Ironically enough it seemed the rest of the night did not hold exactly what Kara had anticipated. Not that the Kryptonian really knew what to expect. The problem was that everything had happened so quickly, she'd flip-flopped so intensely it was a wonder she hadn't given herself whiplash of some kind. She'd gone from not believing she'd had feelings for a good friend of hers, who happened to be female, to saving said friend to then having that exact friend all over her. Quite literally. The memory of those sloppy, drunk kisses is something Kara had a feeling she would treasure for the remainder of her days. It had been utterly different to anything else she'd ever experienced, and not once had she witnessed such passion for someone. Especially not for herself! Nor did she know she was capable of as much lust as she'd displayed for Lena, and Rao she'd tried to be good... She really, really had! How was she supposed to have resisted Lena Luthor sliding a hand into her freaking panties, and commenting on her ass!

That was about all the drunk CEO had in her for the night though. She'd kept that hard gaze on Kara for a moment and she seemed so proud of herself, her face was practically lighting up from the way she was beaming down at Kara. It made the shyer blonder giggle nervously, almost like she was a school girl on Krypton once more, when you didn't know true love but liked to pretend. It brought her back to a time where when one would lock eyes with the crush, both would turn away in utter embarrassment and that was exactly what Kara did. She turned away as her cheeks flared to announce her feelings anyway. Lena didn't respond though, didn't say anything and when it became apparent she wasn't going to the heroine shifted her deep blue eyes back towards Lena and barely had time to react.

That smile she'd been sporting moments before had disappeared and Kara yelped because she knew what was coming. She scrambled back using only the force in her arms, because her legs still felt like jelly (which was funny because no supervillain had tired her out the way Lena had with only one orgasm). Lena's face had contorted, her smile vanished and she just seemed confused more than anything. Then it was absolute terror. The color drained from her face faster than a speeding bullet, and she'd began doubling over. It was as she doubled over that Kara pushed herself backwards with that little yelp. Lena unleashed something a lot more disgusting than an orgasm, and she vomited almost violently. Then she whimpered, and leaned against the wall to catch herself because she almost fell. Thankfully she didn't or she would have fallen into it… And that would have honestly really, really sucked for her.

Kara was ready though. She scrambled to her weakened legs and rushed to Lena's side. Their moment wasn't forgotten and Kara knew if the roles were reversed she'd be worried that she'd ruined everything, and she didn't want Lena to feel that way. "It's fine Lena, it's fine. You just had a little too much to drink…" she was cooing it to her drunk friend. Friend…? Was it lover now? Girlfriend? Oh, Rao, it would have to be dealt with later. She hoisted one of Lena's arms around her shoulders, and bent down to scoop the girl up. She cradled the poor, sick, drunken Lena against her chest tightly and pressed a kiss ever-so-softly to her forehead."Alright, let's get you to bed."

"Finally…" Lena groaned into Kara's ear, her breath making the blonde wrinkle her face up. It was amazing how much vomiting could change one's breath instantly, but even with this turn of events Kara wouldn't have changed it for anything in the world. Her nethers were still tingling pleasantly, and the force of her orgasm kept coming back to her mind and it made it more difficult to behave than should be allowed. Lena was definitely no longer in any fit state to give consent. How had she been so lucid just a little while ago? Maybe she hadn't been as sober as she had seemed, and that was a disturbing, haunting thought to Kara. The only good thing about Lena being this drunk is that she wouldn't remember nearly puking all over Kara after getting her off. Hopefully she'd remember everything from before. Rao, Kara hoped so. Otherwise there was going to be a lot of explaining to do when the morning arrived.

She sat Lena on the bed and the poor, exhausted girl leaned forward. She rested her whole weight on Kara and groaned again and Kara truly felt bad for her friend. After all, if she'd had a bit more tact at their lunch it was entirely possible Lena would not be in the sad predicament she currently found herself. On the other side of the coin, however, if she'd handled things a little more gracefully would they still have ended up in Kara's apartment? The girl of steel was unsure, it was hard to tell. She might not have gone through all the thinking she had during the day, and Lena never would have wound up at the club. Lena never would have needed saving at the club, so Kara may never have realized these deeply hidden feelings for the Luthor. Stop, stop, stop Kara. Later. Deal with this later…

Lena had taken to muttering something incomprehensible, but the determined look she was sporting made it appear like it was of utmost importance. Her brows furrowed closer together, and she even wagged a finger at Kara for effect. It was in complete contrast to her usual serious self, and goofy wasn't a word Kara would have ever attributed to her friend before tonight. It felt good; it felt right. "Arms up." Kara ordered, and surprisingly Lena complied. "Butt up too, c'mon." and she raised her hips from the bed. It made it easier for Kara to lift the dress from Lena's body. It was… Agonizing, though the Kryptonian didn't want to admit to that. She'd just discovered her attraction to girls, and there was an all-too willing participant with a possibly flawless body and Kara was reduced to 'look, don't touch.' What was a superhero to do, but the right thing?

Undressing Lena had been such a bad idea, Kara was sure of that the moment the expensive dress was held in her hands. It wasn't like she hadn't seen women's bodies before. She was one herself! She'd seen Alex in her undies a whole bunch of times too, in changing rooms, on television… None of those could have prepared her for Lena Luthor though. Kara was close to fanning herself, because the temperature in her bedroom had suddenly risen several hundred degrees. Enough that she felt it even through her unbreakable skin, except, wait… No, the temperature was the same that was just her freaking loins! Oh, Rao, that was bad… That was such a stupid way to put things, and Kara was growing flustered and embarrassed which wa stupid because Lena wasn't even coherent enough to know! Not could the CEO read her thoughts. She was aroused. That was how she should have put it.

Lena was like a sculpture because there was naught a flaw on her body. From head to toe she was rather tanned, and every inch of her seemed to call to Kara, begging her to touch, and explore and feel. From Lena's perfectly manicured toes, to the long, soft strands that cascaded down her back in a beautiful waterfall she was flawless. Yes, Kara was repeating such things in her head. The Luthor had legs that appeared never ending, and the panties sculpted to her smooth body beautifully, hugging her crotch and exposing the perfect cameltoe. Her stomach wasn't as muscular as Kara, her abs not nearly as pronounced but it was smooth, and looked so, so soft. Her body was a perfect hourglass shape, and her breasts were a perfect handful. Her bra was black, and lacy and pushed her breasts higher upon her chest to make them appear bigger than they actually were, but Kara found it unneeded, because their size suited her just fine, and she imagined palming them would fill her hand perfectly. When Lena craned her neck it made Kara wonder what it would feel like to have her mouth on that skin, even though she had actually done that. That was the only part of Lena that Kara had managed to get her mouth on.

Lena garbled something out, laughed, then fell backwards on the bed in a fit of hysterical laughter, curling up into herself. It wasn't quite the fetal position, it was more like… A ball. It made Kara smile, a goofy smile that had no meaning, no reason to be but it came anyway. She sighed in relief, and her hormones started to relax after that adorable display. She moved closer to where Lena's head had landed and leaned down to kiss her head again. "I'll be back to tuck you in." she whispered, and Lena hummed appreciatively in response, and that made Kara's stomach do a backflip. Hopefully she wouldn't be the one to puke next.

She walked slowly, and quietly out of her bedroom, and when she was well out of sight she engaged some of that Kryptonian speed and with it she had the kitchen cleaned up in seconds. She made the extra effort to take that particular bag of trash out right away too, because she didn't want it to stink. When she returned to her room, Lena was still there. Hadn't moved in fact, and Kara picked up her dress. She wanted to wash it but… A dress like this probably couldn't go in the washing machine. She didn't want to take the risk, even though she was certain Lena would hardly be upset. Instead she folded it up, neatly placed it on a plastic bag and set it on the nightstand that was beside the bed on the side Lena had claimed as her own in her drunken haze. Then she pulled out a simple sweater and a pair of plain looking pants and laid them atop the bag. Like this if Lena woke up before her, she would have something to wear. Kara just couldn't get over how much she was fussing over Lena Luthor. Girl could take care of herself, yet there Kara was… Fussing.

With her chores out of the way, Kara stripped down to her undies too,and sighed heavily as she crawled into the bed. She moved Lena around until she was able to pull her under the comforter with her, and she wrapped the two of them up nice and tight. The warmth from the blanket wasn't sufficient for Lena, if her actions were anything to go by. She squirmed and wiggled her way closer to Kara, nestling herself comfortably into the Kryptonian's side, her chest resting on Kara's shoulder. She hummed again, and smiled sleepily. Then Kara learned something new about her friend, not for the first time that night.

Lena Luthor snored!

She didn't snore in that cute way either, no. This was a thunderous sound, the kind of snoring that could tear down the four walls to Kara's apartment. Hell, Kara was sure she hadn't been that loud when she'd came earlier. It was impressive, and Kara was holding back a fit of giggles. No, there was nothing cute about it but that didn't stop it from being the most adorable thing Kara had ever seen. She was starting to realize how much trouble she was in, with that thought. Oh she had it for Lena, she had it bad. She hadn't even fully realized it when Lena had been trying to play cave explorers with her pussy earlier. She'd been a fool for thinking she'd realized the depths of her feelings at the club, and it was starting to bite her in the ass. It should have been a simple matter to curl up beside Lena and drift to sleep, except her mind was playing the anxiety game with her.

This wasn't just some drunken hookup. She didn't want it to be one anyway, but what would happen if morning came and Lena didn't remember what had happened? How was Kara to explain the CEO had ended up in bed with her and they hadn't fu- had sex? Would Lena even believe her. Oh, Rao, if the last memory of Kara when she awoke was of their fight would she think Kara had taken advantage of her?

Oh, no, had she? Taken advantage of Lena? That hadn't been her intention. She wasn't like that, no, she was Kara Danvers, good girl. She was better than that, and she'd been raised better than to take advantage of her friends. She'd had those morals instilled into her on two separate worlds, so surely she couldn't have done the wrong thing, because Kara was a good person, not some… Sexual predator. No, Lena had wanted this. Lena had consented, Lena had assured her everything was fun. Lena had seemed sober in those moments, and even though she hadn't been completely sober, she'd been sober enough to give consent. Except… She'd been asking for Kara's consent. Did that make everything better, or worse? If Lena remembered only parts of the night it would look like Kara had used her to get off!

Kara spent hours with lena snoring into her ear and drooling on her shoulder. She was sleeping like a baby, completely unaware of the moral dilemma currently raging inside of Kara's head. It proved to be a rough night for Kara, and when the sun was already filtering through her blinds and sunlight tickled her and Lena's faces she still hadn't slept a wink and still wasn't sure that she'd done the right thing. She'd cemented the fact that she liked Lena though, but she flipped between that making her feel better and smacking her with guilt. It was good that she liked Lena, it meant even if she had used her she hadn't intended to. She wanted to see Lena again, she wanted feelings, and dates and… And she had no idea if that was what Lena wanted, because she couldn't take the word of a drunk girl.

When Lena's eyes began fluttering awake, Kara was filled with a sense of dread. Just like that all the good feelings she'd felt the night before evaporated and her body tensed up. She wanted to say something, even a simple 'good morning' would have sufficed, instead she waited silently as Lena did the drunk girl thing. She groaned and reached for her head, which was no doubt throbbing. She blinked a few times and leaned up, taking a look around to figure out where she was. It was during the searching phase that she came face-to-face with a very nervous looking Kara, who was trying to not chew her lip to shreds.

"Oh… Oh, God. Kara?" she asked, reaching towards the blonde to pat at her face. She wanted to make sure Kara was in fact real, and not some post-drunken hallucination. She didn't say anything further right away, so Kara still hadn't discerned if she was upset or not, but she knew she suddenly felt extremely naked, and she pulled the blankets up to cover everything below her chin. Lena was working through the broken pieces of her memories from the night before, and though Kara had no way of knowing it she remembered a surprising amount. She regretted nothing. That paled in importance compared to the fact that she'd slobbered all over Kara's shoulder. Lena wiped her own mouth first, then Kara's shoulder under the covers and smiled bashfully. "Sorry."

"No, no, no it's fine. Totally fine, right? What's a little drool between… Friends?" she'd paused momentarily, trying to find the right term. She flinched too, because she wasn't sure she'd picked the right one. Lena just observed her in silence, and Kara wondered if she was being judged. "Close your eyes." she suddenly demanded, and Lena quirked a brow at that. She was beginning to become more aware, and she was fairly certain she knew why Kara wanted her to close her eyes.

"Really, Kara?"

"Yes."

"I've seen it all before you know." she tried to sound like she was teasing.

"I know! Just… Turn around!"

"Kara…."

"Lena…"

"Kara!"

"Lena!"

Lena couldn't help the laughter that escaped her lips from their little exchange, because it reminded her of the night before. She didn't want to make her friend feel any more self-conscious than she already was, and if she knew Kara, which she did, the poor girl was probably having a full blown crisis in her mind. She made a show of bringing her hands up to her eyes, covering both of them. "I don't recall you asking me to turn around when I had my fingers in you-"

"Lena!" Kara cut her off quickly, because the absolute last thing the Kryptonian wanted was for Kara to finish that sentence. Her hand was on Lena's mouth alarmingly fast, shutting the Luthor up on the spot. She took to laughing instead, and Kara mused on whether or not that was more or less embarrassing, then realized it didn't matter. She cheated a little, using some of her speed to escape the bed and throw on a shirt that was at least three sizes too big and went down past even her knees. The sudden gust of wind had alarmed Lena, and she peeked through her fingers to find an already dressed Kara pacing back and forth at the foot of the bed, and she tried to reassure her with a smile.

"You don't do this often do you, Kara…? The waking up beside someone like this?" Lena kept judgement out of her voice, she was in no position to judge. It was partially her fault, Kara had arrived at the last moment to save her from doing something stupid. Kara Danvers had been there for her since day one, and had proven herself a true friend again last night. Also showing Lena the poor girl had been undeserving of the harsh treatment from their not so amicable lunch.

"Never. I don't think I've ever had sex with someone I hadn't at least been on several dates with… Mon-El waited for-" Kara stopped the flow of words, because if she started talking she'd ramble about something completely unrelated to whatever conversation they were actually having. She brought her hands together, and interlocked the fingers on her fists, resting the linked hands under her chin. "That doesn't matter." she concluded, and tried to think of something more relevant. "Not that we even had sex? Did we? Have sex? I mean… When two girls… At what point does it become sex?" her inexperience was suddenly showing, and she was searching for a hail mary. Could she have a do-over on her first Lesbian sexual experience? Did she want one? No, she didn't because that had been… Perfect.

"Do you think we had sex?" Lena responded simply. It wasn't that she wanted to not answer Kara, but she knew the reporter was on a journey of sorts in that moment, and there were some things Lena couldn't tell her friend. Kara would have to figure her feelings out on her own. Mostly. Lena could help her a little.

"I… Don't know." she answered at first, bobbing her head up and down before realizing she did in fact know the answer. "Yes, we did. Well… I had sex. You didn't have anything. I'm sorry, is that rude!" she brought a hand up to cover the horrified expression on her face.

The sound of creaking from the bed was heard, and then it stopped. Either Lena had intended to say something else and had changed her mind or she was changing the subject. If it was the latter it was unclear if it was for her own benefit or Kara's. "Did you leave clothes out for me because I puked all over my dress?"

"Not all over it, most of it ended up on the floor…" Kara answered nervously, pushing herself to her tiptoes, trying to get a look at Lena's face, but the CEO was looking away from her and staring intently at the shirt and pants Kara had left for her.

"Kara."

"Yes, I did. Is that bad?"

Lena unfolded the shirt and began pulling it on. The pants followed, pulling them up her legs. It was the worst time for Kara to notice how damn good Lena's ass looked in those panties, and when her friend turned around Kara was caught in the act, caught red handed and she averted her gaze as quickly as she could even though it was too late. "Is there something that's caught your attention?" Lena inquired as she fluffed her hair out, trying to get loose strands out from the back of the shirt. 'It's not bad." she went on, before Kara tried to answer the teasing question and puked verbally everywhere. "It's just…" She was approaching Kara then, and she pulled her friend into a hug. "No one's ever done something so sweet for me before. Surprised me."

"I would have cleaned your dress, but I was worried I'd ruin it." she whined "I'm sorry."

"Kara, I'm going to go make some coffee for you, because I can tell you haven't slept and you're going to need it. Take a few minutes to process, then come drink your coffee and we can talk after." she spoke cooly, unemotionally and it wasn't out of intention of making Kara nervous. Kara needed a little bit of guidance, a bit of structure and Lena hoped to provide that. She wanted to show Kara everything was okay, and she wasn't going to be all awkward. Lena couldn't bear it if Kara went back to avoiding her after all this. She didn't even wait for Kara to reply, and she kissed the blonde's head in a funny reversal of actions, hoping that hadn't been too uncomfortable, and stepped with quick, lithe steps out of Kara's bedroom and towards the kitchen.

The apartment fell into silence, except for the noises of Lena preparing the hot beverages from the kitchen. Kara stayed in the bedroom for several minutes, mulling things over. Lena didn't seem mad at least, but she knew there were things both would have to say. Even if it was incredibly uncomfortable, a conversation would need to be had. It was with that in mind that Kara willed herself out of her bedroom, peeking out before fully making her way into the dining room, where Lena had taken a seat. She was scrolling through her phone, steaming mug of coffee in front of her, and another set at the spot beside her. Kara pulled the chair out, cleared her throat and took a seat.

"I shouldn't have done anything." Kara started. "You were so drunk, I'm sorry. You seemed sober enough when we got here, but then you puked and I'm so sorry Lena. I didn't mean to take advantage of you." the distress on Kara's face was too real, she actually seemed like she might cry and Lena set her phone down, reaching a hand out to reassuringly squeeze Kara's shoulder.

"You did no such thing." she said, and Kara turned away, so Lena forced the blue-eyed beauty to look at her by turning her head by force. "You didn't. I was drunk, but I meant everything I said yesterday. I wanted to touch you, Kara, you didn't use me. It's important you know that. You don't need the added stress of that while you're trying to figure everything else out. You can take as much time as you need. I just don't want to lose you again, please?" the sincerity in Lena's voice is what nearly broke Kara.

"It was still wrong." Kara whispered out, and stifled back a sob. "Not because of the whole lesbian thing." she quickly added, waving a hand in front of her to shoo the idea away. "I should know better, I'm better than that Lena. It felt so right, at the time, but now I feel like it was all wrong."

"You don't have to, because I mean it when I say I wouldn't change a thing about what happened last night…" Lena swallowed thickly, because she didn't know where Kara was emotionally. Her own feelings had been festering inside of her for a while now, and it was far too soon to say she was in love with Kara Danvers, but there was definitely something there. "Kara, I've wanted to kiss you for months. It's still fuzzy, yes, but I can still feel your lips against mine… So soft, so supple… I can recall the feeling of your skin under my fingertips, I can still recall the way your mouth felt against my skin, divine. Kara, I can remember asking you for permission." she tried to make that last point stick. "We were both consenting adults, I promise."

Then Lena sighed. "But if you regret it or anything, I'll understand. Just please don't vanish again. I know I reacted poorly at lunch. It was unbecoming of me, I know, and I'm sorry I slapped you, I hope you forgive me."

"I totally deserved it!" she exclaimed, reaching for Lena's hand and covering it with both of her own, the way Lena had done to her yesterday. "But I don't think you're bad because you're a Luthor, I don't think you're bad at all. I think that dream was more… About my fears than it was about you." she shook her head from side to side. "I'm just- I've never… I'm trying to… God, Lena, if I used you…"

Kara was going to need a lot of reassurance, and Lena was okay with that. She was going to try and comfort Kara was best she could, help her figure her feelings out, even if they led her on a path that didn't involve them trying to figure this out together. That's what a good friend would do. And Lena was a good friend. Then Kara's phone dinged. Then it dinged again, then a third time and Kara frowned. She truly seemed rueful as she picked up her phone, pretty blue eyes widening.

"Oh, God, Lena I don't want you to think this is about you, but I really have to go." Kara frowned as she stood, sad to lose the contact of Lena's skin against her own. "I'm so, so sorry, Lena. It's Alex, she needs me for something." she'd never felt more guilty about lying in her life, especially since it was a lie wrapped in truth. "We'll talk about this, please?"

Lena hardly looked offended, instead she nodded understandingly. "I understand. I'd love to discuss this, tonight maybe?" even with everything going on, she sounded hopeful.

"Yes! Definitely, yes!" Kara had been backing up the whole time as she spoke, and unaware of the space around her, backed right into her wall. She groaned, then rushed into her room to change. She used her x-ray vision to make sure Lena wasn't following and threw her Supergirl costume on, then threw on civilian clothes on over top of it. She did so at normal human speed, too. Lena was smart and she shouldn't give her friend any reason to suspect anything. Both Supergirl and non-Supergirl related. So of course with her rotten luck Lena's next question was directly related to that, even though the dark haired beauty didn't know it.

"What the hell happened to your kitchen table, by the way?" she called out, curiously.

"You did that." Kara responded without even pausing to think about her words, then cursed under her breath. 'Stupid, Kara, stupid…"

"I did? How!?" she called out with a laugh. "I don't remember being the one against the table. Maybe I'm the Kryptonian" she teased, and Kara sighed in relief.

She was out of her room, fully dressed, and walking quickly towards her door. "Make yourself at home, stay as long as you want, uh there's leftover chinese in the fridge and I will… See you later." she opened the door mid sentence, and shut it behind her. Then it opened again, and the bashful blonde peeked her head in, "And have a good day." she said, shutting the door for good afterwards.

Lena just smiled.

"You seem distracted today." Alex screamed, good naturedly, elbowing Kara lightly on the shoulder. "What's up?"

Kara was just landing in the DEO when Alex had went up to her. It had already been several hours since she'd left Lena in her apartment and she'd been too afraid to check her phone. She was scared, because she didn't know what would be worse. If Lena had texted her, or if she found her phone void of new messages from her friend. Both meant something, neither necessarily good because even as Kara tried to consider all the possible options on what to say when they spoke, she was coming up blank. It wasn't so much the gay thing, either.

She wasn't gay, she was pretty sure. She'd been in love with Mon-El, had enjoyed getting physical with him. If she had to put a label on it she was bi-sexual, but that wasn't really something she cared about. Love was love, was love. She couldn't care less if it was between a man a woman, a man and a man, a woman and a woman, an alien and a human or… Anything else. What truly mattered were the feelings' in one's heart, and it was her heart that was confusing her. Oh, she was shocked to find out she was attracted to women, or at the very least Lena, but that didn't make it a bad thing. It was only a bad thing if it didn't go anywhere, and Lena had been the perfect gentleman in the morning (haha), and had assured Kara everything was fine, but there was still that nagging, anxious voice in the back of her head that told her she'd behaved inappropriately.

"You're doing it again." Alex accused with a playful grin, pushing her sister to no avail, both feet remaining firmly planted on the ground.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, Alex."

She was glad she was playing at superheroing today. When she put on the costume it made her more confident, she was less bumbling and nervousness. Less shy and scared. Everything became clear when she was Supergirl, she had a clear goal in mind and it was easy. The symbol on her chest was no longer for her alone, but for everyone. She, too, was a symbol. Of hope, and it was her duty, nay, her responsibility to be better. To make the right choices, to live up to her cousin's example. Doing that required a degree of confidence, something Kara never seemed to lack when she was Supergirl. "I just have a lot on my mind." she said dismissively as a follow up comment.

"Well, let's talk it through. Big supervillain I should know about." Alex wasn't trying to be nosey, she just wanted to help and she didn't know it but was in a unique position to do so. Between being Kara's sister and having gone through the whole 'I'm gay' thing just a year or two ago, her advice would be invaluable if Kara could just focus and tell her. She was waiting for Kara's reply, all while they wandered through an empty hall, pausing in the middle of it because no one was around.

"Just… You can not judge me, understood." she raised a finger, poking Alex's chest with it.

"Cross my heart, hope to die." she grinned, tilting her head so that her hair did that thing where it cupped her face. Most would agree, Alex was way too cute to be a badass, alien hunting, secret agent. "What'd you do?"

"More...Who." Kara replied, giving that patented, crooked, Kryptonian smile she'd mastered so well. Alex was an expert in Karaology at this point, could read all the signs without fail. That smile usually meant Kara had done something stupid, knew it, and needed validation. This time, she'd done a person.

"Kara Danvers!" Alex laughed, slapping Kara on the arm as hard as she could, knowing she'd never feel it anyway. "Since when do you hook up with strangers." Alex was accusing, albeit playfully.

"Shhh!" Kara growled, glancing around to make sure no one had overheard. "You said you wouldn't judge! It wasn't exactly a stranger either, by the way…" she continued speaking in a loudish whisper.

"Oh my God, who was it? Was it Winn? Oh my God, did Barry come by from Earth-1?" The look Kara was giving Alex was terrifying, and let Alex know that the who didn't matter. "Right, okay, what are you asking me then?"

"They were pretty drunk, I actually saved her from going home with some skeezy dude, and I don't know what I was thinking." Kara sighed, unaware of her slip of the tongue. "I was told everything was fine, and it didn't really go that far...Kind of. It's hard to explain Alex, I'm just worried I took advantage of this person…" When Kara looked up Alex's jaw was just… Hanging there. She wasn't saying anything, even though Kara was sure that she'd have plenty to say.

"Kara…"

"I know! If they say it's fine, it's probably fine right? I just always feel like I have to be better than that! They were really drunk, Alex. I feel awful but at the same time…" The good memories replaced the anxiety, and Kara sighed in dreamy remembrance, leaning back against the hallway wall."God, it felt so good Alex… I never knew I could feel that good." Kara's voice was dropping then, the dreamy sigh replaced with a more… Husky tone. "I didn't know I could come that fuc-"

"Kara!"

"Rao, right, I'm sorry! See, I never say stuff like that! I'm all over the place!" Kara was back to herself, though her cheeks were a little redder than they'd been before her impromptu confession. "I think I want to explore this, but I don't know how-"

"Kara!"

"I just don't know what to do, Alex…"

"Kara!"

Kara wasn't stopping. "I'm not a sexual predator, Alex! I'm a good person."

"KARA!"

Kara jumped, swallowed and shook her head. 'Sorry."

"You said her."

"I said what?"

"Her, Kara. You said her. I saved 'her'." Alex let that hang in the air for a moment. "You said her."

Kara's hand flew to her mouth, and she completely turned her body away from her sister, grumbling under her breath.

"Kara, who was it?"

Kara grumbled.

"Kara…"

"Lena."

Alex gasped louder than she ever had in her entire life. "You?" she raised a hand, and parted two fingers. "And Lena!?" she asked, and did the same with her other hand, before bringing the two hands together in a very suggestive motion, just in time for Kara to turn around and swat her fingers interlocked hands.

"Alex, gross!" Kara cried out, and was wearing the most panicked look on her face, but then she was smiling dopily, leaning into Alex and whispering. "It was actually super good though." and then she groaned, leaning back into the wall.

Alex was smiling too, and trying to process the whole thing. "I've never seen you like this Kara." and she meant it. They were sisters, they talked. About everything. Kara hadn't been this goofy and smiley when she'd been crushing on Jimmy, hadn't reacted so silly when she'd finally slept with Mon-El, hadn't hurt her cheeks with smiling quite as much when Mon-El had stayed instead of going back to the future with the Legion. This wasn't some small thing, so Alex would treat it as something serious, and important. "It was that good?"

"Hush!" Kara hissed, but she was still smiling and then she nodded.

Alex pondered for a few moments. "Kara, I'll be real honest. I don't think you could take advantage of Lena Luthor if you tried. She's a badass." She glared "Not as much as me." she added, for good measure, but still. "But still a badass. You probably shouldn't be sleeping with too drunk girls, but I'm sure you knew what you were doing."

"I just sort of lost myself, I've never been like that…"

"If Lena says it's fine, then it's probably fine sweetie." Alex patted her shoulder.

"I just...I gotta figure it out." she sighed.

"You will."

There was no more time to discuss it though. "Supergirl! There's been an explosion downtown! Those people could use you!'

"Up, up and away…" Kara muttered.

So, maybe Kara had chickened out. Just a little. She'd made some lame excuse to Lena, that she definitely hadn't bought and had called Kara out on it. She told Kara to take as much as she needed though, and that Lena would be around if she needed to talk. Kara had felt guilty immediately afterwards. She'd decided there was something she needed to do though, there was only one way to truly ascertain Lena's state of mind the night before. That meant Kara had to be at least as drunk as Lena had been, and establish whether she would have been able to give consent. It was a flawed, terrible plan… But it was the only thing Kara though would quell the never ending questions that assaulted her mind and made her anxious. If everything was fine, then she'd talk to Lena… And see where things would go. If she discovered she'd basically used her possible love interest, then… She'd apologize and still try to start something with lena? She was still unclear on what she would do, exactly. She liked Lena!

The first drink had gotten her drunk, it was some strong shit. She'd felt it right away, and she remembered exactly how she'd felt the last time she'd gotten drunk and the word 'floaty' came to mind. She was in a fun drunk stage, it felt good, and pleasant and her extremities were tingling. The second drink made being drunk not quite so pleasant. Instead of sort of unsteady everything was suddenly spinning, and for some reason Kara had to keep adjusting her glasses. Not to mention the fact that absolutely everything was incredibly funny. The third, and final drink, pushed Kara far beyond 'white girl wasted', and she could barely stand, let alone walk. She leaned against the wall, walking along it as though gravity were pushing her sideways, and she was laughing hysterically the whole time.

The bartender shook her head, and somehow convinced Kara to sit down on the stool. The poor Kryptonian was the last one around, and she wasn't quite sure when everyone else had gone home. She looked through Kara's phone, and the last person she'd been texting was Lena so that was who she called. Kara's eyes widened unevenly, and she leaned forward, and whispered. "Shhhh...You can't." she slurred out.

"Hey, is this a Lena… I got a Kara Danvers here." Everyone knew Kara as Alex's sister here, and Maggie's friend. Though Maggie was long gone. "She's… A little drunk, think you can pick her up."

"Oh no, you can't bring Lena here!" Kara exclaimed! "She's a human!" she whispered, far too loudly with both palms pressed flat against the bar, trying to crawl over it to reclaim her phone. It didn't work, and Lena was given the address and assured the bartender she was on her way. She'd tried to explain to Kara she was the only one around, so their cover wouldn't be blown. It didn't work and Kara panicked and decided to walk outside. Then, when she was outside, she decided to walk home. She didn't make it very far before Lena's car pulled up beside her on the street, and upon seeing her Kara gasped.

"You look...Like my sister!" She exclaimed, but even drunk she knew that was wrong, and it was also the funniest thing ever. Except Lena hadn't seen her drunk last time, and wouldn't get the joke so it was lost on her, so instead she tried to take it as a compliment because Alex was pretty, after all.

"Thanks. Why don't you get in, Kara? I'll bring you home."

Kara snickered, and stepped towards the car, stumbling and catching herself on it, falling into another fit of laughter and sliding down the side of the car until her butt was pressed firmly to the ground. "Oh, wow, the car got bigger…"

Lena was out within seconds, trying her best not to laugh at the poor girl, and just like Kara was feeling guilty. She hadn't expected, or wanted her friend to go get wasted over what had happened. She thought that talking about talking about it had been the right move, then when Kara had bailed Lena had figured giving her a bit of space was the right move. Now she was questioning all of those decisions, all while she helped Kara off the ground and the blonde seemed to be trying to climb on top of Lena, and it was impossible to get a read on Kara's true feelings. She loaded the blonde into her car, buckled her in, and then sat down beside her.

"I didn't think you were gonna get drunk tonight, Kara."

Kara gasped. "Neither did I!" she giggled out. "But I had to...Check." she whined, leaning her head on Lena's shoulder. "I had to be like you were yesterday, so that I could know if I was a bad friend."

Nothing in the whole world could have prepared Lena for hearing that. Kara was still on that? The poor girl was so worried that she'd taken advantage of Lena that she'd gotten trashed out of her mind to see if she was capable of saying no, just to prove she hadn't been a bad frend to Lena? It was hard to believe just the previous day, Lena had slapped her across the face. She could never have suspected Kara would go to such lengths to make sure Lena was safe, emotionally. Now it was her turn to take care of Kara.

"Kara, you were fine. Look…" She was trying not to laugh again, because Kara was too adorable, distracted by the window and pressing her face right up against it. Lena snapped her fingers a couple of times before she had Kara's undivided attention again, even though she was slowly leaning forward, seemingly unable to stop herself. "Let's put this to rest right now okay? No, Kara.." She lifted the girl's chin. "Look at me. Do you want to have sex, right now?" Lena finally asked with a raised brow. She wasn't trying to put her friend on the spot, just trying to prove a point.

Kara blinked those beautiful, innocent blue eyes at her and started laughing. She was slapping Lena's shoulder lightly, and snorting in between fits of heavy laughter. "I can't… Do that! I'm drunk!" she said, and she continued to laugh. There was some unheard joke in the air it seemed, one only Kara could understand. "I'm..Drunk." she repeated, just as the car stopped, and her face grew more serious.

Lena stepped out of the car from her side, much to Kara's dismay, she whined loudly, pleading for Lena to come back. All of that was quickly forgotten as Lena opened Kara's door, and she gasped before throwing her arms around Lena's neck, beginning to cry. "Lena, I thought you were gone!" she said, following it with the most heartbreaking sniffle Lena had ever heard.

She helped unbuckle her friend, sent her driver home and helped Kara make it all the way up to her apartment. It was a struggle for the drunk girl, and Lena had been thoroughly convinced that Kara might not make it without severe injury. It took at least an hour to get up those damned stairs and there'd been much laughter, many hugs and a few almost-kisses, that Lena had stopped. She did want to kiss Kara, but she was trying to prove a point here. Trying to show responsibility fell on both of them. Also, she hadn't been drunk as Kara last night, not even close. Kara's worries might have had merit if Lena had been this drunk.

When they finally got to Kara's apartment Lena unlocked the door while the drunk blonde clung to her. She was having trouble keeping her balance, with two arms linked around her neck, and the added challenge of unlocking the door while Kara threatened to take them both to the ground was noted. When the door opened Kara grew overzealous and tried to rush in, and really did take the two women to the ground in a questionable act of strength. There was a lot of tumbling and Kara ended up on top of Lena, laughing and as she was trying to get herself back up the look in her eyes changed. It was like she was noticing, truly noticing Lena for the first time that night, and there was something behind them. Lena was worried it was lust, but it proved to be something far sweeter, as Kara whispered in all of her slurred glory "You're scho pretty." and then struggled to her feet. She stumbled into her house, catching herself on the kitchen table. "I just wanted to make sure I like, liked you. Y'know? I know...That you know, that I know that you actually don't know…"

"Oh, Kara, I wish I could decipher your drunken gibberish, but that's a feat beyond even my intellect. You're incredibly sweet though." Lena exclaimed as she shut the door behind them. "I'll gladly hold your hair if you need to vomit, but please don't." Lena went on, removing her coat and leaving it on the back of one of the chairs.

"We're...Not gonna have sex tonight?" Kara asked, greatly concerned on that fact, and Lena just shook her head no as she brought Kara back towards her bedroom, and helped her climb into bed without much fuss, leaving her fully dressed. Only because when she'd tried to help Kara out of her clothes she'd lost it, and began blabbering about how Lena couldn't undress her, because she was wearing something bad underneath. That had made Lena more curious, but she respected Kara's wished and tucked her in, fully clothed. Lena had intended on taking the couch, but her friend had given her the saddest puppy dog eyes, and pleaded for her to join her. Lena couldn't refuse to she crawled in fully clothed as well.

"No sex?" Kara asked, again.

"No, not tonight Kara."

"Another night?"

"I think so, if that's something you'd like."

"Can we go on a date?" each word was delayed and slurred, embarrassment coming through even her inebriated state. "Do I...Have your consent to go on a date?" she asked, and that drew a good laugh out of Lena.

"Yes, Kara. You have my consent to go on a date with me."

"Lena…"

"Sleep, Kara. We can talk about it in the morning."

"Can I kiss you?"

Lena had to consider it, and finding it wouldn't break any rules, even though they were rules she'd made up in her head, nodded. Kara beamed, then leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Lena's mouth. Okay, she'd aimed for Lena's mouth and had ended up catching the corner of her mouth instead. "Oops." Kara exclaimed groggily.

"It's okay, Kara. You can try again tomorrow."

Lena learned something very important that night. Kara snored too.

It was lucky for Kara the next morning happened to be a Sunday, because it meant she was able to sleep in. Sleep in she did. She didn't wake up until it was well into the afternoon, and when she did she found she was in bed alone. The other side of the bed was messy though, and it made her think someone had been there before. Then again, she hadn't made the bed that morning so maybe it was still messy. Except, no...She distinctly remembered Lena being there. In fact most of her memories of the night before were intact. They were a tad fuzzy, but the entire night's events were there, mostly, and she was even pretty sure she'd asked Lena out, and also kissed her. If Lena had been there, where had she gone? Had she actually gotten upset and left? "Lena…?" Kara called out tentatively, and sighed in relief at the sound of a response from the kitchen.

"I'm in the kitchen. I have tylenol and coffee." she called out, and she sounded too chipper for someone who was upset, so Kara dragged her lazy ass out of bed, brushed her teeth, fixed her hair, removed her Supergirl uniform from under her clothes and hid it, and then when she felt semi-presentable she moseyed out into the kitchen, groaning slightly. She wasn't hungover, not super bad. She had a little headache but thankfully no nausea. She downed the tylenol Lena had for her, washing them down with a large gulp of coffee, and as she sat she just stared directly at Lena. "Thank you.

Lena grinned. "If I try to talk, you gonna run away?"

Kara shook her head.

"I really appreciate what you did last night, but do you believe me now? You didn't take advantage of me Kara. No one was taken advantage of. I think we just like each other."

Kara nodded. She was truly, and fully convinced that everything was fine. She'd been freaking out over nothing, in a totally Kara Danvers way. She was glad though, relieved she hadn't abused Lena's trust in her. She sighed in relief, and finally, for the first time in two days she felt good, and relieved, and everything was okay. She was still nervous, and shy, for whatever was going to come next, but since she'd been a good friend she knew she'd be able to face it. "I'm glad. I just wanted to make sure, Lena. I wanted to make sure because if this is going to be a… Thing… I couldn't start it with taking advantage of you."

"No one's ever cared enough to make sure of something like that, Kara. The little things… You saved me from that guy, you took care of me. You worried about me, and I've had boyfriends and girlfriends who've cared yeah… But no one who cared enough to fold clothes neatly for me. No one who cuddled me after I almost puked all over them. That's not usually my life."

"You deserve the best Lena, you're a good person."

"What I'm trying to say Kara, is that I think you're the best. So if you were serious about that date I'd really like to give this a shot, if you feel like it's something you're ready for?" Lena hesitated before she went on. "Dating me will come with its own set of challenges, I won't lie to you. I know you're not used to being in the spotlight, but that may change a little. I'll protect you as much as I can, but…"

Kara rose, and moved towards Lena. She towered over the Luthor, her heart was beating out of her chest, how could Lena not hear that? It was fast, and erratic and so powerful. Not unlike her feelings for Lena, funnily enough. Then she leaned down, and with as much control as the superheroine could manage she brought her mouth to Lena's and together they shared a quick, chaste kiss. Their lips hadn't been together for more than a few seconds, but that was all that was needed for their first sober kiss to be perfect. They worried for each other, they liked each other and they obviously both cared for each other. What was there to be afraid of, anymore?

"I was serious."

"You'd better have one hell of a date planned, Kara. I'm trusting you."

Right there…. Right then. Kara wanted to tell her. She wanted to tell Lena everything, tell her about her double life. She wanted to tell Lena that she was Supergirl. She wanted to not lie to Lena everyday, she wanted to not be breaking her trust every time she'd be making an excuse to duck out and go save the world. She wanted Lena to forgive her for what she'd had Jimmy do, and she wanted Lena to know both sides of her. She hadn't wanted to start their relationship on an abuse of trust, so why should it start with a lie?

Instead all Kara said was "I'll try to make it worth your while, miss Luthor."