Even A Hero Needs Protection Sometimes

Like every Wednesday, I met Lena at her office for our weekly lunch. I enjoyed this hour and a half more than the other 166.5 hours of my week. Lena's face brightened when she opened the door. "Kara, right on time." Taking the bag, she allowed me entrance. "What did you bring this time?"

"You're favorite Italian sandwich from that place outside of town." Taking a seat beside the brunette, I waited for her to unpack the bag.

"The place that's nearly two hours away?" Her brows knitted. When I grinned, her smile grew. "You really didn't have to do that. Thank you." Lena winced handing me my food.

"You're hurt. What happened?"

"Nothing really." The C.E.O. rolled her shoulder. "Just slept on it wrong."

"Let me try to work the muscles out. You look like you're in a lot of pain. I mean, it's your dominant shoulder so…,"

"You're not going to eat until I let you do this, are you?" Lena chuckled as she turned her back to me. "Go ahead." The woman's muscles tightened when I applied pressure.

"Sorry." Her muscles are so tight. Lena's head dropped as I worked my thumbs at the base of her neck. But she has been through a lot of stress lately.

"That feels amazing." Her voice was breathless. Moving pressure to her shoulders once more, a soft moan escaped the brunette's lips. My hands stilled a second. "Is everything okay?"

"Y-yeah." Continuing, I tried not to hit the spot again. But I want to...What am I thinking? She's a friend. But how can a moan be that…I can't even think of a word to describe it. My mind wouldn't stop racing. A coil started to tighten in my lower stomach when my palms or fingers brushed over Lena's bra strap. Why do I want to feel her skin under my hands so badly?

"Kara, right there…," Lena's sentence trailed off as she sighed and leaned into my touch. I bit back a whimper at the sound of the C.E.O.'s voice. I kept working on the woman's neck and shoulders for about five or so minutes. When I stopped, the brunette rolled her shoulders again. "You're an amazing writer and very good with your hands."

What is that look in her eyes? Mischief? Lust? Somewhere in between? "I…uh…let's eat before the food gets cold."

"My sandwich is supposed to be cold." We ate in an awkward silence until Lena finally broke it. "Thank you, Kara. For the food and the massage. I'm not comfortable with most people touching me but-,"

"Oh, I didn't even think about that. I'm so sorry, Lena."

"No need to apologize. I trust you so it's okay." She paused, "Your eyes are darker than normal. Is everything okay?"

"Y-yeah…everything's fine." She knows something. That eyebrow raise says it all.

sxxx

It was my turn to have dinner ready by the time Alex and Maggie got off work. Mon-El would join us after he was done at the bar. "That was great, Kara." Alex leaned back in her chair and stretched. "A food coma awaits pretty soon."

"It really was." Maggie started clearing the table when the door opened.

In walked Mon-El who had a black eye, bruised jaw, and all together looked like he had been in a fight. "What the hell happened to you?" My sister tried holding back her amusement.

"I got into a fight." He mumbled.

"Whoever it was, they did an epic job." Maggie, not so much.

Blinking away confusion, Alex leaned forward on her elbows. "How haven't you healed yet? And when did this happen?"

"Early this morning. When lead is used, it takes a while longer." Walking towards me, Mon-El leaned in for a kiss. Dodging it, I smiled when he smirked. "You smell like onions?"

"Well, I do work at a bar." Shrugging over to the fridge, he started rummaging through it. "Is there ever anything to eat in this place?" I could feel Alex's disapproving glare. "Crap. Crap. More crap. Ugh! I'll just order a pizza."

"I cooked a roast…,"

"It's always dry."

"That's it." Stomping towards the man, Alex took him by the shirt shoving him against the fridge. "I don't care if you were a prince. I'm sick of your shit. Tell me who beat you up so I can thank them."

"I'd rather not say." Shame washed over his face.

Maggie snorted. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say it was a girl. No one could hurt your ego this bad."

She knows something. Letting go, Alex returned to the table. "Just do whatever you want." Maybe I should thank whoever did this too.

As I did my rounds that night, I heard Alex laugh. "Oh. My. God! She did that?"

"Yup! It slipped that he was treating Kara like shit and I've never seen her so pissed off. Totally Darth Luthor!" Lena did that?

Finally, Alex caught her breath. "Well, she has always been protective of Kara."

"That's true. But I swear, if I didn't know your sister, I'd say they were secretly dating or something."

My sister sighed. "Yeah…I can't argue with that."

xxx

The next day, I tried to figure out how to confront Lena. By nightfall, I gave up and just decided to check-in. Once Lena was off the phone, I entered her office. "Hey, Lena…," my entire thought process dissipated when I saw the C.E.O. Turning, Lena holstered a pistol. Should I be worried for Mon-El or worried about how extremely turned on I am right now?

"Yes, Kara?" There she stood in all her power. A fitted burgundy, long sleeved shirt with the sleeves pushed up to her elbows, tight black jeans, and her hair pulled back into a ponytail had me at a whole new level of tongue tied. Grinning, Lena sauntered towards me. "Something I can help you with?" There was a fire in the brunette's eyes that I've never seen before.

"I…uh…," My heart is pounding. Lena normally has my heart racing but this is different. She's more primal now.

"You're here about the pipe incident, aren't you?" Since my words failed me, all I did was nod. "Well, first of all, he treats you like shit." She paused biting her lip. "And," she paused. "I like you. More than a friend should."

"Lena, I…"

"It's okay, Kara." Cupping my cheek, she continued. "I just want you to be safe and happ…mmph."

I couldn't help but interrupt her with a hard kiss that escalated. "Stop being so damn selfless." Letting my forehead rest against hers, I caught my breath. "So, that's what it feels like to kiss you..."

"Kara…,"

"Lena, I can't do it anymore." My voice cracked as a lump started to form in my throat.

"Can't do what?" The brunette kept her voice soft. Keeping her hands on my neck, Lena stroked my cheeks with her thumbs. "Tell me."

I've never seen such passion and love before. "I can't lie to myself anymore."

"Lie about what?"

A bitter chuckle escaped my throat. "I'm sure you already know." I let my fingertips stroke the woman's hairline on the back of her neck causing her to shiver.

Before I could pull away, Lena gently grabbed my wrist. "Kara, hold on." I met the woman's worried gaze. "I know I've acted harshly because of my feelings for you but…I don't want you to do the same and make a mistake."

"The only two mistakes I could make right now is not following my heart and letting you go out that door with a loaded gun and the intention of killing someone who I actually want to kill first." A mischievous grin tugged at the woman's lips. "He has a lead allergy…," You're Supergirl. You're not supposed to kill people. "No. No. We're not killing him."

"Why the goodie two shoes act all of a sudden? It's almost as if you were Supergirl." The blood drained from my face. "I promise not to kill him." Lena kissed my forehead. "But what are we going to do about this? Because I can think of plenty of ways to get rid of him but you won't like them."

I couldn't help but laugh. "If it involves him disappearing, dying, or thrown in prison…yes, I won't like it."

"Well then I'm out of ideas." The C.E.O. pouted playfully. That is going to kill me one day. "What about abducting him and dropping him in the middle of nowhere? Since there's someone who knows where he is, it wouldn't be dis-," Lena threw up her hands in defeat when I glared. "Okay fine." Wrapping her arms around my waist, she pulled me against her. "I do ask that if you want to be with me, that you break up with him."

"Consider it done. Honestly, I can't believe I've let this go on as long as it has. My aunt, mother, and Cat would kill me. Alex, Winn, and James hate him with a passion." I paused. "Although, I think James hates him for more reasons than just treating me badly." Lena's brows creased. "I think he likes Winn and Mike always flited."

"Really?" A chuckle escaped the woman's throat. "Well, Winn is cute…a nerdy cute. He's good to you so he's okay in my book. Winn and James have good taste."

I laughed. "Were you really going to shoot Mike?"

"I beat him with a pipe, didn't I?' Lena's voice was serious.

"I'm not sure if I should be scared for him or…," My sister's knock interrupted me. Why are they here?

"Who is it?"

"Alex Danvers and Maggie Sawyer." A pause, "She's not here to arrest you. I've not seen Kara since last night."

"Come in." The brunette stood her ground as the door opened.

"So is she-wow…," Alex stopped when she saw Lena.

"What is it?" Stepping beside my sister, Maggie spoke. "Damn...Darth Luthor indeed. Uh, for all I know, you're going to a private gun range and have no intention of firing towards an actual person. Correct?"

Chuckling, Lena let a hand rest on the holster. "Correct, Detective."

She gave a slow nod. "Okay…good. Last time I arrested you Kara bitched until you got out."

"Hey!"

Alex snorted. "Kara, it's true. That's all I heard about for days!" She paused, becoming serious. "The two of you are going to be together, right?"

"Right." I spoke with pride.

"Good. I know you'll treat her right." My sister smiled warmly. "I'm happy for you guys."

"Thank you. I appreciate that, Agent Danvers. You're important to Kara so I value your opinion."

"It's Alex and you're welcome. Now, let's go back to Kara's and have some celebratory drinks."

"I can't wait to see Mike run off in fear of the little Luthor!" Maggie laughed and nearly dragged Alex towards the door.

Taking my hand, Lena squeezed. "Let's go."