Chapter Text
Not How We Planned This
It was four in the afternoon on a Saturday, and Kara Danvers came to a gentle landing on Cat Grant's bedroom balcony. She knew she had an open invitation there, and she could see the shadows of movement on the other side of the wide glass doors. She smiled, stepping lightly and opening the door very quietly so that she could sneak up behind her girlfriend and wrap her arms around her from behind.
Cat barely startled as the other woman embraced her, merely rolling her eyes slightly at Kara's affectionate nature (which she secretly loved) and angling her head to the side to leave her sensitive neck more open to Kara's attention.
It had been a bit over six months since the two of them had finally stopped dancing around each other. Six months and two weeks and three days, Kara would say. Six months, two weeks, three days and twelve hours, Cat would add. Because it had been four in the morning that night months before when Kara had landed on that same balcony, exhausted, injured and just unable to fly any further after a particularly hard fight with an alien who had been reluctant to be recaptured.
Cat had burst through the doors at the sound of Kara's less-than-silent landing and her startled exclamation of "Oh my God, Kara!" as she completely forgot that she was supposed to still be pretending that Kara and Supergirl were not one and the same, had led to a similarly off-the-cuff response from Kara.
The young blonde had just muttered, "Oh, to hell with it," and had stepped up to Cat, tugged her forward and planted a hungry kiss on her willing lips.
It had been the end of a ridiculously long charade and the beginning of a surprisingly non-dysfunctional relationship between them.
Now, six months, two weeks, three days and twelve hours later, both friends and family were used to their relationship, but Kara did try to limit her visits as Supergirl in case the paparazzi was out there. So this visit, in the suit, was somewhat unexpected, but nevertheless very welcome by Cat.
The two of them hadn't seen each other since Thursday when Kara had been called to the DEO to help with yet another Fort Rozz escapee. They had kept in contact, because Kara knew that Cat worried incessantly when she was off fighting, but brief calls couldn't compare to warm embraces. Carter, who adored Kara and could not have been happier about their relationship, was at his father's for the weekend, so before the inconveniently timed escape, they had planned on a romantic weekend together and Cat was happy that Kara hadn't wasted time going back to her own apartment before joining her.
It was sometime later, following numerous heated kisses, that Kara finally pulled back and smiled down at Cat.
"Planning on ditching the uniform any time soon?" The older woman asked, running her index finger down the middle of Kara's chest.
Kara smirked.
"What? I thought you always wanted National City's hero on her knees to worship you," she said slyly.
"Yes, but I prefer Kara Danvers in my bed making love with me," Cat said, gaze turning surprisingly soft and open.
Kara felt as if her heart could melt into a puddle of goo at any moment and was just reaching for Cat's hand when the media magnate's phone started buzzing away on the nightstand.
"You'd better get that, never know what news is breaking," Kara said, while at the same time casting a sultry look that clearly said that she would be much more satisfying than any news story.
Cat was close to ignoring the incessant rattling noise, but then she let out a little sigh and stepped back to retrieve the phone.
"It might be Carter, but don't lose your train of thought," she said with a wink.
When she saw the caller ID, she was surprised to see that it was Alex Danvers.
The two had had a comfortable relationship after Alex's required "if you hurt my sister, I will put you in a cell so deep in the ground you'll have to look up to look down" speech, but they weren't exactly phone buddies.
"Alex? Kara's right here. Was she supposed to debrief with you?" Cat asked, casting a suspicious glance at her girlfriend who was well-known for her tendency to avoid the DEO's medical personnel following missions.
"No. Look, I'll get to the point. Carter thinks you're cheating on Kara."
Kara, who had of course been listening in, courtesy superhearing, let out a short gasp, as Cat's eyes grew wide and she started to shake her head rapidly.
"What? Alex, no! I don't know what he is talking about but I would never hurt her like that!" she said vehemently, while her eyes were pleading with Kara to believe the same thing.
"Whoa, whoa! Let me finish!" Alex exclaimed. "He thinks you're cheating on her with Supergirl!"
Kara let out another gasp, but Cat just covered her eyes with her hand and started rubbing at the headache that was blooming there.
"Why? How? Whatever gave him that idea?" she asked, utterly confused.
"Apparently he just saw you 'sucking face with her', as he put it, about ten minutes ago," Alex replied dryly.
Yet another gasp from Kara, and this time Cat shot her a warning glare before turning her attention back to the phone.
"That's impossible. Carter is with his father this weekend."
"Not as of about half an hour ago, he's not. His father had some emergency, and Carter didn't want to be left with his, and again I quote, 'horrible girlfriend', and so he made his dad drop him back at your place. He saw you two on the balcony through the living room window, and he called me in a panic, begging me to call Kara and make sure she didn't drop by. He was freaking out pretty badly so I told him to go to his room, but I called you instead of Kara in case he decided to snoop. I figured that Supergirl answering the phone like Kara would probably be a bit of a giveaway, although I'm guessing that's a moot point now. Unless you want him to keep thinking you're two-timing my sister."
"Your sense of humor needs work, Agent Danvers," Cat responded, now rubbing at her temples and keeping an eye on her girlfriend who was currently pacing back and forth in front of her.
"Yeah, I do my best. Good luck, you two," she said, and then ended the call with no more formalities.
Cat tossed the phone onto the bed, and the second she did so, Kara started talking in her rapid-fire babble-style while continuing to pace.
"This is so not good," she started. "I know you said we'd need to tell him eventually, but it's only been six months, and I'm sure you were thinking we should wait longer. I mean, I'm not planning on going anywhere, but maybe you are? I mean we never talk about that kind of thing, and anyway, maybe you don't want Carter getting so attached, and really, how much more attached can he get than if he finds out you're dating his hero? And Rao, will that mean he's only happy about us being together because I'm her? Or she's me? Or we're each other? And this just means he'll be even more at risk if he accidentally tells anyone. Not that I think he would tell anyone, because he's a great kid and totally trustworthy, but..."
She was cut off mid-babble by Cat stepping into her path and planting a strong hand on her chest and an even stronger kiss on her lips. When breathing became an issue, they rested their foreheads together, and Kara was noticeably calmer.
"I'm not planning on going anywhere, either," Cat told her. "Six months is plenty of time for me to know that. I knew it after about six weeks. I've been waiting for you to bring it up because it's your secret, not mine, and I know that Alex isn't exactly thrilled with the fact that literally every person you are close to knows about your alter-ego." She took a half-step back but just so that she could reach up and rest her hand over Kara's heart. "I love that Carter is attached to you, and trust me when I tell you that it's you he will always love. Kara Danvers. That you are also Supergirl will just be icing on the cake for him."
Kara blinked a few times as she processed everything that had just been said. It was a little hard to comprehend that most of her most secretly held dreams were being answered in one short speech.
"You're sure about all that?" she whispered, afraid that emotion would clog her throat if she spoke any louder.
"Absolutely sure," Cat replied, grabbing Kara's hand and swiftly taking charge of the situation. "Now let's go tell my son that his mother would never be foolish enough to risk losing one of the best things that ever happened to her."