Live With Me

Chapter 19

Kara leans back into the pillows as she watches Lena pace across the room, passing the foot of the bed over and over again.

"I just don't understand why they won't let us just go back to National City," Lena complains, her voice hushed because the last thing she wants is for the infamous Cat Grant to know how much she can whine when she wants to.

"I know, baby." Kara commiserates. "I want to get back there too, but if they don't think it's safe, then there's not much we can do about it. It's just a matter of waiting and finding out what we can whenever someone with information comes around."

Lena sighs, her hands tangling in her own hair and pushing it back from her face. "How do we even know we can trust the CIA? Maybe they were in on the plan and this is just their way of getting rid of us."

Kara fights the urge to roll her eyes. "Lena, baby, I love you but you're spiralling. Come cuddle with me so we can work through all those scary thoughts in your brain together."

Lena resists her charm, not looking in her direction so she doesn't get tempted. "No, we have to cover our asses. We need a phone. Maybe we can sneak out and find one somewhere. I bet if we found a grocery store and asked to use their phone, they would let us. We can call CatCo and get through to Nia."

Huffing a little, Kara pulls herself from under the scratchy sheets and pads over to Lena, her bare feet sticking to the floor in a way that makes her want to disappear up her own butthole with how gross it is. At least it'll give them something to do later. They're bound to get bored. She rests her hands against Lena's forearms and stands her way so she's forced to stop pacing.

"Lena, we're fine. We're ok. Well, not ok, but we will be. The CIA are completely separate from the FBI and the government. They have different goals as organizations. You know that. They're protecting us, and I'm sure they'll come and explain everything to us soon enough. They only brought us here last night and it's still early. Cat isn't even awake yet. Everything will be fine. You just have to have a little faith."

"Faith hasn't really been on our side much lately though, has it?"

"It has to be at some point though."

Lena looks up at Kara with disbelief clouding her features, but Kara sees through it. Shining in those emerald eyes is something she loves to see. Hope.

Kara presses her lips to her forehead, wincing as her split lip makes contact with her skin, but she doesn't let that stop her from kissing her a second time on the tip of her nose, loving the way she scrunches it in faux annoyance. "You might not have faith but I do, so just trust in me and I'll lend you some of my faith."

"I'll always trust you."

A head peeks around the door and makes Lena jump. She wasn't expecting to see anyone show up in her peripheral vision, so she can't help how a striking red blush crawls up her neck and cheeks at the thought of Cat knowing how soft and mushy she is, even though she's already seen it all before.

"Well, if it isn't you two and your infuriating need to be so close together that your skin will one day fuse and make you one giant lesbian."

Kara's head whips around to her boss. "Good morning, Ms Grant. How did you sleep?"

"Terrible. I would like the bed for a few hours as long as I have verbal confirmation that you didn't do anything sacrilegious in it last night." She strolls right past them and perches on the edge of it carefully, not yet willing to move and sit on it properly, just in case.

Kara shakes her head. "Uh, no. We just cuddled."

Cat then proceeds to climb into the bed, wincing at the scratch of the sheets both Kara and Lena had to put up with last night and nuzzles into one of the pillows. She flippantly waves her hand in the air at them, her eyes closed. "You can let yourselves out."