Supergirl's Weekend
Wind rushed passed Kara, her silky, long blonde hair and bright red cape billowing out behind her as she fly over National city. Using her super hearing she listened intently to the city, listening for any immediate threats to the residents of her city. There was the odd crime she was able to pick up and using her com link to the D.E.O, had them call in the police to handle them.
"Alright Alex, I'm signing off for the weekend." Radioing back to her sister, she began to alter her current flight path.
"And where is it you're going again? I think you forget to mention that." Alex radioed back from headquarters, her voice stern but filled with concern and even a little amusement at Kara's secrecy.
Kara's lightly painted lips began to grin in the rushing wind and she gave her head a slight shake at Alex's over protectiveness. "No, I'll fill you in when I get back. Don't worry Alex and if there's an emergency, click your watch and I'll come right away, ok?"
"Ok Kara, please be safe where ever it is you're heading!"
With a quiet chuckle Kara clicked off her communicator so she couldn't be tracked and suddenly took a sharp turn in the opposite direction, smiling as she accelerated to her top speed. Underneath her the landscape was little more than a blur and she had even stopped listening for any disturbances that would interfere with her weekend.
It was probably selfish of her, to not be listening for those in danger, but Kara knew that she had to do this, that she had to see this weekend through. To that end she was drawing closer every second to her destination and that was filling her stomach with butterflies, worse than any battle she had ever been drawn into.
"There's the cottage." Taking a deep breath Kara began to descend from her altitude towards the lone, isolated building. "Cottage..." Laughing to herself at the idea of calling such a place a cottage lessened some of the growing tension inside her chest. While it was a cottage in the respect of being a get away, it didn't really resemble one in any other aspect.
Situated along the shore of a beautifully large lake, close to the base of a mountain, it was a picturesque building that looked out of a fantasy. It was a three story cottage with large windows, that in the cooling fall air where showing some frost. There where lights on inside that indicated someone was home and with her red, high heeled boots touching down just feet from the front porch, Kara felt her stomach and chest tighten.
Being so far from anywhere the area was silent, with the sole exception of a light breeze rustling some of the trees and the odd sound of nature breaking through. Standing there motionless for several long, drawn out moments Kara began to walk up the steps towards the large, heavy looking oak door.
Each step she took, the sound of her boots could be heard clicking on the beautiful and large wrap around porch. Kara licked her lips nervously and she could see her hand shaking as she raised it towards the door. Each tap of her knuckles against the hard wood sounded like it would bring an avalanche down from the mountain side, but she knew that her knocking was likely not even heard inside the massive cottage.
Waiting for a few moments at the door in the silence, Kara listened to the sound of her own heartbeat and wondered if maybe her arrival hadn't been noticed yet. Raising her hand again, Kara's hand stopped in mid air as the door slowly opened.
"Hello, Supergirl...you made it."
Swallowing deeply and lowering her hand, Kara felt her chin trembling and she again couldn't help herself from licking her lips nervously. "Ms. Luthor."
"You're late." Lena fastened the button on her black suit jacket, before placing her hands on her waist and fixing Supergirl with an icy stare, before a slight smirk broke through and she turned immediately to walk away.
The black stiletto heels echoed in the silence and Kara being caught a little off guard by the sharpness of Lena's voice, closed the door quickly before following behind her. "I'm sorry, but I got hung up...."
"I don't really care what you got hung up on." Lena stopped where she was and rounded on Kara, the blonde stopping in her tracks as she was abruptly cut off. "When I tell you to be somewhere, you had better be there, am I understood?"
Frozen to the spot she was standing, with that tightness in her chest growing even stronger, Kara couldn't deny that Lena could be very intimidating. Looking the beautiful ceo up and down, her pants suit projected power. A black suit that fit her like a second skin and Kara guessed Lena was the reason they had dubbed these power suits.
"I said, am I understood?" Taking the few short steps back to Kara, Lena though she was shorter than Supergirl, seemed to tower over the blonde as she reached up and gripped Kara's chin in her hand, locking eyes with her guest.
"Yes..." This was treatment that Kara was very unused to and likely by design, was keeping her off center.
"Yes, what?" Lena inched closer, her nose almost touching Kara's as her eyes bored into the super hero's.
There was unmistakable power behind Lena's words and Kara knew that the raven haired woman could tell she was shaking. "Yes...Ms Luthor..."
"Girl of steel indeed." Lena didn't need super senses to know how vulnerable Supergirl was at that moment, the tremble in her voice, the way her body was shaking, it was obvious and exactly as she wanted it. "Follow me, Supergirl."
Again turning without any warning Lena began to walk away and Kara quickly tried to keep up. "Get a grip Kara..." Talking to herself, Kara tried to ignore the sound of Lena's shoes on the hardwood floor as she followed the Luthercorp CEO into the sitting room.
The room was massive and the large bay windows showed off a view from the back of the cottage that overlooked the spot where the lake and the mountain came together. There where two brown leather sofas, a large fireplace that had a little fire crackling merrily in the background. But what immediately drew the super hero's attention, was the two large leather chairs in front of the fireplace.
Either one could likely hold the two woman comfortably, but one had been turned away from the fire place towards the entrance of the room. Sitting between the chairs was a wooden end table, an empty crystal glass sitting atop it, next to a full bottle of very expensive looking cognac. But the real item that drew her eyes, was the metal dog collar sitting beside the bottle.
