"Detective Goren?"
"Yes?"
"Hi, I am Dr. George Huang. I'm on loan from the Special Victims Unit."
"Oh, hi."
"Your name is Robert right?"
"Bobby is fine."
"Ok, Bobby…I want to talk about the night Kevin was murdered." said Huang sitting in the seat across from him in the interrogation room.
"Bobby, what happened in the early hours of that night?"
"I called Eames." he said painfully as he mentioned her name.
"Why?"
He thought. "She had asked me about a previous case. We had a little disagreement. And I had found the answer. Seems silly now…"
"Ok, who picked up the phone when you called?"
"Kevin did."
"What was your immediate reaction?"
"I thought I had the wrong number."
"Why did you think that?"
"Because I didn't think that Eames could have a man over."
"Why is that?"
"I don't know," he said trying to think of the right words, "We don't talk much about our personal lives, I guess."
"Ok. What did you say when you found out who Kevin was?"
"I said…." He thought again, "I said that I didn't mean to interrupt anything." He said before looking down.
"Anything else?"
"Yeah I said… not to mention that I called."
"Why is that?"
"I was embarrassed I guess."
"After you got off the phone, what emotions were you feeling?"
"I felt… jealous." He said painfully again and looking down.
"Why?"
"Yeah, I don't know." Bobby said a little agitated looking back up at Huang.
"Ok, what did you do after getting off the phone?"
"I drank."
"Do you usually drink?"
"No, not by myself."
"Who do you usually have drinks with?"
Goren couldn't hide his tears anymore, and with this sudden showing of emotion, the doctor knew the answer to the previous question; Alex.
"Did you leave the house that night?"
Bobby didn't say anything.
"Bobby, answer the quest-"
"Yes." Bobby said interrupting.
"Where did you go?"
"Eames house."
"Why?"
"Look I don't know I was drunk."
"Ok, what happened when you got there?"
"I never left the car."
"Why?"
"I don't think I ever planned to."
"Then why did you go?"
"I thought… I just wanted to see her."
"What were you thinking when you were driving?"
"That I'm an idiot."
"Why?"
"Because Eames was-"
"She was what bobby?" Huang said after he realized Bobby was having a difficult time saying this.
Bobby didn't say anything he just lowered his head and cried more tears.
"Ok Bobby. What happened after you arrived?"
"I sat in the car for a few minutes and then I left."
"Where did you go?"
"Home."
A pause fell over the two of them as Huang tried to catch Bobby's eyes.
"Bobby… how do you feel about Alex?"
"She's my partner. I know her well, and…that's it." He said quietly.
"Bobby, your captain told me you took psychology courses in college,"
And with this subject change Bobby looked up at Huang.
"Yes I did."
"And I know you are a smart man. Now… do you really believe that I don't see how you feel about your partner?"
Bobby looked surprised by this sudden friendly manner of speaking.
"Ok I have feelings for her."
"What kind of feelings?"
Bobby said nothing.
"Love? Lust?"
Still he said nothing.
"Bobby you have to talk to me about this. Help yourself here."
"Well how does this help me?"
Huang stopped to pause for a breath.
"Detective, you need to tell me the truth."
"FINE! I'll tell you."
And he proceeded to tell the doctor everything. How he drowns in her eyes whenever she tosses him a glance. How her perfect smile feels like a warm sun shining on his frightening world. And how her sole presence has kept hope in his life for so long.
