Delphine POV
She didn't mean what she was saying to me. I know that, and I understand that she's angry. She has every right to be. But I know that she feels the same thing that I do, she has to. She wouldn't be so upset if she felt nothing, right?
I left because I know that I have to prove to her that I am on her side, and I always have been. I did this to keep her safe, and just because she's mad at me, and trying to hurt me like I have hurt her doesn't change my mission, which is to keep her protected. The apartment where he keeps some of the more sensitive information isn't far from hers, (I could go there, report to him, and then go to my apartment. It was supposed to be discreet, being in the penthouse of a hotel, I looked like his mistress) Leekie made sure of that, but the walk seems so much longer right now. I can't help but see her face, how heartbroken she was, and how she kept calling herself stupid. She's anything but, and we both know that.
I unlock the door, half expecting Leekie to be standing or sitting inside. Then I remember the only reason he probably isn't is because he's going after Sarah. I open my bag and go for all of the paperwork that Leekie has stored in here. Some of it is the stuff I've told him, but there has to be stuff on the others. Only the most important stuff is kept away from the rest of his people. He probably doesn't realize I know that he keeps it here, but I wanted to know for the time when something like this came up.
I want to keep Cosima. I want her to trust me not just with her secret, but with her heart as well. That wasn't part of the plan originally, but after actually meeting her, I knew that I was officially a double agent, because the thought of her hating me is too much to bear. I feel like my whole world has been ripped from me, and I have to do something to get it all back.
When he comes back he'll know where my allegiance lays, but I can't find it in me to care. If he knows, she'll know too. That's what's important. Cosima will know I'm on her side, that I can be trusted.
I shove everything I can fit into my bag, we can always come back for the rest. I zip it up, and start the walk back over to her apartment, hoping that she hasn't already left, and that she'll be willing to let me explain.