A/N: I'm so stressed and emotional that I couldn't stop myself from writing this. Concussions are a close subject for me and Alex/Maggie make me extra emotional so honestly idek what I've done.
I hope you like this fluff.
Also, let me know if I should write a second chapter. Maybe I'll make it angsty. :)
"Oh thank Rao you're here, I'm sorry it's so late," Kara says as Maggie let's herself into Alex's apartment. The blonde is halfway between the kitchen and the door, bag hanging over her shoulder; notebooks, journal, and pen falling out of her arms.
Maggie smiles, laughing as she catches Kara's cell phone when it slips. Maggie hands the device back to the other woman. "It's all right. Snapper got you on another article?"
Kara nods, beaming. "A big one; I'd totally stay with Alex because concussions are super dangerous and she took a bad hit but Snapper just called because the reporter who was supposed to take this called in sick and it's a really big deal and I'll probably be gone at least until noon tomorrow but Alex said if I didn't take it she'd be mad and—"she pauses to take a breath and Maggie puts a hand on Kara's shoulder.
"It's fine, I'm more than happy to take care of a concussed Danvers," she grins and Kara laughs.
The blonde drops her voice to a whisper so Alex can't hear. "She's being a little difficult, but that usually means she's feeling pretty bad so go easy and make sure she's careful and following doctor's orders, she always tries to push herself too hard and act like she's fine when she's not. She won't admit it, but she's feeling pretty off and her head is really hurting her right now." Kara shoots a worried glance toward the couch before looking back at Maggie. "You got the instructions I texted you, right?"
Maggie nods and puts a hand on Kara's shoulder. "It'll be fine. Don't worry, Kara, this isn't my first time taking care of her."
Kara adjusts her glasses with the back of her full hand. "Right," She says in agreement, letting out a deep breath to calm herself. "Sorry, it's just that these things don't usually happen to Alex, she usually bounces back in a second and it… it kind of freaked me out today. I worry about her."
"Hey, I get it," Maggie says, smiling warmly. "It's okay."
Kara nods and bits her lip. "You'll call if anything changes or she gets worse?"
"Of course."
"Okay, take good care of her, Maggie," Kara says, disappearing behind the couch for a moment to say goodbye to Alex.
"I will," Maggie promises when Kara reappears and makes her way to the door.
"Thank you so much," Kara says, tugging Maggie into a half hug. "I owe you big time."
Maggie laughs as they pull apart. "It's nothing." She pats Kara's back. "Now go get 'em, Little Danvers."
The blonde beams again and then the door shuts behind her and the apartment is suddenly quiet. Maggie moves toward the couch, sees Alex snuggled up beneath a blanket with her face nuzzled against a cushion. "Hey hot shot, how are you feeling?" She runs a hand through Alex's dark hair and sits by her head. "I heard you got roughed up at work today." She keeps her voice intentionally soft, not wanting to cause Alex anymore pain.
Alex turns around groggily, blinking slowly at Maggie before laying her head on the woman's lap with a soft grumble.
Maggie laughs softly. "What was that?"
" 'm fine," Alex says and snuggles against her girlfriend, pressing her nose into the woman's stomach.
"You don't seem fine," Maggie teases, readjusting her position so she can rub Alex's back.
"Maggie," Alex groans with a dramatic huff.
The woman raises both hands in surrender. "Okay, okay." She runs a hand through Alex's hair again and the agent lets out a content sigh. She shifts upward into a sitting position, her hair a mess and blanket crinkles outlined across her cheeks.
Maggie grins and presses a quick kiss to Alex's nose. The agent scrunches up her face, a little smile spreading across her lips.
"Are you tired? Do you want to sleep some more?" Maggie asks, thumb rubbing slowly across Alex's leg.
"Am I tired? Yes. Do I want to sleep more? No," she shakes her head and flinches at the movement. "I've been sleeping for hours."
"Babe, you got your concussion at eight. You've barely been home for an hour."
"Still." Alex groans dramatically.
"How about we make cookies?" Maggie offers and Alex purses her lips before nodding eagerly.
Maggie smiles and stands, offering a hand to Alex. The agent pushes up off the couch and stumbles onto her feet. The furniture blurs in front of her, room spinning and head reeling. Then suddenly Maggie's hand is on her back, holding her up, holding her steady.
"Easy there, Danvers. You okay?"
Alex murmurs her response, taking a moment to stabilize herself against Maggie. She moves her hand to curl around Maggie's arm where it rests against her waist and back, holds tight before she finds her voice. "Yeah. I'm okay."
"Sure you don't want to sleep?"
"Yep."
"All right, at least let me help you." Maggie says, threading her arm around Alex's side.
They make their way into the kitchen, where Alex leans against the counter while Maggie rummages through the fridge. "Here we go," she mutters, pulling off the wrapping.
"Prepackaged?" Alex challenges with a grin. "Weak."
"Oh, shut up, Danvers," Maggie says, shoving cookie dough into Alex's mouth. "There, now I don't have to listen to you anymore."
Alex nips Maggie's finger.
"Hey, Danvers, I don't think you're in any position to follow through with where that's going." She smirks and the agent blushes, swallowing and letting a pout form across her face.
"Sorry," Maggie shrugs and arranges the cookie dough across a tray. "I don't make the rules. Doctor's orders—absolutely no physical activity when concussed."
Alex looks at Maggie with wide eyes. "But-"
"No exceptions, Babe. Tonight we're focused on getting you better." She punctuates her last few words with a kiss, starting on Alex's forehead and working down to her lips. "I'm serious," Maggie says, slipping the cookies into the oven and pushing the door closed with her hip.
When she turns around Alex's face is buried in her arms, forehead pressed against the countertop.
"You okay, Al?" Maggie makes her way over and places a hand on Alex's back, tilting her head to catch the woman's eye.
Alex nods. " 'm fine. It just hurts and I'm dizzy." She leans up, dragging a hand across her eyes and squinting in the light. "This sucks."
Maggie's heart sinks, she knows things have to be bad for Alex to admit that she's in pain. "Come on, let's get you back to the couch. We're gonna rest for a little."
Alex just nods and accepts Maggie's outstretched arm, leaning heavily into the warmth of the smaller woman. The detective deposits Alex on the couch, returning moments later with pills and a cup of water. "For your head," she offers.
"Thank you," Alex says. "I'm sorry for snapping."
Maggie shakes her head. "You're not you right now, your heads all messed up."
"Yeah it's pretty shit at the moment."
Maggie grins. "It's okay. We'll get through this."
"I love you," Alex murmurs, tugging Maggie down beside her and curling against the woman as soon as she's sitting. Alex let's her pounding head fall against Maggie's shoulder.
"I love you too," Maggie says and presses a gentle kiss into Alex's hair. She raises her hand to massage the agent's head and Alex sighs softly, feeling her headache begin to ease. Her eyes fall closed.
"You're the best," she mutters sleepily, tangling her arms around Maggie and snuggling to erase any distance between them. Alex nuzzles her nose against Maggie's collarbone.
Maggie rolls her eyes and smiles. "So clinging when you're tired. So soft."
"No 'm not," Alex hums, wildly unconvincing as her lips brush Maggie's sweater and she presses impossibly closer.
"Yes you are."
"Nah," Alex whispers, she feels the tug of sleep pulling her further away. "What 'bout the cookies?"
"We'll eat them later."
"Right," Alex says. Her breath is warm against Maggie's skin and the detective is overcome with emotion, she would give so much, she would give everything to keep Alex safe and close and happy.
"Get some rest, Danvers," she says, voice thick with feeling.
"You'll be here when I wake up?"
Maggie presses another kiss to Alex's temple. "Of course. There's nowhere I'd rather be."