Author's Notes: Thanks again to everyone who favored, followed, and reviewed this story. I have had a lot of fun writing it—as well as a lot of moments where I thought I was going to lose my mind when I couldn't find the right words. And seeing others have enjoyed reading it, makes me feel blessed that I was able to share it with you. I hope you like this chapter too.

Dealing with police had taken a lot longer than Cat expected and by the time she was done answering all their questions and going over every detail about what happened (minus the part about her assistant being there and the fact that the young woman was Supergirl), she was utterly exhausted. Still, she did not go home and collapse into bed like her tired body was begging her to do. Instead, she had gone to her balcony at Catco, poured herself a drink, and sent Kara a text telling her where she was and ordering her to come 'ASAP'. That was over an hour ago and still, the assistant had not shown-up.

While she was waiting she had time think over everything that happened that night. She kept seeing Sam's body lying at her feet. Her words about being dead was the only excuse she'd accept for not answer the phone kept running through her mind. Sam had not been Masters' target; he'd simply been at the wrong place at the wrong time because of her.

Cat wondered about Sam's family. The man had worked for her for nearly three years, but Cat hardly knew anything about him besides, he a wife and two step-kids. The only reason she even knew that much was because the man had taken off last year to get married and go on a honeymoon. Later that day Cat would call them and express her condolences. She would also make sure they were taken care of financially. Sam had been killed because of her, the least she could do was make sure his family was not hurt from the loss of his income.

The night could have been much worse, she kept reminding herself. If Kara had not turned out to be the Girl of Steel, the police would have been notifying two families this morning. No three, she realized, because if Kara had not been Supergirl, then Cat would be dead too.

While she was mulling over all of this, Kara finally flew in wearing her Supergirl suit.

"You know, for someone who has super-speed, you sure took your time about getting here."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Grant. I was held up."

Hearing the girl make excuses reminded Cat that underneath that ridiculous costume and all those super powers was the same assistant she'd been tolerating for two years. It had been so easy to focus on the superhero identity, she totally overlooked the girl underneath. But Cat had always prided herself on being more perceptive than most. It was why she has become a journalist; she wanted to call attention to things that other people overlooked. And yet she had been fooled by a pair of glasses and a different hairstyle. How did I ever have any doubts about who she is? Sure, she had figured out the truth once already, and over the past few months she had come back to her suspicions about Kara, but that did little to restore her pride. After all, she was supposed to be the Queen of all Media and she hadn't even noticed she had an alien working for her for two years.

"Yes, I all know all about the apartment fire and I also know you had that resolved two hours ago," Cat said dismissively. Kara was going to answer for her deception, even if the alien had saved her life multiple times.

Kara turned and leaned against the edge of the balcony. She looked out at the city, her expression pensive. "Did you hear about the woman who died in the fire?" She asked softly.

This caught Cat off guard. The live footage had only shown Supergirl getting everybody out and flying a few people to the hospital, but there hadn't been any mention of a fatality.

"Her name was Helen Wells. I got her out and took her to the hospital, but I was too late. She had already inhaled too much smoke."

"I'm sorry," Cat said. Her desire to chastise the young woman faded with that bit of news. She could see the guilt Kara was carrying because of this loss, even though she had no doubt that Supergirl had done everything in her power to save that woman. Sometimes tragedy was just unpreventable, even for a superhero.

"She was a widow with a six-year-old daughter, Melanie. Melanie seemed more comfortable with me than the police, so I stayed with her until her grandparents arrived."

"That was very noble of you."

"Not really, I just wanted to do anything I could to help her through this. I know what it feels like to lose your parents."

And with those words, Cat lost all her verbal ammunition because even if she was still angry, she did have the heart to yell at Kara now. If she hadn't known the young woman better, she might have suspected that Kara had intentionally been trying to elicit sympathy and manipulate her boss into forgiving her, but Cat knew Kara's mind didn't work that way. The girl was completely genuine, which come to think of it, should have been Cat's first clue that she was from a different planet.

Cat let an awkward silence settle between them, not just because Kara had literally rendered her speechless, but years of experience interviewing people had taught her that silence could often be much more effective towards getting someone to open up than questions ever could. Sure enough, after a minute Kara became uncomfortable and started to apologize.

"Ms. Grant I know you're mad at me, and I don't blame you after the way I deceived you, but please—"

"Kara, save it." Cat cut her off, using the woman's actual name for a change just to fluster her.

Two years ago, she had accidentally mispronounced Kara's name when they'd first met, later when she learned of her mistake, she'd been amused that the young woman had been too shy to correct her. So she decided to keep mispronouncing her name just to see how long it would take Kara to develop the courage to confront her. And when that hadn't happened Cat had started calling her 'Kiera' just to see how far she could take it. Now it had become second nature to call her by the wrong name.

"I can appreciate why you thought you had to lie to me, so don't bother making excuses. But trust me, normally an employee who had gone to the lengths you have to deceive me would be cleaning out her desk right now. But in light these being extraordinarily circumstances and the fact that I am indebted to you for all these times you've saved my life, I will give you a chance to explain yourself and answer my questions before decided your future with Catco."

"Okay," Kara said, swallowing. "what did you want to ask me?"

"Let's start with that doppelganger you used to impersonate you. Was that Bizzaro?"

"No, I know another alien who can shape-shift."

"Was it the green alien that fought you when you were not yourself and going on a rampage." The news footage had shown the green alien change into the form of a large African-American man, whom Cat was sure she had met before. Unfortunately, even with all the news coverage and amateur cellphone footage online, Cat had still not been able to find a clear view of the man's face to confirm that suspicion.

Kara cringed at the reminder of that day. "Yes."

"Your friend who is he, and where is he from?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you anything about him."

"You are not convincing me you want to keep your job. I can't trust employees who keep everything a secret."

"I love my job and I don't want to lose it. But I can't tell you everything. First, I pretty sure it would be a felony for me to tell you some of the things I know and I'm not going to tell you things that are not my secrets to tell. All you need to know about my friend is he's a good man, who's been protecting this planet a lot longer than I have. And I'm not going to reveal my cousin's identity either."

"Who said anything about your cousin?" Cat asked innocently, which caused Kara to give her a look that silently said, 'You know you were going to ask about him.'

She was far from done questioning Kara about the green alien, but she could see she was not going to get anywhere right then, so she decided to move on for the time being.

"Has your friend impersonated you any other times?"

"Just once, the day of the solar flares."

That explains a lot. Cat had attributed the strange behavior to her insistence that they keep their relationship strictly professional, but in hindsight, it was easy to see that that Kara had been an impostor. "And where were you really?"

"I was incapacitated by an alien parasite."

Cat raised her brows. That's a new one. She wondered what kind of alien parasite would be powerful enough to incapacitate Supergirl. When she recovered from the shock of Kara's last statement, she said.

"If you ever have your friend impersonate you again, you're fired. He was a horrible assistant.

And don't think I was completely fooled by your little trick. While I admit when I first saw the two of you together, I was so shocked I set my suspicions about you aside, but only temporarily.

Ever since Bizarro, I've suspected that you might have deceived me. When Bizarro first appeared and saved those people in that car in such a sloppy manner, everyone was wondering what had gotten into Supergirl that she'd be so reckless, everyone except you. You knew immediately that Bizarro was an impostor. And I realized there might be a way for you to be in two places at once.

Then when Supergirl was affected by that mind altering substance and threaten me, your personally changed as well. And after Supergirl returned to normal, you spent days sulking around the office and couldn't bring yourself to look me in the eye. After that, I was convinced I'd been right before."

"You never said anything."

"And if had, would you have admitted the truth?"

Kara's silence was her answer.

"And I didn't have a way to prove you were Supergirl, well short of testing your invulnerability, which could have turned into a huge lawsuit if I'd turned out to be wrong. So I kept my mouth shut. I knew if I waited long enough the truth would come out eventually."

"So now that everything is out in the open, what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I have no intention of telling the world your secret." Cat saw the tension Kara had been holding start to ease. "People will be far more interested in you if you remain somewhat of a mystery." Not to mention Cat did not want people to know she had initially been fooled so easily.

"And if the world knew my secret, that would put me and everyone I care about at risk."

"Which is another reason I plan on keeping this between us."

"What about my job, do I still have one or do you still plan to fire me like last time?"

"I was only going to do that because I didn't want the job to keep you from helping people who need you. However, that decision might have been a bit rash. You seemed to have found a way to juggle being my assistant and Supergirl, as long as you understand the people of this city come first and the job second."

"Always."

"Although I don't see how someone with your abilities could ever be satisfied with this mediocre job."

"Yeah, well, you're human." Kara muttered.

Then, seeing her boss' glare, she hastily added. "No, I don't mean that in a bad way. You can't understand because you belong on this planet. I don't, not really. But coming here every day and having a life outside of being Supergirl helps me to understand what it means to be human. When I'm here, I feel like belong on this planet."

"Well, if it means that much to you I'm not going to take it away from you."

"Thank you."

More silence passed between them. Then Cat felt that they had had enough serious talk for one morning. "And speaking of coming to work you better go home and fix yourself up, your day starts soon and you look terrible. Even if you have been fighting a man with superpowers and pulling people out of a burning building, I still expect you to look like a professional. Catco has an image to maintain."

Kara frowned. "I can't have the morning off, in light of everything that happened last night?"

"Now how would that look? I'm still going to be on time and as far everybody knows I was the only one of us who was involved with happened last night."

Kara sighed, but in her frustration, it sounded more like a groan.

"Could you at least start calling me by actual name, since you apparently know it?"

"Not yet, we wouldn't want anyone to question what changed between us for me to start calling you Kara. And calling you Kiera will be a tough habit to break, but when as Kara Danvers and not Supergirl, you give me a reason to remember your name then I will."

"I guess, I'll see you at work then." Kara said and prepared to fly off.

"Before you go, I have one more thing to say. So far you have proven to be the least incompetent assistant I've ever had, which really isn't saying much, but still the idea of having to train and break-in a new assistant is a nightmare that is only topped in terms of horror by an afternoon with my mother. So please, take that into consideration, and try not to get yourself killed fighting aliens and super-villains."

Kara smiled. "Is that your way of saying take care of myself, Ms. Grant?"

It was, but Cat was not about to admit how much she actually cared about the girl. Kara had a kind heart and a sunny disposition (a personality trait that Cat normally found incredibly annoying in most people, but for some reason, she didn't mind it in Kara) and the alien had wormed her way into her boss' heart.

Cat rolled her eyes in response and said. "Uh, why do have to make everything so sentimental? You're the personification of a greeting card."

"I'll try to avoid getting killed, wouldn't want you to have to find a replacement. Goodbye, Ms. Grant."

"Don't forget my latte." She called, as the hero flew away. Then, in a much softer voice, knowing Kara would still hear her with her alien ears, she added. "Thanks Supergirl."

The End