Author's Note: So, I'm back. This chapter is dedicated to the guest Legendoffun who wrote me a great review. She/He also has a hankering for making cute guys get hurt or sick :) Here's a note to him/her: If you ever have a story you want to share with me, feel free to copy it into a comment. I could even post it if you wanted, giving you full credit, of corse.

Now for chapter 2. This takes place after Mon-El and Kara get back to the DEO.

Kara was sitting on her couch in her apartment when there was a knock at the door. She paused the movie she was watching and x-rayed through the wood to see Mon-El, leaning against the door with a tired look on his face.

She was up and opening the door in seconds. He stumbled in. "Hey..."

"You doing alright?" She asked in concern. "Did the doctors treatment not help?"

"It did." He shrugged. "They said it would take me a bit to recover."

"But you'll be fine?" Kara pressed. Mon-El nodded. "Do you need anything?"

"No, I'm fine." Her phone buzzed and she glance down at it. It was from Alex.

Doctors said to tell you to make sure he ices his knee.

She tested hurriedly back. Ok, thx. He's at my apartment now. He looks kind of pale.

The reply came almost immediately. Docs said he is a little malnourished and dehydrated. He was in there for a few days. Give him food and liquids and he should be fine.

Kara glanced up at Mon-El, who was shifting back and forth staring at his feet awkwardly. She frowned. "Alex said that the doctors want you to put ice on you knee."

"Ok." He took a step and wobbled for a moment, face tightening with pain.

She grabbed his arm and helped him to her couch. "Hold still, ok? I'm going to go get you ice and some dinner."

When she came back, Mon-El was leaning his head against the side of her couch, eyes closed. "Mon-El? Are you ok?" She asked again, quieter this time.

His eyes flickered open. "I'm kind of dizzy." He admitted.

"Have something to drink, I'll text Alex." Kara handed him a glass of water, which he took a gulp of. She pressed the ice pack to his knee and pulled out her phone again.

He says he's dizzy.

Hang on... Alex responded. Then, Could be because of the drastic fever switches he had. Get him to lie down and close his eyes. If it doesn't get better I can send someone over.

Ok. Kara tested back. She placed her phone on the table. "Alex said to lie down and close your eyes."

He stretched out on his back, head lolling to one side as he molded into the couch. Kara stroked his hair like she had done in the corridor at Cadmus. This time, however, Mon-El wasn't dying, and she had instant medical attention at her fingertips. Mon-El sighed quietly and leaned into her touch. Kara wondered if he even knew he was doing it.

She hadn't realized he had fallen asleep until he shifted and began to mumble under his breath. Kara shook his shoulder, and he sat bolt upright. "Don't hurt her!"

"Mon-El!" She cried. "It's ok, you're alright. You're safe. I'm right here."

He gasped for a moment, staring fixedly at the floor. "Yeah. Right. You- I'm safe."

He forced a smile that didn't reach his eyes and reached for the glass of water resting on the table. When it was empty he leaned back against the couch. "So... what now?"

"You eat something, and then get some rest." Kara told him firmly. She pressed the icepack to his knee.

"Ow.." He complained.

There was a knock at the door, and Kara got off the couch. She opened it to find Alex, Winn and James standing there. "Oh.. hey guys." She saw that there were holding food and gave them a smile. "Aw, you didn't have to do that!"

"Hey, you survived from Cadmus- it was the least we could do." Alex assured her. She glanced at Mon-El, still on the couch, eyes closed again. "How's he doing?"

"He's.. alright." Kara shrugged. "He's not letting me in, so I can't really figure out what to do. But I'm gonna take care of him."

Alex gave her sister a knowing look. "You do that."

"What was that look?" Kara asked suspiciously. Alex gave an "I don't know what you're talking about" face. "You stop that! Why did you give me that look?"

"What look?" Alex questioned, grinning at her sister moan.

"Hey Kara?" Winn called from the living room. "These pot-stickers are cold."

"Coming!" Kara told him. She gave her sister one more narrow eyed look, and walked over to her friends. She laser eyed the food. "Cold no longer!"

When her friends finally left (she loved them, she really did, but Mon-El was starting to get a haggard look on his face as he plastered on a smile and talked with Winn), Kara plopped down beside her resident alien and hesitantly leaned her head on his shoulder. "So..."

"So..." Mon-El repeated. He relaxed into the couch. "Um, Kara? Do you mind if I stay over here tonight? I mean, I can just stay on the couch, obviously, but I don't really want to head back to the DEO. I can't... I can't do a cell. Even though it's not a real cell, I just-"

"Yes, Mon-El, you can stay here." Kara cut him off. "I was going to suggest it, anyway."

"Oh. Great. Thanks." Mon-El came the closest Kara had ever seen him to blushing. "Then... I will get some rest."

"Ok." Kara murmured. "Good night, Mon-El."

Before she could do anything, he had gently kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you for taking care of me, Kara."

Her skin tingled. "Um.. no problem." Then she hurriedly walked out of the room, heart pounding. She could let him see how much that kiss had affected her. He was just being friendly. Nothing more.

When she got a text from Winn later that evening telling her that Mon-El had asked if she was "latched XP", she buried her head in her pillow and decided that she was done thinking about gorgeous Daxemites. At least until tomorrow.

Author's Note: So there you have it. That is the real end. I hope it was satisfactory.

If you want to prompt me for a story with them, please do. I'm having trouble thinking of fanfiction for them that don't include Mon-El being hurt or sick so I need your help.