When Goren reached Eames, he lowered his lips on his forehead and placed a small, extremely gentle kiss on it.
- You made a beautiful baby...
At his words, and at the sweetness of the kiss, Eames pinked with pleasure.
This beautiful baby...
She owed it to Goren.
Thinking about it...
Her heart sank.
Without him...
She would never hold Jamie in her arms right now.
- Thank you Bobby...
At her thanks, Goren blushed violently, and shook his head in denial.
Thank him...
It was rather to him to thank her.
He had lived the most beautiful night of his life in her arms.
Goren could not...
And would never forget that night Jamie was conceived.
- Do not thank me...
Don't thank him.
She owed him everything.
Gently, Goren brought his hand up to Jamie's face, but stopped her.
- I can...
At Goren's hesitation, Eames smiled, touched.
- Of course you can.
Eames wanted to scream...
That he was his father.
He had every right.
But she knew she couldn't force this child into her life.
He had done this to help her.
And that was already a lot.
Even if she hoped that sooner or later...
Then with extreme gentleness, Goren put his hand on Jamie's forehead, brushed it.
At his gesture, the baby opened wide his brown eyes, and looked him straight in the eyes, discovering a new face.
At this brown gaze fixed on him, Goren became totally scarlet.
It was so embarrassing to see this little boy looking at him so intensely.
He felt small fingers taking possession of his thumb, which made him jump.
Name of God...
But this little guy had an iron grip.
- He already loves you…
He already loved her...
Him.
And how...
Jamie barely knew him.
And as soon as he learned what a man he was...
Jamie would turn away from him as many had.
- Stop thinking dark thoughts...
Good God...
Eames couldn't stop reading his mind.
It was unsettling.
He was having a hard time keeping things from her.
But on the other hand...
There was one thing he was doing well at hiding from her.
But sooner or later...
He wouldn't be able to hide it from her anymore.
Because she would find out what he was hiding deep in his heart.
- Said Jamie... Eames tilted her face to Jamie's face, rubbed her nose to his little nose, a big smile on her face. You like him Bobby...
At the sight of Eames' sweetness, and adoration of Jamie, Goren felt his heart beat violently in his chest, ready to explode.
As he had always known...
Eames would be a wonderful mother.
And he hadn't been wrong.
When he saw her with Jamie.
All that tenderness...
That adoration.
To the tenderness that Goren had had towards Jamie...
Eames would have wanted to tell him to be her father.
But would he agree...
Hadn't she asked too much of him.
So ask him...
But she would so love a life together.
A family life.
- Bobby... Eames raised her face to Goren, biting her lip, hesitating to tell him what was on her mind. I...
The door opened, preventing Eames from continuing what she was about to say, revealing a Logan followed by a Barek, who stopped dead in their tracks at the vision before them.
Name of God...
But it looked like a picture of a family.
A father looking in adoration at his wife and newborn baby.
And that little baby holding Goren's thumb firmly in his fist.
Like they were related.
Like a father and son.
- Carolyn you came...
At the joy in Eames' voice at the sight of Barek, Carolyn snapped out of her thoughts, coming face to face with the beaming face of a smiling Eames.
Carolyn walked towards Eames, eager to see the newborn.
As soon as Logan had told her the news...
She ran to the hospital with Logan.
She was so anxious to know this little one.
Arrived at the height of Eames and the baby, she stopped net as prohibited, by discovering the face of the baby.
My God...
But it was the spitting image of Goren.
Except for the little golden hair on his little head, this baby had all the characteristics of Goren.
From the big brown eyes, the little dimples at the corner of his lips, and that baby face.
Barek could not doubt the paternity of the baby.
The father of this child was none other than Goren.
But how could this be possible...
And why hadn't Eames told him.
If it ever came out...
- So how is this little one...
At Logan's blank, Barek turned to him, giving him a warning look, telling him to hold his tongue.
Name of God...
But this baby...
Was...
Don't tell me...
And yet there could be no doubt.
Goren was the father of Eames' child.
And it didn't take a DNA test to know the paternity of the child.
Logan would put his money on it.
The resemblance was so striking.
Logan raised his stunned face at this discovery on a Goren, who was startled at his insistent look, which told him that he had understood everything.
Good God...
Just by the look in Logan's eyes...
Goren knew that Logan had understood everything.
That he knew he was Jamie's father.
He was going to have to have a serious talk with Logan.
And most importantly…
He had to be stopped from talking too much.
- Look at Jamie... Eames turned Jamie slightly towards Barek. It's your Godmother Carolyn.
Godmother Carolyn...
At his words, Barek's heart beat violently in his chest.
So Eames had chosen her to be his son's godmother.
It was too much for Barek.
Too much emotion.
Not only was she happy to see Jamie.
But then to become his godmother.
Barek was so happy.
If Eames kept this up...
Carolyn would cry.
She was so touched.
- And this great imbecile... Goren pointed to Logan with his hand who was standing next to him. He will be your godfather... Goren turned to Logan, and nodded gravely. That is, if your mom agrees.
Goren turned his face to Eames, questioning him with his eyes.
He had made this decision without asking her opinion.
But Eames was the only one who had rights over the child.
Perhaps she would take it badly.
After all...
He had no rights over the child.
Even though in his heart of hearts he wished it were the other way around.
Eames smiled, tenderized.
Of course she agreed with this decision.
It was what she had decided too.
Even if he would never be her father.
Eames appreciated that he made this decision as her father.
- You see Jamie... Eames tilted his face to Jamie's, who had a big smile on his lips. Uncle Bobby is acting just like your dad.
He was acting just like his dad...
Of course he was acting like a father.
Just because he would never be his father...
Doesn't mean that Goren didn't consider that child as his own.
After all...
Jamie was a part of him.
Uncle Bobby...
Eames had called him Uncle Bobby...
His words went round and round in her mind.
Yes.
It would suit him.
It meant that she considered him a member of Jamie's family.
That he had hopes that he could enjoy Jamie.
And maybe one day...
He would be more than an uncle.
At least...
That's what he hoped.
Uncle Bobby...
Logan and Barek looked at each other, shaking their heads.
They were not born yesterday.
Even if Eames and Goren tried to hide Jamie's paternity...
You didn't have to be blind to see that Goren was Jamie's father.
- Let's go...
At his words, Eames nodded, and took his son's small hand in his own, squeezing it gently.
- Godmother and Godfather will have to leave... Jamie whimpered, clenched his fists, and winced, not happy to hear they were leaving. But you'll see them again soon.
At her words, Jamie stopped whimpering, and chirped.
Good God...
But Jamie was all Goren.
If he didn't like something...
He did not hesitate to make it known.
And that face he had...
It was all Goren.
Jamie was just like Goren.
All it took was one word from his mother to put a smile on his face.
- I'll walk you out...
At her words, Logan and Barek nodded.
Goren got up and followed Logan and Barek.
When he reached the door, he turned to Eames, raised his hand and gave him a little sign.
- I'll be right back.
As the three left the room and the door closed behind Goren, Eames looked at Jamie and gave him a big smile.
- Don't tell anyone... But the tall man who just waved to us... That's your daddy.
At his words, little Jamie smiled widely, opened his little hands, and chirped.
At the joy of his son, Eames felt his heart clench.
She took her son's little hand in hers, squeezed it gently, and looked towards the door, where she had seen Goren before the door closed behind him.
- If only...