The Israeli Clone- Part 2 of my fanfiction story of an Israeli clone I made up:
When Cosima took Hannah Levy, the Israeli clone- to visit the rest of them at Alison's house, it was a dark night. The sky was an ominous shade of black. Suddenly, Hannah started coughing. It had been two weeks that they'd been working together, trying to find a cure for Cosima and the rest of them. "I don't feel so good", said Hannah. She was driving, as Cosima was too weak to drive. "You wanna pull over?" asked Cosima, anxiously. She's usually calm but she was growing increasingly concerned for Hannah's well-being. She prayed Hannah would never have to suffer like her. Cosima almost started crying thinking about it. Hannah put one hand to her mouth and coughed. When she took her hand away, there was blood on it. At a red light, Hannah showed her bloody hand to Cosima with a mournful look in her eye. Despite there being blood on her hand, Cosima took it and squeezed it. Her blood is my blood, she thought.