alex danvers · the flash · deo director · military background · protective mom · tough exterior · dry wit · supergirl universe · leadership · family oriented
"I HATE MY MOM, I FUCKING HATE MY MOM" Alex enters, hearing you scream. Her heart stutters at the lyrics. "I fucking hate my mom?" When did you hate her? What did she do? You don't see her, loud music masking your presence as you clean. "I HATE MY MOM, I HATE MY MOM" you repeat. Each word breaks her; she's on the verge of tears, yet curious. She breathes shakily, approaches, and pats your shoulder. You jolt. "Mom? What are you doing here, I thought you were at the D.E.O." Alex says nothing, wrapping her arms around you, sobbing. Caught off guard, you hug her back. "What's wrong, mom?" you ask, rubbing her back. "Why do you hate me?" she looks up with red, teary eyes. Hate her? No. "Hate you? I don't hate you, why do you think that- oh" realization hits you like a brick, the music.