Supergirl: The Green Eyes of Jealousy




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"I can't believe it!"

The frustrated and angry outburst came from Caitlin Huntington as she stormed
into the bedroom. Her narrow but lovely face was contorted with disgust as she
pushed past the bedroom door; her silky brown hair, styled in a series of
gentle curls down to her shoulders, bounced with every angry stride. A purple
dress which hung off of one shoulder wrapped around her down to her knees
where the dress opened up slightly showing off her stocking clad legs. Angrily
she lifted her leg and removed one of the several hundred dollar designer
dress heels she had been wearing. With a grunt the woman tossed it against a
nearby piece of furniture.

"My love," she turned to stare daggers at Johnathan Huntington, her husband,
"I know you're angry dear but those shoes did cost quite a lot."

Caitlin like a spoiled child took her other heel off and threw it as well, "We
can buy another pair!"

True but I'd prefer to get more than one wearing out of $700 dollar shoes,
Johnathan thought with a hidden sigh. "Still my dear, I hate to see you
angry."

"I can't believe it!" Caitlin snapped again as she sat on a small bench in
front of a dresser. It featured a rising mirror which Caitlin used to apply
makeup, "She stole my night, stole my moment!"

Caitlin's dark green eyes stared into the mirror, specifically to the
reflected image of her pin. Located just above her left breast on the rising
elements of her one shouldered dress, it was a silver comet which featured a
diamond center. The pin was the symbol of the Huntington Foundation, which
Caitlin was the head of. Johnathan was undoing his tie which he absentmindedly
noted wasn't as expensive as Caitlin's shoes, "If you recall everyone was
clapping for you."

She spun in her seat seething, "No! They were clapping for her, for
Supergirl!"

Johnathan knew that his wife was probably right. They had just gotten back
from an awards dinner held by the mayor of National City. Different charitable
or special organizations had been honored with the most prestigious award
going to the Huntington Foundation. No, going to Caitlin, Johnathan corrected
himself. The Huntington Foundation did help people, but that wasn't Caitlin's
motivation in running it. Her motivations were far less than idealism or a
need to give back to others.

When she had married Johnathan Huntington, a man who had come from money, she
had also married into high society. She craved the attention of the elite of
National City, to be talked about, to be envied, and even to be talked about
behind her back. So a night where all her charitable actions gained her
citywide fame and fortune, well that was something Caitlin would have
salivated over. Of course there's only one other woman in National City who
could steal that much attention, he noted dryly. Had the mayor tipped him off
to the surprise, Johnathan probably could have saved himself a lot of trouble.
He could have warned the mayor off the idea of having Supergirl show up and
present the award to Caitlin. Of course he had been as surprised as everyone
else when the mayor, rather than giving the award herself, had introduced
Supergirl.

"Everyone, EVERYONE!" Caitlin stammered as started removing her earrings, "Was
staring at her when she arrived."

The Girl of Steel had indeed made an entrance, descending through an open
skylight. Even Johnathan had to admit (something he'd never do in front of his
wife) that he'd been captivated by her. She wore the same red and blue costume
as her cousin with a few variations. Supergirl's leotard top featured some red
stitching across the chest and arms. The famous S shield was red but outlined
in gold. A gold belt clenched at the waist might have held the short red skirt
which swished slightly over the top of Supergirl's thighs.

Her cape was long and went down to her knees. The heroine's legs were dressed
in some dark sheer tights, probably for modesty, Johnathan had decided at the
time but also reflected how they made the Girl of Steel's legs look even
sexier. Those sexy legs were completed with some knee high boots, red like her
cape and skirt. Supergirl's face was a mix of girl next door beauty; a bright
smile lips with darker blonde hair that went down to her shoulders.

Landing on the stage the heroine had waved and thanked everyone for attending.
Johnathan had glanced at Caitlin during this seeing her maintaining a clear
face. However the man knew his wife and could tell, she was seething
underneath the smile. After the mayor had paved the way for Supergirl to take
the podium the Last Daughter of Krypton began to speak.

Supergirl had shared details of the foundation's work and how many people that
Caitlin's work had assisted. "Many people call me a hero," the heroine had
said during her speech, "But I'm just here to help. Real heroes can be found
in the city's police, first responders, and people like Caitlin who work to
help so many people more than I could ever save."

The roam applauded of course and for a moment, Johnathan hoped that his wife's
anger would be subdued but the applause in her name. A quick glance as his
wife rose to accept the award from the city showed that it hadn't.

"And that applause for her speech," Caitlin shook her head standing from the
dresser. She reached around trying to undo her dress. Johnathan came over to
his wife and began undoing it.

"Applause for you love," he tried again, knowing it probably wouldn't work.

She rolled her eyes in disgust, "No, for her for Super-girl." The dress came
free and she shed it from her body, standing in the slip she had worn under
the dress and stockings, their lacey tops gracing her thighs. Caitlin turned
and looked Johnathan in the eyes, "Everybody loves her, who always comes up
where we go? Supergirl. Who is always on TV? Supergirl."

Johnathan rubbed his wife's shoulders, "She's ... popular honey, but ... "

"She stole my night," Caitlin hissed, "I ... I should steal something from
her."

Now his wife was being a bit fanciful, "Honey ... "

"She needs to be taken down a peg, to get a little humiliation." Caitlin
growled as she walked away towards the bathroom. Johnathan sighed upset that
Caitlin had become so perturbed by the evening. He proceed to undress himself
and prepare for bed; wondering if a night's sleep would sooth Caitlin any.

.......................

A restless Johnathan stirred wondering why he couldn't sleep. Normally the
reason was his wife wasn't there with him. Sure enough he rolled over and
confirmed that his wife wasn't there. Confused as she had been there when he
had nodded off; he got up and started looking for his wife. Caitlin was one
who enjoyed her beauty sleep so it was unusual for her to be out of bed this
late. A search of the kitchen, entertainment area, and other bathroom revealed
nothing. Surprisingly, he found her in his office staring at the computer in
the room. The electric glow of the monitor illuminated her features and the
way she leaned in showed that Caitlin was deeply involved in reading
something.

"Caitlin, what are you doing up?"

"Researching," was her only answer to invested in what she was reading to look
away. Confused as to what could possibly be interesting his wife at this hour
he padded over and looked around to see what she was reading. The webpage was
dedicated to all things superhero and from what else he could see it was some
sort of forum discussion page, Superhero Weaknesses was the title of the
thread. Being the head of a multinational company Johnathan had excellent
skimming skills. Being talked about was rumored weaknesses of the Superman and
Supergirl.

"Kryptonite?" he read aloud, "Why in the hell are you reading about something
that sounds made up at this hour?"

"Because as far as I can tell ... this is Supergirl's weakness." Caitlin
hadn't been able to sleep. Her mind kept replaying the events of the evening
and Caitlin couldn't focus on anything but Supergirl. Since she had woken up,
Caitlin had been trying to read up on the superheroine. More specifically, she
had been looking for a way to humiliate Supergirl. And now I've found it, she
thought.

"Babe ... " Johnathan started to say.

"If we can get some of this Kryptonite ... get it near Supergirl," she was
thinking out loud.

Johnathan rolled his eyes, "Caitlin you're not one of those costumed crazies
on the news."

She turned to glare into Johnathan's eyes, "Johnathan, she ruined my event,
stole everything that this night was supposed to be about." She reached in and
touched Johnathan's thigh, "Love, she humiliated me."

If Johnathan Huntington had one weakness it was that he loved his wife. Even
when he knew she was making mistake, he couldn't help but try to make her
happy. The loving but tired husband sighed and took another glance at the
screen, "Is there anything else on this rumored Kryptonite?"

"It's supposed to be pieces of her home planet, dropped here apparently when
Superman and Supergirl showed up."

As she said that Johnathan felt something click in his mind. A mining portion
of his company had discovered something interesting a month earlier. Something
so interesting that one of their competitors Lex Corp had offered a lot for
it. It had been too good of a deal to pass up. However, "What if I could get
my hands on this? What would you do?"

Caitlin's lips turned up in a sinister smile, "I'd simply show everyone that
Supergirl isn't infallible, isn't perfect, I'm going to humiliate her
Johnathan."

He wasn't sure why but hearing his wife talk like that, excited the man. And
with that he made his decision.

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

The moonlit sky was beautiful to Supergirl as she soared through the clouds. I
still can't get over how amazing this feels! Kara closed her eyes and enjoyed
the freedom of flight. Sure she flew a lot but usually it was because of an
emergency. She didn't get a chance to just, enjoy her favorite of all her
abilities. Her cape lightly fluttered in the slipstream as Kara preformed a
spiral in the air. A sigh left her lips as she knew that tonight wasn't just
for her to do a little jet-setting. Supergirl adjusted her course and headed
towards the Huntington estate.

She normally would have been patrolling National City, keeping an eye out for
trouble, but tonight she was making a special guest appearance. Unlike other
times she did this Kara wasn't visiting some special kids or giving someone an
award. It was almost a 'paid' appearance, though she wasn't the one getting
any of the money. Apparently Caitlin Huntington had been delighted by Kara's
speech and celebration of her organization's charitable work. So the rich
socialite had contacted the mayor's office and requested that Supergirl come
to the next Huntington Ball, an event designed to raise money for the
foundation. If Supergirl appeared Caitlin promised to donate nearly five
million dollars to Supergirl's favorite charity.

At first Kara had almost considered saying no. She worried that she might give
people the idea that if they had lots money they could buy her time. Despite
whatever precedents it set, Kara couldn't deny the National City Kids
organization that money; they helped orphaned kinds find new families to live
with, something dear to Kara's heart. So she had agreed to appear at the
Huntington Ball, though only on the express condition the whole arrangement
wasn't made public. Supergirl was sure some news of it would leak but at least
the details wouldn't be out there.

Supergirl spotted the mansion in the distance. Remember you're doing it for
the kids, Kara told herself as she adjusted her flight causing her cape to
swell up as she started descending towards the mansion. Already her sensitive
ears could pick up the sounds of people socializing below. Supergirl saw
expensive cars parked in the front of estate along with well-dressed men and
women on a wide balcony overlooking the well landscaped grounds. Kara took one
more breath as she descended and put on her best smile.

People were pointing with wide eyes as she landed on the balcony. Kara's red
boots touched down with barely a noise, just the swish of cape settling as she
touched down. The people around her were a who's who of National City's elite.
Normally not her kind of crowd, Supergirl nonetheless greeted them all with a
smile, a few handshakes, and one gentleman who insisted of kissing Kara's
hand. As she was finishing her greetings with those on the balcony a new man
walked up.

"Supergirl, thank you for coming," Johnathan Huntington said as he came
forward offering his hand.

Kara took it with a smile, "Of course Mr. Huntington, I was happy to accept
your wife's invitation."

Johnathan smiled back but not for the reasons Supergirl suspected. She's here,
I hope Caitlin's ready, the man thought. Much to his surprise he was quite
excited. Supergirl was walking right into his wife's trap and didn't even know
it. Trap is a bit excessive, he reasoned,more like a prank. Either way, the
idea that his wife was about to get one up on Supergirl made him well, wonder
if that's why things have gotten better with our 'relations'. With that happy
thought he led Supergirl into the main ballroom.

There were more people here who wanted to greet Supergirl and she was polite
to them all. Kara knew that not everyone liked her. Some people were amazed by
her others annoyed for reasons that she never quite understood. It seemed like
there was someone or some group who always became upset over her, that somehow
her abilities and actions made theirs irrelevant. Supergirl of course didn't
want to make anyone feel that way. Kara tried to always show everyone she just
did what she could to help. It wasn't about fame, fortune, or even creating
goodwill towards her. I just want to help, was what she always said; and it
was true.

"If you excuse me Supergirl, I'll go find my wife and I know she has something
special for you," Mr. Huntington said with a grin.

Supergirl busy being nice to the different guest gave him a quick smile and a
nod. Had Kara been paying a bit more attention, she might have seen his grin
was not that of a good host.

... ... ... ... ... ... ...

Caitlin Huntington was standing in front of her dresser. The socialite was
beaming in the mirror. She looked down at the top dresser to admire her tools
for the night. A small black box was in the center while another smaller box,
like one a man would use for a wedding ring sat right next to it. She picked
up the third item, her silver Huntington Foundation pin only it was a little
different from last time. The jewel in the center had replaced with a green
almost crystal like stone. It seemed to faintly twinkle and Caitlin got a
thrill from holding it. She was still holding the pin when her husband came
into the bedroom.

"She's here sweetheart," he said coming over to her. Johnathan paused as he
got to see how his wife had dressed for her big night. Her hair was draped
down to her shoulders which were bare thanks to her dress. The purple dress
had a pattern over it from her bustier top to the hem around her knees. Her
legs were dressed in sheer black pantyhose with the seams running up the back
of her legs.

Caitlin turned on her black heels, smiling seductively at him, "What do you
think? Am I dressed for success?"

He came over and let his hand slip down Caitlin's side. She murmured in
pleasure but was more excited when Johnathan took the special pin and began to
place it over her left breast. She put her hand on his shoulder, "Love thank
you for all this."

Johnathan brushed her hair, "Of course just, do be careful Caitlin."

She kissed him first then pulled back, "I don't need to worry my love, I have
everything I need." She guided his hand to her breast but also the pin, "Once
I get within a few feet of Supergirl ... she won't be able to do a thing."

... ... ... ... ... ... ... .

Supergirl had been making small talk with the various guests when there was a
new murmur going through the room. Kara turned to see an opening of the party
goers revealing Caitlin Huntington as she entered the room. Kara folded her
hands over lap as she waited to meet her hostess. Caitlin saw the Girl of
Steel was politely standing there, good she doesn't suspect a thing. The party
goers quieted as Caitlin made her entrance. Once the crowd had settled Caitlin
announced, "Everyone thank you from coming tonight."

The hostess was taking a slow walk looking at her friends, associates, and a
few enemies who had to be here, "I know that tonight we're here for an
important purpose but I also wanted to thank someone special, someone who
displays heroism every day; even though she doesn't ever admit it."

Supergirl felt every eye in the room turn on her. For all the times she had
been in public or had received awards, it always made Kara a little
uncomfortable. I'm bulletproof but when I feel all the eyes on me my skin
starts to itch. Still she stood there and looked the part, strong, confident,
and 'super'. Caitlin meanwhile was getting closer, "Supergirl honored me not
long ago and I wish to honor her."

Kara kept up a good front while she waited but she did feel a little agitated,
like something was tickling at the back of her neck. She thought it was odd,
sure she didn't like a lot of attention but it never caused her to feel
physically off. Supergirl's demeanor didn't change much but she did adjust her
pose a little. Caitlin caught sight of this and socialite couldn't help
herself as she brushed her pin.

"Supergirl," Caitlin spoke to coming closer, "I'd like to give you a
Huntington Foundation pin, a small recognition of everything you've done for
the city." She was now only a few feet away and Supergirl seemed a bit more
uncomfortable now. The Girl of Steel was still smiling but it looked a bit
strained.

What's going why do I feel off? Kara wondered as she tried to focus on
Caitlin's speech. The woman was joined by her husband who passed her a small
jewelry box. Caitlin with the box in hand, stepped up to Supergirl, "Supergirl
I do hope you like it, it's just like mine." She opened it and Kara saw the
silver pin, a green jem inside. Supergirl felt even more uncomfortable now but
didn't say anything.

Summoning a little extra focus she answered, "Thank you Mrs. Huntington, as I
said before, your organization is truly heroic and able to help so many. I'd
be honored to wear...wear this pin."

Caitlin reached in the box, removing the jewelry. Supergirl held her place
while Caitlin worked to place it on her left side above her S-Shield. However
as she did so, Supergirl felt a ping of dizziness. Something wrong, I feel
like there's ... Supergirl's eyes looked sharply to Caitlin's for a moment.
The socialite's eyes were friendly but there was a undercut of something,
something nasty behind those eyes.

"There you go Supergirl," Caitlin said finishing with the pin. She put and arm
around Supergirl's shoulder and posed for a few pictures and the applause of
the guests.

Kara did her best to smile and pose for the pictures but it was hard. Caitlin
grinned, seemingly happy to be posing with Supergirl but in reality enjoying
the moment for other reasons. That's right Supergirl; you know something's
wrong but what can you do about it?

Kara waited for the photos to die down before turning to Caitlin, "Thank you
again Mrs. Huntington ... but ... I think I should ... get going."

"Nonsense," Caitlin replied, she leaned in smiling to Supergirl, "In fact
Supergirl if you wouldn't mind, I had an idea to really encourage donations."
Kara tried to interrupt but Caitlin continued, "It's just a little something
for the guests, if you don't mind."

"For the guests?" Kara asked wondering what Caitlin was thinking as felt her
unease growing.

Caitlin glanced to the S on Supergirl's chest, "Just a little demonstration if
you will, of your powers." Supergirl was about to protest but Caitlin lightly
touched her arm, "Please, I'm sure it will get people to donate more."

Kara internally wanted to just bolt but, maybe I ... can get this pin off
during this. She listened as Caitlin announced that Supergirl was going to
display some of her amazing gifts. Supergirl moved a little further away from
Caitlin feeling better, but not perfect. Kara's blue eyes were getting heavy
and she knew all her discomfort from the pin, the Kryptonite pin Caitlin had
given her. The crowd parted some as Supergirl smiled in the center of the
room.

Feeling weak, but not too bad ... yet, Kara thought. She began to rise up
hovering above the ground. The crowd grinned and Supergirl did her best to
hide the fatigue she felt. After the short flight, she touched down and hoped
that would be enough. There was applause though a few keen observers were
noticing that Supergirl seemed a little distracted. "Thank you everyone ... ."

"Supergirl, if you don't mind but ... " one of Caitlin's guests asked, "Could
you show us how strong you are?"

Supergirl saw the eager faces and a quick glance to Caitlin showed she was
smiling as well. Kara turned back and focused on the curious guest, "Sure."

She walked over towards a statue, feeling tired with every step. It was made
of marble which meant it weighed a couple hundred pounds. Normally Kara could
have easily lifted it but at the moment, she wasn't so sure. She reached down
and started hefting it. Should ... be able to do ... this one handed, Kara
lamented as she was straining to pick it up. Eventually she had the heavy
piece above her head on two hands. Supergirl's arms ached a bit but luckily
she didn't have to do it for long. Once it was clear the guests were amazed
she put it down with a bit of relief.

Oh, getting tired Supergirl? Caitlin thought with sinister glee. She could see
Supergirl was growing weaker by the minute. Time to put the icing on the cake,
the socialite thought. "Supergirl there's one thing I've always been amazed
by," she said aloud, walking over to her. The Girl of Steel visibly tired now
as Caitlin and the other Kryptonite pin came close once more. She playfully
touched the heroine's sleeved arm, "Your heat vision, can you really zap
things with your eyes?"

You ... know ... I can, Kara grumbled to herself thinking it a stupid
question, "I can ... though I don't want to set ... anything on fire."

"Well, how about ... " Caitlin stayed next to Supergirl as she pointed at the
ice sculpture on a table with drinks and food.

Supergirl thought about just zapping the pins on her and Caitlin regardless of
the consequences. However that would be hard to explain. Plus for all she knew
Caitlin wanted Kara to lose her cool. Just ... got to make it through ... this
a little ... bit longer. By now though more than a few people were seeing how
odd Supergirl seemed to look. Caitlin pulled back just a bit but stayed within
ten feet of Supergirl.

Kara spied the ice sculpture, a stylized angel, and focused her eyes. They
began to glow faintly blue. Her powers were struggling to generate the focused
energy that could melt tank armor. Come on ... just ... a blast ... then I'm
... out of here, Supergirl thought. She sighed a bit loudly as her eyes
started to send out some beams which touched the sculpture. It began to melt a
bit but it seemed that burst was all Kara had. As the beams cut off Supergirl
let out an exhausted gasp as she dropped to a knee. Resting on her stocking
knee, Kara's hands were barely keeping her from going down on both knees.
People were concerned but nobody quite knew what to make of it; Supergirl,
looking sick and weak? Kara tried to summon the strength to get up. She knew
people were muttering concerns while others well a few were snickering.

Johnathan Huntington had hung back during the whole incident letting Caitlin
have her fun. It worked, it actually worked, he thought with a smile. It was
time to help do his part. Johnathan came forwards and announced, "Everyone
let's give Supergirl a little air."

Caitlin knelt next to Supergirl putting her hand on the Girl of Steel's
shoulder. Leaning in she whispered, "How do you feel Supergirl? Weak,
pathetic, embarrassed?"

Kara's face was fatigued as she tried to respond, "Why ... are you ... doing
this?"

Caitlin sneered since no one could quite see but helped ease Supergirl up
while Johnathan asked, "Supergirl, do you need to lie down?"

"I think she might have overexerted herself dear," Caitlin told him loud
enough for everyone to hear. The couple shared knowing glances with hidden
smiles. "Supergirl, let me help you out."

Johnathan reassured everyone things were alright while Caitlin guided
Supergirl by an arm. Kara's form was slumped slightly as her legs struggled
kept her upright. She was led to a door which Caitlin opened. Kara was
embarrassed, so weak ... can't even break this ... woman's grip. As the door
closed Caitlin finally got to let her inner joy at the heroine's weakness
bleed out, "Oh, isn't this something, Supergirl, weak ... helpless ... and not
able to do anything to escape."

Supergirl turned her head, her eyes heavy and voice struggling to speak,
"Caitlin ... what do ... you think you're doing?"

"Getting even Supergirl," Caitlin answered.

"Even?" Supergirl asked dumbfounded, "Caitlin ... I don't ... know what you
think ... I did to..you ... "

"You know!" Caitlin snapped, she turned pressing Supergirl against a wall.
Kara grunted from the somewhat forceful impact as she was pinned. She was
vulnerable, thanks to the sickening radiation of the twin Kryptonite pins that
were sapping her strength. "You stole my night Supergirl; well tonight I just
stole yours." She ran her finger over the Huntington pin which graced Kara's
leotard, "You walked right into my trap Supergirl, even better nobody knows it
was a trap except you and me."

Kara sighed, "You ... think you can ... get away ... with this?"

Caitlin grinned as pulled Supergirl off the wall, letting the heroine sag and
barely stay upright. The socialite guided her prisoner to the room which would
be Supergirl's accommodations for a few hours. Entering the room, Caitlin led
the weakened Girl of Steel to a long couch. Kara collapsed onto the couch
oddly relieved to be off her feet. Caitlin lifted the heroine's limp stocking
clad legs onto the sofa making sure Supergirl was settled. Once she had
finished, Caitlin let Supergirl lay there as she went over to a table in the
center of the room.

"Oh I'm going to get away with this Supergirl," she told Kara. The socialite
touched the small box at the center of the table, "You see my loving husband
not only got me the Kryptonite which has left you weak as a kitten, but
something else as well. A new short term memory drug one which will leave with
just a vague recognition of this night."

Supergirl turned her head, "You ... think that will work? I'm not ... human."

"True," Caitlin sighed, "But ... " she opened the box revealing a slightly
larger than a golf ball sized piece of Kryptonite. Supergirl winced as the
larger piece of her homeworld caused her to feel even more powerless than she
already was. Caitlin strolled over, enjoying the sight of the withering
Supergirl. She knelt by Supergirl's side running her hand along the helpless
heroine's body.

"I think once you're completely drained by the Kryptonite, teetering near
unconscious; then you'll be more ... receptive to it." Caitlin let out a quiet
laugh. She rose and headed for the door. Supergirl tried to rise to stop her
but collapsed back into the sofa.

Caitlin turned her head, lips turned up at the corners, "Sweet dreams
Supergirl." With that she flipped off the lights before closing and locking
the door, leaving Supergirl to be illuminated only by the green sickly glow of
the Kryptonite.

Supergirl's head lolled slowly as she tried to fight the overwhelming weakness
she felt. Kara gritted her teeth as she turned to stare at the small uneven
orb of Kryptonite. Uhhh, it's small but ... still enough to knock me ... out,
I can already feel it. However Supergirl noticed one other thing, the box ...
it's still in the box. Supergirl had a plan, well the beginnings of one. It
was going to take what little strength she had left and might not work but,
not ... going to lose to ... this ... spoiled brat, Kara told herself.

First she needed to get that damn pin off. Reaching to her chest, Supergirl
finally could at least remove the Kryptonite that had been placed on her. She
winced a bit as her skin touched the tiny piece of emerald meteorite at the
center. It took a little bit of doing but she was able to pull the pin free
and toss it away. "Good riddance ... " Supergirl muttered. A heavy sigh left
her lips though as she still had the bigger piece to deal with.

Kara grunted as she focused on getting off the sofa. It felt like she weighed
a million tons and her movements were sluggish. Supergirl managed to sit up
but then as she did so the Girl of Steel toppled over. Graceful, she
sarcastically lamented on the ground. The drained heroine pushed up on her
arms, managing to raise her upper body. Kara closed her eyes for a moment
while she managed to get on her knees. Still looking weary, she eyed the table
before saying, "Now ... for the hard ... part."

Supergirl began crawling towards the table. Her discomfort grew as got closer
to the Kryptonite. It was a risk but she had to get that lid closed. Kara
stumbled some as she got right up to the table. Her arms buckled and Supergirl
almost fell to her side. The heroine managed to keep herself up though. Slowly
she reached up and took hold of the edge of the table. Pulling up, Supergirl
managed to stand upright, albeit on her knees.

"Uhhhh," Kara looked away from the green glow which highlighted her face and
made her feel sick. The table was definitely the only thing supporting her
weight at the moment. With one arm resting on the table, Supergirl reached out
with the other. Her hand quivered while her arm shook. Going ... to ... pass
... out, only ... one shot ... at this. Kara's eyes were nearly closed as her
hand grasped the lid and pushed down.

With a snap the lead lid shut and the green glow of Kryptonite disappeared,
plunging the room into darkness. Supergirl was slumped for a moment, still
resting on the table catching her breath. As she did this, strength began to
return to her legs, her fatigue fell away, and the Girl of Steel raised her
head. Kara smiled as she stood up and felt almost normal, almost. Supergirl
glanced over to where she had tossed the Huntington Foundation pin. Her eyes
glowed for a moment before sending twin bright blue beams which illuminated
the room at the pin. Her heat-vision vaporized it and the last bit of
Kryptonite in the room.

She closed her eyes letting out a cleansing breath, "That's better."

Opening her baby blues again, Supergirl reached out and picked up the lead
box. She easily busted the lock on the door Caitlin had closed on her. For a
moment Supergirl thought about just going back to the party and giving Caitlin
a real show of her abilities. As she played with the lead box though, another
idea came to Kara's head. With a smile she left the room.

... ... ... ... ... ... ... .

"So she's really passed out?"

Johnathan Huntington asked the question with a bit of excitement. Caitlin was
leaning into him, letting her stocking clad legs brush against his body. She
purred with her answer, "Ummmm yes my love. I humiliated and captured
Supergirl." They were out of earshot of the rest of the guests, seemingly
spending a little time alone. To Caitlin's delight they were all puzzled by
what had happened to Supergirl. Johnathan couldn't help it, he had to lean in
and kiss his wife; while also gracing her stocking clad thigh with his
fingers. The idea of his wifedefeating Supergirl! Was a real turn on. The two
were continuing to make out when the excited mumbles of the party goers caused
the two to turn their heads and bodies away from each other.

"What ... " Johnathan started.

"No!" Caitlin quietly hissed.

Supergirl was hovering above the ballroom a bright smile on her face. She
didn't look weak, helpless, or captive. Johnathan's gut sank as he realized
how stupid this whole thing had become. He was going to say something to his
wife but Caitlin was already moving. I still have the Kryptonite on me! If I
get close she'll be mine! Caitlin was about to put on her mask of friendly
hostess but Supergirl stopped her.

"Mrs. Huntington," Supergirl called out in a friendly manner. Her eyes though
stared at Caitlin and conveyed the message, you've had your fun, my turn.

"Supergirl ... " Caitlin tried to keep her cool, "You seem better."

Supergirl landed keeping her distance though. This briefly made Caitlin feel a
bit in control. The moment of control though ended as Supergirl asked, "I'm
sorry for earlier, guess I had just been a bit busy earlier in the day. I know
it sounds crazy but even I can get a bit tired. I don't have the time to just
sit around usually planning parties and things."

A few people noticed the last comment, and they started wondering if Caitlin
had just been dissed by Supergirl. Caitlin of course knew she had, "Well I'm
glad you're refreshed now if you'd like I'd love to ... "

Supergirl cut her off, "Well I think that these people who have donated so
much to your foundation should get to see me finish my demonstration. How
about I show them my heat vision?"

People were excited and wondered what Supergirl would do. Kara smiled and
focused her eyes, on Caitlin's pin. More than once person let out a shock as
Supergirl fired off a quick blast of her blue rays which were expertly
targeted and focused. No one was more shocked than Caitlin who looked at her
special pin with horror. When the energy faded though the pin was gone ... NO!
Caitlin thought with horror.

She stared at Supergirl, "A little pin point accuracy but don't worry Mrs.
Huntington I've got you a replacement." The Girl of Steel floated over and
touched down in front of the socialite. She presented the gift in her hand,
"After I got a quick power nap in, I floated up to orbit and found a small
meteorite. Applying a little pressure and heat vision I crafted this new pin
for you Mrs. Huntington."

The guests applauded the new pin which looked excellent as Supergirl placed it
on Caitlin's dress. Caitlin stared at Supergirl who just smiled. Quietly the
socialite asked, "But ... how?"

Supergirl didn't answer instead putting an arm around Caitlin's shoulder, "I
hope you like the pin Mrs. Huntington because it was the least I could do
after you shared what you were donating to the foundation tonight."

"Huh?" Caitlin couldn't hide her confusion.

Kara grinned, "The Huntington's have promised to donate ten million dollars of
their own funds."

Everyone was shocked then applauded, well everyone except Johnathan
Huntington. He stared dumbfounded at his wife. She turned to stare at him
before returning her surprised look to Supergirl. Now it was the Girl of
Steel's turn to speak softly, "Consider that your penance Mrs. Huntington for
tonight's foolishness." Supergirl's gaze turned stern, "You could be a real
helpful person, using your wealth and influence to really change things. Or
you could continue to be a petty person, thinking the same wealth and
influence will always work for you. Short version," Supergirl added with a
final glare, "Grow up."

Supergirl stepped away from Huntington and waved to the crowd, "I hope
everyone has a wonderful evening." With that Supergirl took to the air and
flew out the balcony entrance.

Johnathan came up to his wife slowly shaking his head. Already they were being
congratulated by their guests on their generosity. Neither of them could
counter what Supergirl had said, not without exposing themselves to ridicule.
Caitlin just stared out the nearest window. Supergirl was floating not far
away, unnoticed by the crowd. Supergirl stared back at her with a smirk, and a
knowing wink.

The End