"I… Is she okay?" The detective asks after a beat because Kara is bubbly, but not this bubbly and it feels as if she should have heard at least a whisper of something happening if it's bad enough for sun lamps. ll Kara solar flares, Alex and Maggie take her home.

Another day. Another world ending event. And another hero who doesn't know when to take a break.

And there is something off about her, something the detective can't quite place, but the thought is pushed to the back of her mind because although it is very worrisome that there is a six year old in a shipping container, alone in the dark, it is not as nearly as disconcerting as what she's wearing. The poor kid is practically swimming in an adult version of Supergirl's uniform.

Maggie pauses, sweeping her flashlight beam, left, where there's nothing, and then right… where the path continues, and it definitely continues, and this time when she raises her flashlight, an angry flash of lightning throws light into her path. And at the end of the path... it's a person. Still, and unmoving on the ground. And finally Maggie recognizes the smell. Blood. ll AU

Supergirl is pardoned after seven months in prison for her alleged role in the White House Terror Attack and in an ill-conceived road trip as they wait for the media outrage to die down, Maggie realizes that fighting to get her released isn't nearly as hard as the recovery. (Could be read as a stand alone or a sequel to The Pardon)

"Supergirl..." The blonde's hero moniker barely scrapes out of Maggie's throat. "S-Supergirl… You can let her go." Kara doesn't answer.

Alex has seen cruel things in this world. Awful, horrifying, atrocious things. And she had prided herself with never stooping down to that level of the monsters that were the cause. But now…. Now none of it compares to this feeling. None of it even rises to the occasion. Because this horror is personal. This pain is hers. ll Alex's life is blown apart at the seams.

"Well if those reports are true, it begs the question- who has been in prison for the last seven months?" ll Seven months after the Oval Office terror attack, Supergirl is pardoned by the President of the United States. Maggie, Alex, and Lucy go to get her back.

"We found her." - It doesn't hit him, at first, what that means. The implication of those words echoing somewhere behind Jay, lost in the mechanical rigidness that had marked his movements for the past few days- lll A mission goes wrong, eleven days later and Jay is still dealing with the aftermath.

"Ten-oh-oh. I've got a door that won't open." Davidson's voice crackles over the comm, a beat of silence follows. Then..."There's a heat signature on the other side." ... ... Extraction Specialist Maggie Sawyer and the rest of her team, stumble upon something with horrific implications as they carry out a routine mission. AU

Maggie shudders. Barely recognizes Davidson's voice, rough, deep, and concerned. Could feel herself tremble as she fights down the panic, a pounding pressure rapidly building behind her eyes and bile rising within her, as details of everything return "W-what was that? What was that!" l Maggie tries to help. It doesn't end well. Based off a speech from True Detective.

Her head is spinning and the walls are moving and there's a floating orange color staining the backdrop of her vision that she wasn't entirely sure was there before and she's so… so thirsty, but goddamn if she still had her service weapon she'd shoot them all to death. Because when they come back, they bring another bucket with them. xx The DEO doesn't negotiate with criminals.

Sometimes she thinks it would be easier to come in the aftermath, to not know what happened, to not see horrific atrocities occur in real time. She understands now that the pain of the moment can never exceed the woe of the aftermath. ... ... .. .. . .. Reign makes her first appearance. It doesn't end well.

Six months ago, Maggie had noped the hell out of National City, because certain things were above her paygrade, certain things were too fucking uncontrollable, and maybe because she was running from Alex... but somehow even when she runs from National City, all of its drama still seems to follow her. lll Maggie runs into a familiar face while undercover. It all goes to hell.

On the bad nights, they sit in silence, meticulously avoiding the thoughts that really bring them here, after all this time. Thoughts of pain and suffering and not being able to do enough for those who'd entrusted their lives to them the most. It isn't easy. ll Maggie struggles sometimes, but she isn't alone.

"It's okay, It's okay. Just… Put pressure on it, can you do that for me?" / Season finale theory. / Danvers Sisters

Steve's childhood horrors are put on the back burner when telepathic twelve-year-olds, reappearing missing kids, and supernatural occurrences become the staple of his high school experience. ll Steve suffers with a terrible secret in silence, then realizes he isn't alone. (Abuse)

Alex knew walking down those goddamn creaking steps, knew when the air reeked of slaughter, knew when the muted reds, greys, and yellows spattered out catastrophe in the basement interior that it wasn't going to be good. lll Those that come back without any kind of trauma, those do not exist. Kara is no different in that regard. (Part three of Alone and Isolation.)

"I w-wanna go h-home…." The words scream in her mind. As if she says it enough it'll be true. Home. Home. Home... ll A prequel to Isolation from Kara's point of view. (Prequel to Isolation)

Davidson pauses behind her and for a moment they wait. Silence reigns. No one else joins them, but the cursory glance paints a grisly story. So, she doesn't lower her gun. / Detective Sawyer comes upon a scene that ends up being a lot more personal than it was meant to be. (Sanvers Endgame)

Something is wrong. It is more than just lack of sleep at this point. It has to be more than that. ... ... ... She should have seen it coming though. Long stretches like this, of relative steadiness, these never happen. Moments like these, they never last. ... In which Kara gets sick...

Their varying states disarray smother the initial relief she felt upon seeing them, instead propelling only unspoken questions into the detective's mind. The centrality of them all, simmers down to, what the hell happened? But she doesn't voice that thought aloud. Not now. Now all she can do is help. Set post season two.

In that moment, when death stares her directly in the eyes, Maggie Sawyer isn't scared. Perturbed, maybe, worried, yes. But never scared. She's never been scared of her own death. \\ A decision is made and the consequences are detrimental to deal with.

"Mhm…" The other one murmurs. "Don't worry about it, she's just drunk." She'd seen Kara Danvers drunk before. Several times. This isn't what it looks like. Someone spikes Kara's drink...

Their apartment is dark. And that's the first indication that something is wrong. Because the lights are never off now. lll Comforting was never Maggie's forte.

The detective looks down at her hands. At the dried crimson embedded in her nail beds. Stares long and hard at it, willing it to go away. To disappear. It doesn't.

"Maggie?" She turns slightly and winces, her body reacting to the pain and the cold. And the heat. She feels that too. Heat from the blood that should be inside her, but isn't. Running down the side of her face instead. "Kara… What… what happened?"

What makes a family? Clarke Griffin is almost certain that this is the question that sent her mother searching just before her fifth birthday because the Griffin home was a pair of revolving doors after that. Twelve years and dozens of foster kids later, her family opens itself to a pair of foster siblings, that leaves Clarke with questions of her own. A Foster Care AU

And Winn explains that the transporter malfunctioned. But Vasquez says it was a lab technician putting his hands where it wasn't supposed be. J'onn says something else entirely. And Maggie doesn't know who's right. Just that everything is wrong. \\\ Dealing with a device from a different universe has dangerous repercussions.

"How many times does she do that?" The detective asks one night. "Does who do what?" Alex murmurs. "Your sister, how many times does she just crash through the ceiling? She does know that there are doors, right?" ll Supergirl isn't indestructible. The blonde likes to think she is. Loves others to think she is. But she's not. Not really.

"Kara. It's gone. It's gone, okay?" There's a pause. In the distance, the detective can hear more sirens approaching. Can hear the fire chief yelling for everyone to keep moving back. Kara's line of sight tilts toward her. "Then, why are they screaming?" xxx The past is never truly in the past.

Be strong, they say. Be brave. So, Kara nods, and she agrees, and she hides her tears. Because that is what she was supposed to do when these things happen. (An alternate interpretation of the Supergirl Finale)

It's in the subtle things. The things that one would only notice if they were actively looking. And Maggie finally manages to pin down the emotion that's wearing down on her cobalt irises. Desperation. ... The one in which everyone deals with trauma differently.

This isn't how she wanted to start her day. Waking up with her hands secured in her own handcuffs. Tightened just enough for her to feel them digging into her skin. Secured to a pipe in a room with no windows, no furniture, no nothing except for a steel, locked door. Things go from bad to worse in a botched rescue attempt.

The digital clock on the bedside table glows a blurry quarter past four. Who the hell is calling at- Her phone buzzes again. "This had better be good." ... A unusual phone call sends everyone into a frenzy.

It must be a bird. Nothing else could possibly be flying into her apartment at a quarter past one, sleepy logic tells her. (Maggie finds out about Supergirl's identity in a very different way.)

A mission goes awry. The team is left reeling in the aftermath. (A story from five different points of view, detailing five different reactions, and the five different stages of grief.)

This job is sucking the life out of him. There are people at every turn trying to highlight his mediocrity. He thinks he can hold out until he finds away out of this cloud of superiority complex. But then again that aura of superiority is only part of the chain of command. Tony finds out some uncomfortable truths in the world he works in and what it means for his future.

Time is fickle. Everything happens so fast. So fast. So fast and then slow. So slow. Time is fickle. And she would never have enough. She knows this now. (Alternate Ending to 4x18)

A late night, incoming trauma patient becomes personal when the staff of Chicago Med realize that the victim is one of their own.

"They're saying he walked here…" "To the hospital? Jesus! Why didn't someone pick them up?" Red. There was a lot of red. He remembered that. No. He remembers that. Red. During a routine case, things take an unfortunate turn.

Oh my god." a task force team member murmurs, when after clearing almost every room in the headquarters, his agents are finally discovered. Gibbs would have told him off for the lack of professionalism, but the young man was only voicing what they are all thinking. Oh my God. Gibbs is faced with a new normal after his agents are rescued from a notorious human trafficking ring.

In their eyes, she is a criminal. An animal. A monster. And monsters get no rights. Wanda's powers have always needed an outlet. Chaos doesn't bode well in enclosed spaces. (Civil War Spoilers)

Two of NCIS's team members have been captured and are being tortured for information that can potentially compromise the United States national security. Weeks have passed and there's no sign of rescue and the strain is getting to them, mentally and physically. Can they survive long enough until the rest of Team Gibbs is able to rescue them? If so, will they be the same afterwards?

It was supposed to be a reconnaissance mission. Just watch and observe from afar, tailing if necessary. No one was supposed to be hurt, no one was supposed to be injured, and no one was certainly supposed to die. After a mission goes horribly wrong, the Avengers are left to pick up the pieces, but even the strongest agents don't know how to deal with it or even where to begin.

A team member disappears during one of Scorpion's next jobs and the team is torn apart trying to find her. What happens when she appears back at the workshop two weeks later, injured, disoriented, and covered in blood? Is the Scorpion team equipped to handle the situation? Will they figure out why she was taken and what happened during the time she went missing?

Damon and Bonnie have been taken away from the the Otherside in a mass of white light, but what awaits them on the other side will leave them much more vulnerable than ever before. Meanwhile, the Mystic Falls Gang continues to search for their missing comrades.

Based on the sneak peak from Teen Wolf 4x04. Malia does not handle the full moon as well as the gang originally thought and some people try to take advantage of that fact. More than a one shot.

When the flock are captured again. They are taken back to their worst nightmare. The School. Things are going a little differently this time around. The newest director has particularly gruesome plans for a certain two members of the flock. Determined to break them and rebuild them into the perfect mutant. But just how far will the whitecoats go? Adventure/Hurt/Comfort/Friendship