Witchblade | Mon-El |

Preview: Crossfire

Taylor woke up in her bed going into the kitchen seeing Garfield on the couch snoring and she smirked going over towards him, grabbing a pillow and started to hit him with it. "Get up. I have  to go to work and so do you."

Garfield grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him making her land on top of him. "I don't think you should wake your Royal Adviser that way." Taylor rolled her eyes and fixed herself on him sitting on his chest. "I forgot how heavy you were." Taylor started to beat him with a pillow again.

"I am not heavy, your just a weakling." Taylor said and started to get up only for Garfield to pull her back down. "I am serious we have to work. We can't sit down all day like we used to."

"But that was the life." Garfield said with a smile.

"It sure was." Taylor said and looked down at her best friend. "I missed you, being without you on Earth was a tad boring."

Garfield brushed Taylor's hair to the side and sighed. "Princess, I need to tell you something." he spoke as he looked at her sparkling green eyes. Taylor held one of his hands telling him that he could tell her anything. As Garfield was about to speak her door opened.

"Have you not heard of knocking, what if I was naked?!" Taylor scolded the person who opened the door.

"Then that would have been a site to see." The person said and she turned her head seeing Mon-El at the doorway. "You should really lock your doors, what if someone came here and tried to kill you?"

"I would have been happy to save her, Daxamite." Garfield said and sat up throwing Taylor off of him and she landed on the floor.

"We were suppose to go to Kara's right?" Taylor said and Mon-El nodded. She sighed and walked over towards Mon-El. "I completely forgot and it won't happen again but I have this big project. Can you understand?"

"Don't worry." Mon-El said and she smiled at him giving him a hug as she grabbed her sweater walking out of her apartment. Taylor ran towards Catco getting in the elevator with her tablet in her hands. The elevator had stopped and when she walked out she was face to face with Snapper.

"Hey Boss." Taylor said with a smile.

"You're late Grimm. Do you think I give up this time just for anyone?" Snapper asked her.

"Is that a rhetorical question or do you want me to answer it?" She had asked and Snapper walked away from her. "Being human is hard." she had said to herself as she followed Snapper towards his office and put her report on his desk. "Try to read it this time without throwing it away."

"Then in your reports don't be bias."

"Maybe being bias is a good thing, but I understand boss don't be so hypercritical."

"Really?"

"Really." Taylor turned on her heel walking out of the office towards her desk. But Taylor didn't go to her desk realizing she had to go make some copies. She grabbed her folder walking towards the copy room. Taylor kept walking full speed not stopping for a second. She passed Eve's desk telling her hi and bye. But she had tripped over something ready for her to hit the ground but someone had caught her. She looked up seeing Mon-El and Kara. "Hey guys as much as I would love to stay I gotta go make some copies." Kara began to count down from five and then Taylor turned around. "Mon..."

"Mike remember Mike Mathews. Your cousin."

"Right my cousin. Wait, What! My cousin!" Taylor had yelled out and everyone looked at her and she had blushed in embarrassment. "He is not my cousin, he is my brother's best friend and sometimes we are like family." Taylor continued to ramble. Kara put both her hands on Taylor's shoulders telling to breath and she did. "Sorry, I ramble when I am nervous."

"It's cute." Mon-El said causing Taylor to blush even more but she ran off with her folder in her hands.

I wanted to give you all a snip it of this chapter and I want to know what you think of it.

Did anyone watch supergirl today it was crazy. Brainiac 5 is my new favorite  character.

SPOILER ALERT: Taylor's brother will appear in this chapter and he will inform her on the challenges she will be facing.