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Cat took a sip of her wine glass and looked around the room, annoyed at having to pretend she wanted to be here. And yes, this was her party, a celebration of her latest success. The story of how Supergirl had saved National City from a group of deranged aliens and their plans to destroy the city had been on the cover of Cat’s magazine. An exclusive interview with the heroe herself had guaranteed every copy would sell in a week. It had taken 3 days.
Yes, Cat was pleased with herself, but if she were honest, she’d rather celebrate alone with Kara, who had made everything possible. It is really wonderful to have Supergirl as your assistant, she thought, scanning the room to see if the girl had finally showed up. The invitation was open for her to come as her alter ego or herself, whichever she wanted, and frankly, it was disappointing -to say the least- to not have neither one here.
“You must be very proud of yourself” someone whispered very close to her ear. She shivered and not in a pleasant way. Cat didn’t like people who invaded her space. The woman turned around to face the source of the voice. She saw a tall man, black hair combed back. He was very attractive, but something about his entire demeanor made Cat weary.
“I am”, she replied curtly and gave a small smile, hoping the conversation would end there.
It didn’t.
“Only a handful of people can say they’ve done what you have. Build an empire from scratch, keeping everything running like a perfect machine. It takes someone special to do this”
“Do you want something fom me?” Cat asked, throwing away politeness. The man smirked and there it was again, a bad feeling in Cat’s gut. She was an excelent judge of character and she did not like this man.
“Only a dance, if I may”
“I don’t even know your name” Cat answered, trying to buy time. Any excuse would do to stay away from him.
“William Abberline. Will you dance with me now?”
“I…”
“Miss Grant”
Cat let out a sigh of relief. Finally Kara had arrived; she turned around to face the girl and was surprised to see her in full Supergirl mode. Her confident smile and those eyes, that felt like home for the Queen of all Media -she would never admit it, though- made her feel completely at ease.
“I’m so sorry to interrupt, but I was hoping we could dance”
“Oh, well”, Cat feigned to feel sorry for William and gave him an apologetic shrugh of her shoulders. “How can I say no to Supergirl?”
“I guess you can’t”, William said and before he could mutter anything else, Kara took Cat by the hand and dragged her to the middle of the dance floor.
“Everyone’s staring” Kara said, half amused and half terrified.
“It’s probably because I’m dancing with Supergirl”, Cat whispered to her ear and leaned closer to Kara. “Thank you. For rescuing me”
“Super hearing can be very handy at times”
Cat took a step back and Kara made her give a light twirl.
“I’m really glad you could make it” Cat confessed when they looked at each other’s eyes.
“I thought Supergirl could bring even more attention to this event. Not that you need it”
“I didn’t mean I’m glad Supergirl could make it. I’m glad you could be here. With or without the suit and the powers. I’m always happy to see you”
“Yeah?” Kara said, a light blush creeping up her face and biting her lip nervously; Cat nodded, finding the gesture adorable. “What would happen if I kissed you here and now, Miss Grant?”, she used the title playfully.
“I think everyone would stare even harder and we’d be the talk of the entire city for days, if not weeks”
“Right. So bad idea”, Kara took a step back, trying to hide her disappointment but Cat grabbed her by the suit and flushed their bodies impossibly close, lips almost touching.
“Who said I don’t enjoy the attention of the whole world?” she whispered heatedly.
The next thing Kara could feel were soft lips on her own and the sensation of being finally home.