Goren slid into the booth across from Logan and Barek. "You look like hell," Logan observed.
"Don't push it, Logan. Did you know about Maggie?"
"No. I mean I knew you and Eames…well, no. I had no idea she was yours. But it makes sense now, looking back."
"What makes sense?"
"Everything. Hell, I've never known a little kid who thinks so much. She's so even-tempered…when she can't do something, she doesn't throw a fit like a lot of kids do, or give up on something like others do. She sits and thinks about it until she figures it out. The stubbornness is her mother's; the thinking, that's all you."
Goren looked at Barek, who shook her head. "No, I never knew either. But I agree with Mike. She's a lot like you, Bobby."
Logan asked, "Do you regret Maggie?"
He shook his head. "Of course not."
"So you found out today that this kid, who has had you in the palm of her little hand since the day she was born, is actually your daughter, not Ricky's, and you're upset? That makes no sense." He looked at Barek. "Am I missing something?"
She quietly said, "What Logan is trying to say in his own charming way is that Alex is free now, Bobby. Maggie is yours, and so's this new baby…it's everything you've ever wanted being dumped right into your lap. No one really cares about the details…no one but you, and you're just going to have to let it go so you can be happy."
He hadn't thought about it that way. Now there was truly no lasting connection between Waters and his partner or, more importantly, the baby. Maggie would make no prison visits see her father, because Waters was not her father. Eames would never have to see him again. He could feel his turmoil calming.
Logan finished his beer. "You're gonna have to let it go," he added. "Or you'll have to walk away. Can you do that?"
He shook his head slowly. No, he couldn't. Looking at Logan, he asked, "Did she call you?"
"Yeah. She's worried about you."
"About me? Why?"
"Call her."
When he hesitated, Barek said, "Do you want her being upset, thinking she's done something to chase you away?"
Logan agreed. "She thinks she's screwed it all up. You need to tell her she hasn't."
He pulled out his phone and called her. She answered on the fourth ring. "Are you ok now?" she asked.
"I wasn't ever not ok. I was angry at the position I let myself put you in, that's all. Where are you?"
"Just walking. Why?"
"Come over to Kelsey's." She didn't answer. "Please."
"I'll be there in a little while."
Twenty minutes later, she slid into the booth beside him. Quietly, she told him, "You did not put me into any kind of situation I didn't want to be in."
He nodded toward her stomach. "How far along are you?"
"Almost eight weeks."
"When did you find out?"
"Early last week."
"That was a hell of a way to tell me," he complained.
"I didn't mean for it to happen that way. I wasn't sure how to tell you, and I was so angry when I filed my response to the last pre-hearing motion he fabricated the other day, I forgot I had put that in it, until the judge read it. I'm really sorry about that."
"When did you plan to tell me?"
"Sometime this weekend."
"Were you going to get him drunk first?" Logan asked.
"I'd thought about it." She looked at Goren. "I also thought about letting Maggie tell you."
He didn't react for a moment. Then he laughed and, sliding his arm around her, he pulled her into a hug. Gently kissing her, he teased, "Coward."