Laurel woke to the sound of someone pounding on her front door. She stumbles out of bed, gently enough not to wake Matt, and goes to open the front door. Stood in the doorway was a sobbing Kara Danvers. "Woah. Hey." Laurel says, and hugs her friend. "What's wrong?" She led Kara inside.
"S-Steve. He's g-gone."
"Gone? Like..."
"Y-yes."
"Oh, Kara. I'm so sorry." She sniffs.
"I'm going to have to raise our son alone."
"Wait... What? Did he know?"
"N-no..." Kara sobs.
"Oh, Kara." Laurel hugs her friend. "I'm sorry."
"I don't know what I'm going to do." Kara looked horrible, her eyes were large and wild, she looked exhausted and stressed, and the skin around her eyes were puffy from crying.
"You can take a nap on the couch." Laurel says, leading her friend to the living room. Matt had come out of their bedroom.
"What's going on?" He says.
"Kara is going to stay here for a little bit." Laurel says. She walks up to Matt. "Steve is dead, and she's going to have a baby. She needs to have a friend right now." Matt nods slowly.
"You can stay as long as you need." He smiles.
"Thank you." Kara's tired, blue eyes shine with appreciation.