- If it didn't work out that way...
At her words, Goren pulled his hands away from Eames, as if her words had burned him.
If it didn't work out that way...
Name of God...
Goren really hoped he had misunderstood Eames' words, and their double meanings.
Eames was not planning to...
Especially with him.
And yet...
Eames' despair told him that he had not misinterpreted the words.
That it couldn't be clearer.
And that it was indeed what she was thinking.
- Alex... It's no.
No.
And why...
Was she so hideous.
So much so that Goren hated to put his fingers on her.
Did he find her so bland...
Too flat.
Without much shape.
Maybe he preferred rounder girls...
Which she was far from being.
Yes.
Eames knew she didn't have much of a shape...
But still.
That didn't make her a monster though.
- Why... Eames ran her fingers down her shirt, grabbed it. I'm so hideous...
I'm sorry.
Did Goren hear what Eames had said?
Hideous...
She.
Eames couldn't be serious.
She couldn't possibly think that about her.
Did she not know...
Didn't she see.
That she was a pretty piece of girl.
Was she forgetting the many suspects who had openly hit on her...
While he was right next door.
But that was not the point.
Goren simply couldn't do that.
One, because she was his partner.
And two...
Because he had a deep respect for her...
And he admired her.
If he slept with Eames...
Nothing would ever be the same again.
He didn't want to lose that friendship...
This partnership.
Eames was the only one who accepted him as he was.
Remaining his partner despite everything.
When she could have found something better.
And the idea of losing Eames as a partner...
was inconceivable to her.
- This has nothing to do with you.
Then what was it.
And why...
Goren had agreed to be his donor...
So what difference was there with the natural way.
So yes.
Why then...
- Why then...
For God's sake...
Eames didn't understand.
Wouldn't understand.
When the little lady had an idea in her head...
It was hard to talk her out of it.
Didn't she understand...
That if they slept together...
At the thought...
Goren blushed violently, his heart pounding in his chest.
Goddamn it...
This was far too embarrassing.
Imagining Eames underneath him, their naked bodies entwined...
He was inflamed all over.
But he pulled himself together.
No and no.
They shouldn't.
Eames took Goren's face in his hands, and forced him to look at her.
- I promise you, feelings won't get in the way.
Jesus...
But she was insisting.
Couldn't she just stop having this idea in her head.
Goren could understand Eames' despair at the thought of not being a mother.
But from the...
- Please...
Her big hazel eyes begged him, her face was so white, so sad.
Goren found it harder and harder to stand firm...
And to stay on his refusal.
He was weakening.
Goren couldn't stand the immense sadness he could read on Eames' face.
He wanted the sarcastic, outspoken Eames, the smiling Eames.
Not this Eames, who begged him.
Goren knew that Eames would be a great mom.
A firm, but very loving, and very fair mother.
But the idea of...
No.
It was simply impossible.
He just couldn't.
- Bobby...
At his name, Goren felt himself melting, like snow in the sun.
And there it was.
Eames had won again.
Called him by name...
And he was giving in to every trick.
It wasn't fair.
She knew his weaknesses.
God...
He should have been firmer.
And stand by his refusal.
But he didn't have the heart to deny her what she was asking of him.
Eames was going to lose it sooner or later.
- Just one night...Eames' face went from sadness, to immense joy, lit up, and his big hazel eyes shone with infinite hope. But no feeling.
Had Eames heard right.
She could not believe it.
And yet...
Goren had agreed.
It was wonderful.
Her heart leapt with joy in her chest.
Crazy with joy, Eames raised her face towards Goren's, and took possession of his lips with ardor.
At this kiss, Goren blushed violently, his heart beating hard in his chest, ready to break.
Good God...
If he reacted like that for a simple kiss...
Then how could he...
- Thank you Bobby. Eames took Goren's hand in his, intertwined his fingers with hers, stood up. You come, we go to your room.
What.
Eames was too direct.
Couldn't she take it easy.
It was so embarrassing.
- Alex...
Eames shook her head in denial, refusing to listen to her.
No and no.
If she waited...
Go slowly.
Goren would change his mind.
And that...
She didn't want to.
So...
She didn't have to waste a second.
Eames pulled him by the hand, forced him to stand, and followed her.
She led him to the bedroom.
But the closer she got to Goren's room, the stronger her heart beat.
And Eames began to hesitate.
But if she wanted a baby...
She must not waver.
She had to stick to her guns.
And go all the way with Goren.
When she arrived at Goren's bedroom door, Eames stopped, took a deep breath, tried to calm the rapid beating of her heart.
At Eames' reaction.
Goren sensed that she was hesitating.
If only...
Maybe he could make her understand that nothing good would come of it if they slept together.
- We can stop if you want.
Stop...
Oh no.
Eames had made a decision...
And she would stick to it.
She just had to get it together.
Oh, God...
If only Eames would say yes...
That she wanted to stop.
And that she had changed her mind.
Besides...
Goren had never let a woman into his bedroom...
Let alone in his bed.
For him...
His bed...
And his room...
Were meant for the woman who would be the one...
The one he wanted.
If Eames refused to change his mind...
She would be the first.
But could she be the one.
The woman who was meant for him.
No.
It was simply impossible.
Eames would never be that woman.
She could put up with it.
He couldn't ask her for the moon.
It would be without any feeling...
It was just to help Eames have a baby.
It had nothing to do with love.
- Come on... Eames put his hand on the door handle, opened it, and walked in. Let's go in.
Eames let Goren in with her, and closed the door behind her.
- Let's go.