He dutifully followed Alex indoors. He could hear her call out to her daughter and looked up for the first proper look at his only child. It was amazingly scary how much she looked like Alex, yet he could see in her expression that there was a hint of him in her. She looked up in interest at the man who was, is her father. Her darkish brown hair can't seem to make up its mine whether it straight or curly. Her face, like Alex's is small and pixie looking, but she has humungous brown eyes which where lit up as she is smiling. She is sitting down, but he can see that she is probably at least six foot. He looks at her hands, for a long time Bobby has had a fascination with hands, particularly musicians and his daughter, god how he loved that word, has very interesting hands. They are long and slender, but he can see they are very muscular.

"Well sit down, I won't bite" Anastasia smiled gesturing to the seat beside her.

"Well, I can see you have inherited the infamous Eames sense of humour" said Bobby sitting down and grinning wickedly at Alex.

"Well let me tell you my dear, it's a lot better then the Goren sense of humour" Alex banted back. "Look I'm going to get a drink, you two want something?

"Double Caf Latte" said father and daughter. They both looked at each other and laughed.

"I've only been around her five minutes and already I'm more comfortable then I have been with people I've known five years" Bobby mused. He had always found getting to know people, a long a difficult task, and he always had found letting people in a chore, and the only other person he felt truly comfortable around was her mother.

"So tell me Bobby" said Anastasia, her brown eyes sparkling "what was it like finding out that you had a daughter after all these years?"

Bobby looked at her in amazement, and Anastasia wriggled her eyebrows in response. "Well it was a shock, I have to admit, and Alex not telling me was an even bigger shock-I thought we told each other everything, and not telling me that a, she has a child, and b that it is my child"

"Were you angry?"

"I don't think angry is the right word, disappointed maybe at first, and a little betrayed, but I don't feel like that any more, and I appreciate that she set up this meeting, I barely know you, but I feel like I've known you forever"

"I know what you mean" said Anastasia putting her hand over Bobby's and smiling. "I guess when I saw you two there, I felt betrayed as well, here is my mother, the person I love more then any thing, claiming not to have seen my father for twenty years, yet she was standing there talking to you like you where her best friend. She had become close to my father, the person I've been waiting my entire life to meet, yet she didn't want to share you with me. Later on I yelled at her, she yelled back, basically things got pretty ugly, you must know what she is like when she is angry," Bobby nodded agreeing. "Look enough about that, where is Mom, she should've gotten the coffees long ago, I need caffeine!"

"Well you wont have to wait any longer dear" Alex returned carrying three coffees and setting them out on the table. Mother, like daughter picked hers up and drank with a vengeance. Bobby looked at them with amusement, it was only when he started laughing did Alex look at him.

"What?"

"I'd never thought I would see the day when I would meet some one who is addicted to coffee as you are, and also I am struck by how much your expressions are similar''

"Well she is my daughter" Alex looked at her daughter and laughed.

One evening, eighteen months later, Bobby got dressed to go out. He looked at him self in the mirror nervously; it felt odd wearing a suit and not be going to work. "Well" he figured "this is will have to do". After picking up his keys and wallet he went down stairs to make the short trip to his daughter's home. Ten minutes later he arrived and took the elevator up to her apartment.

"Dad" she said with surprise as opened the door "Why are you here and what's with the suit?"

"So many questions" said Bobby following her inside "Honestly Annie, you would make a good detective"

"Hmmm I think I'll leave that to my parents. Anyway you still haven't answered my question."

"Ok well," Bobby sat down on the couch and got out the small box in his jacket pocket and rolled around on his palm "How would you feel, if I proposed to your mother?"

"Umm, how about yes, that would make me extremely happy!" Annie rushed over to hug her father "Let's see the ring"

Bobby opened the small blue box in his palm and showed it to his daughter.

"Wow" she said "It's beautiful; the sort of thing that she would wear, so I take it that's what the suit is for."

"Yes, I just wanted to check that it was okay with you first."

TBC