Letters

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 set in season 2a, pre-Sanvers 

"Kara, I know that you nearly never get sick, but there is no good reason for you to be so incredibly dramatic about it." Lena Luthor says in one of her most business like tones.

"No Lena, you don't get it... I never get sick. The last time that I got sick was during the National City earthquake incident." Kara said with a meaningful look. "When I'm at full strength, human illnesses don't affect me. I only get sick when I've had a solar flare."

"Oh... is that why Supergirl was missing during the earthquake? You had blown out your powers?" Lena sits down on the edge of the bed and hesitantly pats Kara's hand.

The two women hadn't been together for very long and Lena had even more recently been let in on Kara's secret. Kara and Lena had soldiered through one of the rockiest relationships that National City had ever seen. Snapper Carr had tried his hardest to twist his newest stringer's relationship to his journalistic advantage, nearly leading Lena breaking it off when one of Kara's investigations struck a little too close to home. It wasn't until the new CEO of LCorp overheard Kara putting her job on the line in a verbal battle against her angry boss; clearly for the sake of her relationship with Lena. The worst fight of them all, though... had been when Kara actually had broken it off.

"No, Lena. If you aren't going to be able to trust me, and to respect my privacy, then we can't do this. We can discuss this again when I've calmed down." Kara didn't yell or scream or cry and that was what scared Lena the most.

"But Kara, can't you just try to understand why I would have my suspicions? Everyone in my life has wanted something from me; my money or my connections. Even you once used me to get to Roulette, but I tried Kara, I tried to trust you and after you started that story for Snapper and I caught you; I gave into my worst instincts..." Lena's voice was desperate and Kara could tell that she was on the verge of tears.

"I fight my instincts all day; everyday, Lena. Sometimes it doesn't seem worth it anymore but still; I fight. You could've gotten Alex killed, Lena. With her cover blown, Edge would have stopped at nothing to get her out of the way... out of his organization. If Supergirl hadn't gotten there in time, and trust me, it was on of her closest calls yet, I would've lost my sister; the one person in my life who has always been there for me. She's been my constant since the day that I was dropped off at her doorstep." Kara's voice is so pained and unsounded that all Lena wants is to go to her and to make it better, but that would be the last thing that Kara wanted. Lena restrained herself.

"How..."Lena's voice broke and she seemed to change her mind about something. "How can I make this better? How can I fix us?"

"You can't, at least, for now you can't. I need time, Lena but don't worry, your secrets are safe with me." Kara's blue eyes flash bitterly before she turned to go, two packed bags hanging from a white-knuckled clenched fist.

"I'm sorry, Kara. I never meant for it to turn out this way." Lena apologized, and for once she actually meant it.

"I know that you didn't, and for the record, I'm sorry too." Kara says, and Lena could just barely hear the crying as the door shut behind her. 

It was three months before Kara could bring herself to move back in with Lena and one more before she decided to out herself to her girlfriend.

<em> "She deserves the truth, Alex! Don't worry, I'll leave you and J'onn and the DEO out of it. Those aren't my stories to tell. You know that she can't stand to not have all of the answers; but she put that to the side for me. I don't want to hide anything from her. It kills me to not be truthful." Karaa stalks her sister around the DEO seeking her approval.

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