Kara screamed. She couldn't have stopped it even if she wanted to - the sound clawed its way out of her unbidden, raw and anguished and feral. They had taken Lena. Daxamites had taken Lena, and threatened to do... horrible, unspeakable things that Kara didn't want to think about but somehow couldn't keep out of her thoughts, like a waking version of a recurrent nightmare. She didn't know where they had taken Lena or how she could get her back. Lena had said her watch would work to track her, but what if it didn't? Or even if it did, what if they didn't have the technology to get to wherever it was that the ship was? What would Kara do then?She thrashed wildly in her bonds, ignoring the stinging as her hands were hurt and scraped while trying to break free from the Kryptonite. Despite her efforts, she still couldn't get her hands free. She felt trapped, both physically and emotionally, and it made her want to lash out – to punch and kick and bite. Kara couldn't control it anymore and whipped her head around just in time to shoot her laser vision towards the windows, the red beam crackling with energy and creating two perfect holes in the glass, visible for only seconds before the windows collapsed with a mighty crash. At least she had avoided damage to the walls and hadn't endanged Geri.
Geri! Her mind had been so focused on Lena, on her omega, her mate, being ripped away from her that she had almost forgotten the baby. Thankfully, Geri was sitting on the ground, playing with a pen that had fallen and trying to put it in her mouth. Not the best thing for a baby, but at least she was safe. Minor crisis averted, Kara tried to breathe and get her bearings – she needed to figure out what to do next. Yelling and screaming weren't going to help her – Lena's office was soundproofed for privacy so she wouldn't even be able to alert Lena's assistant with her cries.
Kara steeled herself. She had to focus. She needed Alex and she needed the DEO. Unless she wanted to wait who knows how much longer for them to get there, she needed to contact them, and to do that, she had to be able to reach the transmitter hidden in her boot. She needed her hands.
The first thing she did was sit down on the ground, pull her knees to her chest, and wriggle around until she had gotten her arms under her body and out in front of her. Her shoulders hurt and it wasn't easy, but luckily she had long arms that made it even possible. With slightly better use of her hands, she was then able to press the button in her boot to activate a distress signal to the DEO. She had notified them before going to Lena's that she might need backup, obviously they hadn't gotten the message or were just too busy to send someone, but hopefully the second signal would get a more rapid response. Plus, Kara highly suspected the other Bowsenars had probably made their escapes shortly after Nar-Ek, so she figured the DEO would be much less busy.
Thankfully she was right, and it was only a few minutes before the DEO had tracked Kara's signal and a unit came bursting through the door, led by Alex, which was unusual as Alex didn't normally go into the field anymore. They must have known something was really wrong. Alex's eyes widened as she took in the scene - Kara sitting on the floor in handcuffs next to Geri.
"Fuck! Oh my god. Kara!? Geri? What...?"
Alex rushed over and scooped Geri into her arms, hugging the baby tightly to her chest and pressing her nose into her hair before pulling back to check her for any injuries. Tears were running down Alex's cheeks and Kara's heart twinged a little at the reunion - she knew in her heart of hearts that they had done the right thing. She just had to keep the faith that they would find a way to save Lena.
They had to, Kara simply wouldn't accept any other option.
Satisfied that there were no injuries to Geri, Alex turned her attention to Kara and reached into one of the pockets of her tactical suit for her keyring to let Kara out of the cuffs.
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Late Bloomer
FanfictionKara had never really been that interested in sex. She didn't dislike it or anything, just never really understood what all the fuss was about. Eliza had fondly called her "a late bloomer" which Kara had accepted as the truth, not wanting to face th...