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who's the white martian?

Supergirl, Iris, Mon, Winn, J'onn, M'gann, and the other agents all circled around a table, eyeing each other sternly. "This is everyone who was inside when the doors shut," J'onn said.

"If one of us is a White Martian, how do we tell who's really themselves?" Iris asked.

"Oh, that's easy, we just have to ask personal questions. Right, like, things we only would know the answer to. Like what's the scented candle that I hate?" Winn asked.

"Teak wood and tobacco," Iris said.

"No. They can read minds, too. They know all your preferences, everything that makes you who you are," J'onn said, but then Agent Vasquez eyed Agent Demos, and everyone else, but Demos got suspicious.

"What are you looking at?" Demos asked and Vasquez looked at Demos.

"What?" She asked, but then Demos got his gun out and pointed it at Vasquez.

"All right. Hey!" Mon yelled as everyone else got their weapons.

"Whoa, whoa! Holster your sidearms!" Kara yelled.

"Yes, do that, please," Winn said.

"I wasn't looking at you," Vasquez said.

"Yes, she was. She's the White Martian," Demos said but then he glanced over to Iris, who was staring at him sternly and concerned. He then pointed the gun at her and she eyed it heavily as Mon put himself in front of Iris, holding out his hand in front of Demos.

"Now you really better put that away," Mon said.

"But it could be her. It could be any of you," Demos said.

"Stop pointing your weapon," Mon said.

"Then back off!" Demos snapped as Kara rubbed her temples.

"Come on!" Kara snapped and everyone looked at her. "We're not going to lose it here."

"J'onn, you can read minds. Can you scan us to see who's who?" Winn asked, but when J'onn tried to read everyone's minds, he couldn't.

"No, I can't. There's some kind of psychic interference," J'onn said.

"Well, that's convenient," Demos said.

"He's after me. I should turn myself over. Maybe he'll let you go," M'gann said.

"Great idea. Mission accomplished," Demos said.

"Absolutely not!" Kara snapped. "That is not how we do things."

"It's all my fault," M'gann said.

"I'm the one who sealed us in here," J'onn said.

"No, you don't understand. This isn't just any White Martian. Armek was my...mate," M'gann said.

"Mate, like your husband?" Iris asked.

"It's not the same for White Martians. It was an arrangement, not a choice, but yes. We were bonded. And you all have a right to know that he is the worst of my kind," M'gann said.

"Oh, well, that makes me feel so much better," Mon muttered.

"It doesn't matter who he is," Iris muttered, giving Mon a look.

"J'onn's right. We're going to find him and we're going to beat him. First things first. I'm going to collect everybody's sidearms," Kara said.

"Are you crazy?" Demos asked, pointing his gun at Kara.

"Seriously?" Kara asked.

"Will somebody take his gun?" Iris asked, before they all started to argue.