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Previously ON Supergirl...

All we have
to do is travel back

to the high school's baseball
diamond center field,

get a specimen of her DNA, use that
with the Phantom striking powers

to locate Supergirl
in the Phantom Zone.

A spaceship?

Kara?
We are Brandon and Brenda.

This is Kenny, and this is Alex.

CJ Grant, Daily Planet.

I'm a journalist
here on a big story.

Naxim Tork,

runs a cosmic menagerie.

So, uh, what did you
want to talk about?

Power dampeners.

What do we do?

Thinking.

I came for a Kryptonian,

but a Naltorian...

And a Coluan...

Well, I say it adds a nice
kitsch factor to our menagerie.

- Take this.

There's gotta be
some way out of this.

Brandon and Brenda in trouble.

Go. I'm right behind you.

The Kryptonian!

Now I've got you.

- Kenny?

Alex? What are you...

Brenda called me.

Wait. Are you all right?

Yeah.

Kenny, Alex,
it isn't safe!

- No! Kara!

Kara. Kara, Speed Racer.

Where?

Give me the remote now,

or our friend

can bore a hole through
you, and I can take it.

I'm going to win a
Pulitzer.

- This place is amazing, guys.
- Thank you.

I know I've been a bit of
a grouch with you guys,

but thanks for all your
help with the space psychos.

It was a team effort.

Naxim and his comrade are secured
inside one of their cages.

I've re-cloaked their ship and alerted
the proper intergalactic authorities.

Midvale won't be plagued
by these two anymore.

- Space cops are a thing?
- Indeed.

Accordingly, we
should be on our way.

Hi, Mom.

Kenny Li.

I thank you for your service,

and for the exposure to the
high school statusphere.

- It was truly enlightening.

At least I was helpful then.

You guys did all the
heavy lifting here.

I don't think I could keep having crazy
adventures like that all the time.

It's not about how intense
your adventures are.

It's about who you
have them with.

Yeah, I completely agree.

I don't know how to
thank you, Brenda.

Even if it was just
for a little while,

it was nice to not feel
like the only alien in town.

I promise you won't
always feel that way.

Part of me wishes I could
go with you and Brandon.

Supering in space
has a nice ring.

- Yeah.

Then again, Midvale
has its perks.

I just hope one day I could grow
up to be as cool of a hero as you.

Something tells me
you'll be super.

We should get you
two ready for prom.

Mom is going to go nuclear
if we don't get photos first.

You are going to
have so much fun.

Thanks for everything.

Safe travels.

Bye.

So what are we really
gonna do with the bad guys?

I set the ship's
course to Uruguay.

That's where Naxim was found
in the original timeline.

In three days, his
ship will de-cloak,

and an encrypted message
will be sent to the DEO,

allowing us to fully
realign space-time.

Easy-peasy.

What is that?

Another dream?

I saw the cage like before.

And I could hear the
cougar nearby, but

we've already captured
Naxim and Mitch.

So why would the cage be empty?

Why would I be dreaming
of them at all?

Perhaps it's a dream echo,

triggered by the ship's
Bismolian energy.

Maybe.

Well, the Kryptonite meteor should
be entering the Earth's atmosphere

any moment now.

As soon as we get the debris
with Kara's blood on it,

our mission here is finished.

Alex...

I know you are unhappy
about Kenny and I supering.

And I know you're especially not
thrilled about the whole intergalactic

zookeeper fight-y thing. But...

You were amazing today.

How you handled those bad guys.

How you handled yourself.

You should be proud, Kara.

I am.

I'm sorry if I've been
overprotective lately.

When Dad put me in
charge of your safety,

that job consumed me.

But then I went away to college

and I realized that I could be
more than just Kara's older sister.

But then I came home and I
saw you and Kenny supering,

and I was worried you
were gonna mess things up.

That I was going to have
to put my life on hold

to help sort yours.

But I was wrong.

You can handle anything
that comes your way.

And I should have never forced
you to talk to Kenny about NCU

when you weren't ready.

I am so sorry.

No, I'm... I'm glad you did.

You pushed me to
finally figure out

what I want to do with my life,

to make a choice.

And I did.

I just

hope it's the right one.

It is.

Because you made it.

Oh, wow. Check it out.

Wow.

- That's beautiful.
- Hmm.

But... what do I do about this?

Or I could, like,
take these off.

My advice?

You have to wear
a mask every day.

Take the night off.

Have a blast.

What are you doing?

I...

am gonna enjoy the show.

My apologies
for the subpar attire.

It's the best I could
do on short notice.

I... I don't know.

Do you think it's a little...

It's stunning.

You... You're stunning.

Thanks.

I believe it's, uh...

It's customary for
couples attending prom

- to share a dance, no?

Should I spin you?
I'm spinning you.

You know, I never
thanked you before,

for sharing your calming
technique with me.

The "9:00 to 5:00"
was quite effective.

Happy to help.

You're still
worried, aren't you?

About your dream?

What if it's trying to warn me
about something really important,

something life threatening, and
that's why it keeps coming back?

How can I be a hero if I don't even
understand how to use my own powers?

While we're in this time,
I just wish I could...

But you know you can't.

Call your mom.

The meteor just entered the
Earth's atmosphere right on time.

Let's finish this.

Mmm.

Something must be
here somewhere.

Oh.

Yes!

Now, where are the lights?

I know I can find the
right buttons to press.

My ex-husband can
attest to that.

- Oh.
- Thank you for releasing us, human.

Happy to help, extraterrestrial.

Now you can help me in return.

I am a reporter for
the Daily Planet.

Care to make a statement?

Hey there, Mr. Blue Sky.

I need that for my article.

- Hey!

Da-da-da.

This doesn't smell
like a Black...

We're ready to lift off.

What is the
Kryptonian's position?

- Unclear, Professor.

Their last known location was
something called Midvale High School.

Unfortunately, a meteor shower

is preventing our scanners
from isolating the target.

Mmm. You and your excuses.

If we can't track them,
we'll smoke them out.

Hey, stargazer.

You make a wish?

I don't need to.

Mine already came true.

- You're cheesier than I am.

You first?

No, you.

Look at us.

We're just a couple
of regular teens.

It's kind of fun, huh?

You couldn't be regular
if you tried, Kara.

So, uh, what was it that you
wanted to tell me this afternoon

before the space
invaders interrupted us?

I...

wanted to tell you

that I love you.

And I love our fortress.

I'm so excited to start
our new life here, and...

And?

The meteor is
heading for school.

Go.

What's happening to me?

Kara.

Brainy, where's the debris?

Where's the rock
with Kara's blood?

Kara.

This wasn't supposed
to happen this way.

Kara? Kara? Kara, wake up!

Wake up, Kara.

You don't have to scream.

What's happening to me?

Must have been
something in that meteorite.

Brandon?

Brenda? Wh...

What are you doing here?

Uh, the meteor shower
delayed our flight plans.

What was that?

Hello, Kryptonian!

I know you're here

somewhere.

Naxim.

My dream! They broke
out of their cage.

And I know you can hear me.

Reveal yourself now!

Surrender at once,

or all life-forms in
these structures will die!

Wait. Wait, it's me.

I'm, uh... I'm the Kryptonian.

No!

The Kryptonian from Metropolis
had much broader shoulders.

You must be the
runt of the litter.

He's not Kryptonian, sir.

According to the
species scanner,

he's human.

What?

No one wants to see a human.

It is strange.

We demanded a Kryptonian.

Why would anyone not Kryptonian
choose to be captured?

Because he didn't want
someone else to be caught.

You think you're helping
your friend, but instead

you've become our bait.

This is all my fault.

We have to get Kenny.

I'll have Naxim's
whereabouts soon.

The Bismolian energy from that ship
is trackable for half a light year.

But first, we need to get
you somewhere to recover.

Whatever was in that
meteor packed a punch.

Wait.

That was close.

This is why I kept
dreaming of that cougar.

We weren't done with Naxim,
and I couldn't see it!

Look, we can fix it.
Okay? We have to.

Here. Let's, um...

Let's assuage our anxiety again with
a little "9:00 to 5:00," shall we?

This is Naxim Tork with a
message for all non-humans.

I have the Kryptonian's
mascot in my possession.

If the Kryptonian does
not surrender themself

to the attached digital
coordinates in ten Earth minutes,

the human dies.

What was that?

Those coordinates...

I... I can get there in 30 seconds
and turn myself over to Naxim.

What? No. No, you're too weak.

We need to get that green
stuff out of your hand.

I agree. Plus, outing yourself
now would be catastrophic.

Leave Kenny's rescue to us.

Kenny sacrificed himself for me.

I have to do this.

And

you can't stop me.

Actually, we can.

- Kara!
- She'll be okay in a little bit.

I'm sorry.

We had no other choice.

"Though surrounded by unknown
and dangerous species,

I stayed resolute, like a
journalistic Neil Armstrong."

No. "Like a
journalistic Lady Gaga",

- "I kept my poker face."

Hold on to your
jeggings, sister.

You've got company.

These are not jeggings.

Ha.

A bridging connector.

In the right place, it could
blow a fuse in the energizer.

Are you the Kryptonian?

No. No, I'm just
a regular human.

- Kenny. Kenny Li.
- Oh.

Well, then, you may
not want to touch that.

The place is rather secure.

Of course it's
secure. It's a cell.

The question is,
how'd I get in here.

Oh, that's right. I tried
to take on the big dogs

and be a hero for my girlfriend.

Except I forgot that you
can't take on the big dogs

when you're just a
dumb, human squeaky toy.

Stop that. And you
listen to me, Kendall Li.

- It's Kenny.
- First things first.

Cut the self-deprecating drivel.

You're not a dumb, squeaky toy.

- You don't even know me.
- I am a journalist,

trained in the art
of observation.

In two minutes flat, I could see that
you are preternaturally intelligent

and deeply courageous.

How many men would
sacrifice themselves

to hostile aliens to save
their girlfriend? Damn few.

And how many of them would know

that a bridge connector could
hack spaceship technology?

None.

You've got the makings of
a hero, Kendall. Own it.

Thanks, Miss, uh...

Ms. CJ Grant, Daily Planet.

Now you and I are going
to get out of here.

I've never missed a deadline.
I'm not about to start.

Go, go.

Ouch.

- Sorry.

Ouch!

That's the last of it.

This isn't working fast enough.

I need to get into
natural light.

Or you could wait here like
Brandon and Brenda said.

They'll save Kenny.

You're gonna kill yourself.

But this is all my fault.

Kenny does so much for me.

I just

wanted tonight to be
about us, not supering.

Nothing.

I thought we could
pretend to be normal.

What do you think is gonna
happen if you save Kenny

but out yourself as super?

You won't ever be able
to be normal again.

Alex

this is Kenny.

Let me.

- How'd you learn how to do that?
- College.

You feel better.

Must have gotten a second wind.

How's it looking?

Ah, not bad.

In almost every
scenario I can devise,

we have a success
rate of nearly 20%.

That's a failure rate of 80%.

- Oh, yes, it's terrible.
- Okay.

Brainy...

Okay, let's actually
read you this time.

Don't!

It's slipping. I can't

hold it.

What is that?

Well, if it isn't the Naltorian.

Run!

- Is that the cougar from your dream?
- Totes.

Come on.

Look, I... I understand you're frustrated
with your dream interpretation,

but lucid dreaming?

- Seriously advanced.
- Sure. So,

now I can bring dreams to life.

I just can't figure out
what any of them mean.

One victory at a time.

Kenny. Kenny Li.

- Brandon. Brenda.
- We're here to get you out.

It's about time.

Perhaps you can fill
the holes in the story

young Mr. Li has been
refusing to talk about.

She's a reporter.

The one who's
breaking this story.

- She also let Naxim Tork out.
- Accidentally.

Either way, this story's mine.

What are you two waiting for? We
have to get out of here, stat.

Brainy, that's not just any
reporter. That's Cat Grant.

- Cat Grant, as in...
- The pink cougar.

- She's what my dreams have been about.

None of this has been
about Naxim Tork at all.

Beautiful animal.

We got a full zoo, except
for the one I want.

You want a Kryptonian?
You got one.

Oh, no.

Every alien on the lower
level has been released.

Sir, the escape pod!

Congratulations. You've just set free
a school of Plutonian land sharks.

And with what you let free,
your resting days are over!

Escape pod
launch in three, two, one.

We've got to
stop those land sharks.

Where's CJ? She can't
tell the world about this.

She must have gone this way.

It's a remote
control for a drone.

That must be how she
saw us in the clearing.

Attention,
this is the Midvale Police Department.

Come out of that structure
with your hands up.

Kara. Kara, no. Kara.

Everyone, exit the craft.

Keep your hands where
we can see them.

This is a CJ Grant exclusive.

Kara, what do we do?

Brilliant. Everyone in the world
is going to know that name. Keera.

My face is numb.

My heart, it's racing. Feel
that. That's not normal.

That is not normal.

We have irrevocably
changed space and time.

- You say that a lot.
- Yes, but this time it's true.

You understand? We released
a horde of savage aliens.

Kara, she's exposed.

Supergirl is lost in the Phantom
Zone, and we are running out of time.

There's no undoing this one.

But there is, isn't there?

Yes, we can. Brainy,
we have a time machine.

We can fix everything. We can go back
to when we first landed and start over.

Absolutely not.

Trying to relive the past two
days would be catastrophic.

There are too many variables.

Landing a millisecond later
than we originally did

would have ramifications
we can never account for.

So what if we don't
go back that far?

What if we only redo
the last couple hours?

My dream was about Cat, right?

So what if we go back to right
before she lets Naxim out?

- But how would be stop her?
- I can stop her.

We can still salvage
this, Brainy.

If we go back to the ship right
now, we can fix everything. Please.

Place your hands on your head
where we can see them. All of you, now.

Get away from my sister! No.

Alex.

Kara.

- Kara.
- Easy.

This jacket is worth more
than your yearly salary.

I'm sorry, you guys,
for everything.

But I'm gonna fix this.

Right on time and place.

According to this
energy signature,

Naxim Tork's ship should
be right over there.

So we just have to find
CJ before she finds it.

Honestly, I was dubious
of our plan succeeding,

but, eh, looks like our luck is
finally turning for the better.

Hi, guys.

Don't be mad.

- Okay.

You stowed away?

I... I heard you say you were
going back in time to fix things,

so I just... I followed
my instincts and...

Okay, wait.

It was awful.

Under those police-issued
flashlights,

with the reporter asking me questions
and... and the cops coming in.

In that moment, I saw my future,

and I'm only 17.

I don't know anything. I... I
don't have a driving permit.

Eliza's only let me
do the laundry once,

and I'm not even sure I
know how to make rice.

I don't know what I want my future
to look like, but that wasn't it.

So, please,

let me help you find the
reporter and change things back.

Brainy, you know she's right.

- What?
- That future wasn't hers.

Uh, no. No, no, no.

No super-hearing.

- Brainy.
- No.

- Hey!
- We can't do this, Nia.

What if she runs into herself?

She can't meet Cat
Grant. It's too early.

Well, clearly locking
her up doesn't work.

We'll keep her close.

I love
it, with the animals...

That's Naxim.

Ambushing the old us.

We have to find CJ
and her drone now.

Fine. You can help.

But stay close and
stay out of sight.

Brandon?

Kara?

CJ's half a mile north.
Go. We'll deal with them.

You want to save your future? Best
thing you can do now is do nothing.

Hey, Kenny.

Kenny Li.

Alex Danvers. What
are you guys...

What are you guys doing here?

We thought you were in trouble.

- Trouble? I...
- Yeah.

Where... where did Brenda go?

What are you wearing?

What am I wearing? What
are you wearing?

I'm so sorry, Alex. I'll
tell you everything, okay?

It is a wild story.

It involves alien
hunters, large explosions,

and, well, an excess
of formal wear.

So, at times, it
may seem improbable.

But it's all true.

Gotcha, Ms. Grant.

No. No, no, no.

I need you to
collect my evidence.

Can't this excuse for a
town do anything for me?

Who are you?

Um...

- Have I seen you before?
- No. But,

but I know you. You're...

If you say Lois
Lane, I will expire.

You're CJ Grant.

How'd you know that?

He sent you, didn't he?

You're one of Perry's
weasels here to drag me back

- to the gossip rag.
- Who's Perry?

My overreaching
editor, Perry White.

PW. Of course.

So, you do work for him?

- No. No, no, no.

I... I'm just a journalism
major at a local college.

It's a bit formal for college.

- I'm minoring in performance art.
- Hmm.

But I have to say,
if this Perry White

wants to keep you in the
gossip column, he's an idiot.

Oh.

Well, I don't disagree.

You don't need to be in the woods
trying to prove yourself to Perry White.

You're a visionary,

you're formidable,
you're friends with Oprah.

I am?

Uh, you should
be, in the future.

- Hmm.
- You're a natural-born leader.

You're someone who knows what she
wants and knows how to get it.

- I am, aren't I?
- Yes.

Yes. You don't need
the Daily Planet.

You have an entire
media empire to build

and an entire generation
of women to inspire.

You're freakin' Cat Grant.

Cat Grant?

- Um...
- Huh.

When I went to work for Perry,
he started calling me CJ,

and I just stuck with
it. But "Cat Grant"...

I like the ring of that.

Hmm.

Brenda. Did you find her?

Kara and I put everything
and everyone else

- back to where they need to be, so...
- She bought it.

- It's time to get out here.
- Wait.

How do we know the
future is really fixed?

My presets worked. We're
back in 2009 Midvale,

one hour before the meteor
enters the Earth's atmosphere.

- We did it.

My future is mine.
Thank you, guys.

- Hey, Alex.
- Where are you? I've looked...

- She's freaking out. I have to go.

But Brenda, Brandon

thank you. Thank you so much.

I'm never gonna forget you.

No. No, I wasn't talking to
anyone. It was just music.

Yeah. I'm on my way.

So, you're sure it worked?

Did we really prevent
CJ from freeing Naxim?

Mmm.

Hello.

Perry, let me stop
you right there.

I don't know exactly
what a balloon boy is,

but I do know that I will
not be reporting on one.

I am done reporting on your

shallow, insipid
white-noise bunk.

I did not become a journalist

to write about which
celebrity is in rehab.

I became a journalist
to make waves.

And that is exactly
what I am going to do.

I quit.

Oh, and, Perry, from now on,

it's Cat Grant.

That's one mission down.

Maybe if you bend
this way and I...

Ouch!

- Slide it...
- That's painful.

- Mitch, what did you press?
- Nothing, sir.

But it does sound like the
autopilot's starting up the engines.

Well, that's not good.

If we launch like this, things will
become incredibly painful for me.

Two missions down.

One more to go.

Any bad dreams?

Not anymore.

Oh, no.

That was close.

Way too close.

Kara. Kara, wake up. Kara!

Inside voice, please.

Kara!

What happened? Are you okay?

- It's just a flesh wound.
- This time.

Can you stand?

Okay. Stay here. I'll get the
van and we'll get you home, okay?

- Huh.

I'm so glad you're okay.

You know, it's
starting to feel like

the universe doesn't want me to hear
whatever it is you need to tell me.

Kenny...

I love you,

and I love our life here.

But next year...

I can't stay here and
super like we planned.

My mother used to
say that we are

the sum total of all the
choices we make in life.

But... I didn't choose Midvale.

I didn't even choose
these powers. I...

I crashed here by accident and
kind of got locked into this life.

And,

and I love this life. I do.

But if I stay here
and keep supering,

then I'll just get
locked in again.

And I don't think I want that.

I... I don't even know if I want
to keep supering all my life,

or stay in Midvale, either.

I think I just need
to make more choices.

I need to figure out who I am.

I...

just got accepted into
National City University,

and I'm choosing to go there.

Come with me?

Before I met you,
Kara, I was a mess.

My dad had just passed
away, and... and my mom,

she was so depressed that she
couldn't even get out of bed.

So, I'd go to school
in the mornings,

and then I'd run the shop at
night and on the weekends.

And I thought that's how the
rest of my life was gonna be.

And then you came along.

And you were this

amazing light in a
world of darkness.

You changed me, Kara Zor-El.

When I'm around you, I'm...

I'm braver.

I'm stronger, I'm... I'm better.

But after everything that's
happened this past week,

I'm starting to realize that

maybe I haven't changed
as much as I thought.

And it's great to know that
I could be saved by you.

But I think it's time that I
figure out how to save myself.

So, uh

no, Kara.

I can't go with you.

I can

fly home on the weekends, right?

Stargazing and Monty Python?

Best prom ever.

All missions accomplished.

You were great today.

No. Hey, Nia.

You were.

You conjured the dream
world into reality,

and you interpreted
your dream about Cat,

and used that information

to save the
space-time continuum.

I was only able to interpret my dream
because I've lived through Cat Grant.

You saved us.

And when we save Supergirl
from the Phantom Zone,

it will be because of you.

Brainy, are you crying?

It's just...

I've been so consumed with
negative emotions lately, I...

I forgot how the good ones felt.

- Maybe that's
the lesson of high school.

You're not meant to
suppress the bad emotions,

you're simply meant
to endure them.

So you can appreciate the
good ones when they come.

Mmm.

What are you feeling now?

Hopeful.