So . . . how about that Crisis on Earth-X, huh, guys???? :D

I was super stoked to see SuperArrow, even if it was the Nazi take on it. Honestly, just seeing Oliver and Kara together in some form was pretty awesome. :) Oliver literally invaded another Earth just to try and find a heart for his wife . . . I'm not sure if I should be shipping Nazis, but come on, I thought that was cute.

And the big elephant in the crossover . . . poor, poor Martin Stein. :( For those of you that think killing him off was a bad move, I disagree wholeheartedly. Yes, it would have been nice to see him actually retire and get a happily ever after, but to be honest . . . that's a forgettable ending for a major character like Stein. He was a mentor to Team Flash, and he was a father figure to the Legends. He deserved an ending that we would never forget, and an emotional one, too. I have never cried during a TV show, and I could barely watch the rest of the Legends episode because Stein's death had me crying buckets. For him and Jax to have been planning what would happen once Stein retired, and for them to have come so close to separating safely . . . only for that connection being the one thing keeping Stein alive, but would ultimately kill Jax, too? Stein chose to take the serum to save his son. If that's not a worthy, emotional, and unforgettable death, I don't know what is. Props to you, CW, for having Martin Stein die as a Legend, as was fitting for such a character.

And on that note . . . hey, guys, welcome to the longest chapter in the book! :D And the best way to describe this chapter should be in the words of our favorite thief, Leonard Snart: "Make the plan, execute the plan . . . expect the plan to go off the rails." }:)

Enjoy chapter sixteen!

***

Lena scowled as she watched updates scroll on her phone. "Well, so far, the venue looks clean." She looked up as Kara came out of the dressing rooms in another designer dress. "Nothing for you to worry about."

"That just makes me worry more," Kara sighed before turning and looking in the mirror, wincing and fiddling with her ear. "No . . . cherry red is not my color."

"Mmm, maybe not," Lena admitted.

"That's why I keep telling her to wear green," Laurel poked her head out of another dressing room. "Stake her claim!"

"Oh, my God," Kara buried her face in her hands as Lena laughed. "Stop it!"

"Come on," Lena encouraged. "I know how important it is for you to bury my mother, but please, at least have some fun where you can."

"Fine, I'll try on the emerald," Kara sighed, heading back to the dressing rooms.

"Thank you!" Laurel grinned as she walked out of her dressing room, clad in a black dress with a slit in the skirt.

"Oh, look," Kara tilted her head, poking at her shoulder. "Fishnets."

"Stop stalling," Laurel gave her a small push, and Kara glared as she closed the door to her dressing room. Laurel snickered and walked out to where Lena was sitting and waiting. "What do you think?"

"I think you and Malcolm are going to look stunning together," Lena answered,

Laurel faked a gag, making Lena snort. "I don't know who's going to have a more interesting night: Oliver and Kara, or the two of us."

"Depends on if Malcolm's complaining as much as you are," Lena said innocently.

"Me and Malcolm Merlyn," Laurel rolled her eyes, turning to see her reflection in the mirror. "That's just . . . no."

"Oh, please," Lena rolled her eyes. "There are probably worse men you could go with."

Laurel tilted her head back and forth. "Chase," she finally said before making a show of sticking out her tongue.

"No," Kara walked out of the dressing room, and Lena's eyebrows shot up when she saw her storm out in the emerald dress she had vehemently protested against . . . and now wore like a queen, she thought, seeing Laurel do a double take as well. "Do not even joke about that. We don't speak of that . . . jerk . . . person ever again."

"Wow," Lena blinked, still surprised.

"You kill in that color," Laurel grinned, folding her arms. "You're getting that dress."

"Really?" Kara sighed, turning to look in the mirror, only to blink. "Oh," she tilted her head, considering how she looked. "Actually . . . "

"Told you," Laurel smirked smugly.

"Fine, emerald it is," Kara sighed, turning around, but there was a pleased look on her face, too. "Thank you, Lena."

"Of course," Lena waved a hand. "It's my fundraiser you could potentially get killed at. Might as well spoil you while I can."

"Thanks for reminding me," Kara drooped slightly, walking over to her purse and pulling out her phone.

"Hey," Laurel walked over, putting her hand on Kara's shoulder. "We're not going to let that happen, OK? We promised, and we're going to keep it."

"Samantha died keeping it," Kara mumbled.

"And Henshaw is going to pay for what he did," Laurel vowed. "You're not the only one hurting because of her death, Kara."

Kara blew out her breath, closing her eyes. "I want this to end," she said, her voice cracking. "And I want it to end now."

"The fundraiser's tonight, so it's sooner than you think," Lena stood, putting her hand on Kara's other shoulder. "Mother will get what she deserves, Kara. Hell, Oliver will probably deliver her head to you on a platter if you ask him to."

Kara's lips quirked in a grin. "He probably would."

"Are you kidding?" Laurel snorted. "There's no probably, Kara. He just would."

Kara couldn't help but smile more. "I have the best boyfriend."

"Yes, you do," Lena chuckled, patting her on the back. "Go get changed, I'll pay for the dresses."

(I don't usually interrupt in the middle of a chapter, but these are the dresses Kara and Laurel are getting.)

(Figured I'd let you see now. You won't be distracted from freaking out later that way.)

***

Oliver pulled out his phone when it chirped, keeping an eye on Dig and Rene getting suits fitted, Malcolm already returning from the changing rooms. "Those are the rest of the details," he said, holding up his phone. "The invites from L-Corp, and Felicity and Winn have made sure we actually exist."

"That would be interesting to explain," Rene quipped before thanking the man helping him.

"I remember what these parties were like in Star City," Malcolm wrinkled his nose.

"Oh, don't remind me," Oliver sighed. "Those were the worst."

"Was that because you usually had some place to be?" Malcolm raised an eyebrow.

"No, I just hated them," Oliver snorted.

"That makes two of us."

"Man, how did we get here?" Dig wondered, shaking his head in disbelief. "Originally it was just you, me, and Felicity, and now we're here with ten plus from Star City, metahumans, and you're now dating the most powerful person we've ever met."

"Typical Wednesday, huh, Hoss?" Rene smirked.

"It won't be tonight," Oliver narrowed his eyes, draping the hanger bag with his suit over his arm.

"Mmm, corrupt woman with a black ops organization formerly working for the government?" Malcolm tilted his head back and forth. "You sure about that, Oliver?"

Oliver smirked. "Except this organization is going to stay ashes when we're through with it."

***

Lillian smirked when she saw the news report advertising her daughter's fundraiser at L-Corp. She knew the poor girl was expecting Cadmus to make a show of the event and turn the public against Supergirl.

Oh, she didn't need to be there to see that happen.

She turned when she heard the door open, and she raised an eyebrow when Henshaw walked in. "Was the package delivered?" she asked.

"Yes," Henshaw nodded. "They have no idea it's there."

"Good," Lillian's face split with her cruel smirk, turning back to the report. "Let's see you win this time, Supergirl."

***

"Alpha Group, comms check," Winn called as he handed a Bluetooth device to Rene.

"Supergirl, check," Kara fiddled with hers.

"Green Arrow, check," Oliver looked around.

"Dark Archer, check," Malcolm pulled a set of gloves on, hiding his cybernetic hand.

"Black Siren, check," Laurel nodded.

"Spartan, check," Dig slid a gun into the inside of his suit jacket.

"Wild Dog, check," Rene finished as he put the Bluetooth in his ear.

"Beta Group?" Felicity looked up from her tablet.

"Deathstroke, check," Slade answered.

"al Ghul, check," Nyssa nodded.

"Speedy, check," Thea double checked her arrows.

"Black Canary, check," Dinah snapped her staff to full length.

"That's everyone," Cisco nodded, adjusting his own Bluetooth as Iris, Quentin, and William watched on.

Kara watched J'onn, Alex, and Maggie put comms of their own on, and she jumped slightly when she felt a hand on her back. She smiled sheepishly at Oliver as he looked at her in concern. "You ready?" he asked.

"Yeah," Kara nodded slowly. "I am." She looked up at him, swallowing slightly. "But that terrifies me."

"Scared is good," Oliver nodded. "I'd be worried if you weren't. These guys have been the bane of your existence for so long. And we're about to go to war with them. You're allowed to be scared, Kara."

"Good," she took in a shaky breath. "Because I definitely am."

"Hey, guys," James called, and the group turned as he entered. "Cars are here."

Kara stiffened slightly, and Oliver nodded. "Thank you, James."

William shuffled forward, then hugged Kara around the waist. She blinked, surprised, then Oliver stumbled slightly when he hugged him next. "Don't let them kill you?" he asked.

Oliver chuckled. "We'll come back, buddy."

"You won't get rid of us that easily," Kara smiled.

Oliver looked around the D.E.O. at those willing to charge headfirst into battle, then nodded at those with him and Kara. "Let's go."

James led them out of the D.E.O., and Laurel frowned when Malcolm leaned down to her. "I'm getting the feeling Kara wasn't the first one to choose her dress?" he smirked.

Despite herself, Laurel grinned smugly. "Whatever gave you that idea?"

Malcolm chuckled and shook his head, the two of them following behind Oliver and Kara, Dig and Rene in the rear.

***

James, Dig, and Rene met up with Cat just outside of the venue. "About time," she raised an eyebrow.

"Can't be too careful," Oliver shook his head, placing his hand on the small of Kara's back.

Cat conceded the point, and playing the part of bodyguard perfectly, Dig gestured to the venue. "Shall we?"

Cat scoffed under her breath, but she was smirking slightly as she walked forward. Rene and Dig followed behind, with James behind them. Oliver held his arm out for Kara, and she took it with a smile, adjusting her glasses slightly. Malcolm offered his to Laurel, who sighed and took it as well. The two pairs followed after the others, showing their invites to the guards standing at the doors. Before they entered, Oliver turned to casually look around. If he had been anyone else, he would have seen nothing out of the ordinary.

Of course, that meant he saw the glint of a orange caribiners on the next building over. He turned back around, leading Kara inside, whispering, "Alpha, on site."

"Beta, on site," Slade answered. "Good luck, kid."

***

"God help us," Quentin muttered, hearing confirmations come in.

"That's everyone," Iris looked up on the large monitor.

"Pulling up security cameras now," Felicity typed away at her computer. She blinked suddenly, then narrowed her eyes. "Someone's already in."

"Cadmus?" Curtis asked.

"Has to be," Winn sighed. "It can never be easy, can it?"

"Easy is boring," Felicity snorted.

"Come on, it would be nice, though."

"Can you kick 'em out?" Cisco interrupted.

"But then they'd know you're on to them," William said from behind them, making all five look back at him. "I mean, if they don't know that, you can track them, right?"

Felicity grinned. "Definitely Oliver's kid." She turned around, her fingers moving faster. "Oh, Cadmus, where are you hiding?"

***

Lillian leaned forward expectantly when she saw the group enter the venue. "There they are."

"There are more than we expected," Henshaw mused.

"Oh, there's nothing to fear from Cat Grant," Lillian rolled her eyes. Her gaze focused on one man, and she narrowed her eyes to slits, pointing. "But him, on the other hand . . . "

Henshaw narrowed his eyes, seeing the black-haired man she pointed out, a stunning blonde in black on his arm. "He was another choice of targets."

Lillian raised a hand to the Bluetooth device in her ear. "The man in black with the woman in black," she said sharply. "Deal with him."

"And what of him?" Henshaw pointed towards the man with the Kryptonian.

Lillian folded her arms. "We watch," she answered simply.

***

"Oh, I can smell it already," Cat wrinkled her nose as the group made their way to where Lena was speaking to a few men no one recognized. "Fresh checkbooks ready to make it look like their owners care."

"Hopefully, that makes you one that does," Lena smirked as she walked over.

"Please," Cat rolled her eyes. "I named Supergirl. Of course I care."

Kara blushed bashfully, making Oliver chuckle. "Nice party, Lena."

"Thank you," Lena nodded. "Only the best to support National City's finest." She looked around, then lowered her voice. "Any trouble?"

"Overwatch?" Dig looked up. "Anything?"

"Someone else is in the security feed," Felicity answered. "Working on tracing the signal. It's taking a while, though."

"Cadmus is tough to hack," Winn added.

There was a snort. "They haven't met me."

"So they're watching," Rene scowled. "At least we know that."

"Keep working," Oliver ordered. "Beta team? Anything outside?"

***

"Nothing," Dinah scowled, folding her arms as she walked across the roof, Thea absently twirling her bow. "You'd think they'd have at least some vehicle if they were here."

"Watching via cameras doesn't mean they need people here to get their job done," Slade pointed out.

"There is no sign of Kryptonite?" Nyssa asked, just to clarify.

"Zilch," Cisco answered, sounding confused.

"And that's the only weakness we have for Supergirl," J'onn said.

"Then what the hell are they planning?" Thea wondered.

***

"Good question," Oliver muttered, looking around. Kara, Cat, and James were still speaking with Lena, Dig and Rene keeping them in clear sight. Malcolm and Laurel were making rounds of the room, both of them flashing smiles he could obviously tell were forced. "If anyone stands out, say something."

Malcolm grimaced slightly as the last businessman he spoke to moved away. "I'd say everyone, but who doesn't at a gala like this?"

"Aww, not having fun like you used to?" Laurel quirked an eyebrow.

Malcolm sighed, looking around the room. "You try being in a room where everyone's pulling an act and you're an assas – ack!"

Oliver turned around and raised an eyebrow when Malcolm yelped, and he smirked when he saw Malcolm cringe as Laurel smiled sweetly and lifted her heel from his toes. "You were saying?" she asked.

"Really?" Malcolm sneered.

Laughter came over the comms. "Next time, don't try and say you're an assassin, wizard."

"Magician," Malcolm narrowed his eyes.

"Same thing."

"Oh, I hate you."

"No, you don't."

"Will the two of you stop being children?" Dinah complained.

"I don't think there's a chance of that," Laurel sighed, even as Malcolm grumbled under his breath, Slade still chuckling.

Kara giggled, walking towards the buffet table, only to sway on her feet slightly. She blinked, straightening herself, before frowning and looking around, peering over her glasses. She frowned further when she didn't see any Kryptonite at all. "That's weird," she mumbled before turning around to get some snacks.

***

Lillian smirked, seeing the Kryptonian stagger. "So it begins."

***

"A drink, sir?" a waiter asked as he passed Malcolm by.

"No, thank you," Malcolm shook his head absently.

Laurel tilted her head, seeing there was only one flute of champagne left. "If I may?" she tilted her head with a smirk, reaching for it.

The waiter smiled and held the tray out, and Laurel took the drink. Malcolm raised an eyebrow as she turned back around. "The Laurel I knew originally turned into an alcoholic after my son died," Malcolm revealed to her, making Laurel tilt her head, listening. "She only drank club soda after that."

"I'm not that Laurel," she reminded him, sipping the champagne.

"I know you're not," Malcolm assured her. "Doesn't mean it's not weird."

Laurel made a show of looking around where they were. "Said while we're at a fundraiser gala held by a Luthor celebrating a Kryptonian, who Luthors are supposed to hate."

"I know," Malcolm rolled his eyes, and Laurel's shoulders shook as she laughed slightly. "Spare me."

***

Kara shook her head at their antics, turning around –

She gasped, eyes wide, backing up in shock. The waitress looking at her gasped as well, hurrying to make sure she didn't spill her drinks. "I'm so sorry, ma'am," she apologized. "Is everything OK?"

"Yeah," Kara breathed, blinking rapidly. "Yeah, I'm . . . I'm fine," she nodded hastily. "You just looked extremely similar to someone I know."

"If you're sure, ma'am," the waitress nodded, and Kara watched her go, eyes wide.

She was certain that woman had just looked like Evelyn Sharpe.

***

"Felicity," Cisco groaned.

"Damn, these guys are good," Felicity gritted her teeth, hunched over as she worked.

"I don't get it," Quentin paced. "Cadmus is in the security cameras, but that's it, right? No soldiers, no Kryptonite?"

"Still no sign of soldiers," Maggie confirmed.

"And nothing on satellites indicating Kryptonite," Winn gestured to his tablet.

"This makes no sense," Iris rubbed her forehead. "Is this some kind of trick? Get us paranoid, and catch us off guard?"

"No, that's not Cadmus," Winn shook his head. "That's not something they would do."

"Well, they've got to be doing something," Curtis snorted. "Why else would they be in the cameras?"

***

Oliver turned around when he heard Kara make another noise. He frowned, putting his hand on her arm. "You OK?" he asked.

"Yeah," Kara gulped, nodding, tearing her eyes away from a waitress of Middle Eastern descent. "Fine."

"You're sure?" he asked.

"Yeah," Kara nodded insistently. "I'm fine." Oliver gave her a look, and Kara sighed. "Is it just me, or does she look like Talia?"

Oliver did a double take, looking at the waitress again. "Slightly," he frowned. "I guess since you saw her the once, you might think that."

"OK," Kara relaxed. "Thanks."

Oliver watched her go speak with Lena again before frowning and doing another scan of the room. If he was being completely honest with himself, he wasn't reminded of Talia at all by that waitress.

***

Malcolm eyed the waitress as she passed as well before shaking his head. He didn't think she looked like Talia, either.

A glint from above made him look up, and he whistled lowly when he saw the chandelier in the center of the room. The manager passing by stopped and looked up. "Impressive, isn't it?" he asked.

"Very," Malcolm nodded. "Crystal?"

"And silver," the manager confirmed. "Delivered last night. We just got it up in time for the fundraiser."

"Mmm," Malcolm nodded. "Looks good in here." The manager nodded and started to leave, then looked back. "Are you all right, ma'am?"

"Fine," Laurel answered, and blinking, Malcolm turned to see Laurel give the manager a smile. "Thank you."

Malcolm frowned, seeing she looked slightly pale. "You don't look like it."

"Probably just the crowd," Laurel looked around at how packed the venue was.

"I can handle it in here if you want to go?" Malcolm offered.

"No," she shook her head. "I'm staying."

***

"You don't look too hot, blondie," Rene frowned, walking up to where Kara was leaning on a table, chowing down on a few chocolates.

"No, no, nothing's wrong," Kara shook her head. "Just . . . nervous, I guess."

"I can get Oliver?" Rene offered.

"No," Kara shook her head. "I swear, Rene, I'm fine. Just . . . " She looked around, tensing slightly. "Getting some bad flashbacks."

Rene nodded slowly, then backed off, and Kara turned her back to where she had just been looking, taking deep breaths.

There was no way Digger Harkness was at this gala. How could he be? The man was dead!

***

Slade growled low in his throat, shaking his head. "It's been at least an hour," he looked around. "They could have pulled something already."

"You'd think they would have," Thea remarked.

"Cadmus is very bold in what they do," J'onn said. "I agree. This isn't like them."

***

"Seriously, they could have shut cameras down, which would have made our jobs much harder," Felicity chewed on a pen cap.

"They could have had soldiers under cover, or even barge in there," Quentin agreed.

"So why the hell aren't they doing anything?" Cisco reiterated.

"What, are they expecting Kara's just going to reveal herself or something?" Iris scoffed.

***

"Malcolm."

"What?" Malcolm sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"I just realized something."

"What?" he turned around, only to blink at what he saw.

Laurel had her hand raised towards one of the lights, and was tilting her head. She then turned to him and gave him a confused look. "I can see through my hand."

" . . . excuse me?" Malcolm blinked again.

"What did she just say?" Thea sounded like she was trying not to laugh.

"No, really, I can see through my hand," Laurel insisted, frowning. "Should I be able to do that?"

"No," Malcolm shook his head, grabbing her arm and leading her off. When she started to stumble, he cursed. "Laurel's been drugged!"

"They're here," Dig growled, looking around, Rene on guard as well.

***

"That's impossible," Curtis straightened in his chair. "We've been keeping an eye on everything all night. Nothing's gone wrong."

There was a pause, then Malcolm cursed. "That waiter that offered me a drink. There was only one glass on the tray, and he specifically asked me."

"The drug was meant for you?" Nyssa asked, surprised.

"When Cadmus attacked Kara in the bar, I was unmasked," Malcolm reminded them, making Felicity's eyes widen. "They know my face."

"Which means they had to see you come in," Winn turned to the computer. "Felicity!"

"Working on it!" Felicity insisted.

***

"Work faster," Oliver ordered, watching Malcolm usher Laurel towards the door. "Who knows what can happen to the rest of – " Glass shattered suddenly, and Oliver spun around, only to see Kara stagger away from one of the tables. "Kara!" he ran towards her at once.

Questions immediately started coming from all directions on comms, but he and Dig made it to Kara at the same time. "Kara?" Dig asked.

"You OK?" Oliver asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.

He was caught off guard when she shoved him away. "Keep him away," Kara hissed, turning towards Dig, who blinked in shock. "He needs to stay away!"

"What the hell, Hoss?" Rene blinked as he and James ran up.

"Kid, what's going on?" Slade demanded.

"Kara just dropped her glass, and now she wants Oliver to stay away from her," Dig answered.

"Why the hell would she want that?" James frowned.

"Not Oliver," Kara shook her head, eyes wide as she looked up at Dig. "How can you say he's Oliver?"

Oliver blinked rapidly, still trying to keep up. "Kara, of course that's Oliver," Lena looked at her in confusion.

"Who else could he be?" Rene frowned.

Kara just gawked at him. "I'm not crazy!"

"I'm not saying you are, blondie!"

"Then why are you telling me that's not Prometheus?"

Oliver's jaw dropped, and even Rene took a few steps back.

***

"I'm sorry, did I hear that right?" Quentin shook his head. "Did Kara just call Oliver Prometheus?"

"That doesn't make any sense!" Curtis shook his head. "Why would Kara think Oliver is Prometheus?"

"She thought she saw Talia al Ghul earlier," Oliver added.

"Talia?" Nyssa repeated.

They were interrupted by a loud swear from Alex. "Whoa, cool it, Danvers," Cisco frowned.

"She thought she saw her?" Alex demanded.

"I just said that!" Oliver growled.

"Like a hallucination?"

Pause. "I . . . suppose? Maybe. I don't think she'd answer if I asked her!"

"She said she kept getting flashbacks," Rene added.

"Danvers?" Maggie asked, sounding cautious. "You're scaring me."

"I'm scared!" Alex cried.

"Agent Schott, what types of Kryptonite are you scanning for?" J'onn demanded.

"Uh," Winn pulled up schematics. "The usual, of course!"

"And by the usual, do you mean green and red?"

"Yeah, you know that. Why are you – " Winn suddenly trailed off, and everyone looked at him when his face went dead white. "Uh oh."

"Uh oh?" Slade repeated.

"I don't like 'uh oh,'" Felicity stammered.

"No, no, no, this is an uh oh you definitely won't like," Winn shook his head, spinning around.

"Explain why!" Iris demanded.

"Because there's one type of Kryptonite we didn't get enough of to add to the database to be able to scan for," Winn answered, swallowing.

"What kind of Kryptonite is that?" Cisco asked.

"Silver," J'onn answered grimly. "In a large enough quantity, it can cause Kryptonians to go into deep hallucinations. It made her cousin believe she was his worst enemy."

Malcolm cursed as well. "And guess what big addition was delivered to the venue just this morning and is hiding right in plain sight?"

***

Lena paled when she saw the large crystal and silver chandelier dangling in the center of the venue. "Oh, my God."

Oliver looked down at Kara's arms, his eyes widening when he saw her skin. "John."

He looked down as well and sighed, closing his eyes. "She's got silver in her veins."

"Get her out of there, now!" J'onn barked, and Dig hauled Kara to her feet. "If the hallucinations get bad enough, she'll target someone!"

Dig, Rene, and Oliver quickly hurried Kara down the hall, only for Kara to stop dead in her tracks. "Kara, come on!" Dig spun around, only to freeze. "Oh, no."

"Oh, it's not good when you say that twice!" Felicity groaned.

Oliver swallowed. "Too late, J'onn."

Kara's eyes were starting to glow, her gaze locked on him. "This is my city," she growled, whipping her glasses off. "You are not taking anyone!"

"Oliver, get down!" Dig yelled.

Oliver dove into the next corridor, barely avoiding getting hit with heat vision. He heard yells over the comms, wincing. He could barely make out the sounds of screaming from the venue behind him, and he closed his eyes. "Well, Cadmus got what they wanted," he hissed. "Kara just tried to fry me, with all of National City's elite in the other room."

Cisco groaned and said what surely had to be going through most of Team Arrow's minds. "Some Wednesday!"

***

Some Wednesday indeed.

I don't think this fic should be much longer now! Silver Kryptonite Kara is next, then we get Cadmus going bye bye (hopefully), and then it's the end of the book! And after that . . . well, new book! :P

Keep an eye out, guys! The fun times roll next time!