Author: Kat Lee
Fandoms: DC's Legends of Tomorrow/Supergirl
Character/Pairing: post-Sara/Alex, could also be seen as pre
Challenge/Prompt: slashthedrabble 501: Umbrella
Word Count: 500
Date Written: 18 September 2018
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to DC Comics, not the author, and are used without permission.
She looked up at the blue sky. It had been raining for days, and the streets were covered with rain and mud. She was about to step out onto the road when an umbrella suddenly blocked her pathway. “What?” Alex asked with a frown. She turned to face the blonde woman, who, in addition to being beautiful, seemed strangely familiar. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but it felt like she should know her from somewhere.
“No,” the blonde started to say but could tell Alex wasn’t convinced. “Yes,” she admitted and thrust the umbrella at her again. “Take this. You’re going to want it.”
“Why? It’s not raining. The weatherman said it’s gone, and it’s a beautiful day! Look around you!” Then she looked at her again, more closely and pensively. “Who are you?”
“A friend,” she said with a smile, “and I’m telling you, you’re going to want that umbrella.”
“But the sun’s still -- “
Suddenly a torrent of rain began pouring down. The blonde opened the umbrella, held it over Alex’s head, and shoved its handle into her hand. Alex took the umbrella and looked out at the pouring rain and the darkening sky with a deepening frown. “I remember my aunt,” she said, “saying something about the Devil beating his wife when it rains while the sun’s out.” She looked again at the blonde. “Are you one of Clark’s friends? Is that it?”
She smiled at her, and Alex felt a strange, familiar warmth spread through her at the sight. “Something like that,” she answered mysteriously. “We danced together once.”
“Well, it was several times for a whole night and into the next day, and we drank Scotch together.” Sara winked at the woman who’d left her mark on her with just a single night. Then she grabbed her arms and danced with her right there in the street. She sent her spinning straight out of a bullet’s path.
Alex tripped over a rock on the sidewalk. Sara didn’t take the time to help her up. She was gone as swiftly as she’d appeared, but the attempt on the life of Supergirl’s a sister, a brave, young woman who was supposed to start much change in her life, had failed.
Alex got to her feet, feeling as though she’d miss much more than just a stray bullet. She hit her ear comm and radioed J’onn and Kara while looking around her. She picked up the umbrella, only then realizing that it had already stopped raining. As J’onn’s voice crackled over her comm, she frowned again, this time deeper.
The stranger was gone. Was she part of the attempt on her life? No, Alex thought. She was nothing like that. She had saved her, not tried to help kill her. She wondered if she’d ever find her. She finally remembered bits and pieces of her first happy night without Maggie, the very night she’d realized that she could be happy without her, and smiled.