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Chapter 2 (Rewrite)

Summary: With Kara healing, both mentally and physically, and Oliver healing mentally, they want the chance to talk something out. With Barry and Cisco out catching a meta, and Caitlin apologizing to her date, so Oliver and Kara have a few moments alone. They talk for a while, and find that they have more in common than they thought. Enjoy!

(Kara's P.O.V)

After a few hours under the sun lamps, I was perfectly fine. Or, that's how I felt anyways. Considering someone, not even three hours ago, came out of a breach and shot me with Kryptonite bullets. Three times, in the side. Still hurts a little bit, but I'm perfectly fine. Caitlin let me wear a S.T.A.R Labs sweatshirt and some sweatpants that were lying around. They didn't smell the best, but it's better than being naked.

I turned off all of the sun lamps as I left the room. I didn't spot anybody, so I assume that they're all doing their own thing. Although, I did hear the telltale thwick of an arrow being released and I smiled, glad that Oliver didn't leave. I decided, though, that it would be best to leave him alone for now.

I wondered around, and tried to find something to do. In the end I decided it would be best if I did a few laps around the Cortex. I exited the room, after doing so, and I felt more energized than I did before.

I sat down in one of the chairs, in front of their monitors, and I spun around until I was dizzy. "Ugghhh, I'm bored," I said out loud, to myself. I wish I knew Central City better, I would probably get out there and explore some more. But, I am not well versed with the ways of Central City.

I started singing to myself a song that my mother taught me when I was a child. It was a beautiful, soft, melody.

"What are you singing?" Oliver Queen's voice came from behind me. I turned around and stopped singing. "Don't stop, I just want to know what you're singing, I don't understand the language you're singing in," he continues.

"It's Kryptonian. It's an old song that my people used to sing when they had nothing else to do, or in times of need of hope," I explain and return to singing. His facial features soften and he listens along intently.

"You have a beautiful voice," he inputs when I'm finished with the song. I smile and thank him.

"Do you mind telling me about your planet? Or is that too sensitive of a topic?" He inquires and I take a deep breath. Yes, while talking about my planet, and my people generally is a sensitive topic, I feel like this is something that I just need to tell him.

"What exactly do you want to know?" I press and clear my throat, looking away for a moment.

"Just, what kind of people were your parents, were they kind like you? Were they selfish? How are you so chipper, especially since your whole planet...exploded? I'm sorry if I'm asking too personal of a question, but you intrigue me, and I'd just like to know," I can't meet his eyes.

"It's fine," I say and he sits down in the chair beside me. "My parents were the most incredible people you could ever meet, on the surface. But, when I got to earth, I learned about some of their darkest secrets. My aunt Astra tried to stop the planet from exploding, even if it was in the most barbaric way possible. She told me secrets about my parents that I never knew before. My parents were kind of selfish, to answer one of your questions. I realize that, yes, they claim that they tried to save the planet, but they created all these things that will come back and and kick me in the ass," I pause to clear my throat again. Trying to swallow down the lump in my throat. I looked up when he placed a hand on my shoulder, gently urging me on. "I think the reason I'm so chipper is because, if I'm not I won't be able to live with myself. I try to keep myself happy and such but sometimes, when I think about my family, and my planet, I just...I get really sad," I finish my statement and gulp. Blinking back tears.