Cosima sits on the grass, smiling up at the sun. It's a beautiful day.

"Auntie Cosima, look what I made," Kira says, holding up her drawing. On it is a picture of everyone in the family.

"Wow, monkey, that's awesome," Cosima beams.

"Look at mine," Charlotte states, bringing the piece of paper over. "I tried to draw your tattoo."

Cosima looks down at the page and sees the familiar swirl from her wrist. "So cool!" she exclaims.

"Cosima, would you like some lemonade?" Allison calls to her from the porch.

"Sure," she yells back.

Oscar and Gemma come running out of the house, followed by Helena's toddlers. Sarah and Felix are chatting with Art and Mrs. S while Helena chases after the twins.

Cosima lays back in the grass, her arms up under her head. She closes her eyes for a moment, smiling. The warm rays of sunshine wash over her, coating her in a feeling of safety. She's so happy to have her family back.

"Hey," she hears in a whisper.

She opens her eyes to see blonde curls glistening in the sunlight and she grins wide.

Cosima lifts her arms toward Delphine, beckoning for her to come lay with her. She obliges, lying next to her, resting her head on Cosima's chest and throwing her arm over her torso. Cosima strokes her hair while they lay, the sounds of the kid's laughter surrounding them.

Her mind is free, for the first time in a long time.

Cosima awakens and automatically puts out her arm to feel around. The bed is empty and she shivers, seeing that the window has been left open. The cold air swirls inside and she curls into a ball to try to get warm.

Cold.

She feels for her glasses and slips them on, looking at the clock. It's only 7 in the morning. She's so cold and she feels a sense of longing for something, so she gets up.

"Delphine?" she calls out as she walks into the kitchen.

Delphine is standing at the stove, her back to her.

"Delphine, why are you up so early?" Cosima asks.

Delphine doesn't answer. She's making eggs on the stove.

"Delphine?"

Cosima walks closer, reaching out for her, touching her shoulder.

Delphine jumps and turns. "Oh my god, Cosima! You scared me. Sorry, I had my headphones in. I didn't hear you."

Cosima sighs.

"Eggs?" Delphine asks.

"No!" Cosima shouts, unnecessarily loudly.

"Whoa, ok, no one's forcing you," Delphine giggles.

"Sorry," Cosima replies, rubbing her arms in an attempt to get warm.

"You're shivering," Delphine tells her. "And you look so sleepy. Why don't you go back to bed."

"I'm freezing," Cosima whines, before yawning.

Delphine tilts her head and smirks, before turning off the stove and putting her eggs on the plate next to the frying pan. "Ok, come on," Delphine instructs, taking Cosima's hand and leading her back to bed.

"What are you doing?" Cosima asks.

"I'm going to keep you warm."

Cosima grins and jumps into bed.

Delphine follows, getting under the covers facing Cosima and pulling her in tightly to her chest. Cosima brings her knees up and nuzzles into the blonde. Delphine lifts Cosima's chin and brings her lips to hers, kissing sweetly.

Cosima feels that warmth that she loves and she smiles, grasping at Delphine's side, sighing into her embrace.

Warm.

It's been two months since she found Delphine, two months of bliss, knowing that her life could finally begin. She looks up into warm hazel eyes and smiles.

Delphine leans in, brushing her lips against Cosima's neck, kissing lightly. "Mon amour," she coos.

Cosima knows this is how it's supposed to be. She never gave up. She would never give up.

She pulls Delphine tighter to her body, closing her eyes as the warmth surrounds her and she feels the familiar pull of sleep. "I love you, Delphine," she mumbles.

"Cosima…" Delphine whispers, "Je t'aime."