- Mom... Lola put her little handcuff on her mother's hand. I can go with Dad...
Goren stopped his hand on his jacket, and looked at Eames, questioning him with his eyes.
He should have known...
That sooner or later...
Lola would insist on coming with him.
But could he just...
Would she accept.
Wasn't Lola too young to go to that kind of place...
Eames put his fingers on his daughter's long golden hair, stroking it affectionately.
Eames looked up at Goren with her big hazel eyes.
- Why don't the three of us go together...
Had he heard right...
Eames wanted to come.
He didn't want to impose anything on him...
And above all...
Not to force her to come.
Eames was still in her last months of pregnancy...
Was it wise...
Not that he was worried.
But wasn't she going to be too tired.
- Your mother is going to be a grandmother after all... Eames plastered a big smile on his lips. She has a right to know.
Lola was so happy.
Her mom had agreed to let her go with her dad to see her mom.
And what was even better...
She was coming with them.
Lola rushed to her little shoes, and started to put them on.
As soon as she had put on her shoes, Lola went to get her coat and handed it to Goren to put on.
Goren stood there, as if stunned.
He still didn't realize what was happening.
He had been so hesitant to ask Alex to accompany him...
Not knowing if she would agree to come with him...
Especially in his state.
But if it was she who took the initiative...
So...
Goren had told his mother about Alex and Lola...
A long time ago.
And she always told him...
That sooner or later he would end up with Eames.
But he never paid attention to what she said.
And one day...
Goren told her that he was with Eames...
And that he had adopted Lola...
Becoming her legal father.
Her mother told her to look forward to meeting her little family ...
She had been hearing about Alex and Lola for a long time.
But in light of Alex's pregnancy...
She had told him that she could wait just fine...
The arrival of her grandson or granddaughter.
Frances knew that the last months of pregnancy were difficult enough...
And that for the sake of the mother and the baby...
It was better for her to stay calm...
Quietly at home.
Goren agreed with his mother.
And above all...
He didn't expect her to want to come.
What the hell...
How much he loved Alex.
- But what the hell...
Under the gaze of an amused Eames, he felt the pressure of tiny fingers impatient on his sleeve.
- Oh... Lola was getting seriously impatient. She was grumbling. You're putting on my coat...
Goren lowered his face to Lola's, only to come face to face with an impatient, grumpy Lola.
- My coat, Daddy.
At his words, Goren took the garment in his hands.
Lola raised her arms, waiting for him to put it on her.
He slid the sleeves over her arms, covering them, adorning her with the coat, and closed the buttons.
- It is not too early.
No but he was dreaming...
The little lady was grumbling.
She reminded him of Eames at those times.
Alex bit his lip to keep from laughing, at the exasperated expression on Goren's face.
Finally dressed in her coat, Lola rushed towards her mother, and when she reached her height, she put her little hand on her wrist.
- You come...
Yes... Yes...
Eames was coming...
She just had to give him time to get up...
And cover herself.
- Come on mom...
Lola helped her mother up, pulled her along, and forced her to follow her.
What the hell...
Lola's impatience made her look more and more like Bobby.
It was so surprising.
He was not related by blood...
And yet...
Lola was all Goren.
Lola took the coat between her fingers removing it from the rack, and handed it to him.
- Here, Mom.
Eames took the coat from her daughter's hands, and put it on herself, under the gaze of an amused Goren.
No... But
It made him laugh...
He thought it was funny.
No, but what a kid.
There was nothing funny about being pushed around like that...
Especially by his daughter.
Eames was in the last months of her pregnancy...
And it was getting harder and harder.
Knowing that she was getting tired much faster.
Lola intertwined her little fingers with his, bringing her out of her thoughts, and put her gaze on her little blonde head.
- Daddy... Lola turned to Bobby... We're ready.
No, but...
Now it was Lola speaking for herself.
Lola wasn't going to put on too.
She was old enough to talk, and decide for herself.
- Alex...
Eames turned her big hazel eyes on Goren, who was questioning her with a worried look.
Eames had turned white...
And she had a funny look on her face.
She looked exhausted.
Goren knew that when Lola was happy...
She was excited...
And could rush things.
And so…
Goren tried to arrange to help Alex, always asking him first if he needed to temper Lola.
Eames appreciated Goren's help with Lola.
At times, she was very tired, and his daughter's energy did not help her.
On the contrary...
It made her even more tired.
But Lola was a little girl...
And so all that energy she had, was normal.
The opposite would be worrying.
But Goren helped her...
He managed to calm Lola down.
He always used the gentle way...
By talking to her.
And that worked very well with Lola.
- Lola... Goren crouched down at Lola's level, brought his fingers to her chin, raised Lola's face to his, looked into her large hazel eyes. Be less speedy... We have plenty of time.
He brought his hand to her long golden hair, caressed it affectionately.
- We have to go slowly with mom, sweetheart.
Lola nodded her head.
She often forgot that she was very enthusiastic, and that her little mommy was getting tired easily.
- Sorry mom...
Alex smiled, touched.
Lola was a very enthusiastic little girl...
She could not manage her ardor.
Eames was never angry with her daughter.
She adored her.
But right now...
She was very tired.
And so...
She was having trouble keeping up with her daughter's vitality.
Lola forgot that her mother's pregnancy was making her tired.
She wasn't doing it on purpose.
- I would be nicer.
Eames shook her head in denial.
Lola was not a bad little girl.
Why did she always think she was doing something wrong?
Goren never raised his voice at Lola.
On the contrary...
He always spoke to her in a gentle voice.
So why did she think she was bad...
It was hopeless.
- Lola... Lola turned her little blonde head towards Goren. Stop thinking that you did something wrong.
- But Mommy is tired...
At her words, Goren was taken of a mad laugh, and burst of laughter...
Under a shocked Lola.
Her father was laughing at her.
Lola turned up her little nose, biting her lip, pouting.
At Lola's reaction, and Goren's infectious laughter...
Eames had to take it upon herself not to laugh at the situation.
Lola pursed her lips.
She didn't appreciate Bobby laughing at her.
- It's not funny...
At Lola's vexed little voice...
Goren pulled himself together.
He stopped laughing.
- Sorry, angel.
Goren brought his hand to Lola's cheek and stroked it with infinite gentleness.
Damn it...
He easily forgot that Lola had this little side.
That she could be easily offended.
And so...
He had to be careful.
But that little face she made was so funny.
Unintentionally...
He felt the laughter come back to him.
Shit.
He had to pull himself together...
And quickly.
He didn't want to offend Lola again.
- It's okay, Dad... Lola smiled at him. I forgive you.
Lola was not resentful.
Her father was very kind to her...
And she loved him.
Even at this moment...
Where he looked like an idiot with that smile on his face.
The big ones were really weird...
But for now...
There was more important things...
She was finally going to meet Bobby's mom.
Lola intertwined her fingers with those of her mom, and dad.
- We can go now.
Bobby and Lola looked at Alex, waiting for her answer.
Eames nodded.
- Yes... We're going.
Goren smiled, touched.