Cosima stepped out of the cab nervously clutching her bag to her chest. It had been two years. Two years since Beth called her and turned her entire world upside down. She turned eighteen just before spring break and asked her mother to fly her to Toronto as her birthday gift. Of course she also got Cosima a car, but that was neither here nor there. Her mother wanted to get her a car a year and a half ago, but it took Cosima three times to pass the driving test. The first time she took it she was sixteen and a half, the earliest she could take it. The next time she was seventeen. It wasn't her fault. Not exactly. She was too busy with schoolwork, science clubs and competitions, preparing for college, and the whole having four sisters she never knew existed business to have the time to dedicate to learning how to drive. Especially when she had a driver and there were buses and the like. But again, that was neither here nor there.
Even after two years of numerous phone calls, video chats, and probably millions of texts it was still hard for her to believe all of this. Hard to believe she had sisters. Four identical sisters. At least on a cellular level. On the outside they couldn't be anymore different.
She got along with Beth the best. They had a similar sense of humor and were both very driven and knew what paths they wanted their lives to take. Cosima's to school for an eventual PhD, and Beth to college for a degree in criminal justice before applying to the police academy. Alison and Cosima clicked on an intellectual level. Both on track to be valedictorians. Helena they had only just found recently and she was unpredictable. No one could get much of anything out of her and then there was Sarah...wild personified. Already dropped out of school and was very rarely not high. Mostly only after she'd been arrested and didn't have access.
But all four of these girls were a part of her, or she was a part of them? They were a part of each other. Cosima raised a hand to knock just as the door swung open. She couldn't help but stare.
Beth smiled and ushered her in. "You get used to it."
Cosima woke with a start, prompting another round of brutal coughs. It was always worse in the morning. Everything that settled during the night, though how anything was able to settle with the amount of times she was woken up by the need to cough was beyond her, had to come up. She could easily fill three, four, sometimes even five tissues with splatters and clots of varying shades of yellow, green, red and brown.
It was enough to make her need to go back to sleep from the exertion and sheer force of it all, which, she had been doing more of lately. Delphine actually preferred her to come into work late if it meant she was resting, but there was no going back to sleep today.
Beth was doing better. Art got to her just a second after she lost consciousness and her head dipped under the water. He dragged her out of the tub quick and seconds later Sarah was there with a small stash of meds from Delphine's medical bag, and they got her back. She was placed on a seventy-two hour psych hold and was being released today. No one had been allowed to see her in the hospital, but after a tearful phone conversation with all of her sisters Beth agreed to go to rehab. Cosima and Delphine volunteered to drive her.
Sarah ended the call and looked around at her sisters. "We stick together from now on. If someone isn't doing well, bloody say so! None of this hiding shit or trying to do everything yourself. We're a team."
Delphine rubbed slow circles on Cosima's back until the coughing stopped and Cosima's breathing synched up with the motions of her hand. Breathe in for a circle, breathe out for a circle. Cosima offered her girlfriend a small smile in thanks before wordlessly heading to the shower.
With a sigh Delphine made the bed and headed downstairs. She judged she had about ten minutes before Cosima finished her shower so she quickly made some tea and cut up some fruit. Just something light she wouldn't have too much trouble convincing Cosima to eat and made her way back upstairs.
Cosima was sitting in a towel on the edge of the bed with a picture frame in her hands. Cosima had a long and tumultuous history with psych wards and hospitals. Even though Beth survived her overdose and was going to get treatment for her hidden addiction to prescription medications and cocaine, Cosima was a wreck. Beth was her sister. She was supposed to notice when her sister was crying out for help.
Delphine set the tray down and cautiously rounded the bed. The past few days had been a whirlwind of emotions for Cosima. One minute she was happily retelling a tale of something fun she and Beth had done or a particularly fond memory, the next she was breaking every plate in the kitchen and throwing glasses across the room. She was barely eating, skipping her medication and when Delphine pressed, she lashed out and things got worse. Cosima's health couldn't handle that so Delphine was walking on eggshells.
As much as she could, Delphine tried not to take anything her girlfriend said or did to heart; tried not to take it personally. Cosima's sister nearly died. Cosima had a close bond with each of her sisters, but there was something...different she had with Beth. Beth was the one to tell Cosima about her sisters, the first point of contact, the gateway to the rest of them. They always had a special bond. As teenagers they bonded over their focus and dedication to their goals, on their abandonment of typical teenage rebellions to focus on future plans.
Beth was always behind Cosima, pushing her when the schoolwork overwhelmed her or her love life was in shambles and Cosima returned the favor, helping Beth train and study for the police entrance exam and later the detective exam, and having the biggest smile on her face when Beth walked across the stage and got her shield. Life had gotten in the way lately and Cosima's illness monopolized everything not leaving much time for any of her sisters and truthfully, Cosima started pulling away from them when she got sick. It got better when she moved to Toronto and then when she and Delphine started searching for the cure, but there was still this wall Cosima kept between each of them.
It may not have even been a conscious thing, but it was there and now Cosima was kicking herself for it. "This was the first time I met them," she explained, handing Delphine the frame. Delphine couldn't help but smile. Cosima was so young, so full of life with her hair in dreadlocks tied up in a high ponytail wearing a pair of plaid pajama pants and a long sleeved black and grey raglan top with an animated picture of an atom surrounded by 'SCIENCE' above and 'Is my Super Power' below. Sitting on the couch with an arm slung one around Beth, the other around Sarah, and Alison and Helena sitting on the floor in front of them with a massive bowl of popcorn-in Helena's lap, of course.
They looked like any normal group of sisters having a movie night.
"We clicked instantly, all of us, but Beth...Beth and I..."
"Hi, is this Cosima Niehaus?"
Cosima briefly contemplated hanging up. She had her own line her friends knew to call so for someone to be asking for her from the main phone line was a bit off, but her curiosity got the better of her. "Uh, yeah."
"I'm uhh...I saw your picture online for that North American Science something or other competition you were in-"
"Something or other?" Cosima was more than a little offended. She decimated that entire competition. It was impressive for anyone, especially someone years younger than the majority of the competitors, and she deserved the correct recognition. "Who is this?"
"My name is Beth Childs. I'm your sister."
"I am so sorry chérie." Delphine cooed as she gathered Cosima securely in her arms.
Cosima buried her face in her girlfriend's neck, deeply inhaling the lavender and vanilla scent that always filled her with a sense of happiness and comfort. "I don't want you to be sorry," she sobbed. "I want Beth to be okay."
"I know." Delphine soothed gently, holding Cosima close. She resisted the urge to grab for Cosima's medication or the cannula when she started coughing and just held her, handed her a tissue and quietly whispered in French until she calmed down. The last thing she wanted was to set Cosima off again, but she needed her to take her medication. Her life depended on it. "Why don't you eat something. That way you can take your medication."
Cosima momentarily tensed, but a fight with Delphine for only trying to help would use energy she didn't have to spare. She wasn't a child; she knew she needed to take her meds and right now she needed to be pushed to do so, but she was hurting. She was scared for her sister. A deep-seeded kind of fear that felt like a vice around her chest. And she was scared for herself. Beth nearly dying brought visions of her own mortality. Visions she was nowhere near ready to face.
"You know she's the reason I bought this house. She kept telling me I'd be okay. She believed with everything she had that I'd beat this."
Delphine smiled softly, handing Cosima her medications. "Prove her right."
"I'm sorry."
"If you ever think about doing anything like that ever again I will kill you myself!"
Cosima and Beth were both crying the moment they wrapped their arms around each other.
After a minute they waved Delphine over, who had been staying by the car giving the sisters their space. At this point she was probably Beth's closest friend outside of her sisters, so of course when she joined them a fresh wave of tears started. Beth was the strongest out of all of them. She took on not only her problems, but her sisters' problems, and all the problems of the city of Toronto. It would do anybody in, but Beth had a whole mess of people around who were there for her. Even if she couldn't see it.
"Why didn't you say anything? If not to me, to Alison? Or Delphine or Art? Anyone, Beth..."
Beth wiped her face and looked out before turning to Cosima. "You had so much going on-"
"Beth," Cosima chastised. "I told you before that I am always here for you. If things got this bad, I wasn't the only one dying."
Beth shook her head. "I thought I could handle it, you know? I thought I could deal with it on my own."
Cosima looked deep into her sister's blood-shot eyes. Beth was shaking, her eyes shifting from side to side not staying on anything or anyone for too long and she ran her hands up and down her arms as if her skin was crawling. She was in withdrawal. Whatever they wanted to say or discuss could wait. As soon as possible she and Delphine needed to get Beth to the rehab where they could manage her symptoms safely. "Yeah, I get that."
Even though they were all identical, it still amazed Cosima sometimes how alike they all were. They weren't raised together, but they shared the same genetics. A lot of their personalities were a result of their upbringing, their nurture, but a lot was also their biology too, their nature. How long did she try to deal with her disease by herself? How long after she was diagnosed did she keep it from her family? How much did she still try to deal with on her own? They all wanted to deal with their own shit by themselves. She understood Beth all too well.
They brought Beth to the same rehab center Alison went to years ago. Only difference was Beth was in a different ward to detox. A secure ward with medical staff on hand twenty-four hours a day/seven days a week. Beth felt she was signing her life away at the end of it. As the ward was locked down, she wouldn't be free to leave as anyone else in rehab would be. It was an intense withdrawal she was going to go through so they had an intense approach and an intense amount of paperwork.
They were met by a doctor, a nurse, the director of the center and the woman who ran the ward. They all wanted to make sure Beth knew what she was getting into. It wouldn't be fun, or pretty, and she wouldn't be allowed to leave until she was fully detoxed. Once she detoxed, however long that took, she would be transferred to the rehab part of the center. There she would be allowed to leave whenever she chose, if she so chose, but no one had to say how badly they hoped she would stay to complete her treatment. She wouldn't be allowed visitors until she was through the worst of it and the staff were certain she wouldn't put herself or anyone else in danger. "Like a prisoner." Beth scoffed.
"Yes." The director agreed, not sugar coating a thing. "Detective, you would have died if your partner didn't get there in time. A few seconds later and you wouldn't be here to have this conversation."
"Beth," Delphine began, gentler. "We will be with you every step of the way. You won't be doing this alone."
Cosima's chest bloomed with love for her girlfriend. Delphine was such a selfless person. She would do anything to help someone who needed it and was going above and beyond for Cosima and her family. And she was being such an ass to her. They say you treat those you love the most the worst because you know they won't leave. Or you push at those boundaries to see how far you can push them before they do. Cosima wasn't meaning to do any of it, but she couldn't wrap her head around any of this.
Beth had so many people who would be there for her for anything if only she had said something. Cosima didn't know how she hadn't noticed. What kind of a horrible sister was she to not notice things were so bad? She was scared for Beth. Withdrawal was dangerous and she would go through unimaginable hell. She wasn't sure if she thought Beth was strong enough to get through it.
There was a lot going on in her mind. She was mad at Beth for not reaching out, mad at herself for not noticing, scared for her sister, scared for herself. It was impossible to deal with death knocking at the door and not think about your own mortality.
Her hand sought Delphine's, almost on its own, and their fingers laced together with a mouthed, 'I love you.'
Leaving was much harder than Cosima anticipated. Until she detoxed Beth's room had very little in it and all furniture was bolted to the floor and the walls. There were even bars on the windows.
"It's like prison."
"It is the best place for her." Delphine assured.
Cosima nodded. It was true, she knew that, but that didn't make it any easier. If someone had told her what was going on, maybe she could have prevented this. She could have talked to Beth and gotten her help before it got to this point. She could have tried, at least, but she kept her anger at bay. If anything, it was Beth's fault, but addiction was a terrible disease. The Beth they just left wasn't the Beth they all knew and loved. She was going to go through hell, but soon, hopefully, their Beth would come back to them. "I know. It just sucks."
"She'll be okay." The blonde said as they steered the car onto the highway. "She's strong."
"Yeah, strong enough to land herself in rehab." Cosima scoffed, looking out the window.
With a sigh Delphine reached for Cosima's hand. "We all need help sometime."
The sisters sat quietly around the table along with Felix, Donnie, Siobhan, Delphine and the kids. No one knew what to say. It wasn't a proper family dinner without Beth. The one and only time they attempted one, Beth almost died, so the mood was a little tense.
Cosima moved her fork around the plate, but didn't land on anything. It was impossible not to think of her own mortality after almost losing her sister. Soon enough that would be her sisters getting that call about her. For nearly an hour they all thought Beth was dead. Until Sarah called and told them they were on the way to the hospital and that Beth was alive, but for a short while Cosima saw what death would do to them. What her death would do to her sisters.
There wasn't a guide on how almost losing a sister was supposed to affect you. If there was, Cosima was sure she was hitting every single one of the dos and don'ts, but the fact that she was dying was making everything so much worse. It was forcing her to deal with her own circumstances long before she was ready to and the guilt she felt at not noticing Beth's downward spiral was crushing her.
After the chaos that ensued shortly after Alison's call, Cosima couldn't imagine her sisters going through that. Couldn't imagine Delphine going through that. Death is always harder on those left behind. They are the ones who have to deal with the aftermath and by that it doesn't mean the funeral arrangements or settling affairs, but they have to then learn to live without this person. Without someone they loved, counted on, needed. They had to go through their days not reaching for the phone and dialing their number, no longer seeing that familiar face at family dinners, no longer having a partner to make crazy science with, never again seeing that face again.
Beth was the one who started this all. She brought all of them together. If not for her they may have never known there were five of them.
"She saved my life." Cosima wiped her eyes and looked up. "And I was too caught up in my own shit to do the same for her."
"She's alive." Siobhan said. "She's a fighter."
Beth had this way of pushing all of them. She knew they could do things even when they didn't. Even when they were so sure they couldn't. Beth would look at them, tilt her head with that infuriating smirk she had, the one that said she knows more than you do and she's not afraid to let you know, and she would say, "You know I'm damn right." And suddenly they could do it because Beth believed in them. She was alive, yes, but it was like they lost her anyway. They wouldn't have the Beth they knew back for quite some time.
"Hey Cos?" Cosima raised a brow in Sarah's direction. "When's the last time you took your meds?"
Cosima's eyes shot a quick glare at her girlfriend before they went back to the food on her plate she was moving around. "This morning."
"All of them?"
"Enough."
"And before that?" Sarah pressed.
Cosima turned to Delphine. "Am I a child who needs to be tattled on?"
Wanting to avoid another fight, Delphine excused herself to the restroom.
"Oi, don't talk to her like that." Sarah said once Delphine was out of view, surprising her sister. "She's trying to save your bloody life Cosima. I can't believe I'm saying this, but she is the best thing that's ever happened to you. Don't push her away."
"I don't mean to." Cosima deflated. Delphine had been amazing the past few days and she was treating her like shit. She was just so mad that Delphine and Alison, Sarah, Siobhan and nearly everyone knew something was going on with Beth and didn't tell her. She was mad and heartbroken and scared and was having a difficult time processing everything she was feeling along with her feelings of wanting to pull Delphine as close as she possibly could then remembering she didn't tell her about her concerns with Beth and wanting to yell until she was blue in the face.
"You know Beth's her friend. She's our sister, but she's Delphine's friend too. I can't..." Cosima watched sadly as the wild one's eyes filled with tears. "...I can't lose one of us, Cosima. I lived my entire childhood and bloody...adolescence without you. I can't do it again."
Cosima looked from her sister's tear-filled eyes around the table at everyone now looking at her, their faces echoing Sarah's words. "Hey..." she said gently. "You haven't lost me."
"Yet." Kira added softly from beside her mother. "You're getting sicker and you're not taking your medicine and you..." Kira looked to her mother, not sure if she should continue, but Sarah put her arm around her daughter and nodded. "You're thinking about stopping treatment again. Auntie Cosima I don't want you to die!"
Cosima took a few deep breaths as her heart threatened to beat through her chest. Looking up her eyes immediately met Delphine's that went wide in fear, the blonde frozen across the room. Kira was a very intuitive child. One of these days she would convince Sarah to let her examine the girl and see if there was any scientific reason for what she could do, but for now they all just accepted that Kira somehow knew things. She was the reason Cosima moved to Toronto. Sarah and Siobhan brought her with them to San Francisco for a visit when she was in the hospital. When they'd left to get dinner one night Kira told Cosima that she had to move to Toronto.
"Auntie Cosima?"
"Yeah Monkey?"
"Can I tell you something?"
Cosima opened her eyes. When Kira asked to tell you something it was usually something she somehow knew with whatever intuitive ability she had. "Of course."
"You need to leave the hospital." She looked her aunt square in the eyes. "If you don't, you will die here."
Cosima shifted over in the bed, patting a small space beside her for her niece. When Kira climbed up beside her she put her arms around the girl and took a breath. It was easier now, breathing. She was doing much better than she had been, but she was still dying. "Kira I know your Mom and Mrs. S have talked to you about this, but I'm very sick. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but I will die."
Kira shook her head and clung to her aunt as tears fell from her eyes. "No! Not if you come to Toronto."
At the time Cosima chalked that up to childhood innocence and hope and her niece just wanting her closer, but maybe there was more to it than that. As a scientist she'd always had a hard time believing in this aspect of her niece, but maybe she was right.
Sarah comforted her daughter as best she could. The little girl almost lost one aunt and had an overwhelming feeling she was going to lose another so there was little her mother could do. Delphine returned to her seat, unable to meet her girlfriend's eyes. "If you don't get your head out of your arse and start taking your meds and letting Delphine help, we will lose you."
"She kept this from me! You all kept this from me." Cosima began, finally unleashing the anger that had been simmering just below the surface for days. "Just because I'm sick doesn't mean you all get to lie to me. I could have..." She trailed off, not knowing where to go with that or what she realistically could have done. "I didn't know any of this was coming." It wasn't just that she was angry at them for not telling her, but she felt guilty she hadn't noticed herself. "I didn't see it. I was too wrapped up in my own shit-"
"Important shit." Felix protested.
"You all lied to me." Cosima said, her eyes looking at each one of them around the table, narrowing in on her girlfriend. If there was one thing Cosima hated it was being lied to. It stung that they would all keep something this big, this important, from her, but her girlfriend doing it hurt most of all. She was the one person in the world Cosima was supposed to be able to trust and she kept this huge secret. A secret that maybe almost cost Beth her life.
Delphine shook her head. "It wasn't lying-"
"She almost died!" Cosima slammed her hands down on the table. "And you lied to me! If someone would have told me-"
"What?" Sarah asked. "You'd have stopped her?"
"Cosima, we were trying to get her help." Alison added softly from across the table.
"I don't-"
Siobhan cleared her throat and everyone shut their mouths. "Beth wanted to kill herself," she said as gently as she could, but still a sob came from Alison before she could cover her mouth with her hand. "You wouldn't have been able to stop her any more than we did. Chicken, this is not your fault. It's not anyone's fault. You all need to stick together. Now more than ever. Don't let your anger at Beth for doing what she did drive a wedge between you."
Cosima opened and closed her mouth, but finding no words looked down at her hands in her lap and took a couple deep breaths. Her anger was because of a lot of reasons.
Seeing her girlfriend calmer, Delphine reached a tentative hand out. "Cosima-"
"No!" Cosima yanked her hand away. "I could have tried," she continued, softer. "But now we'll never know because every single one of you kept this from me! She would have talked to me, would have listened to-"
"Cosima this isn't about you!" Heads snapped to look at Alison. Of all of them this was hitting her the most. They were all sisters, but Beth and Alison were raised together. Growing up they were inseparable. Beth wanted to do soccer, Alison did soccer. Alison wanted to do some play at the community center, Beth did some play at the community center. Even as adults, they studied at the same university, graduated together, and even now they had lunch together at least twice a week. There wasn't a part of each other's lives the other wasn't intimately involved in.
If there was anyone who should be acting like this it wasn't Cosima.
Delphine's hands tightened on the steering wheel as she looked at Cosima out of the corner of her eye. Neither said a word since they got in the car, not that anyone said much the rest of the meal and the silence was getting to her. "I tried to tell you about Beth. Before we went to San Francisco."
"I went for a run with Beth before work, I told you. Cosima, there's something going on-"
"No, no I know that. I meant...never mind. Look at this."
"But that was the morning you discovered Duncan's treatment was destroying the masses and I got so caught up in that and-"
"And then my sister OD'd." Cosima finished coldly.
"I'll convince her." Beth promised. "I gave her my bone marrow, she owes me."
Delphine laughed, sitting up and wiping her face. "Convince her to take more bone marrow by reminding her she owes you for you giving her some before?"
Beth shrugged. "What could go wrong?"
All Delphine could do was shake her head. They were so far from where she wanted to be with their understanding of this disease. Three months and they hadn't gotten anywhere. They hadn't learned anything new, hadn't found anything yet that even put a dent in the masses, hadn't managed to get a handle on the symptoms. Delphine felt like she was back in over her head at med school and it was infuriatingly heartbreaking. All she could do was sit there and watch as her girlfriend literally withered in front of her.
"Can bone marrow be frozen?"
"It can be stored, yes."
"How long?"
"Decades."
Beth nodded slowly. "Okay, so we harvest my bone marrow and store it until we can convince her to use it."
Delphine thought a moment. It was a viable option, but it would be better to do a fresh transplant. There really was no reason to store it. "We can wait until she agrees. No point in storing it now. It would be more effective-"
"I might be going undercover soon." Beth interrupted, watching someone jog past, following them with her eyes until they were out of view. "I don't think I'll be available by the time she agrees."
"Oh. Okay." Delphine nodded skeptically. "We can do that."
"When?"
Delphine took in the woman beside her. Her eyes were starting to haze over like she wasn't completely there and she refused to meet Delphine's gaze. "What's going on?"
"When?" Beth demanded. When Delphine shifted a bit away she softened. "For Cosima."
Delphine sighed. Whatever was going on with Beth would have to wait. "This afternoon? Cosima has an MRI at 3:30. I'll be free."
They slipped back into silence the rest of the way home. Once they were home Cosima plopped herself down on the couch and Delphine went into the kitchen, rejoining Cosima with her medication. Seeing yet another glare on her girlfriend's face, Delphine sighed. She really shouldn't have hoped her family's pleas would have made a difference. "Don't fight me on this. You know it's important."
"I don't need a doctor right now, Delphine. I need my girlfriend." Cosima explained, grabbing the pill bottles and throwing them across the room, not caring in the least as they broke open and scattered pills everywhere. "If you can't separate the two, if you can't just...be with me outside of work, or when my sister almost dies, without bringing the doctor along too, then you need to leave."
Delphine took a few deep breaths, telling herself that this wasn't her Cosima. Cosima was dealing with a pain so great she was lashing out. She knew Beth's brush with death would force Cosima to think of her own mortality. Cosima was sad and scared and confused so she was pushing Delphine away even though they both knew that was the last thing the brunette wanted. Cosima felt like everyone left her. Her father, her mother, her grandmother, Shay, Beth...Delphine needed to show her she wasn't going to leave her too.
"Your life depends on me being your doctor, Cosima, but I'm not going anywhere either-"
"I'm still me, Delphine! Sometimes it feels like you forget that and you only see the science."
"You are the science Cosima."
Goosebumps rose over Cosima's skin as her heart fell. It was inevitable that this would monopolize a good portion of their relationship, but more often than not she felt like their doctor-patient relationship followed them home. This wasn't just about Beth. This was about something that had been simmering just below the surface for a while. The days of just basking in the two of them were long gone. It was inevitable. There was so much at stake. Cosima's life was literally hanging in the balance. "This is exactly why I didn't want treatment Delphine." One of the reasons. There were many. "I didn't want to become a test subject again. Jesus, before we went to California I can't even remember the last time we had sex. I'm still me! I'm not dead yet and I expected more from you."
"More?" Delphine asked incredulously. Her guilt over everything Cosima was saying was overrun by her anger in the moment. "What more can I give you? I spend every waking moment working to save your life-"
"I need my girlfriend too! I need to see you when I first open my eyes in the morning, not a cold and empty bed, so the first thing I think about isn't the fact that I'm running out of time. I need you to sit with me and laugh about...stupid shit that doesn't mean anything and yet means everything. I need you to touch me and remind me that I'm still alive. I need you to look at me like I'm the only thing you see. Me! Not the science." Turning back to the blonde Cosima couldn't help the tears slowly falling down her face or her voice from breaking. "I need my girlfriend, Delphine. I know you are doing all of this because you love me and I will never be able to thank you, but I need you too. Just you."
Moments passed without either saying anything and with a deep seeded sorrow in her eyes, Cosima dropped Delphine's gaze and shrugged.
Delphine shook her head. How could she do what Cosima was asking of her? Her skills as a doctor were what was going to save Cosima's life. Surely the brunette understood that? Understood that their relationship had to take a backseat for the time being so they could find a way out, but that there would be plenty of time for them to be together after. Her eyes locked on her girlfriend's just a few yards away and her heart fell. Cosima was already counting on there not being an after. That was why she was pushing this so hard. She expected to die.
"Cosima..." Delphine began, trailing off. Her mouth opened and closed, but no thoughts came to her mind nevermind out of her mouth.
"Just get out Delphine. I need my girlfriend. Let me know when you find her."
