Logan had told him to go to the station, on platform three, because he had found an informant who had witnessed the scene where Eames had been knocked down, and that he could give him information.
Without any hesitation, Gorens rushed to the station to find the person.
Logan had fifteen hours and fifteen minutes.
And it was just ten past three.
He was in advance.
Arriving at platform three, Goren looked from right to left, looking for the person, and walked onto the platform.
Logan had told him that the person would be easy to recognize, that she was small and blonde.
But Goren stopped dead in his tracks as he discovered two people standing there on the platform, an older man holding a little girl in his arms.
It wasn't true.
He must have been seeing things.
And yet...
Before him stood John and Margareth Eames...
Eames' mother was holding a small suitcase.
And above all...
In the arms of John Eames there was his daughter...
Francès.
My God...
Logan's words came back to his memory.
Small in stature, and blonde.
It was Frances that Logan was talking about.
He had been tricked.
Logan had played him.
If he had known...
He wouldn't have come.
Goren wouldn't...
Couldn't see his daughter.
He couldn't face her.
He didn't have the courage.
She was too much like Eames.
And it was too painful for him.
At his grandfather's pat on the back, Frances pulled his face away from his shirt and turned around.
At the vision of his daughter turning her face towards him, her big hazel eyes looking at him surprised by his presence, Goren felt a great anger rising in him.
He turned his face away, and turned around, walking back.
But three people were standing there, preventing him from pushing his way out.
Name of God...
What did that mean...
They were preventing him from turning back.
And by what right.
That was his business.
But Logan, Barek...
And even Deakis was there.
Standing in front of him, arms crossed...
And looking at him sternly.
But who did they all think they were.
And what did that say.
So Deakins was in on it.
It was all nonsense.
In adition...
They didn't understand anything.
Did he think he left his daughter with Eames' grandparents by pleasure.
That he was doing this for the pleasure of turning away from his daughter.
Didn't he see that she was the spitting image of Alex...
And that it was too painful for him.
But the looks of reproach in her eyes...
That they were throwing at him.
Deakins, nodded to her to look behind him.
Reluctantly, he turned his gaze to see John Eames gently placing Francès on the floor.
Frances looked at him for a while, holding one of the Japanese teddy bears that his mother cherished, but this time it was green, the green of the prairie.
At this sight, Goren's heart sank.
Francès was really everything to his mother.
Even to his teddy bears.
Francès was everything Alex.
He had not left him with his grandparents...
Not because he didn't love him, on the contrary...
He had wanted to do the right thing.
Francès tilted his face to the left, put on a big smile, his big hazel eyes lit up with cheek at the sight of his father.
Goren was amazed at the joyful face of his daughter.
He couldn't believe it.
Frances was not angry at him for leaving her.
She was there smiling at him.
And happy to see him.
At this thought, her heart warmed up.
- It's a dango... Francès showed her the teddy bear. It is for you...
At his words, Goren's heart broke.
His daughter had thought of him.
While he had cowardly abandoned her.
He had behaved like a coward.
And above all...
Like all the fathers they hated.
Who they criticized.
He was no better...
Not worthy of his daughter's love.
Francès began to walk towards him, and little by little, accelerated his steps.
- Be careful...
This cry came straight from Goren's heart, and he ran towards her.
They were on a platform, and it was very dangerous.
If Frances fell...
She could get hurt...
Or worse, fall on the tracks.
Frances continued to run towards him, but her ankle twisted, the teddy bear flew out of her hand, and she fell to the ground.
But Goren didn't waste a second, he accelerated his steps towards Francès, and threw himself on the ground, catching her just before she fell to the ground.
With his head buried against his father's chest, Frances raised his head and looked at him, his big hazel eyes shining.
- Daddy...
At his words, an immense love for his daughter rose in Goren.
My God...
He had been so obsessed with finding the person responsible for Eames' condition, that he had forgotten his daughter.
His daughter, whom he loved so much.
How long had it been...
Had he not seen her...
About three months...
That was too long.
He had to make up for it.
For Frances it must have been terrible.
Feeling abandoned.
From now on...
Goren made a promise to himself.
He would be a good father.
And do everything to take care of his daughter.
Even if that meant...
He had to let other homicide detectives handle his wife's case.
Frans had to come first.
That's what Alex would want.
If she had been there...
She would have blamed him for his behavior.
And she would have been right.
- Yes... Hello Frances...
At her words, said with gentleness, a big smile appeared on the lips of Francès, illuminating his face.
With gentleness, he put his hands on the small size of his daughter, looking at her with adoration.
Logan, Barek, Deakins, looked at Frances' grandparents, and all nodded, smiling.
Logan looked at Barek, who was smiling fondly, with tears in his eyes.
If this miracle had happened...
They owed it to Deakins...
Who had decided to take matters into his own hands.
He couldn't let things go on like this.
As the father of three girls...
He had to do something.
Hence the story of the witness who had information.
Deakins knew right away that Goren wouldn't hesitate to go to the meeting place.
So he decided to bring in Eames' parents, and especially Goren's daughter.
And he had warned Logan and Barek, that they had to do everything to prevent Goren from running away.
And it worked.
Francès had finally been able to get her father's attention...
Reminding him that she existed.
And from this day forward...
Logan knew things would change.
Just by the look on Goren's face.