The sun room was bathed in a bluish glow as the television played some old movie musical that Alex was not really paying attention too. No sound was heard except the gentle crooning of the lead actor/singer and the calm breathing of Kara who was snuggled up to her sister's chest while Alex lounged back in the arm chair next to the bed.

"I don't feel good," Kara whined quietly, eyes never moving from the action on the television screen and clutching her sister's shirt.

"I know sweetie," Alex replied for maybe the twentieth time, though it was starting to feel like the hundredth.

After taking Kara's temperature, 102.7, the two clambered into the arm chair to begin their movie night. Alex wasn't sure how much longer the girl in her arms would last seeing as the clock was about to strike ten o' clock and she was still waiting for Winn to get back with some medicine for Kara to take before she fell asleep. The doctor was out on assignment and it was easier to send the techie best friend off to the lab than to pry her clinging sister off her.

"Here…I'm here." Winn screeched as he rushed into the door breathing slightly heavily.

"Finally," Alex went to put Kara down on the bed but the girl whimpered, "I just need to talk with Winn okay. Just lay down and try and relax." The blonde girl nodded, "You have to let me go, Kara."

The girl looked down to see she still held tightly to her sister, "Sorry." She mumbled removing herself quickly and laying down, besides it was her favorite part of the movie and she wasn't a little kid who needed her big sister, though having Alex hold her did help ease the ache in her stomach and head; looking away from the television to see her best friend and sister talking in hushed tones did nothing to take away the growing fear, "Alex…"

The older woman turned, "I'll be right there Kara okay."

Nodding one more time, mostly to herself Kara refocused on the television. She wasn't a baby, she would lay here and suffer like every other human who has been sick. It wasn't fun.

"…how did that happen?" Alex hissed taking Winn's sleeve and yanking him slightly further from her sister.

"Alex…" she turned to see Kara looking pitifully at her, begging her to come back with those sad puppy dog eyes.

"I'll be right there Kara okay." The young girl nodded and went back to watching the movie so Alex turned back to the shaking techie in front of her.

"A group named Kadmos," Alex lifted her brow, "…I know, I know. But apparently they are not associated. They hacked Lena's office computers."

"Who all was there?"

"Just Lena and James." he replied, "And she isn't taking it too well."

"A Luthor not taking a Super's identity well…what a surprise." Alex scoffed.

"She's demanding to see Kara."

"Of course she is. She'll have to sign the forms, guh, I don't need this right now."

"How is she?" Winn glanced behind scary DEO Agent Danvers, which was how he thought of her when her anger got the best of her. There was Alex, Danvers and DEO Agent Danvers. Danvers was his favorite, she had the best sense of humor and Alex was a close second, she had the most warm inviting aura and the least favorite was who he was dealing with now.

"The doctor hasn't had a chance to check her out yet but her age is holding steady so far and her temperature is down to 101.2 but she doesn't feel good and she doesn't know how to handle it."

Winn agreed since he knew how much it sucked to be sick and most humans didn't know how to handle it sometimes. The techie couldn't remember Kara ever being truly sick besides the small cold she got when she blew her powers out fighting Red Tornado, even then the young reporter handled it well.

"But she's been sick before…" he started before Alex waved him off dismissively.

"She has but her body was still taking in the suns radiation and according to Kara this feels more real, in focus than the other times she has been hurt or sick."

"Sheesh," he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Alex?" Kara called out. The two turned to look at the girl who was hunched over, "I don't feel good."

"I think she's going to…" Winn cut himself off and grimaced as Kara leaned over the bed and emptied her stomach, "…yeah, that. On that note I'm out."

He gagged for a second before running out of the room.

Alex sighed. It was going to be a long night as she looked at her sister with silent tears streaming down her face and watery eyes pleading with her to make her feel better, "Let's get you cleaned up."

She lifted her sister, who felt a bit on the light side, up off the bed, "What about?" Kara gestured to the floor.

"The janitors are in, I'll get someone to clean it while I help you out."

"I'm sorry." Kara sighed clutching her sister again.

Alex didn't respond at first, just held her closer as she walked toward the locker rooms. Once inside the spacious area she headed toward her locker. Placing Kara on the bench she spun the dial, opening the locker she grabbed her duffle.

"It's alright. None of this is your fault, we all have sick days."

"I don't," she responded scratching her nose, looking like a pitiful sleepy child, "or I didn't. I can't even remember what it was like to be sick on Krypton. All that time asleep in the pod, the years spent on Earth. I mean I thought it must be horrible, watching you get the flu made me feel really bad for you but I didn't – couldn't understand what it was really like."

Kara shifted again on the bench, her stomach doing flips and her limbs felt heavy, "At least I'm not trying to get you to eat or play with me." The blonde frowned remembering how she badgered Alex when the girl was down one summer.

She just didn't comprehend that the brunette wasn't just in a meh mood but was really sick with a high fever. Kara kept bringing food in, sure that Alex just needed to eat something to feel better – it always worked for her, though the brunette seemed to go even paler and then she would be in the bathroom throwing up. After a few hours Kara would beg her to get up and go outside – "The sun always makes me feel better" – she would say while gently pulling on Alex's sleeve. Eliza would than remind her that the sun could not help humans in the same way it did her, the best thing for the young sick girl was sleep. That summer was boring.

"Yeah, sorry."

"It's like whatever at this point but what is not whatever is that shirt your wearing, sweat much." Kara glanced down and sure enough her shirt was a bit on the heavier side and yucky, "But I don't really have anything else in here. I could go out…"

"NO!" Alex reeled back at the loud exclamation, "I mean…urg…Alex, I'm sorry. You have been really great but I know you probably need to get out for a little. I mean I would, actually I do, but you're right about me and the outside right now but that doesn't mean you shouldn't get some fresh air…" Kara trailed off as Alex chuckled softly, "…what?"

"Nothing. Your ramble. I swear if I closed my eyes I wouldn't even know you are three feet tall…"

"I resent that!" Kara stood and stomped her foot, "I am not that small."

"No lie, yeah you are. I mean, maybe four feet, but not much above that."

"That is disconcerting."

Alex nodded, "How do you think it makes me feel, shorty." Kara grumbled under her breath but said nothing more, "I guess I can have someone else go out or…"

Kara waved her hand, "No, you can go. I will be fine. I think I just want to shower and lay down."

"Okay than I will be back as soon as possible. Anything you want from your place?" She asked as she gathered a few belongs from her locker.

Kara tilted her head, long blonde hair tumbling to the side and a lazy smile appeared, "My blue blanket."

"Of course." Alex smiled.

The blue blanket was a gift from Eliza on Kara's first Christmas with the Danvers. It was a light blue that reflected the color of the alien's eyes. Soft, fluffy and comfortable. Kara spent many nights wrapped in it as it reminded her of home, the sheets she used to lie upon made from fabric three planets away, quite expensive – "Nothing less than the best for my girl," – her father would proclaim wrapping her up in the newly bought piece.

"I'm going to hop in while you're gone." the blonde gestured to the showers just behind the agent, "I hope it helps."

Alex finished gathering her stuff, huffing her light duffle bag onto her shoulder and closing her locker, "Okay. I'll be back as soon as I can. I left the medicine on the table in the Sun Room, make sure to take it." Kara agreed before the two began to move in opposite directions and then Alex stopped and turned, "Hey, Kara."

Kara turned with another tilt of her head, "Yeah?"

"At least you can go shirtless for a while." Alex laughed good-naturedly, skipping out the door with the sounds of Kara's outrage trailing after her.

Kara than stopped for a moment before continuing to the shower; she had always missed going shirtless on hot summer days. On Krypton it was not unusual to find whole families at the 'beach' with almost nothing on as the sun beat down on the planets inhabitants. The heat was not exactly like here on Earth but it was enough for a few hours of bliss in the water. All ages took some time off from busy schedules to relax; it was rare, Krypton was a planet of structure, but welcomed by all.

Oliver sat in the tiny diner down the street from the DEO, sometimes he just needed an escape from constantly looking over his shoulder and hoping the other agents didn't suspect him of anything. It was quite exhausting.

"Any other news?" his laptop beeped with an incoming message.

Setting his burger aside for a moment, "Subject seems to be running a fever. Lethargic."

"As expected. Previous subjects had the same symptoms. Administer the corrective serum within the next 48 hours to counteract."

How was he expected to do that? Getting close to the superhero was like getting next to a high paid CEO or well secured celebrity only ten times worse. Security agents roamed constantly, the older sister was always around and his boss, he swore could read minds at times, was always lurking somewhere.

"What if the serum is not given in that period of time?"

The computer seemed to have gone 'quiet' as he waited for a response. The blinking cursor twisting his insides as it sat waiting for a command to be given on the other side of the line.

"What if your body is not found?"

Lena Luthor sat on the balcony of her high rise apartment, a glass of red wine –filled for the second time – moved slowly in her glass as she unconsciously moved her wrist in a circular motion. Eyes shiny with the beginnings of a buzz settling inside her body, warming against the winter chill in the wind ghosting across her skin.

After an hour of being stone walled by James, excuse after excuse because after she accused him of knowing the secret – he did know who Superman was – he couldn't deny that he had known about Kara. Kara, her best friend. Another swig of wine, chuckling at the thought of how Kara – another sip – would react knowing her name at the moment drove Lena to drink. After that hour she had stormed out of the building barely escaping James who was running after her. She doesn't remember getting home or showering or the first glass of wine she had apparently poured and slammed like Gatorade.

There are so many questions running through her mind as the hazy of drink settled on her brain, torn between anger, knowing and sorrow.

Anger. Hadn't she given up so much and done enough to prove that she was loyal, helpful and not at all what most perceived a Luthor to be. She stopped bad guys with tech weapons, she sort of killed her ex-boyfriend to save Kara's – sip – life from those nano bugs. Turned her mother in and change a chemical formula to SAVE alien lives instead of taking them like the rest of her family. Why wasn't that enough?

Knowing. She knew. Somewhere deep in her brain, she knew her friend was Supergirl. It was obvious, the lame lies – the girl could not lie to save her life, "I flew here…on a bus." – The constant disappearance, sometimes knowing more than she should and saying as such before remembering herself. It was there but Lena didn't want to know. She wanted to pretend at least a bit longer. A friend who was just that and no more, someone to talk with that had no connection to the Luthor's and who didn't see her as just her last name. Lunches, laughter, mundane to the extreme, though nothing with Kara – the last of the drink disappeared – was truly mundane.

Sorrow because those times might not happen ever again. Could she get past this feeling of betrayal? Anger?

Lena needed to see Kara, needed to know that the reason wasn't because she was a Luthor or that she wasn't trusted. There had to be a good explanation. All the times the two have talked, how much more meaning could have been felt and given without the secrets of their lives getting in the way.

And what's worse is she had not had contact with Kara or Supergirl for hours, the hero nowhere to be found in National City saving lives or the blonde reporter laughing adorably with Lena for another late night chat on the phone before bed. James had said that Kara wasn't well.

Lex explained how Super's couldn't get sick, at least not in a human way, which meant it had to be bad for Kara to be missing.

Before she was aware of what she was doing, her bath robe had been changed for comfy sweats and her keys were glued tightly to her hand. Out the door and into the cold air. No time to wait for her driver. She was going to find some answers and tonight.