- Eames... Wheeler was there to help Eames finish putting the last of the accessories on her. You know you're really pretty...
Wheeler had insisted on helping Eames get ready.
She would need a hand putting on that dress, and doing her hair.
The white dress really went to wonder to Alex.
To believe that this dress had been made for her.
She married perfectly the curves of her body.
- Now more than the veil, and we will have finished.
Alex grimaced at the idea of putting the veil.
She had never really been a fan of this accessory.
Besides, what good would it do...
It wasn't a real wedding...
Just an act for the investigation.
- Am really forgetting to wear this thing...
Megan smiled, nodding her head.
Ross had said not to skimp on the props.
It had to look like a real wedding.
And the veil was one of those accessories that shouldn't be missing.
- Sorry... Ross' orders...
Eames muttered in his beard.
Damn it...
Why did Ross want that accessory so badly.
It really wasn't useful.
Nowadays, women didn't get married with a veil.
And it was much better that way.
That itchy thing, and it made you die of heat.
- All right...
Reluctantly, Eames let Wheeler put the veil on her hair.
Megan, with the help of a pair of clips, managed to hold the veil on Eames' hair.
She moved aside, and contemplated her work.
My God...
Eames was simply beautiful.
- I don't have the words to say how pretty you are...
But yes...
That's it...
She looked good in that outfit.
What was not to be heard.
- Knock... Knock...
The door opened, revealing Ross.
- Was she ready...
Ross stopped dead in his tracks in front of the vision that Eames offered.
Eames was simply beautiful.
Wheeler had done a magnificent job.
Hesitantly, and embarrassed to see his detective so pretty, Ross approached Alex, and held out his arm.
Eames put his hand on Ross' arm.
Gently Ross put his hand on hers.
- We're going...
Eames nodded.
Ross had to give the change to be the father of Eames.
It was his daughter he was marrying today.
And so he had to act like a father, and walk her down the aisle.
As expected, Megan was to take the place of the maid of honor.
- Wheeler... Ross turned to her. You're not forgetting...
Megan nodded her head.
Of course she wasn't going to forget.
She waited until Ross and Eames were out the door, and made her way to the altar, where she took her place as maid of honor.
Ross, on Eames' arm, entered the church aisle, leading Eames to the altar.
He walked slowly, glancing around the room at his men in civilian clothes.
Eames wasn't really comfortable in that outfit.
And the closer she got to the altar, the harder her heart beat in her chest.
If she could have, she would have run for it.
Eames didn't know how to face Goren, especially in that outfit.
It was all an act...
So why was her heart beating so fast.
She thanked that damn accessory, that veil...
Because for once, it would be useful, and would hide her trouble from Goren.
Wheeler had done well to insist.
Goren was there at the altar.
He couldn't take his eyes off the scene that was unfolding before his eyes.
Eames clinging to Ross' arm.
My God...
Eames looked simply beautiful in that outfit.
It took his breath away.
But he looked back.
He could never offer, nor consider marriage to Eames.
He was not the man for her.
She had to find someone better...
But at this idea, a touch of jealousy rose in him.
It wasn't fair...
Why couldn't a woman as pretty as her be with him...
All because of who he was.
This child of a rapist, and a schizophrenic.
What a beautiful picture for Eames.
My God...
Why did he have his parents there...
Not that he didn't love his mother...
But with two parents like his, his destiny was set.
And never, ever, could he be with her.
It was for Alex's sake.
Goren had to stop it.
He had to tell her that her kiss was a mistake...
He felt little fingers on his arm.
- Bobby...
Goren turned his attention to the person who had just spoken.
Eames...
What the hell...
Why was she worried about him...
- I trust you with my daughter...
Goren nodded.
Ross placed Eames' hand in Goren's, and walked to the front bench.
Hesitantly, Goren looked at Eames.
His veil hid his facial features.
He wanted to see her face.
Gently, slowly, he lifted the veil, and stepped aside, looking at her.
His brown eyes rested on her, burning her.
She blushed, not daring to look at him, her heart pounding.
Damn it...
Was Goren going to stop looking at her like that...
And why did he lift her veil, to reveal her face.
It wasn't really necessary.
God...
Eames was...
He had no words to describe her beauty.
His big hazel eyes were shining, his golden hair was tied up in a bun, where a few strands escaped, but which revealed a face with fine and delicate features.
Alex had pink cheeks, and her little lips were half-open.
Lips that called for a kiss.
Hold me back...
If he listened to himself he would have kissed her.
But he shouldn't...
Could not...
For one thing, for her sake...
And two...
Because half the precinct was there.
And so he couldn't.
What the hell...
What had possessed him to kiss her...
He could only think of doing it again now.
He had to pull himself together and think about something else.
This was not the time, nor the place...
But at the end of the oath...
He pulled himself together.
To think of something else...
Not to forget that they were on a mission.
And not a real wedding.
- Alex... Gently, he took her hands in his, intertwined his fingers with hers. You're ready...
Alex nodded, blushing, her heart pounding.
Could it be that one day she and Goren...
No...
Get a grip...
She shouldn't have expected such a thing.
And yet...
She couldn't help hoping...
That one day she and Goren...
Since her kiss, she had been imagining too many things.
And it wasn't good.
If she wanted to scare Goren away...
This was the right way.
- Yes... I'm ready...
At her words, Goren's heart sank.
It was just an act...
But then why did his heart hurt so much...
The thought of knowing that he could never offer something like this to Eames, broke his heart.
Alex deserved the best.
But he wasn't that man who could give her the best.
It was a lost cause.
Even if he tried...
He knew he would ruin it.
But why...
Why did Eames cling to him...
She didn't understand that with him, nothing good could happen...