Author's Note: This is a gift for Iamsuperconfused as part of the Super Santa Femslash 2019 exchange over on AO3.

No betas, we dye like wmoen!

Seriously, this is unbetaed, and probably a complete mess. I just ran out of time. There are 12 chapters written as I post this, and probably about 8 more on the way. Apologies to Iamsuperconfused for not having her gift finished on time, but hopefully, having steady supply of Kara/Maggie for the next little while will make up for that. I have no idea what posting schedule I'll use for this.

I am not at all sure how much sense this story will make if you haven't watched season four, as the various scenes weave in and around the episodes, but hopefully, you'll be able to enjoy it.

Prompt: "Against all odds, you're all mine." I'd want something that sticks to the show's universe, maybe an alternate timeline or reality where they find their way together in some way. I'd like something intensely romantic or erotic (at your convenience for this kind of pairing).

November 26, 2018

Kara wasn't in the mood for this. All she wanted was an order of pot stickers to sooth her mood after the latest Children of Liberty manifesto had dropped on YouTube. More hate spewed out to fan the fires that had been building ever since President Marsden had been outed as an alien. More than anything Kara wanted it to stop. She wanted the world to go back to making sense.

Everything had been going so well, until this Agent of Liberty character had come along.

But now, instead of the Chinese buffet she loved and a couple of steam trays worth of potstickers, she was responding to gun fire on her lunch break and judging by the sheer volume of fire being exchanged, it was going to be a nasty incident.

She spotted the scene a few blocks out. Dozens of cops taking cover behind the barely there protection of their police cars while several people fired at them from inside a poured concrete industrial building. If the cops tried to advance on the building, it would get nasty, and they would get hurt. Her first instinct was to go right in, but she checked herself. Some lessons only needed to be learned once. She tapped her comms.

"Brainy, this is Supergirl. I'm responding to a shootout at Paxton and Cardwell down in Nation's Bay. Can you put me through to the sight commander?"

"Patching you through now."

"Supergirl, do you read?" Maggie asked.

"Maggie?" Kara asked, more than a little shocked by the sound of the once familiar voice.

"Yeah. We need some help down here."

"I'm ready when you are. Just tell me what you need."

"How about you put a Supergirl shaped hole in the roof, and kick their asses for me?"

Kara smiled. "That, I can do." She dived for the roof of the building, hands out in front of her to keep the debris from messing up her hair.

"Incoming!" Maggie shouted at the top of her lungs. A moment later, a blue and red streak dropped out of the sky like a bomb coming specifically to ruin the bad guy's day. There had been a time or two when Maggie hated that sight, but today, it felt like blessed salvation.

"Bell, get on the horn and see where SWAT and the buses are," Maggie ordered. Bell reached for her radio, and Maggie looked down at her own sleeve, drenched in blood and sighed. She was going to have to ruin a jacket, because she wasn't going to talk to Kara looking like she'd just caught a bullet. Especially when she just caught a bullet.

Kara smiled brightly as she dropped the last of the goons in a pile outside of the building, then headed over towards where she saw Maggie standing. She frowned a little at the sight of Maggie wearing a big, police issue windbreaker over her tac gear, because she remembered Maggie hating anything that restricted her movement during a fight. It wasn't even cold, either. Seventy degrees.

She supposed it might be Maggie's size. She was small, and she had always run a bit cold. Something Kara knew, both by Alex's repeated complaints about cold feet in bed, and by the simple fact that Kara could see far enough down into the infrared to tell that Maggie's normal body temperature was a bit lower than average for a human.

"Hey, Supergirl," Maggie said as Kara stopped in front of her.

"Hey, Detective Sawyer. It's been a while."

"Yeah," Maggie said. "Anything we need to watch for inside?"

"About a hundred kilo's of Semtex," Kara said. "The place was wired. I pulled the detonators and trashed the firing circuit, so the building should be safe enough, but I'd still have the bomb squad do a check before I sent in the CSI's. They had a lot of serious hardware in there. I'm surprised you didn't have SWAT."

"Yeah. This was supposed to be a simple search and seizure. We got word the Children of Liberty were stockpiling more of the IR masks from the Thankgiving incident here, and we were coming to grab them and whoever was babysitting. We didn't expect a fucking army."

"This was the Children of Liberty?" Kara asked.

"That's what our source said."

Kara looked back at the warehouse, for a moment, and did another scan with her X-Ray vision. "At least it wasn't led lined."

"Yeah. Good thing."

Kara turned back to Maggie, but as she did, she caught a whiff of blood, and her eyes went wide. She looked Maggie over with her X-ray vision, and immediately spotted the gash on her left arm.

"You're hurt!" Kara said.

"I'm grazed," Maggie said. "I've got two guys who caught it center of mass."

"You need me to run them to the hospital?" Kara asked.

"Pistol hits. They took it on the vest. I've got buses on the way. They'll be fine."

"Good, then you have time to let me patch up that arm," Kara said.

"Aren't you the wrong sister for that?"

Kara shrugged. "I've been taking classes."

"First aid classes at the Y don't teach you to patch bullet holes."

"No," Kara said, before zipping over to Maggie's cruiser at super speed, grabbing the first aid kit out of it, then zipping back. "But the combat medic field training course at the DEO does include how to clean a bullet wound and apply a pressure bandage. Now, are you going to take off the jacket, or are you going to make me?"

"Fine," Maggie said. "But if you try to use Celox on me, I will kick your Kryptonian ass."

As doctors went, Maggie had to admit that Kara was probably one of the better ones she'd seen. She was careful as she cut away the sleeve of Maggie's shirt. She used one of the saline eye wash ampules to irrigate the wound, then slapped the Israeli bandage over it and cinched it down tight.

"There," Kara said. "You still need to go to the hospital, but the pressure should stop the bleeding."

"That you, Doctorgirl," Maggie said.

Kara groaned. "Please don't ever let Cat hear you say that."

"Not like we run in the same circles these days."

"You'd be surprised, the circles Cat is running in lately," Kara said. "How have you been?"

"Aside from shot? Not too bad. What were you doing out here, anyway?"

"I was on my way to that Chinese buffet we used to go to for lunch when I heard the gunshots."

"You skipped out on pot stickers to come save me? I'm not sure whether to be flattered or ask who you are and what you did with Supergirl."

"Hey!" Kara said. "You're family. You come first."

Maggie stiffened, not quite sure she believed what she'd just heard.

"You should go get lunch," Maggie said, trying to keep the anger out of her voice.

"No," Kara said. "I'll wait with you until the ambulances get here."

"I'm fine," Maggie snapped.

Kara frowned in that way she had when she didn't quite understand something. "You're upset."

"No, I'm not," Maggie said. "But you've done everything you can here, and I'm sure you've got better things to do than babysit a group of cops."

"Okay," Kara said, that frown still on her face. "But if you ever need me. Just call. Okay?"

"Sure," Maggie lied.

Kara seemed to clue into the fact that it was time for her to go. Something Maggie was grateful for. Kara stepped back and floated gently up into the air without the backwash Maggie has seen a few times in Kara's more energetic takeoffs. Maggie just hopped down off the hood of her car and went to check on her crime scene.

Kara stopped somewhere around a thousand feet and looked back down at Maggie, wondering what she'd said to cause such a sudden and dramatic change in Maggie's demeanor. The whole thing was frustrating, because she had thought for a moment they were actually getting along. Something that was a rare occurrence in their relationship, but which had always made Kara smile when it happened.

She knew she'd gotten off on the wrong foot with Maggie, and she even admitted that was her fault. She'd been cold to her the first time she met her as Kara Danvers, because Maggie had hurt Alex, and Kara always hated anything that caused Alex pain. The jealously hadn't helped. She'd come back from helping Barry and found that all of Alex's attention was suddenly focused somewhere else. She'd wanted to be happy for Alex, and at first, she had been, but the longer it went on, the more she'd felt like she was losing her sister. Right up until the night she had lost her.

She and Maggie had spent the far too much of that awful night arguing over how to help Alex, but it was also the first time Kara had felt hope that she and Maggie night be able to build the kind of relationship that she and Alex had. When they'd both knelt down next to Alex after they freed her from her water filled cage, something had changed between them, the same way something had changed between her and Alex after Kenny's death.

But she'd never really gotten a chance to build on that. Too much had come at her too quickly. The Daxamite invasion, putting Mon-El in the pod. Her own grief, and then Alex's decision to end her relationship with Maggie.

She'd tried to reach out afterwards, but her calls had gone straight to voicemail, her texts hadn't been answered, and when she'd asked one of the officers at a scene why Detective Sawyer wasn't around, they told her she'd transferred to Hub city.

She played back the conversation over again in her head as she watched Maggie run the scene and realized the change had happened right after she'd told Maggie she was family.

Kara closed her eyes for a moment as she realized her mistake. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes, taking one last look at Maggie before she headed off to find lunch. If Maggie was back in town, then with any luck, they would see each other again, and she could try to make things right.

She just hoped nothing happened with the Children of Liberty before they could get this sorted.