Cosima began to stretch when she saw the blonde was still asleep. Delphine was always a morning person, waking early to eat her fruit and drink her tea as she read the paper. But this morning, she was still sound asleep. Cosima wished she could tease her for snoring or drooling, but it was useless. Delphine was flawless, even in her slumber. Her blonde hair formed an angelic crown around her head and her pink lips formed the slightest hint of a smile. She seemed so peaceful that Cosima felt proud she had given her that.

It hadn't been easy. After the blowout they had, Cosima had kept Delphine handcuffed to her. They had talked all night, about major issues in their relationship and about small, trivial things. They talked so long that Cosima had pulled Delphine to the balcony window, and the two had watched the sunrise together.

"It's symbolic," Delphine whispered, kissing Cosima's shoulder. Delphine's hazel eyes were wide as she took in all the hues of the sky. The red, orange and yellow seemed to blend together around the sunrise. With such large glass balcony doors, it felt like they were standing in front of a painting rather than real life.

"The sun? Because we shed light on our issues? That's so cheesy!" Cosima laughed.

"The horizon because it's all new for us. It's a fresh start..."

"That's still cheesy," Cosima snickered.

"You're such a brat," Delphine rolled her eyes.

Remembering how much they'd worked through, Cosima leaned over, attempting to unhook the handcuffs.

"Leave them on," Delphine mumbled, still half asleep. Cosima leaned down, kissing the top of her head. The pile of curls cascaded down, tickling her face and making her groan as she tried to fall back asleep.

"Baby, you've got to wake up," Cosima whispered. "We've got to check out soon..." she unhooked the silver handcuffs, her thumb gently brushing over them. She felt grateful, as illogical as she knew it was. This tiny piece of metal prevented Delphine from pushing her away. Those handcuffs saved their relationship.

"Book another day," she moaned.

"Delphine, we have work tomorrow," Cosima smiled. It wasn't like Delphine to be so cavalier about her responsibilities. Cosima loved this side of her.

"Call in sick," she moaned, covering her ears with the pillow.

"Scott said game night in the lab got kind of out of hand last night..."

"I'm up," Delphine whispered, her tone sounding so professional that it startled Cosima. She was always amazed at the way Delphine could shift between a worker bee and a normal woman in the blink of an eye.

The same was true for the way she could morph into a miracle doctor the minute Cosima so much as coughed. She often wondered if her sestras were so lucky. Did Elizabeth ever have those moments with Paul? When she felt loved and safe even just glancing at him? Underneath it all, did Alison feel the comfort of laying in Donnie's arms? Did his embrace make her feel as wanted as Delphine's?

"Cosima," Delphine whispered, pulling the brunette from her thoughts. "I'm sorry."

"Babe, you apologized in the tub. It's okay. You got scared."

"No. I mean, yes, but I was apologizing for the trip."

"What?"

"I planned a beautiful resort at the beach. It was filled with romantic gestures. Couples massages and rose petals on the bed..."

"I don't need those things." Cosima blurted. Delphine shot her a glance and the brunette blushed.

"Okay, I mean... I could have used a massage..."

"I had ordered the chocolate covered strawberries for you, also." Delphine smiled, her eyebrow raising slightly. She watched the disappointment cover Cosima's face.

"That part was a let down," she admitted.

"Because you'll never get your beloved treat anywhere else," Delphine teased, rolling her eyes. It had almost become a joke, the way Cosima reacted to chocolate covered strawberries. Each time, she acted like she'd never again get the delicious treat.

"All joking aside, I don't need those things. I need you. That's it." Cosima said, hoping her words would sink in.

"Yes, but Cosima..."

"Hey, we're good," Cosima said, her tone stern.

"Oui," Delphine nodded softly. She turned to pack and Cosima began doing the same. Delphine turned back, smiling at Cosima.

She loved to watch the brunette. She was so confident, even when no one was looking. Delphine had always loved the way she carried herself, the curiosity she elicited. Everyone wanted to know her, wanted to talk to her. She couldn't blame them. She had felt the same pull when she first met Cosima.

She knew the minute Cosima tried to mimic the way she said "enchantee," that she had a crush. It was obvious. What she wasn't expecting was Cosima to kiss her. At first she was certain it was a trick. Sometimes, she still suspected it was. Still, the kiss was magical. One kiss changed Delphine's entire world.

She watched the brunette contemplate for a moment before laying the handcuffs on the bed, purposely setting them aside to be forgotten.

"Keep them!" Delphine cried, louder than she expected. She bit down on her lip, embarrassed.

"Baby, we're good," Cosima whispered, clutching the blonde's hands. She hated the worry in Delphine's eyes. For someone so strong and held together, Delphine's hazel eyes always betrayed her.

"I might need them again one day," she whispered. "Keep them."

Cosima watched her, unsure what to do.

"Please," Delphine whispered. "Don't let me go."

"Okay," Cosima promised, kissing the blonde softly. "Okay. We'll keep them." She held Delphine, grateful that Delphine was already trying to fix her flaws.

Cosima smiled, thinking how someone as smart as Delphine could have ever considered this trip a failure.