On my Island (Kara x Reader)

12. Winter is coming

Kara pov

The city's backup generators have gotten the city running again, but every independent contractor is still offline, even almost a whole day later. And i'm growing increasingly worried that i still can't get ahold of her, feeling the tightness in my chest constricting with each passing moment.

I'm pacing back and forth at the DEO, not having slept a second since the blackout began. Both because of the havoc it caused that needed Supergirl, and because i can't get ahold of her. I can't reach Y/n. I just need to hear her voice tell me that she's okay. I've flown over the entire city at least a dozen times during the night, but i can't get a trace on where she is.

"Hey, Supergirl, you pacing isn't helping." Winn calls over his back to me, making me stop and pace over to him instead.

"Have you found her?" I ask and frighten him at how close i am all of a sudden.

"Do i have to say the same answer i gave five minutes ago?" Winn's attitude makes me straighten up and he turns around. "I'm sorry, i am really trying to find her. But it's like she's disappeared into thin air."

"She can't have, because last i checked that wasn't a thing humans could do." I feel irritation beginning to bubble inside of me. Something i don't feel that often, not this strongly.

But what saves Winn from having his head ripped of his shoulders is the ringtone of my phone. Taking a deep breath, i answer it.

"Hi Lena, what's up?" I ask as normally as i can.

"Hi, sorry to disturb you at work but i haven't been able to reach Y/n since the blackout. And i wondered if you could tell her i'm trying to call her." Lena says with a worried tone that i recognise all to well.

"She's not with me." Is all i can answer before i shake myself free. "She went home before the blackout, i can't reach her either."

"So no one can reach her and her phone is dead in the water, great." I hear her sigh and fall back into a chair.

"What do you mean about her phone?" I know we already got the answer to that, but still i ask since we haven't told anyone that.

"When i couldn't get ahold of anyone i used that location app we have to see where you guys where. And hers was halfway out the dock."

"Right, well me and Alex are heading over to her brothers apartment to see if we can find her."

"Call me when you do, i don't think i've ever gone this long without talking to her." And it almost makes me jealous. Not about how often they talk, because i'm pretty sure me and her talk even more. But their sisterly bond, similar to the one i have with Alex but somehow more. Maybe it's just because its Y/n that it feels different.

"Will do, bye." And as i hang up, i see Alex having heard me ready to get going.

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I don't even know why she bothers, but Alex still knocks on Adrian Cortéz door. We both know that he's deployed and that Y/n isn't there. Sighing, i bend down and pick up the key hidden in a compartment of the doormat. Always the same tricks with Y/n.

Unlocking the door, we come into an almost obsessively clean apartment. Everything is spotless. There are no dishes in the sink, no blankets or pillows in the wrong place in the living room. Alex checks the other two rooms while i walk up to the calendar. But there isn't a location marked, only the weekend encircled with the word home.

"There's nothing here, it looks like she's just gone to work." I say as Alex comes back out into the living room.

"Closet is only missing warm clothes, as if she packed for a ski trip." But as we both turn towards the window, we see that it might just have been a calculated move.

"It's only October, and it barely ever snows here." As Alex has lived here two years more than me she knows it for sure.

"I don't think that alien is as contained as we first thought." Because just as i had felt the air getting colder when i was fighting him, there is snow beginning to fall.

"So she's in a place that doesn't have connecting heat."

"Meaning that she's still doesn't have any power."

I stand by the window of the apartment, my breath even misting the glass as i peer out into the suddenly wintry night. Alex standing beside me, looking at the swirling chaos of the snowstorm beginning to rage outside.

But as i watch the snow i remember something. Something i've barely thought about in years. This cold can make her sick again, which she's barely been since the accident. What if she gets sick during this? I remember how it was when she was a kid, how often she was home from school and i had to copy down my notes for her. If that happened... she could die.

Where the hell are you, Y/n?