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Kara turned in mid-air as the missiles closed in on her, flying backwards as she hit one of them with a blast of heat vision, causing it to explode. She turned slightly, focusing on the remaining missile, and blew out a huge blast of freeze breath, encasing the missile in ice. The freezing temperature caused the fuel pump to seize, which made the missile lose thrust, and pitch downwards. She watched it fall, her breath having rendered it so cold it shattered on impact.

"Okay," Alex said over the radio, "come on in."

Kara laughed, knowing she was being called in because they were now out of missiles. She twisted slightly, shooting back towards the small command post. She slowed as she approached, dropping subsonic so she didn't shatter any of the equipment, and finally pulled up at the last minute, then drifted down to a gentle landing.

"How was that?" she asked J'onn.

"I see you share your cousin's appetite for wanton destruction, Miss Danvers" J'onn said.

Kara rolled her eyes. "You are enjoying this entirely too much."

"I'm trying to make sure you're going to be an asset. A novice Superhero can be a liability in the field. So far, all you've proven is you can manage an intelligence asset. I need to know you can control all of your abilities. Strength, stamina, speed."

"Well, are you convinced yet?" Kara asked. "Because I wanna go get some breakfast and if I don't get something to eat soon, you're gonna see me not controlling the growling in my stomach and trust me, that's not pretty."

"She's right," Alex said. "No one ever comes out of that looking pretty."

Both Kara and Alex turned around at the sound of a loud chuckle behind them, only to find Vasquez standing there, holding a large bag.

"Are those...?" Kara asked, not bothering to finish her sentence as she took two steps towards Vasquez.

"Breakfast burritos from the grill down the 975," Vasquez said. "Extra hot sauce."

"Oh, Rao Light," Kara said as Vasquez handed her the bag. "Marry me?"

Vasquez laughed. "I think my girlfriend would object."

Kara sat the bag on one of the work tables and pulled out a burrito, peeling the foil off it. "Does she cook? If so, bring her along. I'll marry you both."

"Kara," Alex said.

Vasquez just laughed harder. "I do most of the cooking, but she'd the jealous type."

Kara took a huge bite out of the burrito, chewing quickly, before swallowing. "If you can cook, I can see why." She held up the burrito slightly. "Thank you."

"It's no problem, ma'am. My girlfriend was one of the agents on the plane with Alex, so I figured I owe you one."

Kara smiled, and nodded. "Glad I could help," she said, before she wolfed down the rest of her burrito, and reached for a second one.

"Are you heading into work today?" Alex asked.

Kara shook her head, mouth too full of food to speak. She swallowed. "No. Cat never works on the weekends she has Carter. I thought once we were done, I'd do a few runs through the city, rescue some kittens from trees, show the coat of arms. That sort of thing."

"You sure that's a good idea, Kara? I know you talked to your Aunt but there are still a lot of Fort Rozz escapees out there."

"Well, if you'd rather, I could take you out to Sanctuary."

"Really?"

Kara nodded. "Absolutely. I've got something out there I want you to see anyway. Something I think would be a huge help-"

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