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Alex had a long day, both her body and her ego were bruised after she was knocked back and tossed by an alien whose limbs smacked against her like concrete blocks. She had already tossed back two tequila shots, not her usual dose of poison, but she craved the warmth and looseness that she knew tequila would provide her with. Between the DEO, accepting her newfound gayness, and wrestling with her unrequited feelings for Maggie, Alex was fucking exhausted .
She was beginning to feel the light haziness of the alcohol in her system when her phone buzzed with a text from Kara.
Sister <3: [9:47 pm] Don’t leave the alien bar! I have a surprise!!!!! :D <3<3<3
Alex chuckled to herself at her puppy sister’s over usage of exclamation points and emojis. She fired off a response and tossed back another shot, turning her head when she heard the creaking of the bar door opening followed by greetings from her sister. Alex flashed Kara a smile that only widened when she saw what her sister’s surprise was, a sorely missed, familiar pair of green eyes framed by thick, dark lashes, and short dark brown hair.
“ LUCY!” Alex ran over, stumbling only slightly as she got off the bar stool. She wildly flailed her arms, accidentally bumping into Kara, as she wrapped Lucy in a tight embrace.
“Hey! Rude! You’re never that excited to see me!” Kara pouted, Lucy laughed, and Alex bumped her shoulder and gave her sister a pointed look.
Kara left the two alone as she headed to the bar to speak to M'gann, while Alex grabbed Lucy’s hand and led her to the booth she typically occupied with the Superfriends.
The two women couldn’t stop smiling as they soaked in the familiar company, both attempting to speak at the same time, then laughing at the somewhat awkward moment.
“Major Lucy Lane, it’s really good to see you again. It’s been too long.” Alex spoke softly and nudged her side. She couldn’t help but notice how good Lucy looked. Now that she knew she was gay, and recognized her feelings as an attraction, Alex took note of the soft look of Lucy’s dark waves, the pretty specks of brown in Lucy’s light green eyes, and the way her full glossed lips curved into a beautiful smile.
“Agent Alexandra Danvers. Oh, how I’ve missed you.” Lucy’s eyebrows quirked with her statement as she took in her friend’s appearance as well. Ugh, Alex looks good. She always looks so damn good. Lucy looked her up and down, appreciating the tightness of her jeans and the close fit of her v-neck that showed just a peak of cleavage. She licked her lips just slightly. There’s something different about her though. If I didn’t know any better, I would think Alex was checking me out? Lucy shook the thought out of her head quickly and traced her hand down Alex’s arm and leaned in. Some flirting won’t hurt anyone.
“C’mon Luce. You know I hate when people call me that.” She gave a playful shove.
Lucy gave her friend a knowing look. “So, tell me, what’s new in the life of Alexandra Danvers?”
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Maggie gave the bar’s metal door a quick knock and said this week’s password. She strode into the bar, her shoulders were tense, but she was still riding the high that came from weaving through traffic on her Triumph. Maggie had a pretty boring day at the precinct and mainly just caught up on some mindless paperwork. Things were still a little off and awkward with Alex as they had recently agreed to be friends, but Maggie considered this progress. She meant what she said, she didn’t want a life without Alex Danvers in it and although she felt some stirrings of more-than-friendly feelings in her gut at the mere thought of Alex, she knew this was the safer route. She squashed those feelings down, hid them in a box, taped it shut, and hid it under her bed back in the far recesses of her mind. Friendship she could do. Relationships, not so much. Just remember your stupendous track record, Sawyer. You can’t let Danvers be just another one of those girls. Keep it casual.
Maggie figured she could use a drink and a friendly game of pool and she was optimistic, hoping that she would run into her friend at the bar tonight. She walked over to the bar and signalled M’gann for a drink as she did a quick sweep of the room, searching for the auburn-hair of her favorite agent. Her eyes narrowed, her chest tightened, and she gulped loudly when she found said agent. Alex was sitting awfully close to a beautiful woman with tan skin, short brown hair, and wide expressive eyes. Maggie was a detective, so of course she detected the striking familiarity between the two women indicated by soft, lingering touches and unwavering eye contact. Fuck. Who is she? She’s practically sitting in Alex’s lap!
Maggie took another small step towards the pair, as though she was trying to get a better view to confirm that it was Alex. As soon as she saw Alex throw her head back and laugh, her beautiful laugh, she knew. Fuck. Maggie downed her shot and asked for another. She turned away from Alex and her mystery woman and grimaced at M’gann knowing that her thoughts were currently loud, desperate screams that could not be ignored by the telepath. A sense of nausea washed over Maggie’s entire frame, settling low in her belly. She rubbed her brow as the tension in her shoulders only grew. She knew what this feeling was, but she wasn’t a jealous person, not with her past girlfriends anyway.
Get a hold of yourself, Sawyer. You have no right to be jealous. You turned her down. You told her to live her life and to explore. You are the one who said you should stay friends. She is just a friend. Fine, maybe more. Your best friend. That’s it.
Suck it up, Sawyer, you’re no good for her.
Maggie’s thoughts were racing, eating away at her. She took another shot, slamming the glass down, nearly shattering it. Maggie quickly got up from her stool and couldn’t help but give into temptation. She gave one last fast glance in Alex’s direction and they both paled slightly when their eyes met. Alex flashed a small, uncertain smile and gestured Maggie to come over, but the detective was already booking it out the door.
Fuck.