North American Vampire Council & Past Calling (Hypernaturals 12 & 13)

Byplay

Morgan sighed in the face of the angry/jealous woman and looked away from Cherlynn and over at me accusingly. "Adrian! I told you not to tell anyone about me being Supergirl at the Con. We TALKED about that. No one knew it was me, you, and your big mouth."

We never found a picture from the Con of Morgan as Supergirl anywhere at the house. Ken would not have known that was her, to know to clip that from the paper.

I shrugged.

"How do you know it was him? It might have been me. You know how I like you in that wig." Helen asked, playing along.

Jessica agreed, piling onto the plan that appeared out of nowhere. As usual. How to tell we have been married to each other for a while. "Not going to lie: She IS cute in it. Personally, I like the costume though. I mean: Wow."

"I like that too." Helen agreed.

"Especially on the floor next to the bed." I chimed in to make it as obviously sexual as possible.

"Hell yes." Jessica enthused.

Cherlynn was properly nonplussed, her anger derailed in the silly non sequitur response to her confrontation of her non-rival. "What?"

Morgan went on. "Look: To be fair to me, the whole thing was not my idea. I needed handcuffs, and 'Wonder Woman' over there threw me the furry ones she bought. Jessica was Wonder Woman, of course. Meanwhile. Adrian, as Flash, just stood there with his teeth in his mouth. I had to move fast. The guy had a weapon. Thank god I had the wig on, but I told all of them I did NOT want anyone to know it was me. The picture in the paper was not good enough for an ID. I thought. Blabber-mouths."

Sam jumped in "Wait: That was YOU? At the Con in Austin? YOU were the Supergirl that knocked the weirdo down and cuffed them before they could hurt that actress?"

"Crap." Morgan complained. "Sam: Not a damn word. You hear me?"

"The Con people are offering a reward for that still! They have no idea who that was." Sam said.

Morgan growled, "And KEEP it that way, Sam, or I swear I know where you live, and you will not enjoy what I do with that knowledge. You have never seen a house wrapped the way I can do it. You'll be cleaning toilet paper off your yard for a week."

Morgan said in a confidential aside To Cherlynn: "This is what happens when you are involved with Comic Book geeks."

"I am not a comic book geek, but I like you in that costume. You look really nice as a blonde superhero." Helen said. About 10% sexual leer snuck into the tone. A companion to my 'next to the bed' comment.

Sam got in on it. "Behind her back, on the squad, her nickname was 'SuperCop', because of her closure rate and such. Jealousy of her from other cops, mostly. Meant to be sarcastic, but turned into a sort of resigned-to-reality nickname after we closed cases that had stuff in it only she understood at first. Not to mention her lack of fear of authorities or other cops. Do right or 'SuperCop' was going to take you out. That kind of thing."

Jessica nodded "I can see that."

"Really? SuperCop?" Morgan said, and it seemed sincere that this is the first she ever heard of that.

Cherlynn pivoted her head from person to person as we riposted around about the nickname and the costume. Cherlynn gave up on her idea of confrontation finally. No point. We just demonstrated Morgan is ours and in a non-threatening way. "I think I will go back and see how my dad is. Excuse me."

Once Cherlynn was gone, Sam asked "That was really you?"

I showed him a picture on my phone. Morgan, Jessica, and I in full costume. Only Jessica easily identifiable. If you knew it was Morgan and focused on her face, you could see it. "It really was."