This one gets a little crazy, so I hope you all love it!

No one was answering their phone. Not even Lucy who Maggie had watched text like a maniac for four straight hours on a plane. She knew they were probably debriefing or something but she needed them right now. And if they weren't going to fucking answer then Maggie knew she had to get their attention somehow. So Maggie borrowed Alex's keys and borrowed Alex' motorcycle and somehow found herself standing in Lena Luthor's waiting room arguing with a very burnt out security guard.

Maggie already knew that she was in the building extremely late. And she knew that she was way out of line. But she also knew that Lena Luthor would be working in her office trying to make sense of what the hell happened earlier that night. And she knew that if she just made enough noise then sooner or later she would get results. "No I'm not fucking leaving! Go ahead and call the police. I don't care." Maggie could see the office doors open out of the corner of her eye. She was all but ready to pat herself on the back when she saw that Lena wasn't wearing a power suit or a blazer. She wasn't even wearing jeans. Lena Luthor was standing there holding a class of bourbon wearing a black t-shirt, grey joggers, and fuzzy socks.

"Holy shit." Maggie mumbled as Lena eyed her curiously.

"Bruce, just let the woman in if she wants to speak to me. And you can go home and get some rest, alright?" The security guard, Bruce apparently, looked incredulous but he let Maggie go. Lena opened her door wider and Maggie followed her into her office.

Up until this point, Maggie hadn't really considered what to do next. And now that Lena Luthor was leaning up against her desk and lowkey tipsy, it was getting harder to come up with an aggregable plan. "How may I help you…?"

"Maggie."

"Maggie." Lena set her glass down and crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm curious only because you seemed so adamant out there but if you try and kill me at least give me to decency to die in something other than sweatpants."

"I won't kill you."

"Good."

"But I do need a favor." Maggie pressed her finger to the cut near her hairline and winced. She'd really have to take care of that sooner or later. Lena noticed the blood right away and suddenly she seemed even more curious. "I need you to get Supergirl."

"For your cut? I think you can just get a bandage-."

"No, it's not about this cut." Maggie twirled Alex's keys in her hand for a moment before continuing. "Okay, long story short. My friend was kidnapped by some alien baddie and Supergirl is the only one who can save her. And she won't answer her damn phone-."

"You have Supergirl's phone number?" Maggie bit her tongue.

"That's also…a long story." Maggie just wanted to scream. Why did this have to be so hard? Alex could be hurt right now. She just needed to suck it up and figure this out before it was too late. "Look, can't you just like do something? Don't all the rich people in this city have some kind of direct line to Supergirl? Because I needed her to be here like yesterday."

"I don't know how to get in contact with her-."

"I need you to figure something out then. This alien just took the best chance of saving the damn world with her and if we can't get her back then consider the world dead. You are strong and powerful and good so give me something here. Please." Maggie could tell that Lena wasn't used to people talking to her that way.

But Lena wasn't scared. And Maggie noticed.

Lena walked over to her computer and immediately started typing. "The easiest way to get Supergirl here would be to light a car on fire in the middle of the road but that might be a bit dramatic." Maggie walked to the front of Lena's desk and poured herself a glass of bourbon while she waited. "And not to mention there are other obvious dangers in that method."

"Okay, Chaotic Good…what's plan b?"

"I'm creating a fake APB for me so that Supergirl will think that someone has kidnapped me." Maggie nearly spit out her drink. Lena looked as calm as ever. "If I'm right, whatever organization Supergirl works for also remains updated on any and all police activity in National City. She should come here soon enough."

"Why put an APB on you and not someone else?" Lena leaned back in her chair and shrugged.

"Maybe I have something to prove." Lena said quietly. "But I have faith in her. She'll come." Maggie had a million questions. For starters, why the hell did Lena Luthor throw herself into this mess without a second thought? "I know she will."

Alex was definitely not going to make it out of this alive. She knew this for two reasons. One, Astra was pissed. And not just in the: I want to take over the world and be the ruler of everything type of way. Not even in the: Humans are boring and impulsive so I'm also bored and impulsive type of way. No. Astra was pissed way the fuck off and it was showing and Alex didn't know how she could make herself docile enough to not be perceived as the biggest threat in the world right now.

Which brings her to the second reason Alex was most certainly going to die.

Astra had this wild idea that Alex was somehow the source of all governmental knowledge and that somehow Alex had managed to brainwash Kara into "thinking that Alex loved her" and if Astra could just figure out the tech that Alex used then she would "exterminate her". Which was a great image that Alex could play through her head over and over until Astra actually decided to start breaking fingers instead of stepping on her hand lightly. "I told you already. Kara is not brainwashed." Alex tried to look around the open warehouse for an escape route. Not that she had an actual chance of getting away. "But I'm starting to think that you are."

"Why do you insist on joking when your life could end in a matter of moments?" Astra pressed down on Alex's hand harder. "I will never understand these human costumes."

"Why do you think that taking me is going to change anything?" That caught Astra off guard. Alex knew that she had to press the issue if this was going to get anywhere. "You can't expect me to believe that a bunch of alien criminals want to sit around while you toy with me. Tell me what you're trying to prove? Explain to me how hurting me is going to get Kara back. Because from what I can see, you're losing control."

"You know nothing-."

"I know what it's like to lose someone." Astra released Alex and stepped back. Alex only had one chance. One chance to live. All she had to do was run. So why the hell was she just lying there on the ground and watching Astra try and hold back tears. "Sometimes everything that we love is ripped from us and we have to start over again. People grow and change and when we find them again, they're not who they used to be. So we do the only thing that we can do. We break ourselves down and build ourselves up so we can find out exactly who we are." Alex pushed herself up to her feet and stood in front of Astra. "You took me because you can't face Kara. But right now, you have to face her. You need to tell her that you still held on to every ounce of love she gave you."

"She won't listen." Astra covered her eyes and turned away from Alex. "I watched her look to you first before she saved hundreds of people. You are her safety net now. Not me."

"Astra." Alex wanted to scream. She wanted to grab Astra and throw her across the room. What was with Kryptonian's and their obnoxious need to fix everything they break? There was no way in hell Alex could talk her way out of this. There was no way Astra would listen to her heart. She needed something more. "What did you take from Maxwell Lord's Headquarters?"

"That's miniscule. We are discussing Kara-."

"We're discussing our lives and how to save them." Alex stepped forward and grabbed Astra's arm. She was thrown to the ground a second later. She'd need a nice warm massage later and probably a few bandages. "Kara won't kill you."

"What?"

"If it comes down to it. Kara could never do it. You're family and that means something to her." Alex looked up at Astra. "So prove to her that the woman she admired is still worth loving. Astra… Kara only has one world left to save. So don't make this harder than it has to be. What'd you take from Maxwell Lord?"

"Take?" Astra scoffed. "You use this word as if Maxwell was not willing to give."

"What?"

"Lord gave us access. The whole thing was a setup."

"A setup? What do you mean?"

"Maxwell used part of Foreman's technology. And ours. It's for the greater good. It's to save earth-."

"Astra! You don't understand." Alex pulled herself up to her feet. "Lord's playing you. He was keeping aliens and humans in Foreman's lab. He's trying to exterminate you."

"I do not understand this joke."

"It's not a fucking joke. Astra…" Alex took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "He's up to something. Something bigger than even you could ever believe. And right now…I need you to tell me what the hell your plan was. Because if it has to do with the guy they were keeping in the lab-."

"It was no man that was in there."

"What do you mean? What'd they do to him?"

"It was a test." Astra started. "Max needed to make sure that it would work. He had to know that Bennu could be used to activate units of trained fighters. To protect us from invaders."

"Bennu? The phoenix? Like the one that Foreman had on his ring?" Astra nodded. "Who was this first test subject?"

"You mean you don't know?"

"Astra! Tell me."

"The small one. The one with the nice smile. Sawyer. I believe her name was."

"Not to be a buzzkill or anything but can we please stop telling everyone we meet about the super-secret government organization that we all work for?" Lucy snapped as she looked directly at Kara. At least Vasquez was keeping Lena busy and out of earshot while Hank, Kara, Lucy, and Maggie were trying to find solid ground.

"Well maybe things would be a lot easier if you all just answered your damn phones." Maggie replied. "And can we quit complaining about our methods and start trying to find Alex?" Kara crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Maggie.

"You still haven't explained what happened."

"I already told you. Alex is missing. I didn't think I needed to give you a play by play because I figured superheroes are used to doing super-things. Like finding Alex." Maggie was more impatient than she'd ever been in her life. How could Kara just be standing there waiting for direction? And why did she take the time to bring Lena Luthor here when she should've been bringing Alex home? "If I could fucking fly I'd be looking for her myself-."

"Okay, Maggie." J'onn said firmly. "Go with Lucy and try and recount exactly what happened. If there are any updates then tell Vasquez and she'll direct us." J'onn looked over at Supergirl and nodded for her to follow him. Supergirl and J'onn flew away a moment later.

Maggie balled her fists up and found herself throwing a stack of papers across the room a moment later. "Hey, hey!" Lucy wrapped her arms around Maggie and dragged her into the training room. Lucy practically tossed Maggie down on the mats. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"My problem? Are you kidding?" Maggie could barely breathe. She felt like her lungs were on fire and her head was about to explode. "You all are superheroes and underground agents and Alex is missing and I seem to be the only one losing their fucking mind."

"Calm down-."

"You calm down." Maggie stood and tried to brush past Lucy but Lucy grabbed her arm and held her in place.

"Hey, we're trying to get her back alright. Jesus Christ. Who knew such a small person could have so much rage." Lucy pushed Maggie back and chuckled. "Astra won't hurt her. If Alex was in real danger then…well you'd know."

"She means something-."

"Yeah, I can tell."

"No, you can't." Maggie wanted to scream. Alex Danvers was driving her crazy and no one understood. They all thought Alex was just some no b.s. badass but they were missing out on all the best parts. Alex could be shy and thoughtful. Alex was beautiful and warm and if Supergirl didn't come back with her alive then Maggie was going to regret the last few weeks for the rest of her life.

It didn't have to be about love. But it was. And Maggie couldn't change that.

"My parents kicked me out the moment I came out of the closet. I had to move in with my alcoholic aunt just so that I could stay in district and even then that high school was a hell hole. People played games with me every single day. They tricked me into pretending like they cared and then took videos of people beating me up after school. So when I say that you don't understand I fucking mean it." Maggie swallowed and yanked her arm out of Lucy's grasp. "When Alex Danvers walked into that stupid coffee shop in the middle of a subpar college campus, I knew that something was wrong. She was too good to be true, obviously. But I didn't even care because I had to know her. And when I started talking to her it was so abundantly clear that she was worth it. Anything she wanted I'd give. I jumped ship when I knew she might need my help-."

"Okay, I get it. You like her-."

"We're not talking about like. We're talking about me learning how to breathe again." Maggie knew that she could never get Lucy to understand. Lucy thought about things differently. Lucy saw things differently. "I know Alex will never feel the same way. And I'd never push things. It's just that…she showed me how to care about someone again. So forgive me if I'm scared. I've lost everyone, okay? I can't lose her."

Lucy crossed her arms over her chest and Maggie wondered if she'd freaked her out. Maybe she shouldn't have admitted all this. Maybe Lucy would start asking questions that she couldn't answer. "Just so we're clear, you're telling me that you're in love with Alex but you haven't made a move yet?"

Maggie stared blankly.

"A nod will do." Maggie nodded and Lucy grinned. "Great! So, not to pressure you or anything but I've sort of got a bet going on you two so if you could just maybe hurry up and kiss her then you'd be doing us both a favor. Preferably by the end of the week. But again, no pressure-."

"What the hell?" Maggie didn't know if she should smack Lucy or laugh. "A bet with who?"

"I think it's whom-."

"Lucy!"

"Susan and J'onn." Lucy said with a grin. "But now that Lena's here I might try and get her in on the action. She has a lot more money than me-."

"Hey! You can't just bet on my life." Maggie reminded her. "But just for the record, who's betting for what?"

"Well I said that you would kiss Alex by the end of the week. Susan thinks that Alex will kiss you first. And J'onn, being the most boring green Martian in all of history said that he thinks you will talk about your feelings but it will be a few weeks until you're kissing."

"Rude."

"I know right." Lucy said before putting her hands on her hips. "What's that?" She nodded towards Maggie. Maggie looked around and shrugged.

"What's what?"

"That." Lucy walked closer and touched the back of Maggie's neck. "Oh, it's a tat." Maggie touched the back of her neck and frowned.

"I don't have any tattoos." Maggie assured her. "You okay? Did you get hit on the head?"

"No." Lucy started tugging off Maggie's jacket. "I'm not crazy. I'm looking right at a…" Lucy moves closer to Maggie and studies the tattoo closer. "A bird thingy. Or is it a…phoenix?" Lucy stepped back and stared at Maggie with her mouth hanging open. "Wait…"

"What? What's going on?"

"The phoenix. Alex said that…-." The intercoms screeched and Lucy covered her ears and nearly fell over. "What the hell?" The intercoms started playing some kind of xylophone lullaby and Lucy could safely say that she'd never been more confused in her entire life. Susan burst into the room with her gun drawn.

"You two okay?"

"Yeah, why is this shit playing?"

"Lord's done something to the intercoms. His cell door is locked and we can't get in." Susan explained.

"So, he's trying to annoy us to death? I don't get it." Lucy plugged her ears tighter. "I'm gonna kill that mother fucking asshole-." Before Lucy could storm out of the room, Maggie grabbed her gun and pointed it at her. Lucy was too dumbfounded to do or say anything. She just glared while Susan pointed her gun at Maggie. "Maggie-."

"Luce!" Susan yelled. "Step back!"

"Maggie, what the hell are you doing? It's me!"

"Lucy, look at her eyes." Susan cocked her gun and tried to move closer. Lucy turned and looked at Maggie. She looked ridged. She looked vacant. She didn't look like a killer at all. Maggie just looked lost. "Whoever that is…it's not Maggie."

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