Episode 6: Caroline Bowen- Australian Clone
Caroline was in pain and pissed off. She sat up in Felix's bed, still trying to adjust to her surroundings. She missed how her two year old son, West, would jump into her king sized white bed every morning and rest against her bosom. Now, she was stuck in this stupid loft that looked like a unicorn shat all over it. Even worse, sometimes Sarah Manning's young daughter, Kira, would come in and snoop through her stuff and ask her questions. "How do you like your sisters?" she had asked her once. "Alison has good taste, your mom beat the crap out of me, Cosima is weird as hell. Yeah, Alison is my favorite. The rest can burn in hell", said Caroline. Kira suddenly smiled. That was strange, hadn't Caroline just insulted her mother? Why was she smiling. "Helena! There's a sister here to meet you!" Kira exclaimed. Suddenly, a woman with her face but long, curly, blonde hair came running in. She made growling noises and jumped on the bed. Caroline screamed, bloody murder. "Dirty, sexy, Aussie sestra", Helena whispered, she had a strong Slavic accent and her breath smelled of pickle relish. Caroline swatted Helena off her and jumped out of the bed. She ran around in circles as Helena chased her. This was worse than when she was a child and her father would chase her with a cigarette butt. And that left scars on her shoulders. Sarah and Cosima came in and jumped back when they saw the scene. "I've seen you met Helena", said Sarah. Kira stood by the bed, giggling. "Sorry Mommy, I-I couldn't help myself", she said. "I don't mind, you can play with your Auntie Helena", said Sarah, tussling Kira's long, curly, sand colored hair. "Wouldn't you rather have a doll?" said Caroline. "Not really", said Kira, laughing.