Lord, Save me from your Followers (a Supergirl Kara x Lena fanfic)

Friday

Friday —

They don't every talk about the fact that they're friends on Instagram now. Kara spends a few hours digging through Friday morning CatCo corporate policy to make sure that she's totally correct in her assumption that she's not committing some sort of cardinal sin for being friends with Lena on social media. There's nothing indicating that her social media, no matter if it's personal, is under the purview of CatCo – so she thinks she's okay.  She keeps her friendship with Lena away from Twitter or Facebook, and doesn't really talk about it to anyone.

Kara's sent to speak to Lena on some anti-alien rally in the city, get a quote about L-Corp's new policy toward alien employees and possibly something scathing about her bother in the same breath. She sits and waits dutifully until Lena's free, fidgeting and reading her Twitter feed – the rally's got people really worked up. Kara tweets about how she hates that people feel the need to protest the presence of aliens in the city when so many of them are refugees, and sits back. She hates this, hates that she's send to speak to Lena about this, when L-Corp is doing so much good in for the alien community. Lena is trying to rise above the atrocities committed by a man she loved with all her might, by a family who gave her a name and power when she had none. Kara wants to write about that.

"Ms. Danvers?" Jess, Lena's spitfire of a secretary, calls from her desk. "You can go up. Thank you for being understanding...under the circumstances. I know you've got carte blanche to run up whenever you want."

Ducking her head to hide her burning cheeks, Kara gathers her things. When her ears stop burning and she's able to look Jess in the eye, she nods. "Don't worry about it. I know she's a busy woman."

"A busy woman who's allowed you a great deal of access," Jess answers. She tilts her head to one side and glances Kara's wrinkled work shirt and blazer with a distasteful curl of her lip. "Make sure you don't lose her trust, Ms. Danvers, she'd make a powerful enemy for CatCo...and you."

Kara bristles at the threat, but forces herself to smile sweetly. "It's the duty of the press to report the truth. If Ms. Luthor – or anyone else for that matter – takes issue with my work, they can speak to my editor or the CatCo legal team."  She jabs the button on the elevator. It takes a moment to respond and Kara wishes Jess would stop glaring at her like she was some sort of threat.  Kara fiddles with her glasses.  "Besides, Jess, that's a conversation for me to have with Ms. Luthor, not with you." The elevator arrives then, and Kara's smirk is just a little wicked as Jess glowers at her as the doors close.

Lena is, interestingly enough, paging through Twitter when Kara gets up to her office.  She's got a live feed of the #ETGOHOME hashtag projected onto the wall beside her desk and is standing in the middle of her office, arms cross and a scowl on her face.

"I suppose you're here for a quote." Lena doesn't turn around.

"Well, it isn't to ask you to tell your Instagram followers to stop stalking me." The joke falls a little flat, Kara's cheeks burn again. She always feels a little awkward, a little uncomfortable around Lena. It's like how she felt with James, and the girl she liked in college – or all those boys in high school. It isn't the uncomfortable that comes with the Luthor name or the fact that Kara is keeping secrets from her. It's the uncomfortable that comes with curiosity and attraction, and that, honestly, is what scares Kara most of all because she's not supposed to feel this way.

Her brain isn't wired this way.

"Are they?" Lena asks, a little pensive, distracted. She scowls and snaps her fingers, the projector feed goes dark. "I'm sorry about that. I should have—" She looks at Kara then, and her face instantly brightens, instantly goes from annoyed to welcoming. "I should have warned you, they can be—intense."

"I'm verified," Kara answers. Winn did it for her a when she started at CatCo, because Cat Grant also has a lot of social media followers and being able to sort through the crazy was once part of Kara's job. "So it's not that big a deal. Just weird. I'm not used to that kind of following."

"Is this your, lord, save me from your followers pitch?" Lena grins. "It isn't very good."

"I'll endeavor to do better, then." Kara shoots back. She steps a little closer, hands in her pockets. "Was that the protest feed you just closed?"

"Yes." Lena rubs at the back of her neck. "It's disgusting what they're doing down there." She glances sideways at Kara. "That's not nearly scathing enough for Snapper Carr is it?"

"Probably not." Kara laughs and moves to the window.  Below, the protest stretches for blocks in each direction. She wonders if Supergirl should make an appearance, if she could find the words to soften the hatred in the hearts of these people. She doesn't think she can, and she hates it.

"I'll have to do better." Lena comes to stand beside Kara. She presses her palm to the window, her lips pitched downward. "I heard there was a counter-protest."

"There is."

"Do you think it will turn violent...if they were to meet?"

Kara shrugs. "I don't know. People don't talk to each other anymore. Snapper says that's what sells papers, but I think maybe people should talk to each other, try to understand where the other's coming from."

Lena says nothing, but her hand moves from the window to brush against Kara's, and when Kara glances over at her, her ears are bright red and there's a flush on the back of her neck as well. "What if L-Corp were to sponsor a round table – a way to bring both sides together? Would CatCo agree to moderate it?"

"Who? James?"

"He is your ex," Lena glances sideways at Kara. "I figure you still have some clout with him. You posted a picture with him just last week."

"Oh. That."  Winn had come for a visit with James mostly, but Kara had stumbled in on them and the three of them had gone out to lunch with Lucy and Alex. Lucy was in from wherever the DEO had sent her overseas, and James had no idea she was in town. Kara loves the picture Alex's friend Maggie took of all of them. Her arm is slung over James, Lucy on his other side. He's kissing Lucy's head and holding Kara's hand. Alex was giving Lucy bunny ears, and Winn was leaning against Kara so far he was almost sideways. She'd posted it early Sunday morning, sitting cross legged high above the city, alone in her thoughts and the blood red sunrise that reminded her too much of home. They were her home now, her family.

Lena liked the picture, but she hadn't commented. Kara's a little surprised she's brought it up. "Yes that."

"Does this mean if I ask you for an exclusive quote from Mindy Sorrenson you could hook me up?" It's a bit of a dig; Mindy's been in a few of Lena's Instagram photos, always looking well-sexed and far too cozy to be anything other than romantically involved with Lena. And Kara isn't jealous. No.

Lena coughs, and the flush at the back of her neck goes a little redder. "Right, we'll leave exes out of it then."

Kara laughs, but inwardly, she's panicking, because that's confirmation of something she hadn't thought of, something that makes this feel a little more real. "I don't mind asking James, but if you go down this route, you are going to attract a lot of bad press. You can't be seen to choose a side."

"Actually..." Lena taps her chin. "I know you have connections with Supergirl. Do you think you could get her to come visit me?"

Frowning, Kara tries to follow Lena's train of thought. "Why?"

"What if I do want to pick a side?" Lena grins. "Best do it with National City's own alien hero, right?"

Inwardly, Kara groans.