her and leaned over the counter beside her.
âHey,â said Lena.
âHi,â said Kara.
âWhat are you up to?â
âIâm making a pumpkin pie for tomorrow, but the dough doesnât look right.â
Lena looked over Karaâs work and frowned. What she had was most definitely not pie dough. She then glanced at the fridge and saw the list of things Kara was trying to make.
âHmm,â said Lena.
She opened the fridge and freezer and looked over Karaâs pantry and sighed.
This would not do at all.
âWeâre taking a break,â said Lena.
âWe?â
âYes, we.â
In a few minutes she had an Instacart list cobbled together and had placed the order. Kara pouted when her attempted dough went in the bin, but Lena stood firm.
âLet me help you.â
Kara signed. âI want to do it myself.â
Lenaâs heart felt like it was climbing up her throat. Kara was so effortlessly pretty that it was, frankly, unfair. Her glasses were off and her hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and Lena was obsessed. She had on a baggy t-shirt that softened her lithe, muscular frame and hung a little off one shoulder. She looked so soft despite the cords of steel hard muscle that flexed beneath her silky skin.
It made Lena a little panicky. Sometimes sheâd think to herself that seeing Kara every time was just like seeing her for the first time, which was exactly like the first time she looked at another girl *like that* as if some pathway had just opened in her brain.
After the grocery order arrived and Lena bumped the driverâs tip to four figures for coming on the day before Thanksgiving, Lena set to work.
âIâve never seen you cook,â said Kara.
âIn the only one in the family who can,â said Lena, as she scrubbed a potato. âLillian thought doing menial tasks was beneath our dignity, and forbade it. Of course I snuck out to spend time with the staff.â
Kara looked at her softly.
âLetâs get that pie in the works while these boil,â she said, slipping the potatoes into the pot.
Kara ended up helping more than anything, as Lena worked her way through the list.
âThis way weâll just have to make the turkey tomorrow,â she explained. âThe rest will all be done and weâll have some time to relax before everyone arrives. Is your mother coming?â
âSheâs staying with Alex this year,â said Kara.
She was looking at Lena as she spoke, her voice a little distant. A shiver passed down Lenaâs spine and she felt her cheeks pink a little, as she glanced away and turned back to grating frozen butter for the pie crust.
Kara sidled closer, seemingly reading the cookbook, but every time Lena looked over, Kara met her gaze and quickly turned away.
âHere you go, darling. Fold it like a letter, turn, fold it like a letter, turn. Do that three times, then back in the fridge for half an hour and we do it again.â
Lena was, in all honesty, doing the real work and giving Kara the simple tasks, like peeling the potatoes (which was easy, because she could not only do so without burning herself, but could also just reach into the boiling water to grab.)
Kara neatly folded the pie crust while Lena mashed the potatoes and pushed them through Karaâs sieve for perfect, Michelin-star restaurant smoothness. Lena was a little daunted by the âgreen bean casseroleâ, not exactly standard Luthor thanksgiving fare, but it was easier as she was watched Kara follow her instructions to knead dough for dinner rolls.
They worked in companionable silence, Lena doing one task while Kara did another, and slowly they built up an array of side dishes and a wonderful smelling pumpkin pie that Lena had to practically tear Kara away from. She almost wished sheâd made a spare pie for Kara to eat right now.
âIâm huuuuuungryâ she pleaded.
Looking over Karaâs now-full fridge, full of delicious Thanksgiving fare ready to be warmed in the oven, she pulled out her phone.
âWeâll get take-away delivered.â
Knowing what she was dealing with, Lena ordered enough Chinese for a small army and ended up picking at spicy beef and broccoli while Kara sat next to her, devouring her own body weight from five different containers.
âHere,â she said, offering Lena a fortune cookie.
Smirking, Lena popped it open and unfurled the little message.
âWhatâs it say?â
A great opportunity lies before you.
Lena laughed. âNothing. Now we have to clean up, you know.â
âI can do that, you just relax.â
Lena sank back into the couch -she was tired- while Kara rolled up her sleeves and did the dishes, moving a little too fast for a human, at least until Lena looked over to watch her, studying the flexing muscles in her forearms as she worked. There was something playing on the tv, but it was vastly less interesting.
Kara smelled pleasantly of soap when she plopped on the couch, rocking Lena towards her. She sank back and sighed, letting her head loll over so she could look at Lena.
âThank you for doing all that work. Iâd have been hopeless without you.â
âIt was my pleasure,â Lena said, softly.
It was getting late, the sun having long set; theyâd toiled in the kitchen past nine oâclock.
It was time for Lena to go home.
Kara looked pensive, pretty eyes downcast.
âYouâre coming back tomorrow, right?â
It was an absurd question, profoundly silly, even. Lena had been to every Danvers family get together for the better part of three years now (there was that one missed year, gaping like a void in her chest, but that was over now, they were better, she wouldnât spend another Thanksgiving drunk on her sofa and sobbing ever again)
Lena wished sheâd opened one of the wine bottles. She needed a little help with her courage. Her voice cracked a little when she managed to say, âItâs getting late. I could just stay.â
Her heart was pounding.
Karaâs hand slid along the back of the couch and she crooked one of Lenaâs curls around her finger, playing idly with it. They sat close, turned into each other, almost touching.
âYou can have the bed,â said Kara. âIâll sleep on the couch.â
Lena felt her throat go dry, and squeezed her hands together to keep them from shaking. She was as nervous as a schoolgirl, and it was weirdly delightful. Kara was watching her cocky confidence and a crooked smile.
âI wouldnât want to put you out,â said Lena. âI trust you to keep your hands to yourself if we share the bed.â
âWhat will you sleep in?â
âWonât you let me borrow something?â
Kara made a little gesture with her head. Lena nodded and headed behind the partition that made up Karaâs âbedroom wallâ and turned to the clothes rack that served as her closet. Hand trembling, she swept each item aside, stopping when she found an old hoodie.
It was threadbare and the drawstrings were missing and it was much too large for her, but it was perfect, a maroon Midvale High sweatshirt. Lena carefully laid it out on the bed and in a single nervous, trembling motion, pulled her top over her head and set it aside.
It was chilly in the apartment, and her skin pricked with goose pimples as soon as the air hit it. She licked her lips nervously and popped the clasps on her bra before discarding it and dumping the sweatshirt on over her bare skin. The hem hung well below her waist.
Feeling her pulse in her throat, she pushed her leggings down and stepped out of them, then padded back out on bare feet, toes curling from the cold floor.
âYou coming?â
Karaâs eyes went comically wide when she saw her, gaze instantly drawn to her pale legs.
âYep.â
Lena retreated to the bedroom⌠then realized that Kara hadnât changed. Lena was standing there awkwardly when Kara strolled around the partition and, in a slightly too hurried motion, pulled her own top off.
She was facing away, her back flexing magnificently as she stretched, now clad only in a soft black sports bra. Lena knew she was staring as Kara pushed her jeans down, revealing a pair of flannel boxer shorts beneath. She turned and looked at Lena.
Oh holy fuck, Lena thought.
âI usually just sleep like this,â Kara said, her voice quivering a little. âIs that okay?â
Lena nodded.
She climbed into the bed, sort of precariously parking on the edge. Kara lifted the covers and slid under, her weight on the mattress making it curve towards her, as though Lena were drawn, by gravity, to her embrace.
She let it take her. She ended up right next to Kara, and the lay turned on their sides towards each other.
Lena wanted to scream. This was a terrible idea.
âHi,â Kara whispered.
âHi, yourself,â said Lena.
God, she was right there, those muscles, the silky golden-tanned skin of her long legs (how did she have a tan in November?!), the supernaturally perfect blonde curls, and those big, pretty blue eyes just drinking her in.
Lena snuggled up under the blankets, shifting closer.
âSo weâre sleeping in the same bed,â said Kara.
âYes, I see we are. Though neither of us appears to be sleeping.â
âTrue,â said Kara, âthough one might say that weâre about to sleep together.â
âOne might,â Lena agreed.
âEnglish is such a funny language. Someone might be confused if I went around saying I sleep with Lena Luthor.â
âSome might be jealous,â said Lena, arching a brow.
âWell of course. They donât know what a little snuggle bunny you are.â
Lena grinned foolishly, trying to hide it behind the baggy sleeve of Karaâs sweatshirt.
âYouâre wearing my clothes, too. Someone might say weâre going steady.â
âArenât we? Neither of us had been on a date with anyone in years.â
Lena wanted to feel bold, she really did, but she was so nervous she could barely breathe.
âAre you okay, baby?â Kara whispered. âYour heart is going really fast.â
Lena nodded. âIâm okay, just, um.â
She felt so silly. Here she was, bold, sassy, uber-confident battle bisexual Lena Luthor utterly tongue tied and helpless and in bed with her best friend.
Kara shifted closer, then closer still. Lena thought she might literally depart from her body when Karaâs legs tangled gently with hers. She stared in astonishment when Kara gently rolled her on her back⌠by climbing on top of her, slipping an arm around her back while the other hand brushed loose locks from her eyes and swept around to cradle the back of her head.
âAre we really doing this?â Lena choked out. âWhat are we doing?â
Karaâs face filled her vision, inches from kissing her. Hot breath ticked her lips.
âI think the real question is why did we wait so long?â
âIf you donât kiss me, Iâm going to die.â
Kara did, dipping down slowly to brush her lips lightly over Lenaâs in the most teasing, potent first kiss sheâd ever had, a kiss to make her forget all her other firsts. Then Kara kissed her harder and Lena could feel the need in her, hunger and passion pent up for years.
She responded with her own, pressing her hips up to meet Kara.
âYou took my favorite hoodie.â
âI did.â
âBe a good girl, and give it back.â
Lena, it turned out, was a very good girl.
When she woke up the next⌠noonish, she was still feeling the afterglow. Kara was passed out and snoring next to her, arm casually thrown over Lenaâs belly. She slipped out from under it and stretched in the sunlight before pulling the hoodie back on. Sheâd have to find something more proper to wear, after a shower and some breakfast. She didnât want to spoil her dinner, but she was hungry. Kara had been⌠exhausting, honestly.
She wanted to do a little dance, right until she walked out into the main area of the loft, bare-assed and hoodie-clad, and found herself face to face with Alex and Eliza Danvers.
âWhat are you doing here?â Lena and Alex both yelped at the same time.
Eliza was beet red, but said, âAh, hello, Lena. You came early?â
(And often)
âI, um, that is, I, weâŚâ
Eliza was bemused now, giving her a motherly smile.
âWhy donât you go change and wake Kara up?â
Alex continued to stare at Lena, the wheels almost audibly spinning in her head.
âOkaygoodidea,â Lena chirped out, awkwardly tugging her sole garment down as she darted back into the bedroom.
A few minutes later, Lena was in the shower while Kara very loudly explained the merits of texting first or just knocking on the door like a normal person, while Alex snapped back that it was technically still her apartment.
When she finally emerged in Karaâs flannel and Karaâs jeans, Alex and Kara were still bickering while Eliza was simply staring at the contents of the fridge. Lena walked over awkwardly (for multiple reasons) and rubbed at her arms.
âI helped Kara get all the other dishes ready. We only have to worry about the turkey.â
Eliza looked up and smirked at her.
âMay I just say⌠itâs about time, sweetheart.â
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Supercorp media post #2 ft Alex and Nia!
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Lena would tear the world asunder just to save Kara
#supercorp#kara danvers#kara x lena#lena luthor#kara zor el#supergirl#supergirl cw#supergirl edit#cw supergirl#melissa benoist#katie mcgrath#lena x kara#otp#one true pairing#one true love#lgbtqiia+#I SHIP THEM#i ship it#i ship these two so much#i ship these two so hard#i shipped them so hard#supercorp edit#supercorp endgame#karlena#karlena edit#alex danvers#chyler leigh
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i hate it here so i will go to secret gardens in my mind (fictional women)
#natasha romanoff#wanda maximoff#narcissa malfoy#marisa coulter#emily prentiss#cam bentland#jennifer jareau#miss peregrine#carol danvers#rita calhoun#alex cabot#dana scully#rhaenyra targaryen#alicent hightower#shiv roy#regina mills blurb#emma swan#bette porter#amanda rollins#lena luthor#polly gray#alex danvers#kara danvers#king valkyrie x reader#alcina dimitrescu#miranda priestly#melina vostokoff#heather dunbar#wanda maximoff x reader#natasha romanoff x reader
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Imagine being Alex Danvers aka the Gay sister who had an emotional coming out. You were engaged. You broke up. You had a drunken rebound.
Then, your alien sister who basically coasts through life just dates the CEO of her company who happens to be the sister of her cousinâs greatest enemy.
Worse still: You have to watch them pine for each other.
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#supercorp endgame#supercorpedit#supergirl#kara danvers#kara x lena#kara zor el#alex danvers#lena luthor#lgbtq#lgbtq community
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Lena: So... James and I are dating Alex: I'm so happy for you Lena, James is great! Kara: Yeah, really, really great guy. And not violent at all. Lena: What? Kara: I said he's not violent. And he's handsome. Lena: Yeah but... did he used to be violent? Kara: No, that's the great thing about him, he's never been violent. Alex: What are you talking about Kara, James isn't violent! Kara: No, that's what I said. Lena: Kara, if you told me you were going out with someone and I said 'oh great, they never set fire to things!' what would you think? Kara: I'd be pleased. Kara: Well... I suppose might wonder why you hadn't said whether or not they were violent. Lena: ... Right, fine. Well, I think I'm going to go for a walk. Clear my head... [Lena leaves] Alex: Wouldn't it just be easier to just ask her out? Kara: Yeah, no, I tried that once but I didn't get any further than 'hi' before I got all tongue tied and had to go and lie down for like an hour to recover. So I've decided what I'm going to do instead is just subtly put her off every other dating option in the world.
#supercorp#kara danvers#lena luthor#supergirl#kara x lena#alex danvers#incorrect supercorp quotes#supercorp crack
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Cheating Death Part 2
Part 1 here.
Only seconds after Lena vanished in the portal, the Kryptonite cage melted into the floor. A yellow light pulsed so brightly, Kara had to close her eyes. Light infused her cells and pushed the pain of the Kryptonite away.
Lena's words echoed in Kara's head. How she'd stomped and shouted, the tears on her face, the desperation in her voice. How heartbroken she'd been when she'd said, "No, no you don't get to tell me who I am anymore."
She didn't know what to do. Lena had been hurting and grieving this entire time, and what had she and her friends done? Celebrated her brother's death, ignored Lena's increasingly isolating behaviors, and pretended everything was fine.
It wasn't fine.
Yet, the yellow light. Why had that activated? Was it Lena or the Fortress?
Kara ran through the Fortress to the control panel. She dug into the log and swiftly found Lena's code. It had been programmed to create the cage if Kara asked about Myriad, but then the yellow light was also programmed to heal Kara after Lena escaped. A note was annotated on that section of the code, and Kara's breath caught in her throat.
"I wish I could stop loving you. This hurts worse than death."
Tears dampened her cheeks and she wiped them away. What would she tell Alex? How can she explain any of this?
She didn't want her friends to turn on Lena, and Alex definitely would go after Lena if she knew about the cage. It'd been temporary, and Lena had programed a healing sun-bed equivalent burst for after. That alone gave her hope that she could still reach Lena.
Because even in her heartbreak, Lena did not want Kara dead.
She grabbed the weapon she needed, the same one Lena had used to stop Leviathan from killing Kara, and re-calibrated security. Her tears froze on her cheeks by the time she finished.
Kara flew out of the Fortress and high into the stratosphere. She listened for Lena's heartbeat, but heard nothing at first. Fear clenched her heart. Either Lena hid behind lead, or something terrible had gone wrong since she'd left. She hoped it was the former.
With a heavy heart, she flew to the DEO. Alex waited on a balcony.
"Kara?" Alex said, alarmed. "What the hell happened? Where's Lena?"
Kara held out the weapon. "It works as hoped. Sustained blast will keep Rama Khan down, and then attach the power dampeners."
Alex took the weapon with a frown. "Kara, what happened to Lena? Where is she?"
Kara shook her head. She couldn't voice it. She refused to believe Lena was lost to them. There had to be a way to save her, to bring her back, to repair what Kara had fucked up.
She pressed her hands against her face and flinched when Alex tried to touch her shoulder. "I got to find her," she whispered. "I got to make things right. I got to."
"Kara, I can't help if you don't tell me." Alex's voice held kindness, but Kara knew how quickly Alex could turn to anger. When it came to Kara's safety, Alex might cross a line she'd regret. Kara had done it for Alex a few times.
But with Lena? Kara had no boundaries. Lena held her heart in a way no one else did. She'd talked herself into settling for Mon-el, but it'd never been who she needed.
She needed Lena.
"Kara?" Alex tried again. "Kara, talk to me."
"She's the one who shot Lex." The words felt unreal.
Alex's brow wrinkled. "I thought he died when he fell."
Kara shook her head. "We never found a body or even parts from his suit, remember? If he had a portal watch, he could have gone anywhere."
Alex sucked in a breath. "And Lena was waiting for him?"
Kara nodded. "She shot him to protect us. She's been grieving and hurting all this time, and what have we done? Ignored her grief! Where were we for her pain?" She paced the balcony as fury at herself and everyone around her built up in her sternum. "I hurt her! I hurt her with my lies, and I have to fix this."
"Kara," Alex hefted the weapon. "Maybe let Lena have her space. We still have to deal with--"
"Alex, you didn't hear her!" Her pacing quickened and a groove appeared in the concrete from her superspeed.
Kara should tell Alex, and yet she couldn't. She needed to save Lena from Myriad herself, but to do that, she needed to find Lena. And she still couldn't hear her heartbeat.
She let out a shout of rage, her fist colliding with the wall and shattering the concrete. "I hurt the person I love! I have to fix this. I have to bring her back."
Her rage petered into sobs, and she fell to her knees.
Her, the strongest and fastest on the planet, brought to her knees by a Luthor.
She thinks of all the times she could have told Lena, and how she'd chickened out, afraid of losing her. Afraid of living a life without Lena's presence. Now a Lena-shaped hole had been carved in her chest, and she hurt.
It felt like Kryptonite all over again.
Was this how Lena had felt the past few months? This agony?
And yet, Lena had still helped. She'd still saved Kara's life. Still built devices that helped others. Why Myriad? Why use that monstrous device? Kara couldn't make sense of it. The months of pretending to be Kara's friend.
She should be angry at Lena. Furious at the betrayal, but she felt only grief. She'd started this with her lies, with leaving Lena in the dark. Lena could have helped so much more if she'd been in on it from the start. Then this never would have happened.
Kara sat there, silent, head-bowed long enough for Alex to leave and return with a cup of herbal tea. Rooibos since most other teas were too intense thanks to Kara's supertaste. Her fingers curled around the warm cup.
"I tasked Brainy and J'onn with the weapons. We'll deal with Leviathan." Alex smiled and squeezed Kara's shoulder. "You do what you need to do, Kara. I'm with you, okay?"
Kara nodded numbly. She sipped the tea and slowly became aware of a high-pitched beeping. "Wait, that's the signal watch," she murmured. She put down the cup and listened. It came from downtown. "Lena," she whispered.
Before Alex could respond, Kara blasted into the sky and broke the sound barrier. The crack whipped across the city and shook windows. She landed on Lena's balcony at L-Corp, ripped open the door, and dashed into a dark room. The beeping came from the stairwell.
Horror twisted her gut. She supersped down the stairs, all forty-three flights, until she reached the stairs just below ground level near the door to security.
She threw open the door and the thick scent of iron assaulted her nose.
Eve lay in a pool of blood, no heartbeat. Someone dressed in black lay crumbled near Eve, again no heartbeat. Blood coated the stairs from where Lena must have crawled.
Lena, her Lena, lay motionless, one hand on the top step. For a horrifyingly long second, Kara couldn't hear a heartbeat. She dropped next to Lena and pressed her fingers against Lena's pulse point.
No, there it was.
A faint badum-badum, the most precious sound in the universe.
She could do nothing for the others, but she still had a chance to save Lena. A scan of her body revealed the bullet in her side, how it pierced a lung.
Kara gathered Lena into her arms, and ran through the security sector, hitting each door with her shoulder to wrench it open, until she finally made her way outside.
Lena's blood soaked into her suit, her head rolling in Kara's arms. She held her close and flew as fast as she dared toward the DEO. "Lena, please," she whispered, "please hold on. Don't you dare die on me. Not now. Not like this."
When her feet touched down, she heard Alex's voice shouting about a Rama Khan sighting. Agents poured into vehicles, and the team prepared to leave.
Kara ignored them. She walked through the bustle, and people parted for her.
Alex turned from where she studied Brainy's screens. Her eyes widened. "What the hell...?"
"Please. Help her." Tears clouded her vision.
"Medical now. Brainy J'onn's in charge." Alex grasped Kara's arm and maneuvered her through the mess of the control center. Technicians worked on last minute fine-tuning of weapons, and others manned screens plotting possible vectors. Activity that meant nothing to Kara, not if Lena died.
Not if she couldn't speak her last truth to Lena.
She laid Lena on the medical bed, and Alex ordered her nurses to get an IV in immediately. Kara began to pace, the blood drying on her suit. Alex cut away Lena's shirt and examined the wound.
"She needs surgery now."
"What do I do?" she asked Alex, anguished. "What do I do?"
Alex shook her head. "You can't help with this. Go help J'onn, and wear Lena's anti-kryptonite suit. I'm not sure how long I'll be in surgery."
"Can you save her?"
"I will try my best," Alex said. She refused to look at Kara, and that told her far too much.
Alex didn't think Lena would make it.
"Promise?" the words came out small, plaintive.
"Promise. Now get out of my way." Alex hooked the IV bag to the pole on one end of the bed, and rolled it toward an interior suite. Two nurses followed along with a second doctor.
Kara closed her eyes and listened to the most beautiful heartbeat in the universe -- it faintly hung on, slower and slower with each passing minute.
She couldn't stay and watch the medical team open up Lena. She couldn't.
Instead, she grabbed the anti-kryptonite suit. As it flowed over her, she almost wept again. It felt like Lena hugged her, the suit entirely her design and her nanites.
She flew outside and listened for J'onn. The fight was to the southeast by the docks.
Hadn't Leviathan been targeting Lena? She'd saved her once from them already. Maybe twice if she counted the break-in that had knocked Lena unconscious.
Now Lena was dying, and Kara didn't just want justice for Lena.
She wanted to tear apart whoever ordered that assassin.
The windows shook at the sonic boom, and the ground cratered when she landed.
Rama Khan and another Leviathan member battled J'onn and Dreamer, who had the weapon from the Fortress. Agents, with adjusted weaponry to match the power-disrupting frequency, scattered around the docks.
Kara didn't care about the risk. She didn't care about the Kryptonite weapons the assholes carried.
She crashed into Rama Khan and threw him into a dock building. The wall crumpled. "Did you hire Lena Luthor's killer?" she growled.
Rama Khan laughed and stood with hardly a mark on him and his ridiculous earth-toned suit. "Those who cross Leviathan do not live to tell the tale. Let you now join her, Supergirl." He extended his hand and the ground shook violently.
A blast from Dreamer's gun sent Rama Khan sprawling. Kara sped over and grabbed him by the throat. Her feet she stomped on his arms. "No one hurts Lena and survives," she growled. Her eyes glowed, and she let out a scream of grief and fury.
She blasted him and punched him again and again. Blood gushed from his face, but then he melted into the earth and stumbled into being a few feet away.
Only for Dreamer to blast him again. Kara pummeled him with the rage of a thousand suns. Her vision red, and the land ripped and shredded in their fight. Part of the pier demolished when Kara threw Rama Khan's accomplice into it. Another building fell when Rama blasted Kara into its walls.
Rama Khan slowed, each blast from the gun scrambled his powers long enough for Kara to rip into him until he bled from multiple places. She lost track of the others, so intent on eliminating the one who ordered Lena's hit.
"Kara!" J'onn clamped the power dampeners on the alien. "Kara, we got him."
Kara clenched Rama's neck and looked down to see the cuffs clasped to his wrists.
How much loss could a heart handle? Why did the universe seek to torture her so? Her entire planet, nearly all her friends, and now the woman she loves most -- loss melted through her crevices, filled her with a blinding fury.
She'd fought to keep everyone alive. It's why she needed to be in control, but that obsession of controlling everything, to make sure she never lost, had poisoned her. She couldn't control everything.
She couldn't even save Lena. The thought of Lena dying in surgery, of never hearing her voice again -- even Lena shouting in anger?
Her fingers crunched bone. Rama Khan tumbled from her grasp and hit the ground with a thump, motionless.
Dreamer and J'onn looked at her, but she didn't respond to their words or looks. Agents swarmed around them to secure the site, while Brainy set up the containment unit for Rama Khan and his accomplices. The ruckus roared like the sea in her ears.
She turned without a word and shot into the sky. She flew as high as she could, to where little to no oxygen existed. The fury burned in her, and she wanted to rip herself apart. She deactivated her helmet, turned off its life support systems, and let the lack of air suffocate her and her emotions.
She'd live. She'd always live, wouldn't she? While all she loved died.
She closed her eyes and let herself fall. Air whooshed around her body, screamed in her ears as she hit terminal velocity. For those brief moments, she heard nothing but the shrill wind, the rest of the Earth drowned out in her fall. A moment of release from the endless soundscape.
Halfway to the ground, she righted herself and flew to the edge of Earth's atmosphere. Again she let herself fall. For a third time, she soared high and fell.
Each time she let herself get closer and closer to hitting the ocean. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't outpace her fury at her own actions. At her failure.
This time she hit the water. She sunk into its depths.
Sea life swam around her, the distant calls of whales rippled through the water. What should delight her brought her sorrow.
No, she couldn't die. Her wretched powers, her curse, kept her alive. Kept her isolated from those she loved. Her careful, practiced control meant even in moments of extreme emotion, she still had to make sure not to hug too tightly. And kissing? How many noses had she broken?
All she wanted was Lena. Even if she could never be with Lena, she needed Lena to be alive. To be healthy and happy. Kara could live with just being on the sidelines, right? As long as Lena was alive.
She burst out of the ocean in a shower of sea water. She hung in the air and watched the waves below her. Her ears tuned to her favorite heartbeat, and there it was, faint, far too faint, but still pulsing.
A slither of hope wove into Kara's wretched spirit. She flew back to the DEO, the wind drying the moisture from the sea.
When she landed, Nia met her at the balcony's doors. "Kara," she breathed out as if she'd been running. "Been looking everywhere."
Kara crossed her arms over her chest. "What do you want?"
"It's Lena. Alex said to let you know the surgery is ongoing and Lena's handling it like a pro." Nia met her gaze, but worry painted across her face. "Don't lose hope yet. She may still live."
Kara said nothing. She heard the rebuke in Nia's words, but she didn't regret her actions. For Lena, there was no boundaries. She'd destroy a thousand Rama Khans if it meant saving Lena.
She followed Nia down the hall, through two intersections, and into the medical bay. Most of the beds were occupied by injured agents from the Leviathan battle. It was the surgery room that occupied all of Kara's attention.
Lena's heart beat still in those glass walls.
Kara walked up to them and pressed a hand against the cool glass. Lena looked so pale. So fragile.
The tears returned. Her chest constricted with a Lena-shaped hole that ached with each beat of her heart.
She didn't move from that spot for the rest of the surgery. Kara held vigil in silence, unmoving. She'd given Lena revenge on those who tried to kill her, and now Kara waited.
Waited for hope to dawn once more.
/end part 2
#supercorp#kara danvers#supergirl#kara zor el#kara x lena#cw supergirl#Lena Luthor#Alex Danvers#That one episode where Kara falls from super high in the sky haunts me and why it appeared in this fic#Yeah I rewrote end of Leviathan storyline because they make no sense as villains anyway and I wanted to get them out of the way#so I could explore how Kara seeing Lena barely alive and covered in blood is the straw that broke the camel's back#Kara's life is marked by loss and Lena's loss tips her close to a dark edge just like Alex's loss likely would do as well#So as Lena barely holds on to life#Kara barely holds on to hope and light#Again I don't know why I wrote this super angsty fic#And I guess there will be a third part now#In a way I suppose both parts is a character study
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Happy three years to âKara leaned inâ!
âItâs only because youâre on the team that Iâm here,â she murmured in Lenaâs ear, holding the other woman in her arms as close as she could without hurting her. It was the truth, but somehow it just didnât feel like enough. And how could it, when there were so many more truths hammering away at the walls of her heart, begging to be let free? Kara wasnât sure if there were enough words to say what she longed to. To tell her best friend how during their time apart, she constantly felt like a piece of her was missing, and how having Lena back in her life had made her feel whole again. And how could she explain to her, to everyone, that when she was trapped in the phantom zone, she thought her worst nightmares would be of losing Alex or Eliza - but instead the nightmare the phantoms chose to taunt her with, night after cold, dark, sleepless night, was of losing Lena. How she lost Lena a hundred times, in a hundred different ways, and every single time, she woke up screaming and choking on her own tears. When she finally stumbled through the door onto the ship and into Alexâs waiting arms, there was a large part of her that wished it had been Lena who caught her. And maybe that should make her feel guilty, with how close Kara and her sister have always been - but then again, Lena has always been the exception to the rule.Â
The truth is, as much as Supergirl needs the sun, the teary-eyed woman standing in front of her is no less important. Like the weary traveler needs the moon, Lena is the soft light that guides Kara in her darkest nights. And like the moon, she has the same type of gravity about her - from the moment they met, it has always drawn Kara in, constant like the pull of the ocean tides. Maybe that very gravity is why, when Lena finally steps back from their embrace, Kara canât help the way her body follows. Maybe itâs because after spending every night in that awful place having to face the reality of life without Lena, Kara is pretty sure she would follow her anywhere. Or maybe, itâs because she realizes she might never find the right words to say, and so for once, she chooses not to second guess herself and to simply let her heart take the lead.
She can feel herself lean in almost subconsciously, but then she takes a small step forward to close the gap between herself and the brunette, and thereâs a moment where Lenaâs eyes widen in surprise as she registers what Kara is about to do. But then her hands are softly cupping the superheroâs face and pulling her in, and just as Karaâs own trembling hands find Lenaâs waist, their lips meet in a tender kiss. Itâs everything Kara had ever imagined it would be, and yet itâs nothing at all like she imagined it, because itâs so, so much more. She doesnât register the look of shock on Alexâs face as her hands slide up Lenaâs back, as she tugs her closer and deepens the kiss, nor does she hear Jâonn awkwardly clearing his throat as he politely suggests the team leave the room to give the two women some privacy. All that exists in this moment is the feeling of Lenaâs heart pounding against her own, of the softness of Lenaâs mouth against hers, and the feel of Lenaâs hands tangling in her hair. She vaguely hears the receding sound of Niaâs laughter as she crows triumphantly about someone owing her fifty dollars, but none of that matters. Because right now, with Lena in her arms and their lips pressed together, Kara knows she is finally home.
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edit - decided to put it on AO3 too
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Kara: | have feelings for you.
Lena: Why? What's wrong with you? Are you sure you're okay? Do I need to call Alex? You know what Iâm calling Alex
Jess in the background already messaging Sam and Alex: oh my fucking god she is so dumb Alex come get kara Sam come talk some sense into this woman
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The heat was getting to be a problem.
The power had been out in National City for three days, and those three days were expected to be among the hottest of the year. Lena was, frankly, desperate.
You might think that sheâd have it easy, but anyone who would think that a penthouse in a skyscraper would be easy to cool would quickly be disabused of that notion. The windows mostly didnât open and having the balcony doors spread wide did next to nothing when the breeze felt like opening an oven, even up here.
It had been Alexâs suggestion, sent by text.
Why donât you go to Karaâs? The loft is pretty breezy.
She was right, of course. When Lena arrived, Kara had every one of her huge loft windows open, allowing the breeze to flow freely through the open, airy space.
There was another problem, though.
When Kara opened the door, Lena nearly keeled over. Kara was wearing a sports bra and shorts so short they barely deserved the name, exposing a vast amount of golden, sun-kissed skin. Worse, her gloriously muscled stomach and shoulders glistened with sweat.
Lena was surprised to see that the heat bothered her, but it clearly did. Kara had forgone her glasses, too, and after she opened the door, she swept the back of her hand across her forehead and sighed.
âHi,â Lena squeaked.
âHi yourself. Hot out there?â
âItâs hot in here.â
âCome in, come in,â said Kara.
Lena stepped inside, forcing herself not to stare at Karaâs thick thighs and the swell of her chest under straining fabric. Was that zipper some advanced Kryptonian technology?
âWant something to drink?â
âIsnât your fridge dead, too?â
âYeah, but I cheat. Watch.â
Kara slipped a bottle of water out of a pack on her counter and breathed on it. Ice crystals formed on the surface and the water visibly chilled. It shocked Lena when she accepted it and the cold water on her lips was bliss. Lena let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of cold spreading through her chest, cooling her body.
When she opened her eyes, Kara was the one staring. Lena had thrown on a short, a-frame sun dress that bared her back, for no other reason than making sure that her skin could have as much surface exposed to the air to evaporate and cool her down as possible.
âSo what are you up to?â Lena asked.
Kara gestured to the notebook and stacks of papers on the table.
âOld-fashioned journalism, I guess. My laptop battery died yesterday.â
âI thought youâd be out there trying to fix the power.â
Kara shrugged. âWith what, my super-electrician powers?â
Lena shot her a look, raising her brow.
Kara turned away, heading for the windows.
Oh, Jesus, Lena thought.
It wasnât as if Lena hadnât⌠noticed Karaâs physique. She wasnât blind, after all. Theyâd taken spin class together, and Kara liked to wear leggings on the weekends.
But holy shit, those shorts made her ass look⌠Super.
Lena was still fumbling over a buns of steel pun in her head when Kara turned back.
âHey, you okay? Your heart raced for a second there.â
âF-fine,â said Lena.
âAlex and the others are coming over tonight for an emergency game night,â said Kara. âI better get ready.â
For the next couple of hours, Lena helped Kara neaten up her apartment and prepare non-perishable snacks and a cooler full of beer and wine coolers, chilled care of Kara. Alex and Kelly were the first to show up, with Alex giving Lena a cheeky look as she walked into the apartment.
âHey, you two,â she said. âBeen having a hot time?â
There was something brittle in Karaâs laugh that set Lena a little on edge, and the Danvers sisters shared one of those looks they shared that made Lena wonder if they could communicate telepathically. Whatever the message was, it made Kara look away first, distracting with an offered beer that Alex gladly accepted.
Lena took a wine cooler, wishing it were wine.
Nia and Brainy showed up next, followed by Jâonn, who was the only one fully dressed in a button-down shirt and khakis, while everyone else was dressed for the beach or a track meet.
Lena sat on the floor, because the hardwood was cool under her butt, and leaned back against Karaâs couch. Kara sat beside her and Lenaâs heart definitely sped up.
Looking over, it was hard to tear her eyes away. Kara made a magnificent display- the blocky weight of her shoulders, full biceps and strong arms and bulky, sculpted forearms. Lenaâs eyes followed the vein on the back of Karaâs arm down the back of her strong hand and the elegant lengths of her fingers.
Kara kept her nails neatly trimmed like that because of Supergirl duties, right?
Right?
âHey Luthor? You having a heat stroke?â said Alex. âYou look spaced out over there.â
Alex had a playful grin plastered on her face, though she too was sweating profusely. A cooler breeze rolled in through the big windows and everyone sighed in delight.
Except Jâonn. âWhat shall we play first?â she said.
âClue!â Nia chirped.
âBrainy always kicks our ass at Clue,â said Alex, âand I am not playing Monopoly with a literal billionaire again.â
âPerhaps we should play Risk,â said Jâonn, rifling through the game shelf.
âWe could try Twisted,â Kara suggested in a deadpan voice.
Lena swallowed hard, thinking of herself tangled up on the mat with Kara, clothes glued to their skin by sweat, salty skin sliding against salty skin, the scent of herâŚ
âEarth to Lena,â said Alex. âGot any ideas?â
âExploding Kittens,â said Lena. âWe havenât done that one in a while.â
âKara, chill us some cold ones, will you?â said Nia.
Once everyone had a rapidly warming drink, Brainy dealt the cards and the game began. Alex called Kara out for peeking several times, with that loaded Danvers Sisters Look and an almost predatory smirk.
She wasnât the only one peeking.
Lena participate in the game but her mind was elsewhere, specifically the valley of Karaâs broad back, where sweat gathered between her muscles and rain down in heavy beads, or the sweat gathering along her collarbone or sparking along the lush inner curves of her tightly contained breasts.
âHey,â said Kara. âItâs your turn, Lena.â
Then she reached over and brushed damp lock of inky hair out of Lenaâs eyes.
She could have melted. She swallowed hard, brushed the sweat from her brow, and made a hasty and wasteful play that would probably cost her any chance of winning, but she didnât care. The game seemed at most a distant concern.
Karaâs tongue glazing along her soft pink lips was much more interesting. Theyâd pretty much all given up on makeup but Kara was still positively radiant, soft and inviting and homey in a way that made Lena ache in her chest.
And, uh, other places.
It was full dark now, so they finished the game and Kara and Alex got up to light a few candles.
âThis is like camping,â said Nia.
âWe should have thought to procure âmarshmallowsâ, said Brainy. âKara could toast them with her heat vision.â
âWe hardly need more heat. Iâm boiling,â said Lena.
Jâonn let out a soft grunt. âItâs my turn to go on patrol. I think Iâll be the first to head out.
Everyone gave their goodbyes as he headed out the window. The others huddled closer around the table, lit by the candle sitting in the middle.
âWe should tell scary stories,â said Alex. âLike around a campfire.â
âSince it was your idea, you go first,â said Kelly.
Alex leaned into it with abandon, leaning in over the table as she started spinning a campfire yarn that Lena quickly recognized as The Hook.
Kara edged closer, until her bare thigh pressed against Lena. She leaned in close, and it wouldnât have taken much for Lena to⌠rest her head on Karaâs shoulder. It just kind of happened, Karaâs scent filling her nostrils as she turned into Kara.
Lena flinched as Kara shot her a concerned look.
She can hear my heartbeat.
Kara must have thought Lena was scared, because she casually slipped an arm around her.
Lenaâs breath caught. Karaâs powerful arm rested lazily around her hip and her relaxed hand rested on Lenaâs thigh, fingers placed lightly on bare skin.
It was a powerfully possessive gesture, not just protective but⌠more. Lena shifted a little and let herself completely fall against Kara.
Alex kept on telling the story, her gaze pausing heavily on the two of them as she scanned the room. Brainy looked bored but Nia looked genuinely petrified and Kelly was looking at her wife with the kind of adoring reference that was currently plastered on Lenaâs face as she looked up at Kara.
Alex reached the crescendo of the story and Lena let out a little gasp, turning her face into Karaâs neck, more for the sake of it than out of fear. Karaâs hand stroked lazily up and down her back.
âDonât worry, I wonât let anyone get you,â Kara whispered.
âYou two okay over there?â said Alex.
âFine,â said Kara.
âThere are two actual couples here and you two are the ones doing the heavy petting.â
They werenât heavy petting. Okay sure, Lena had her fingers curled around Karaâs hip and Karaâs hand was staring to pass the platonic zone when stroking her back butâŚ
Oh.
âItâs getting late,â said Kelly. âMaybe we should head home.â
âAgreed,â said Nia. âCome on, Brainy.â
Lena and Kara didnât get up.
The others did, piling out of the apartment. Alex went last, shooting Kara another of those damned looks, smiling like a self-satisfied cat after a big stretch.
The door closed and Kara yawned.
âMind if I stay?â Lena said, quickly. âMy place is just too hot to sleep.â
âOf course,â Kara said softly.
Lena didnât move. They were alone now, the apartment dark except for candles that threw flickering shadows and made Kara even more ethereal. Lena could barely believe someone so gorgeous could be real.
âLena,â Kara said quietly. âHave you ever thought aboutâŚâ she trailed off.
âAbout what?â
âUs. What we are to each other.â
âYes,â said Lena.
âMe too.â
âWhat are you thinking?â Lena asked.
âYouâre my best friend. You mean more to me than basically anyone else, and the thought of you has kept me going through some really dark times.â
When Kara smiled for her, her eyes lit up, sparkling in the candlelight, like moonlight dancing on nighttime waves. She was entrancing.
âIâŚâ Lena began. âI donât think Iâve ever seen you as just a friend. Thereâs more on the table if you want it.â
âMore like⌠kissing?â
âYes, exactly.â
This was actually happening. It was real, not a daydream or a fantasy. Kara moved with agonizing slowness, full of a gentle, kind intensity as she leaned down and lightly brushed her lips across Lenaâs.
It was like being tossed in a tub of ice water⌠in a good way. Lena shivered as Kara cupped her jaw and went for another kiss, more forcefully this time, more insistent. The breathed as one.
âKara,â Lena whispered.
She couldnât help it. Lena dragged her tongue over Karaâs skin, tasting the sweat pooled at the base of her neck. Kara let out a low moan followed by a deep basso rumble in her chest, pulsating in time with her breathing.
âDid you just lick my sweat?â
âAre you purring?!â
Kara giggled. âI can do lots of things.â
Lena looked up at her with lidded eyes. âOh yeah? Show me what you got.â
She squeaked as Kara picked her up in a single smooth motion, and with a self-satisfied smirk, carried her towards the bed.
Later, as they lay in a tangle of perspiring limbs atop sweat-soaked sheets, the power thumped back on and the air conditioning began to blow over them, chilling Lenaâs skin.
She barely noticed.
#supercorp#supergirl fanfiction#supergirl#supercorp fanfic#lena luthor#kara danvers#kara x lena#karlena#supergirl fanfic#ficlet#heat wave#theyâre soulmates but idiots about it#idiots in love#Alex playing covert matchmaker#alex is like will you two just bang already iâm trying to play board games#communication is sexy#Kara is chivalrous#Lena Luthor loves Karaâs butt#Karaâs buns of steel as it were#requited crushes#requited pining#what are they waiting for?
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Another Supercorp media post. Re reading @jazzfordshire âs small town AU (again)
#media post#supercorp#kara x lena#kara danvers#lena luthor#Alex Danvers#supergirl#katie mcgrath#melissa benoist
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making amends
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F is for Godmother
âEsme, sweetie, who did you learn that word from?â
Well, thatâs a question Mamaâs never asked before. But before Esme can ask âwhy??â, the door to Aunt Karaâs apartment opens and â
âAunt Lena!â
Esme doesnât get why sheâs always the only one â aside from Aunt Kara, of course â who runs to give her godmother a hug every Game Night.
âOw, fuck!â
Stupid chair.
Although the chair isnât the one who starts laughing about her falling. Thatâs Aunt Nia, who is usually really nice. Uncle Brainy seems confused about it too when she falls on top on him.
âKara, donât you dare.â
Mommy sounds mad⌠because Aunt Kara is laughing too! Not like Aunt Nia, but her face is red, and sheâs got a hand over her mouth, and her shoulders are shaking.
âItâs not funny!â
Esme stomps her foot as she stands up â the foot that doesnât still hurt â and she can feel her eyes getting spicy. Which her moms say is âokay.â But itâs not okay because it makes Aunt Lena sad, and Esme just wanted to make her smile!
At least no oneâs laughing anymore.
âYou okay?â
Esme feels her godmotherâs hand on her shoulder and spins around to throw her arms around Aunt Lenaâs shoulders. She always crouches down when she talks to Esme.
âTheyâre making fun of me.â
âNo, honey, theyâre not. Theyâre making fun of me.â
Esme pushes back with a gasp. She might not like them laughing at her⌠but at Aunt Lena?!
âNot in a mean way! Not in a mean way!â
She looks back to see Aunt Lena flapping her hands, which she does when sheâs talking fast.
âIn a friend way?â
âYes.â
âBut you didnât do anything. You just got here.â
Aunt Lena opens her mouth⌠and then she laughs, quietly, and shakes her head.
âLena.â
Mommy sounds mad again, and her godmotherâs face is really red all the sudden. Esme turns around again, ready to protect her.
âA word?â
But then the laughing starts again, louder than before. Even Papa Jâonn is smiling! And â
âKelly!â
âIâm sorry, dear, but you could have phrased that any other way.â
**12 Hours Later**
Esme still doesnât see what the big deal is. Itâs just the word her godmother uses when some part of her experiment isnât working, like now.
âLENA KIERAN LUTHOR!â
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Lena Luthor x Reader #3
Summary: Lena breaks up with Reader to keep her safe from Lex. Reader hatches a plan to get rid of him that goes terribly wrong, and naturally, torture follows. This mostly takes place after sheâs found again.
Warnings:
Angst,torture, depression, trauma, childhood trauma
Notes:
Hey! Iâm going about writing differently now. Everything I write from here on out will most likely be straight from the tumblr drafts and fairly quick. Something I decide to do in a random sitting (unless itâs paid for). Fair warning that this isnât that, this is just something I worked on ages ago and didnât publish. I did NO SPELLING CHECKS and remember writing at 2am, so warning number 2
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Lena loathed the DEO in that moment. She loathed Alex, and she loathed Supergirl , and she loathed every damn agent in the building so that she didnât have to loathe herself instead. Itâs not enough, there was still a small part of her that she couldnât ignore, a part of her that screamed; âyou should have held on. You should have been thereâ
She knows she should have been there. She knows she failed you before anyone else did. She knows. But sheâs trying now and she doesnât know how to get it to matter to the world. Trying wonât save you, and trying hasnât led you back to her.
Trying has only led you there, far from Lena, laying somewhere unknown with a body and a heart too worn. Though, Lena imagines, thatâs probably not a new feeling for you. She trembles with the image of Lex mocking her on video, holding a gun to your head, she trembles and thinks, Iâll kill him. Iâll kill him.
Then, miraculously;
âFound her!â Winn shouts loudly, raising his Supergirl action figure in victory, and Lena, CEO, multibillionaire, crumbles in relief in front of dozens of agents in the middle of the DEO.
â-
When you wake up Lena feels her heart stop.
She wanted to kiss you, hold you. She wanted to be the type of person that stayed. She wanted to be the type of person worth staying for.
She wanted to believe the both of you would be okay, and she wanted to hold your face and tell you that. That youâd be okay. She wanted more than anything in that moment to be the type of person that said the right thing. That did the right thing.
She wasnât. She wasnât any of the people she wanted to be. Your eyes met hers, full of sorrow, and human and hurt, and she wasnât. She wasnât because she was scared, and because she was human also. She wasnâtâso she leaves.
Now, as sheâs gripping herself in the hallways of the DEO, struggling against the weight of what feels like worlds on her shoudlers, choking on breaths that should have been being shared with you, sheâs filled with so much self contempt it could fuel the whole government. Whoever said that âItâs better to have loved and loss, than to have never loved at allâ, has never met the two of you and has never loved this desperately.
Loving you made her feel just as much as losing you had, and is it worth it? Maybe, but Itâs certainly not better to be feeling this than not ever feeling it. Canât those things coexist? Canât it be better for her to never love, but canât loving also be a choice sheâd make despite all the pain?
Canât you love the things that will destroy us in the end? Doesnât she always?
She should go back in. She should go back in and ask for forgiveness, but the fear of ruining things further, of the both of you hurting each other further, prevents her from trying to fix things.
When she broke up with you she had just wanted to protect you from Lex. Losing you like that would have nothing compared toâ
Lena shivers, shakes her head, and clutches onto herself more tightly with trembling fingers.
âYouâre hyperventilating,â Alex says from where sheâs leaning against the wall beside Lena. Her eyes are watchful, careful, but Lena feels them like daggers.
She straightens, forces out a; âwow, you really are an amazing analyzer, detective,â and nearly gets a smirk for her troublesâbut Alex is too soft, too caring to give her that. She moves towards her, ever the big sister, but Supergirl rushes in first.
âLena,â SupergirlâKara, Kara, Lena thinks, and often starts to forget, except when Kara looks at her like thisâbreathes out.
Lena steps back from them both, the humanity in the room tears her apart, reminds her of her lack of, and destroys her. âYou have toâŚto warn people when you do thatâŚsuper speed thing,â Lena grits out, cutting Kara off before she can even begin to try and beâŚbe good. She gestures towards the room with shaky hands and begins to try and compose herself lHow long was she awake while I was asleep?â
Kara and Alex look at each other. Say nothing. âGuysââ
âShe woke up two hours ago,â Alex says, at the same time Kara says; âyou were wiped outâdidnât even hear the nurses, of course we couldnât just wake you upâ
Two hours, and she was asleep. Lena goes cold instantly. She remembers hearing Lex had you, remembers it like one remembers the worst moment of their life; both intimately and not at all. She remembers hearing Supergirl had youâthat you were breathing , but people only say that when someone is very not okay, and Lena remembers the way adrenaline had rushed through her. She had felt both alive and utterly useless through it, and it sticks to her even now.
Alive, but asleep, never the person she needs to be to protect you. How alone have you felt because of her? How scared?
âLena,â Kara starts again, âLena, she wanted you to sleepâ â
âGo in there,â Alex cuts her off, gets a very annoyed look for it, because they both canât seem to help cutting each other off today. âYou want to show her sheâs not alone, that sheâs safe? I promise you that the only way sheâll feel that is with you there.â
Kara nods, suddenly straightening and transforming into Supergirl just like that, just in the stance. âHero complexes will serve nothing except separation and loneliness. You taught me that. Stronger together, Lena.â
Wanting to save you had left you alone, and yes, alone to Lena meant away from Lex, but heâs not the only scary thing in this world, and she should have known that heâd never forget how to destroy her. To leave you alone, Lena thinks, was the worst thing she could have done.
While you were away Lena had to confront herself. Had to realize that so far, every good thing in her life has come with a cost, has led to ruin, and the threat of LexâŚit had just seemed to her like the time had come. Like it was her only option. To sacrifice, to sacrifice and hurt.
If Lex had won by separating the two of you, then he had one like that. In her mind, Lena had already been destroyed, of course she imagined that to be the end of it, that he wouldnât touch you. Sheâd rather hurt by pushing you away than you dying. Even the thoughtâ
God, sheâs so tired of being a coward. To being so scared of losing you that sheâs willing to destroy you both.
Kara and Alex hating what sheâs done in the unspoken way that they do hurts even more in a way Lenaâs used to, because it hurts like regret. Their stances have turned from concerned and loving, to protective heroes. She should have never left you alone. Not when she was scared of Lex, and not now. She gives both Kara and Alex a firm nod and tries to walk past to get into the room. To make things right.
Kara stops her with a hand on her shoulder. She drops it instantly when Lena turns towards her. Ever the fragile hero, always afraid of her own hands for the strength they hold. âBefore thatâŚâ Kara coughs awkwardly, âUmâŚwe need you to understand her injuriesâŚand what happened.â
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When Lena walks into the room, itâs not like you thought she would. Sheâs not the fragile human curled up in a chair, or the terrified women fleeing your medical room. Sheâs angry with rage and a whirlwind of feelings, caught in a tornado of emotion. Sheâs large in the way sheâs always been, and yet it has never left you feeling so small.
You sink back into your hospital bed, pull the covers to your chin, and watch her.
âYou went after him?â Lena hisses out, so lowly, so sharply, that she might as well have cut the words into your skin for the way that it dig into you. âEverything Iâve ever done is to protect you, and you just decided to throw it all away like it means nothing? Do you have any ideaââ
âYou were protecting yourself!â
Lena stops. She was pacing, shaking with emotion, but she stops dead in her tracks at the sound of your voice. You yell it, and yet itâs still somehow silent. Your throat is ruined, a testament to the cruelty of Lex, and the evidence of that and more is written on your skin. Youâre covered in injuries. Your brokenness has never been more visible, you think, and it should leave you feeling fragile, and it does, god it does, but right now it gives you power.
Power over Lena, who looks at you like her life hangs in the palm of her hand.
âYou think Iâm stupid, that I donât know that every fiber of your being is laced with fear?â You whisper now, hand on your throbbing throat. âYou left me for you, and I went after Lex for me.â Its venom. Venom, and anger, and all of the thing you know Lena takes In stride. The thing she strives on.
It hangs in the air for a second. Then Lena, beautiful Lena, kneels by the side of your bed. CEO, one of the most powerful people in this city; on her knees for you. She doesnât look invigorated, doesnât looked fueled by anger, just looks sad with regrets.
âI did it for me,â Lena agrees, so soft, so not like them; not like her family. âI did it for you, too. Of course I did it for you, and maybe it was a terrible thing to doâled by my trauma talking to meâbut donât lay there and deny I wasnât thinking of you,â she breathes, then pauses, eyes tracing your busted lips, bruised face, bruised neck. Her jaw trembles and her lips part, she looks as if she wants to say more, but her eyes are haunted by the home she grew up in.
As if reading your mind Lena whispers, âthey haunt me. Itâs as if I can never let go. Iâm so sick of it. Iâm so sick of it.â She closes her eyes with furrowed brows, as if not looking at you will prevent the shake in her voice. âIâm so sorry, Y/N. For them. For them now, for them back then, and for them in the futureâif you still want to be in my life, you have to know I canât escape them. Even when theyâre not there theyâre there. ItâŚgod, it makes me sick.â
When Lena raises her hands and grips herself, digging her fingers into her skin like she wants to pull the trauma and memories out of herself, like she wants to get rid of them, something in you breaks. Breaks because your arms are raw and aching, and it wasnât Lex. Breaks because you know so intimately what itâs like to face reality and find it so frustratingly unchangeable. To want so much, and for it to mean nothing is the most devastating thing.
To be so large, and so small.
Youâve been crying, and Lena doesnât notices until a sob falls from your lips. Youâve been trying to hold it in, but when she startles up at it and looks at you with that same wanting, like youâre her heart walking and sheâd give anything to take your hurt, the sobs break through like a dam. They break through and it hurts because there is no part of you left unbroken.
When you sob it disturbs your broken ribs, disturbs the bruises covering your torso, rips at your tarnished vocal cords, and has the machines in the room beeping so loud it alerts the nurses.
â-
Lena doesnât even have time to stand before the nurses rush in and pull the blanket off of you. Thereâs no words to describe the shift that happens in side of her when she sees the extent of your injuries.
Itâs like something both breaks and rebuilds in her, and then breaks again, paralyzing her. Then, she sees a nurse heading towards you with a syringe and it activates her.
âDonât fucking touch her,â Lena says, or thinks she says. She canât recognize the venom in her voice, doesnât feel apart of her body.
Sheâs moving in between the nurse and you, but your sobs begin to bring her back to reality.
âShe needs to be put under, sheâs hurting herselfââ
Lena doesnât pay attention to her, just sees Alex and Supergirl enter the room. Sees the way Alex shakes her head and nods to the corner of the room, and follows in suit while every fiber of her being says to do otherwise.
It kills her that she canât protect you. Canât protect you from the nurses that you try to pull away from, canât protect you from the hurt on your skin, or in your heart, couldnât protect you fromâ she thinks of Lex. Lex when he was her big, smart older brother that she admired more than anyone in the world.
She thinks of the way heâd give her a cheeky roll of his eyes behind Lillianâs back after a small verbal lashing. Thinks of every chess game, every hide n seek game, every reassuring grin. Youâre smarter than they know Lena, heâd say, and sheâd beam, not noticing the progressive darkness in his eyes as he said it.
Her eyes donât leave you as the nurses put you down again. She thinks; Iâll kill him. In her peripheral she knows Kara is watching the floor, and feels Alex watching her. When the nurses cover you back up and they both turn towards you, Lena knows it was out of respect for you. Sheâs grateful for itâsomewhere in her thunder of emotions sheâs thankful for them, but also feels a bit of anger towards them.
This is why they kept her from seeing you when you were brought in?
âWhy doesnât she have a hospital gown?â Lena asks in a whisper.
âShe took it off, said it hurt when the nurses moved it, and that it was sticking to her. Constricting her,â Kara explains, she sighs, shakes her head, and then turns towards Lena as Supergirl. With a fire in her eyes.
The same one in Lena as she allows herself to ask the very question she wanted to run from hours ago. âWhereâs Lex?â
âNo.â Itâs both Supergirl and Alex.
âAlive then? Okay,â Lena starts towards the door. âIf youâre here, heâs here. Iâll find him easily enough.â
Supergirl, familiarly, stands in her ways. Eyes sympathetic next to Alexâs hardness. âWhere are you when youâre with them?â Alex asks from behind her. When you let them guide every bad decision you make, she hears.
Lena stops. Thinks about control, about gods, about leaving you to wake up alone again, thinks about murder, both in her blood and not, thinks about Lex with a gun to your head, with fists, and kicks, and a maniac smile, thinks about her dad in the same wayâstanding over Lex while Lillian gripped Lena back. She thinks of cycles, thinks of protection and all the ways itâs possible, all the ways sheâs capable, more capable then him.
Smarter, Lena remembers Lillian saying casually. Always smarter than.
Better than, Kara will say.
The good one, Alex will joke.
My hero, youâd grin. Lena feels herself split. Starts forward again.
Kara whispers now, âHeroes donât kill, Lena.â
Alex, âitâs both the best and most terrible thing about us.â
Us.
Lena wants to yell, wants to crumble, wants to curl by your side, wants to kill Lex with her bare hands, wants to erase the Luthor history from her mind, from her body, wants to erase it from yours even more. Wants it so desperately, so acutely it hurts. Sadness fills the room, suffocates them all.
Kara is watching you again, Alex keeps glancing back, theyâre both unconcerned about Lena now. Full faith in her to be who they claim she is. Lena returns to the seat by your bed and allows herself to be that person.
âWhatever cell heâs in, Iâm building it,â Lena whispers, thinking of the cuffs sheâll put on him, wondering if she can somehow slow down his mind.
Alex nods, running her hands down her face. The past couple hours have completely exhausted her in a way Lenaâs not used to seeing from her. Alex cares so much about you, and it shouldnât surprise Lena but It does. âWeâre thinking about sending him to the phantom zone.â
Here, Lena is more surprised. They must know thatâs a death sentence. Lena glances at Supergirl, sheâs still watching you but sheâs clearly listening, her eyes have turned hard. They arenât underestimating Lex. They clearly know the responsibility thatâll bear on them if he escapes again.
Lena feels another bought of gratitude towards them as she takes your hand, and trusts them to handle the person she trusts no one to handle.
ââ
When you wake up the second time itâs because nurses are dapping you with wet cloths, clearly trying to clean you. They apologize profusely, say they thought the drugs would keep you down longer, and offer to finish the cleaning after youâve gotten more pain killers.
Your eyes dart around rapidly, chest constricting in anxiety, and then you see Lena. Sheâs standing by the door, clearly trying to keep out of the nurses way. Sheâs not full of rage and untouchable in that way, and sheâs not fragile, sheâs strong.
Her eyes are hard, but not cold. Theyâre determined, and loving, and theyâre your strength too. You suck in a shaky breath, whisper; âthank you. Later might be an optionâ, as you try to focus on Lena and not the thought of the nurses hands on you turning into Lexâs violent ones.
When they all shuffle out Lena quietly returns to the spot by your bed. This Lena somehow makes you feel more fragile than angry, furious Lena had, because in the place of your defensiveness youâre left to feel your guilt.
âIâmâŚIâm not weak, Lena.â It feels stupid to claim now as you lay in a hospital bed feeling nothing but. You clench your jaw. Lenaâs hand reaches up and takes your chin, forcing you to meet her eyes. Sheâs not gentle, certainly not rough, but her firmness gives you the power to continue. Sheâs the stable ground that helps you find your footing.
You find it. Meet her gaze unblinking. âIâm not Supergirl, Iâm not you, Iâm not Alex, or Jon, or Winn, or James, or Kelly, orâ or LexâŚIâm not capable in the particular ways you guys are, but I am capable.â
Lenaâs eyes fall to your throat. You grip her wrist, the one holding your face, and her eyes meet yours apologetically. âI know,â she says, so softly, so quietly. âYou being here is the evidence of it, isnât it?â
You nod, but you arenât done. âIâm not sure what Supergirl told you. Clearly she told you I went after Lex, and in a way thatâs true, but more so I wanted him to come after me,â you pause. Lena is watching you with furrowed eyes, clearly trying to piece together what youâre explaining before you finish.
Her lips part after just another moment. Sheâs figured it out you realize, feeling a bit of pride because of it. Pride because she has faith in you, pride because sheâs so incredibly quick and you have had the privilege to know her so acutely. âAll of thisâŚwas your plan?â Lena asks, sounding both shocked and not.
You wince, brushing aside her hand so you can look down, adverting your gaze. âWellâŚnot all of it.â Memories flash through your mind. âI thought heâd keep me captive, notâŚâ you left out a frustrated breath, angry, so angry at yourself for not being able to speak about it. Speak about him.
âIt was a game to him, of course. Heâd torture me, send you a video to torture you. Heâd get you chasing him. Heâs always liked the thrill.â Your eyes stay on Lenaâs fists. Watch as they clench so tightly to her side that they shake. âI knew he loved messing with you, and was partly counting on it, not like that butâ but maybe just having me wouldnât have been enough, maybe it was good he did what he didâgot so high off of it his guard lowered.â
âDonât say that,â Lena pleads. You startle up at the sound of her trembling voice doing everything not to cry.
You breathe in; your ribs hurt. You breathe out; they hurt again. Lena shakes her head at herself, frustrated and biting her lip. Sheâs having a battle with composure and losing.
âKara told me how you stole his nanotech and used it to immobilize him. That the tech that was missing from my lab last week was found with the stuff he confiscated from you. That you hacked his computer with my prototype to send her the location to his headquarters underground,â Lena rushes out, âI didnât know you planned to get taken to his HQ, to steal his nanotech, didnât know that anyone besides me and the DEO knew what he was working on.â
Itâs a quick summary of the things youâve done, leaving out the weeks of planning, leaving out the struggles of actually setting the plan in motion when the shifting variables shifted in a way you werenât prepared for. It should leave you proud, but when you think of what you managed all you remember is pain and struggle.
âYou stopped Lex like you planned. So many people are saved because of you. An unfathomable amount, and yet,âshe says. And yet, you think, heart fluttering because you know Lena will say the very thought that kills you to think of, but the thought that canât escape you anyways. âWhatâŚwhat you did was monumental, and thank you, but god, I so wish you hadnât,â Lena breathes. âHe gone, and yet he has never been so present. Perhaps you felt the effects of him through me before, but you know now what itâs like to have him really present, always right over your shoulder, and thatâŚI wouldâve given the world for otherwise.â
Itâs exactly the same thoughts you have had. To hear it from Lena, someone you admire and trust so much, someone you believe to be good with every piece of you, someone youâd follow everywhereâitâs like a medicine for guilt.
âWhat I said beforeâŚabout doing what I did for me,â Lena shakes her head, ever understanding, like she doesnât need you to finish. You do though. âI did it for me because I wanted desperately for you to still be mine, and getting rid of Lex was the avenue for that,â you admit. âI didnât want him to plague you anymore either.â
You hesitate. Memories of Lena pacing at nightâstartling awake, watching the news with the grimness of someone attending a funeralâmemories of Lenaâs affectedness come to you. Her humaneness at hearing Lex escaped again, and in her humanity in her vulnerability.
âI want to take responsibility, so I donât want to say I did it for you, but what you said earlier made me realize everything is a bit of both. I did it for me, I did it for you too.â
Lena laughs. Laughs. It shocks you, causes you to jump and stop looking at your hand, causes you to meet her gaze again. âOw,â you growl, unamused, because Lena is still laughing. Sheâs covering her face and has the decency to look apologetic.
Your ribs hurt from the startle but even you canât help but be confusedly amused.
âI want to hate,â Lena starts, mirth in her voice, âthat you did the thing I wanted you to do least in the world, and you got exactly what you wanted out of it. You captured lex, and in a way captured me back too.â
âOh,â you perk up, smiling up at Lena innocently. âGuess Iâm the brains now, brawn.â
Lenaâs eyes narrow at you. âThat insinuates that you were ever the brawn.â
Back to glaring. Lena lets out another huff of laughter and brushes your hair back, away from a cut on your forehead. Her eyes are so soft, so full of warmth, and love that you could cry. Would cry, perhaps, if it wouldnât hurt every part of your body.
Instead you grin, because thatâs what humans are taught to do instead of cry, and ask, gentlyâfeeling like a shaky child; âdoes that mean youâre my girlfriend again?â
â-
Lenaâs eyes widen as she realizes what she implied, and as you own up to it so hesitantly, so childlike, like Lena could ever think of pushing you away after everything. Her words, not for the first time today, betray her. All she can do is nod.
Your responding grin is heroin to Lena. You smile so wide the cut on your lip breaks open again and starts bleeding, but you pay it no mind. Lena does. She smiles back, albeit more gently, and squishes your cheeks together to prevent the split widening.
You pout in her hands. Lenaâs heart flutters. She keeps getting hit randomly with momentous emotion, and sheâs hit again with it now. The softness of this moment feels like seeing a rainbow after months of storms.
You here, alive, looking at Lena with so much love in your eyes, so much understanding. It feels like a fantasy. Feels like a lucid dream, a dream sheâd choose, over, and over again, until the end of time.
Lena leans in and kisses youânot on the lips, they are cut and bruised. She kisses you on the space just below your eye. A spot, one of the few spots, clear of visible injury. She takes pleasure in the way you flush like itâs the first time. She always did, will always do. âI love you,â Lena whispers, promising herself that even if there are days you wonât believe her, there will never be a day you donât hear it.
Itâs you, and itâs her, and itâs the mountains of history and trauma you two are fighting against. Lena likes the both of your odds. Loves winning just as much.
Youâll beat Lex she knows. There will be a day soon where he stops haunting the two of you. Where heâs not even a thought. When that time comes youâll have won the war, but for now sheâll take the pride of winning every battle in stride, for now, in the now; sheâll cherish every moment, the many moments, when trauma leaves the room and love consumes it.
âLena Luthor,â you breathe. You breathe. âMy love, my hero.â
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