Chapter Text
I’m trying to get out
Find a subtle way out
Not to cross myself out
Not to disappear
Supergirl landed gently on pristine marble tile, her cape the only indication of her arrival as it snapped in the breeze. The traffic below drowned out the sound, and there was no movement from inside the apartment that indicated otherwise.
The hero stepped forward, trying her best to ignore the way the sunset behind her cast her shadow long and imposing toward the balcony doors.
Supergirl tried one last time to scan the floor, but found it impossible. ‘Lined with lead?’
She hesitated, sharply tuned senses trying to discern the whereabouts of the owner of the apartment. She could hear a faucet running somewhere toward the opposite end of the floor and assumed the other woman was in the shower.
The girl of steel hesitated at the threshold before stepping inside, her brief internal battle lost as Kal El’s voice echoed in her mind.
Normally she would never enter the home of a civilian, unless it was in the case of an emergency but her cousin had been adamant she inspect the home of one Lena Luthor.
He would have done it himself, he had almost flown to National City to do so but Kara had told him she would. That she had the situation under control, he had other things to worry about.
She knew that he was also severely biased, his experiences with Lena’s older brother leaving him with no trust for the rest of the Luthor family.
Supergirl hovered silently over the hardwood floor, her eyes glancing over the kitchen and scanning for anything out of the ordinary. She found nothing.
Lena had gotten home only fifteen or so minutes before, leaving the doors to her spacious balcony open after a quick dinner.
The dishes from said dinner were soaking in the sink and from what Supergirl could tell, they were some of the very few to be unpacked from thick card board boxes.
Blue eyes paused on a beautifully manicured bonsai that graced the CEO’s breakfast bar, for such a small plant, it stood out brilliantly against the emptiness that surrounded it.
Supergirl had noticed that the youngest Luthor seemed to have a thing for plants. A wide variety of herbs and tropical plants on display on her balcony and her office had some of the most beautiful orchids that the blonde had ever seen, even from her view in the sky.
The hero made her way quickly through the living room and once again found nothing incriminating. The only thing of interest being two large picture frames on the fireplace mantle, placed face down although they had been thoughtfully placed and unpacked.
The blonde’s brows knit together as she approached, her curiosity getting the better of her. The first frame, the larger of the two, was a family portrait. Lena stood tall, face with only a slight smile as she stood beside her brother.
Supergirl returned the frame to the mantle with a soft frown, hesitating before gently lifting the second. This image was much different, a broad and light smile flashed across Lena’s features as she hugged her brother tightly. They were both laughing about something that was lost to the hero.
Feeling as if she were imposing, Supergirl moved on through the rest of the apartment. Office, spare bedroom, guest bathroom, all which came back clean. Nothing out of the ordinary, just more unpacked boxes. The office had appeared to be the most used space, but Lena only had interest in bringing typical spreadsheets and documents from her family’s company.
Lead lined walls urged Supergirl back the hallway toward the master bedroom, knowing that Kal had trusted Lex for years before he had showed his true colors.
She could hear the water running even louder now, a constant thrum of white noise.
The Super flinched as her gentle push to Lena’s door caused the hinge to creak. She paused for a moment before moving forward, her ears catching the faintest hint of movement from behind her.
“I keep telling myself that I need to grease that.” Lena said in a low hiss as she pushed open the door to her bathroom.
Supergirl froze, a sick feeling twisting her stomach. She gasped as the floor rose to meet her as she fell to one knee. Blue eyes sought out the other woman and widened when they fell on a small chunk of kryptonite.
“W-why do you have that?” Supergirl asked dumbly, fear tightening her chest.
What if Kal hadn’t been biased at all?
“Why are you in my home?” Lena countered, her lip curling into a sneer. She didn't seem to be at all ashamed in her state of undress. Blouse already tossed to her hamper, black bra doing nothing to hide the flush of anger across her face and neck.
Supergirl swallowed thickly, "My cousin, Superman-"
Lena laughed, the sound harsh and biting. "Of course. Come to damn me before my company can even be renamed, my building completely set up! Doing a service really... I'm sure he's told you all about my brother."
The hero watched pain flicker across the other woman's features, she sucked in a deep breath before trying to rise onto unsteady legs.
Lena's eyes flashed at the movement and she thrust the Kryptonite back toward the blonde, forcing her back to the floor. "Why are you here?"
Supergirl grit her teeth, as she attempted to swallow the nausea bubbling at the back of her throat. "I wanted to see, for myself-"
Lena grabbed her roughly by her cape, forcing her to look back over her shoulder. "And what do you see?"
Supergirl looked her in the eye, before allowing her eyes to drift over the other woman and take in her stance, not just her expression. To see the way that her knuckles were white as she clutched the Kryptonite. "I see, someone who is afraid... Someone who is angry, for all the right reasons. I-I should have never entered without permission, especially with what has happened. I'm sorry."
Lena's jaw flexed, she lowered the Kryptonite before gently tugging on the cape. "Didn't anyone ever tell you heroes these things are dangerous?" Her voice was low, but softer now, her green grey eyes watching the other woman closely.
The ghost of a smile twitched at the corner of Supergirl's mouth and she gasped as she felt the sharp tip of a stiletto dig into the curve of her back.
Lena released the cape and watched with a small amount of satisfaction as the hero tumbled forward onto her floor. "Get out."
Supergirl did as she was told and was gone before Lena could reach her bathroom door. Steam swirled from the room and the young CEO sighed, returning the Kryptonite to its place in the pendant that rested on her sternum.