An invitation to vacation.

"All a bit sudden, isn't it?"

Kara couldn't deny that it was, as she filled her struggled to close her suitcase, bulging with clothes. Sure, she'd only be gone for a fortnight, but it never hurt to be prepared. "Maybe a little," she admited, "But it's been so busy recently, being Supergirl, the DEO, Catco, that I need one."

"That's fair," Alex agreed, from where she sat on Kara's couch, fanning herself. It was far too hot, and a part of Alex was thoroughly jealous that Kara would be spending two weeks enjoying the sun and not sweltering in a leather jacket, solving crimes. "But you'd think Lena could have given you a bit more warning."

"She said she didn't know until a couple of days ago. It's a pretty exclusive resort, she said, so once she got the chance she had to grab it. She said she hadn't been able to go for a couple of years."

Alex had to admit that made sense. "Well, don't have too much fun. National City can't lose her best superhero."

Kara beamed at the compliment, then again as she managed to close her suitcase. "I'll be back before you know it. Watch over the city for me?"

"Always." Alex hugged her sister, then walked with her out of the apartment. They made idle conversation, until Kara stepped into a sleek taxi, waving as she was driven away.

Alex was sure she'd have a good time, but a voice at the back of her head was telling her something - though she wasn't sure what - was up.

The journey had taken a long time - a good few hours flight, and a couple of hours on each side driving time - but Kara hadn't noticed. As usual, whatever time she spent with Lena seemed to fly by, and more than once she'd had to stop herself from literally floating in her seat, she was so relaxed.

Still, Kara was grateful when Lena pulled the car - a sporty number, but not so ostentaious to draw too many eyes, Lena had professed she'd rather stay under the radar for this trip - off the highway, and through smaller roads, until they approached the gated entrance to the resort. Kara had seen a stretch of beach, blue ocean glimmering on the horizon, and was excited to change out of her clothes, and cool herself off in the sea.

The sun might have given her superpowers, but it was still too hot.

Kara didn't really pay much attention as Lena signed them in, carrying both the women's luggage toward reception. She didn't notice how much lighter Lena's bag was to her own, and was so zoned out that even with super-sight, she wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings.

I need a nap before anything, Kara decided. The journey had clearly sapped her energy.

She did notice something, though, when they walked into the cabin they'd be sharing for two weeks. Rather than the two single beds promised, there was one queen sized bed. Kara flushed, and then flushed more, wondering why the idea of sleeping next to Lena was turning her red.

And she certainly noticed when Lena started taking off her clothes, nude before Kara knew what was happening.

"I - Lena - do you want me to turn around whilst you - whilst you change?" Kara couldn't help the stammer that jumped into her voice, kept darting her eyes between Lena's shockingly relaxed faced and the suddenly facsinating painting of a sailboat on the wall.

"Change into what?" Lena asked, amused, and seemingly totally at ease nude.

"You - you're going naked? I - uh - Lena, I-"

If someone had stared into Kara's brain, they'd have seen the Kryptonian equivalent of a Blue Screen of ****.

"Of course I am." Lena frowned, looking more serious. "Kara. Did you seriously not notice? This is a nudist resort. As in, clothing-non optional."

"...Oh?"

"Yes. I thought I said? You have to be nude to stay, Kara. No exceptions. I did wonder why you packed so much."

Kara felt herself turn even redder, and despite wearing more than Lena was, felt herself grow terribly hot under the collar.