121. Chapter 121

“What… you’re not mad?”

“Alex, why… why would I be mad?”

Alex steps back, and Maggie’s hands slip off of her cheeks to fall limply by her sides, her face shattering as Alex shakes her head, as Alex blinks down tears she refuses to shed, as Alex’s brow furrows because she doesn’t understand, she can’t comprehend, what Maggie is trying to tell her.

Maggie glances back at Kara, whose eyes are sad, whose eyes are wet, whose eyes are broken, staring at her sister, staring at her world, her world that fails to understand how important she is.

“I lied to you, for months I lied to you, I let you be jealous of Supergirl and I let you get to know only half of my sister, I let you into only a small part of my life, I – I lied to you, Maggie, I’m pretty sure that’s in the first chapter of the how to be a terrible girlfriend handbook.”

“Alex,” Kara whispers, head down and eyes streaming.

“Alex,” Maggie whispers, too, but her eyes aren’t on the ground: her eyes are on the woman crumbling in front of her.

“Alex, you know what? I’ve got the prequel to the how to be a terrible girlfriend handbook. I’ve got the how to be the best girlfriend Maggie Sawyer’s ever had handbook. And you know what’s all over that handbook? Being Alex Danvers. Being exactly who you are, babe. Being the woman who saved my life before she even really knew me, the woman was brave enough to kiss me, to want me, when I was so wrapped up in being a… self-righteous coward, the woman…”

She glances at Kara and she smiles.

“The woman who’s all about her family. Who jumps in front of her bulletproof sister because you don’t care that you’re not bulletproof as long as she’s safe. You take me on picnics and you hold the door for me and you make me laugh and give great massages and you take me for rides on your Ducati and fuck babe, you have a Ducati, and you… you look me at me like… you look at me like I’m worth something, like I’m worth the time of the most incredible woman I have ever met. And apparently, I’ve met more of Supergirl than I thought. Again, no offense, Kara.”

“None taken, Maggie,” she says again, but her voice is choked with tears this time, because this woman, this woman, this woman needs to marry her sister. Like, stat.

“You’re perfect, Alex. More perfect because Supergirl is your sister, not less. Never less. Not to me.”

“So you’re not mad.”

Maggie’s dimples come out in full force and she takes Alex’s hands into hers, kissing each of her knuckles as Kara squeals behind them.

“No, babe. I’m not mad. Right now, I love you more than I’ve ever loved you.”

Alex inhales sharply and Maggie blinks because Maggie suddenly realizes what she said.

“You love me.”

“Yeah, Ally. I love you.”

A single tear drips down Alex’s cheek, and Maggie kisses it away.

“Well good then. Because I love you, too.”