Cosima Niehaus doesn't talk about Clone Club (geekmonkey) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-11-15 23:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, cosima niehaus, jemma simmons |
Who: Jemma and Cosima
What: Cosima’s dreams finally bestow a gift that can actually save her life.
When: Morning November 15th
Where: Cosima’s apartment
Warnings: Family friendly, though mention of blood samples
Status: Complete upon posting
Cosima’s dreams were starting to give some answers. At least after the trials and tribulations that Duncan’s book had caused. As much as her dream self had apologized to Delphine, Cosima in her waking life knew she didn’t owe Delphine any apology. Delphine had proven herself untrustworthy, and thus Cosima had been in the right to withhold the book from her. And then Delphine had seen fit to blame her when everything went to hell after that. Which hadn’t sat well with Cosima in her waking life.
Not to mention the whole Shay thing. But that was a topic Cosima was trying to not get into for multiple reasons. For one, she felt weird talking about dream girlfriends to her real life girlfriend. And she didn’t quite want to talk to Sarah about them because she well knew Sarah’s opinions on Delphine.
But tonight, the dreams seemed to finally give her answers. Sarah, Felix and Siobhan had located the Leda Original, and shockingly, the Leda Original was also the Castor Original. It had seemed right when Cosima was the one to draw her blood. Sure she was crotchety and all, but it didn’t phase Cosima. She just kept talking to her and got her to let her take her blood.
Life blood, really, because that blood had to hold the answer to curing her illness, the Leda Clones illness. And the Castor Clones illness. It was a ray of hope in an otherwise dark dream world.
Upon waking, Cosima just laid there in bed for some moments, letting herself come to. She’d tell Jemma of the happenings after she’d woken up. There wasn’t anything physical to go on, really, but she had clues, and she could tell Jemma, Sarah and Felix that there was hope for a cure.
After a few minutes of lying in bed, Cosima reached over and picked her glasses up off of the nightstand and slid them on. The sun had risen, and even in the half-light of the bedroom, she could see something else on the nightstand, something that had definitely not been there the night before.
“Holy shit,” she breathed as she reached out and picked up the vials of blood. The Leda Original’s blood. She sat up and stared at them as she flicked the lamp on.
“Oh my god,” she breathed, almost not believing that her dreams had been benevolent enough to give her this. “Jemma. Jemma, wake up!! Holy shit, wake up!” Her tone of voice was excited, ecstatic even, and definitely not the tone of her having a health setback or someone breaking in or whatnot.
Ever since she’d been sucked into the monolith, Jemma had been stressed. Okay, that was an understatement. So far, despite it all, she hadn’t lost hope. She was determined to keep in in her hands as a means of control, but things weren’t hopeless. Not yet. There was also the fact that, since the Monolith, Jemma hadn’t gotten any new dreams. She knew they would come eventually, but it meant that beyond dream repeats, she was able to get sleep.
The flicking on of the light had caused her to start to become conscious. Not completely. No, of course not. But enough that when Cosima started to wake her up, it wasn’t that hard. Not that Jemma was ever hard to wake anyway. As such she just sat up and blinked the sleep away as she looked at her girlfriend.
“What’s going on?” Her brain was processing that tone of voice was excited and that it wasn’t bad news. That was good. After the latest health scare, things had been a bit more...pressed.
She tried to tell herself to take it slowly, to let Jemma wake up a little before she jumped right into it. But Cosima never really had self control when she was excited. And considering after the latest setback in her health and how worried everyone was? This was far too exciting for her to wait.
Looking at Jemma, she had a wide grin on her face. “I had a dream last night. Sarah and Felix found the Leda Original! They tracked down the clue that Rachel translated for us from Duncan’s book, and it led them to the woman whose DNA created us!” She blurted out. And her hand, the one not holding the vials, was flying about excitedly as she spoke. “Though the crazy thing of it was, she’s also the Castor Original. Apparently she had a twin brother who died in the womb and she absorbed him into herself so she has two sets of DNA. Thus Leda and Castor both come from her.”
But that wasn’t the best part, even as utterly cool and crazy science that it already was, the best part was to come. Cosima turned to face Jemma.
“Jemma, I met her and took her blood in my dream.” She held up the vials. “This is her blood. We can cure my illness with this!” Well, after a bunch of reverse engineering and analyzing the blood and such, but Cosima held the answer that they’d been trying to figure out for a couple months now.
Cosima really was lucky that it didn’t take Jemma long to wake up and that she could follow crazy science talk in her sleep. Because it meant that it wouldn’t confuse the biochemist or have a need for her to ask for her girlfriend to repeat what she had said. Really though all she needed to hear was that they met the Original Clone, samples and that they had shown up. Because that was….
“Ohmigod, that’s brilliant!”
They needed the good news. All of them did. And while Jemma had been working on seeing if she could reconstruct the Original DNA with what the samples she had from Cosima and when Cosima had been male, this would be infinitely easier and faster. Perhaps scientific curiosity would have her at least check her progress. But only after they had a cure.
And so she just hugged Cosima, making sure not to accidentally damage the vial in her enthusiasm. Because wow. She had known it was always a possibility that the original sample would show up should they meet the Original Clone, they had been operating on the theory that they wouldn’t just to make sure they were being proactive on everything.
When Jemma hugged her, Cosima hugged her back tightly. Whatever the dreams held for her in the future, it didn’t matter. Because here and now, her dreams had given her something useful. They could figure out what the illness was and how to fix it. They could even probably prevent it altogether in Sarah. Which was good because Sarah had a daughter she needed to be here for.
“I had hoped something like this would happen, but I’d expected to just relay information from my dreams to you. Not actually have the freaking Holy Grail in my hand!” Because this was the Holy Grail to Cosima at the moment. She was careful to keep hold of the vials and not let them break. She wasn’t going to waste this opportunity.
Of course, she knew it wouldn’t be nearly this easy in her dreams to get herself cured and to find a way to prevent the illness in the other Leda Clones, but she didn’t need to worry about that. Here, they would cure her without incident. There was no DYAD, no Rachel, no Neolutionists to get in the way. And no army to come in and take the DNA for their own use with the Castor Clones.
Here, they could simply analyze the DNA and create the cure.
“That was what I was thinking as well. I knew we’d figure it out, but I figured it would be us using the clues.” That was what she had to believe. She had kept the hope, they both had and it had definitely paid off. “But either way, we’re one step closer!”
There was so much excitement about this. It wouldn’t make it easy, Jemma wasn’t that naive. But she also knew that between the two of them, they could easily analyse the DNA, compare it to the information and DNA they already had and create a cure. There were always the dreams and what they might bring, but that was something else entirely. The immediate concern was Cosima’s health here.
Jemma was so relieved that they didn’t have the complications that were in Cosima’s dreams. It made it infinitely easier.
“Definitely. This will make it so much easier than trying to piece clues from three different sets of dreams together to form an answer.” Because Sarah and Felix both had different viewpoints, and all three of them had pieces of the puzzle. And considering how convoluted their dreams could be at times, it sometimes took a while to piece things together.
But now, they had a solid answer. Cosima held the Original’s DNA in her hand.
“Now we can make some crazy science happen!” Cosima said with a grin. She looked at Jemma, a fondness, as well as immense relief, in her expression. “Thank you for everything. I totally couldn’t have done this without you.” Cosima was a science geek, but her knowledge could only get her so far in studying her biology in this way. And she trusted Jemma to have her back, and not to use her for her own purposes like people in her dreams did. Nor had Jemma ever betrayed her trust like Delphine had done multiple times in her dreams.
It had been a very intense jigsaw puzzle. And while Jemma normally didn’t mind that, when it came to Cosima’s health and life? Jigsaw puzzles weren’t exactly ideal. No. Having solid answers? That would make it so much easier and much more successful.
“I look very forward to the crazy science.” Smiling at the second comment, Jemma just squeezed her girlfriend’s hand, “Of course.” Leaning over, she kissed Cosima’s cheek before sitting back. “I’m going to make us celebratory pancakes.” Because pancakes.
Finally there was a light at the end of the tunnel, and Cosima couldn’t wait to tell Sarah and Felix about it. They wouldn’t have to worry about her anymore. Really, Cosima hated worrying the three of them regarding her health. It was why she tended to downplay how she felt. She didn’t like worrying others if she could help it.
But now, they wouldn’t have to worry for much longer.
“I’m definitely not saying no to celebratory pancakes,” she responded with a grin. Especially when they were in celebration of something really awesome.