Kara's pov

Before I know it the suns come up, and the birds are chirping at full swing, but I haven't managed to sleep a wink...but it's fine, because after seven months you kinda get used to it, but what I'm not used to ––well not until recently–– is laying next to Mon-el. I'd gotten so used to the touch of a mere mortal, that I almost forgot what it felt like to feel physical touch––Sure I can be knocked down by another alien, but it isn't because their strength it's because of their power. Ever alien I've encountered besides my cousin of course lacked physical assets––but that was until Mon-el crash landed here on earth over a year ago.

The moment when I first reached my hand out to shake his, I was expecting to feel a very minuscule amount of pressure on my hand, but that's not what I felt...I felt a firm, steady hand wrap around my own, but I was too drawn into color of Mon-el's eyes at the time, to actually reciprocate it.

It wasn't until I came home from that excruciating day at work, that I finally broke down, at the feeling of his touch, and sure that wasn't the first time I felt it, but...it was the first time that I actually accepted the fact that-...I could have it all, and not just the ability to actually feel physical contact, but to be ability to feel whole....for years I've been doubting if I could actually live a life as a hero, all while being happy, and it wasn't until that day-that shitty day, coming home from work, and immediately feeling Mon-els arms wrap around me, that I finally realized that I could–I could actually have the life that I've been pining for...as long as he was in it...but of course, life isn't really that simple when you're a superhero.

I'm so lost in thought that I haven't even realized that Mon-el is awake until his hand moves to edge of my face to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

"You didn't sleep, did you?" Mon-el ask, his voice sounding husky due to the fact that he just woke up. Now if this were any other person––besides Alex––I would have probably been able to make up a quick lie, but unfortunately for me this isn't any other person.

"No...no I didn't" I say, as I move my head up too look at a disheveled, yet adorable Mon-el.

Mon-el only sighs before saying, "I shouldn't have sprung my feelings onto you like that..."

"You're always apologizing for things you shouldn't even be sorry about" I remark truthfully, it wasn't Mon-els declaration of feelings that kept me up all night, it was my own...I spent hours trying to understand how I feel about this...current predicament, and I've only managed to conclude that...that until Mon-el gets his memories back, I don't think that's it's best for us to just jump back into a relationship––is it even far of me to say 'jump back into a relationship' if one of us doesn't even remember the first one?––. "...come on we've got a wedding to prepare for" I say softly, as I quickly steal a glance at the clock, before moving to get out of bed. I already managed to sit up when I feel Mon-els hand wrap around mine, causing me to face him once again.

"Just five more minutes?" Mon-el ask sheepishly, as he moves his free hand up to his face to rub his eye.

After taking one last glance at the clock sitting on the bedside table, I hesitantly move my head back onto Mon-els chest, after slowly laying back down. "Just five more minutes" I reply, unable to hide the growing smile on my face.

*****

"Wow, I think you might have sung it better than me" Barry exclaims, with a amazed expression.

As soon as Mon-el and I arrived at the church where Barry and Iris are getting married at, I am immediately hauled to the back of the church by Barry so that he could help me go over the song.

"You're too kind" I reply back, with a slight European accent.

"No seriously...that was perfect!" Barry says excitedly, before moving his hand over his mouth to cover a yawn. "I'm sorry I didn't get much sleep yesterday...I was kinda nervous" Barry's says, chuckling softly.

"Well that's completely understandable, it is your bag day after all" I say, giving him a warm smile.

"God, I can't believe this is actually happening....I'm actually getting married" Barry says, with a mix of excitement and nervousness in his voice, as he moves to sit down on the alter.

"Isn't this what you wanted?" I ask, as I make my way to sit next to him.

"Yeah-yeah of course!" Barry exclaims quickly, "I've been dreaming of this moment for years...but know that it's actually happening it just feels so surreal" Barry says as he nervously taps at the wood surface of the floor "and a bit-nerve wracking to say the least" Barry adds chuckling a-bit.

"You might be feeling nervous now, but as soon as you watch Iris walk down the aisle your only thought is gonna be about how amazing she looks" I say reassuring, "and when she makes her way to this very alter, you'll be so mesmerized by the look in her eyes, that all your nervousness will just disappear, and so will everything and everyone else...as if it just the two of you" I say, not even noticing that during some part of me giving Barry a reassuring response, that I turned my attention to Mon-el...who was currently chatting near the front bench with Cisco, Oliver, and Felicity.

"Thanks Kara" Barry says, causing me to turn my gaze back towards him. "I know how hard it is for you to be here right now, but I'm really glad you came"

"Like I said, I wouldn't miss it for the world" I say, with a soft smile, as I move my index finger up to my nose to adjust my glasses.

"You should get seated the ceremony's about to start" Barry's remarks gently, as he moves to get up.

"Okay, good luck up there" I say as I also rise up from the alter, "and I'll be waiting for your signal" I add, before moving to head to the front row, where Mon-el is already waiting for me.

"Hi" Mon-el says with a warm smile adorning his charming face.

"Hi" I reply back, with what I hope is a convincing smile. Ever since last night, things between me and Mon-el have been...a little awkward, we haven't been talking as much, I can't even manage to keep eye contact with him for more than a few seconds, and I'm trying my best to keep a respective distance between us, but that's kind of hard to do when I invited him here to be my plus one.

"Here, I saved you a seat" Mon-el says softly, as he gently pats the right side of him.

"Thanks" I reply warmly, as I move to sit next to him, ––give of take three inches–– on the pew.

After a couple minutes of sitting in an unbearable silence. Barry finally nods his head towards me, indicating that it's time for my to make way up the platform near the alter.

"I'll be right back" I quickly say to Mon-el as I make my way up to the stage and to the microphone. After a few seconds the big wooden doors in the front of the church open revealing and as that happens I turn my gaze towards Barry, just in time to see him flash me and the orchestra a confirming nod, that tells us we can start.

As I sing, I try to keep my gaze from Mon-el, but eyes don't seem to wanna cooperate...Mon-el
seems to be having the same problem, because even when everyone else averts their eyes towards Iris, who is currently walking down the aisle, Mon-els gaze is still fixed onto mine...as if were just the two of us

*****

The ceremony went by pretty quickly, Barry, and Iris's vows were brief, yet beautiful, and I couldn't be more happier for the both of them.

As all the guest make there way out to the venue location, Mon-el is hurriedly rushed away from me by Barry and Cisco 'I wonder what that's about' I think to myself, as I make my way over to, Oliver and Felicity.

"Hey! I know you!" Felicity remarks, as she pulls me in for a hug.

I chuckle softly, before responding "You're not drunk, are you?"

"Maybe a little" Felicity responds. The slur in her voice now noticeable. "I'm gonna go get another drink" Felicity adds, chuckling a-bit, even though no one has said anything humorous.

"I don't think-" Oliver starts in protest, only to be quickly silenced, when Felicity's finger implants itself over his lips.

"Shhhh" Felicity shushes, before she sloppy makes her way over to the bar.

"...Hi" Oliver says, after a moment of watching Felicity struggle to get back up from off the ground, after her heel snapped.

"Hi" I reply, trying to sustain a chuckle. "That was uh...interesting"

"Nah, that was just typical Felicity...well the drunk edition " Oliver says, letting out a small smile. "I haven't really been able to talk to you...how have you been holding up?" Oliver ask.

I take a deep breath before truthfully replying, "I'm getting there"

"That's good-that's good..." Oliver responds, as he awkwardly scratches the side of his beard.

"Yeah-yeah it is" I reply back, matching his awkward tone. Oliver and I aren't the closest friends but, I really didn't think our conversation would be this...bland.

"He's a good man, you know?...Mon-el" Oliver says, after an awkward moment of silence between us.

"Yeah, yeah he really is" I respond, nodding slightly in agreement.

"...giving advice is more of Barry's thing, but I think I'll give it a shot" Oliver says, as he nervously clenches his lips together. "You probably feel like, you can't be in relationship with him because he's not the same guy you meet some time ago, but if I were you I wouldn't waste my time hoping that his memories will come back, because to put it blatantly we both know there's a good chance that they won't...so instead of moping around, you should be asking yourself 'would it really hurt if you feel in love with him all over again?' Because I don't see the shame in trying" Oliver concludes, ––he's right...Barry is better at giving advice–– .

"Thanks for the advice Oliver, but I think I'm gonna keep hoping" I remark.

Before Oliver can try to persuade me other wise, Felicity's voice rings out from across the venue. "Oliver! Come smells this guys feet! They smell like roses!"

"Oh god" Oliver says, as he moves his hand up to his head in disbelief.

"Good luck with that" I reply, as I watch Oliver make his way over to Felicity, who is currently holding some random guys foot towards her nose.

*****

Around 2am Mon-el and I finally make our way back to our hotel room, and I'm exhausted to say the least.

"God, how I've missed you" I say to the bed, as I plop down onto the mattress.

"I take it that you regret eating all of that cake?" Mon-el ask teasingly, as he also climbs into bed.

"Pfft, I regret nothing" I reply back, smiling softly, as I climb under the sheets, my actions are soon followed by Mon-el.

"Goodnight Kara" Mon-el says quietly, after some time, as his gaze moves from mine to the celling. 

"Goodnight Mon-el" I say, returning his hushed tone, as I turn to my side so that I can face the window. Although I desperately wish I could lay in Mon-els arms as I did the previous night, but I think that's a little too close for comfort.

I don't know how much time goes by, but Mon-els breathing has deepened indicating that he's now asleep, but yet again, I can't say the same for me. I just can't stop thinking about Oliver's words from earlier, 'would it really hurt if you fall in love with him all over again?'

'I guess it wouldn't....would it?' I keep asking myself, although a part of me...a rather large part of me, knows that I already have.