Crisis

Old and New Frien...emies?

THIRTY-TWO HOURS EARLIER...

"These dampeners aren't working, Cisco!" Supergirl yelled over the comms as she was chasing The Reverse Flash through DC. After searching and searching, they found reports of Eobard being in Downtown DC, making his way North, thanks to some media posters reporting about a red and yellow blur.

"Because I forgot to change the frequency to negative Speed Force but Winn and I are working on it now—"

"Done!" Winn threw the dampener bomb to Cisco who slightly fumbled with it as he caught it.

"Kara, location!"

"The Monument!"

Flash opened a breach and took the grenade from the former meta. "Ready when you are, Supergirl."

The yellow streak ran a few times around all flags before going up the building. "NOW!" Flash jumped through and he was soon falling through the air, side by side to The Pencil. He pulled the pin and threw it in front of the evil speedster's path, exploding on impact of the building.

"Woo!" Winn and Cisco screamed, high fiving. "That's what I'm talkin' about!"

Eobard started falling and Supergirl caught him as Flash blew mini tornadoes to slow his fall and landed not-so-gracefully on the ground. He sighed with a grin when he saw his mother's killer knocked out in her arms. 

"Go get her. I'll get him to the—" a gust of wind and the man in yellow was at his feet "—lab." The speedster pursed his lips and nodded to himself. "Must be how people feel when I leave."

Supergirl flew back to this earth's prison, Iron Heights, where she initially found Eobard in his old cell. She did see Lena, but it was a hologram of her. She now tried to hone in on her heartbeat; surrounded by lead or not, she had to find her.

"—ara." She blasted off high in the sky, slowly going North just to make sure she was going the right direction. "I want you to— no that's not it. I need you to hear me right now." At her voice and her pleads, she went faster, putting her fists in front of her to gain speed.

"Please," Lena softly sobbed, sniffling as she shook her head. "I don't need Supergirl right now, I need Kara Zor-El."

Supergirl crashed in through the balcony window of an abandoned club in Metropolis, shattering the glass all over the floor. Her helmet came off as she ran over to tied-up Lena. "Lena—"

"I'm so sorry," she sobbed, her head dropping in the hands that were holding her face as Kara bent down to look at her.

"Hey, hey, look at me, it's not your fault."

"No, Kara, that's not it."

"She was talking about what she did for me." The blonde's jaw clenched and her teeth ground before she stood up, turning around and faced the smug Lex Luthor from their earth.

"What did you do," she growled through her teeth.

"Oh, nothing too bad, honestly." Lex sipped on his scotch, placing it on the desk behind her as he leaned back against it. "Just.. gave me back what was taken from me, that's all." He tightened his grip on the desk, making the metal bend under his hold just so easily.

"You have something else planned, don't you?"

"The exact same question my dearest sister asked me."

"We may be blood-related but you are no brother of mine," Lena says apathetically.

"Ouch," Lex says with a hand to his chest. "That hurt. Just like that shot to the chest." Lena's eyes flare with anger, fists clenched with a need to punch him. "Harsh. But yes, the Kryptonian is right. Lena, dear, do you remember what I did eight years ago?"