The one where Lena Luthor saves Christmas

Chapter 1

Kara wasn't quite sure why she always babbled at Lena Luthor. She, at least in her Kara Danvers iteration, was a nervous person for sure, but she still managed a degree of eloquence with others that utterly abandoned her whenever she was in the presence of the CEO.

They'd met for a late lunch, Lena managing to squeeze her in around a mountain of paperwork. The woman hadn't even had the chance to leave her office, too busy in preparation for the oncoming tax year. It was December 23rd, but no doubt Lena's fastidiousness meant that she wanted to be well prepared for auditors and shareholders and every other drain on her time pulling her away from Kara.

Kara was aware she wasn't thinking rationally. Lena was at the helm of one of the most famous and influential businesses in National City. It was perfectly sensible for the woman not to want to slow down heading into the new year. And so what if she had a few thousand staff to work on problems for her, given everything that had happened with Lex and the direction he had taken the corporation, no doubt Lena wanted to be the first to know about anything going wrong with L Corp. Kara just wished it allowed them more time together. Recently, she was only really managing to see Lena as Supergirl, flying by at 1am when the CEO was often still in her office. She'd sometimes gently encourage the other woman to head to bed, but she was well aware that it was unlikely the other woman would have done so.

'But do you really have to work on Christmas?!' Kara exclaimed, letting out a breathy huff of air and fiddling with her fork. She didn't really need a fork, Lena just ate her Pizza with cutlery, making sure to keep those delicate fingers grease free. She always provided Kara with her own, though to date it had never been used, Kara basically inhaled her pizza anyway.

'Kara, there's lots of work involved in running a business. Things don't stop ticking over just because of some heart-warming concept of a 4th century bishop in a fat suit, sponsored by Coca-Cola!' Lena responded. She wasn't really irritated, despite the sarcastic remark. She never could be at Kara, not for very long anyway.

'It's not just about that Lena, think about the food, oh my god the food. And presents, and family!' Kara rambled, unthinking, too busy lost in the memories of her years with the Danvers. Christmas was such a loving, warm time, and she wanted Lena to feel that way too.

'What Family Kara? Not that Lionel and Lillian were enthusiastic about Christmas even while we were growing up, but I really can't just go along to the prison to have a chat with what remains of the Luthors as a Christmas surprise.' Lena responded, defensively. Didn't Kara think that she'd want that if she could?

'Lena, you're not alone now you know. You have me, you have my friends, you're not as alone as you think. We're celebrating together, it would be good if you could come' Kara responded, gently taking Lena's hand and stroking it with her thumb.

'I wouldn't want to encroach on anyone…' Lena started, unsure of herself. Kara's thumb was impairing her ability to concentrate. The woman was sitting next to her on her comfortable office sofa, and the proximity was making her head spin.

'No listen, you wouldn't be. With my appetite, we have so much food and there's going to be Eliza and Alex, but Winn is invited too. And it's even at my place, so you'll know where to go and everything! It'll be great, please come Lena!' Kara babbled excitedly, still holding Lena's hand, entirely unaware of the distraction she was causing. She was too enthused at the thought of having her closest, most important friend with her on her favourite holiday of the year.

'Kara, I have a lot to do and…' Lena started, attempting to get her bearings before being cut off by Kara again. Really, had the other woman gotten closer in her exuberance?

'Are you really saying it can't wait a day? Come over on Christmas eve, everyone is getting to my place about midday, then staying for Christmas. One day Lena, day and a half tops. Then you can go back to your accounts or whatever' Kara replied, bouncing a little on the spot.

'Next year's budget, which needs to be finalised in the next week' corrected Lena. Really, for someone who interviewed her all the time, it was surprising Kara didn't have a better idea of what was involved in her work. She didn't begrudge her though; accounts were one of the least interesting elements of her work. She'd much prefer tinkering in R&D than pouring over expenses spreadsheets.

'Exactly! Next week, you've got enough time to take a day.' Kara responded, pleased with herself. She could see the moment Lena capitulated, and flushed a little as she realised how long she'd been holding the other woman's hand.

'What would I need to bring?' Lena asked, resigned to her fate.

'Just yourself, honestly, we have everything, and Eliza always goes overboard anyway. I always manage to finish it though!' Kara said happily. It was true, her apartment cupboards and fridge-freezer were full to bursting, and they were ordering pizza too.

'I'm really not surprised. Very well. I can see you're not going to give up on this. I'll come for the afternoon and get a car home.' Lena wasn't surprised about the food situation. Kara had just managed to finish two large pizzas alone, and it wasn't even unusual for the other woman. She wasn't sure how Kara maintained such a lovely figure, Lena herself had to make time for daily exercise just to burn off her salads and sandwiches.

'Lena, you can't get your driver to work on Christmas eve! Just stay with me, it'll be fun. The others are staying at Alex's, it's close by. I don't really want to be alone on Christmas anyway and it'll be way more fun to be with you.' Kara continued, pressing her advantage. Lena probably paid her driver an enormous amount of money to be on call, and the guy had probably expected to work over the holiday, though Lena would probably be considerate about her timing. Still, more time with Lena, right?

'If you insist, although I don't know if your sofa is going to be big enough.' Lena replied, resigned. She was going to do whatever it was that Kara wanted, simply because it was Kara and her willpower never seemed to last very long with her.

'Lena, we're best friends, just stay in my room. It's fine. Friends have sleepovers?' Kara said, almost to reassure herself. She was a little apprehensive, this was Lena. Gorgeous, aloof Lena. What if Kara snored or stole the covers? What if she drooled on her?!

'Friends in their teens, sure. In their twenties? Perhaps a little less common.' Lena responded gently. She didn't want to deny Kara, but sharing a bed? That might be a little difficult for her 'bisexual with a crush' self to handle.

'It's going to be fineeee. We'll be fine! Totally fine. Just two friends sharing a room on Christmas eve. Totally normal people.' Kara babbled nervously, before continuing, attempting to change the subject.

'I used to love waiting up for Santa, even though I know I'm too old now and he's not real. Did you ever get to think he was real? Eliza and Jeramiah were so good at teaching me about it when I came to them, and always made sure to keep the magic alive.'

'Didn't you move in with them as a teenager Kara? No, Lionel and Lillian really weren't the type to allow fun to get in the way of facts.' Lena asked fondly. It wasn't exactly a surprise that her adorable companion managed to completely ignore the normal age limits on maintaining the illusion.

'Well maybe then I can get you excited about it. It'll be my goal for the holidays!' Kara smirked, pulling Lena in for a hug before leaving to let her get on with work, telling the CEO to get mentally ready for tomorrow. No talk of business or reporting, only fun and games and pizza.

Lena couldn't wait.