A/N: I was planning on updating earlier but the week kinda got away from me. I hope this next chapter is worth the wait. And, no promises, but I should be able to update again this weekend. That is…if everyone is who reads this is willing to review. Every single person!!! Hah- yeah right.

My Truth

Bobby stopped abruptly. He stood there for a moment, with his back to her as he searched frantically for a lie. But she had figured it out; he could tell from her voice. He slowly turned around and immediately saw it in her eyes. His small nod was barely noticeable. Alex stayed where she was but asked, simply, "Why didn't you tell me?"

He closed his eyes and snorted softly, "I'd have to be crazy to tell anyone."

He opened his eyes as he heard Alex say, "Even me?"

"We're talking about Mark Ford Brady here, Eames."

Alex winced inwardly at the use of her last name. He was on the defense, she realized. 'Take this slow, Alex,' she commanded herself. She took a small step towards him.

"You could have told me."

"That you were sleeping with Mark Ford Brady's son?" he questioned incredulously before continuing, "Exactly how should I have worded that? Uhmm..by the way, my mother isn't sure if my father is the alcoholic womanizer or the rapist-slash-serial killer." He had a scowl on his face and Alex could see the muscles in his arm flex as he clutched them to his sides. She took another slow step towards him.

"You haven't had the test done yet," she observed. Bobby was clenching his fists now.

He paused for a moment and then shook his head. She reached out and laid an open hand on Bobby's tense arm.

He looked just past her shoulder and attempted an explanation. "I just…I guess I just didn't want to know for sure." Bobby's eyes widened as he continued, "I mean, I guess I know. My dad always treated me differently than Frank. Maybe he suspected, I don't know."

"I could have helped if you had told me. I could have helped you."

Bobby awoke from his cloud and shook his head, "No. I didn't want you to know…what I might be."

"What you might be? Bobby, you're still you. Have you raped or murdered any women that I don't know about?"

He just shook his head again. "I just loved you so much. And I knew you loved me and I wanted to keep it that way." He paused for a moment before adding, "I guess I made it hard for that to happen. I mean, that night when you came to me, I almost followed you out the door and told you. But I just wanted you to think of me the way you always had."

"I promise. I'll never think of you differently because you might be his biological son," Alex's hand caught his as she emphasized, "I promise."

Bobby's expression made it clear he wasn't sure but he nodded with his eyes anyway. The two friends stood for a few moments in silence. Eventually, she cleared her throat and turned to the cupboard.

"I have some whiskey somewhere in here. We might need it."

After a few shots, they both sat on the floor in between the coffee table and the couch. Alex's head was buzzing a little bit and she was starting to get to that place where her tongue felt very heavy. She giggled a little and turned to Bobby.

"To think…all this time, I thought you left because you decided you didn't love me after all." Bobby's face was suddenly very serious. Alex hurried to reassure him. "It's okay, Goren. I heard you before. You love me." Her voice was light with her giggles.

He nodded intensely, repeating after her, "I love you." His voice was void of any laughter.

Alex didn't notice. She just continued giggling as she added, "And I love you. And you're sorry for leaving me. And I'm sorry you couldn't tell me about Brady. And I love you," she giggled again, covering her mouth as she leaned her head against Goren's shoulder. "I think I already said that…the part about how I love you." She laughed again, "I said it again."

Bobby allowed himself a minute. A minute of feeling her head on his shoulder and her arm brush against his chest. She was so close to him. He wished they could stay just like this.

As if reading his thoughts, Alex suddenly asked, in a small, quiet voice, "How long do you have?"

"Three weeks."

"And then…back to where?" She looked up at him, watching as he struggled with himself. Finally, he just blinked and stood up, carrying the bottle of whiskey to the kitchen and returning with coffee. Alex was sitting on the couch now, staring out the window with a smile on her face.

She accepted the coffee and then quietly spoke, "You won't ever be able to tell me about your job. About where you are on any given day."

Bobby's silence answered for him. They drank their coffee silently until Bobby finally spoke.

"I have three weeks right now. And then after that, we'll have to decide what we want to do."

He bent his head awkwardly, trying to catch her eyes. She finally relented and looked up at him.

"I love you and I want to be with you. I don't deserve it; not after the way I left last time. But I love you and if your willing to give me another chance, I promise not to run away again."

Alex nodded and stood, walking slowly to the doorway of the kitchen.

"I can't handle not hearing from you for two years again."

Bobby nodded and walked towards her. "Never again. I promise."

They stared at each other for a few moments before Bobby sighed and said, "Maybe I should go…we can pick this up tomorrow, when you don't have any alcohol in your system."

Alex smirked and whispered, "I hold my liquor better than you do, Goren. I'm fine." She stepped towards Bobby and smiled. "I think you should stay."

She leaned up on her tiptoes and placed a small delicate kiss on Bobby's mouth. When he opened his eyes, she was standing flat-footed again, staring up at him and waiting with big round honey eyes. He exhaled slowly. His head was clouded and he struggled to remind himself of all the reasons this should not happen tonight. But she was watching him and her lips were so pink. Maybe…just a kiss, he lied to himself.

Alex stared as Bobby's resolve melted. She allowed herself a satisfied smile as he leaned down into her. His mouth covered hers in a less chaste kiss and soon her tongue was in between his teeth as he sucked gently. Alex moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck. Bobby felt the vibrations of her moan and he gasped, pulling back. His bewildered eyes searched hers as he marveled at the affect just kissing her was having on his body.

"God," he said, putting his thoughts to word, "I forgot how…just kissing you…"

Alex grinned wickedly and bit her lip mischievously, nodding towards Bobby's crotch and then giggling as she said, "Yeah, I can see what you mean." She reached up to the clasp that was holding her silk dress together and, with one skillful hand, undid her dress. The cloth fell to the floor in a cloud of black material exposing Alex's body. Her skin was milk white and the black lace bra and panties she wore contrasted it gracefully.

Bobby grunted. He watched her through hooded eyes. She was doing this on purpose and Bobby's resolve was gliding away. She stood perfectly still, watching him debate himself until finally, he took a step towards her.

"Black lace," came his throaty accusation. Another step.

"Your favorite." Another step brought him right in front of her.

His thick index finger slipped underneath the strap of her bra and he rubbed her shoulder gently.

"My favorite," he repeated back. She just nodded, but her body remaining perfectly still. She was going to let him make the next move.

"Nothing has ever been more sexy," he growled in her ear as he ferociously swept her into his arm and carried her down the hall to where he assumed he would find a bedroom. He reverently placed her on top of the bed and took a moment to stare down at her before climbing on top of her.

Alex's body was on fire. Bobby was on top of her, still fully clothed, kissing her senseless. Her head was spinning and she needed oxygen badly but Bobby's mouth was still working against hers. Finally, she pulled her mouth away, gasping for oxygen.

"Bobby," came her breathless plea, "you're still dressed."

He hadn't even noticed. Her skin was so warm against his hands. He pulled himself onto his knees, struggling to pull his shirt over his head and turned to sit, pulling his shoes off and throwing them across the room.

Alex laughed as she watched Bobby wildly tear his clothes off. Her laughter distracted him and he turned back towards her, pressing her body back onto the bed and kissing the laughter from her lips.

Another few breathless moments passed, until Alex pulled away again, "Bobby, pants. NOW!"

He moved his body off of her once more and, this time, returned completely naked. He looked down at her and shook his head, "You've still got the lace on."

"You like the lace," she reminded him as she arched her neck under his kisses.

"I want the lace off now," he insisted. She smiled and sat up. Bobby sat next to her and watched as she slowly inched a hand behind her back. One suspenseful moment later, the black lace was gone and Bobby was staring at Alex's breasts. A smile erupted on his face as he threw her onto her back.

"I like these better than the lace," he confirmed as he busied himself with her nipples. She bit her lip as he teased and tickled her in all her favorite spots. It was as if Bobby's hands remembered her body and it's preferences. And all that caressing, all that nipping, caused Alex to dampen even more. Her panties were soaked now and she squealed as Bobby's teeth sunk into her flesh one last time.

"Now, Bobby," she breathed into his ear and she felt Bobby's body shiver in response. He kept his left hand in on her left breast but used his right hand to rip her underwear down her legs. He flung them behind his head and then looked into Alex's eyes. He saw her there, all of her, and with relief, he bent down to kiss her again as he used his right hand to ease himself into her.

"God…" she was already screaming as Bobby's tip entered her.

"You're tight," Bobby grunted as he pulled out and pushed farther in. Her hands were grasping his upper arms, digging in and directing him.

"More, Bobby, now," and Bobby gave her more.

She was rocking against him now and he was sinking further and further in until finally, he was all in and he relaxed for a second, allowing his body to rest against her. He kissed the crock of her neck softly and shifted his hips to match her slow bucks. He could feel the tips of her nipples against his chest and she was calling out his name. And it was everything he remembered. He closed his eyes for a moment and commanded himself to remember this moment. Remember being inside of her and hearing his name on her throat.

His dick was throbbing and Alex was begging from underneath him. He opened his eyes and found hers once again. He held her gaze as his slow thrusts turned into fast ones and her breathes became haggard. She was close and Bobby could feel her squeezing around him. She shifted her legs further up his back and the change in angle was all either of them needed.
Explosion was all Bobby could see. He could hear her in the distant background, calling him, and he could feel her, all around him. It was the most powerful orgasm Bobby could ever remember. The lines around the room blurred with the explosion he could see in the periphery of his vision and suddenly, he looked down on her and she was still with him. He had brought her along with him, he realized. He wasn't alone because she was experiencing everything at the same pace.

Bobby felt his legs give out just as his vision cleared and for a moment, he rested on top of her. His heart was pumping out of his chest as he kissed her softly before moving to the side. She stopped him with her arm wrapped around his back. "Stay," she pleaded breathlessly, "Stay in me for just a minute."

"I'm crushing you," he countered.

She just shook her head and mumbled, "Feels good. You feel good."

He gave her a few moments before rolling away, insisting he didn't want to kill her with his weight. Instead he pulled her close to him and buried his face in her hair. Silence ruled for a few moments until she looked up at him with a smirk on her face.

He laughed and asked, "What?"

She laughed again, "You still have it, Goren."

He puffed his chest out, just a little, and smiled proudly before quietly adding, "With you."

Alex rested her head against his chest again and closed her eyes. Peace. There was a peace that accompanied love making with Bobby. Her body felt at ease and her mind was relaxed. No massage therapist or psychoanalyst could affect her like this. Goren's finger was skimming across her back in a circular pattern and she could hear his heartbeat. Peace. Sleep would come soon and she as she faded off, she could hear Bobby's heart beat and fell his chest rise and fall against her. Bobby was here, alive and well. Peace.

Alex slept perfectly that night. She woke to soft light creeping through open blinds. Someone opened the blinds, Alex's brain registered, just seconds before the hint of coffee hit her nose. Someone made coffee.

Bobby watched from the door as Alex slowly became coherent. He only allowed a hint of a smile to cross his lips. Nothing pissed Alex off more than morning and he didn't want to be the object of her anger. She only had one eye open, he could see from his vantage point. Her small mouth was set in a scowl and he was fairly sure that he saw her utter a curse. He took a step closer and watched as the full fragrance of the coffee in his hand hit her. She whirled around from her stomach to her back, tangling the sheets as she went.

"Coffee," came a strangled demand. Alex sat up, clutching a single thin sheet to her chest and accepted the heavenly mug. Bobby watched as the coffee turned her from incoherent to only slightly confused.

"What day is it?"

"Thursday."

"What time is it?"

"Six thirty. You have to get up." He leaned closer and kissed her cold nose.

She glared at him for a moment before smiling out of one corner of her mouth. "I have meetings all day long. Meetings with accountants. Forensic accountants," she said with disguist.

Bobby laughed and lay back next to her. His mouth came just to the tip of her shoulder and he kissed the bare skin. She smiled down at him.

"Dinner tonight?"

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