Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Call Me Kara

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 37:

Central City

While Kara used her X ray vision to move quickly to her room and dozens of Prometheus’s men took control of the various laboratories in the massive complex, four individuals were looking over a mass of men lying on the ground in the main control room, in agonizing pain due to third degree burns caused by Kara’s heat vision. The Arrow dressed out, bow in hand, shot a man on the floor in the middle of the room, in the back. The arrow head struck home, sending an arc of electricity across the floor and stunning all into unconsciousness. Valkyrie, fully suited out, the Canary, in her white and Nyssa, fully armored in her League gear, bow in hand, stilled until they were assured the men were completely out.

“Felicity, what are you seeing?” Oliver asked in the com. Felicity who was in Kara’s room with the rest of the tech support group, checked the motion sensors in the Lab.

“They are all over the place, searching. I don’t think they are searching for people either. Looks like they are just searching each room, looking at equipment, not in a hurry to leave.”

“We split up and take rooms individually. Can everyone handle a room?” he asked.

“Yep.” Alex answered, feeling the question was directed at her. She didn’t take offense, none had seen Alex take on multiple enemies at once, but the brunette knew that she could. Nyssa was a bit more nervous and Alex noticed.

“I got this. Trust me.” Nyssa gave her agreement with a look, one of the many silent communications the two had developed. Pulling the tonfas from her back, she used her infrared to check for hostile and saw them all over the place.

The four ran into the hallway and split, moving to various labs. Oliver stepped into Harry’s workspace and saw five men looking at his various weapons, hopefully not knowing how to use them and not wanting to give any of them the chance to find out. He slipped a special boomerang, a gift from a friend in another universe, out from behind his quiver and tossed. Only having a few weeks of practice, he was pleased with the results, taking four men out. The fifth turned, rifle in hand, only to find a flechette buried in the soft underside of his elbow freezing his arm, followed by a fist, sending him unconscious to the floor.

While Oliver cleared Harry’s room, Alex silently slipped into Ray Palmer’s work shop and found six men looking with interest at the suit he kept at S.T.A.R. in an inch thick glass case. Hearing her enter, thinking it was one of their teammates, the woman attacked, jumping between the men and swinging. Arms guarded by the tonfa, the jaws of the men suffered, in close quarters with the smaller figure. One managed to hit her in the back of the head, not effecting her in the least. She turned and kneed the man in the groin, then swung the tonfa in her hand by its horizontal grip, catching his jaw, shattering his front teen and knocking him to the ground. The hostiles had been neutralized but for the sake of thoroughness she fired knock out darts in all of them. She would use the bullets until they ran out then the others were ready. A scream three rooms away caught her attention and she ran.

Detroit

The Flash had seen much death and destruction over his career as a superhero and CSI but not even the attack in Central City had this much carnage. Downtown Detroit looked nothing short of a war zone one might see in the Middle East. Deciding immediately to evacuate the hundreds of people still trapped or frozen in fear, Barry moved, grabbing two at a time and clearing the area.

The Hawks, mace in Carter’s hand and sword in Kendra’s, began attacking the nimble drones, who unlike the ones in Central City were firing bullets from their cannons.

“J’onn, Firestorm can you take out the Mechs on the ground? Zatana, how are you doing?” Barry asked, while continuing to move surprised and frightened people a half mile away from the battle zone. Police had arrived and were being destroyed, barely making it to cover before their units were struck.

“I’m… I’m good.” the woman told him but he could hear the fatigue in her voice. Apparently transporting a group of people 1100 miles takes a lot of of a magician. Barry was just grateful she could do it and wanted her to remain unharmed.

“Find a safe place for a while, take those stilettos off in case you have to run and recover your strength. Thea, you have the arrow?”

“Copy, about to strike now.”

Speedy jumped into a street, faced a drone swooping down towards her, guns blazing and fired. The arrow struck and she dove out of the way of the strafing. The EMP blast was nearly silent, but an unfortunate side effect was the coms in all their ears went dead. The drones however kept flying and the mechs kept moving.

J’onn, disguised as Kara, having realized this, landed on top of a mech and reached in, feeling around. He felt something emitting power and ripped, pulling a power cell out and depowering the machine. Firestorm landed next to another one, close enough that he could get a close look at the monstrosity, Two tank tracks moved the machine along, solid steel legs ten foot high emerging from each track, a joint in the middle and the giant metal rectangular head on top, filled with missiles inside.

“There must be a movement tracker somewhere on top, emitting infrared and motion targeting.” Stein told Jax. “Turn the legs to dust Jax. We can do this.”

Jax touched on metal leg and focused, sending his power into the machine and feeling the structure at an atomic level. He remembered the structure of sand, a simple enough structure to copy and moved, Stein guiding his mind as the power flowed through them. In seconds the leg turned to solid sand, Jax escaping before the machine crushed the dirt pillar and tipped to the side. While he stood in the street, a drone flew behind him and fired. Instead of a missile or bullets, a sustained blast of ionized radiation struck Firestorm, overpowering the radiation Jax emitted and sending him to the ground. Another drone caught sight and moved towards the fallen man. Thea stepped out in front of him and aimed an exploding arrow, hitting the drone in the nose and doing no damage. The fire did not slow its approach.

“Thats not good.” she whispered. Trying to pull Jax away, the woman knew she wouldn’t make it. A barefooted Zatana stepped in front of both of them.

“Enord nrut ot gip!”she yelled, arms out and a blast of light illuminating up the surrounding area. The drone was effected instantly, a dead pig dropping from the sky.

Ray saw this and desperately wished for the coms to be open so he could make a comment about pigs flying, but instead tried to fry the drones and Mechs on the ground with compressed light pulses. None of the machines seemed to be affected. Noticing the red streak of Barry Allen, who had evacuated the hundreds of injured and trapped civilians already, he saw the man vibrate then a streak of lightning flew towards a mech, short circuiting the war machine and freezing it. Ray landed next to Barry as did the Martian Manhunter, still disguised as Kara and freaking Barry out a bit with how accurate the bodies were, down to the tiniest detail. He had to focus and end this then get back to her. He knew S.T.A.R. was under attack as suspected from before the coms went offline and forced himself to trust in those left behind to protect Kara and his child.

“Ray, can you pinpoint where these things are being controlled from?” he asked.

“Nope, no signals except individual ones and a blocker, recognizing their own. They are autonomous.”

“Great, Zatana you okay?”

“Exhausted. I had no idea using power against solid entities was so draining.” she told the Flash who was running up to her. Speedy had drug Firestorm to an alley, and stood in front of him, a shock arrow ready if they were corned. Carter and Kendra continued to chase the drones and avoid fire from the Mechs on the ground.

One mech moved closely to the group and all prepared to move until it was rammed from the side by Vixen who had jumped from the street and hit with the power of a rhino, toppling the metal beast.

“Zatana get to cover. We need you fully powered. Ray can you get inside one of the drones and fly it against the others?”

“Yep.” he agreed blazing off.

Barry checked the remaining enemies. Four mechs on the ground remained but multiple bogies were in the sky.

“This is why I don’t work with anyone. A madman is targeting my city because I met with you!” An angry Vixen told Allen who knew she was right but this was not the time to argue.

“J’onn keep ripping out power cells, I’ll do the same. Kendra, Carter and Ray have the sky.”

Barry moved, while Vixen took flight, trying to catch up to one of the flying machines before it branched wider from the downtown area. She had seen the streets littered with bodies and knew this was her own fault. She had agreed to take part in a battle that was none of her concern and placed her home in the war path. Like Barry, she knew this was not the time for arguments.

Barry moved around a mech and tossed a lightning bolt into the belly of the beast, short circuiting it. Carter landed on top and crushed the main engine, killing the beast.

Moving to the next, Barry had only one thought, destroy these monsters and run faster than he ever had to S.T.A.R. 1100 lies away. He turned towards the next monster when a series of flashing lights blinded and disoriented him. Losing his sight, Barry did not see the drone that had effected him swooping down for the kill.

Central City

The members of Prometheus’s attack force were no longer surprised. Alex had ran towards the scream and found a room full of dead bodies. The scream had come from Sara, stuck in a frenzy, knife in hand, dripping blood and her white suit stained red. She met Alex’s look and shrugged her shoulders. Alex heard the footsteps running towards them and turned towards the door, tonfas on her back and gun in hand, the one that had been on her left thigh, carrying .45 caliber bullets.

“Does your helmet have sound protection?” Sara asked.

Alex nodded without turning around. Four men burst in only to drop at the Canary’s cry, all of them grabbing their ear drums. Alex placed her gun back, pulling the Kali sticks and began cracking skulls.

Nyssa had left a trail of bodies in the hallway. The enemy forces were more than estimated but she continued to slice through, not stopping, not finding cover, just moving with incredible speed, sliding on her knees between a group of four and opening them up with katanas. Oliver was a hundred feet away, trying to break into the treadmill room that was composed of at least twelve men. He fired arrow after arrow, giving up knockout arrows, instead choosing very sharp ones and striking the men multiple times while using the door way for cover. A few dove behind the giant treadmill capable of handling incredible speeds. He felt the shot hit in his back, knocking him to the ground, Rolling over, he threw a flechette into the neck of the oncoming attacker and stood up in time to fight the men rushing out of the room. In close quarter combat he had the advantage.

Harry, Cisco and Kara stood in the hall in front of her room where everyone was holed up who was not fighting. Caitlin was desperately trying to keep track of the Detroit team since the coms had gone down there. Felicity was trying to keep track of hostiles inside. Kara used her X ray vision and saw all four of her teammates engaged with multiple enemies and moved to assist before being grabbed by Cisco and Harry.

“Don’t make me snap a bracelet on you Kara! Stay behind me!” Harry shouted.

“We have bad guys coming towards us!” she informed the two.

Cisco watched the corner and felt a great amount of fear. All over the complex, despite its large size, the three could hear screams and gunfire, luckily none they recognized as their friends.

“Save your weapon’s battery Harry. I’ll hit them with heat vision when they turn the corner.” Kara instructed.

The footsteps came closer, at a run, Kara could hear everything. She heard Felicity desperately trying to get in contact with the Detroit team, she heard her father banging on the door trying to get out and to her, Eliza searching Kara’s room, trying to find out if her television had some sort of remote that could show video of the lab. Caitlin was checking and rechecking the medical bag she had brought in.

Then the sounds faded.

This is a bad time, Kid Flash, was her first and only thought.

“I got nothing guys! Power outage!”

The men came around the corner and stopped, guns raised and Harry fired, a giant shockwave emitting from his rifle, one he had tried to use against Zoom in the past. Two fell back against the wall but four more stepped in and fired. Cisco panicked and yelled.

Pushing his hands in front of his body, he could feel the waves emitting from the bullets and countered. Powerful blasts of vibrations, the kind usually only Barry emitted, swept through the hallways, crushing the bullets in mid flight, the rifles and the men, scrambling their cerebral cortexes, sending them sprawling to the ground, both sides of the hallway crumbling outward. Harry and Kara both looked at Cisco with wide eyes. He tried again, but nothing happened.

“Its okay, we can work on it. Good job guys.” Kara told them and pushed Harry aside as he had jumped in front of her.

Checking the complex with her X ray vision that she was happy had returned, Kara scanned. Alex and Sara were still clearing rooms and neither seemed injured. Oliver had just jabbed an arrow into someone’s throat in close contact. Nyssa fired three arrows and hit three in the chest and tossed a throwing star into a fourth moving towards her quickly. Through the whole complex, she didn’t see the one she wanted, a man wearing a helmet. This made no sense, he wouldn’t have ordered an attack, drawn the heroes away, just so he could watch in Detroit while his men searched the lab for tech and tried to murder the scientists. He would be near, he had to be.

Placing her hand on the palm reader, the door slid open, Jeremiah practically falling outside. Kara caught him in her arms and pushed him back inside gently, while he wrapped his arms around her and tried unsuccessfully to pull her deeper into the room.

“Felicity he is here, he has to be. If he isn’t in the complex he has to be near. Can you look at FAA radar and see if anything resembling a helicopter is leaving Central City?”

“A helicopter?”

“He used one in Siberia. It would be the most logical vehicle if he wanted to leave in a hurry.”

“Yeah… let me look. I can’t get a hold of Detroit.”

“Trust them, they will be okay. We have to trust them.” she told the woman, trying to ignore the sickening fear she had for Barry and her friends. Placing a com next to the hacker’s laptop in her ear, she grabbed Cisco and Harry and pushed them inside.

“Cisco hook up your laptop. I have to get to my suit. When I do, I need you on standby to activate my solar panels when I tell you to.”

Before anyone could object, Caitlin and Eliza being the strongest, Kara exited the room and closed the door, locking them inside. More footsteps ran towards the crumbled hallway. Kara moved in a blur, meeting the surprised men with her arms outstretched, close lining both and continued moving. She had to get to Ray’s lab.

“Felicity let me know when you have found him.”

“Kara get back in your room!” Oliver yelled over the com.

“When Felicity finds him Ollie you are going to have to make one incredible shot to bring down the chopper. What is the status out here?”

“Kara, we have it under control. Even Sara and I are getting along. We have this. Think about your child and get back in that room!” Alex yelled.

“I am thinking about my child. If we don’t take him now this is going to be a regular occurrence. Who needs help?”

Detroit

The missile streaked toward the ground where a blind Barry Allen lay. Knowing it was coming he thought of vibrating, but couldn’t control his thoughts. Then before the explosion, he felt himself picked up and moved, the blast knocking whoever was carrying him down.

Shaking his head, he saw the helmeted figure of Spartan lying next to him.

“John! John, are you awake?! Answer me! Say something!”

“Owwww.” the man moaned then got to his knees and rose up, helping Barry.

“Start doing that blurry thing and end this.”

Barry did just that until Carter crashed twenty feet away, bleeding from his arm. A drone swept in to finish him off but was destroyed by a concentrated blast from an awake Firestorm and gunfire from another drone Ray had commandeered. Kendra landed next to Carter, took his mace and John helped Speedy grab drag him to a corner. An exhausted Zatana stumbled around wreckage and dropped next to Carter.

“Mra Laeh!”

A soft light came from her hands and the bleeding stopped, the entrance and exit wounds closing.

“Yeah you are definitely staying around.” Carter told her. Kendra relaxed for a moment and shot back into the sky, both weapons in hand, destroying on passing drone from underneath and sending it screaming to the Earth.

While the battle continued on the ground and air, J’onn pulled six more power cells, dropping the machines. No doubt the world would wonder after today when Superwoman developed the power to phase her hand into metal.

Barry’s eyesight cleared and he blurred. Finding the last remaining Mech, he ran towards it, stuck out his vibrating hand and used it was a saw, disabling a leg. Carter hit it feet first from the air on the other side toppling it.

Only drones remained, Kendra chasing the final one, besides the one Ray had been flying. It was slippery, but close to the buildings. Running up a skyscraper, Barry jumped at the last second, pushing away from the wall and landing on top of the drone. Striking the top with his hand buzzing like a super powered chainsaw, he glided on the falling disabled weapon and jumped off a second before it hit the ground.

Ray seeing that all enemies were down except his, fired his lasers into the flight guidance system of the control port he was inside after aiming the craft directly at the ground and flew out, regaining normal size and watching the remaining drone crash.

All the heroes gathered around Barry, including the false Supergirl and took in the surrounding area. Buildings destroyed, bodies on the ground, fires everywhere, and police starting to slowly enter. Barry met Vixen’s eyes and saw nothing but sadness while she tried to comfort an injured woman.

“I… I have to get to Central City.”

“Give me ten minutes and I will be able to send you there.” Zatana, rasped, being held up but Speedy and a limping John Diggle.

“I can be there in eight. Can you guys help out here?”

“Go.” J’onn ordered and it was all Barry needed. He ran into the remains of a convenience store, grabbed a map and took a quick look then was gone in the direction he needed to get to Kara, praying she was safe and not doing anything stupid.

Central City

This is so stupid, was Kara’s main thought as she ran through the complex. The computer consoles were destroyed for the most part but Cisco did have his laptop running and her com was working. Alex, Sara and Nyssa fought through the few remaining men, to get to her, while Oliver ran to the front to catch her before she tried to fly away. Kara however, was not planning on leaving through the front. Instead she ran to the mannequin where her suit lay ready and dressed quickly, then headed to Ray’s lab. She also heard more people rushing into the lab and cursed to herself. How many damn people did this guy have?

The woman relaxed when she heard a woman she guessed was Lyla Diggle, considering she called Oliver by his true name, announce that A.R.G.U.S. agents had the outside secure and asked how many were inside. Oliver told her the men who were alive needed to be contained but he believed all were out.

Before she made it to the case, Alex, Sara and Nyssa were in the way.

“Where the hell do you think you are going?!” Alex screamed. Kara ignored the accusing tone and clipped off her cape, tossing it to her sister.

“I’m going to end this.”

“Kara!” she tried again only to have no success stopping her sister.

“Think about your baby!” Alex tried, running after her.

“I am! I just had a power outage. I’m good for a while.”

“You don’t know that! You are stressed and have no idea how much the baby could take from you. Whatever you are thinking stop now!”

“Felicity have you seen anything?”

Felicity considered lying, but thought better of it. If Oliver could get there…

“Oliver there is a helicopter leaving the roof of a building four blocks away. Can you make a shot that far?”

“One way to find out. Kara, do not move!” the Arrow ordered.

Kara however had made it to Ray’s case and used her fist to shatter the glass case where his backup suit was stored. She had watched him for a while, trying to figure out pranks to pull on him, even considering putting itching powder on the inside. She knew the general mechanics of everything. She also knew Ray had a panel in the roof above his workshop should he need to fly out. When he arrived earlier, clad in his pink armor she knew he had dressed at Palmer Tech.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” Alex screamed once more, seeing and not liking the idea.

“Stopping a man from targeting my family. By the way your suit looks awesome.” she winked at her sister. The room was crowded with agents including a woman she had never seen but assumed to be Lyla.

Stepping into the armor, she slid her hands inside and used a pressure switch to close the confining metal around her. She knew the button in the middle to avoid and had a general idea of how the pulse blasters worked, Felicity had given her an insiders scoop on the flight mechanics.

“Let me go, Kara. I will go after him.” Alex tried.

“Trust me big sister, I got this.” Pressing straight down with her feet she activated the rocket boosters. The roof opened automatically for her and she shot straight into the sky, just in time to see Oliver’s arrow fall way short of the helicopter in the distance.

Laying her body out flat, she used the targeting display on the visor and soared quickly after the chopper. Nearing it, she was glad to see the helmeted figure staring out the widow at her. Ripping off the door panel she grabbed Prometheus by his metal covered neck and pulled him out, flying him quickly back down to the ground. Landing in the park in Central City, she slammed him to the ground from ten feet above and landed gently on the soft grass.

Taking in the figure he was as promised, heavily armored, helmet in place, covering his entire head and a long purple cape covering his back, more resembling a large thick cloak. She had never seen anything as strange as the sight before her and considering she had seen Siobhan’s Halloween zombie transformation that was saying something.

“So you are powerless. Wearing Palmer’s suit no less.” the modulated voice taunted her. He raised an arm and before she could move a small rocket type device was fired, sticking to the chest plate and electrifying the suit, freezing her in place. Kara flexed and moved quickly, bringing her arms out and striking her covered head, tearing the suit apart, then walking out of the frozen legs.

“Not quite as helpless as you hoped.” she told him, her heat vision striking both shoulder plates, shattering the strobe lights, she had no doubt the man would use next. Despite heating the metal, Prometheus showed no sign of feeling the pain. Using her X ray vision, she saw his face, cruel, angry and surprised. She saw fear and she liked it. Taking a step towards him, Kara attempted to lift him by his collar, only to find herself unable to.

Damn it.

Prometheus sensing her loss of strength stood up quickly, grabbing her by her uniform near her neck and twisting. His other hand ripped off her mask. Everyone from the area had ran after the two landed but sirens were coming, she knew the police weren’t far away, meaning Alex wasn’t far away. She had to deal with this quickly.

“So you are not all powerful. Interesting. You must have left friends behind in your headquarters. I am impressed by the forethought. I never took you or Allen for being bright and I thought there would be no doubt Oliver Queen would travel to Detroit. He is the one who defended you correct?”

“My sister and sister in law helped too. Sara Lance and my other friends. None of us are as helpless as you seem to think.” Kara gasped.

“And yet here you are, without your powers. How do you plan to defeat me now?”

“I know your weakness.” Superwoman told him.

“I have no weakness.”

Kara lifted her knee, striking the man in between his legs, the one place that was not armored. Prometheus grunted, dropping her and stumbling back. Although the dopamine flooding his system prevented him from feeling pain, the sudden sensation of nausea and loss of breath took him by surprise and he dropped.

“All men have a weakness. Cisco light me up!”

Kara’s solar panels flared to life, soaking her in sun rays and she instantly felt her power return. Kicking the man in the head, she fell on top of him straddling his body. Grabbing both his hands she ripped off his gauntlets, wires snapping. Reaching into his chest plate, she broke through, pulling the metal from his body. Finally she grabbed his head, hands on both sides and Prometheus screamed as she twisted the helmet off of his head. She noted the wires attached to his skull descending into some sort of metal ports embedded in his skull and how he seemed to lose strength the minute the wires were pulled free.

“You killed hundreds of people and for what?! You tried to kill my mother? My family? Innocent people! Why? Why did you do this?!”

“You will never know until right before I kill you. Unless of course you plan to kill me now? You had better if you want your family safe. No prison can hold me. No police force can stop me. Kill me now Kara Zorel or I will never stop coming for you. Never. I wonder how many of your friends died in Detroit? I had special surprises for Firestorm and the Flash.”

“You won’t hurt Barry. He is too strong for you. Too fast, too powerful. That is why you are here and not in Detroit. You are afraid of him. He will protect our friends.”

“I’m going to kill your sister. Your roommate? Caitlin Snow. I will murder her and film it for you. Kill me now. Show the world what their hero is truly like. Show them the woman who tortured Demetri. Show them all. My death will be worth it.”

Kara raised her fist, tempted, All it would take was one swing and his skull would be gone. Alex and Caitlin would be safe, her mother and father, Barry, her child. She saw the insanity in his eyes. She knew he was not joking. He would continue to hunt them if he escaped.

What would Oliver do? What would Nyssa do? This man had killed hundreds, perhaps thousands after Detroit today.

“Come on Kara! Don’t be weak! No one will blame you! I am defenseless. End me now! Show the world the kind of hero you are!”

Kara took a deep breath. She knew what Nyssa and Oliver would do. She knew what Alex would do. They were heroes.

“I’m not hero.” she told the man. “But I’m not you. I won’t kill you. I’ll do something worse. I’m giving you to A.R.G.U.S. and they can throw you in the deepest pit of hell they have and if you ever do escape I will find you and make you wish you were dead.”

Kara hit the man, in his forehead, softly by her standards, knocking him unconscious. She sat on top of him, legs on either side of his chest, not minding or caring that police had surrounded her, while A.R.G.U.S. agents rushed the scene, guns drawn and aimed at the white haired figure. Standing up, she almost tripped over his legs but righted herself at the last moment.

A crowd of law enforcement entered the scene.

“Cisco it’s over. Turn off the solar panels.” she told him. On the other side of the mic, those in S.T.A.R. still stuck in Kara’s room collapsed in relief. Harry had just finished breaking through the wall and rearranging the wiring to open the door. A black SUV roared onto the scene and Alex jumped out, running to her sister, looking her over, feeling her arms, looking for any tears in her suit, wishing like hell that Cisco had put X ray vision in her helmet and not giving a damn about brain cancer.

“I’m fine.” she mumbled. A jacket was thrown over her head by the two police officers who were by her side. She looked and recognized them as Tommy Scott and Chris Walker.

“Kara, we have kept the media away but we need to keep your head covered. Whoever you are in the helmet, you think you can grab her mask? We can’t have all of Central City knowing who Superwoman is or she will never be able to go out to eat without signing a hundred autographs.”

“You knew?” the heroine asked.

“Kara you talk to us all the time. You show up at the Station with food weekly and on the street as Superwoman. No way two blonde women have that kind of loud, strange laugh, especially when you snort. Lets get you in an ambulance. That way the media won’t be able to look through a window.” Chris told her.

“I’m getting a voice modulator.” she said with a tired sigh.

Captain Singh walked over to Alex while Lyla Diggle directed her men to take Prometheus into custody. Heavy chains were wrapped around the man’s wrists and shoulders, and the armor removed from his legs. Lyla picked up the helmet herself, determined to get it back to S.T.A.R. so Cisco could unlock its secrets.

So what is Cisco calling you now, Zorel?” Captain Singh asked Alex quietly.

Alex dropped her head.

“Valkyrie.” she admitted.

“I swear that kid comes up with the strangest names. How many body bags do we need at S.T.A.R. ?”

“None. A.R.G.U.S. is handling it. Trust me Captain, the paperwork that is going to be needed for this case just isn’t worth it.”

“Hey, move aside!” Joe yelled, working his way through police and government agents. “How is she? I just saw her on the news in Detroit! How the hell is she here? Is she okay? Where… how?”

“Relax Joe, she is Superwoman. If anybody can be in two places at once, it’s her. She is fine.” the Captain told the worried man.

“I need to get her to S.T.A.R. before Caitlin Snow comes crashing through the police line in a black stolen A.R.G.U.S. SUV.” Alex told the Captain quietly.

“So take her there. Drive the ambulance yourself. Just so you know your uniform looks pretty bad ass but this isn’t department regulated SWAT gear. Wear it on your own time, Valkyrie.”

“I’m driving.” Joe insisted and moved towards the ambulance. Alex followed, leaving the stolen A.R.G.U.S. van she had driven and got into the back with Kara. Kara sat with her head down, hands on her knees and wouldn’t look at her sister.

“Barry is going to be furious, Alex,” she whispered. “but I couldn’t let him escape. I just couldn’t. He would never let us live in peace and when I started showing, when the baby is born, he would have come after all of us. He would have bided his time after this and I’m sorry. I didn’t… I couldn’t.” she told her sister, breaking down at the end. Alex wrapped her arms around the blonde.

“Barry is not going to be furious. He may be angry for a while but I think you have a host of people who are furious at S.T.A.R. right now, including Mom and Dad. Even Nyssa is pissed off and she rarely loses her cool. Oliver is beating walls, Caitlin is ready to put you in a prison cell filled with red sunlight until you give birth. Barry is going to be the least of your worries.”

“Really?”

“No, not really. You may not get lucky for a while but he loves you. We all do. I understand why you did it. I do but I am so angry… why do you scare me so often? Do you get some sort of thrill out of it?”

“No… I’m sorry, I just already had a power outage and I knew how to fly in Ray’s suit. I figured I wouldn’t have to step out of it but he did something to freeze it. Is everybody okay in Detroit? Is it over?”

“I think everyone is okay. The News says a group of heroes saved the city and limited loss of life by destroying the machines. Barry disappeared after the last one went down apparently and you are there talking to the FBI.”

“Me? Oh right… J’onn.”

“How close were you to killing him?”

“Pretty close Alex.”

Alex nodded, expecting as much. She had seen Kara prepared to land the killing blow. While she was proud of her sister for being the better person, Alex was not sure if she would have done the same and knew the other three she fought with in S.T.A.R. would have killed the man without a second thought. Alex and Kara both heard Cisco inform them all that Barry had just arrived at the lab.

“He is going to be so mad.” Kara said once more and began crying. “I had to stop him, Alex. I wouldn’t have let my baby be hurt. I know I took a chance but I had to stop him before anyone else died.” Kara broke down and began hyperventilating while Alex tried to keep her incredibly strong sister steady, not easy to do. She hadn’t brought the bracelet, wanting to keep it as far from Kara as possible but now wished she had it.

“We are almost there.” Joe said from the front. Alex had forgotten he was driving.

“You should probably put your helmet back on.” Kara suggested.

“Considering all of Central City PD and A.R.G.U.S. know who you are and know I am your sister and wearing the same symbol, I doubt it matters.”

“Oh Rao, I screwed that up too.” she sighed.

“You took down a mass murderer. You didn’t screw up anything. I promise you if you had killed him, I bet a hundred cops would testify he died of spontaneous bleeding. Just relax, being upset can’t be good for either of you.”

“I can’t face Barry. I just…” before Kara finished the sentence the doors on the still moving vehicle opened and Barry was inside, his arms wrapped around her. Kara recognized the red tri poly suit and began crying again, apologizing over and over. Barry held her, not saying a word. Joe drove the ambulance to the door and then backed in. The door was blown wide open and resembled a garage door more than an entrance.

Once he backed in, Cailtin was waiting for her, walking with her quickly to what was left of the med bay. Cisco was hard at work trying to repair the sonogram and doppler machines with shaking hands, Harry actually helping him without being sarcastic.

Caitlin didn’t say a word and neither did Barry. Oliver was in the hallway pacing, Felicity trying to calm him. He saw Kara.

“What the hell is wrong with you! What is wrong with you?! Answer me, right now damn it!”

“Oliver stop.” Felicity told him. Oliver swung his bow at the wall, cracking it, then tossed it to the ground and walked off. He had just talked to Thea over the phone and knew she was alright. and didn’t have time to be relieved because of Kara. The group would wait two hours, talking to police while Zatana recharged. Everyone was fine and everyone could have been killed, Barry included. Barry didn’t say a word, a thousand emotions going through him at once but only one thing mattered at the moment, making sure Kara and the baby were okay.

Without a word, Caitlin looked at the table, Kara sitting, not arguing, trying to avoid the looks of her family, who had all gathered around. Caitlin walked up and snapped the bracelet on Kara’s wrist.

“You try to take this off and I will kill you myself.” she muttered. The anger in her was barely beaten out by worry. Using her laptop since all the electronics were destroyed, she first ran a diagnostic of Kara’s suit, happy to see her cells were not fully powered thanks to the bracelet. She briefly thought of padlocking the thing to her wrist.

After a nod from Cait, Kara sat up slowly, tears still in her eyes and slipped off her uniform top, laying in only her sprouts bra and pants. Caitlin moved her waist band down slightly and rubbed gel over her flat abdomen. Running the doppler over, she immediately found the heart beat, sounding strong. The sonogram was more difficult mostly due to Kara’s deep breaths as she struggled not to cry. Everyone’s eyes in the room, including a still angry Oliver, who walked in, with a stone faced Nyssa, who had just yelled at him for losing his cool, had their eyes glued to the monitor. Then the fetus was found. Caitlin let out a deep breath.

“Nothing has changed. The baby looks good and hasn’t had any accelerated growth.” she told everyone.

“I told you it would be fine.” Alex whispered to Kara.

“Fine? You think this is fine?” Barry asked.

“She is okay, the baby is okay and a guy who was out to kill us all is about to go to a very deep hole int he ground, either alive or dead. Yeah, I would say considering what could have happened then everything is fine now.”

“It is not fine!” Barry yelled, causing Kara to flinch. Jeremiah nearly stepped in, except someone had to say it and he didn’t want it to be him. It would be better coming from Barry. “Can I have the room?” he asked. Everyone filed out, except Alex.

“I’m not going anywhere. Not until you calm down.”

“This is as calm as I am going to get! Get out!”

“Watch how you talk to me!”

“Alex! This is between the two of them. She can answer for herself.” Nyssa told the woman. Alex locked eyes with Barry but didn’t argue with her love.

“You better remember that upsetting her only hurts the baby and I will mess you up, Allen. I don’t care how fast you are, you have to sleep sometime.” Alex told him, walking out. For once Barry didn’t give a damn about her threats.

“So everyone was okay in Detroit?” Kara tried.

“I won’t take anymore chances. Remember that Kara? It was only a few days ago. I won’t take anymore chances. What the hell do you call what you did today? We hook the hologram machine up, and everyone except Nyssa, Oliver, Alex and Sara go to your room. Harry and Cisco would guard the outside but no one could get inside. No one could get to you! What part of this didn’t you understand? Because I don’t remember the part where you took out a room full of people with your heat vision, or standing behind Harry and Cisco. If it hadn’t been for Cisco all three of you would have been gunned down! He doesn’t even know how the hell he did it! I won’t take anymore chances with our baby, Barry. Any of that ring a bell?”

“I… I’m sorry. You were stressed and he tried to have Mom killed and he attacked an entire city just to draw us out so he could murder everyone left behind. If he escaped who knew what else he would do. I already had a power outage so I thought I would be good for a while, I had been watching Ray in his suit, I had a fairly good idea how to fly it. I took a chance I shouldn’t have and I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry too.” he finished and resumed pacing, then walked to the monitor and ran his hand over the baby’s picture.

“Does this mean anything to you? Is being a hero more important than being a mother?”

“I wasn’t trying to be a hero! I was trying to protect our child and our future!”

“Except our child was in between you and a madman in armor. A man who froze Ray’s armor! How is that protecting our child?”

“I did what I had to do. I protected our child today and in the future.”

“So I suppose you were fine when Cait was watching you with our satellite and you were being held in the air by the neck? That was protecting our child? Why didn’t you tell Cisco to activate the panels immediately?”

“Because I didn’t want to risk the baby being exposed…”

“Instead you just hoped he didn’t hit you in the stomach? Is that it Kara?”

“Go to hell Barry! I made a call and yeah it was probably the wrong one but in a year I can take our baby to the park and not have to worry about a drone dropping a bomb on our heads!”

“Of course you won’t. You won’t have to worry about anything because nothing else could happen. We took him down and thats it. Thats the end of evil in the world. This is what we are Kara! Someone will always be after us! Its who we are and we have to be careful. One of us always has to be there to protect our child and that one is you right now since our child is inside you!”

“Stop yelling at me. Please just stop. You don’t think I was scared? You don’t think I know I took a risk? You think you can make me feel any worse? Just stop yelling. Call me stupid, tell me I’m a bad mother, I’m reckless, I’m an idiot but please do it quietly. I’ll take it if you will just do it quietly.” Kara told him, laying back on the table.

“Yeah, no problem, I’ll stop yelling.” Barry finished and was gone. Kara lasted ten seconds before she started crying again.

Barry ran into the pipeline of the particle accelerator and briefly wondered how close he had came today to having to go back in time, to change reality, because if Kara had died, that is exactly what he would have done. Instead he ran, not as fast as possible, not vibrating, just running, trying to clear his head. How could she do that? Yeah she took him down and probably saved a lot of lives the bastard hadn’t taken yet but he had her by the throat! He could have lost her, lost both of them. The intercom was back up apparently because Cisco announced the return of the rest of the team. Moving quickly to the control room he took them in. Zatana looked exhausted.

“You were amazing out there.” Barry told her, grabbing her shoulder in thanks. She had really came through. Diggle was limping but scooted over to Barry and hugged the man, followed by Thea. Firestorm split, Dr. Stein immediately hugging Jax. Kendra asked if Kara was okay immediately. Barry told her she was but didn’t elaborate. Ray was all smiles.

“So how much are the repairs going to cost me?” he asked Barry, humor in his voice.

“Cisco and Harry are working now. I’d be more concerned about the blood on the floor. A.R.G.U.S has already moved the dead bodies and confined the ones left alive but there are probably a few thousand rounds buried in everything.”

“Is Prometheus dead?” he asked.

“In A.R.G.U.S. custody.”

“That’s great! Who got him? All four of them?”

“Kara actually.” Barry admitted.

“Thats not good. Look I need to go find my other suit and patrol the skies. I can’t believe I just fought a major battle in a huge city in a pink A.T.O.M.”

“Suit is dead, Ray. Kara wore it to fight Prometheus. She flew after him, pulled him out of a helicopter and when they were on the ground apparently he had some sort of device that froze the controls. She had to rip it off.” Barry explained as casually s possible.

“Wow. Okay then… so where is it?”

“The park still, unless Lyla picked it up. You can get it back from her.”

“Okay then… where is Kara so I can yell at her? This is coming out of her paycheck.”

“She has already been yelled at enough, just send me the bill.”

“It was a joke Bar. Lighten up, we won.”

“You think so?” he asked and began to walk away. Before he made it far, Vixen had a hand on his shoulder. Barry hadn’t even noticed that she was with the rest.

“We need to talk, now.”

Barry nodded and looked at the rest of the group who walked away, slowly. Once they had left the pipeline and entered the main lab, Barry turned to listen.

“Those people are dead because of you and Oliver Queen. I should never have agreed to meet with you. He knew I was there and I made Detroit a target. That’s on you.” she told him, trying to reign in her anger.

“Is that what you think? He wanted to kill our support team. He was going to do something to pull us out somewhere. He didn’t attack you directly. Yeah he attacked Detroit and I am sorry about that but it is his fault! Not mine and not Oliver’s.”

“You are sorry? Did you see the bodies on the street?”

“Yeah and I saw the faces of every one of the two hundred and eighty five people, I moved out of harm’s way. Did he target Detroit because of us? Maybe. It could have been New York, Chicago, Washington, Star City. He sponsored a bomber in Central City that killed hundreds. He slaughtered a village in Siberia. He needed to be stopped and it took all of us. We stopped his weapons, the team left here stopped his hired guns and Kara stopped him. So pick a city, Mari.”

“Excuse me?”

“Pick a damn city! What city should be attacked? You want to blame me for the actions of a mad man? He could have picked you anyway. He didn’t like anyone who fought for justice and you are making quite a name for yourself as a hero. I almost lost everything today! I almost lost my pregnant fiancee and left her safety in the hands of others, because I went to help Detroit! Do not try to lay the actions of that man at my feet. I’ve been responsible for some horrible things in my life but that isn’t one of them.”

“Say what you will Barry, if I hadn’t traveled to Central City…”

“Get out.”

“Excuse me?”

“Get the hell out. You don’t want to be a part of a group of good people, many of whom almost died today, to save lives then get out. I promise we won’t bother you again. Something happens in Detroit we will stay very clear of the city. I don’t need this crap right now, Mari, so if you teleported with an exhausted sorceress to tell me off, I have news for you. You are going to be disappointed. Take Ray’s jet and go back to Detroit.”

“I think we need to…”

“What? Talk? What is there to talk about? You blame me, I blame him, we agree to disagree and I promise never to bother you again. You think those deaths won’t haunt me? They will but it could have happened anywhere and I am proud that we were there to stop it before it got worse. Now leave. I’m not in the mood for this. A year ago, a month ago, even a few weeks ago, I may have agreed with you but not anymore. I could have lost the woman I love and my child today! You think I give a damn about your feelings being hurt about what city he decided to attack? We could have stayed here, I knew he had to be around but we didn’t. We went to help. I asked you to be part of the Justice League because I know you have a good heart and want to help the world but I am not going to beg. Again, leave and I promise you no one will ever approach and ask you for anything again. But if you ever need help, don’t hesitate to call. We will be there because that is who we are and that is what we do.”

Vixen took in the man before her, his anger actually stamping her’s down. This was not the Barry Allen she had met before. This wasn’t the fun loving, wise cracking meta who had accompanied Oliver Queen to find out exactly what she was.

“I’m sorry Barry. I’m upset and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”

“Whatever. I need to go check on Kara. Talk to Ray and he can have you back to Detroit in a couple hours. Don’t bother Zatana, she needs her rest to recover.”

Barry ran off, leaving Vixen alone. She wasn’t sure exactly what to do, so she moved to find Ray Palmer.

While Barry and Mari vented their frustrations, Eliza, Jeremiah, J’onn, Alex and Caitlin walked into the med bay where Barry had left Kara. Jeremiah wrapped her in a hug. Kara stayed calm though, remembering Nyssa’s words. She would stay calm. She made a call and right or wrong, she had to live with it. No more apologizing.

“Are you okay?” Caitlin asked her.

“Never better. Nothing like risking your life to capture a madman and then be berated and yelled at the minute I reach a place I consider a second home.” Kara stepped on the floor, prepared to find a hotel room or someplace she could be left alone. She just wanted to be alone.

“Kara…” Caitlin started.

“It’s fine Caitlin. I just need a little time. Emotions are high right now, Barry won’t even look at me and I get it, okay? I should have let Prometheus fly off so he could kill more people. Everyone wants me to forget who I am. Got it. Here I am, forgetting. I just want to leave.”

“Kara, stop that!” Eliza practically yelled. “People love you and are worried about you. Yes you did a brave thing today that probably saved many lives but you also put your child at risk.”

“I know! I’ve heard it since I came in. Enough already. I’m not that blonde. Tell me something a few hundred times and I get it, okay?”

“Sit down now!” Eliza yelled, causing Jeremiah and Alex to flinch. Eliza never, ever used that tone with Kara. Ever. Kara met her eyes in challenge but finally backed down, taking a seat on the table.

“Honey, you can’t do it anymore. You are going to have to keep your bracelet on, get colds, handle them for a week or so until it becomes a danger to you or the baby, because we have got to begin developing your immune system. From this point on, your only job is making sure that baby has everything he or she needs. Just because you aren’t showing, doesn’t mean that child is in any less need of everything from an immune system to healthy food instead of the crap you normally eat. No more Superwoman for a while. Just be Kara. Promise me.”

Kara looked towards Alex.

“If you had been in my position today, what would you have done?”

“Let my sister fly the tin can suit after the bad guy while I stayed pregnant in my very secure safe room.” she answered.

“Really?”

Alex sighed. She should have took longer to answer.

“I don’t know Kara. I really don’t know.”

“J’onn?”

“Protect your child at all costs. To hell with the rest of the world. There will always be people ready to stand up and fight evil.” he told her, still shaken, learning everything that had happened here. He did not expect an assault of this magnitude in his wildest thoughts and fears.

“Why don’t you get dressed and come home with me tonight?” Alex offered.

“No, she is going to her home where I can keep an eye on her. You are welcome as always, Nyssa is as well, but she is coming home.” Caitlin told them all, leaving no doubt.

“That seems like a really good idea. I know I could sleep for a long time. You ready?” Barry asked Kara as he walked in the door.

“You want to come?” she asked, surprised.

“Kara even when I am furious with you, I will still always love you. Nothing is going to change that and right now I am not letting you go anywhere without me. Let’s go. Caitlin can we catch a ride?”

“Of course. Get changed Kara and we will be ready.”

Kara slowly walked towards the locker room only to find Oliver standing in front of the door. He looked like hell.

“Hey.” she greeted him, prepared for another ass chewing. Instead he walked up and held her tightly.

“I love you too. Don’t ever forget that, no matter what.”

Kissing the top of her head, he walked off.

Once in the apartment, the trio watched the News anchors, replaying the events of today. Reporters began speculating on how Superwoman was able to be at two places at once and why she was wearing the A.T.O.M. suit when fighting the helmeted figure. Many were speculating that the woman in Central City today was not Superwoman because she had been seen lifted by the neck. Others disagreed, pointing out that due to the dress of the mystery terrorist he was obviously an evil meta who had gained a momentary advantage over the Woman of Steel. More footage showed a man with white hair being escorted by FBI agents into a courthouse. He was not identified, but reporters were told by an FBI spokesman that this was the terrorist responsible for multiple bombings and the attacks on the cities of Detroit and Central City.

“Thats not him.” Kara pointed out, tensing immediately.

“No, its not. He is A.R.G.U.S custody. This man is most likely an FBI agent or one of Lyla’s and will either plead guilty or fake his death in prison to avoid a trial. In the mean time, A.R.G.U.S. will keep him locked up in their most secure facility, probably for the rest of his life. I believe Dig mentioned one on the South Pole. Even if he were to escape, he would die from exposure.” Barry explained.

Barry turned it off and asked Kara to follow him to bed. Kissing Caitlin’s cheek, she followed him.

The two made love slowly that night, for hours, Barry feeling the need to possess her completely. The morning came too soon, the two not having much sleep, not wanting nightmares to have a chance to attack.

While Barry and Kara were in bed, Caitlin, calling Winn over to hold her while she prayed she didn’t have nightmares of finding Kara dead in the park, the familiar figure of Lyla Diggle, Director of A.R.G.U.S. walked the halls to the secure temporary prison five miles outside Central City. This was the black site where the man who had been tortured by Oliver and Nyssa had been brought and his friend’s body burned. The man ultimately gave up, unfortunately having nothing to offer when he did talk. He knew little about the man now in custody, not even his name, only that he had hideouts around the world and him along with several other operatives had been ordered to murder police officers who had been rewarded metals for bravery that past year.

The two guards at the door, snapped ready, and opened the door to the cell for Director Michaels. She was Michaels here, wanting no connection that could lead prisoners who may escape to find her daughter. No one had ever escaped but she did not take chances with her family.

Prometheus, still in chains, looked up at her and smiled as the guards closed the door inside.

“You think in chains, I am any less dangerous?”

He stood up from the bench and moves towards the woman, planning to choke her or snap her neck with the cuffs around his wrist. He reached her as she put a hand on his chest, pushing him back against the wall with amazing force.

The villain shook his head, trying to clear his blurry vision. When he did, he saw a sight that shocked him. Prometheus thought he had seen everything this world had to offer. He saw the raw power of a woman who was not of this world and now Lyla Michaels had apparently turned into something not of this world.

“What are you?”

“Your biggest problem at the moment. If you have to call me something, the Martian Manhunter works. I’m beginning to like it. The question is who are you? I realize you will never talk. If your operatives never spoke you certainly will not. So I am afraid I will have to take the information from you. I promise, this is going to hurt.”

J’onn placed his hand on the bastard’s skull and invaded his twisted mind. What he saw surprised him. Prometheus did not even know his own name.

He saw a vision of a little boy, riding with his parents in a convertible along a desolate highway, cutting through the dessert. A roadblock. Police gunning his parents down, blood spraying everywhere, including on the little boy. The officers took him from the convertible his dead parents sat in. It was the last time he saw them. He looked in the mirror and saw his hair was beginning to turn white, no doubt from the trauma he witnessed. The young boy swore revenge. His parents had given him the world. He was five, had no memory of his true name. His father always called him Champ, or Sport and his mother called him her baby boy.

Images of foster homes filled J’onn’s head, not physically abusive but cold, no love, no attention. The boy excelled at school, determined to acquire as much knowledge about the world as possible. He left his foster home at 17, traveling by bus, to a little town where he walked for miles into the woods, finding the spot his parents had left the money from bank robberies before they were stopped. Taking the cash, over a million dollars from multiple crimes he began traveling the world. He had a driver’s license and passport under the name, Grant Graham, one that he was given by the system. Once out of the country, he began his search for knowledge, academic and physical knowledge. He trained as a pit fight in Brazil, a kick boxer in Okinawa, joined a terrorist group in Libya and traveled with nomads in Siberia, learning to survive in any environment. He used his natural genius level intellect to learn all he could of the rich of the world, the power brokers, the political positions that mattered. He learned a dozen languages and walked into classes of the best universes, unnoticed, learning all he could of computer technology. Eventually he found the lost city Shamballa in the Himalayas and studied with a group of Monks who worshipped evil itself. It was here he organized his knowledge and made his plans. Frequent trips to civilization brought back all he would need to craft his helmet, leaving the group after two years, read to take on the world. He studied film of the best martial artists in the world, including a fight on a bridge in Star City between one Oliver Queen who he had watched slaughter his nomadic group years before and the feared Ra’s Al Ghul. He watched the fight between Nyssa and the airport guards, filmed the Arrow and Sara Lance, unknown to the two, saw Nyssa Al Ghul fight Slade WIlson’s Mirakuru soldiers during the siege. Downloading the videos into his helmet he perfected the physical link between his greatest technological creation and his brain, flooding his nervous system with their skills as well as other great martial artists of the century. He bided his time, deciding the best blow to the justice system that murdered his parents would be to kill the best in front of the world.

J’onn continued to let the man’s thoughts flow through his own brain. Once done, Prometheus slumped to the bench in incredible pain.

“What did you do?”

“I took your thoughts.” J’onn calmly explained. He pulled a pad and pen from his cloak and began writing everything he knew, because after this the man would not be talking again.

“I will never stop. You think there is a prison that can hold me? An environment I cannot survive? I will take them, I will kill them all.”

“I know. That is why I have to do this.”

J’onn placed his palm back on the man’s head and unleashed a mental assault that he had only performed on James Harper and never to this degree. Trapping Prometheus in a cycle of his own past, his thoughts focused on his entire history to be reran, over and over again, J’onn effectively paralyzed the genius madman. Prometheus would no longer think of the future, no longer move of his own free will, instead trapped in his own mind.

The door burst open and Lyla Diggle, along with the two guards in front of the door entered, guns drawn.

She relaxed when she saw the green figure whom John had told her about.

“J’onn Jonzz I presume?”

J’onn slowly turned around and took control of the guards mentally, sending them back into the hallway, weapons dropped.

Reaching out the notepad to Lyla, she carefully took it and looked over the information.

“His entire history as he knows it. The man will no longer be a problem.”

“What did you do to him?”

“I’ve trapped him in his own mind. Lock him up in your most secure facility. He won’t be a bother any longer.”

“Uh huh.” she said doubtfully. Lyla was not sure if she could trust the Martian who had impersonated her to gain access to this madman.

“Trust me or not, it doesn’t matter. I won’t allow a madman to harm by daughters. Good luck to you Lyla Diggle.”

With a wink, J’onn flew up through the wall, phasing until he reached the sky and flew towards Jeremiah and Eliza, planning on spending the rest of the night comforting the shaken parents. Lyla simply shook her head. After seeing the Flash, Ray Palmer and Firestorm, nothing surprised her anymore, including see a woman turn a drone into a pig on live TV.

Kara woke up sore, in Barry’s arms. She did not want to open her eyes, wondering how many people would be angry at her today. Barry whispered in her ear.

“I know you are up. You breathe differently. I know everything about you. Happy birthday Kara.”

Kara smiled, assuming the man may have forgotten considering the action that had taken place the day before.

“Are you still angry?” she asked, fearing the answer.

Barry had not appeared angry or said much at all to her the night before, simply taking her, the both of them needing each other and words weren’t needed.

“I was more frightened than angry. Angry I can handle, fright I’m not so good at. But no, I’m not. Kara swear to me and mean it this time. Your focus is on our child.”

“My focus was on our child. Protecting her from this mad man.”

“Let me protect the both of you, please?”

“I swear.” she told him reluctantly. She felt she knew what she had been doing. She felt there was no way the man could take her, harm her or the child but Barry and her family were right. It was a chance and probably not one she should have taken.

“Thank you. Now lets get up. I have a surprise for you at home.”

“Home?”

“Yep. Our home. Maybe we haven’t moved in yet but it is our home. Your birthday gift is there.”

“You got me a birthday gift?”

“Of course. Kara, I will always love you. Nothing you could ever do will change that. Don’t you want to see your gift?”

The blonde smiled.

“Yeah, I really do.”

“Then get dressed. Its time to go home.”