The evening sun cast long shadows through the floor-to-ceiling windows of their LexCorp apartment as Pamela Isley read through Lex's letter for the third time. Her fingers traced over the elegant letterhead, her mind already racing with possibilities when she heard the familiar sound of the security pad beeping.
Katherine Kane walked in, still in her LexCorp tactical uniform, looking pleasantly exhausted. "You would not believe the stuff Nightshade can do," she said, dropping her bag by the door. "All that magic stuff is absolutely wild, and she's pretty scrappy too—" She paused, noticing the focused look on her wife's face. "What's got you so interested?"
Pamela held up the letter with a slight smile. "It's a letter for a promotion. Chief Sustainability Officer." Truthfully, even if it were a reassignment as a janitor, Pamela would have still been happy to have it. If Lex extended an offer, then he had a good reason to do so.
"About time," Kate said, walking over to kiss Pamela's forehead before falling into the adjacent place on the sofa. "You've been doing half that job already—one foot in science and the other in politics and management." She stretched, wincing slightly. "Though... are you sure about moving away from research? I know you've been mostly overseeing things, so it's probably not as much of a loss from the intellectual side of things, but I also know how much you love your botany work..."
Pamela graced her wife with an unusually honest smile as she set the letter down. "That's sweet of you to worry, love, but you've got it slightly wrong." She leaned slightly on Kate, who appreciated the touch. "Botany isn't my biggest passion—saving the world is. If I have to choose between making scientific discoveries and implementing the changes that will actually preserve nature and help it prosper, I'll choose the latter every time." She smirked, putting on a haughty tone. "Besides, do you really think Lex could keep me completely away from research? I'm far too talented to let those skills go to waste."
Kate laughed, shaking her head. This was a side of Pamela that she very rarely showed to others—one that Kate was privileged to know. "As long as you're happy with it. Most CSOs are just there to help companies navigate environmental regulations. But then again, LexCorp's not most companies, and you're not most CSOs." She placed her cheek on top of Pamela's head. "After what you all did to Stagg Enterprises..." She whistled. "I'm pretty sure you'll change the world even more than you've already done. Just don't forget about your poor wife while you're attending your Illuminati meetings with Lex and Mercy."
"Never," Pamela promised, then hesitated for a moment. "Speaking of changes..."
"The kid conversation?" Kate asked, suddenly looking more alert despite her fatigue. They had been having this back and forth for a while now. Ever since their wedding, it was a question that had been looming over them. Their relationship was now fully mature, and they were set to spend the rest of their lives together. Seeing as a mortgage was the least of their concerns, the next natural step in their relationship was... well, children.
Truthfully, Kate never saw herself as someone's mother. Then again, she never saw herself being married either. She wasn't exactly opposed to having children, and it certainly was the sort of experience she was eager to one day share with Pamela, but certain insecurities were difficult to overcome even now.
"Well, with this position, the timing might be right..." Pamela ventured.
Kate shifted slightly, turning to Pamela, her expression uneasy. "You'd be amazing at it. Me, well, I'm not too sure." The statement was fairly awkward to say, but truthfully, Kate had no idea what their family unit could look like. What would her role even be? Pamela said that a parent didn't need a preassigned role and that families were far too dynamic for that, but that didn't actually make Kate feel better. What could she do that Pamela couldn't? What could she contribute? She didn't really have any good role models on that end, and the one she'd end up imitating would be, well, Pamela herself.
"Kate," Pamela said gently, moving her head to look Kate directly in the eye, "you are the most caring, dedicated, and wonderful person I know. Any child would be lucky to have you as a mother. Between you and me, I'm sure we can figure everything out."
"Even with our work schedules? The security risks?" The world certainly wasn't the one Kate had grown up in, what with all of these terrorist attacks and alien invasions. She worried about Pamela enough as it was, and Pamela was extremely capable. A child? Would she even be able to sleep at night?
"Even with all of that," Pamela assured her, running her fingers through Kate's short hair. "Besides, between my powers and your combat training, the kid would be more protected than any other." Kate wondered if Pamela could get Lex to mobilize all company resources to protect said hypothetical child, and the inevitable answer that came to mind was "yes." Her wife was just that valued, and Lex was just that kind of person.
"But enough of that—how about you and I celebrate the news?" Pamela changed the topic. She wasn't one to push Kate on issues like these, but they were most assuredly revisiting that topic sooner rather than later. "How about we go out somewhere for a change?"
Kate snorted. That would be some change. Both of them were homebodies, so it was rare for them to go on dates outside these days.
"Alright then, how about a nice vacation? A weekend getaway?"
"You? Since when do you take vacations?" Kate laughed.
Pamela slapped her on the arm gently. "Oh hush, we need to do something."
Kate leaned back slightly, stretching. "How about a movie night for now? We can talk more about it as we go. I'm sure we can figure something out." Pamela wasn't exactly the celebratory type either. She was clearly trying to get Kate out of her funk, and Kate appreciated that.
"Perfect," Pamela agreed. "I'll go get the wine."
The letter remained on the coffee table, Pamela's elegant signature already dried at the bottom, while the two women settled in for their evening, the future stretching bright before them.
[X] [Negotiation] Plan Peaceful Solutions
[X] [Incoming] Have Edward pass on his analysis and conclusions to the Metropolis police department, making no mention of Toyman or "Captain Ironfist," and then order them to only evacuate citizens and to let the demonstration proceed unimpeded.