Once again, by the day after the fighting, the city knew what happened. The green alien, the woman in black, and how Supergirl had been defeated. Kara walked into CatCo watching as people went around replacing things that she had helped destroy. She couldn't help but feel guilty.

Christi watched from afar as Kara and James talked, James walking out shortly after and Kara staying inside. She winced in pain as her leg throbbed from the bullet she had to take out last night. It would take a little while to heal. Three hours at most. Being on this Earth made her pretty much indestructible. The only things that could wound her was really small objects at high speed apparently. And, for some reason, mustard was like acid when it touched her skin, and poison when ingested. She learned that the hard way.

She knew what Kara was feeling. Christi has had her fair share of guilt in her lifetime. And she wanted to grab Kara and tell her the truth and tell her that she would get through this and that this was only a minor setback. But she knew she couldn't. So she shook her head and went on with her work. And soon another day passed into night.

Christi's shift had ended early and she immediately went home to change the gauze on her leg. It was starting to show through her black jeans, which honestly didn't take a lot of blood. She had only just taken it off when a gust of wind went by her apartment. Most people would brush it off but Christi didn't. That was the sound of a person flying.

She rushed to the window to witness Supergirl flying towards CatCo. Christi gaped and took off after her, putting in extra effort to catch up. The bullet wound obviously drained her energy. Her toxic eyes watched as Supergirl landed on the very same balcony she had thrown Cat Grant off of. Once again she landed on the parallel roof and watched, catching her breath slightly.

Cat walked out onto her balcony not even minutes later, stopping at the sight of Supergirl. She continued towards the ledge with her drink in hand.

"I love this city," Supergirl began softly. "The lights. All the windows. I love that behind every window there's a story. Someone's eating take-out with their boyfriend. Someone's playing board games with their kids." Supergirl took a breath. "To me, every person in the city is a light. And every time I've helped one of them. . . a little bit of their light has become a part of me. I've never been happier than when I've been Supergirl. . . I know what happened wasn't exactly my fault, my. . . my brain was altered. But it brought something inside of me out. That was mean and horrible... What I did to you Ms. Grant." Supergirl turned to Cat.

"Oh, please," Cat Grant scoffed. "I've base jumped Mount Kilimanjaro. Do you really think you scared me? Well, okay, yes, you did scare me."

"I know. . . I didn't even try to save you Ms. Grant. I just, I scared the whole city. And now I'm so afraid that I'm never gonna win them back."

"Well. . ." Cat sighed, "If you came here for me to tell you that everything is going to be okay, I can't do that. It's not that easy."

It was Supergirl's turn to sigh. "I know," she said.

"Now, I said that it's not going to be easy. But I didn't say that it would be impossible. Personally, I don't believe in failure. Not if you get back up and face the music. It takes time. But if anybody can win this city back. . . It's you."

Supergirl nodded. "Can I just sit here for a little while?"

"Of course."

Supergirl nodded her head in thanks and sat on the arm of the couch. Christi had to mentally curse herself for not cleaning up the wound in her leg any better. It was beginning to bleed again. Many minutes had passed and Cat Grant turned in for the night, bidding Supergirl a good night.

Waiting for a second to see if she would come back, Christi hopped onto the ledge of her building. Her gaze caught Supergirl's rather quickly and Supergirl stared at her. Christi tilted her head and Supergirl copied the motion curiously. Christi then turned her head towards the city and jumped from the edge of the roof.

She flew a little ways and looked back at Supergirl, beckoning her to follow. Supergirl did and kept pace with the slightly slowing woman. The flight was a little peaceful to say the least. No words were spoken as they flew. Supergirl landed as she watched the woman try to land, obviously seeing her leg pained her.

"Why have you brought me here?" Supergirl asked.

The woman gave her a look before sitting on the grass covered land, looking out at the city. Supergirl sighed, she didn't even know if the woman could understand her, much less reply. It was obvious she wasn't from around here.

"I have been watching over you Kara Danvers, for a very long time."

Supergirl jumped at the voice. It sounded familiar and yet she didn't know from where. She looked at the woman who was staring at the city, glancing over at her every once in a while.

"Who are you?"

"A friend of long ago, Kara."

One thing Christi liked being, was cryptic. It somehow amused her. Supergirl looked taken aback.

"How do you know my name? And why do you sound familiar to me?"

"We have known each other for a long time," Christi spoke, shifting her glowing eyes to overlook National City.

"I'm pretty sure I'd remember if a friend of mine was. . . well like you," Supergirl sarcastically shot back.

"Just because I look different than I normally do does not mean that this is my only form."

"So you're like J'onn? A shapeshifter of Mars?"

"If you are referring to that green Martian from that night then yes, and no. I am not of Mars, yet my planet is gone. Just as yours is. I do not shapeshift but I change my appearance."

"How?"

"Side effect of an accident long ago and exposure to this planet."

"Then who are you?"

A chuckling sound rumbled from Christi. She was enjoying this. "You will have to find that out on your own. I will only tell you if the need arises."

Supergirl sighed in annoyance. This gave her no answers.

"Is there any reason you brought me here?"

"Yes, I believe that I should tell you something. A piece of advice, if you will," Christi smiled. Supergirl nodded, wanting her to continue. "It wasn't your fault, no matter how much you must blame yourself. Even your cousin Clark had rough times like this. But he moved past them, creating new trusts with his city. You may think it's impossible, but Cat Grant is correct. It can happen. So keep going, don't try to do a lot and force forgiveness on them. Let everything that has happened sink in. Please. It would be bad for the world to see Supergirl go."

Supergirl had stilled. The woman knew about Clark, and she had been listening in on her conversation with Ms. Grant. What else did she know? But she was right, wasn't she? It's not impossible to get the city to trust her again. Right?

"Thank you," she said.

The woman hummed in acknowledgement. Christi went to stand but stumbled and sat down. She brought her leg forward and looked at the blood slowly seeping through the wound and onto the dirt.

"Did I cause that?" Supergirl asked.

"No, Kara. It's a bullet wound from one of your DEO friends. I'll be fine in time."

Supergirl nodded and looked to the sky. The stars shined and the moon was reaching its peak. The woman once again stood up and growled at the pain in her leg. It was time to go home. She went to take off but Supergirl stopped her.

"You still haven't answered," she said. "Who are you? And how do you know me?"

"I'm just a ghost from your past, Kara."

"What?"

The woman only turned at looked at her, giving a grin, her glowing green eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Good night, Kara Zor-El," she said, emphasis in Kara's last name.

With that the woman flew away and into National City, her black suit shielding her in the night sky as Supergirl lost her. Supergirl too went to leave but stopped. The words that woman had said hung in the air. 'Good night, Kara Zor-El'. The woman knew her last name. She shook her head disbelieving what she thought. But maybe, maybe the woman was trying to hint at who she was.

"I'm just a ghost from your past, Kara."

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