Someone, (maybe multiple someones), asked for this! the Kara/Lena scene after Kara has her talk with Alex! I wrote this quickly (still trying to get back in the groove), I hope it's good!

The knock on her door startles her.

It's late, far past the hour of visitors; and Sam is home with Ruby and Kara - well, she hasn't heard from Kara all day.

Not that Lena is going to get bent out of shape over not hearing from her best friend for a day; it's just usually there's at least a text, or a reminder to eat lunch or . . . or . . . something! And Lena isn't really one for making a big deal of things, but her Forbes cover came out today, and she just thought her self-proclaimed 'number one fan' would at least have an encouraging word.

But instead, there's been nothing but radio silence, and if she's honest with herself then she has to admit that she's getting a little worried. Maybe Kara didn't like the color palette her stylist decided on for the cover; or maybe she misspoke on one of her answers; or worse yet, maybe she picked up on the fact that Lena was talking about her when she was hinting around and romance and now she doesn't want to have anything to do with her.

The nervous energy that builds up from that thought is what drives her to eventually answer the door, and she swings it open. She forgets to look through the peephole, and if Alex ever finds out then Lena is surely in for a lecture; but it's only Kara on the other side, pensively twisting at the sleeves of her sweater.

"Kara?"

"Oh! Sorry, I just -" Long fingers come up to adjust already perfectly positioned glasses. "I was in the area and I thought I'd stop by."

"Kar, your apartment is on the other side of town, what's wrong?"

"Nothing! Nothing, just - just -" Kara sighs heavily. "May I come in?"

"By all means." Lena steps back into the apartment, pulling the door open wider, and Kara steps in, fidgeting nervously.

"I read the article." Kara finally blurts after a moment of pacing, and Lena raises an eyebrow, hoping it distracts from the butterflies in her stomach.

"Oh?"

"Yeah, it was . . . good, it was good."

"Well, it was no six page spread in CatCo magazine written by my favorite reporter, but it will do." She teases, a blush lighting Kara's cheeks.

"About the article, actually. . . "

"Yes?"

"Who turns you into mush?"

"Pardon?" It's a shameless stall tactic, and she's hoping that Kara can't see right through it.

"Sorry, it's just - the article - well, Alex -"

"Deep breaths." She admonishes, laying what she hopes is a soothing hand on Kara's arm. "I'm not going anywhere."

Blue eyes meet hers, and she can see the nervousness written on Kara's face.

"Just know if I'm way off base that's it's not my fault and Alex is the one who made me do it."

"I'm afraid I don't understand?"

"I read the article. It was a really good article." Kara supplies before continuing. "But I kept feeling something - something like a knife, twisting inside of me all day; because of something you said."

Lena's mind races, trying to decide if denial is her best option or if she should jump on her own proverbial knife. Kara continues before she can reach a conclusion.

"And I didn't even really know why, not until I talked to Alex, and then I realized that I'm upset because I want to be the one romance you and eat candlelit dinners with you and kiss you under the moonlight. And it just hurt to think that you want that with someone else - which it's fine, if you do, you deserve exactly what you want."

Kara's eyes meet hers again and Lena swears her heart stops.

"But Alex seems to think that maybe you were referring to me, and if there's any chance that that might be true, then I can't let that slip away."

Her heart restarts, and staccato beat in her chest that's so fast it's almost painful.

"Well first of all, I have to say that I was one hundred percent referring to you in that article."

"Secondly?" Kara worries her bottom lip.

"Secondly, I need to remember to send Alex a really nice Christmas gift this year, because if your this nervous now, I cant imagine what it must have taken to get you to come over here."

Kara laughs.

"Is there a third point?"

"Third, is just me wondering if you'll substitute candle light for moonlight, because I really want you to kiss me right now."

Before she can blink, soft lips are a breath away from hers and Kara's warm shoulder is under her finger tips.

"Moonlight's overrated anyway."

As Kara's mouth dances against her, she couldn't agree more.

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