DEO Agent Alex Danvers did not expect to find a 13-year-old girl in what was supposed to be a precautionary lab raid. Especially not a half-dead Kryptonian 13-year-old girl.

An AU in which Kara lands on earth 10 years later and is not found first by Superman.

Hello! This is my first Supergirl fanfiction – I'm super excited! My favorite aspect of the show is the caring sister one, so I'll probably be playing on that with lots of hurt/comfort and hopefully some action and adventure as well!

In this story, Kara lands when Alex is already grown up and a DEO agent, and the Kryptonian girl is not found by her cousin – quite the opposite actually.

The rest of what happens… You'll just have to read and see!

Rated T for swearing, torture/abuse, violence. Is it too dark?

I LOVE meeting new bases of reviewers and readers so please leave a review and let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I just like to play.

Putting down the phone, Alex Danvers reflected on the fact that she was not particularly pleased to have just received a mission on Thanksgiving Day.

It had been a horrible couple of months since the crashing of Fort Rozz on Earth. Aliens had been popping up all over the place, wrecking havoc, and Alex had been looking forward to a quiet dinner where the only thing that could kill her was an overdoes of food and her mom's continuous questions about her job in a lab that didn't exist.

Slowly she walked back to the table that sat in the center of her small apartment, pausing in the doorway to watch her mother avidly cutting the roast bird. As she absentmindedly rubbed her arm, Alex contemplated how to break the news. She had about ten minutes to get into work and out on the mission, leaving her about another thirty seconds to explain the situation.

"Mom."

Eliza Danver's head shot up, eyes instantly filling with rather regretful understanding.

"You have to go into the lab, don't you?" It wasn't a question.

"Yeah. It's an emergency," Alex grimaced. This time she wasn't lying – the mission was a lab raid, so technically a lab, and it was an emergency. They had just received sudden intel that the lab they had been keeping tabs on for suspected alien chemical manufacturing was going to abandon site, possibly having found out they were being watched. If they wanted to figure out whatever was going on in there, they had to move fast.

"Do good work," Eliza gave a half smile as Alex moved around the room gathering her things.

"Always." Alex returned half a smile back and slid out of the apartment.

Between their two half-smiles, they at least had one full Thanksgiving smile. It would have to be good enough.

xoxoxo

Everything hurt.

Numbly, the girl tried to reposition her body to place less pressure on her aching limbs, but the movement only introduced new spikes of pain.

Dropping her head, she resigned herself to the fact that there was no escape from the increasing misery that had been her life ever since she had been torn out of her pod. That day had been the one and only time she had seen this planet's bright sun.

Somewhere, she knew, her baby cousin was on this same planet, and she continued to cling to the hope that maybe, somehow, he had landed somewhere else and avoided the capture she had fallen into. She had not yet seen his little face anywhere in the lab when she was taken in and out of her cell for testing, as they liked to call it.

Closing her eyes, the girl could still see the green glow of the bracelets that clamped around her wrists and ankles. The sickly green followed her everywhere.

"Wake up." A hard boot kicked her in the side.

Face blank, the girl pulled herself to her feet, allowing the large man to grab her glowing wrists. She never knew when they were going to come for her, sometimes it seemed like days and days she would be alone. Other times it seemed like they were back for her every hour.

Usually this was the point when she allowed her mind to wander, as she was led into a testing room or whatever they had planned for her that day, but the urgency with which the man dragged her forward this time was unusual.

"Come on!" he yanked her roughly, ignoring her small cry of pain. They were practically running, but her legs just couldn't keep up and she crashed down to the ground, only to be wrenched painfully back up.

All around, scientists and guards were racing around frantically, pushing testing equipment, carrying boxes…

"There it is!"

They referred to her as "it".

"I'm going to increase the Kryptonite levels for transport, the subject is our priority, I want it transported now!"

The girl found herself being delivered into the arms of the head scientist and immediately he was fiddling with her bracelets. They beeped and the girl gasped as she dropped to the ground, what little energy she had draining out of her body.

Helpless to resist, she was laid in a pod, somewhat similar to the one she had arrived on this hellish planet in, just as an explosion rocked the building.

The lights flickered and then went out.

There was swearing and the pod lid was banged closed, leaving the girl alone and trapped.

As gunfire and screaming filled the air, muffled by the pod, the girl closed her eyes and hoped, as she had many times, that somehow this was all just a nightmare and soon she would be waking up in her bed on Krypton.

The noise was only getting louder, and closer. The pod rocked and an explosion filled her ears something hit the metal encasing her.

And then suddenly it was quiet.

There was a hiss as the pod opened and light flooded into her eyes.

Faintly the girl could see a woman's surprised face. She wasn't a scientist – she wasn't anybody the girl had ever seen before. Somewhat in a daze, the girl watched the woman's face morph into a look of horror. Her lips were moving but she couldn't here anything anymore, couldn't focus on anything except the pain and exhaustion that was steadily growing.

Somehow she realized the woman was trying to comfort her, telling her should would be okay, and made out one thing she was saying – "What is your name?"

"Kara Zor-El," she managed to respond before welcoming the soft escape of black unconsciousness.

The lab raid was quickly going to shit. What was supposed to be a quick raid had turned into a full out fire-fight, with bullets flying through the air like rain.

Alex dove into a nearby room, flipping the table for makeshift cover, barking orders at the other agents.

One thing she knew for sure – this sure as hell wasn't just a pharmaceutical lab. They had been right to move in, catching the lab before it dismantled. However, they hadn't been expecting the amount of firearms that were defending the operation.

Expecting something and being prepared, however, were two different things. And Alex Danvers was nothing if not prepared, as was her team. Caught by surprise, their advance had faltered initially, but having regrouped, she knew they would soon be in control of the facility.

"Top right quadrant secured," a voice affirmed in her ear.

"Bottom right quadrant secured."

"Top left quadrant in process of securement."

That left her and her team, which had been assigned the hardest sector.

Alex took a deep breath, grabbed her gun, and continued forward. Taking a room to the left, she quickly neutralized some of the guards, before pulling her body back out of sight around the corner.

"Put your hands up and surrender!" she shouted into the room. Three figures in white were flocked around what seemed to be a large metal container.

"We have a possible weapon in our quadrant, maybe a bomb, could contain alien material, it looks like large metal pod. There are three scientists with it," she reported into her headpiece, motioning to her fellow agents to move forward and check the remaining section of their sector. This pod could be the entire reason for this facility.

"Neutralize the situation and do not tamper with the weapon," her orders came back in her ear.

"I said, put your hands up and surrender!" Alex swung into the doorway, firing some strategic bullets, one hitting a scientist in the shoulder.

"What the hell is in there?" one of Alex's agents muttered, raising his gun.

"Don't shoot near it!" Alex warned, but it was too late. One of the bullets went wide of its target and ricocheted off the metal surface and hitting one of the scientists. His scream filled the air as he fell to ground, and Alex took advantage of the distraction to quickly to secure the remainder of the room.

As these situations so often progressed, the sudden silence in the room from the absence of gunfire was deafening.

"We're secure," she panted into her headpiece, moving towards the metal pod. "I'm examining the weapon."

She moved forward, carefully looking over the metal pod.
"It seems to be some type of tube created for some type of life form, with ventilation…" she observed, brow creasing, fingers brushing over the buttons on the lid. Her attention was drawn to a small monitor, showing several levels, one of which that seemed to be… a heart rate? The soft beeps were dangerously far apart.

"I think there's something inside of it," Alex breathed. Suddenly her own heart was pounding.

"Agent Danvers, do not engage."

"It's too small to be any form we know…" Alex murmured. Suddenly alarms started going off and Alex saw that the spikes on the monitor were slowing even further. "I think its heart rate is crashing!"

"Do not engage! We don't know what's in there!"

Alex ripped the earpiece out and pried the lid off.

Instantly she froze. Staring at her were two very blue eyes.

They belonged to a young girl who didn't look much older than twelve or thirteen.

"Oh my god." Alex was instantly calling for help, while at the same time trying to figure out what was wrong with the girl. Her skin was sickly pale and the girl was so so thin, her face was bruised and hair matted. Alex could see that the blue eyes were unfocused, she didn't know if there were further injuries that weren't visible.

"Hey, you're going to be okay, hey it's going to be okay." Alex tried to comfort the girl, frantically trying to figure out how she could help her, but she didn't even think the girl could hear her, didn't even know if she was fully conscious. Her gaze fell on the strange glowing green bracelets encircling the girl's wrists, like manacles.

"Hey, hold on, it's going to be okay, you're going to be okay sweetie. What's your name?"

The girl's eyes slowly found hers.

"Kara Zor-El."

And then the girl passed out.

Oh my gosh I have no idea what I'm doing...

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~silverlining