"Hey, it's Cosima. I obviously can't answer right now, but uh- leave a message and I'll call you back."

"Hey, it's Cosima. I obviou-"

"Hey, it's Cosima."

"Hey, it's Cosima."

With a sigh Sarah threw the green clone phone on the glass table in front of her, burying her face in her hands. Everything was so messed up. Cosima wasn't suppose to die. She and Delphine was suppose to find a cure and save them all from dying.

Sarah looked up at the clear unlocking sound and opening of the door. She stood up from the chair she'd been sitting on.

"I told you Cosima would suffer if you didn't come to heel." Rachel said coldly. All will power to be mean or fight Rachel was drained from Sarah at the words, and all she could utter was a simple "you bitch".

"Now, can I tell Dr. Cormier she's allowed to continue the work on a cure, or are you going to keep running away from us?" Rachel asked, seating herself in the chair on the otherside of the table. Sarah sighed. This wasn't just about her. This was everyone around them too. This was about Alison and Kira. Alison's kids. Felix and Mrs. S. Delphine. It was about everyone who could get hurt in the process if she kept running.

"Wha' will ya do if I agree to it?" Sarah asked. It was a waste of time really, she'd already made up her mind about it. Just like she'd decided to be a mother, she now decided to be a friend, and a mother, and a daughter. And to stay alive, which was the most important. Rachel cleared her throat before talking.

"There will be some routine tests." she started having to clear her throat again. "Just so we can-" coughs. "so we can-" Rachel tried again, but kept coughing into her palms. She poured some water into the glass that stood on the table and took a sip. The edge stained red when she put it down.

Sarah knew what that was. To her own surprise, it didn't in anyway feel good.