#plucy

So, here's the thing; Alex usually loved her job.

They were in constant danger, the hours could be crazy, the sheer physicality required was at points utterly exhausting, and every day was a new trial of both mental and physical strength. Still, Alexandra Danvers usually loved her job, all the good they did for the world, and then there were situations like the one they currently found themselves in.

Intel confirmed, they were after a small group in the weapon smuggling business was a good idea. Alien weapons, to be more precise. Their preferred method of transportation? Commercial cruise lines. Pretty smart, if Alex said so herself, a little more subtle than using their own vessels. At least she wws well backed up by one Lucy Lane herself. Still, she was going to have some words with J'onn once it was over.

They were undercover.

They were married.

They reached the end of the boarding plank, an all too peppy host smiling with ridiculously bright teeth at them.

"Hello, welcome aboard the Bird of Paradise! May I see your tickets, please?" Alex passed them over with a tight smile. "Oh, newlyweds! Congratulations, missus and missus Tanner, you two make a beautiful couple. Your very special honeymoon suite is waiting for you. Have a joyous trip!"

Short hair, eyes that could freeze indomitable aliens in place, and the signature perfume now engraved in her memory thanks to Kara. There was no mistaking Major Lucy Lane, even in a place shock-full of equally attractive women. It seemed that no matter how much worse things ended up after every time they crossed paths, life was intent on throwing them together and, frankly, Alex was not happy with their last meeting. They wete supposed to work together, and if it took her swallowing her pride and being the first to approach in order to forge a truce of sorts and work better as a team, then pride be damned.

"Lane, never thought I'd see you here." The younger agent said, leaning against the bar to Lucy's side and flagging down the bartender and pointing towards Lucy. "I'll have a Scotch on the rocks, and another drink for the lady, please."

It was the still distant, but fast approaching pounding in her head that pulled Alex out of a rather interesting dream - something about Kara in a meadow trying to squish a screeching bug.

She was cold and her back was sore in all the wrong places, yet, she was surprisingly content to stay right whefe she was. So, she burrowed closer to the source of heat wrapped around her middle and tucked against her chest. The world could wait for another minute or ten.

Her sister was missing, and all they could do was to keep walking in circles and waiting. Wasting time. Time Kara didn't have.

Alex had lost track of Lucy at some point, and that was, perhaps, a good thing. Away from the sailing paradise that was the cruise ship, the reality of what had happened finally hit her fully. She could hardly believe it, believe that she would have the guts to just... Go through with it without a second thought, and there was no denying it anymore.

Beyond the attraction, it was obvious she was more than a little crazy over Lucy Lane, and the acceptance of the facts was absolutely terrifying. Lucy returned the attraction, that much was clear, but as Alex fiddled with some of the instruments in her personal lab, accepted that it was only physical on the mayor's side.

She could deal with that, she was am adult, and as long as it didn't affect their professional relationship, they could handle it with minimal pain.

After successfully closing yet another case in partnership with the NCPD, it hadn't taken too much coaxing to get Lucy to join her for a few drinks. The night was still young and Alex was feeling good, better than she had in a while now that Lucy was doing much better. Less worries always equaled a much more relaxed and playful Alex.

"Nope, you still have at least a week off duty, and no amount of puppy dog eyes will make me or J'onn change our minds. Now, if you excuse me," Alex said, interrupting their playful banter and straightening her suit jacket. "I'm going to get us some drinks."

Hiking her backpack further up her shoulders, she made her way inside, foregoing the elevator in favor of the stairs. She needed time to get her head on straight and her story too.

Why the hell was she just showing up at Lucy's place unannounced? Easy, worry wouldn't let her go one more day without seeing Lucy was okay with her own two eyes, but perhaps that was a little too much to simpmy say outright.

Just checking up on her, like a good co-worker and friend would do. Yes. Simple and true enough.

Standing before Lucy's door, she rung the bell, fidgeting with her helmet as she waited.

The invitation to go out for drinks with the team was surprising, but very well received. Kara was back and things had been going smoothly since then, so a nice night out was clearly in order.