The One Who Can't Be Moved, Chapter 2.
Only 5 minutes had passed by when he was bearing down on the tall office building that towered over the tiny newspaper stands that where just setting up for the morning. The air had a bite to it although he didn't notice. He was in one his 'nothing's gonna stop me modes.' Next thing he knew he was already inside and poking the button for the elevator impatiently with his long index finger. He had had too much time to think; now he was confused. That never happened to Goren. The elevator came down and he stepped in and stabbed at the button for the 13th floor. The elevator trundled up slowly and he wished he'd taken the stairs. It shuddered to a stop and ever the gentleman he let the ladies off first before he stormed off towards his desk.
Out the corner of his eye he saw her. That long flowing brunette hair that hung in loose curls down her back. Then his fears where confirmed. He froze. Alex came over and laid her small, delicate hand on his back. 'Bobby?' she said softly. Goren turned and Eames saw a flash of some emotion in his eyes that she didn't recognise. 'Are you ok?' She asked. He snapped away from what had been holding him down. 'Yeah... fine. Is that her with the captain?' he said obviously straining to control some emotion he wasn't used to feeling. 'Yeah, she's stopped crying now but she won't say anything to anyone but you?' Alex was puzzled by the look of pain on his face. 'Do you know ...?' She trailed off as Bobby was already gliding towards the captains glass office tucked in the right hand corner of the squad room.
He pushed the door open gently and stepped in; he was graceful for such a big man and then closed it softly behind him. Michelle turned to look who had entered. Her dazzling blue eyes filled with fresh glistening tears. Her prefect features where contorted with pain and her full red lips twisted into a small smile when she saw the tall frame stood frozen in the doorway. 'Goren, this is Michelle Lippman, but Er, I guess you already know each other.' Goren nodded in recognition at Captain Deakins. But the Captain got the message; everything with Goren had double meanings. 'Well I guess I'll leave you to... talk' He walked silently to the door exited and closed it with a quiet thud. The Captain ran his fingers through his shiny silver hair a puzzled look crossed his icy blue eyes. He began to make his way over to where Eames had been stood motionless for the past few minutes. 'He was in pain' Eames muttered. 'What?' the Captain asked. Eames just shook her head. 'What the hell can that be about?' He asked again, Eames gave no answer although she knew the question was not rhetorical. They stood silently and watched as Michelle flung her thin arms around Goren's massive frame.
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