- So, Goren, how are you today? Deakins came and sat down next to him, arms crossed. Not too tired from your night? He emphasized the last words. Tonight I'll need you.
At his words, made a funeral face, as if all the misery of the world fell on bed.
What the hell...
Like Eames, Goren couldn't hide his feelings.
He remembered how Eames had blushed violently just at the name of his partner, while that same partner was hiding under his bed.
And yes...
My little Goren, I know what you do at night, after leaving the criminal.
You rush into the arms of your partner.
Goren and Eames were really not smart.
Goren with his Olympian calm, never asking how Eames was doing, or his infiltration.
Whereas when Bishop had replaced Eames, he never stopped talking about it, and had been infernal.
That should have been a red flag to him.
Deakins wanted him to stay tonight...
And Alex?
He couldn't stay...
Didn't want to stay.
Goren wanted to go and join Eames like every night...
It was a ritual.
Or at least...
More than a ritual.
What Deakins was up to...
He wasn't going to dump all the paperwork on her.
He hated it.
And Deakins knows it.
It was always Eames who did it.
For God's sake...
Eames.
She was going to wait for him, and be gone.
How to warn her...
He had no solution.
Going to see her in broad daylight would be too risky for his infiltration.
Goren turned back.
- Tell me Goren, I don't see your badge ... Deakins raised an eyebrow, questioning him with his azure eyes. Can you show it to me?
Deakins smiled inwardly.
Goren could always look for it, he wouldn't find it.
Bobby reached into his pocket.
Empty...
Damn it...
Where was his badge?
He looked in his other pocket...
Still nothing.
Good God...
Where could it be...
A dull anguish invaded him.
Could he have dropped his badge, in his haste to hide from Deakins, when he was in Eames' room.
He could very well have forgotten it there.
He would have to ask Alex, if she had not found it.
It was his work tool, and Deakins wouldn't like it if he lost it.
In all his years in Homicide, he had never lost his badge, this was the first time.
And if it was in the presence of Eames...
Nothing more normal.
He wasn "t thinking clearly anymore, when he was with her.
He was thinking about something else.
Her delicate face, her small breasts, her well rounded buttocks, the softness of her satiny skin...
Bobby blushed violently, the heart beating violently to break in his chest.
He recomposed himself a face.
Deakins scrutinized him insistently.
Damn it...
Please don't let me forget it in the Eames' room.
For his cover, his safety, better not.
It might blow her infiltration, and she might be found out.
All this by mistake!
Considering that he behaved like a teenager when he was with her.
When he was with Alex, he thought of nothing else, but to feel her vibrate under his fingers, all moaning, and forgetting the rest, and all caution.
Deakins put his fist on his desk and opened it.
Goren stared as if hypnotized by the object Deakins held in his hand.
My God...
His badge.
How could Deakins have his badge in his possession?
Deakins smiled inwardly at Goren's surprise, and that he didn't understand it.
If you knew where I picked it up, you'd be even more worried.
Deakins with his skill, had sneakily picked up the badge that was lying on the floor in Eames' room, and put it in his pocket.
Neither one of them had his cinema.
He was under the bed, and she was all pink.
As soon as Deakins held Goren's badge in his hands, he had only one thought, to put it on his nose, to put him on the fait accompli.
- I found it... He paused, letting the suspense linger. But you have to know where...
He emphasized the last words.
Goren didn't understand what Deakins was getting at.
He shook his head in denial.
Maybe he had just lost it in Deakins' office.
But it was still strange...
Deakins kept his eyes on him, staring at him.
As if he knew something, that he should have known.
But what...
- Yesterday I went to see Eames... He took a good look at Goren, so the cheeks started to turn red. She seems to be doing very well. Aren't you worried about her?
Goren fidgeted in his seat.
It was strange...
Why was Deakins implying that it was odd that he didn't care about his partner.
- Like the last time there was Bishop... You kept harping on Eames.
Deakins had noticed that.
But what was he getting at?
Did he know something he should have known...
Deakins was happy.
He had succeeded in attracting Goren's curiosity.
He would ask questions, and he would come pestering him for answers.
Maybe he would get him to tell him what he was hiding between him and Eames...
Their secret relationship.