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Maggie Sawyer never expected to ever see her parents again, not after they kicked her out at the age of fourteen. She never planned to go back to Blue Springs and considering the fantastic life she had, the past was something she felt she could put behind her. Of course, when things are amazing it means the shoe finally drops so that was how Maggie Sawyer found herself face to face with her parents again after twenty years.
Due to an incident with punching the mayor’s nephew, although in her defense the man had had all but assaulted her partner’s daughter, Maggie found herself assigned to the newly created Tourist Division. Created mainly for alien visitors to National City, at least fifty humans stopped by every day to get an official tour. Cop run tours were pricy but out-of-towners felt safer considering some of the history-rich tourist sites were in alien living areas. She still didn’t understand why several alien districts had been erected and she’d both ranted and listened to Kara’s rant, which ended with a few broken wine glasses, regarding it.
The sound of the buzzer at the desk had Maggie dragging herself from inventorying tour supplies and glancing at the cop next to her, whom seemed too busy texting his girlfriend to get their guests. “That’s fine Johnson, just keep texting her but I’ll be sure to tell her you’re a lazy-ass cop who can’t do his job.”
The guy smirked, “not all of us have federal agents as significant others Sawyer.”
She yanked the phone away and threw it on the table behind her, leaning down to look at the rookie cop. “Maybe but at least my wife knows I work my ass off even during my demotion period.”
“How did you get that demotion again?” He smirked at her, “punching a politician’s nephew if I recall.”
The buzzer sounded again and Maggie stood up, ignoring the bastard to help the newest guests to National City. Walking around to the desk, she picked up the clipboard that held a purchase form and a brochure regarding tours. “Welcome to NCPD’s Tourist Division, how can I help you today?”
The elderly couple smiled and the man, taller than his petite wife, leaned in. “We’d like the best tour you have available.”
“Of course, here is our brochure and the purchase form.” She put both on the counter. “I’ll need your driver’s licenses for records, political BS if you ask me.”
Both took out their licenses and handed them over while the woman filled out the form. Maggie went to scan the IDs into the computer and paused while looking down at them. The faces were familiar, that she realized and wondered why, but it was the names that made her freeze. A voice startled her, “is there a problem ma’am?”
Maggie finished scanning and smiled, “no sir, just haven’t seen a Nebraskan license before.” It was a complete lie but she handed them back to him. “All done.”
“Thank you.” The woman handed back the clipboard. “We’ll have the green-light tour of course.”
“Yes ma’am.” Maggie sat down at the computer and started flipping through information. “We don’t have any more green-lights today but I can schedule you for tomorrow morning at nine.” She looked up at them, “is that acceptable?”
They looked between themselves before the man answered. “Of course.”
“Good.” She looked down at the clipboard, “okay Mr. and Mrs. Sawyer I have you scheduled for a green-light tour at nine with Officer Brighten.” She looked up at them, “how many will be joining you for the tour or is it just the two of you?”
They looked between each other, “just the two of us.” The woman smiled at her, “do we pay now or after?”
“After, so if there’s any issues we can refund you.” She stood up with the information in hand, “have a pleasant day.”
Just as she turned to leave the man spoke, “do you know which department we use to locate someone?”
She turned to meet their eyes, “pardon?”
The woman looked at her husband for a moment. “Our daughter, we haven’t seen her in two decades and we learned she moved to Gotham and then here. We’d like to try to locate her.”
Maggie swallowed, thankful for the clipboard she was holding that was covering her throat. “You could try the City Information Division.”
“Thank you.”
As soon as they left, Maggie headed to the back and hit Johnson upside the head. “I’m leaving for the day, go manage the front.”
“You can’t leave; we still have five more hours.”
She turned to him and raised an eyebrow, “you want to try to stop me?” He stood up as she spoke, “I’m sure my wife would love to hear about how one of my fellow officers tried to stop me and I dislocated his shoulder. She’d come dislocate your other afterwards.” He gulped and grabbed the clipboard, “thought so.”
The DEO was a ten minute walk from where NCPD was located and as Maggie neared the building she pulled her wallet from her pocket and removed the FBI visitors badge from a pocket. Heading inside the building, she slid the badge through one of the scanners near the elevators and waited, the screen lit up and she scanned her eye. As soon as her eye was scanned a blurb appeared welcoming her.
Entering the elevator, she scanned her eye and her thumb before pressing a button that would take her to the top floors. A simple press to a black button had her asking a question. “Location of Agent Danvers?”
“Agent Danvers is located in Lab 14.” The voice was automated and Maggie reached over to press a specific floor button.
She found her beautiful wife sitting at a computer talking softly while watching a molecular structure form on the screen. It clearly wasn’t human DNA but it was interesting to watch.
“…and the guanine goes with cytosine and adenine with thymine. Except in the case of RNA when adenine pairs with uracil.”
Maggie smiled at her, “it’s a little early for biochemistry, don’t you think.”
“Oh it’s never too early.” Alex turned towards Maggie and smiled, looking down at the baby in her lap. “She woke up early from her nap and was fussy. Kara had an emergency so Maia had to come to Mommy’s work.”
Brown wisps of hair covered the baby’s head and moved slightly as she looked up at her mother. Warm brown eyes melted Maggie’s heart just as much as a tiny coo that emerged from the baby. “Hi baby, of course Mama is here.” She made quick strides and scooped the baby into her arms, grinning as the three month old found herself in the air. “Oh I missed you.”
“Get off early?”
“Something like that.” Maggie pulled Maia close and held her as Alex made her way over. “So guess who signed up for a tour today?”
Alex looked up at the ceiling, “don’t tell me but,” she looked back at her wife, “Clark Kent?”
“I wish.” Maggie kissed her daughter’s head as the baby played with the necklace that held her engagement ring. NCPD policy allowed wedding bands but no engagement rings if one did field work, since apparently there had been too many re-imbursement claims submitted due to lost or damaged rings. “My parents came in, didn’t recognize me but they signed up for a tour. Then proceeded to ask me, as an unknown officer, where they could locate their daughter.”
“Oh babe.” Alex put a hand on Maggie’s arm and pulled her in, hugging her wife close. “No matter what happens, I’m here.” She pulled back and rubbed her finger against Maia’s jaw before smiling. “We both are and we aren’t going anywhere. Plus, if your parents piss you off, they’ll piss me off and that’ll piss Kara off. She could always throw them out of National City or the sun, your preference of course.”
“Of course.” Maggie nodded. “Thanks Alex.”
“Niece!” Kara’s voice floated through the hall as she neared the lab. “Niece!” She entered in her Supergirl costume and made grabby hands towards Maia. “My niece!”
Both women nodded and Maggie handed the baby over, the little girl all too happy to see the third favorite woman in her life. Kara looked up at her sisters, because Maggie was definitely her sister and she’d fight anyone who said otherwise, to see their expressions. “What’s going on?”
“My parents came to town, didn’t recognize me but want to find me.” Maggie waved her sister-in-law off. “Nothing big.”
“Oh.” Kara stood up straighter and managed to look threatening despite the baby in her arms. “Do I need to throw them into the sun?”
Maggie put up a hand, “not yet, it’s been twenty years. I think, as much as I’m going to regret this, we should see where it goes.” She looked over at Alex, “beside if they still don’t want me, I have a pretty awesome family here that would fight aliens and whatnot without a second thought because they love me.”
“Damn straight.” Alex put an arm around her wife. “Any moment of any day.”
“Language!” Kara whisper-shouted while covering Maia’s ear.
Maggie merely raised an eyebrow, “like that matters when your ex taught her all the Daxamite and Kryptonite curse words in one hour. Mon-El recorded the whole thing because apparently important events must be captured and learning her first alien language is important. I thought it was cute until J’onn told us what each word meant.”
“I’m going to kill him.”
Alex took back her daughter, “I’m just glad you dumped him, I would have shot him before he made it to the altar.”
“Well he did lie to me about being the Daxamite prince on the run because he committed a crime not because the planet was damaged.” Kara shrugged, “plus the sex was aggressive, way more than…”
Maggie turned to her wife, “and that’s my cue to go but I’m going to take this cutie pie with me.” She kidnapped her daughter from her wife’s arms and grinned. “Wanna go home with Mama?” She looked down at Maia, “tell Mommy you’ll see her later.”
“Bye baby, Mommy will see you after she gets done decoding the Xycorian DNA.” She kissed Maia’s cheek. “I’ll tell you all about the structure tonight during our quiet time.”
“Seriously, she’s too young for biochemistry.” Maggie stated as she kissed Alex and left.
Maia Sawyer Danvers - As I imagine her at 3 months
