Rain streaked the glass in silver rivulets, blurring the glittering skyline into a smudge of gold and neon.

You were still in your coat. You hadn't even taken your keys out of the door.

You looked from Kara's forced smile to Lena's perfectly composed face, both of them waiting for you to fill in the silence, to give them the lines they so desperately wanted to hear.

But you had seen it. Three days ago. The blur of red and blue, the flash of a cape against the setting sun, and the familiar face behind the cowl.

You had seen the truth, hiding in plain sight.