@ohsprock asked : “ it’s alright… it’s okay… i’m here now. i’ve got you. ”
Letting out a shuddering breath, one that she only barely possessed the energy to hold onto before it chattered out through her teeth, Alex anchored her fingers into the back of her sister’s cape - clad shoulders, hard as she could, and let her cling to her as tightly — bruisingly — as she knew she needed to in return.
Even with the yawning expanse of fathomless deep space looming in her field of view, with the fates of dozens of displaced aliens in her own useless hands, she’d known better than to ever doubt that Kara would see her safely back to Earth.
Thanks to Kara, the frigate’s launch had been put to a stop faster than she’d blown out the steel supports of Lillian Luthor’s covert hideaway; Thanks to Kara, Alex had almost completely smothered the initial terror that’d flooded her veins with the long-enduring thought that touching the stratosphere meant next to nothing to a Kryptonian with the strength to guide an entire prison into outer space.
Thanks to Kara, she knew with no ambiguity that someone would always be there to snatch her out of thin air, no matter how close she came to splattering on the ground.
“ I know. I know. Always, ” Alex acceded, her whisper paper thin, bereft of the storm surge of adrenaline that’d fuelled her furious sprint up the frigate’s hatch in the first place, and held her little sister tighter. “ Are you okay? ”