How it happened...
Why did it happen...
Goren simply didn't react in time.
Because of his lack of reflexes...
Because of the way he interrogated the suspects...
His partner was there, in a hospital bed.
He took his head in his hands, burst into tears, his heart torn into a thousand pieces.
How he hated himself.
All this had happened because of him.
Instead of talking, he should have acted.
The horror of the scene passed in loop in his head...
And he had been powerless.
In spite of everything he had tried...
He had been powerless.
And nothing had been able to prevent the tragedy.
Goren heard the door open, footsteps coming closer.
He looked up.
The internal doctor...
- Is there the slightest change... the slightest sign...
He shook his head in denial.
There had been no change in the last twenty-four hours.
She was still there, in that state.
Unresponsive.
Eames was in a coma.
And despite her prayers...
Her pleas...
Nothing made her react.
Was there really no hope for her to wake up.
If he could...
He would trade places with her.
He was not an important person...
And if something happened to him no one would care.
But Alex...
She was loved by everyone.
And she had loved ones who loved her.
She didn't deserve this.
Or this place.
She was the one person he cared about most.
The only one he could count on.
She was all he had left.
Eames was like the little sister he never had.
She was stubborn, sarcastic...
And God, her sarcasm had annoyed him at times.
But that was her charm.
But she was a joy to be around.
And today...
She was there...
Her little body lying in that cold hospital bed...
Wires on her body connected to the monitor.
She was in a coma.
And it was all her fault.
That's all it was.
He was a jinx to those around him.
The loss of his mother, his brother...
was proof of that.
And today because of him...
Because she was with him...
She was in this state.
Goren couldn't stand to see Eames like that.
It hurt too much.
His tears redoubled.
His heart was broken into a thousand pieces.
And nothing could fix it...
Except for Alex's awakening.
And still...
What would happen to him if he ever...
No...
That wouldn't happen.
He tapped the point on the sheets.
He wouldn't let it happen.
Alex was the only one, who kept him alive...
Helping him to endure this dull, dreary life.
Without her he was nothing.
He was nothingness...
He was nobody.
Eames gave him the strength to go on, to move on.
But without her...
What would become of him...
Goren felt a strange sensation between his fingers.
As if...
He woke up with a start.
Could it be possible…
He tried to get up as best he could, and lowered his face to Eames'.
He put his hand on his forehead, caressed it gently.
His heart tightened.
He had dreamed...
It wasn't Alex's fingers that had moved in his hand...
But just his imagination.
- Alex...
His voice vibrated with sadness.
At her words, two big hazel eyes opened, and looked at him.
She had heard that voice in the distance.
A light had appeared in this darkness, and she had followed it.
And there, in front of her, leaning over her face, was the face of a man of a rather advanced age, gray curls, and eyes...
Brown eyes.
Which were red, and swollen, and shone with sadness.
Who was this man...
And why did he look so sad.
- Who...
Gently, he put his finger on her lips, silencing her, and shook his head in denial, his brown eyes shining with tears.
- Don't talk...
He let his fingers slide down her cheek, caressed it.
It was a miracle.
He still couldn't believe it.
Eames had just woken up.
Tears rolled down his cheeks.
- My Alex... His voice was breaking. My little Alex.
She felt her heart clench at the sight of the man's tear-stained face.
Alex...
But who could this Alex be?
And why was he so upset...
- Who are you...
Goren's heart broke.
He stepped aside, wavering under the blow.
No...
It couldn't be possible...
Anything but this.
At the man's reaction, she wondered if she had said something wrong.
He had turned white all of a sudden.
His brown eyes were clouded with concern, and his face was contorted with pain.
- Did I say... She was trying to speak, but she was struggling. Or doing something wrong...
Damn it...
How could she think for a second that she could have done something wrong.
But why didn't she recognize it...
- I'm Bobby...
Alex shook her head in denial.
- I'm sorry...
Eames didn't recognize this man.
The one called...
Bobby.
She didn't see...
Didn't know who he was.
Was he an important person in her life...
Like a husband...
A family member...
How to tell her without hurting her too much, that she didn't know who he was.
- I'm really sorry.
She looked at him, her big hazel eyes glowing with the glow of the unknown.
Why did Eames keep apologizing.
Gently, he took her hand in his, intertwined his fingers with hers.
Alex didn't seem to recognize him...
Nor to know who he was...
His heart sank.
Goren knew that a person coming out of a coma often had after-effects...
They could lose their memory...
And not remembering the people around them.
She didn't have to apologize for that.
Besides...
If she was there...
In this state...
It was his fault.
And only to him.
And it was his fault to apologize, not hers.
Goren was already so happy that she had woken up.
That nothing mattered to him anymore.
He had just come back to life.
Goren would take care of everything.
If he had to teach her everything again...
Who the people around him were, and anything else...
Well, he would.
He was so happy that she woke up.
It was the best day of his life.
But for the beginning, she would come to live with him.