Kara wakes up in bed confused, because she could have sworn that she was at the DEO just a few minutes ago. Struggling to sit up, she tries to remember what happened to her. "Oh god, that drink was so strong," she mumbles remembering that she went to the alien bar with Mon-El for happy hour.

She takes a minute to look around her room and spots the bottle of water on her bedside table, she takes a long drink of it and lays back down as the room starts to spin. "Whoa," she exclaims then swears softly in Kryptonian and surprises herself.

Sitting back up she looks for her phone to call Alex, but remembers something about Alex and J'onn going to Norway on the jet. Thinking for a minute who she can call to help her, Kara suddenly realizes who she knows with vast experience of hangovers.

"Is everything alright?" The sleepy voice of Cat Grant fills Kara's ears and the girl smiles.

"Ms Grant," Kara says excited.

Kara, it's 2 am. What's wrong?" Cat asks sitting up in her own bed awake now.

"Okay, this is really funny, like cat on the roomba funny," Kara says laughing already.

"I'm hanging up, you're obviously out of your damn mind," Cat replies about to end the call, when curiosity takes over. "Wait Kara, are you drunk?" She asks.

"Just a tiny bit. I went to happy hour with Mike today. Hey Ms Grant did you know that I can get drunk?" Kara asks.

"Why wouldn't you be... Kara, have you never been drunk before?" Cat asks abruptly.

"No, that's why I called you. Alex brought me home, but she left. I drank some water, but I think that it made me drunk again, is that normal? Am I always going to feel drunk? Oh my god, how long does this last?" Kara fires off the questions rapidly.

"Your sister just dropped you off and left you alone?" Cat questions.

"She had to go, something happened far away. I should have gone, but ..." Kara's voice trails off and Cat thinks maybe the girl has passed out.

"Kara, that doesn't make sense," Cat replies but she is greeted with mumbles and then the call disconnects.

She's greeted with mumbles and a sigh.

Swinging her legs over the bed, Cat sighs herself. Fully awake now, she tries to call the girl back, but the call goes right to voice mail. So Cat pulls on a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt. "Damn it Kara," she swears under her breath.

Standing outside Kara's apartment building at 3 am, Cat has to wonder if she's crazy for doing this. The girl will be sound asleep and probably won't even answer the door, she tells herself.

One whiff of the elevator and Cat decides to walk up the five flights, at least I can skip my workout this morning, she tells herself. Finally in front of the girl's door, she knocks. No answer and no sounds of anyone coming to answer. Cat glances around and spots the random rock on the ground. "God, Kara that's just a bit obvious," she mumbles to herself as she picks up the rock and retrieves the key beneath it.

Opening up the apartment, Cat glances around quickly, before heading over to the bedroom to check on Kara.

Pushing the door open, she sees the empty bed. Reaching over to pick up the phone, she hits the power button, but it's dead. Cat looks around a moment, then spots the charge cord, so she plugs it in.

"Kara?" Cat calls out, as she makes her way across the bedroom to the bathroom.

Pushing the door open, she spots the girl asleep on the floor.

"Kara," Cat repeats a bit louder. "Kara, wake up you shouldn't sleep in here when you have a perfectly good bed available."

"Dizzy, I don't like dizzy," Kara mumbles as she squints her eyes against the soft moonlight coming in the window.

"Don't drink any more water and it will pass," Cat advises. "Now let's get you up and back to bed."

"Ms Grant?" Kara's eyes open widely. "Ohmygod," she exclaims before swearing lightly in Kryptonian.

"Ms Grant, I shouldn't have called you. I'm so so sorry," Kara says trying to get to her feet and almost falling over.

Cat grabs her arm and is surprised how strong the girl is as she can barely pull her up. "Honestly Kara, little help here," she snaps at the girl.

"Oh right," Kara says shifting her weight and using the wall to stand up. "I don't think that I like this," she declares.

"It's not for everyone," Cat says dryly. "Now over to the bed," she adds now that the girl is up on her feet.

Unsteadily the pair make their way over to the bed, once they get close, Cat gestures for Kara to lie down.

"Ms Grant," Kara begins.

"Oh, I think we're past formalities at this point Kara and I am no longer your boss, Cat is fine," she says grabbing the girl's legs and pushing them up on the bed.

"Cat," Kara says softly. "Thank you for coming to check on me Cat," she adds.

"You're welcome, but let's not make this a habit. Now who is this Mike person who got you drunk?" Cat asks worriedly.

Kara sits up abruptly. "Oh no, where's Mike?" She asks, suddenly looking around for her phone.

Cat reaches over and picks it up. "Phone," she says handing to her as she sits down on the edge of the bed.

Kara unlocks it, then noticing the missed call from Winn, so she checks her messages. "Oh Winn has Mike," she announces relieved and lays back down.

Cat turns to leave, but Kara's hand shoots out. "Would you stay just until I fall asleep?" She asks in a small voice.

"Of course," Cat replies adjusting her position on the bed. She scoots back so that her back is against the headboard. Just as she's getting comfortable, Kara rolls over, so that her head is in Cat's lap and her left arm is thrown over Cat's legs.

Cat sighs, then closes her eyes a moment. Admitting to herself that she's missed this girl over the past few weeks. It's understandable, she reminds herself, to miss someone that you've spent almost three years mentoring. Looking down at her peaceful face, Cat allows herself a moment to take it in. She moves a strand of hair away from Kara's face and sighs a bit, then smiles as she suddenly realizes that Kara does trust her. Cat always assumed that because Kara wouldn't confirm her secret identity that she didn't trust her. But you don't call someone that you don't trust when you're drunk and scared, that call only goes to someone that you trust.

The sun is really bright the next morning and Cat is confused a moment as she wakes up. There's something or rather someone pinning her down to the bed and it's not her bed. She looks down and sees the blonde hair and then remembers, Kara. She's at Kara's apartment.

A few minutes later the long lanky blonde in question begins to stir. "I'm never drinking again," she declares out loud.

"Probably won't be the last time you say that," Cat quips.

"Ms Grant," Kara begins to remark, then pushes away, suddenly understanding that she's not wrapped around her sister. "Um, you are not Alex," she stammers.

"No, I'm not." Cat agrees.

"How. Why. Y-you're here in my apartment," Kara stutters as she tries to wrap her brain around Cat Grant lying in her bed calmly watching her.

"Yes, you called me last night sounding quite confused and well, drunk. And I tried to call you back, but your phone went to voicemail, so rather than worry all night, I decided to come by and check on you. By the way the fake rock by the door is conspicuous when there are no other rocks for it to hide among," Cat points out gently.

"Oh, well that was for Mon- Mike, he's been staying here with me," Kara admits still trying to process that she called Ms Grant and she came. "Oh no, I lost Mike," she blurts out covering her mouth with her hand.

"No, you'll be happy to know that Mike is with Winn, we established that a few hours ago," Cat replies standing up to stretch. "Any chance that you have any coffee around here?" She asks hopefully.

"Y-yes, kitchen," Kara replies stunned that Ms Grant isn't angry or rushing off.

Cat turns towards the door and Kara suddenly realizes that she's going to make them coffee.

"Uh, wait. I'll make coffee," Kara says carefully rushing past her and into the kitchen.

"Kara, I am perfectly able to make a pot of coffee," Cat snaps lightly at her.

"Y-you're my guest and you don't know where things are," Kara replies suddenly unsure of where anything is in her own kitchen.

Cat watches her amused as the girl opens every cabinet twice and still doesn't see the coffee. Finally, she steps into the kitchen and reaches behind her to pull the coffee down for her.

"Uh, oh thank you, I may still be a little..." Kara's voice trails off as she realizes that Cat Grant is standing so close to her now, that she can feel the heat of her body.

"The coffee filters are behind you in that drawer I think," Cat says stepping back slightly.

"Right, that is where I keep them," Kara answers.

At this point Cat smirks and grabs the empty coffee pot before turning to the sink to fill it. Kara stares at her back a moment before pulling it together and setting up the coffee in the filter.

Cat returns and pours the water in then sets the pot in place.

"Oh gosh, I don't really have anything for us to eat," Kara says dashing off into her room and returning a moment later in jeans and t-shirt. "I'll be right back," she says heading over to the window.

Cat smiles again, "Kara," she says. "Unless you're planning to fly, the, uh door is that way," she teases.

"Right, of course it is. So I'll just be a minute, there's a great little place right down the block," Kara says almost snorting as she laughs nervously.

Cat goes over and picks up her phone and checks her email. She barely gets through the first three when Kara returns with a box from Noonan's.

"I didn't realize that there was a Noonan's in your neighborhood," Cat points out.

"Oh, well it just opened up., I hope that it's as good as the other one," Kara replies nervously. She should have realized that, but she wanted to make sure to get Cat an egg white omelet, so she just flew over to Noonan's.

"I didn't expect you to go to this much trouble Kara," Cat says pulling down plates and setting the small island for them to eat.

"Trouble? No, it's the least that I can do after you came all this way in the middle of the night to check on me. Um, Ms Grant is that your car out front? I'm only asking because there aren't many of those in this neighborhood," Kara asks anxiously.

"Well, at least it's still there," Cat answers as she sets two cups of coffee on the island before sitting down on the stool.

Kara carefully puts their food on the plate before sitting down.

Cat has to laugh, her plate has her usual egg white omelet and Kara's has two sticky buns.

"Is that all your having," Cat asks sarcastically.

"Well, Ms Grant I'm out of milk, so I can't have cereal," Kara replies earnestly before looking up to see the smile on Cat's face.

"Cat. Kara, we're in your home and I'm no longer your boss. I think you should call me Cat," Cat replies before taking a bite of the omelet.

"Okay, then you should call me Kara," Kara counters, then winces when she realizes that Cat has been using her correct name this whole time.

Cat smiles at her again. "Relax Kara, it's just the two of us here," Cat says softly placing her hand on top of Kara's.

"Yes, but this is new. We've never done this ... in my apartment," Kara points out, then realizing how it sounded she adds, "Hang out I mean."

"Well, maybe we should 'hang out'," Cat replies, before looking around and announcing, "I like your apartment. And I didn't know that you paint, would you mind showing them to me later?"

"S-sure. They're not that great. I just paint for myself, t-to remember things about my parents from before, when they were alive," Kara admits reluctantly.

"I can assure you that they are quite well done, and the one that you are working on now is exquisite," Cat remarks pointing at the easel with her fork.

"Really?" Kara blurts out turning around to look at it for herself.

Cat sets her fork down and folds her hands together in front of her before resting her chin on them.

"Honestly Kara, how many times do I have to remind you that you're extraordinary before you believe me?" Cat asks point blank.

The rest of the day is a blur after breakfast, Kara takes Cat through each of her paintings. Cat has a lot of questions and Kara answers them as honestly as she can until they are interrupted by Kara's stomach growling.

"Well, that's embarrassing," Kara admits sheepishly.

"I didn't realize how late it was," Cat remarks glancing at the time on her watch.

"I'm sorry," Kara says apologizing. "I didn't mean to monopolize your morning."

"Nonsense, besides I've enjoyed it," Cat blurts out. "In fact, let's go to lunch and then maybe we could take a drive down the coast," she suggests.

"Y-you don't have somewhere else to be Ms, I mean Cat," Kara replies correcting herself.

"Not unless you do," Cat answers waiting for the girl to respond.

"Uh, no. Nothing today and I'd love to have lunch with you," Kara answers confidently.

"You get ready and I'll just run home and change, I'll pick you up in an hour," Cat says pleased with Kara's response.