Every time.

I promise I won't judge

"You should encourage him to talk to you about his feelings more"

"And how exactly do I do that?" I ask, turning back towards her.

"Just be there. Listen to what he has to say, and if he doesn't wanna talk give him space, he'll come to you when he's ready" Alex says, before moving her hand over my knee.

"Thanks Alex" I say, before moving to engulf her into gentle hug.

"You're welcome" Alex replies before pulling away to place her hands on my shoulders. "And do me a favor" Alex says, smirking a bit.

"Yeah of course" I reply, confused with her sudden change of facial expression.

"Open up to him. Both of you need to open open up to each other" Alex says, now smiling gingerly.

"Oh like you're one to talk!" I remark chuckling lightly. Alex quickly following in suit.

"Okay, okay. We all have some mental trauma that we don't wanna talk about, but seriously a relationship only grows when both people are open and honest with themselves and with each other" Alex says in a serious tone, but her eyes are sparkling with sadness.

"What's wrong?" I ask, noticing the look in her eye.

"Nothings wrong, I'm just thinking of something that'll help Mon-Els headaches.

"Alex..." I start not believing her.

"Kara I'm fine" Alex affirms softly.

"Okay, okay" I mumble not completely believing her. So much for being open. "Come by my place when you're leave done here, okay?" Maybe I can talk to her about this later.

"Okay" Alex responds, nodding.

"I love you" I say, before giving her a quick peck on the forehead, and moving to get up.

"You too"

******

"So you're telling me that I used to work at an alien dive bar?" Mon-El ask, as I open the door to the loft. We just dropped off a very drunk Winn back to his place, and we've made it back 30 minutes before Alex is supposed to be coming over. Mon-El suggested warming up the meal he was making earlier, so that we could all have dinner together. "No wonder some people there recognized me"

"Yep. You made a pretty mean club soda" I remark chuckling softly.

"What's club soda?" Mon-El ask, taking me back a bit, do they not have club soda in the 31st?

"Uh, it's basically carbonated water. I ordered a glass from the bar today" I answer, not feeling that down, because he'd remember all of this sooner or later.

"Oh okay" Mon-El replies smiling softly. "Well I'm gonna go prepare the pasta, and warm up the sauce" Mon-El says, before moving towards the kitchen.

"Uh okay I'll be in the shower" I mumble quietly as I head to the bathroom. It's gonna be hard to get him to open up, but I'll be patient with him, just like he's always been patient with me.

******

"Where is she? She said she would be here in 15 minutes!" I remark impatiently looking at my watch. "That was 15 minutes ago!" I whine, causing Mon-Els calming laugh to ring from the kitchen.

"She's probably stuck in traffic" Mon-El suggest. He's just about done with dinner and Alex is a no show.

"She would've called" I declare, seated at the already set dining table.