Chapter 6: Dividing Tides Appointed

They waited, glancing up at the beautifully crisp night sky, littered with stars, until they heard a slight bit of cursing on the way over indicating all was good.

"Pick her up." Two obliged and she watched with fascination with no fight left in richie rich's body to struggle against the hands that drug the woman back onto her bare feet.

"Next move?" The Detective asked, holding one of the CEO's arms, with the Assassin to her left, where one royally pissed off DEO Director held the other, and finally a Sergeant Major that cracked her knuckles with finger-less black workout style gloves that stood before the guilty party. "So..Danvers had mentioned something about 'Your Boy?" Megan chuckled and just shook her head, cracking her neck in the process.

"Oh. It's code for back home. An old pal of ours Lucas, a good friend from high school, went to the service with me. Hell, we enrolled at the same time. He took a different field for a career. Long time ago he was varsity for our school, as quarterback. He had a huge crush on Alex, but of course stood NO chance in hell of getting even a cafe lunch with her. He was there for me though, when both my parents passed. My mom from a car wreck and my dad from lung cancer. My younger brother Jacob went off to serve proud as a Marine. Now Lucas, he went for a medical degree and became a surgeon of all things. Sadly, I was always bailing his ass out of trouble in school. Jennifer, my littlest Cousin, treated Lucas like a brother and I got a second Mom with Aunt Lidiah. Jen and I work the diner when we can, but our cousins usually handle things or their kids. Now. Wheeere was I."

Canary, of all the ones at the Danvers residence, signaled the Serg. to hold off on tearing apart the woman, both verbally and somewhat physically, which Megan studied Sara's eyes then nodded. She stepped back with a heavy grumbled sigh, dropping her arms some then whistling to who was held up. All three looked at her, two curious to her intentions, where the one in the middle was far too out of it even though she heard her. "Aon chothrom. Dèiligeadh?" A slight bob of the head was enough for Megan. "Lower her. Slowly."

"You gotta be.." Maggie was floored, where Lucy growled at the situation but understood the request.

"Do it." The Director wasn't thrilled, but there was a reason for everything, and Megan better have a DAMN good one. Cursing on both sides, they did as she wanted, confusing the hell out of who their anger was still directed at.

"Come on ladies. Let's chat." Sara pulled them away, leaving only two remaining.

The one sitting in the sand dared not move, for repercussions if she did so. She did however glance up, stunned when the soldier and waitress sat down as well. When both were eye level with each other, emerald looked into Ireland green. It wasn't a battle of strength or will, which Lena had honestly waited for one of them to pummel her or drown her in the tides. Her self-confidence was shot to all high hell, though in her mind and dammit her heart too, it didn't matter.

"Dè as fheàrr leat?" First, it had been a warning for a second chance given, that could easily be taken away. This second, was a preference of language.

"Whichever you do. I have no preference at this rate. Irish or Gaelic is fine. Are those the only languages you know?" Megan smirked.

"Friends and family gave me both here. The service provided me a few others. I do wish to learn Kryptonese now though. The Russian was a dead giveaway. After Alex explained finding Kara, in the worst shape she had seen in a while, as her memories came back one by one of her sister's identity, I felt it might be important to have that beautiful culture spoken by Krypton's living. When she told me how bad this other version of her sister left Kara's body and that her heart stopped beating, I decided to take any language I could add to my repertoire."

"Your training would allow you to easily end my existence if you wished to do so. I am certain you and Alex could use dull kitchen tools to casually dismember my body without breaking a sweat. A do not deserve one ounce of sympathy. They would prefer me dead. Every single one of them up there would agree with that statement. Why on Earth, would you even take a breath in the same air as I when I am toxic to all I touch. How can you sit there and.."

Megan had the businesswoman face down in the sand in a matter of seconds. She locked both arms in a simple position with merely one hand, pushing Lena's arms high enough up her back to be a tad painful. She slid one leg under both of hers, bending her knee to force those knees together, then looped an arm around the two perfectly adjusted, pulling the CEO up onto those knees. "Do it. Déan é. Maraigh mé. Please. Maraigh mé. Kill me." She saw what Lena was doing, with no intention of fulfilling what she wanted. Megan let the arms go slipping her leg out from under and just let the sobbing mess fall over. "Why? Why spare.."

"I read over the medical reports. I read over the tests. I checked every chart and studied every regiment. I forwarded them to Lucas. We've been chatting back and forth as much as possible, without upsetting or concerning anyone. Alex is aware of this." She stood, padded off the sand enough, turned and held her hand out to Lena. Emerald hues flicked from her hand to her face then back to the hand, taking it. Megan pulled her up, let go once stable on not so shaky legs anymore, motioning for Lena to follow. "Come closer to the water. I'm not going to drown you or anything."

"I know." She did so, letting the military leader pave the way, feeling the softness of damp sand that only increased the closer they got to the swash of the shore. Being barefoot like this, reminded her of Clare Island, which she didn't feel she deserved to visit anymore. This beach, this place felt like nothing but gentleness. For Superman to bring his cousin here to the Danvers house and family, Lena could see even more why it had been the perfect choice. She noticed something with this Megan, trying to remove the feeling of this stranger rubbing her the wrong way. Perhaps it was how rather protective she was of the best friend she fucked up with, or the closeness that wasn't a normal friend. That's when she noticed what was around the Irishwoman's neck. "What is.." Was that..the..Kara's necklace..?

"Alex asked if I would keep it safe while she trained." Megan explained. "When it comes to them, there is nothing I wouldn't do, wouldn't stop every bit of my life for. She saved my Aunt and Cousin. She saved the family I and my brother came to have, when our parents died. She risked it all and when I saw the footage, I was moved by what I watched. I had suspicions, when Lucas caught sight of someone who looked like Alex filling up her bike in town. The woman was crying, her hands shaking when she went to pump the gas into the tank. He didn't mean to stare, but called me immediately on my day off. I headed over to his place and on a whim, we went over the footage that the news stations and net posted. I listened to the voice, as he studied the picture."

Without alerting Lena that she was studying everything about her body language and facial expressions as they spoke, Megan wondered if this was the time to bring up how her friend might be able to assist in the medical gang that attempted ways to aid in Kara's recovery. If Lucas could figure out a reversal with things… 'Kara's pain would lessen.' Just as she was about to comment on the gathering at the diner, a voice came over the radio at her hip. Megan had forgotten about the walkie talkie distribution, catching Lena's eyes now looking right where the device was clipped. "Hmmm.." She was tempted to grab the earpiece and remove the CEO's chance to hear what would be broadcast, but went on instinct like she always did.

"I have no right to listen. But..please.." Irish on emerald and Megan prayed she was doing the right thing. If not? Heaven and hell help her, from one..pissed off..Alex Danvers..

"Switch." Two pint sized ice cream containers were traded, with both sitting in the living room watching one of their favorite programs on Netflix. Alex had never been so grateful that her sister remembered every episode, considering her memories were all over the place. She began to consider the reason for that being the other version they had all witnessed while out in the back. Right now though, she was enjoying Kara leaned against her with them sharing a blanket like they would do on sister's nights. Everyone had given them both that space, knowing Alex needed this time alone with her. "Wanna switch programs?"

"Switch?" Kara's puppy eyes always seemed to get Alex to cave. Especially during these precious days. She handed over their favorite of the two, getting the other as they tapped their cartons. "Here's to the Danvers Sisters." She felt her eyes light up at what she heard, with a smile growing.

"We should come with a warning." They tapped their containers again and just started laughing. What they didn't expect, was a little ball of black fur to jump up and attack one of the lids. "Noooo! Bad Streaky! Ba.." She sighed, when her sister held out a spoon with just a tiny drop of the rainbow sorbet ice cream. "Spoiled." Alex knew a couple of them were watching, but let it be for now. The purr-ball jumped down and ran for the hills, after getting the Agent Danvers stare. She set hers down and wrapped an arm around Kara's waist to pull her closer, who set hers beside the other one. Her stomach dropped when who she held gently but protectively, pulled up the long sleeves of Alex's old shirt with constellations on it. "Kar?" She wasn't sure the right thing to say if her sister asked, terrified of what might come out of Kara's mouth when they became visible to her. Did she..already know?

"I did these, didn't I." Those uncanney blues looked up and if her own chestnut ones weren't quivering before, they were shaking like crazy now. "Please Lex..sis..will you tell me?" Alex couldn't lie or hide the dread of what she knew anymore, or shield her sister from the inevitable, like she had for days and nights on end. Kara was searching for answers and somehow she knew that her big sis had what she sought. Suddenly, all that bravery and 'Badass' nature had vanished with one solid plead in those eyes. Instead of saying it, Alex nodded, too speechless to speak the words and deliver answers in that manner. Either that or a cowardly way out. "Rraos?"

"Why?" Kara had not only spoken the word perfectly, but knew what it meant. "Tarriv Rrip Wem?" There wasn't any confusion, which had her mind rattling with so many questions it made her dizzy from it all.

"Why uh..why do..I..think? That right?" Alex could only nod again. "This." She watched her sister lean to the side and slide something out from under one of the pillows on the sofa. Panic set in immediately, noticing the album. It wasn't just her voice that had fled, but all coherent thought to stop what was about to happen. "This?" The photo album was opened and before she could gather her bearings, the cover they made as kids, was removed with the utmost care. "Two places. Two homes." She swallowed, down the lump in her throat, even when Kara slid back against her lounged but with a cautious posture that Alex picked up on immediately. She held that same cautiousness, trying not to let it show, until a soft gentle hand covered the one she rested on her sister's stomach. Her other hand was grabbed and put on the cover, as both of them traced the carvings. "Our first project.."

"..together." Their smiles were identical at that.

"Aoe..El Mayarah." They pronounced the kryptonese perfectly, together, relishing in the presence of the other there with them.

"Aoe. Sister. Stronger Together." Kara spoke softly, gently leaning forward to set the cover down on the table. She opened up the photo album, putting her head back just in time to see her big sister's expression that hadn't hid it in time. "Sisters forever?"

"Yep." Alex would do her best to regulate her breathing, calm down the pounding in her chest and release the tension running through her entire body. The bravery Kara always showed not only as Supergirl but also the blessing in Alex's life that had appeared at the front door and into their world, was what she needed to be for her now and dammit she wouldn't fail her again.

"Sad." Kara traced the first photograph with her hand, feeling the weight of her own pain captured in film. "You took it."

"I did. Kar.." Too late. The page was turned and when it was, Alex couldn't help but hold her breath.

"Wai Aoe. Breathe please." Kara waited until she felt the push against her back, knowing she was doing so. "Comic-Con?" She didn't know the impact of her question in the least.

Alex felt more than her stomach drop. Her sister didn't know who Supergirl was, which became apparent with the next thing that left Kara's lips. "Who is Supergirl?"

"Wh..who..do you think..she is?" This was it. Judgement day.

"I.." Kara shut her eyes until an excruciating stabbing in her skull ripped the air straight out of her lungs, slapping her eyelids up as she let out a gut wrenching scream. In an instant, any and all in the area were booking it towards the noise. Consequences be damned when the Symbol of Hope they still saw her as, struck every single soul with an intensity unlike anything they had felt before.

"G...get..her...d..d..down..t..to.." Lucy could see how quickly Alex was unraveling when tremors raked her entire body and the onslaught of a panic attack was setting in. Sam moved with Maggie, working in tandem to bring Kara into the vast sun room, where they could lay her on the center mattress, taking a page out of Alex's book. The minute they had her onto her back, she arched up, dropped down and released a much louder scream then moments ago. Her body spasmed brutally, hands trembling with fingers curling. Before either knew how to help, Megan and Lena were trying to keep her still while taking one of her hands each. They looked at one another, nodded in agreement and heard cursing come from Alex when Lucy practically carried her over.

"Where's your doc stuff Danvers?!"

"Tool Chest! Top..top shelf to left in office. HURRY!" Maggie was up with the intention of booking it that direction, when it was Nia to run past her. The Detective dropped down and grabbed one of Sam's hands squeezing like crazy. Sara had screamed at Thea to grab her helmet so they can rush off to get Eliza, Felicity and Kelly. Megan told Maggie her code, who went to get the phone out of her backpack. Sam had to sit back some, gripping to one of the beds with tears pouring down her face. "Sam! I need you to trade..trade places with Lena."

"Kit?" Alex nodded and the businesswoman let her prior CEO take over the hand she never wanted to let go of again if she could help it. This former Director needed Lena's head on straight and on autopilot, when she opened the medical kit and searched in the second tray for what she knew Alex wanted. "Ready?" She had just twisted the inflation bag on, handing Alex gloves along with the laryngoscope, putting them on just as quick as she did, sliding next to the older of the Danvers' sisters, while they worked as one unit when the endotracheal tube was pushed through what Alex had slid into Kara's throat. She waited until signaled and began to squeeze the bag to push air through. "C'mon. C'mon Sis. Don't do this again. Not again."

"Got it!" Maggie brought the unlocked device by Megan's face.

"Call Luka!" She yelled into it, which it followed her command to the letter. "Speaker!"

"Breathing. Pulse still a little weak." Lucy informed them, relying on some of her old school college CPR, First Aid training she had learned back in the day.

"Mega Major! Sooo..ditched me for a certain Danvers in town? Which one I wonder." The male voice rang true and before Megan could respond, Alex had beaten her to it. The new Director smacked her arm lightly, signalling Kara's pulse was steady.

"Lucas..I..we..need your help. Where are you at. Fuck. Fuck! C'mon...c'mon Sis."

"Same house? I've got my truck packed up. Be there in a good fifteen, Alexa." She would kick his ass later, hearing her sister's breathing even out. She motioned Lena to quit squeezing and knelt down to whisper to her sister to breathe out in three, so she could remove the tube. As Kara did, coughing came with it and Alex set the intubation objects to the side. Luckily, Nia was on key. She handed her a room temp water bottle and straw. Once her sister's head was in her lap and she carefully lifted her up some and the bottle cap was twisted off with the straw slipped in. When it was brought to Kara's lips, slow sips were taken and with it, she hoped it would soothe her dry throat.

"Gay as the day is long Luka. You should know." She wasn't able to keep focus on the phone call with her friend, too concerned with tremors of fear taking hold just a little tighter than usual. A slight whimper with a hint of panic had her crying for her sister, unaware she was already there and holding her with all the love in the world. The sounds of those sobs, just a hint of mumbling, partnered with the littlest of vocal fears had been just enough to alert the receiver on the phone who it was, remembering as Megan did, that tone from when they were kids. "Hey Kara? Remember Luka? Took you to my Uncle's house for our slip and slide party? Kara. Hey kiddo. Remember? The pool gathering? Come on honey."

"Luuuk...k..ka.." Alex's gaze met Megan's, both shock and relief visible in their expressions. Kara was whimpering, but thrashing less. His voice was calming her some and they took it as some incredible blessing. "You...gelato condiviso..shared...ice crea.." Her tears had everyone, including Megan and who had ran in with her, shedding them too.

"I did. I shared my ice cream cookie sandwich with you. Così gentile. Remember? You told me that." Lucy 'psst' to Alex, trying to figure out what language.

"Italian." Lena whispered as softly as she could. She was counting her blessings that no one had thrown her out the door. Yet.

"So..kind. Così gentile. So kind. You um..come..Qui?" Maggie couldn't help but be stumped by the simple, caring and so very thankful actions to which she was doing her best to help with. She was gripping Nia's hand, who was modifying the strength she used on the Detective's. Dreamer didn't need to crush this amazing person's own, after showing her such comfort with what she had done before.

"I'm coming there kid. I'll bring you a couple of those ice cream sandwiches. Why don't we stay on the phone. Don't wanna leave you hanging by the pool without your protector. So I heard blondie locks isn't in Midvale anymore? Went red and short on me?"

"L'ho fatto." Lucy was hesitant but handed Lena her phone for the translator app on the list. Once opened, even though the Director figured the CEO already knew the language fluently, she still held it out so the rest of them could see it when it showed 'I did'. What they didn't know, was Lena wasn't the only one that understood.

"Portane alcuni." Megan smiled, stroking Kara's knuckles and nodding to Sam who mirrored her movements.

"I'll bring more than a few, Megara. You're not a damsel. Not in distress. I think you can tie your own sandals and everything." A few of them chuckled, including the one laying down. "Bringing three flavors. I can handle this. Even from the underworld." Megan rolled her eyes at who had everyone in a better mood. "I left hubby with the fates. He's working on the indoor plumbing. It's actually dangerous since he doesn't know how to change out the right P-Trap. I feel for the fireman."

"Get your ass here already." After Lucas spoke another quote to make Kara giggle, even with a slight cough, he ended the call and once more with Megan's eyes rolling at his antics. However, the tension rose, as her hand stilled, when the most beautiful of blue met emeralds in the most intense of stares. In a heartbeat, she had reached out to snatch the free hand of Alex's and right away their thoughts matched perfectly in sync.

"Le...Lee?" Lena was speechless, when Sam placed the hand she was holding in one of hers. She accepted that and embraced it tenderly with both of hers. She couldn't stop them from shaking, but tried anyway. "Got..my.." Confusion filtered through Kara's facial features, as if trying to place the memory. "Vid...hurt. All wrong. Wrong me. Udol. Khap Nahn Udol." No one could move, the minute she turned her arm and looked directly at where 'Bad, evil, wrong' all meaning the same, had been carved there, by her almost two months ago. "You...you hurt. One in..red. One in blue...fake. Hurt Lee. Me. So..rry."

"Never say sorry. I'm so sorry Kara." The trembling wouldn't stop, but still she held her best friend's hand as gently as possible. Their gazes didn't relent or break. She barely heard the sound getting closer, but didn't let go despite it.

"Away." Everyone turned to the hissed voice, even Kara that glanced to where one of their gang was dressed in her hero attire, even with the bandit mask, aiming an arrow pulled back at her bow. She was downright pissed, seeing the Luthor so close to the sunlight she had torn apart and left to the darkness with what she had done.

"Easy." Felicity walked over, Eliza and Kelly beside her and Sara stepping beside her little sister, bringing two fingers onto the arrow and lightly pushing down. The two women snarled words at each other, but Thea relaxed the bow string and indeed lowered what she itched to shoot right through the cursed business bitch's brain.

"Hey sunshine." She ignored who was way too close for Felicity's comfort, setting down her kit and pointing to Alex's case. "I take it you got an IV and all that jazz in there?"

"I do. What is.." All eyes landed on a now open metal case with two syringes inside, One with a copper ring and one with a silver band. Browns shivered when looking at both, noticing how the blonde had asked everyone to back up, including the woman who didn't want to let go of her sister's hand in any way shape or form.

"Got a question, for..both of you." Felicity waited until the tool style case was slid over already open, being told the light blue zip up case had her IV kit in there. She was about to lay down the toughest decision the Danvers Sisters would ever make. 'Please..don't let this, ruin everything..'

Felicity helped Alex pull Kara up into an almost sitting position leaned back against her sister. "Can..all of you leave?"

"Like. Hell." Lucy growled.

"Not moving." Sam spoke firmly.

"Not leaving my Danvers' girls." Maggie challenged, slid next to Alex's side now.

"No." Nia spoke, dressed in her Dreamer attire.

"Ní dóigh liom go bhfuil. I..don't think so." Megan said in both languages.

"Over my dead body. Thar mo chorp marbh." Lena knew who had just released Irish, would recognize their mutual tongue of Gaelic that came from her. It was then, when heavy footsteps with a much deeper growl than Lucy could ever elicit, a slide let go and a click of a chamber was warranted by the partner of the woman holding their hope protectively. In a familiar stance, steady hands and a solid aim, the woman holding the glock never faltered in her position nor movement. She wouldn't move, but dared the putrid CEO to do so.

"Get..AWAY from..MY..girlfriend, AND her sister. NOW!" This was a side she hadn't seen before. This aggression wasn't something intimate, or even protective. Alex recognized it and for the first time, she felt a tinge of anger rising within her. Someone had a gun out, and aimed far too close to her sister. All hell was going to rain down. "Get. Out." One hand fell away and the wrist turned until the gun was sideways, still aimed. "Leave!" She flicked her gaze to who had gradually slid in front of her sister and furthermore...her. It wasn't just them, but Lena too. Not fast enough, she kept thinking. .

"Shit.." Instinct as a cop was to reach for her sidearm, cursing under her breath when she realized she wasn't armed and another set of profanity warranted the realization that neither was the Director. That's when they saw both their guns at Kelly's foot, kicked further away from them all. "Danvers." Maggie saw it clear as day when she saw that single finger curl, eyes widening unable to fathom how to use her voice to warn them. Lucy however could.

"ALEX!" Two late. The trigger was pulled, yet no bullet released. The sounds a firearm makes when releasing the ammo, was absent. The gun didn't lower, slide pulled back again, with hands changed, two steps towards them, with hers and the Detective's impossible to get to now. Kelly was blocking that path. She knew how to shoot with either hand, just as steady and even Alex swallowed down the lump in her throat.

"Get...AWAY! Luthors DON'T belong here! You SCREW MY BROTHER! Used him up. You used MY girlfriend! Look at what YOU did! Isn't she stressed enough?! GET AWAY FROM HERE!" The trigger was pulled and once more the same sound was heard, even though everyone jumped now. The free hand reached back, came forward and turned the firearm the other way. Something was shown, explaining why nothing had been fired before. The packed magazine was shoved into well of the handle, until the click was heard. The slide was pulled back, gun changing hands again. "Get. Out. You've been around MY girlfriend enough! You aren't welcome! Your post traumatic stress disorder has brought upon stress to MY girlfriend and the rest of my comrades here. Your attendance is creating negative consequences for the rest of us. How your critical inner voices and unworthiness in those twisted thoughts of yours are only bringing violation by your assertive actions. One. More. Chance."

"Danvers." Maggie put a hand behind her back, scooting back just enough, feeling the correct amount of taps on her palm. "Maybe we should.."

"STOP THIS! Kelly, I get your anger but dammit we came to help NOT hinder!"

"NOT with HER here. Leave...NOW! LEAVE!" Kelly yelled, unable to hold in the anger anymore. She was done with this calm collective demeanor. That ends. Now. "Take 'THAT' out of here! Get her..away..from MY fucking GIRLFRIEND! YOU!" She knew she couldn't keep contain the disdain, rage, disgust and hate anymore and without saying the words, part of her wished both problems would leave. "Those masked MANIACS! Your PUTRID BROTHER! It's ALL...because of YOU! We were FINE! Everything was FINE! Alex suffered BECAUSE of YOU! Because of YOU PEOPLE!"

"You know…..Soooo done with this..Soap." The Detective studied the line of sight and with that evidence, her blood began to boil. Things were GOING to change. She curled her pinky and another correct amount of taps were felt. Game on. Maggie yawned, stretching out until she had her legs in Lena's lap, resting over both Danvers' ones and a head in Lucy's. She stretched even further, getting cheeky and slapping Megan's ass. "Too much...testosterone."

"Agreed." Megan smirked, watching Kelly swing her arm but not fast enough. The glock was grabbed from the psychologist's hand, magazine dropped out and the round safely removed out the back. In mere moments, the entire gun was disassembled and pieces dropped to the floor, the psychologist too, after a pressure point that easily left her sawing logs. "Theeeeere she is!"

Stunning blue eyes, lighter than most, a wavy bit of short blonde hair slightly spiked in the back, a smile that could make the sun rise just like hers and the muscles to make gay and straight boys swoon were on display with him in a sky blue muscle tank and comfortable tan cargo pants. No combat boots, but tan colored sandals fit the rest of him and when he knelt down, he let that smile reach who it was meant to. "Brought your favorite kid."

He had picked up what he set down to disarm the one still standing probably too flabbergasted to move by his actions, holding out the goodie in the package getting the happiest of expressions from sparkling blue eyes of who he came to see and help. She took what was given then lunged in to hug him, after the Detective moved. Maggie saw what was brought to 'Little Danvers' and smiled. A candy sprinkled chocolate chip cookie sandwich with Neapolitan ice cream had been brought for Kara. It was then she noticed the packaging and put two and two together. With strong but gentle arms, he wrapped around her to reciprocate the hug.

Alex felt a smile tug at her lips, partially hugging Lucas too and before long Megan was joining them. Soft light blues looked to a pair of emeralds and an expression of appreciation for his presence, among things. He motioned with his head to join in on the hug, smiling even more when she did just that. Lena felt an arm around her, from none other than Megan. Meanwhile, Maggie, Lucy and Sam fell back with a long sigh, as if breathing for the first time in hours. Nia had joined Thea, sitting against the wall. Sara walked over to Kelly, flung her over her shoulder in a fireman carry, walking to where Eliza and Felicity were waiting for her. She would let her little sister watch over the group.

With the calm, BEFORE she brought up the storm, she just let it go and smiled when hearing Kara giggle and light joking banter amongst the gang. The decision could wait for now. Let them all embrace in a light..only ONE truly held, like the angel she was, in everyone's eyes..