Delphine's reflections upon her labor of love, the long, heart-rending search for Cosima's cure. "Come my darling, take pause and sit, let me spin you gold-silk tales. Of microscopes and bloody hopes, curvetting wintry gales. My thoughts they tread,'pon weary feet, loving words stitched in red hue. Of night to morn, my toil's adorn, each bless'd hour spent with you..."

Just a (not so) little expansion on everyone's favorite Cophine scene in 1x08.

""I'm sick, Delphine." Three words. The grenade that starts the war, really starts it, renders all battles up to this point mere child's play. You feel the impact in your whole body, a marrow deep armageddon, because you do not have to ask for clarification. You know what sort of sick she means." Mild season two spoilers. Cosima's health declines.

AU set in Paris. Sequel to "Love at First Science" so read that first. Cosima/Delphine, Cophine, Science Girlfriends, femslash

Cophine AU set in San Francisco. It started out as a short one based on a prompt, but somehow it is growing. Prompt: Delphine and Cosima meeting for the first time somewhere and Delphine falling for her instantly. Cosima/Delphine, Cophine, Science Girlfriends, femslash