Finally, a good thing was done.
Goren put the key to Fiona's room in his pocket, after having locked the door twice as a precaution, and went back in the direction of Eames' room.
He didn't like the way Eames looked away from him.
Hadn't she seen that he had done as usual, as in an interrogation...
That he was playing a role to give the suspect confidence, to get what he wanted in the end, his confession.
Goren had to have a serious discussion with Eames.
And especially that she understand that the words he said...
He didn't mean them.
If he hadn't done that...
Playing into Fiona's hands...
What would have happened to Eames, and the baby.
Alex couldn't forget the words Bobby had said.
They kept looping in her mind.
Hurting her...
So bad.
This girl...
This burden...
Eames brought his hand to his belly, stroked it gently.
Goren didn't want her...
Nor this little being.
Her heart sank, tears welled up in her eyes.
Bobby did not love her.
She had thought it was more than sexual.
Especially when he had asked her to be his girlfriend.
She had thought it was serious...
But she was wrong...
She was only an amusement for him...
Nothing more.
Eames heard Goren's footsteps coming closer.
My God...
How was she going to face him...
Especially after what he had said.
The door closed and she jumped.
She was so deep in thought that she hadn't heard him walk through the door.
- Alex...
Eames was there, sitting on the bed with her back to the door, not facing him.
She refused to turn towards him.
Goren felt a deep unease.
- Alex... Please...
No.
Don't talk to me like that.
Not in that soft voice.
You don't love me.
Her heart broke into a million pieces.
She burst into tears, putting her hands against her mouth, muffling the sound of her crying.
Don't let him hear me.
Couldn't he leave...
Goren's eyes widened with fright at the sight of Eames' body shaking with sobs, and the muffled sounds of her crying.
His heart was torn apart.
Good God...
He had bruised her deeply with his words...
And she could not face him.
Goren hadn't meant to do that.
He had hurt the woman he loved, and the child she carried.
He had to explain himself.
- Turn around... Please...
Eames shook her head in denial.
No, she couldn't face him.
It was too hard...
Not now...
She was in so much pain...
Damn it...
Goren couldn't leave Eames like that.
He had to do something.
He couldn't stand to see her cry.
It was hurting her too much.
He had to do something.
With slow steps, he walked towards her.
Arriving at her side, he crouched down, taking her hands in his, intertwining his fingers with hers.
- Alex... Look at me.
Eames looked away with tears in his eyes.
He brought his fingers to her chin, turned her face, forcing her to look at him.
- I didn't mean what I said.
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Goren's heart broke into a thousand pieces at the sight.
The more he tried to explain, the worse he made things, making Alex cry even more.
He had hurt her deeply.
- Alex... He paused, searching for the right words. I acted like an interrogator... At his words, Eames opened her big hazel eyes in surprise. I played a role.
He had played a role...
Had she heard right...
Was it even true...
Could she believe it...
Had he really played a role, like in an interrogation...
Goren nodded.
Alex plunged her large, tear-filled hazel eyes into his brown gaze, shining with gentleness, and sincerity.
Could it be true...
Could she believe it...
Believe it.
And yet...
Goren had a tendency to play the suspect's game in order to gain his trust, and get what he wanted.
- Is it true...
Goren brought his fingers to Alex's eyes, wiping away his tears gently.
He smiled at her, nodding his head.
- Of course it is.
Gently, Goren let his fingers slide down her face, to rest on the back of her neck, caressing the wound the knife blade had left.
His heart tightened.
This wound...
A dull anger invaded him.
How dare anyone touch his little Alex.
Eames had been so afraid...
So afraid...
That she was just an amusement for Bobby...
A passing fancy.
With her heart on the edge of her throat, Eames burst into tears, and threw herself into Goren's arms, clutching at his shirt, screaming in despair.
Goren felt his heart break into a thousand pieces.
Eames had been deeply hurt.
And all because of him.
Gently, he wrapped his arms around her waist, held her close, stroked her back.
I didn't want to hurt you... He brought his hand to her golden hair, stroked it. I had no other choice. He lowered his face to hers, brought his lips to her forehead, brushing it. Fiona would have hurt you... And the baby.
The baby...
That burden...
Goren had said that the child was a burden.
- Alex... I want that child... He took her face in his hands, stroked her cheeks with his fingers. It's not a burden...
Alex opened her hazel eyes wide in surprise.
Bobby wanted this child...
Was he sincere...
Was he not lying...
Goren smiled.
Goren smiled and Eames knew it was true.
Bobby wanted this child.
He brought his lips to his eyes, kissing away his tears.
- I want you near me... He blushed violently, his heart pounding. I want you to come and live with me.
He put his hand behind his neck, all blushed and embarrassed.
His heart raced at her words.
Goren wanted her to move in with him...
He wanted this baby...
She couldn't believe it.
- I mean, if you want...
Alex smiled, touched.
Goren was worried.
Gently, Alex brought her hand to his face, caressed his cheek.
Of course she wanted to live with him.
Goren's brown eyes shone with concern.
Then Bobby was as concerned as she was.
- Yes, I want to live with you. Gently, she brought her face to his, brushed her lips. I love you Bobby.
At her words, Goren's heart soared.
He couldn't believe it...
Eames had told him he wanted to live with him.
It was too good to be true.
And yet, in her big hazel eyes, he could only read sincerity, and infinite love.
Bobby drew Alex against him, and with delicacy took possession of his lips.