Chapter One: Hooking Up.

The bright lights and wildlife of Las Vegas beckoned many people. Many people who craved something more exciting arrived in Las Vegas. Some of them moved into the city to make their fortune. And others, they ended up losing their fortune.

One particular girl heard about Vegas but never had a chance to visit there. Now, she showed up in Vegas, on this mildly warm June evening, the allure of the life of excitement beckoned to her. It was more exciting than the world she left behind.

The woman adjusted a pair of glasses on top of her head. Had the people who were walking outside on the Vegas Strip paid any attention to their own surroundings, they would have noticed she dropped down out of the sky in the blink of an eye. The girl's head turned around for a few seconds.

The girl dressed in a red tank top which moved to show her belly. Said belly was very toned, without an ounce of fat on it. She wore a form-fitting pair of jeans as well. The jeans firmly pushed against the girl and fit her nicely, with a snug, but comfortable fit. Her blue eyes flashed with light. She tied her blonde hair up into a ponytail.

Kara Zor-El had been on Earth for five years now. Despite being eighteen years old, there were many experiences which were fresh and dare she say it, foreign to her. And she had a lot to learn, after spending the better part of three years on a farm and only two years heavily monitored as a junior recruit for the Justice League.

Had she not proven herself so well, she would have been sent to join the covert team which the League had. Or did have, Kara was not sure if it was still in place after recent events.

"And as the world continues to burn, we have to ask if there are any heroes left in this world. The United States Military has refused to comment what steps if any, they are taking to combat future threats such as the monster known as Doomsday and also…."

Kara stopped and pulled herself back from the television screen. She noticed the bartender giving her one of those looks. A look as if he was suspicious of her. In this little innocent farm girl get up, Kara did look a couple of years younger than she really was. And she was slightly under the age they felt comfortable.

"ID?"

A long second passed and Kara pulled out the ID which Barbara made for her. It had the birthday fudged a little bit. The bartender looked at the ID for a couple of minutes. The frown crossing over his face increased as he scanned the ID for any kind of forgery.

"So?" Kara asked him.

The bartender slipped the ID back in her hand.

"What will it be?"

That was a good question to be perfectly honest. Kara looked at the drinks above. She had never heard of any of these drinks. And she heard of a few good drinks, even though Kara mostly abstained. Not because of the fact she was a girl scout who was completely straight edge. Oh no, it was because of her abilities underneath the yellow sun, Kara could not get drunk.

The alcohol only affected her long enough to go down past her throat. It might as well have been water to be perfectly honest.

"Are you going to order, or not?"

"You know, it's rude to rush something," Kara said. "I think, I'll have…."

"Well, if you don't know, then get the hell out of line then," the bartender said. "Tourists, honestly. Don't even know what to drink? Are you from Kansas or something? What the hell are you doing in Vegas of all places?"

Kara heard that question and wondered herself why she stepped into Vegas of all places. She really did have a lot to learn about the world around her.

'You had to get away from a couple of days to clear your head. But maybe you should have gone to a place less loud to do it.'

"The lady will have a Number Seven, the same as me."

Kara did not notice the other person standing at her shoulder until she spoke. She whipped around as fast as possible to come eye to eye with a very attractive young woman. Her dark hair came down to her shoulders, looking slightly unruly in the process. The unruly look added to the charm in the girl of the green dress.

"Why don't you have a seat?"

Not sure what to make of this girl, Kara had to follow her. The more Kara moved into the bar, the more she got a note of the woman's figure. She had a beautiful face, and those vibrant green eyes drew anyone in. She had soft lips as well and a cute little nose. Her eyelashes fluttered as well, and the unruliness of the hair only added to the frame of her face.

"Don't mind if I do," Kara said.

"You're new around here, aren't you?"

Kara looked at the girl who smiled at her in a very knowing way.

"How did you ever guess?" Kara asked. "Do you come around here often?"

"Well, this is my first time to Vegas, although not my first time drinking."

A nice warm and refreshing feeling spread through the body of Kara as she downed her drink. A part of her wondered if she would deal with a party girl. Her roommate was bad enough on that front. She had always been that devil on Kara's shoulder trying to get her to do something that she shouldn't.

Which to be honest, Lucy did mean well. She just was a bit of a wild girl, and Kara thought she tempered some of the worst parts of Lucy's personality, to be honest.

"My name is Hailey Evans," she said. "Everyone calls me Alia."

"Kara," she said. "Kara Kent."

"Kara," Alia repeated. "Pretty name for a pretty girl."

Kara just smiled. She had been used to people hitting on her, although most of them had been men. And Lucy when she occasionally had way too many drinks, but this woman was something else entirely. Kara wanted to get to know her a little bit better.

"What's in the drink?" Kara asked. "It does have a bit of a snap to it."

Alia laughed and dropped her hand on Kara's shoulder. Kara looked back into Alia's eyes and wondered what she got herself into.

"Trust me, there are just some things you don't want to go. It's nothing unhealthy. It can send you flying if you drink a little bit too much."

Alia drank the drink and it made her feel very refreshed. She relaxed just a little bit, and after the events of the last couple of months, Alia really needed to do.

This girl caught Alia's attention, she was not going to lie.

Alia and Kara moved closer to the bar. She did not know what was in the drink that Alia ordered for her, but it tasted pretty good. It was not enough to make her feel a buzz for more than a couple of seconds. Her advanced alien biology made it very difficult for much of anything to make her feel a buzz to feel very often.

"So, are you on your summer break?" Kara asked.

"I just finished my last year of boarding school," Alia said. "I don't know where I'm going next. I figure I can take a few weeks away from it all before I figure things out."

Kara nodded. She had been down a similar road. She could go to Metropolis University in the fall and study pretty much anything she wanted to if she really wanted to. Kara thought about going into media, but given who her cousin was, she was not certain that was where she wanted to go.

Her cousin, that caused a pang on Kara's heart of what happened. What would have happened if Kara would have been a little bit quicker against that monster?

'It could have just as easily been you driven in the ground.'

Kara's eyes flashed a few seconds as she looked up into the distance. She noticed a man sitting at the slot machine. He started the night with a bucket full of quarters. He won the first round, getting a small amount of money. A sane person would have just walked away and left a little bit richer. This man, riding on his first succession, continued to try and deepen his pockets.

The night progressed and the quarters drained. Midway through the time, he was given a moment of hope where he reclaimed some of his quarters.

Then, he lost those quarters pretty much as quickly as he claimed them. There was a huge part of Kara which felt sorry for the man. Even though he should have stopped while he was ahead, and really had no one to blame but himself and his addiction as well.

'Some people just never learn,' Kara thought.

"I think he's screwed," Alia said. "He should have stopped the first time."

"Yes," Kara said.

She would say that the guy really was going to go home very disappointed.

"I bet I can hit the big jackpot.'

Kara snorted at Alia's very confident declaration. It was not a question in Alia's mind she would hit it.

"I wouldn't try," Kara said. "Those machines give out small amounts at first to suck you in. But, they're rigged to not allow the big jackpot to hit. You just watched how they suckered that poor guy in."

"Maybe," Alia said. "I'm feeling lucky tonight."

Kara placed a firm hand on the shoulder of the younger girl. "Seriously, Alia, don't even try. My friend Barbara explained to me how they rigged those machines. And if by some miracle you won, they're going to be watching you."

"Well, just one quarter," Alia said. "One try. I bet you can I hit the jackpot on my first try."

The Krypton survivor leaned in. Her X-Ray vision flashed against the edge of the machine. The mechanisms of the machine showed Kara there might not be any way whatsoever Alia could win this. Kara turned a slight amount and looked over her shoulder.

"I bet you I can't."

"Fine," Alia said. "If I can't hit the jackpot on my first try, I'll buy you dinner."

"Mmm, that sounds interesting," Kara said. "I'm…well you're not going to win. And I'm kind of broke right now…so what should I give you if you hit the jackpot?"

One final stolen glimpse at the rigged jackpot mechanism indicated there was no way Alia could hit it. Kara could say that with the best confidence she could be pretty confident when she wanted to be.

"How about a kiss?"

Kara wondered if she heard Alia right. It came so far out of left field Kara blinked. She could have sworn she noticed a knowing smile popping over Alia's face.

"A kiss?" Kara asked.

Alia confirmed her words with a nod. "A kiss? Unless you're not confident you're right."

A smile appeared on Kara's face. She considered it for a brief second and extended her hand out to grab onto Alia's. The two girls shook hands. Kara was surprised to feel a small burst of electricity which made her think there might not be any way she could back out of the bet.

"A kiss if you win," Kara said. "On the lips. With or without tongue?"

"Without," Alia said. "For now."

Fair enough, Kara thought. She motioned for Alia to move forward in the machine. Kara was very confident there was no way that Alia could hit the jackpot on this machine, especially considering it was pretty much rigged.

'Well, if I'm wrong, I get to kiss a pretty girl. And if she does, I can still kiss her after dinner.'

It did or die time as far as Kara was concerned. She followed the progress of Alia as she reached over and pulled the lever. Kara followed the progress and the machine lit up. Everyone in the casino hung around with their mouths completely opened as the machine gave its bounty at the feet of Alia. Alia scooped up the coins and smiled.

"I believe you owe me a kiss."

Kara nodded wordlessly. She could not believe this. What else she could not believe was Alia's warm mouth pressing up against hers in one of the most mind-blowing kisses possible. Kara's eyes closed shut as Alia kissed her and grabbed her by the side of her face.

"How?" Kara asked.

"How did I learn how to kiss?" Alia asked. "I have an older friend. She's a hot blonde, French girl who competed in a competition at my school a few years ago. She taught me the ropes. Not always just kissing."

The implication just made Kara recover very quickly. Her mouth hung open and then shut in a few seconds.

"I bet you can't hit it again," Kara said. "I won't even ask for the dinner this time, but no one can get that lucky twice in a row."

"I'll make you a deal," Alia said. "I'll keep going at the machine until I stop hitting the jackpot. Or until they end up booting us from the casino. And for every time I hit, I get a kiss."

It sounded more than fair. Kara was almost disappointed because the odds did not appear to be in Alia's favor. The odds of hitting it once were not in her favor, but twice, it seemed impossible.

"Yeah, I really bet you can't hit it again."

The dark-haired girl spun around and locked her eyes on Kara. "Honey, when I set my eyes on something, I always hit it."

Kara threw her head back and broke out into a chortling round of laughter. All things considered, she could not believe what happened.

"I don't know how you did it," Kara said.

"Well, I told you," Alia said. "I have magic hands."

The blonde teenager's glasses slid down past the bridge of her nose and she surveyed Alia from the other end of the glasses. Alia just responded with a shrug of her shoulders.

"I can't believe they kicked us out," Kara said.

"To be fair, we are underage," Alia said. "Well, you're not, but I am by the laws over here."

Kara opened her mouth and closed it. She could barely hold in some thinly veiled amusement. She looked back at the club. The guards stood outside and obviously had their orders not to let them back in by no means whatsoever, it was very fun while it lasted though.

"Yeah, that's a good point," Kara said. "It didn't really help that you told them that if they didn't want to lose their money, they should fix their machines better."

The girl's eyes blinked from out from behind the glasses. Alia placed an arm around Kara and smiled. Sure she could have gone in there with a little more tact.

"Well, if they don't want our business, then perhaps we could go elsewhere," Alia said.

A smile crossed over Kara's face as she looked up to the skies. It was a beautiful night, a perfect night for a flight. She was not feeling that daring to expose that particular secret to Alia, at least not yet.

"I really can't believe they let you keep the money."

The two sat down on a bench across from a beautiful fountain. Coins littered the bottom of the fountain from the people making wishes in the fountain.

"Do you think that it works?" Kara asked.

"Well, I wished I could run into a pretty girl in Las Vegas," Alia said. "And here she is."

A dubious look crossed over Kara's face. She was about to argue against it. Alia never gave her a chance to do so. She moved in and kissed Kara. Instinctively, without thinking, Kara reached back behind Alia's head and returned the kiss with her.

A few people whistled, and Alia broke away from Kara. The drunken man who whistled the loudest almost fell over.

"Get a life, you wanker."

Despite the tone of Alia's statement, she had a very obvious smile on her face. The two girls sat side by side on the bench by the fountain. Kara's hand cupped over Alia's and the two of them leaned closer to each other. Neither could take the grin off of their face.

"Well, here comes trouble."

Alia had been surprised to hear Kara's words. Perhaps she had been conditioned to do so by living over in that community, but Alia grew rather rigid.

She turned her head around to a tall brunette woman, who looked to be in her mid-twenties, or there about. Her exotic violet eyes made her stand out almost as much as her tough, no-nonsense demeanor. Alia wondered how Kara knew this woman.

"Well, you're one of the last people I expected here."

The woman noticed Kara who smiled at her.

"So, is there a reason why you're here, Lois?" Kara asked.

The woman, Lois, answered with a smile. "I'm investigating a story of a series of thefts in the greater Las Vegas Area. People have seen their valuables vanish right before their very eyes."

"Are you sure they did not gamble it away and they're not just saving face?" Kara asked.

The older woman responded with a shake of her head.

"You know, when I first heard the account, I thought so as well. There were about five or six different ones before I got here, and some woman was upset that her priceless family necklace was stolen. And all she did was lay it down inside on the bathroom sink right underneath the medicine cabinet to take a bath. Then when she got out, it was gone."

Alia frowned, that seemed suspicious to be perfectly honest. She could not put her finger on why this unsettled her, it only did.

"So, who's your friend?"

Kara almost jumped up as Lois's eyes dropped on the other girl. The blue-eyed teenager's eyes flashed open and she looked very sheepish.

"Sorry, Lois, this is Alia….she's over on Holiday from overseas. Alia, this is Lois Lane, she's a reporter, you might have heard of her work."

The two women shook hands with each other.

"Yes, I might have heard of her work," Alia said. "I've also heard she has a tendency to get herself into trouble at the worst possible times."

'Not that I have room to talk.'

Lois would have argued about the situation, but to be honest, she could not argue. Her reputation had been well known by people even outside of the United States.

"Well, when the risk is worth the reward, you got to jump at the chance."

After finishing talking to Alia, Lois turned around to face Kara. A look of dread spread over the face of the reporter. One could almost tell she was nervous about something.

"No, Lucy isn't here," Kara said. She turned to Alia and addressed the unasked question. "Lucy is my roommate and Lucy is her sister."

Lois smiled. She was almost glad that Lucy was not here in Las Vegas. It was just tempting for her. She was a bit nervous about Kara being here though and Lucy being left alone to her own devices in LA.

"Barbara is keeping an eye on things at the apartment," Kara said. "She won't let Lucy let me come back to the apartment being in ruins."

Kara's words put Lois pretty much at ease. Lois checked her watch and turned to face Kara.

"Are you okay?" Lois asked. "After everything that happened? Are you holding up?"

"Fine," Kara said. "How about you?"

For a second, Lois acted like she was going to say something. She settled for a standard answer.

"Fine."

Time passed, what seemed like minutes, but was in only in reality a few seconds. Both Lois and Kara moved back from each other.

"Don't do anything that I wouldn't do."

Kara threw her head back with a laugh and smiled. "That doesn't leave me with a whole lot."

Lois just smiled and clapped Kara on the shoulder before leaving in the direction of the latest story. The dynamic between Lois and Kara remarked Alia greatly of the dynamic between herself and Nym. She was pretty sure it was close to the same, of Alia being the more responsible one out of the two despite being the younger one.

"What?" Kara asked.

It was Alia's turn to direct her smile at Kara. "Just reminds me of a friend of mine. She's the type of girl I'd buy a drink, just to see where it would go."

"Oh, I really could use a good drink," Kara said.

"Well, I have something….but I'm not sure if you could handle it."

Kara should have learned not to get prodded into a challenge from Alia after the incident with the SWAT Machine. She surveyed the girl who shuffled through her bag.

"Give it to me," Kara said. "The strongest drink you can think of."

"Those," Alia said before pausing. "Are some very dangerous words, Ms. Kent."

A cocky and self-assured grin went over Kara's face. "I can handle it."

Alia moved into her bag and pulled out the necessary to make Kara a drink which might actually slow her down. She took a few of the more potent drinks of the club and did not seem to feel a buzz. Alia was very curious of the limits of Kara's tolerance and how much she could really do.

"It's a drink my grandmother perfected," Alia said. "Why don't you see what you made of this?"

Kara took the drink with confidence and without hesitation. It had a very intoxicating aroma and made her feel a bit light headed just by smelling the contents of the drink. She could smell if it was poisoned, not that she thought Alia would poison her.

She decided to take a drink. What was the worst that could happen to her?

The entire world spun around Kara. She was not completely sure what happened. Strictly speaking, she should not have been affected. She tried to move a half of a step forward. Kara staggered a couple of steps and almost did a face plant on the pavement.

"What….that's….."

Alia wrapped an arm around Kara to hold the staggering girl completely up. A half apologetic and half amused look crossed Alia's face. Kara's dazed and confused state made her wonder if Alia had been torn between apologizing and laughing at Kara's current state of discomfort.

To be perfectly honest, it was kind of funny. After all of the things, Kara got knocked down with and got back up with, a simple drink was the one thing which put her down for the count. Kara could not even begin to describe the obvious absurdity of that particular issue.

"I really can't believe you got me," Kara slurred as Alia held her up with one arm. She almost fell back and landed firmly on Alia's shoulder.

"Well, I'll make a believer out of you yet," Alia said.

Kara snorted and then responded with a round of giggling. She still could not believe what just happened. She never entered a state of being drunk and it was a very interesting experience. Kara wondered if she could even fly in this state.

"Maybe we should find a hotel room tonight?"

A suggestive smile popped over Kara's face. "Maybe we can find one with a nice big bed. Of course, the really good hotel and casino were the one that ended up kicking us out. You know? Because you had to keep making them look bad. You made those slot machines as rigged…in your favor. Alia, you're so pretty."

Kara staggered a few inches. She floated off of the ground and her shoes slipped off. The girl adjusted herself and dropped down on the ground. An attempt to kiss Alia did not really work too well as Kara slipped and landed on Alia's shoulder. Alia lightly nudged her before Kara started to drool all over her dress.

"Kara?"

The girl's grin grew increasingly sheepish when she slipped her head off of Alia's shoulder. Alia tightened her grip around Kara's waist to make her pull up off of the ground.

"Hey, I know her!"

Kara giggled when her eyes moved up to the sign. Alia followed the progression of Kara's bright blue eyes towards the sign which described a show and performance made by Zatanna, the daughter of the great John Zatara.

"Oh, it's not fair, she's performing next week," Kara said. "It's a really great show, and it's always sold it. We…we saw it once and it was amazing. It was so amazing. It was so amazing it was almost awesome."

"So, I can tell," Alia said. "This Zatanna, she makes it looks so good it almost makes it look like real magic."

Glasses slipped down Kara's face so she could properly focus on Alia's eyes. The best she could in this slightly dazzled state. She could feel Alia's hand pulling her up.

"It looks so real because it's real. She can do real magic stuff!"

"Oh, is it as real as this?" Alia asked her.

A bright light filled the sky and Kara jumped back in surprise. A bouquet of flowers entered Alia's hands from thin air. Kara smiled when looking at it. She could not believe what had just been conjured before her very eyes.

"For you, my lovely lady."

Kara smiled and grew upset with a slight pout.

"No chocolate?"

"Well, I don't think dust flavored chocolates are going to catch up," Alia said. "Because that was about all I could conjure. And it really isn't much a conjuration spell as a transfiguration smell. I transfigured those flowers from the air. The chocolate would be the same thing."

The blonde clutched the flowers and sniffed them. "But, they smell so real and so good…they almost as smell as good as you, Alia."

"Smell is easier to nail down than taste."

Kara would have to take her word for it.

"Okay, I've been with a real-life witch tonight, and that's pretty cool," Kara said.

"Yes," Alia said. "And I must be drunker than I thought if I'm performing magic out in public. Granted, I don't know what the laws are over here regarding performing magical in front of non-magical people."

"Well, people perform magic over here, all the time," Kara said. "Doesn't seem like a very big deal, I guess. But, I'm not sure if just letting people perform magic is a good thing, but over here, it's just a super power that's well known with a lot of people. Like with Doctor Fate and some other people."

The coherence of Kara's words failed when she tried to hold herself up.

"Oh, you're brilliant," Alia said. "I just want to kiss you again."

"Done."

Kara grabbed Alia by the shoulders and shoved her tongue deep inside of Alia's very willing mouth. The two girls exchanged a very passionate kiss. To them, it was almost like the entire world stopped around then.

"We should find a room before this gets too far out of hand," Kara murmured.

"Moving a bit too fast?" Alia asked her. "Maybe we should get married, or something."

"Maybe, why not?" Kara asked. She came to her senses. "You know, I'm wondering what's in that drink you gave me. I shouldn't get drunk. Especially for this long. It shouldn't work that way, but, you've made it work that way. I can't believe you."

"Believe it," Alia said.

The girl almost tilted back. She could stand a bit easier with some assistance from Alia. Kara leaned in, her hot breath coming on Alia's ear. Kara grabbed onto her back.

"Don't tell anyone. I'm an alien. I'm not just an alien, I'm S…S…so drunk right now!"

Kara broke out into a frantic fit of giggles when Alia held her up.

"I shouldn't be telling you these things," Kara said. "At least I haven't thrown up on you yet. Total mood killer there, you know."

"Yes, I know," Alia said. "I shouldn't have given someone who is practically a virgin."

"Take care of it the rest of the way baby," Kara said.

She leaned in and tried to kiss Alia again. This time, her kiss was really not timed right. She bumped the top of Alia's head and nicked her ear with her mouth.

"Oh, you can get me up to somewhere where I can sleep this off, can you? Maybe we can have another drink."

Alia noticed a hotel room across the street. It still had a room, it would have to. She carried Kara across the strip, with the girl leaning into her. She moved up to the front desk.

"I need a hotel room for me and my girlfriend. I don't care what I have to pay."

The clerk at the desk seemed nonplussed by a pair of drunken girls staggering into the hotel room needing a hotel room. It had been one of the least strange things she ever saw.

"Room Nineteen is available. It has a luxury suite to it. You said money was no problem?"

Alia pushed some money onto the desk and the clerk nodded. Without another word, Alia scooped Kara up and sprinted them both up the stairs before Kara embarrassed herself or outed herself or something.

'Don't know why I expected a quiet night.'

For the first time in a long time, Alia was able to smile a genuine smile. She only half-paid attention to Kara's drunken and incoherent babbling as she climbed up the stairs with the blonde in her arms.

To Be Continued 7/21/2017.