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It had been years since Diana had seen Kara. Really seen Kara, there in the flesh. A person, not a red-and-blue blur on a screen. Diana had missed her, as she had missed all of the former League, butâKara was Kara. Clarkâs Kara, whom sheâd known since sheâd been a girl. Since Clark had barely been more than a boy himself.Â
Kara, who was staring up at the Mousehole stone-faced, the familiar planes and valleys of her face somehow hardened in ways Diana had only caught glimpses of throughout the years. She knew that wherever Clark was, Kara generally wanted to be, and yetâ
For the first time in a long time, she wasnât so sure. Sokovia had made her paranoid.Â
(Diana had spotted her from outside a window, and she hadnât thought twice before opening it to float down. That had been when Karaâs expression had registered.)
âKara,â she greeted warmly when she was near, stowing any (hopefully, misguided) concerns. âWelcome, sister. Clark said youâd be coming.â Wellâheâd said might. After asking permission. But it all amounted to the same thing, in the end: Kara was there, with them rather than the ISA, and that was what mattered.Â
âWill you come in? Or would you rather stay out here?â She asked, tilting her head. Most people would have been bothered by the crisp air and the snow, but neither of them were. And it was a sunny day, making the frozen-over snow sparkle in the sun.Â
Sister.Â
The frown deepened, Karaâs gaze shifting from the castle to Diana herself, a slow pull that might have looked like it required a great deal of effort. She had never minded the term before. It had offered a form of camaraderie, affection even, back when she had been desperate to forge bonds in a new world. But now it felt forced, unearned. And she couldnât say if the fault started with her or Diana.Â
(Probably Kara herself, but she wasnât in a place to actually care, let alone actually reach out to try and fix it.)Â
âI havenât decided yet.â Her attention turned forward once more, hard lines becoming almost contemplative. There was something to be said about the fact that this would be a place where she wouldnât have to pretend (at least inside those walls), but she knew she would still have to play a role, falling in line, following whatever orders she was given. Go back to hiding in plain sight.Â
But she couldnât go back, couldnât be the awkward girl in glasses with the big smiles and too-loud laughter. That version of herself might have been easier to get along with, but she wasnât real.Â
âI have no interest in what youâre doing here.â Certainly not enough to ask for specifics, but she knew Diana would find the truth one way or another and Kara didnât feel any shame to bother trying to hide it. âMy only concern is Kal-El and protecting our familyâs legacy.â











