A month had passed since Alex was shot, all recovered she had finally overcome the need for a nursemaid, much to everyone's relief and her disappointment she had enjoyed having (y/n) around all the time, it had shocked her when she had actually taken time off work.
"Will you stop sighing like a balloon with a puncture." Kara had spent an hour listening to her sister being over dramatic.
"I am not doing anything." Aside from missing ( y/n).
"Yes you are, you are annoying if you want to see (y/n) go and see her." Kara had been saying the same thing for the last two hours, she was beginning to wonder whether she should record it and play it on a loop.
"Her Father is there I can't go over, she didn't invite me." Alex kept replaying what she had overheard on the phone that night a few months before, for days she had been uncomfortable with the idea that he would talk her out of being with her.
"Just pretend to be a delivery guy or something, he's never seen you right, so how will he know?" Kara reasoned.
"He is a detective Kara and from what (y/n) says he is a really good one there is no pulling the wool over this guys eyes. "
"Fine, stop sighing then and watch the movie."
Long moments passed before Alex found her eyes straying to the clock on the wall and releasing yet another long sigh, leaping off the sofa barely managing not to throw the bowl of popcorn into the air Kara faced her sister with a face of rage.
"Alex just go!"
" But this is my apartment. "
"No go and see (y/n) and forget about her father."
Alex sat thinking about whether she should be going, was it okay to be selfish even to steal just one kiss? Maybe even two or three if she could get that lucky.
It took two seconds before she sprang from her seat, give Kara a quick hug and left her apartment, leaving a happy Kara to eat her popcorn and watch her movie in peace.
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(y/n) had spent five whole days as a prisoner to her father's annoying habits, five days of his quirky personality that always became a distant memory when he left but came flooding back like a tidal wave when he visited her.
This visit his one topic of conversation had been Alex.
"Alex!" ( y/n) stared wide-eyed with a mix of alarm and a soul-deep need to be held tightly in her strong arms. "What are you doing here?" Dropping her tone to a whisper her eyes darted behind her cautiously.
"I missed you." Alex rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, making the chef's heart melt. God, you are cute.
Risking it (y/n) rushed forward and landed a hard and eager kiss on a surprised Alex, the same one she had been dreaming of ever since day two of her father's visit and she was beginning to crave some alone time with the agent.
Fists clenched in the dark-eyed woman's shirt she deepened the kiss, breathing in every scent that was Alex to store for when she was left alone again.
A cough from behind her startled them both, turning she came face to face with her father.
"Is this how you greet everyone who knocks your door (y/n) or can I assume this is the infamous Alex Danvers." ( y/f/n) (l/n) stood his arms crossed over his chest, in contrast to (y/n) he was a big man, his arms looked like barrels and his chest was muscular.
"Daddy this is Alex." ( y/n) said quietly, taking her hand and pulling her inside closing the door behind them.
"Hello Mr (l/n)" Alex pushed her hand out to shake his, the man just stared at her.
" So you are the Danvers woman. "
"Err yes I am."
"And you're with Homeland? my daughter tells me." Pursing his lips he took in the way his daughter held on to her hand, noticed the agents finger that gently caressed ( y/n) 's. Interesting.
"Yes, sir."
"So Agent Danvers with Homeland what are your intentions regarding my daughter?"
(y/n) covered her eye with her free hand and groaned aloud. Why did he say that?
"My intentions are honorable sir." Alex tried to reassure the man, while ( y/n) silently mourned. Why honorable?
"My daughter tells me you were shot."
Alex couldn't work out whether he was asking a question or making a statement. "Err yes sir I was shot while on duty."
"Alex my daughter and I were about to eat, you will join us." with that ( y/f/n) walked away into the kitchen.
"That wasn't a request was it?" Alex turned to her girlfriend who was still watching where her father had disappeared to.
" No. "
"Oh." Alex thought back to her last lunch with a partner's father how awkward it had been, and how badly it had ended. This would be the same right?
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They all sat around the kitchen table (y/f/n) taking up a lot of space with his giant arms rested on the table, Alex noticed how his hard face took on a soft quality as he watched his daughter, the way his face lit up with pride as he recounted his only child's achievements.
"The best news was finding out she was coming home, sadly not to Metropolis but this is close enough." He laughed, maybe having his daughter around would cramp his style or give the ladies he dated the idea he wanted commitment.
"You just hated the flight to come and see me." ( y/n) laughed.
Alex marveled at how easy they were with each other, was this what happened when a teenage girls mother left her alone with her father or were they always like this?
"Yes, now let me embarrass (y/n) with a little story." The detective's eyes were alight with mischief as his daughter buried her head in her hands, lifting her head only to send a pleading look at Alex, who smiled and patted her hand.
"(y/n) was a very hyperactive kid so we signed her up for pee wee baseball."
" Oh no, Dad not this one. "
Her father chuckled. "The first game she is up for the bat, she has seen five kids go before her, so she steps up, pulls back her bat like I taught her and strikes the ball " His arms move around with vivid animation recalling that day looking at Alex but occasionally turning to watch his daughter.
"She hits the ball long, it's amazing we all jumped to our feet and cheered." He demonstrated by doing this at the dinner table the scrape of his chair echoing around.
"Everyone is shouting for her to run, so she does but the wrong way!" His face red he bent over double and laughed at the memory.
"I'd never watched baseball before." (y/n) defended herself as Alex tried not to laugh, it was getting harder.
"Yeah, but sweetie five kids went before you." ( y/f/n) reasoned as he wiped a tear from his eye.
"But none of that beats when she threw up all over her prom date, I never saw a guy bring his prom date home two hours early covered in sick and barely touching her." He thought for a second. " It saved him actually, I thought I'd have to kill him."
"Someone please kill me." (y/n) pleaded.
Forgetting she had a paternal audience Alex leaned over (y/n)'s head kissed it and whispered. "It's okay you saw me pee so we're about even."
(y/f/n) watched his daughter's shoulders lift up and down as she laughed, Alex laughing with her it was a scene he had never seen his child in.
Feeling comfortable enough (y/n) risked a quick kiss and leaned into the woman, her face still red but ablaze with happiness.
Alex still smiled but she worried about showing such open affection in front of the burly man, she expected a reaction, what she got was a wide grin as he watched them. This never happened last time.
"I like you, Danvers." He suddenly declared, smiling at the shocked look on both women's faces.
" I was trying to get my little girl to dump a troublemaker agent before you got here. " I was right. Unease settled in her stomach.
"She was having none of it when my girl knows what she wants no one can convince her differently."
"And watching you, I think your good for my daughter."
Parental approval, what is going on?