The Secrets We Keep

A Different Kind Of Love

Kara's POV

I wake up feeling groggy with a sense of loss within my stomach and begin to panic but it is quickly is overtaken by a feeling of immense love as I see in the corner of the room a sleeping Mon-El with a small baby laying on his bare chest. I smile at the scene before me but it all quickly comes crashing down as I remember the situation. Mon-El was no longer mine, and this man was not the Mon-El I fell in love with. He was different now.

Mon-El must sense my movement as he slowly opens his eyes looking down at the sleeping baby on his chest, realizing that the movement was not from the small baby on his chest he looks up, connecting his eyes with mine.

'I'm sorry, Alex said that he needed the skin on skin contact and you were still asleep, I'm-' My mind no longer pays attention as I stare down at the little one of his chest,

'You said he?' I ask as my heart bursts,

'You have a son Kara, and by Rao is he perfect.' I begin to cry, and Mon-El immediately stands tightly holding our son to his chest as he heads over to me, I hold out my arms as I force my sore body into a sitting position. Mon-El slowly places the sleeping boy into my arms and I hold him against my chest, feeling his little heart beating.

I take him in and smile at how much of a carbon copy he is of his father, he has small tufts of dark hair covering his head but I suddenly feel him stirring in my arms and as he opens his eyes I gasp, Mon-El laughs,

'I did the exact same thing, looks like there is another set of comets in the world.' I smile back at Mon-El and lean down to place a kiss on my son's head. I can tell there are so many unanswered questions lingering between us.

'Look Kara I know-' Mon-El starts but I interject

'Let's save the questions for another time Mon-El, can we just enjoy this moment okay? I didn't think I'd ever feel this happy again and I just want to hold onto it for a few more moments before I have to lose a piece of it again.' I see his face drop and he offers me a sad smile,

'I'm going to get Alex, she asked me to tell her when you woke.' I nod and return my attention to the little boy in my arms. Mon-El grabs his t-shirt, placing it back on and heads out the door, giving us one last glance.

As soon as Mon-El leaves the room, the little boy begins to cry softly,

"Oh baby, are you hungry, there you go my beautiful boy," I say as I unbutton the top few buttons of my shirt and move it aside so he can easily latch on. I begin to lose track of time as I spend the first of many precious moments with my son until there is a soft knock at the door,

"Just give me a minute" I try to adjust myself however the door opens abruptly,

"Kara?" It's Mon-El but he quickly sees what I am doing and diverts his eyes, "Sorry, erm, I didn't real-" he begins to mumble,

"Mon-El it's fine, it's a natural thing." He only nods and begins to approach us slowly.

"I know I said I wouldn't ask questions but I'm not going to lie, Kara, I'm struggling with all of this, a few days ago I was in the future and today I have a son. I'm so scared, what if we can't protect him?"

I can see the worry in his eyes and as much as I want to reassure him, I can't. I share his worries and understand that every villain in the universe is going to want my child.

"Mon-El," I whisper and I feel his eyes burning directly into mine, "Are you staying?" His face softens and he lightly places his palm on our little boy's cheek,

"When I left, I spent years trying to find my way back to you and I didn't even know he existed, there is no way I'm leaving now." I can see the tears building in his eyes,

"But what about your wife? Mon-El where have you been?" He halts his movement,

"Kara please know I tried, I tried so hard to find my way back and when I couldn't Imra helped me build a life in the 31st Century, I have so much to tell you but at the moment I think we just need to focus on him."

I can only nod as the small Daxtonian unlatches from my nipple and begins to drift off.

"You know I'm going to admit throughout my pregnancy I secretly wished for a boy, I think I was just so desperate for some kind of living memory of you. The world was moving on around me but for the first few months, I constantly felt like I was always back in that field saying goodbye to you. I was reliving that pain all day, every day. Mon-El, I know you're married and things are different now but I think we can do it, I think I can make this work for him, for me" I whisper looking down at my arms.

I feel Mon-El rubbing my back before he takes our son from my arms, allowing me to adjust myself.

"Have you thought about any names?" He asks and I stall,

'I always liked Luca but now that you're here, I thought we could decide together.'

'I like Luca, Little Luca Zor-El.'

I begin to well up, and Mon-El quickly notices,

"Kara, you okay?" I begin to choke on my approaching sobs, and Mon-El quickly places Luca gently down before pulling me up and encasing me in his arms.

I don't manage to get any words out before there is someone in the doorway hovering.

"Mon-El I need to speak to you Immediately."

He turns around to see Imra and his face quickly becomes stern. I can feel the tension within his body begin to increase.

"It's about the mission and its urgent." I begin to feel confused, What mission?

"Mon-El?"

I once again feel his eyes burning into mine. What on earth is going on?