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Kara and Alex settle down for the night after much persisting on Alex’s part. Kara resigned to talking to Cat in the morning instead of pleading for her forgiveness over the phone. Which Alex was grateful for. She really wanted one night alone with her sister.
Her sister was obviously still tearing herself up over missing her boss's calls therefore, Alex felt she should break out the big guns. In order to help Kara calm down, they queued The Wizard of Oz on the television, and in no time Kara was enraptured in the wonderful world of Oz.
Alex sat back and watched the Kryptonian sway to and fro as she crooned Somewhere Over the Rainbow with a content smile. This is what Alex is fighting for.
Her sister’s happiness and safety.
As long as Kara could sing along with Dorothy, Alex knew her job was worth it.
It was all worth it.
Just to see her smile.
People could look at their relationship and label it as unhealthy or co-dependent, but on some days to Alex, it was the only thing that mattered. She quit drinking for Kara because she knew it hurt her immensely. Though Kara didn’t say anything, Alex knew she blames herself for everything that has gone wrong in her life. Kara could not be more wrong, every good thing she has in her life now - her job, her friends, everything - it was all because a small town boy placed his eldest/youngest cousin in their care.
When she joined the DEO, it was a pathway to her future of course - she knew that - but it was in-part, selfishly for Kara.
It was all for Kara.
Alex will admit, it was difficult when her mother tasked her with the care and protection of the alien girl frozen in time - who had lost everything in what felt like a combination of mere days mixed with almost two decades. The young girl’s experience with the Phantom Zone made her live in denial of when Krypton exploded. Some days she grieved like the loss was brand new and other days she continued as if nothing had happened. This made caring for Kara inconsistent and difficult as no one knew how she would feel one day to the next.
And the fact that Kara hogged the bathroom every morning certainly put a damper on their relationship.
For some time, Alex resented her mother for taking away her childhood with such responsibility. And with much shame now, she resented Kara for landing here on Earth. She remembers in her darkest moments, wishing that Kara had never survived the explosion of Krypton.
The thought alone makes bile rise in her throat.
Alex honestly can’t imagine a life without the wonderful person beside her.
Kara’s tears brings Alex out of her mental reverie. The alien sings woefully with the young woman on the screen, crossed legged on the couch. Alex can’t help but be taken aback by the beauty of the moment.
Golden locks fall in waves around Kara's face and her blue eyes seem to push and pull Alex into their depths like an Ocean. Her sister's form is slightly hunkered over by the emotion of the music, but her head is held high, almost as in defiance of her own sadness.
Her baby blue shirt is in complete disarray, but on Kara it looks perfectly worn. Almost as perfect as the form it is covering, bruises and all. Briefly, Alex’s face alights with shame. The thoughts and feelings she has about that frame is most certainly not something an older sister should think or feel for their younger sibling.
She’s not human. She’s not actually my sist-
No. Alex looks away from her sister who has no clue she just finished ungracefully checking her out like a common wolf on the street.
You might as well have cat-called her, Alex. Get your shit together, for fuck's sake.
The thoughts that come to her now accuse her of being perverted.
Sick. Disgusting. Taboo. Sinful. Shameful.
Warm.
Alex sits stunned as Kara wraps her arms around her. The song continues to play in the background, a soundtrack to the scene unfolding. Alex looks at her sister’s face, which is now adorably squished against her shoulder.
“You looked like you needed a hug.”
Alex cries and Kara doesn’t let go.
After a lovely breakfast, made by Alex, the two-women parted ways for the morning.
Though Alex walked with her part way to work, the smile had yet to leave Kara's face. It was nice to be pampered by her sister. Alex knew exactly how she liked to be woken up, with pancakes and eggs, and the best part yet was she didn’t even have to get out of bed to eat them! Alex had brought the massive amount of food she made right to her and she awoke to the best smell in she had ever encountered in this word and the best view in the universe.
Alex smiling was a more stunning sight to see than National City from 1000 feet in the air and more breathtaking than the numerous alien landscapes she visited with her father. Which made this morning the best Kara had in months.
It was safe to say that her demeanor today was much improved since that last time she was at CatCo. Which might explain the stares.
Kara at least hoped that was the reason for the staring. The ‘incident’ - which is how Kara was referring to her running out of the building with Alex – was probably a factor, but why focus on the negatives in life. Kara continues to smile, in the front office and all the way to the elevator.
Oh, yeah. That’s why we focus on the negatives in life.
Kara’s smile dampens. Every eye was locked onto her as soon as she breached the elevator doors that lead into the bullpen.
Well, it was a nice morning while it lasted.