Crisis On Earth-1

Carry On In Her Name

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Eliza always enjoyed her peace and quiet, and Midvale was about as peaceful and quiet as you could possibly get. Their property was shielded from view by pine trees reaching up into the sky, and their balcony overlooked a beautiful part of the forest Kara and Alex used to always run around in; either playing hide and seek or tag during their weekends. It had all the essential businesses not too far away, and Eliza was more than happy to take a drive into the heart of town and run errands throughout her day to keep herself occupied.

Since both Kara and Alex had left years ago, Eliza found the house to rather too big for her needs, but couldn't bring herself to move. It held to many memories; Clark discovering how to use his powers, Kara and Alex growing up and learning to accept one another despite their shortcomings, and Jeremiah being so excited to finally open the door for the first to the home he'd worked so hard to earn. It wasn't the house that was hard to give up, but the emotional weight it carried on its shoulders.

Sitting down for the evening, Eliza opened her book, 'The Red Queen' and pulled the bookmark out, gently setting it beside her as she began to read. It was a rather enjoyable book thus far, and Eliza was throughly engrossed. She'd lost many hours into this book previously, and this night seemed to be no different. She sipped her tea absentmindedly as she turned the page, adjusting her reading glasses she'd developed a need for in the last few years. She'd prefer not having to wear them at all but they were necessary, and the compliments she'd received on them after she first starting wearing them weren't opposed.

Eliza was quite comfortably content, that is until there was a knock at the door, causing Eliza to quirk a brow. She took her glasses off her face, and rested them safely on top of the book, leaving it open and face down where she'd been sitting. She quickly moved towards the door, and peered through the peephole Alex had demanded she install after she moved out of home, in order to keep her mother safe. Not much of a surprise to find out that it was Alex on the other side of the door, with her hands firmly gripped on her belt. Eliza happily swung the door open, and smiled at her daughter, but Alex looked less than happy to be there. It was unnatural to see Alex so dull, and void.

"Alex! What're you doing here, sweetheart?" Eliza asked, and Alex merely shook her head. She closed her eyes, and tears seeped through the gaps in her eyelids. Eliza felt her stomach knot, she'd seen the look on Alex's face once more, the look of regret and guilt one had when they had to explain to someone that their loved one wasn't coming home. But if Alex had that look on her face, it could only mean one thing.

"Kara... Alex," Eliza's voice wavered. "Where's Kara? Is she safe?" She mumbled, and clenched her fist.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

"No. No, no, Alex. Tell me this is a joke. Tell me you're pulling my leg." Eliza demanded, her voice turning stern. But Alex did no such thing, and the realisation hit Eliza like a freight train at full speed. She put her hand over her mouth, and closed her eyes, trying to hold back the tears to avail. It was useless.
"No! No! No!" Eliza pleaded to anyone who would listen, and fell forwards in her shock. Luckily Alex managed to catch her, and hold her weight. She held her Mom in her arms as the eldest wept for the lose of her daughter, and felt the pain she'd prayed she'd miss. Kryptonians often outlived humans, and it — was once — absurd to think that she would outlive her Kryptonian daughter. Eventually Alex managed to help Eliza up and shuffled her into the house, peering over her shoulder at Oliver who stood, leaning on the car door. She nodded, Oliver nodded back. And with that, Alex went inside to comfort, and explain the situation to her mother. This was already hard enough, and Alex dreaded having to tell Clark the awful truth.