Is it Gravity (or are we Falling in Love?)

Chapter 6

"So what you're telling me is: you tried to bribe Colonel Haley with doughnuts because you're currently on her bad side," Kara echoes, sat on her kitchen stool in the early morning, sipping on her overly-sprinkled hot chocolate. "Wait, what did you do again?"

"Remember that operation I ran last week, where I pulled you in for help? You were clearly needed to ensure the best chances for catching that rogue alien. When she found out, she gave me a huge lecture about informing her next time, of each and every time I use your help," Alex says, palming her forehead. "It's been a week and work has been awful because she's still acting like this."

"We've been through so much, us three altogether and she's still like this?" Kara winces.

"Yeah," Alex shrugs.

"But, seriously? Doughnuts. Alex, that's my thing. My bribe tactic."

Her sister scoffs, taking a coffee packet out of Kara's cupboards. "It is, and your tactic worked before. I wanted to see if she'd bite. Maybe I should've gotten her churros instead." She stops herself, stilling before she looks at Kara in the realization.

Kara gasps, nodding. "Churros! You should have."

"Damn, I should have," Alex agrees grouchily.

This isn't a new thing. Alex complaining about her boss—Colonel Haley—Kara expects it every now and then. She knows how Colonel Haley is—she's worked under her before. Naturally, she understands Alex. Naturally, she's prepared for it.

"Snacks and movie night later?" Sulk-and-mope night. The best remedy-bandaid to a wound filled with little (big) inconveniences.

Alex pauses. "Yes."

"Yes! You're buying the snacks."

"Excuse me," her sister snorts, and Kara quips a quick you're excused back. Alex makes an offended sound at that before she goes to search for any snack stashes hiding in Kara's kitchen. "Wait, is it my turn to buy or yours?"

"It's yours, Alex."

"Alright, fine," Alex groans.

Alex tells her more things about what's been happening lately— some rundowns of a few new difficult recruits Alex had started to train under her wing recently.

Sometimes Kara wonders if she should go back to working in the DEO (if she even has the choice to come back, that is) to help with the demanding operations and tasks. Kara does miss working with the agents there—the colleagues she'd worked with for years. And of course she helps—occasionally, that is, secretly and not-so-secretly because Alex knows how to fight and talk her way through with the chain of command when situations become dire and require Supergirl's help. But it's not like Kara backs down when National City or the world needs her help. She can't be told of what she can and can't do. Kal, her cousin, he doesn't need to be with a government organization to be able to lend his powers for the good.

"So, I see you've been hanging out with Lena more often," Alex comments a moment later, whipping out a mug and a spoon.

Kara wrinkles her nose. "Wow. Original, Alex, that's a line I haven't heard of yet," she says drily.

Alex's eyebrows shoot up. "Don't go all sarcastic on me in the early morning. I'm still recovering from Colonel Haley's talk," she groans.

"Well, uh. Okay? Of course we hang out. Often or not, it's whenever we can, I guess." Kara takes another sip of her hot choco and wonders about what sparked this up.

"Uh huh," Alex makes a non-committal sound as she rounds to the other side of the kitchen to empty the coffee bin.

"Is something supposed to happen? Or change?" Kara frowns, looking at her sister's back. She wants to know. She actually really wants to know.