Couch: Oliver Kara Sara

Loveseat: Roy Thea

Couch: William Samantha Sam Ruby

Couch: Agent Danvers Lena Felicity

Couch: Deathstroke Dark archer black siren

Couch: Laurel Rebecca Malcolm

Couch: Alex Slade

Couch: Rene Curtis Dinah

Armchairs: John and Quentin (are in separate ones)

Couch: Cisco Caitlyn wally

Couch: Harry Joe Cecile

Loveseat: Barry Iris

Couch: J'onn Winn James

Couch: Clark Nyssa

Loveseat: Nora Moira Will Alura

Couch: Stephen Amell, Melissa Amell

Couch: Caity Gustin, Grant Gustin

Couch: Colton Haynes, Jack Moore

Couch: Anna Hopkins, Emma Tremblay, Emily Bett Rickards

Couch: Chyler Leigh, Katie McGrath, Odette Annable

Couch: Manu Bennett, John Barrowman, Katie Cassidy

Couch: Ricky Gonzalez, Echo Kellum, Juliana Harkavy

Couch: David Ramsey, Carlos Valdes

Couch: Danielle Panabaker, Keiynan Lonsdale

Couch: Tom Cavanagh, Jesse Lamont Martin

Couch: Candice Patton, Jessica Parker Kennedy

Couch: Mick Jax Stein

Couch: Lily Nate Amaya

Couch: Ray Ava

Shipping sister so far:

Samantha

Thea

Alex

Sara

Felicity

Black Siren

Nyssa

Iris

Lena

All the people from earth 99999:

Oliver: Stephen Amell

Kara: Melissa Amell

Sara: Caity Gustin

Roy: Colton Haynes

Thea: Willa Holland

William: Jack Moore

Samantha: Anna Hopkins

Ruby: Emma Tremblay

Felicity: Emily Bett Rickards

Alex: Chyler Leigh

Lena: Katie McGrath

Sam: Odette Annable

Slade: Manu Bennett

Malcolm: John Barrowman

Laurel:Katie Cassidy

Rene: Ricky Gonzalez

Curtis: Echo Kellum

Dinah: Juliana Harkavy

Dig: David Ramsey

Cisco: Carlo's Valdes

Caitlyn: Danielle Panabaker

Wally: Keiynan Lonsdale

Harry: Tom Cavanagh

Joe: Jesse Lamont Martin

Barry: Grant Gustin

Iris: Candice Patton

Nora: Jessica Parker Kennedy

Nyssa: Katrina Law

Couch: Mick Jax Stein

"Your younger selves, kissed," Zari said when they got in the next morning.

"Damn," Laurel muttered.

"Haha, you owe me 20 bucks," Malcolm said.

"You two bet on this?" Zari said.

"Yeah, and I won," Malcolm said.

"Do you ever think we should stop being so competitive against each other?" Laurel asked Malcolm.

"No, I have never once thought that, but in all fairness, most my thoughts are about how to annoy Slade," Malcolm said.

"That... makes sense actually," Laurel said.

The next morning, Dark Archer and Black Siren are one of the first to wake up. They're walking through the halls to get to the break room, and run straight into something small wearing black. It's Rebecca.

"Ow! I'm not that small, you should have seen me," Rebecca said.

"Shouldn't you be with your parents?" Black Siren asked.

"I am with my parents," Rebecca pointed out.

"We are not your parents, our future selves are," Dark Archer said.

"Which by default makes you my parents. Deal with it, get over it," Rebecca said.

They sighed and headed to the break room, with Rebecca trailing behind them, just being genrally annoying, like the child of Malcolm she was.

Later after everyone was ready and in the veiwing room, even some Legends who just showed up like they tend to do, all they had to do was wait for Laurel and Malcolm. Who were arguing about something with two other people.

"We do not need supervision!"

"Eh."

"Laurel, you're supposed to be on my side!"

"But I'm not."

"Fine, let's just go in."

They walked in with future Slade and Future Alex, and for some reason Future William

(Past Slade is now Deathstroke and Past Alex is Agent Danvers, and Future William is Will)

"Hey. We somehow got roped into this," Alex said. "Let's just watch."

"No, wait what is he doing here," Moira said, pointing at Will.

"I'm here to do my job as a big brother and annoy you and Alura," Will said, sitting next to her. "Now let's watch."

"Right," Laurel nodded. "Malcolm stop pouting."

To life being full indeed, Kara smiled softly as she opened her eyes. She hovered above National City, just . . . flying. If she hadn't had the adventures she had had months before, she would probably be straining her ears trying to find every single minor crime she could.

"Yeah, it was bad," Agent Danvers said.

She didn't have to worry about that now. Through the comms device she wore, she could hear her newest friends working on stopping a bank robbery, and she couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Even when they were here just to celebrate with her, they found work to do.

Typical vigilantes.

"What would being a vigilante on Earth-38 be like?" Sara said.

"Mostly fighting aliens," Alex said.

Something did catch her attention, though, and she straightened in midair. Multiple sirens, all sounding like they were heading the same way. She smirked and took off.

"Guys," she called.

"Police chase on the highway. Sounds like our kind of job."

She heard four responses and grinned, flying faster. People in National City just never seemed to learn.

On the highway, three police cars were wailing after a large semi, which never stopped. Alex leaned out the window of the car in the lead, took aim, and started firing at the truck. Her fiancée caught sight of something Alex didn't and hastily leaned over, grabbing her arm. "Look out!"

"Thank you, Maggie," Agent Danvers muttered.

Alex ducked back into the car as the passenger in the truck returned fire towards her. He then fired at the highway, and fire flared up, sending the two cars behind them squealing to halts.

Maggie swallowed, then sped up to try and catch up to the truck. All of a sudden, the truck slowed down, and both Maggie and Alex slammed forward when they hit the truck. However, they didn't stop – they followed the truck along now.

"They're dragging us!" Maggie realized, eyes wide.

The back of the truck opened, and Alex blanched when she saw the large gun aimed at them.

"That's a big gun," Cisco said admiring it.

"Oh, no."

The man started firing, but Kara dropped down in front of them, right in front of the bullets. They bounced off her harmlessly, and Kara smirked before driving her fist into the barrel of the machine. It crunched with a shower of sparks, and the man stared at her in shock before running to climb onto a set of crates, onto the top of the truck.

Kara was about to follow him when she heard a familiar zipping sound and two sets of feet landing with thuds. She chuckled and hopped into the air before landing down on the hood of Maggie's car, separating it from the truck. It skidded to a stop, and Kara hopped down onto the asphalt, watching the truck continue.

"Aren't you going after them?" Alex panted, looking out the window.

Kara tilted her head, hearing the sound of motorcycles approaching. "Nah," she grinned. "I took care of the hard part."

Two motorcycles roared past, making Maggie yelp. "Oh, my God!"

"They're crazy," Alex shook her head.

"Yeah," Kara grinned. "But I love them."

"Yeah, you should, we're awesome," Dark Archer said.

"I know," Karra smiled.

The man emerged onto the roof of the truck, only to find himself facing a masked, hooded man in green, his bow at his side like a staff. He turned around to find a man in black leathers behind him, a bow in his left hand, a sword in his right, his head covered by a black veil of some kind.

He growled and pulled out an electric stick, turning it on, hoping to turn the two archers away.

However, that just made them charge him. The man swung back, but the two archers nimbly ducked around him, letting him swing and miss.

"You two work really well together," Sara said to Oliver and Malcolm.

The next time he tried to hit one of them, it was the man in black. He caught the stick with his hand, but for some reason, the shock didn't affect him. The man stared at him in shock, then the man in black placed his bow on top of the stick and wrenched it away from him.

"The one time a cybernetic hand comes in handy," Malcolm muttered. Laurel took his hand and patted it comfortingly.

The man in green kicked him from behind, and the man fell off the truck, landing with a thud on an SUV they passed.

The two archers watched, then the man in black turned to the man in green. "They don't seem to learn, do they?" he asked, switching off his voice modulator.

"You'd think they would," the man in green admitted, turning around to see where they were headed. He stopped abruptly, eyes wide. "Stop the truck!" he yelled.

The roar of motorcycles increased, and a female voice in his ear answered, "I'm on it!"

One motorcycle zoomed past them on the right, doing a wheelie in front of the car the truck was heading for.

The woman in black riding it stepped off, planted herself in front of the truck, and screamed, making the two inside the car flinch and cover their ears. The sonic scream hit the truck, making it squeal, starting to stop.

"Wow, that's impressive," Dinah said.

It was enough time for Kara to land in front of the truck and make it stop entirely.

The teenage boy in the back seat gawked at the woman in black as she turned to him, her blonde hair over one shoulder, her green eyes looking at him in concern. "Are you all right?" she asked.

"Yeah," he stammered, watching as Kara jogged over. The other motorcycle stopped, and he looked over, seeing the man riding it was in black and blue heavy-duty padded armor, his mask split down the front – one side orange, the other black. "You guys are the best," he marveled, seeing the two archers jump from the top of the truck.

"Don't you forget," Kara winked, making him laugh before she grinned and leapt into the sky, flying off.

The woman in black winked at him as well before heading back to her motorcycle, pulling it up.

The man in black joined her on the back of it, the man in green getting behind the man in the mask. Alex and Maggie ran up and gave them quick salutes, which the archers returned before they drove off.

"You four always seem to split into pairs. Oliver and Slade, Malcolm and Laurel," Cisco said.

"Slade eventually trades Oliver for someone new," Malcolm said, smirking. Slade rolled his eye.

"I'm offended," Oliver said.

"Cool car chase," Winn smiled as Kara walked down from where she flew into the D.E.O. "Very fast, very furious."

Malcolm started snickering. Laurel noticed and whispered, "Why are you giggling like a maniac?"

"First off, I'm snickering there is a difference," Malcolm said.

"Yeah, you tell yourself that," Laurel said.

"And I'm snickering because Thea's chat name is fast&furious," Malcom said.

"Why did I marry you again?" Laurel asked.

Malcolm shrugged his shoulders and said "I dunno."

"Exactly my thoughts," Laurel said.

"Wait, really?" Malcolm said looking hurt.

Laurel softened when she saw his face and she sighed and said "No, not really."

Malcolm smiled at her when she said that, and she silently laughed and hugged him.

"And no surprise, you guys got the biggest heist of the night," Felicity added.

"Of course they do," Rene grumbled as Oliver and Malcolm walked in, followed by Slade and Laurel. "They got Supergirl, they're gonna get the biggest no matter what happens."

"Thanks, Rene," Oliver rolled his eyes.

"Any luck IDing the one that got away?" Kara asked.

"Still running facial recognition," Felicity answered. "So far, nothing."

"Anything else we can go on?" J'onn asked.

"I passed the SUV he landed on," Slade answered, walking over to a sample tray and taking off one of his gloves. "Blood's his."

"I'll get that to Alex's lab," Curtis volunteered. "Maybe his DNA's already in the database."

"Well, that's new," Winn wrinkled his nose. "And gross."

"That's science," Caitlin said.

"Should've made sure he couldn't get away," Oliver sighed.

"You and Malcolm disarmed him by yourselves and knocked him almost one hundred yards into the roof of that SUV," Alex pointed out as she walked up. "Not to mention saving my fiancée and I."

"It was a good hit," Kara rubbed his shoulder.

"Yeah, and that truck was full of aluminum tubing," Winn added.

"Right, which doesn't really seem like much," Felicity continued. "Until you use it to build an illegal nuclear centrifuge."

"Wow," Dig winced.

"No kidding they got the biggest heist," Dinah laughed.

"This is a big win, you five," J'onn nodded to Kara, Oliver, Slade, Malcolm, and Laurel.

"Which is what I like to hear," Kara beamed at her boyfriend.

Oliver sighed, putting his arm around her. "Why can't I argue with you when you give me those eyes?"

There was a chorus of "No one can," or something similar from the actors and team Supergirl.

"No one can argue with her when she's got those eyes, Hoss," Rene snorted.

"They literally just said that," Rene said.

"We're very serious about it though, Melissa's killed John with her pout before," Katie said.

"Yeah, it happened," Melissa confirmed.

"Then Katie had to get us all kicked out by yelling a bunch," John said.

"I'm pretty sure we got kicked out because you were laying on the ground making a scene," Katie said.

"How do you know it wasn't you," John said.

"Could you guys be quiet for once," Melissa asked.

"But, we're arguing Mel," John Said.

Katie nodded when he said that.

Melissa raised her eyebrow and pouted at them.

John clutched his chest in a dramatic fashion and pretended to faint on Katie.

"What are you doing?" Katie asked.

"She killed me again," John said.

"Get off me," Katie said.

"But I'm dead," John whined.

Katie looked at Manu who nodded and then they both threw John off of Katie and into the floor.

"Ow!" John yelled.

"Next time get off me!" Katie said.

"Why would you help her?" John said to Manu who shrugged.

"Why don't we just watch," John said.

"Aren't you going to get back up here?" Katie asked.

"No," John said.

"Just gonna sit on the ground? Okay then," Katie said.

"Oh, and so you know," Alex leaned towards them. "Tomorrow, Maggie and I are gonna go do the tasting for the wedding. Three hours of hors d' oeuvres, and nothing but hors d'oeurves. Potstickers, oyster shooters, pigs in blankets . . . did I mention the potstickers?"

"It feels weird seeing me with Maggie, now that I'm not with her," Alex ssaid quietly.

"You two were happy together," Slade said.

"But she's not you," Alex said to him, quietly.

"Some of us might need to head back to Star City before then," Dig shook his head. "Not best to go a full day without vigilantes making an appearance."

"But I can stick around," Oliver nodded, looking at Kara.

"Yeah, we'll be there," Kara smiled at Alex.

"Good," Alex smiled. "But we would appreciate if those who can come . . . maybe also meet up at the bar beforehand, too?"

"Ooo, now that might convince me," Rene remarked.

Dinah chuckled. "We'll see."

"OK," Alex grinned.

Kara grinned back at her before she and Oliver left. "Oh, it is so good to see her being little miss sunshine," Winn sighed in relief.

"You mean she wasn't?" Dinah asked in surprise.

"Well, for a while after Mon-El, it was like we started delving into the dark days," Winn nodded.

"Are you exaggerating?" Felicity frowned.

"She missed pizza night once.".

Clark got up and hugged Kara and said "I should have made sure you were okay after Mon-el left."

"It's okay," Kara said.

"No, it's not," Clark said.

After a prolonged hug session, Clark got back up and went to his seat.

"That was very long hug," Malcolm whispered to Laurel.

"Shush, that was a touching moment, don't ruin it," Laurel whispered, slapping him lightly.

" . . . that's bad," Dig admitted, and even those who had known Kara the least nodded in
agreement. They knew for Kara Danvers of all people to pass on pizza, it had to be bad.

"Grief doesn't have a deadline," J'onn defended her.

"Thank you for defending me. Rest of you are jerks," Kara said.

"Sorry!" Winn said.

"I know, but, I mean," Winn struggled with what to say. "She went from being Little Miss
Sunshine to . . . well, Alex, basically."

"Excuse me!" Agent Danvers said offended.

"What?" Alex did a double-take, making Malcolm and Slade laugh. "I'm not like that!"

"Oh, come on, Alex," J'onn shook his head. "Your unrelenting seriousness is one of your best qualities."

"Seriously?" Agent Danvers said annoyed.

"Malcolm's unrelenting childishness is not one of his best qualities," Laurel said cheekily.

"Excuse me!? That is not true. It's one of my best features! And why did you bring that up? No one was talking about it," Malcolm said.

Rebecca was just laughing as this was the one-hundredth time she had heard this kind of argument.

"I'm not like that!" Alex sputtered, looking around as the Earth-1 vigilantes left to change out of their uniforms. "I'm not!"

All Lena wanted to do was get out of this board meeting, go back to L-Corp, and do her job. But here she was, stuck with the businessmen of National City, listening to Morgan Edge drawl on and on. "People like to argue that capitalists are only concerned with themselves," he was currently saying.

Lena and James groaned.

"Morgan Edge," Lena groaned.

"The truth is, without big business, this city would still be in ruin from those Daxamites." Lena looked down the table to see James looked just as exasperated as she was to be here. "But look at us now," Edge turned to them. "Bustling. I think we should all give ourselves a pat on the back. And let's not forget to glad-hand the mayor as well," he gestured. "Without him, none of this could have happened, either."

"It's you, Morgan," the mayor shook his head. "It's all of you. In six months, you've done the impossible."

"Let's not forget Supergirl," Lena spoke up, at the same time as James. They both looked at each other, then James gave her the go-ahead. Lena smirked and continued to speak. "Literally none of the heavy lifting could've been done without her."

"Yes, of course," the mayor nodded. "Which is why I'm excited about the unveiling of the Girl of Steel statue at the waterfront."

"She gets a statue?" Barry said.

"Earth-One Laurel got one," Oliver said.

"Mayor, it's gonna take a lot more than a pretty statue to bring people down to that slum of waterfront," Edge snorted.

"I am still working on the zoning commission, Morgan," the mayor frowned.

"You'd do better to explain how my development will revitalize that neighborhood. Starting with moving out homelessness, crime . . . moving in opportunity and an expanded tax base."

"They've all heard your sales pitch, Morgan," James just barely held himself back from rolling his eyes. He did not keep his exasperation or distaste out of his voice, though. "We all have."

"Yes, I'm sure that everybody here has had a chance to read CatCo's inflammatory articles about that sales pitch," Edge sneered. "Articles that have become increasingly biased ever since you took over babysitting Cat Grant's mouthpiece."

"Your development would level the whole area," Lena came to James's defense. "Force people from their homes, just to build high-rises for the wealthy."

"Lena, are you spouting the CatCo company line?" Edge raised an eyebrow. "Really?" He chuckled. "Ah, I guess I shouldn't be surprised . . . considering all the good press they've been giving you lately."

"She's earned that good press by donating millions of dollars to the rebuilding efforts," James defended her.

"Thanks," Lena said to him.

Edge chuckled darkly. "That's funny . . . because I thought it was restitution for what her brother did . . . or was it her mother? Or was it Lena, seeing as how she is the one who brought the aliens here in the first place." He walked to her, scowling. "Little bit of business advice, Lena . . . guilt is not a good business strategy."

"No?" she asked shortly.

"No."

"Neither is exploitation," she glared at him.

"I just want a fair hearing, that's all," Edge held out his hands. "I hate to think that any of you here were unfair, hmm? Now, my people have put together a tremendous spread, just in the office next door. Why don't we all adjourn over there and take a sample of that? Mr. Olsen, you're welcome to join us as well. You know, we can disagree, but still break bread together."\

"He's the worst," Lena said.

Lena stood, fuming. "You know, Edge? You are not as powerful as you think you are."

"Oh, no?" Edge raised an eyebrow, then chuckled. "Then what are we doing in my office?"

James chuckled as he and Kara headed for the main office, watching Cat drive into reporters asking her questions. "I knew Miss Grant was meant for great things, but National City is gonna miss her."

Kara laughed as she saw Cat.

"I pity the reporters who ask her questions," Barry said.

"Best Press Secretary since Robert Gibbs," Kara giggled.

"Yeah, she makes Gibbs look like a hall monitor," James agreed.

"With Miss Grant in D.C. and Snapper on sabbatical, it's going to be oddly congenial around here," Kara remarked.

"Well, we will do our best," James vowed, walking into his office and clapping. "OK, guys, look alive! All right, we're about a week away from locking up this issue, so I need to know what's going on. What's up with sports?"

He tossed a baseball on his desk to his sports correspondent, who took it and announced, "As of last night, the Metropolis Monarchs officially have the worst record in baseball."

James grimaced slightly as the ball was tossed back to him, and he pointed to another reporter. "Crime?"

"There's not much to cover," she shook her head.

"Crime's been down 65% over the past six months," the first reporter added.

"Supergirl and those new vigilante friends of hers have turned the entire city around pretty much single-handedly," the second reporter nodded, making Kara look down to hide a smile.

"Which brings me to my next point," James looked at Kara. "How are you doing on that exclusive with Supergirl?"

"Oh, uh," Kara fiddled with her glasses. "I have been getting bits and pieces from her, but she has promised to get back to me tonight about a one-on-one conversation about the invasion."

"It must be so weird to write all that," Iris said.

"It is a little bit," Kara said.

"The statue dedication is this weekend," James reminded her.

"I'll get the exclusive," she promised, nodding reassuringly.

James relaxed slightly. "Well, you have your assignments, right?" he looked around. "Let's get to work, thanks."

Kara stood up, about to leave, when James called her name. She turned around as
he walked up. "Are you sure that you're OK to write this, or is this going to bring up some old stuff?"

"I'll be OK," Kara promised. And really . . . she would be. "Maybe if this had been when I was in that downhill spiral, I would try to avoid it. But I've gotten past it. I can write this."

James smiled. "Oliver's really done you well, hasn't he?"

"He says that's his job as my boyfriend," Kara blushed.

"It is," Oliver said.

James chuckled, then their attention was caught by a screen broadcasting breaking news.

"There's still more I can do and touch people's lives," Edge was saying.

James groaned, walking over to turn up the volume. "What is this blowhard up to now?"

"In that vein, I'd like to announce a bold new direction for my company," Edge continued before seeming to glare right into the lens as he declared smugly, "I'm buying CatCo."

"No no! No he's not!" Kara protested.

"I'd like to stick an arrow in him," Thea said.

"I'll back you up," Roy said.

James and Kara stared in shock at the monitor before looking at each other in disbelief.

"He can't buy Catco," Kara said.

"No, he can't," James said.

Laurel turned on the next video.