"Okay, I think I've got-… Sunscreen! Did you bring sunscreen?!"

The sudden screech of her girlfriend through the apartment made Maggie laugh, as she leaned back and flicked the page of the book she was currently reading. Of course, that didn't exactly help her case, and though she tried to cover up the fact that she had been reading, she wasn't fast enough.

Because as Alex stuck her head out of the bedroom, her eyes widened. "How can you be reading when we're trying to pack?!"

"Babe, you know how this thing goes, right?" Maggie raised an eyebrow. "I pack, you pack, you panic, you unpack everything again, you start making lists that don't make sense, drag me into it, get annoyed when I have no idea what you're talking about, and pack everything up again."

Alex grunted something inaudible, as she headed back into the bedroom. Maggie shook her head with an amused grin. "Keep it classy, Danvers."

"You know, this is your getaway too. I wouldn't want you to spend the entire trip sunburnt and complaining about it!" Alex yelled. Maggie scoffed. "When have I ever complained?"

Another huff from the other side of the apartment.

Because yes, Alex had been the first to insist that they'd leave National City behind after the invasion, mainly to celebrate their engagement by themselves, and spend some time together in private. Maggie had been reluctant at first – the detective usually didn't spend all that many days off work. But of course, Alex's pout had changed her mind almost instantly.

So, now they were all set to leave for a romantic week-long getaway up north in Montana, in a cabin by the lake. Alex knew that Maggie wasn't really a hiking person, but the agent herself loved it, and she couldn't wait to get her to try it.

Amongst other things they'd be doing, of course.

"I hope you at least thought about bug spray."

"There's a can in my backpack." Maggie yelled back, before sighing. Their plane left in three hours, and they still had to go say goodbye to Kara. It wasn't so much that she was afraid to miss the flight – in all honesty she knew what kind of control freak Alex was, they wouldn't miss the plane unless somebody died, or the entire city blew up – but more her nerves getting the best of her.

Maggie was comfortable with Alex, of course she was. Her girlfriend – fiancée - was amazing, smart, talented, funny, and absolutely badass. They'd spend numerous nights together by themselves.

But that couldn't keep Maggie from doubting whether or not they were moving too fast. She hadn't regretted saying 'yes' to Alex's proposal, not in the slightest. But what if they fought? What if Alex saw something that she didn't like, and decided against her in the end?

"Hey. You okay?"

Maggie looked up to see Alex's worried face peeking out of the bedroom again. She must've been zoned out. She cleared her throat quickly, and smiled. "Yeah, sorry. I'm good. Ready to go."

"Good, because I just finished packing. I think we've got everything."

Maggie smiled, and leaned forward as Alex skipped out of the bedroom to kiss her on the lips. As the two of them pulled back, she saw the frown on Alex's face.

Maggie tilted her head and looked at her. "What is it?"

"Nothing." Alex laughed it off quickly, but Maggie wasn't buying it. Though, if Alex didn't want to talk about it, she wasn't going to push her.

"I texted Kara to come over, that'll save us some time in getting to the airport." Alex took a deep breath, as if she'd finally realized that things were going to be alright. Maggie grabbed her hands and smiled at her. "It's just me, Alex. Don't worry."

Alex nodded quickly. "Yeah. I know, I know."

Maggie continued to hold her hand, as a whoosh behind them announced the arrival of Kara Danvers, in her Supergirl uniform.

"I am so excited." Kara squealed, as she wrapped the both of them in a bone-crushing hug. When Alex heard Maggie's gasp for air – not used to Kara's hugs as she was – she laughed. "Kara, easy."

"Oh." Kara let go quickly, leaving Maggie to catch her breath. "Sorry. But still! You have to keep me posted every day, and-…"

"Little Danvers…" Maggie smiled. "I'll make sure that Alex doesn't forget about you, but I think she'll have other things on her mind."

Kara's eyes widened comically, as she realized what Maggie was implying. Alex gave her girlfriend a nudge in the side. "Don't traumatize her."

"Like she doesn't know what we'll be doing."

"Well! Uh…" Kara stammered. "I guess… Have…fun? And I'll uh… I'll see you… Next week!"

"Hey." Alex looked at her sister. "If there's anything, call, okay? I don't know how much reception there will be, but I'll try to answer as quickly as possible."

She enveloped Kara into another hug, and rubbed her back, as Maggie watched the two of them with a content smile. Kara had truly become the little sister she'd never had. And she was all too eager to take care of her like Alex was.

Kara turned her head to the window, and winced. "I'm hearing a robbery… Are you two going to be alright? Do you want me to drop you off at the airport?"

Alex could practically see Maggie turning green next to her, as she quickly shook her head. "We're fine, Kar. We're going to take a cab."

The first – and hopefully for her last – time Maggie had been flown somewhere by Kara, it had ended in throwing up and a string of curses that even Alex deemed a bit too much.

"Thank God." Maggie grunted as Kara flew away through the window. "I owe you one."

Alex laughed, as she wrapped her arm around Maggie. "Let's go, babe."

Maggie had narrowed Alex's anxiety down to three possibilities.

One – she was as nervous about screwing up as Maggie herself was.

Two – she was still a bit traumatized about the events of the invasion.

Or three – she was terrified of flying.

Come to think of it, it probably was a combination of all three of them.

But as the plane took off into the sky, and Maggie felt Alex tense next to her, she realized that the last option was probably her main concern at the moment.

Though it did make her wonder. Alex Danvers had flown in a spaceship, numerous helicopters, and had been flown around by Supergirl all the time. She wasn't afraid of heights.

Deciding against pushing once again, she just took Alex's hand in hers, and kissed her temple, holding her against her shoulder.

She felt Alex squeeze her hand tightly, and focused on not trying to wince in front of her, as that was probably the last thing she needed.

A few minutes later, when they were stable, and the seatbelt light went off, Alex took a deep breath and leaned into Maggie, whispering. "Supergirl. She uh… Her first rescue. Do you remember that?"

"Yeah." Maggie nodded. "I was a patrolling officer, I had to help with securing the perimeter of the plane."

"She uh…" Alex licked her lips. "…She saved that plane… Because I was on it."

"… Oh." Maggie took a second to comprehend the gravity behind those words. It had meant that she'd probably seen Alex before, there, on the site. It meant Kara had become Supergirl for Alex. It meant…

Of course Alex was scared of flying, if the last time she'd been in a commercial aircraft, the thing had nearly smashed to pieces if it hadn't been for her sister.

Maggie nodded, and kissed the back of Alex's hand. "I'm here, babe. Whatever you need."

Alex smiled weakly, and leaned down to rest her head on Maggie's chest, falling asleep to the stable sound of her fiancée's heartbeat.

Seeing the lake appear in front of them for the first time, surrounded by big green hills, put an immediate smile on Alex's face.

The drive up had been pretty uneventful. Alex had slept through most of the plane ride – something Maggie was grateful for, now that she knew the context of Alex's panic – and because of that, the agent had insisted on driving so that Maggie could close her eyes in return.

They had to stop at a house a few miles away first, where the owner lived, to get the key. The man renting out the cabins was a friend of Lena's, and she'd been happy to pull the strings for Alex.

So, a few minutes later, Alex parked the car in front of the fancy looking house on the other side of the lake, close to the main road, and turned around to see Maggie curled up, her back turned to her, and breathing evenly.

"Mags… Babe, we're here."

"Mmhm…" Maggie flinched away from her touch, before slowly opening her eyes.

"We're at Laurent's house."

"I'm up, I'm up…" Maggie groaned, wincing against the sunlight hitting her eyes. Alex smiled in absolute adoration at how cute Maggie looked when she was sleepy. She'd witnessed it many times before, but it never failed to make her smile.

Alex opened her door, and got out of the car, waiting for Maggie to follow her up to the front door of the mansion. She rung the bell, and waited.

Seconds later, the door opened, and a 60-something, gray man was standing in the doorway with an enthusiastic smile on his face. "Ah, you must be Alex!"

"Yes, sir. You must be… Mister Delacroix."

"Please… It's Laurent, dear. Come in, come in! I made tea!"

Alex and Maggie shared an amused look, before following the man inside, and closing the door behind them.

Lena had told Alex about the man – Laurent Delacroix, a French-born novel writer with a few bestsellers to his name, who bought the mansion and cabin as a getaway in the United States. Too much money, and no family or friends to spend it on.

So the sight of him looking overjoyed at the prospect of drinking tea with them made Alex feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"You have a beautiful home, Laurent." Maggie complimented politely as they made their way inside. He looked flattered, and motioned for them to sit down on the couch, bringing over three mugs, and a kettle of tea.

"Thank you, dear. The both of you look beautiful. I wanted to congratulate you on your engagement."

The pair smiled, as he continued his story while pouring out the cups of tea. "I have two characters in my latest book – they're very similar to the two of you. Ambitious. Powerful. Fearless."

"Do they end up married too?" Alex supplied, sipping from her cup of tea, but Laurent stared at her dramatically. "One of them dies. In the arms of the other. Because there is no love without sacrifice."

Maggie and Alex shared an uneasy look, before Laurent burst out laughing. "I'm kidding! Enough about me, darlings. I won't bore you with my endless tales and stories, this week is about you."

He got up, and walked over to a cupboard, fishing out a key. "This is the key to the cabin. Everything should be fine, I wrote everything down and put it on the table in the living room. There should be enough wood for the rest of the week, but if you run out, you can call me. There's a landline, the cell reception isn't fantastic."

"Great!" Alex smiled, as he handed her the key. "The same goes for you too, Laurent. If something's wrong, you can give us a call."

"Yes, miss Luthor mentioned something about you two being agents. Did you bring guns, by any chance?"

The pair shared another look. Maggie opened her mouth first. "We brought both of our handguns, but it's just a precaution, sir. And of course, we're both licensed to carry them."

Laurent nodded slowly. "There is some wildlife in the area that sometimes makes its way to the cabin. I wouldn't want you to shoot it, but just in case – there are two hunting rifles in the basement, in a gun safe. If you need the combination, give me a call. I shouldn't tell you, but you've probably shot more than me."

Alex and Maggie both nodded, taking the request seriously.

A few minutes later, when they finished their cups of tea, they found themselves back in the car, driving towards the lake cabin.

"He was nice." Maggie smiled.

"Lena's very fond of him. He seems a bit lonely though, we should have dinner with him sometime this week."

Maggie nodded. "Sad little old man."

"'Sad little old man' wrote a couple of pretty good books, from what I heard."

"Wait, he writes books?!" Maggie gasped, the puzzle pieces matching up in her mind. "Laurent Delacroix! He's the Laurent Delacroix?! From the Amélie Sanguine series?! I love those books!"

"Look who's being a nerd." Alex raised an eyebrow. Maggie shook her head. "Have you ever read them? They're amazing. It's like this chick that's a private investigator and goes all over the world to solve mysteries."

"So, basically Nancy Drew."

"Hey!" Maggie seemed truly offended. "Don't knock 'em 'till you've read 'em, Danvers!"

Alex laughed, and tapped along to the song playing on the radio on the wheel, feeling her earlier anxieties slipping away at the thought of being there, at such an amazing place, with such an amazing woman she was ready to spend the rest of her life with.

"Oh…Wow…" Maggie was at a loss for words.

She'd anticipated a small, cozy, log cabin with a fireplace, some deer head trophies and a stuffy basement.

What they got was a highly luxurious, technological cabin with a flatscreen television, a jacuzzi, a modern fireplace and not a speck of dust in the entire area. There was a jetty next to the cabin, with a rowboat attached. They could barely make out the other side of the lake, as it was miles and miles away.

Alex wrapped an arm around Maggie's waist, and pulled her into her. "Satisfied?"

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm never going to be able to look at my apartment the same way again."

The agent laughed, as she rested her forehead against Maggie's. "I'm so happy you're here. That we're here."

"I'm happy you walked onto my crime scene that day at the airport, Danvers."

Alex scowled. "I do recall it was my crime scene, Sawyer."

"Semantics." Maggie dismissed quickly, with a dimpled smirk on her face. "So… What do you say we…check this place out properly?" She moved forward, and started kissing the nape of Alex's neck. The agent sighed contently, and leaned into the touch of Maggie's lips.

"Mmmhm… I'd like that." Alex smirked, before she grabbed Maggie's wrist, spun her around and put both hands on her cheeks. "I love you. So much."

Maggie grinned. "I love you too, Danvers."

The next few hours were spent exploring, both each other, and the cabin itself. But after multiple orgasms, the two of them were completely spent, and lying in each other's arms in the divinity of the modern four-poster bed of the master bedroom.

After a deep breath coming from Maggie, resting on Alex's chest, the agent looked down. "You okay?"

"More than okay." Maggie smiled. "Just… thinking. About how happy I am."

Alex's heart glowed at hearing it, and she figured it was impossible to love Maggie even more, but she continued to amaze herself constantly.

"So… I guess the old French writer wouldn't have any vegan ice cream on stock, would he?"

"Doubt it." Alex stretched out, as Maggie lifted her head from her chest. "We should check what's in the cupboards, and maybe head to the store."

"Hmm…" Maggie looked at the clock on the wall. "I think it's too late to head to the store. Guess we'll have to do with whatever's here for tonight, and go tomorrow."

"I mean, we have enough to eat..." Alex smirked, as Maggie shoved her away playfully.

The both of them threw on their clothes again, and headed into the kitchen. There was a lot of canned food, definitely enough to last them for the week, but Alex still wanted to go find a store to get some more vegan ingredients for Maggie.

"So… What are we going to do with all that free time tonight?" Maggie looked at Alex with a flirty smile on her face. "Round two?"

"I almost passed out earlier, I think I need some more time to recover." Alex shook her head with a grin. "How about we go out for a hike? Explore the surroundings, the sun is going down, it'll be beautiful."

"Yeah, I'm down with that."

After a quick meal, they both strapped on their boots, and left the cabin. Both of them brought their guns – just in case, they had agreed – and started the hike up the hill. There wasn't really a trail to follow, so they just climbed and clambered around, helping each other, and laughing about it.

A quick water break had the both of them sitting down on a group of rocks on a flat part of the hill, next to the steep slope down.

"So, hiking, you like?" Alex asked, taking a big gulp of her water bottle. Maggie shrugged, swallowing a mouthful of water too. "I used to walk around Blue Springs a lot. But at least that's flat."

"Never joined the girl scouts, Sawyer?" Alex teased. Maggie shook her head. "I got kicked out before all that, and my aunt didn't exactly care about my extracurricular activities."

Alex looked down with a sad frown. "I'm sorry, Mags."

"Nah, it's fine." Maggie shrugged. "I'm badass now, that's all that matters."

It was meant as a joke, and it didn't miss its target, but it didn't make Alex any less sad at the thought of what Maggie had gone through. Though, if Maggie seemed over it, it was highly unnecessary for her to make a problem out of it.

Maggie looked at her. "Penny for your thoughts?"

"Just… Glad to be-…" Alex looked up with a smile, but her eyes widened at something behind Maggie's left ear, and for one second, her face flashed pure fear.

Maggie was about to turn around, when Alex made a weird noise that drew her attention. "Don't turn around. Focus on me. Trust me, just… stand behind me."

"Alex…" Maggie tried again, her hand reaching for her gun, but the agent grabbed her hand quickly. "No… Don't do that, just do as I say."

"Tell me what's going on." The detective tried to search her face for clues, but the fear had made place for the professional, stoic gaze Maggie was used to seeing in the field.

"There's a…bear behind you." Alex tried to break it slowly, but Maggie ignored her and turned around, a hand still resting on the holster of her Glock.

Sure enough, about fifty yards away from them, was a big brown grizzly bear. The kind that looked ready to eat them the second they made a wrong move.

"Don't freak out." Alex whispered behind her.

Maggie craned her neck slightly just to speak in Alex's direction. "Don't you tell me not to freak out, there's a fucking bear in front of us, Alex."

"I know." Alex eyed the bear cautiously, a hand placed on Maggie's arm.

If Maggie didn't know any better, she would have laughed at the ridiculous situation in front of them. "So what do we do? Play dead, run away? Bears can't run downhill, right? If we run down the slope…"

"Bears can run downhill, that's just a myth."

"Oh, great. That's just great." Maggie groaned, carefully taking a step back. The bear was sniffing around, obviously tracking something.

Probably them.

"Okay, just… Walk over to the slope. If we lose eye contact he'll lose interest."

Maggie wasn't thrilled about the prospect of taking such a risk, but she trusted Alex with all her heart. And Alex was a bio major, right? I mean, not exactly biology, but she should at least know how to run away from a bear… Probably.

So she settled on leading the way, shuffling towards the steep slope, and looking down. They hadn't chosen this part of the side of the hill to climb up, as it was too steep to even consider climbing without equipment.

"That's a long way down." Maggie whispered. When Alex didn't respond, she turned around.

And her heart stopped.

Alex was holding a stick she'd picked up, and currently had her arms raised above her head.

"Danvers, what are you doing?!" Maggie yelled in shock. The second it had left her mouth, she realized her mistake. The bear turned around, finally spotting the two of them.

Alex tried to make herself even bigger, shouting and yelling nonsense and raising the stick threateningly, as the bear started to take a few steps into their direction.

Maggie knew that if the bear started to sprint, he'd be on them in no time. "Alex, get back here!"

But when Alex ignored her once again to continue yelling and screaming, probably to scare it away, and the bear sped up towards them, Maggie realized the both of them needed to get out, and fast.

She grabbed Alex by the waist, pulling her backwards, trying to slide down the slope carefully. She figured a few cuts and bruises would be nothing compared to being that bear's late night snack.

But she winced as she made the second mistake, miscalculating the slope. Instead of sliding down, she felt herself falling, hitting numerous trees and rocks on her way down, and showing no signs of slowing down.

She saw a rock nearing in her peripheral vision, losing all track of space and time, and the next second, she felt it slam into the side of her head.

She blacked out.