***
Kara heard two gasps mingled with hers as she woke up, and when she did, she saw all black around her, including the sky and trees. She swallowed hard, fighting a shiver. "We're here," she whispered.
Lena slowly stood, looking around. "This is . . . " She completed a circle, trying to find the words to say. "This is impressive," she settled on.
"This is Juru," Kara told her.
There was a cracking noise from behind them, and they turned to see Alex snap a few sticks off one of the trees. "Are those for Sam and Julia?" Lena asked.
"It's for whatever might be around," Alex answered, climbing over a few fallen branches to join them.
Lena frowned, scratching her head. "I don't even know if anything here can get injured."
Alex hummed. "Sorry in advance."
"What?" Lena frowned, then yelped when Alex jabbed her with one of the sticks. "Ow!"
"Yeah, we're good," Alex nodded, smiling as she held up the stick. "This one. I like it. It's mine."
"Thanks," Kara took the stick offered to her, then bracing herself, dragged the stick across her palm. She hissed, making both women look at her. "Yep," she held up her now bleeding hand. "This place bites."
"Ouch," Lena winced sympathetically.
Alex nodded in agreement, then caught sight of something past Kara. "Oh, my God."
"What?" Kara asked, turning to look.
She gasped when she saw the woman lying in the mist. "That's Grace," Alex gulped.
"Who?" Lena frowned.
"She's the human form of Pestilence," Kara answered.
Lena swallowed hard, looking down at her. "She's
"Which means that we're running out of time with Sam and Julia," Alex nodded.
Kara looked around, then pointed. "They headed this direction."
Lena nodded, giving Grace one last look before following Kara through the trees.
***
Surprisingly, it was Dig who cracked first and asked one of the questions everyone was wondering. "How long?"
"Fifty-four minutes to totality," Querl answered.
"Jesus," Cisco dropped his forehead onto his clasped hands. "I hate this."
"Not being able to do anything?" Slade raised an eyebrow.
"Exactly!"
Slade scoffed softly, returning to his pacing. "You're not the only one."
Jesse jumped at a triumphant noise, and she turned to see Evelyn laugh and pull a pile of cards towards her. "Got it!"
"How are you winning this?" William protested.
"I'm good at cards," Evelyn grinned in reply.
"What're you doing?" Jesse asked incredulously.
"War," they answered at the same time.
"Never mind that," Winn frowned over . . . whatever he was working on at his console. "Where did you find the cards?"
They pointed at the same time towards Mon-El, who was looking at a tablet with Imra. As if aware of the eyes suddenly on him, Mon-El looked up, only to blink when he realized what he was getting asked. "What?" he held up his hands defensively. "We still have cards in the 31st century!"
"Well, at least they're still having fun," Laurel sighed, watching William and Evelyn flip over cards.
Malcolm smiled when they shouted "War!" again, making multiple adults around the room chuckle. "It'll be OK," he told her.
She sighed, leaning against him as he put his arm around her. "I hope so."
Barry tilted his head as he watched them, then pointed at them and looked at Oliver. "When did that happen?"
Oliver finally looked up from Kara, blinking in confusion, then turned to look at Malcolm and Laurel. He frowned, tilting his head. "Probably some time after he woke up from being infected by Pestilence."
"Huh. How're you explaining that to Thea?"
"I'm not going to," Oliver smirked. "That's for Malcolm to explain."
Barry whistled. "Good luck, Malcolm." Oliver snorted, but his amusement faded at once when he heard Kara make a noise from where she was laying. He looked down to see her head tossing and turning from side to side, breathing sharply. When she whimpered, he clenched his jaw and turned on his heel, walking off. "Oliver!" Barry called, making the others look up.
J'onn walked away from Alex's side, holding up his hand to stop the others from going after him, but William bit his lip, looking at Evelyn. "I won't look at your cards," she promised.
William put his face down and scrambled to his feet, running after J'onn, Evelyn watching him go in concern. He caught up to J'onn just as he rounded the corner to where Oliver was pacing restlessly. "Oliver?" the Martian asked.
Oliver spared both of them a look before closing his eyes, taking a few deep breaths to try and compose himself. "Kara was in a coma the last time she was unconscious with a crown on her forehead," he said in a tight voice, hands on his hips. "And this time, with the eclipse happening and what Brainy said . . . " He shook his head, looking up at J'onn. If he looked at his son, there was no way he was going to stay composed. "She looks breakable."
"She's strong," J'onn told him. "They all are."
"I know," Oliver closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. "But I just want to pull her out