Dove Too Deep

Chapter 1

Cat Grant was fifty-three years old; and in those fifty-three years, she had become a billionaire. She had been married four times, given birth to two incredible young men, built a Media Empire, made herself a household name, launched Supergirl, and was respected and feared professionally, and personally by all. She had a life that many would die for, and she should be happy, she really should, but she wasn't.

Why?

Because she had fallen in love with her twenty-three-year-old assistant.

So, everything she had accomplished had slowly started to crumble out from under her.

At first, she thought a leave of absence would get rid of her unrequited love, but she had been wrong, and when she had come back to National City after her yearlong rendezvous, she had intended to come clean to Kara, and hope for the best... that plan was unsuccessful when she had heard the heartbreaking news:

Kara Danvers; sweet, adorable, loving Kara Danvers, had a boyfriend.

That news had fired daggers directly through her heart. That was the moment she called her one and only friend for a favor. One that Olivia seemed to be more than thrilled to deliver on.

So, she left her share of the business in a blind trust and went to Washington D.C to work as the White House Press Secretary. National City felt more like a prison to her than anything else anymore; yet, her youngest son felt differently and had requested that she allow him to stay in the city with his father.

She obliged, and let him go, only to see him once a month, and on the holidays. She loved her son, she did. But she wasn't the mother that he deserved. He was honest and truly better off without her. Just like Kara was.

So, as she sat at her desk in the White House, watching the news, she smiled as she saw her Girl of Steel fly around in her cape, saving people. "Oh, darling. If only I could be worthy of your love." She whispered. "If only I could have a chance to be the one you love."

An ache in her heart restarted as she realized that she would never get the opportunity to feel those beautiful Kryptonian lips against her own. She would never get to know what it was like to be the girlfriend of Kara Danvers, and she would never get to see what that beautiful face looked like in the morning sun.

She would never get to hold Kara's hand.

She would never get to love Kara the way that she wanted to.

She was Cat Grant, 53-year-old has-been with nowhere left to go but down, and Kara was Kara Danvers, 26-year-old superhero, and journalist with nowhere to go but up. Cat was old enough to be Kara's mother. She would likely die before Kara even aged a day. The only thing Cat would do was bring Kara down with her, and that was something she'd never be willing to do.

She refused to allow herself the relief of tears. She'd spent plenty of nights awake and sobbing over the forbidden love she had for her former assistant. She wasn't about to break one of her golden rules and start crying at work.

A few moments later the president walked into the room and frowned when she saw the tears fighting to be released from her secretary's eyes. She sighed and shook her head as she rounded the blonde's desk. "Catherine Jane Grant, through all the years I've known you I never thought you to be a masochist. If anything, I thought you'd be a sadist."

Cat chuckled and rolled her eyes at her friend. "Yes, well times have changed." She countered.

Olivia clicked her tongue in disapproval. "Mm," She hummed sarcastically. "Or maybe it was a girl that changed you. Specifically, a super girl."

Cat glared at her long-time friend. "I thought we agreed not to bring up a certain Kryptonian."

Olivia chuckled. "We sure did, but I changed my mind."

"What a comforting notion to think that the United States' president can change her mind so flippantly." Cat deadpanned.

"Oh, don't act like you don't want to talk about her. That was practically all you talked about the entire time she was your assistant."

Cat sighed and shook her head as the ache in her chest grew tighter. "She's my weakness," Cat said. "She lowers my defenses but makes me feel so alive at the same time. She makes me weak in all the ways I've always been afraid to be, but stronger in all the right ones." The former Media Mogul said as she fought back her tears. "For someone who isn't a hominine, she sure knows how to make me feel like a normal human being. She's my weakness, but she's also my strength."

Olivia smiled. "You should go to her."

Cat scoffed. "Right, and say what? 'Hello, Kiera I-"

"Well, first I think you should call her by her real name. I wouldn't want to be with someone that called me Natasha instead of Olivia." The Commander in Chief interrupted.

With a grunt and a dismissive hand, gesture Cat continued. "Fine, 'Hello, Kara. I just wanted to let you know that I have been madly in love with you for the past four years. Despite the facts that I am over twice your age, super bitchy, and have never treated you right a day in your life, I was wondering if you'd dump your age appropriate boyfriend and date me instead.' Would that work, Liv? Because I'm pretty sure that'd be the opposite of productive."

The leader of the free world chuckled. "Maybe just ask her out to dinner, first? Anyway didn't you say that she broke up with her boyfriend?"

"Yeah, because a woman like that would even glance my direction for a potential life partner," Cat said sarcastically. "Plus, I'm pretty sure she is still infatuated with Mr. Olsen, so I'm positive that if she didn't get back with her boyfriend, she is most definitely courting the handsome and dreamy CEO of my company."

"Well, I think you might be making a trip to National City, now anyway." The Durlan said with a look of horror on her face as she stared at the screen in front of her.

Cat furrowed her brow and looked back at the brunette incredulously. "What the ever-living hell do you mea-."

She cut herself off as she directed her eyes to the tv screen to see an unconscious Supergirl being carried from a fight scene with her sister looking devastated. At the sight, Cat's heart dropped into her stomach, and her stomach fell to the ground.

The President of the United States was right, Cat would be going to National City, and she was going to be using Air Force one to do so.

Notes:

This was something that popped into my head while I watched the first episode of season three. The way she smiled at Cat on the tv screen gave me the need to write SuperCat once again. If you think that this is a decent idea, let me know and I will definitely continue this. :)