Chapter Three

Alex went through the pregnancy just exactly like she had with her nephew. Time kept rolling and she got bigger. She was having another boy. His name would be Ian Robert Goren. Her plan was to tell Bobby as soon as she had the chance. Lori would do it if she didn't have the chance, but nevertheless she wanted him to know about their son.

"Lori?" she felt a contraction, a strong contraction. "I'm in labor!"

She was at work when it happened. Lori was in the boss' office when her little boy decided he ought to come.

"Oh my god!" Lori rushed to her aid. They went to the hospital, and she delivered a healthy six-pound baby boy.

Alex smiled as she nursed Ian. He was so small and precious. She was in awe of him and knew that she wanted to be there for him always.

One passionate night resulted into a life that would do well in the world. At least she hoped he would. That was too early thinking in his life.

"Ian, someday you'll get to meet your daddy." She said as she stroked his crown.

Bobby got his mail from his box and he had a slip that there was a package waiting for him. He went to the mailroom and handed the slip to the guy inside.

"Ah, here ya go, Mr. Goren. It came in this morning." He handed the package to Bobby and waited for Goren to sign the dotted line.

After signing, Bobby went to his apartment. Inside, he looked at the package. It had been shipped out from Willow Springs, Georgia. He didn't know anyone from Georgia. His curiosity, though, won out. A card and a how-to-care-for-your-baby book had been wrapped neatly. He was puzzled.

He read the card and instantly recognized the handwriting. Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! He screamed in his mind. Bobby sat down in his LazyBoy chair. He set the book on the coffee table and read the card.

"Dear, Bobby,

I've wanted to get in contact with you for so long, but as you know, I couldn't. Everything's okay. I have a few close friends here, one I absolutely trust. You're still my number one though. I miss you, Bobby and wish that I could be there, helping you solve cases like we used to. They let me pick my name, so I went with Alexa Goren.

They don't know that I'm writing you, but my friend has ways around the system. She wanted me to tell you what's been happening with me. She thought that you ought to know. I agree with her.

Bobby, we have a son together. I named him Ian Robert Goren. He's so adorable and smart. He looks up at me with studying eyes. He has your eyes, and I'm beginning to wonder whether he'll be like his daddy and have the ability to get inside people's heads. He was born on February 11.

I've enclosed his picture from the hospital and a picture of us. Now, you'll have us in your pocket wherever you go. I love you, Bobby.

Love,

Alex Eames"

Bobby sat there with the baby pictures. He stared at the baby. Their son. He couldn't believe it. They had a baby boy together. This would be a bit of a problem if she ever came back to New York. He didn't care though. Anything would be done to keep him happy.

Ian. She took my name and gave our son my name. I'm honored. Bobby thought. He took the pictures and placed them in his wallet, keeping them safe. Then, he picked up the book and began to read it intently.

Ian fussed and brought tears. It was nighttime. He was supposed to be asleep, but he'd been fussy all day.

"What's wrong, my baby?" She caressed his back, rubbing lightly just like her own mother had done to her when she was younger. Pacing back and forth in his nursery, she sang a lullaby in her best singing voice. She'd just fed him, so he wasn't hungry. He didn't smell, either.

Alex was a good mother. She stayed awake with him if he didn't fall asleep and spoiled him. He was three months old now and the letter she had Lori send was just a few days ago. She hoped Bobby still lived at his apartment, and knowing him, he probably had. Being separated from each other had left each other empty.

It'd been a year since she left her past life behind. She denied the promotions the department offered, so she could be home for him. He was starting to lift his head and smile. His personality started to come out, and he had tendencies that Bobby wouldn't be able to deny.

Her phone rang, distracting the both of them. She grabbed the cordless from the hallway. It was Lori.

"Hey! How's my nephew? Still fussy?"

"Yeah, I was just getting him to sleep. What's up?" Alex asked, returning to the nursery.

"Bobby called the department, asking for an Alexa Goren." Lori answered.

"Oh my god…" She couldn't believe it. He was risking everything to get a hold of her. "What did you tell him?"

"At first, I wondered who he was but after he told me his name and badge number, I told him that I'd tell you and you'd call him back." Lori informed her. She left the number where Bobby could be reached. It hadn't changed.

"Thanks, Lori." Alex grabbed her new cell phone and dialed the number that she memorized so long ago, but she waited until she hung up with Lori to call him.

Bobby was lying on his bed, sifting through the book when his cell phone rang. He answered it and all he could hear was someone singing.

"Alex?" He inquired.

"Hi Bobby." Her voice hadn't changed. She was the only one allowed to call him Bobby, besides his family and a few selected people.

His stomach was filled with butterflies. "Am I speaker?"

"I'm sorry about that. I was singing Ian to asleep. He hasn't been feeling well."

"That's normal, right?" Bobby asked. He was eager to hold their little boy in his arms. Bobby was ready to be a father and settle down. It's been over a year since he'd gone on a date – as far as he could remember – since they had gone out. Also, he was eager to see Alex again and kiss her like crazy.

"Yeah, it's normal. He may have that the thing that babies sometimes get. He'll be fine." She heard the concern in his voice and instantly knew paternal instincts were kicking in. "I see that you got my letter and the book."

"Oh yes. In fact, I just finished it. It was a great read. Thank you." Bobby smiled and laughed.

She laughed with him. "I thought so myself." There was a pause. "Oh Bobby, what are we going to do? I miss you horribly. I know you'd like to see our son. Can you believe it? That we created a new life?"

"Yes, I believe it. You know, I'll find a way to see you two. Somehow, somewhere we'll meet up with each other and be together." Bobby opened his wallet and fished out the pictures. "Keep sending those pictures. I wanna watch him grow. Maybe I could go down there this weekend?"

"What would you tell Ross? I think he knows where I am, but he may not. You haven't told anyone at the precinct about Ian?"

"No, I haven't. I'll make up an excuse that I need to visit my nephew or something. I really wanna see you two."

"Do whatever you have to. We'll be here regardless." She took him off speaker. "He's going to be smart. I can see it."

Bobby smirked. "Of course. He's the son of two top notch detectives in New York City."

She giggled. He missed her severely, but hopefully, he'd see her soon.

"I love you, Alex."

"I love you, too, Bobby."

He told her his good-byes. Then, he set the phone down, rolled on his side and went to sleep.