Prologue

Kara and Mon-El laid in her bed. She laid on her back as he propped up against her. They were both content and happy.

"I'm sorry I lied to you," Mon-El blurted out for the umpteenth time.

Kara just smiled at him. "You don't have to keep apologizing, she told him.

"I know," Mon-El said. " it's just you told me right away how do you feel about the the Crown Prince of Daxom, and I wanted to distance myself from who I used to be."

Kara looked at him as explained. She pieced some of what he was telling her. Some of it she was understanding for the first time.

"I am not proud of who I used to be," Mon-El continued. "Being on this planet. Being with you has changed me for the better. I like this version of me."

Kara smiled. "I do, too," Kara said and leaned forward to kiss him.

He moaned. "Kara, I don't deserve you," he said. "You deserve someone, so much better than me."

"I don't care," Kara told him. "I love you, anyway."

"I love you, too," Mon-El said. "I hope my parents go home soon and leave Earth alone for good."

"You think there's a chance they won't leave Earth alone?" Kara asked.

"I don't know," Mon-El confessed. "I wouldn't put it past them. They want me, Kara, to go back with them. To be the Crown Prince of Daxom once again."

"You tell me that you're the Former Prince of Daxom," Kara said.

"To us and the rest of Earth, I am," Mon-El explained. "To them, to anyone on that ship, and to anyone at home, I am the Crown Prince of Daxom." Mon-El sighed. "Family is so complicated."

Kara thought of Jeremiah Danvers, her adoptive father. "That should be the definition of Family," Kara said.

"I didn't mean to make you think of Jeremiah," Mon-El said when he thought her voice had turned to melancholy. "We will get him back from Cadamus."

"I know we will," Kara stated with confidence. "I was just thinking that we have a family with the D.E.O."

Mon-El smiled. "So we can have more than one family?" he asked

"Superman may be my biological cousin, but I still call Alex my sister," Kara explained. "We don't have to be related to be family, Mon-El."

Mon-El took in her words. "My family started with you," he said piecing her words into his own understanding of the word. Mon-El kissed her. "I love you, Kara." Mon-El kissed her again. "Let me sure my gratitude."

Kara laughed. "Well," she said. "If you want to."