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Chapter 3 –

The impact didn't hurt as much as she had expected. In fact, nothing had changed. It surprised Cat, who opened an eye and looked around. What she saw sent a shiver up her spine. Supergirl had caught her.

She didn't know what to say.

Kara, whose eyes were wet with tears, flew them silently to her apartment. After Myriad, she knew Cat had figured out who she was.

She floated through her open window, and set Cat down gently in her living room. Her tiredness was catching up to her, even with the adrenaline coursing through her veins in response to what she had just witnessed. She could feel the weight of the last few weeks coming back to her. Using her super speed to change into something more comfortable, she came back to see that Cat hadn't moved.

Kara took her hand, and led her to the couch so they could sit. She did not release Cat's hand once they were seated. She felt guilty; she hadn't been there for her boss when the woman needed her.

"I'm sorry," she said slowly.

"About what, precisely?" Cat asked.

"I'm sorry I haven't been around these past few weeks. I'm sorry I lied about my identity. And I'm sorry I didn't come sooner."

Cat looked puzzled. She had just tried to take her own life, and her savior was the one apologizing? When did this world become so weird?

"Kara," she said. "You are not responsible for my misery. I made a choice tonight. A choice I would surely regret tomorrow morning; but that still seems a better choice right now, rather than having to wake up tomorrow."

"You can't think like that! Think about Carter!"

Cat's expression darkened, and Kara suddenly wondered if something had happened to the boy.

"What happened?" she asked. "Is he okay? Cat, I should have been there. I should have –"

"He's okay," her boss interrupted. "Well, I think he is. I lost custody of him a few weeks ago."

"What? How?"

Cat explained, bringing Kara up to speed. The young reporter's eyes filled with tears again as Cat spoke, but she listened without interrupting. How could she let Cat lose her son? While she had been trying to protect her mentor, she had neglected her in the worst way possible.

"Miss Grant, we are going to fix it. I will talk to the social worker, and the judge. If I have to, I will threaten his father…"

"Stop!" Cat ordered. "I failed at being a mother. I let myself go. I was too dependent on things that made me weak." She pulled her hand away as she spoke.

"While trying to protect you, I made you lose Carter. And now I've lost you," Kara whispered.

"I beg your pardon?" Cat glanced up. "Protect me from what? I don't understand."

"The ship held someone we have been unable to stop. He is trying to hurt everyone, including the people my cousin and I care about. I didn't want to put you and Carter in danger, so I kept my distance."

Cat was furious. All her anger was redirected at Kara at that moment.

"How dare you?" She yelled, standing up and pacing once. "Who do you think you are to make decisions for me, without talking with me?"

"Do you think it was easy for me?" Kara snapped back. "Do you think being unable to see or talk to you for weeks hasn't hurt me? Every minute of every day felt like drowning, because I had no idea what I was doing. I didn't have your advice to guide me. I couldn't turn to you for help, without painting a target on your back."

"You decided to turn your back on me when I needed you, to "protect" me?" Cat scoffed. "I don't need your protection! Why would I be targeted anyway? Because I'm famous?"

"No!" Kara shouted, jumping up. "He'd come after your because you are important to me! How can you be such a brilliant journalist, and miss something so obvious?"

Her words were met with silence.

Kara blushed, realizing what she had just said, before settling back onto the couch.

Cat didn't move for a long moment. Then she returned to her seat, as well. Taking a deep breath, she said, "I think there are some things we need to discuss."

The End