Eames was sitting on the couch, she couldn't take her eyes off the letter she had written to Goren that she held in her hands.
Goren had kept it...
He hadn't thrown it away.
But then...
Could it be...
She felt the couch sag under Goren's point.
She blushed violently, her heart beating wildly.
Goren looked at Alex.
His gaze was drawn to the paper Eames held in his hands.
He blushed violently as he recognized the letter Eames had written to him.
Damn it...
He should never have left it lying around.
He was a very manic person...
He had left the letter in sight.
But he would never have suspected that Eames would have come to see him.
Even after that letter.
He had thought it was a passing fancy.
He had thought that what she had written was out of sadness.
He had never thought that what she had written was true.
And yet...
In his heart it was what he had wished for.
And today, at this very moment...
Eames was there beside him, and she held his letter in her hands.
What could he say to her...
- You kept it...
Eames could not take his eyes off the piece of paper.
He had kept it.
And to her, that meant a lot.
- Yes... I kept it...
Eames looked up at Goren with her big, hazel eyes, shining with hope.
Goren blushed violently.
Damn...
Alex looked at him.
And the way she looked at him...
This Alex so fragile...
That he had run away from.
Couldn't she stop looking at him...
And looking away...
It was embarrassing.
His face scarlet, Goren put his hand to his neck, looking away.
- I shouldn't have...
Goren scrambled to his feet, but Eames put his hand on his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.
- Bobby...
Damn it...
He couldn't face him.
Not now...
Gently, she firmed her fingers on his wrist.
- Look at me...
Eames' voice broke.
Goren's heart sank.
There was too much worry, and sadness in her voice.
And, he didn't want that.
He didn't want to hurt her.
So, reluctantly, he turned his gaze to Eames.
At the sight of Eames' face his heart broke.
Eames had tears in his eyes.
Her hazel eyes shone with sadness.
He had just hurt her again.
How he hated himself.
He was only good at hurting her...
Or cause her trouble.
You will never be happy with me...
Then why...
Why do you cling to me.
He wanted to scream his words at her.
But he couldn't.
He would hurt her even more...
And that he refused to do.
- I love you... She spoke in a deep voice, her cheeks pink. And that's all that matters.
Tears slid down her cheeks.
Goren opened his brown eyes wide.
No...
Don't cry...
He didn't want to see her cry...
He couldn't stand her being unhappy.
- If you don't love me... His voice broke, his lips trembled. I'll go away... She paused, and looked him straight in the eye. And I won't come back.
If you don't love me...
I won't come back...
No…
Goren didn't want that.
He didn't want her to leave.
Not to see Eames anymore...
That was simply impossible.
He couldn't live without her.
Without her, he was nothing.
But for her sake...
He had to let her go
And above all, not to hold her back.
- You don't say anything... Eames got up, and headed for the door. I understand.
No...
Eames wasn't going to leave...
Not like that.
He had to explain himself.
- Don't worry...
Eames stopped at the door.
She was really hoping for a gesture...
A sign from him...
But nothing.
She had been mistaken in imagining that Goren could feel what she felt for him.
She had come all this way for nothing...
Just to suffer even more.
How foolish she had been.
- I won't be coming back.
At her words, Goren lost control of his reason.
Why he shouldn't be with Eames.
He dropped all his damned barriers...
To rush to Eames' level, just as she had her hand on the door handle, ready to leave.
He put his hand on her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.
Goren drew Eames against him, took his face between his hands, and took possession of his lips with ardor.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, tightening it against him.
Eames felt his heart churn as he kissed her.
Goren was kissing her...
He had stopped her from leaving...
It could not be possible.
And yet...
It was his lips against hers.
But why...
Why was he holding her...
- Why was he...
With gentleness, Goren brought his hand to Eames' cheek, caressed it.
He looked into her large hazel eyes, which questioned him.
- Because I need you in my life.
At his words, Alex's heart beat violently in his chest ready to explode.
- Is it true...
In Alex's voice vibrated the timbre of hope.
Did Goren really need her in his life...
Could she really hope...
Goren nodded.
Alex dared not hope...
Didn't dare to believe...
She looked into Goren's brown eyes, which shone with sincerity.
So it was true...
Goren wanted her...
She could not believe it...
Didn't dare to hope.
- Bobby...
At her name, Goren took Eames' face in his hands, lowered her face to his, and took possession of her lips with infinite gentleness.
Nothing mattered more to him than Alex at that moment.
All his good resolutions...
All its contradictions...
Had just flown away.
He loved Alex...
And he wanted her close to him.
And no matter what happened.
At that very moment...
Alex was there...
And that's all that mattered.
Goren dropped all his barriers, to let Eames into his heart.