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Chapter 14 by Rowenar Rowenar

Follow Erin to a different Earth/time, or see how the women of Earth-38 adjust to the new status quo?

The new Earth-38

"So, uh... how is it?"

"How do you think?!" Lena said, a touch of indignation, a touch of mortification in her voice.

They were in a room that was, thankfully, a bit quieter than most of the floor. She sat opposite Kara, still keeping her arms crossed over her tits, still keeping one leg over another, despite the limited company.

Kara meanwhile was sat at a desk, using that for cover. However she only had one arm to try and cover her chest, the other holding a pen, cheeks still flushed.

"I- I know," Kara squeaked. "But I'm meant to interview, meant to get your opinion, I... I'm not really sure how to do this."

"More people saw me naked in the last five minutes than in the rest of my life before today," Lena said, flushing. "What do you expect me to say?"

"I, um... I don't know," Kara said. "Something inspiring?"

"Inspiring?" Lena echoed, incredulous. Then, bizarrely, she chuckled. "Isn't that your department, Supergirl?"

Oh. Right. Erin had let thats lip, apparently unaware of her secret identity. That or just not caring. Kara squirmed, adjusting her glasses with her writing hand.

"You- you know why I couldn't tell you, right?" Kara said.

"Believe me Kara, going through all of that is the last thing on my mind right now," Lena said.

"Y-yeah," Kara squeaked. "Just. Um. I thought you'd prefer to focus on the interview rather than the photos."

"The-" suddenly Lena's voice faltered. Right. Damn it, why had she agreed to that. "...Ok. Interview it is."


Alex darted from crouching behind a desk, to an open door; she slipped behind it, glad to at least be standing upright. Nervously she glanced back over her shoulder, flushing as she realised there was someone in a position to see her ass, and hurriedly yelped and ran around the door.

She immediately got to her knees as she slipped into another of Catco's many rooms, dozens more people at their desks, working or trying to hide or both. She scrambled to a free desk, curling up under it with her knees pulled up against her chest, trying to tug a chair to try and cover up the one direction she could be seen from.

Ok. Breathe in, breathe out.

Flushing, it was a moment before she peered out from under the desk. Hesitantly she reached for the landline atop it, pulling the whole set onto the floor with her.

Her mobile had been in her pocket. If she wanted to contact anyone... Hastily she dialed the DEO, hoping for a quick update. Instead she got a rather breathless Agent Vasquez.

"We're keeping things under control," Vasquez said. "Haley wants you back to report on everything."

Of course she did. Alex closed her eyes; the last thing she wanted to do right now was carry out a briefing in the nude. Ok.

"Tell her- I might be a while," Alex said.

"Please tell me you're working on a fix," Vasquez said.

Alex faltered. "I'll- uh, I'll call if anything happens."

She hung up, panting slightly, cheeks all the warmer. Great, it wasn't just some moment of embarrassment out on a mission, she was stuck like this, expected to keep leading the DEO like this...

She squirmed, whimpering slightly at the feel of carpet against her bare skin, a firm reminder of her current state.

Almost unconsciously, she found her fingers were dialling another number. Alex hesitated, but didn't stop herself.

"Bad time!" the voice came through. Alex swallowed.

"Uh, Maggie?" Alex said.

"Danvers, what-" there was a squeal on the other side of the line, a moment of silence, then a whimpered "Shit, guess it's you too?"

"Yeah," Alex hesitated. "I... don't really know why I called. Wanted a familiar voice I guess."

"Someone who's already seen you naked?" her ex said, then caught herself. "Ok. Bad timing for a joke."

"No- I mean, kind of," Alex said. She hesitated. "You're probably the person I'm least embarrassed being seen by. Even if it is just on the phone, kinda wanted to hear your voice."

"Yeah. Is nice," Maggie said. She hesitated. "Where are you?"

"Catco," Alex said. "Hiding under a desk. You?"

"Police car," Maggie said. "Halfway through reading someone their rights when... well, you know. No way I'm heading back to the station like this."

What's next?

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