630. Chapter 630
They’re used to holding off – or trying to, anyway – an irate Alex Danvers while they try to do their jobs and care for Supergirl.
They’re used to it, which doesn’t mean it doesn’t terrify them.
But an irate Alex Danvers hasn’t prepared the DEO medics for an irate Maggie Sawyer.
Because for the span of time she’s been dating Alex, Kara has never been exposed to Kryptonite like this.
But Maggie’s heard the stories.
God, god, has Maggie heard the stories.
“I swear, Whithers, if you don’t let me through I will make you life a living – “
“Maggie?” James pokes his head out of an adjacent room, and Maggie brushes by the terrified agent toward him.
“James! Look, can you tell this poor excuse for a guard dog that I didn’t break sixteen traffic laws to get here just to be – “
“Alex is fine, Maggie, she wasn’t even injured – “
“I’m not talking about Alex!” Maggie almost stomps her foot, and James’s eyes soften even more.
“Maggie,” he whispers softly, and she suddenly hardens her outer shell and shrugs.
“She’s my sister now too, Olsen,” Maggie tries to say it nonchalantly, and she fails miserably.
“Let her through, Whithers.”
“Sir, I don’t take orders from – “
“For crying out loud, Whithers, let her pass or there will never be any peace and quiet in this medical bay again,” J’onn’s voice sounds from inside the med bay, and Maggie and James sport matching grins.
Whithers walks away sullenly, muttering something about filing a complaint with Pam in HR.
“Kara,” Maggie strides into the room, kneeling immediately at Kara’s bedside, reaching for the hand Alex isn’t holding and hesitating before Kara nods wearily and she takes it.
“Maggie, Alex’s okay, look, she’s right here,” Kara slurs slightly, and Maggie scoffs with tears in her eyes.
“Alex isn’t the only Danvers girl I’d kill and die for,” Maggie swipes her thumb over the back of Kara’s hand, and Alex wants to marry her right then and there.
“Reports came over the wire about Supergirl being hit with Kryptonite, and I got here as fast as I could. Can you eat?” She looks up at J’onn, at James and Winn and Alex. “Can she eat? I can run out and bring her the best potstickers in town.”
Kara nearly bolts upright. “Can I eat?” she repeats Maggie’s question, her eyes gleaming, and everyone shares a soft, wet chuckle as Alex and Maggie gently push Kara back down onto the bed.
“Yes, you can eat,” one of the medics chimes from the back of the room, and Maggie nods with a smile and kisses Kara’s hand. “Okay kiddo, you hang in there, and I’ll be back with all your favorites, yeah?”
“I told you to never let her go. Let it be known that I told Alex never to let you go,” Kara murmurs blearily, happily, groggily, and her family laughs again, soft and relieved.
“I love you,” Alex grabs Maggie’s lapels before she can leave, pulling her in for an open-mouthed kiss over Kara’s bed.
“Um,” Winn murmurs.
“Agent Danvers,” J’onn pleads.
“Wow,” James averts his eyes.
“I take it back,” Kara teases, eyes squeezed shut, already fantasizing about the potstickers and pizza her new sister’s going to bring her as soon as she’s done making out above her hospital bed.