Hi Cap, what do you think about writing something where Lena's hurt but Kara can't get to her or can't help and has conflict about that? Please?
She nearly paces a whole into her apartment floor with worry, and when the pacing isn’t enough, she takes off into the night sky.
Because what if she hadn’t been on the phone with Lena, the night she plummeted off of her balcony?
She shudders with her what ifs, and they keep her up at night.
But when the Daxamites take Lena captive – when she’s held against her will and she’s going to be forced to marry… no. No, Kara won’t think about that – she nearly loses it all.
Because she couldn’t help, and she couldn’t stop it.
She swears to herself that it won’t happen again. That she won’t let it happen again.
But Alex keeps trying to remind her that she’s only one person, that – fast as she is – she can’t be everywhere at once.
And of course – though she is loathe to admit it – Alex is right.
So of course, it happens again.
It happens again when she’s out dealing with Cadmus, with Jeremiah, and, quite frankly, with her sister.
Because Cadmus knows that there are four ways to get to her: target innocent people; target her sister; target her friends, her chosen family; target Lena Luthor.
And that day, Cadmus does all four.
She takes a bullet for James and thanks Rao that Maggie takes such good care of Alex in the field. She and J’onn make a spectacular team, and it turns out that he can hold the weight of crumbling buildings just as effectively as her cousin can.
It’s Lena that she didn’t expect them to attack.
Because Lilian is awful, and Lilian is complicated.
But Lena comes away with a punctured lung and a broken femur, and Lena won’t scream in pain, but Kara hears enough screams in her head to more than make up for it.
It’s not her that gets Lena safely to the DEO. It’s Winn and it’s Alex and it’s James, and while she will never stop thanking them, she will never forgive herself.
Because she didn’t prevent this. She didn’t save her.
Well, technically, she didn’t have to – because DEO medics and surgeons did a spectacular job.
But she refuses treatment while pacing outside of the med bay, regardless.
Refuses treatment, that is, until Maggie – a deep gash on her own forehead – refuses treatment until Kara herself rests.
Alex looks like she’s never been more in love, and J’onn looks like he’s never been prouder of her newest daughter.
Maggie gets stitched up.
Kara helps Alex eat.
Alex helps Kara eat.
James and Winn keep her updated on every single thing happening in the med bay.
J’onn keeps watch over them all, and Alex – without letting him know it – keeps watch over him.
Kara waits in Alex’s arms, grateful for the Kryptonian anti-anxiety pills Alex came up with when she first started at the DEO.
Kara waits, trying desperately not to panic, not to lash out, not to burn her powers out just releasing all her fury.
At Cadmus, at her parents, at Jeremiah, at herself.
At herself, because Lena was hurt, and she wasn’t there.
Lena went into emergency surgery, and she wasn’t there.
“You’re here now,” Winn reminds her softly, and his words help a little, but the box full of energy bars he brings her helps even more.
“She’s gonna be just fine,” James reminds her gently, and his words help a little, but the weight of his calloused, soft hand on her thigh helps even more.
“She’s out of surgery,” Vasquez pokes her head in to announce, and Barry Allen himself couldn’t get there as fast as she does.
She cries when she sees her – so many tubes – but silently, silently, because she’s not quite awake yet, not quite aware yet.
Kara doesn’t notice when Lena wakes up; doesn’t see because her head is bowed on the bed next to the limp, IV-ed hand she’s holding.
Lena’s voice – low and scratchy and broken from the surgery, from the injury, from a lack of water in the throat – makes Kara jump and dry her eyes and concentrate very hard on not breaking down again.
“Your… I didn’t save you, Lena, I didn’t even fly you back here, that was Alex and James and – “
“Kara,” Lena interrupts weakly, wincing slightly when she tries to sit up, squeezing Kara’s hand in both pain and a need for closeness.
“Kara,” she starts again, “you’re not my hero because you save my life. It’s not your job to do that. Supergirl’s, okay. But Supergirl was saving an entire building. And that’s why you work with a team. A wonderful team. It’s not all on you, Kara Danvers. You’re not my hero because you’re bulletproof.”
She stops and flinches and starts reaching for water. Kara practically trips over herself to bring it to Lena’s lips, which curl up into a slow smile.
“Thank you. Do you want to know why you’re my hero, Kara Danvers?”
Kara nods, throat too tight, too on fire, to speak.
“Because you’re here. You’re here for me, and I knew you would be. You always are.”
Kara nods through tears and swallows several times before she can speak.
“And I’m always gonna be, Lena. Always.”