"Supergirl went behind my back and used the people I cared for against me. I can never trust her again."

Those words haunted Kara for the last five months. Every time she saw Lena, those words went right back through Kara's mind, making the smile fall from her face. She'd lie and say it was troubles with Alex, something Lena would probably believe. Now, with tensions rising thanks to the Graves siblings, Kara was unsure of what to do.

Alex walked into the apartment, looking around and seeing her sister sitting on the floor in front of the couch, her knees drawn up and her head down, baggy clothes on that made her even more curious and worried. "Kara?"

Kara looked up, looking at her sister. "Hi," she said, putting her head back down.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Alex asked, sitting beside Kara and frowning.

Kara sighed softly, uncurling and leaning against her sister. "Today…when Lena distracted Mercy and I was able to go Supergirl, the look on Lena's face was still one of hate and distrust. It's been five months, Alex, and it's a look I still can't get used to. She's one of my best friends, and I…I hate that I have to keep lying to her."

Alex sighed, wrapping her arm around Kara and rubbing her arm. "Then stop lying to her," she said. "If you want to tell her the truth, then tell her and take whatever consequences come with it, Kara. The least she can do is tell you to get out, and the worst is start working against you. It's Lena. I'm sure if you try and talk to her, she'll understand."

"I hope so, Alex," Kara whispered. "I don't want to lose my best friend." She looked up as Alex made a noise, and she smiled a bit. "I mean, my non-sister best friend."

"Nice save, jerk," Alex laughed. She reached over and grabbed Kara's phone, putting it in her hand. "Text her and ask to talk. Offer to bring dinner if you have to."

Kara nodded, shifting and sitting up on the edge of the couch. She pulled up a text to Lena, biting her lip. "Busy? If yes, I can bring dinner. If no, I'll still bring dinner." The room was silent for a minute until her phone beeped.

"No, I'm not busy. Was thinking about going home. What did you have in mind?"

Kara smiled. "Big Belly Burger."

"YES! Come to the penthouse! I'll tell the doorman you're on the list."

Kara smiled softly, locking her phone and standing up. "Well, that was easier then I thought it'd be," she said, looking at Alex. "Big Belly and I'm going straight over."

Alex smiled and nodded. "Go for it, girl," she said. She watched Kara hop up and run to change, seeing her run out of the apartment a minute later. "I'll, uh, see myself out."

An hour and a half later, after laughing and cleaning up the trash from the burgers, Kara watched Lena pace the kitchen. "You're nervous," she said.

"Just dealing with the aftermath of the last couple of days," Lena said. "The image inducers going down, the rising tensions. It's enough to make me want to pull my hair out." She looked up and saw Kara move, snickering softly when she felt her best friend hug her. "Cheater. You know your hugs melt the problems."

"I know," Kara said with a smile, squeezing Lena softly. She bit her lip, looking down. "Lena…there's another reason I wanted to talk to you tonight. It's…well, it's kind of a big thing, and it's something I should have told you a long time ago."

Lena pulled away from Kara, cocking an eyebrow. "What?" she asked. "Sweetheart, you know you can tell me anything." She studied Kara for a minute, tapping her chin before smiling. "You're a lesbian. Could explain the wardrobe, actually. No woman has that many pantsuits unless your name is Cat Grant."

"No!" Kara said. "Least I don't think I am. Last girl I ever had any thoughts about—" She stopped and narrowed her eyes when she saw Lena's grin. "Mean. That's beside the point." She rubbed her arms softly, looking down. "You're really going to hate me for this…I can already feel it."

Lena watched as Kara took her glasses off, setting them on the counter and undid her hair, letting it fall in a blonde cascade down her back. She saw Kara's hands shaking as they reached for the shirt, undoing the buttons slowly and revealing the blue tunic of Supergirl, the House of El symbol sitting on her chest. Lena's heart stopped, her eyes disbelieving but the pain in her heart saying she was seeing the truth.

Kara bit her lip, looking at Lena who was still standing stunned. "Lena—?"

"This entire time?" Lena finally asked with a low voice, her hands shaking. "The last two years?" When Kara nodded, Lena felt her hands tighten before she crossed her arms. "Why didn't you tell me? Or be truthful with me?"

"I wanted to," Kara whispered, stepping forward and putting her hands against Lena's shoulders softly. "Rao, I wanted to tell you for so long. Ever since the Daxamite invasion and Mon-El, and—"

Lena pulled away, putting distance between her and Kara. She looked at the woman she thought was her best friend, but in reality had been lying to her, just like Lilian said she would. "Get out."

"Lena—"

"Get out!" Lena snapped, stepping out of Kara's way. "Balcony or front door, I don't goddamned care. Just get out of my penthouse, Kara! Now!"

Kara picked her glasses up, spinning in place and removing the rest of her clothes before gathering them in her hands. "I'm sorry, Lena. I'm sorry I lied to you. I'm sorry that you don't trust me anymore, and I'm so sorry about using James to find the Kryptonite. I'll, um…I'll understand if you want nothing to do with me ever again…" She blinked back the tears threatening to spill over her eyes, walking to the balcony and looking down. She turned and looked at Lena, sighing softly.

"Leave," Lena growled, storming over and slamming the balcony doors, locking it and lowering the curtains and blocking Kara from view. She heard the telltale whoosh of Kara taking off, sinking to the floor and feeling the tears fall down her cheeks. After a few minutes, she wiped her eyes and got up, heading for the kitchen before throwing the lid of an open bottle of Scotch on the counter, making her way to the couch and drawing her knees up, bringing the bottle to her lips.

Kara couldn't resist the tears anymore, letting them slide down her cheeks. She flew down and landed in the alley behind the alien bar, dressing and walking inside before she took a place at the counter, ordering whatever was strongest. She felt Alex's hand on her back, flinching away and knocking Alex off of her.

"Kara—"

"Don't, Alex. "Go for it. Just tell Lena the truth. She'll understand!" Oh, she understood alright," Kara growled, downing her next drink in a few seconds. "The hate in her eyes was really frigging understanding, Alex!" She slammed her glass down, shattering it as a fresh round of tears came, choking out a sob before she felt Alex's arms around her, shaking as she turned into her sister. "She hates me…"

Across town, Lena threw the empty bottle across the room, slumping down and grabbing one of the throw pillows on the couch, pulling it against her as silence filled the room. "Damn you," she whispered, burying her face against the throw and sighing when she realized it was the one Kara was using earlier. "What did I do…?" She reached shakily for her phone, dialing Kara. "Please, please pick up." The ringing lasted a minute before the voicemail message started.

"This is Kara. I couldn't' answer because I'm probably at work or with my sister and friends. Leave a message and I'll get back to you! Bye!"

"I didn't expect you to answer the phone. Kara, I'm sorry. I'm sorry…I overreacted. Please, please just talk to me…call me back, honey…" Lena hung up the call and let her phone drop to the floor, passing out from the alcohol and emotional exhaustion of the last half hour.