#kalexweek2018

“Kara?” Alex could hear someone coming. Her hand rested on the gun at her hip, cautious as always, but even more so knowing that Supergirl had no powers here.

A small contingent of guards, lead by a woman with close-cropped hair greeted them with a cautious call. Kara’s sharp intake of breath at the sight of the guards set Alex even more on edge.

“Greetings,” The woman spoke Kryptonian, with that same lilt that Kara has. Alex was glad she had had Kara teach her when they were young. The guards all seemed a bit disgruntled, looking at Kara, or more specifically, the crest she wore on her chest. “Welcome to the last remnant of Krypton, Argo City. Can I ask why you wear the crest of the House of El?”

Kara put a calming hand on Alex’s shoulder.

“I am Kara Zor-El. This is the crest of my family. I am the daughter of Alura In-Ze and Zor-El, and I am one of the last of the Great House of El. It is my right to wear this crest, Dal Kir-Ta.”

There was a murmur that rose from the guards as the woman who had questioned them seemed close to tears.

“You know me?” The woman--Dal--looked about to cry.

“You know ME.” Kara’s voice was thick with emotion.

“I didn’t want to hope.” Dal walked forward hand held, palm outwards. Kara pressed her palm to Dal’s palm, who pulled Kara’s hand forward to cradle it to her chest. “Welcome home, my friend.”

“I thought you had died.” Kara was crying, and Alex placed a comforting hand on the small of Kara’s back. Dal looked at Alex curiously.

“We were delivered.” Dal let go of Kara’s hand, touching the spot where Kara’s was and touching her own chest. “I am yours again, Kara.”

“I can protect myself, Dal. I’m no longer the girl you watched over.”

Dal smiled at Kara ruefully. “I will always watch over and protect you. Speaking of... who is this with you?”

The mood significantly changed again as all eyes turned to Alex, who met Dal’s gaze coolly.

“This is Alex Danvers.” Kara took Alex’s hand in her own, tangling their fingers together. Alex’s attention was drawn back to Kara smiling at her softly, a matching fond expression taking over her face. They both didn’t notice how stunned the group of guards looked.

“Alex Danvers... Kara. Welcome to Argo City.” Dal gave a short nod to Alex, her expression conciliatory. “Please follow me. There is someone on the council who would like to meet you.”

The group surrounded them, Dal walking beside Kara and Alex, pointing out places Kara would have known as a child, that had survived. Dal was mum on how Argo City survived, begging off the question so it could be explained by the architect of their survival.

They entered a building which reminded Alex very much of an ancient Roman forum, but... futuristic. The rest of the guards took their leave, but Dal continued to guide them onwards. It was a bit overwhelming to be here, and Alex fiddled with the necklace around her neck that Kara had made her keep after Kara had returned from pushing Fort Rozz into space. Kara’s steps slowed as they approached a woman decked out in a white robe, who had her back turned to them. She seemed to be giving instructions to a group of similarly dressed people.

“Judicator Zor-El, I have brought our guests.”

Alex was just quick enough to catch Kara around the waist as the superhero’s legs gave out. Tears tracked down her face, and Dal bent and put an arm around Kara on the other side, to help Alex keep Kara from crashing to the floor.

“Kara.” Alura Zor-El, who looked so much like Astra, looked like she was fighting hard to keep it together. Her students gave quick bows that Alura didn’t notice, and withdrew from the reunion. There was only a second of hesitation, then Kara had thrown herself at her mother, calling out for her. Alura had Kara in her arms, sobbing along with Kara, who had her face buried in her mother’s shoulder.

“Mom, mom, mom...” Kara’s body was wracked by sobs, holding on as tight as she could. Alura was no better, swaying unsteadily, looking completely staggered by this turn of events.

“You brought me my daughter.” Alura wept, holding out a hand to Dal. The guard took Alura’s hand and bent down to press her forehead to it.

“This one brought her home to us.” Dal took a step back gesturing to Alex. “I’ll let her introduce herself.”

Alex was a lot more uncomfortable now as Alura looked at her with so much gratitude on her face, it made Alex’s palms sweat. She wasn’t used to all this attention.

“Hi.” Alex waved awkwardly. Kara had turned to look at Alex, and laughed at her foster sister’s discomfort. Alex cut a glare at her, but it died when Kara reached a hand out to Alex. Alex complied obediently, slipping her hand into Kara’s and allowing herself to be pulled closer.

“I’m Alex Danvers. My family took care of Kara--” Alex was alarmed at the gasp that came from Alura.

“Alex Danvers?”

“Yes.” Alex’s eyes darted from Alura to Kara, unsure of what she had done.

“Do you remember me?”

Alex’s brow furrowed. “I don’t... we’ve never met. Officially. I--your hologram, we kind of talk sometimes? I’ve met your sister?”

“Astra?” Alura was shocked again. “She’s alive?”

“Astra tried to kill our director, so we had to arrest her. Right now, she’s officially working with us so her sentence has been commuted. She would be here with Kara, but I wanted to be here to watch her. We didn’t know what we would find.”

“Things just fall into place...” Alura shook her head, reaching out to cup the side of Alex’s face. “When you were young, you had a radio you played with. Your father gave it to you.”

“How do you know that?” Alex was stunned. A memory prickled at the back of her head.

“You were... six years old. You had managed to connect to my Kara’s toy.” Alura tucked her hand into her sleeve, took out a little cube. “I spoke to you with this.”

“Mom?” Kara rubbed at the tears on her face with the back of her hands. “What are you saying?”

“Argo City survived because of Alex Danvers. And you, Kara. You made this. Do you remember? I took it from you when I thought you were talking to strange aliens.” Alura laughed at how unreal this moment was, with Kara taking back the toy she had. “It was Alex on the other side. She told me to make a ‘forcefield like a spaceship’.”

“You...” Alex remembered now. She had forgotten, but she remembered now. “Alura! You called me ‘child of the stars’!”

“I sent Kara away, in case the forcefield wouldn’t work. Her spaceship sent a last distress signal to me, when she went into the Phantom Zone. When we were able to stabilize our new world, we set off after Kara.” Alura looked from her daughter to Alex, overwhelmed with the incredible turn of events. “It’s a really long story.”

“It worked?” Alex looked up at the sky with new eyes. This shield was because of her.

“And you brought my daughter back to me.” Alura’s voice took on a teasing tone. “Did you join houses with her?”

“Well,” Alex didn’t quite know what Alura meant by that, shrugged. “I guess so? On Earth, Kara’s known as Kara Danvers. To protect her.”

“She has enemies on Earth?” Dal’s voice was sharp, her hand settling on the weapon at her side. Alex decided she liked this protective woman.

“Nothing she can’t handle.” Alex reassured. “She’s super-powered because of Earth’s sun. And I’m always there to support her.”

“I’m glad.” Alura drew Alex into a hug with Kara in the middle. “You are an honoured guest, Alex Danvers. You’ve done everything you said you would do when we spoke. You found an answer for us, you took my daughter in, you protected her, fought with her. The House of El is in your debt. Everyone on this rock is in your debt.”

“I don’t know what to say.” Alex was beyond words.

“We’ll hold a feast in honour of my daughter joining the House of Danvers, and her coming back to us.”

“Mom--”

“It’ll be a great celebration.” Dal agreed. “The Kir-Ta’s will be Alex Danver’s Honour Guard. The Council will be beside themselves.”

“What just happened?” Alex asked Kara in English, alarmed as Dal left to get things ready, promising to be back soon, while Alura kept up a steady stream of commands as robots came to take the orders and obey.

“My mom just planned our wedding ceremony.” Kara whispered back in English.

Sitting on top of Kara, Alex arched her back and ground down slowly against the appendages writhing inside of her. Alex could swear she was seeing stars as Kara hit somewhere deep within her that she really, really, REALLY liked. 

“You say this... but... here we are.” Kara was trying not to be too smug about this. The skylight bathed her in sunlight and Alex had woken her up in the most fantastic way. She felt, really, just gosh darn fantastic. Especially when Alex’s insides clenched around her like that.

Alex reached backwards blindly and braced herself against Kara’s legs.

“Your... things... kept poking at me.” Alex huffed, really gyrating her hips now. She was so close. So CLOSE. “Oh my god... oh my god, Kara... do that thing--”

Kara sat up suddenly, holding tight to Alex’s hips and thrusting upwards in slow, lazy undulations. She was unable to pull out since her ovipositors, for lack of a better word, had locked her inside Alex.

“Oh my god, oh my god,” Alex had her arms and legs wrapped around Kara, squeezing tightly as she lost all ability to make words, vocalizing in incoherent, absolutely FILTHY moans and groans as Kara felt her length shudder inside of Alex. Alex had described it as a strong but very, very good vibration that usually drove Alex wild.

“Holy shit...” Alex huffed out when she caught her breath. Kara hummed in agreement, nuzzling against Alex’s neck. “Kara... Kara, that was...”

“Earth-shattering?” Kara allowed herself to show how smug she was about this. She knew, and had been told repeatedly by Alex that she was the best Alex had ever had. EVER. EVERRRRR. So that deserved some chest beating.

“You need to stop smiling like that.” Alex smirked at Kara and leaned down to claim Kara’s lips in an open-mouthed kiss. Kara loved kissing Alex, messy and wet and carefree Alex. Her kisses trailed back down to Alex’s neck, soft suckling kisses Kara knew Alex loved.

“Stop. Kara, stop. If you do that...” Alex trailed off and groaned when Kara palms her ass with both her hands, moving deftly inside her again, some of the milky liquid Kara had released in Alex leaking out at her movements.

“We’re late already.” Kara said gruffly, rolling forward until Alex’s back hit the bed. “I’ll be quick.”

“Kara, Kara, no--oh shit. Fuck, fuck, ffffff---” Alex held on for the ride as Kara did her best to pound Alex into the bed as quickly as possible. But the time they were done and Kara’s ovipositors had reluctantly shrunk back into Kara, they were really, REALLY late.

“Do you think J’onn--”

“No.” Alex shook her head. J’onn respected their privacy. “I’m sure he suspects, but he doesn’t know.”

“Maybe... should we tell people soon?” Kara asked quietly. They had been doing this... new thing between them months after Maggie had left, trying to find their footing after Kara had put her bracelet on Alex and Alex had broken it off with Maggie. Kara had, of course, waited when Alex requested. But Alex was hers and after a period of time that Alex had deemed appropriate to start a physical relationship, Kara had made her move.

It was a human rite, and Kara wanted to thoroughly claim Alex in every way that mattered. Her fingers traced along the edges of the bracelet around Alex’s wrist, happy that it could never be taken off. It’s been almost half a year since Kara put the bracelet on Alex, a 2-3 months since they started their physical relationship.

Alex had asked that they kept it between them, but it’s been so long and Eliza still called the girls and always asked the other to watch out for their ‘sister’. So that was awkward.

“I don’t know, Kara. It’s really been so long since we started going out, I don’t even know how to bring it up. Ugh.” Alex stood up, grabbing for a towel hanging over the chair next to the bed. She kept those handy now because Kara’s... secretions would be trailing down her thighs. Sex with Kara was amazing, but the clean-up was horrible. Good thing Kara had super speed and changed the sheets for Alex.

“Want to take a shower together--”

“No.” Alex pushed Kara and her grabby-hands back. “You are just going to get me in the shower, too.”

Kara’s grin was lascivious. “Against the wall.” Kara had wrapped herself behind Alex, nipping at Alex’s earlobe, lowering her voice to that rumble that made Alex squirm. “From behind.”

“No.” Alex protested, but tilted her head back to nip at Kara’s lips. The transition from foster sisters to lovers had been strange, but easy at the same time. The awkwardness sometimes of saying ‘sister’ in some situations when they remembered what they would do to each other against multiple surfaces was... weird. “I’m getting ready. We can’t skip work again.”

Kara sighed and fell backwards onto the bed while Alex went to shower alone, then Kara sped through her own daily up routine.

“I’ll meet you at work.” Kara was in her Supergirl uniform, head tilted to the side, the way she does when she hears something that requires her attention. “I’m going to make a stop before heading in.”

“Be safe.” It was easy to take Supergirl’s cape and pull the hero close for a kiss.

“Ugh...” Supergirl groaned. “I’m lucky I can control myself or else Winn will have to give me something besides a skirt for my Supergirl outfit.”

“You are sometimes just as gross as a teenage boy.” Alex smacked Supergirl’s arm with no real malice. Another quick kiss and Kara was gone, while Alex made her way to her government-issue nondescript vehicle.

When she got to the downtown base, Vasquez told her Supergirl was just handling an issue out in open waters, and would be back later. Alex used the downtime to go to her lab and check on some of the experiments she had going, happy to be data-crunching. Half-way through, Vasquez knocked on the door.

“Ma’am?” Vasquez grinned sheepishly. “You don’t have, uh, a pad or something, right?”

“Didn’t I tell you to buy some before?” Alex tsked, but gestured towards one of the cabinets at her desk, eyes still glued to her microscope. “You’re always using all of mine.”

“Huh.” Vasquez grabbed a pad and slipped it into her back pocket. “You still have tons, anyways. Have you been missing your time of the month?”

Alex straightened up from her microscope, frowning as she thought back to when she had her last period. A couple... few months ago?

“Yeah, I think I’ve been missing a few months.” Alex shrugged. This happened a lot, especially when she was working. Which was always. Never for this long, but the stress and the high-demand of her job kept her irregular.

“Maybe you should go have that checked out. Isn’t your physical coming up soon?”

“What are you, my mother?” Alex threw a ball of paper at Vasquez, who ducked and laughed.

“Well, you probably should get it checked out in case Supergirl is more human than we thought and got you pregnant.” Vasquez replied playfully. Alex froze.

“What?”

“I said in case Supergirl... knocked you... up?” Vasquez trailed off, frowning at the look on Alex’s face. “What?”

“That’s--nobody’s supposed to know that--” Alex looked around, lowering her voice to a hiss. “No-one knows about me and Supergirl!”

“What?” Vasquez was the one who was shocked now. “No. Everyone knows. We all thought you guys were trying to be low-key about it, what with Maggie and all. But the both of you have been pretty obvious. I thought you were doing that thing where you don’t say anything and you guys just act normal, and we act normal, and I was trying to make a joke--”

“No, we were--we were being sneaky!” Alex protested.

Vasquez scoffed. “J’onn caught you guys one time. We were coming down to the sunbeds to debrief and J’onn opened the door a bit, then just closed it real calm and quiet and said that you guys were resting and we should leave you alone. But wow, Alex. Supergirl must be great in bed because I didn’t know you were a screamer--”

“Shut up. Just, please. PLEASE.” Alex’s face was a deep, mortified scarlet.

“But maybe you should get that checked out.” Vasquez mused. “It’ll be funny if Supergirl actually got you pregnant, but missing a few months is not that normal.”

Alex just shook her head, putting her head in her hands.

“Who else knows?”

Vasquez scoffed again. “Everyone. I mean, everyone. Pam from HR thinks you guys are really cute but she was really annoyed because she had to research HR issues for dating Supergirl and do a report. I mean, Supergirl isn’t quite an employee and not even a contractor... I don’t... is she getting paid, even?”

“How come Supergirl didn’t hear about it?”

The analyst gave an eyeroll. “PLEASE. She can hear everything. We keep our gossip in the group chat.”

“WHAT. How come I’m not in the group chat?”

“You’re upper management.” Vasquez replied cheerfully. “But serious, do you guys use birth control--”

Vasquez was running out the door laughing as Alex pretended to heft up a stool to throw at her friend. But what Vasquez had said made her slightly paranoid. She did have unprotected sex with Kara... but it’s not possible. They’re both women. And there wasn’t a single condom that would fit Kara’s genitals.

‘But she’s an alien woman. ... No. We wouldn’t be compatible genetically. There’s no way.’ Alex thought to herself. But just in case, she did slip out for lunch and stop at a pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test.

By the time Kara got back to the base, Alex was back from lunch and had been sitting on a tall stool, with perfect posture, waiting for Kara.

“Darling, light of my life!” Kara jokingly pronounced as she burst into the lab, her hand over her heart.

“Kara, sit down.”

Kara froze, a slightly anxious look on her face. “What’d I do?”

“Just... sit down, Kar.”

Kara pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Alex, her eyes full of trepidation, clutching at a corner of her cape anxiously.

“Kara, everyone knows about us.”

Kara blinked. “What? No. We’re way sneaky! ...Everyone like... everyone at the DEO?”

“Yes, everyone.”

“HOW?”

“Apparently we’re not as sneaky as we’d like to believe.” Alex sighed, blushing and remembering how Kara had convinced Alex that no-one would come to check on them in the sunbeds room and sex would help Kara heal faster.

“But that’s good, right?” Kara smiled, a bit unsure. “Now we don’t have to worry about telling people. And everyone... seems okay with it? ...J’onn, does J’onn know?”

“Oh yeah. Vasquez said he might have caught us in the sunbed room that one time.”

“Oh.” Kara blushed to the roots of her hair.

“And,” Alex exhaled shakily. “I’m pregnant.”

Kara looked at Alex, not comprehending.

“What?”

“I’m pregnant.” Alex said through gritted teeth.

Kara laughed, her laughter cutting off abruptly at the look on Alex’s face.

“You’re serious.” Kara looked devastated.

“I am.” Alex crossed her arms, tight across her chest.

“Well,” Kara cleared her throat, standing up and swinging her arms side to side awkwardly, while trying to blink back tears. “I’m--well. Congratulations. How did this happen?”

“How do you think?”

“Well I don’t know!” Kara exploded, waving her hands in the air, tears in her eyes. “I mean, was I not enough? Who is it? And I thought you were a lesbian? And I gave you that bracelet--”

“Kara,” Alex almost laughed, finally catching on to why Kara seemed so upset. “No, it’s yours.”

“It’s--” Kara completely deflated. “It’s. It’s mine?”

“It’s yours.”

“Oh. Oh, I thought. Oh I’m so happy.” Kara was back in her space, wrapping Alex in a hug, shell-shocked.

“But...” Alex looked up at her... sister? Girlfriend? Baby’s mama?

“I’m just trying to come back from me thinking you cheated on me, and also trying to deal with the fact that I can impregnate human women?” Kara held on to Alex’s hands. “Oh geez. Geez Louise.”

“Geez Louise?” Alex laughed wetly.

Kara smiled at Alex, bright like the sun. “I’m just happy you didn’t cheat on me.”

“So are we keeping it?” Alex breathed out.

“I... don’t have an opinion, really.” Kara shrugged, giving Alex a dopey grin. “If you want. But if you don’t want, that’s always okay.”

“Wouldn’t you want a family?” Alex asked nervously.

Kara just gave Alex a smile so full of love, it made Alex’s heart skip a beat.

“You’re my family, Alex. If you’re all I’ll ever have, if it was just the two of us, I would still be happy. If we had children, I’d be happy, as long as they’re with you. But they won’t, I don’t know, fill any kind of maternal hole? I don’t want more, Alex. You’ve always been enough.”

Alex sobbed, pressing a hand to her mouth and Kara kissed her, trying to console her.

“But,” Kara’s tone was sly. “I would like a large family if that means we can dedicate a good portion of our time making--”

As Alex gaped at the buildings lining the streets, suddenly, a blonde, human-looking  woman burst out of an alleyway, looked around desperately, then ran off at breakneck speed. Soon after, several human-looking men ran out, giving Alex a quick look before moving on at a call from one of the less human-looking men pointing out which way the blonde woman had run.

J’onn didn’t have to read Alex’s mind (he could do that, Alex found out, but always did it with permission) to know what she was thinking. Their travels had made them quite in tune with one another as he circled her waist with an arm and flew off. J’onn could do that, too. Fly, that is.

“What’s another human doing here on this quadrant of the universe?” Alex mused.

“Could be a human-looking person.” J’onn rumbled. Their flying really cut down on the traffic, so they were able to land right behind the woman and run with her. The blonde was fast losing steam.

“Hey!” Alex caught up easily beside her, grabbing Kara’s wrist and startling the blonde to a stop. “Don’t be scared. I’m Alex. Are those guys bothering you?”

The blonde frowned, then her eyes lit up excitedly. “English!”

“Yes, English. Glad you speak it, too!” Alex was a bit relieved it wasn’t Swedish or some other language she didn’t know. Her Spanish was passable but besides a few words in French, that was all her language skills.

“Help me, please.” The woman pleaded. “I’m Kara Zor-El, of the planet Krypton. I was taken from my home and brought here."

The men had caught up, and they surrounded the three easily, arrogant smirks on their faces. The translator bracelet J'onn had gotten for her on their first foray off-world helped Alex understand exactly what was being said.

“Kara Zor-El, of the Great House of El.” One of the men stepped forward. He was... generically handsome. If you liked that kind of thing. And Alex was pretty sure Kara Zor-El did not as rage suffused her features.

“Keep my name and house out of your mouth, Daxamite.” Kara's pretty face had twisted into a snarl and only Alex's grip on her wrist kept her from lunging at the man.

"You should be happy that Prince Mon-El of Daxam has chosen you for his wife." One of the men shouted back while the others laughed at Kara's rage. The generically handsome one was still smirking, and Alex could guess he was probably the ringleader, from how fancy he was dressed and how the group of men seemed to be deferential to him.

"Daxamites." J'onn's face was twisted into one of disgust. "The slavers of this part of the galaxy. And that’s their Prince, right there.”

"The Martian is right.” Mon-El stepped forward towards Kara, but Alex immediately blocked his direct line of sight of Kara.

“And who are you?” Mon-El leered at Alex, eyes looking Alex up and down. “A... human I’m thinking. Compatible. Step out of my way and you can be part of my harem.”

“You can go fuck yourself, dickhead.” Alex said succinctly. “If you want Kara, you gotta get through me.”

There were chuckles all around. Seemed like everyone understood English here.

“You?” Mon-El laughed. “You’re a woman. You can’t beat me. Now, step aside--”

It was laughably easy how fast Mon-El went down, knocked out cold in the dirt. All without Alex letting go of Kara’s wrist.

“Who’s next?” Alex asked calmly.

“My prince!” The men grabbed at Mon-El, picking him up off the ground. He didn’t look so nice now, his head lolling senselessly. A broken nose and a mouth full of blood was something this douchebag really deserved.

As the men scrambled away, people around started clapping, various devices in the various appendages of the populace stopped recording and started uploading to whatever social media they had. The one thing that was a bit similar in all societies was social media and kids and their devices.

“You saved me.” Kara smiled at Alex gratefully. “Thank you, I didn’t think you would.”

“Not all humans are assholes.” Alex let go of Kara’s wrist apologetically. “Sorry for grabbing you like that.”

“No, it’s okay. Better you than that prince.” Kara ducked her head shyly.

“Why were they chasing you?”

Kara sighed wearily. “They had taken me from a diplomatic mission on this planet. Then they had set me off and announced that they were going to engage in the traditional Daxamite custom of release-and-capture.”

“What is that?” J’onn asked, not liking the sound of that at all.

“You kidnap your bride. You release her, and then you capture her again. And once you do, she’s yours and she’s married to you.” Kara shuddered.

“But, that can’t be recognized--”

“It can if they 'claim’ you in front of everyone as soon as they catch you.” Kara deadpanned.

“Oh.” Alex was stunned. The casualness of how these men had been running down this woman... Alex shuddered to think what would’ve happened.

“Yes. That would have started a diplomatic nightmare, which Daxam is well aware of. We’re at a peace right now but if their prince had managed to do that to me, and if it weren’t for you--”

“I’m sure someone else would’ve helped.”

“No,” Kara shook her head. “Nobody would have. My guards had been overwhelmed in a surprise attack and unable to follow me. If they had, Daxam would have an excuse to declare war and start aggressively harvesting slaves from this planet. And they would have had to fight the Prince one-on-one for my hand, which none of the inhabitants of this planet would have done, knowing what the Daxamites would do to them.”

“Uh.” Alex was shell-shocked at this new development while J’onn covered his mouth to hide a smile.

“You beat him in ritual combat, following all the rules.” Kara took Alex’s hand in both of her own. “You kept your hand on me to signify your claim and you beat him.”

A hovercraft was fast-approaching, but Alex stood there, stunned at the implications. It wasn’t until they were enclosed by Kryptonian guards that Alex was aware of her surroundings again.

An older woman and a man had broken through the ranks to gather Kara into their arms. Obviously her parents. Kara’s whispered words to them made them smile, and finally turn to J’onn and Alex.

“I believe we have you two to thank for the safety of Kara.” The man bowed slightly. “I am Zor-El. This is my wife.”