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“Kara you are my world, please don’t kick me out of yours!” Mon-El shouted out while trying to pry my apartment door open. I was holding the door shut with one hand while trying to text Alex for back up in case he continued this stunt longer than anticipated.
Mon-El, I am so tired of wasting my time hoping that you won’t lie to me this time! I have given you all the time in this world to be honest with me and I’m done. If you don’t leave on your own I will have Alex with other DEO agents escort you out!” Kara replied frustratingly, pushing a hand indent into the front door in the process. Mon-El pounds his fists against the door while screaming back,
“Damnit Kara, I thought you loved me!”
“I do love you but I have to love myself enough to admit that I deserve better than this!” At this point, Kara was on the verge of tears. She just wanted this toxic relationship to be part of the past at this point. The last few weeks have consisted of constant arguing, sleepless nights, too many trips to the bar to count, and one too many wall fixes to say the least.
“You know what, Kara, fuck you! I gave you all that there was to me and it still wasn’t enough for the high and mighty “Supergirl.” No one can be enough for the Kryptonian heir can the— “
“I think she asked you to leave, Man-Hell” Alex said cutting off Mon-El while stepping out of the elevator and heading over to Kara’s apartment doorstep. Kara let out a sigh of relief at the sound of her sister’s voice.
“Fuck-off Danvers I was just on my way out! Her Kryptonian Majesty has made it clear enough.” Mon-El turns his attention back to most shut door. “Have fun trying to find someone good enough for you, Supergirl, because I am the closest thing you are ever going to get!” With Mon-El stalks back over to the elevator but not without a literal ass kick for the road from the one and only Alex Danvers.
“Yea you better leave! And you can sure as fuck expect the training session from hell tomorrow, asswipe!” Kara smiles at Alex’s antics and slowly opens the door for her sister to enter.
“Thank-you for showing up I don’t think he would have left if you didn’t” Alex walks over and wraps Kara up in a strong hug.
“You know I wouldn’t leave my baby sister out in the cold when she needs me, even if said baby sister weight-lifts with an eighteen-wheeler.” Kara lets out a laugh at her sister’s comment and wraps her arms tightly around her. They stay like that for a moment until both of their cell-phone’s go off at the same time. Kara lets out a groan and looks down a her cell-phone to see that Supergirl has been called in to an alien attack that is underway by the National City shipyards. Kara looks up to see Alex already typing away commands on her phone.
“Well you better suit-up, Supergirl, because by the looks of this it’s going to be a long night.” Kara groans again as Alex lets out a chuckle at her baby sister’s reluctance. Kara begrudgingly takes off her clothes that were over her suit and moves over to open her apartment window.
“Why can’t living beings just take a night off from being awful so I can mope like a normal twenty-something after a break-up?” Kara mutters as she takes off towards the ship-yards.
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Alex wasn’t kidding when she said it looked like it was going to be a long night. Kara comes stumbling into her apartment just right when the sun starts to rise. Apparently, a bunch of pyrokinetic aliens thought it would be a great idea to crash on a local cartel’s drug shipment. Let's just put it simply and say that it resulted in an all out brawl. It took five hours, four industrial strength fire hoses, and a DEO mind block to get everyone in their assorted military vans, not including the actual firetrucks that had to put out a half mile long shipping container blaze. By the time Kara made it back to the DEO to sign papers she looked like she had walked out of a barbecue pit. Against Alex’s protests Kara went home to take a shower instead of recharge under the sun lamps; a decision that she is glad she took as she looks down at the black sooty water that is swirling around her shower drain. After Kara deems herself clean enough she lazily throws on an old Chicago Cub’s tee and a pair of sleep shorts as she makes her way to her bed. Kara groans once her body hits the soft mattress and she pulls the blankets over herself, ready to fall asleep. However, right when she’s about to enter dreamland there is loud knock at the door. Too tired to X-Ray check the door she unlocks it sleepily.
“Mon-El I swear to Rao if you are the reason why I’m not asleep I’m going to personally kick your butt back to Daxam!” Kara thinks as she swings open the door to see that Mon-El is not the culprit to her lack of sleep but what is on her doorstep makes Kara gasp. Before her blue sky eyes lies triple decker stroller with two baby carriers containing tiny new born infants and what looks to be a ten month old baby in the front.
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