Alex POV

The alarm clock was crashed into the wall, at the second it beeped. Which made Alex grumble a little. It was the third this month, but she wouldn't dare complain to the Destroyer. Who in their right mind would? The woman was a walking bang.

The redhead breath heavily, which made Jena cling even closer to her body, hidden face in her neck. While Mara kept her arms around the waist, one leg over hers, and Jena's. Commander Danvers' mornings were this Renaissance painting, painted on the legs and hands of the two women, their faces always resting on her body.

"What time is it?" Muttered Jena, the computer addict, was the most difficult to get out of bed, because she was always the last to sleep, because of the night code screens routine.

"Time to get up," yelped Mara, the first to jump off the sheets. Athletic on a rigid training routine, which showed her vigor in keeping herself energetic even in the night activities. Sitting with her long hair down, her muscular back, with a thin but long scar. Almost impossible not to touch. The brunette shivered at the redhead's fingertips, caressing the long mark. Alex smiled until she choked with the hacker's lips on her neck.

"Jena," she sighed, as the younger one sucked a little harder. "No marking out of uniform, and it's time to go," she snorted.

"As if I didn't have some hickeys to hide with makeup, thanks to you, who always starts commander," muttered the young woman, running her fingers over her belly, stiff from the contact.

"There's no way to defend you in this one, commander," laughed Mara, sliding the sheets off their bodies. Positioning herself over the redhead and taking her lips, then Jena's. Which left Alex free to run away, but who said she could, in the first dodge she was pulled by the heel, and flipped over onto her back on the bed. "Where you going, commander?" Mara smiled, pronouncing very slowly when calling her.

"Guys, it's time," said the redhead, just before she heard a wet sound coming from under the Destroyer.

"Hey, stop it, short one" asked the melting brunette, with Jena on her back, and her hands between the taller's thighs.

"But you are already so juicy, maybe you need a bath to fix it, don't you think she needs another bath, commander?" said Jena, while the wet sound of the hacker's fingers in the other jump on.

Jena's gaze was hungry, and Mara's thirsty gaze didn't help.

Damn, why the hell did these two have to be so good?

"You two are hell." declared Alex, just before diving into the inevitable morning exercise.

Yeah, that wouldn't be a very easy morning.

***

"Commander on the bridge." Indiud declared, and everyone saluted.

"Sorry I'm late. I had a problem with my shower." said, sure that no one would buy the lie, but they pretended they did, and life goes on.

That authorization paperwork, loss reports, and spreadsheets for the next few weeks took up the entire morning. The normal, or new normal, in recent years, of course. Intelligence reports referring to the four supers were the only one to receive more attention.

"This fifth reading," Said of the electromagnetic peak besides the four others. "Who are you?" She squinted at the reading charts and on the screen with the nightmare's last location. "Captain Erough, take command. I need some time to think, and a copy of everything we have on the four supers."

"Yes ma'am, should I pass the data to the commanders?" Asked the new captain.

"No, I do it myself. In a few hours, the commanders will be here, with a load of supplies from Lion's fort. Only Arlet and Sigmeyer aren't coming. But let me know when the others are arrive." Asked, signing another clipboard in the captain's hands.

The redhead went to her room with three more reams of paper and two external hard drives. It would be a long day of study. Once in her private room, she heard the shower and Jena hum. Luckily, she didn't mind the hacker's schedule, not even if was the Destroyer changing day for night. The night shift always needed volunteers.

"We're intense

In a loop on 24/7, don't want it to end

But reality's waitin', they say better come up for air soon

Yeah, come up for air soon

Make a change, hmmm"

She deposited the papers on her desk and turned on the computer. The login password: I KEEP SPINNIN.

She laughed a little at the shower singer, mistaken and changing the chorus, and smiled a little painfully at the screen as she opened the wallpaper of an old photo. Her with her sister, and Lena. Long before everything, long before the nightmare.

"You're afraid

The way I love you now and my love in the past are the same

And the things that I say are exactly what I used to tell them

And that really hurts me, but I know, mmm"

Alex looked at the keyboard, and humming the music from the bathroom, she typed the commands to access the intelligence server, and connected the external hard drives to the USB inputs.

"Fallin' again

and don't understand

Never my plan, no"

"I'm in a cycle

Yeah I admit it

How can I change it when I don't know when I'm in it?

I'm on a cycle

wear this is different

Don't wanna end it, if you leave then I keep spinnin'

I'm in a cycle"

"You know the lyrics," Jena purred, hugging her from behind the chair.

"It's kinda hard not to know. You sing it in the shower every time." replied, leaning her head back on her shoulders. The scent of cherry shampoo, and the agency's standard herbal soap, surrounded her, taking some of the weight off the thick metallic air of the fort.

Both remained in the tender contact for a while. Those few moments to be their breath out from the cruel reality.

"I'm so happy when you smile, listening to you sing no matter how off-key." She whispered she in Alex's ears.

"I also like it when you sing in my shower. As horrible as your memory for the chorus is." She laughed and got a pinch on the shoulder.

"Mara is the singer here, not me." snorted the hacker.

"She wasn't very in tune this morning," said Alex, and they both ended up laughing, remembering how out of tune she was in the shower with them, if there were tune moans.

A few more hours went by, miraculously dressed in the hacker's presence. Setting up and mis-configuring the data, in an attempt to discover the origin of the supers, or their whereabouts, as contact was lost during the combat. They nailed more data to the board on the wall, and at one point, some push pins came loose. Alex nailed them up again, at somewhere that hadn't been pierced yet.

That board had been used a lot for some time, in a self-destructive search, one that almost stole her life, but luckily, or just bad luck, it was wiped from her after being choused as a victim by the nightmare. She twisted her mouth, but pushed the thought away before the memory of CADMUS dragged her back.

"Fucking shit system," Jena barked at her notebook screen. "Whoever did this mess of codes was too sure of what they were doing, or too lost. The pattern looks a little like the lines we used before, when we were working with the Pentagon. These are magnetic field readings, but the waves are different, from different sources, and from different senders."

"Four different worlds? But wait, as senders, we don't order any supers." Alex murmured, a little scared of a confirmation in multiplication of problems. It was a guess, but what else could they think if it all pointed to crazy theories.

"These readings point to at least four different paths. And there's more, this portion of codes." said the hacker.

"The fifth reading." said Alex, before a scream of strangeness cut her off.

"Why the hell it have a copy of the CatCo story here?" Jena sent the screen to the wall, opening the notebook image side of the board.

"What in fucking hell is this?" said Alex. The cover of CatCo last issue, the exclusive one with the nightmare, made by Cat Grant herself.

The bedroom door opened with Mara.

"Commander, they've arrived." Said the Destroyer, throwing a wink at the hacker.

"You know the rules, nothing outside this room, and you're still at the door, second captain." growled Alex, having fun at her post and her girlfriend's promotion.

***

Show time. Thought the redhead, because she would have to do a real roundup to make Manson give up on chasing Lena. She would also have to put on her best face to the new assholes in command to not kill anyone when they joked about her sister, who would recover, and wouldn't be present at the meeting, or during their stay.

And what she found out about the four supers readings was something that needed to be passed up to Lena and Kara. But she had to do it herself. Such information couldn't leak through the agency, much less the new and inexperienced commanders. Not only the big problem of four extra blondes, there was also this data transfer. Nothing by accident. It was on purpose. If that was the case, who had sent it? And why?

Questions that would be dealt at night, in a private call to Commander Luthor, on a private signal and hacked by Jena. Unfortunately, the thought of the post-call dribbled a drop of saliva, quickly wiped it off the back of her hand. Mara nudged beside her as they waited for the commanders in the main hangar. The elevator descending, captains lined up beside Alex.

It didn't help that uniform cling to the Destroyer's body, nor did the smell of the same cherry shampoo.

Oh damn!

Alex concentration, concentration, focus! Focuuus!!!

But Mara's thighs...

OH FUCK, ALEXANDRA DANVERS!

The hangar doors slammed with the commanders' jets, and the elevator brought in the rest with the load from Lion's fort. But something was out of place. They had warned her at the end of the meeting about the absence of the Bestial and Colossal commanders, but where was the jet from Jaw fort?

***

Commander Alexandra Danvers, WOW!!! The entire bridge on that pokerface, shower... And now I want to understand this nightmare roll, and CATCO, exclusive with Cat Grant, Krugger what have you been up to? But that's not the problem, four holes in space-time, great enh. But let's take the example of Commander Danvers, and Keep Spinning, because in this crazy world, it's the sanest decision. And where is the Jaw fort jet? Supercorps tell me what you're thinking, oh, and by the way, the song Jena sings in the bathroom, and Cycles by Tove Lo.

Supercorps a wolf hug in you beautiful guys, and until the next Within.