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Goren's flesh seared with white-hot pain as the bullet tore through his upper chest cavity, he felt it lodge somewhere within his body. "Its a shame that you have to die because of department's stupidity." Butch said. "They did what they had to do." Goren replied through gritted teeth. "How valiant." He said bitterly as she phone rang. "You're guy is in need of serious help, he will die unless you get me what I want. "Were in position, waiting for your order, Chief." The SWAT team leader said. "I'm sorry, James, I have to give the order." "Deakins nodded gravely. Butch turned sharply, AK forty seven at the ready as a concussion grenade was detonated, Goren used what remained of his failing strength to kick his legs out from under him. The SWAT team stormed in & had him disarmed & cuffed before he could regain his bearings, Goren's vision became increasingly clouded, he vaguely heard someone calling for EMS on their radio, static was growing in his head & then... nothing.
Deakins, Eames & Elvira sat worriedly in the desolate waiting room outside the trauma unit. "Oh no." Elvira said as she took notice of a very beautiful woman sitting at the other end of the room from them, she could have been a body double for Katherine Zeta Jones. She wore stonewashed, snug low rise Levi's & a plain white, fitted shirt. "It must be bad if she's here, she came all the way from California." "Who is she?" Eames asked as she studied her. "An old friend." Elvira said with a knowing smile as the doctor approached them. "By some miracle, he got through surgery, you may see him, but I can't guarantee how responsive he'll be." The doctor said, the three of them eyed the strange woman, Elvira waved her in first. "She came a long way to see him, its only right that she goes first." "Who is she?" Eames asked again. "It's best that Goren tells you himself, I… I just don't feel right saying anything. But I will say that they go back a long way." She said.
"Well you look a hell of a lot better then you did three weeks ago, Doc says you're making the fastest recovery he's ever seen. I have to admit you had me worried for a while, I thought we were going to have to plan another cop's funeral." Deakins said as he put a hand on Goren's shoulder. "What was a very brave thing you did, letting those creeps take you instead of those people." Elvira said. "I did what I had to do." He said quietly, there was a knock on the door & the same woman they had seen before popped her head in, Eames smiled as she saw a spark in her partner's dark eyes. "We'll just be going." Deakins said with a knowing smile as they left them.
"Shouldn't it be another week before you're back to work?" Eames said as she walked in a week later to find Goren sitting at his desk. "Yes." He said simply. "You just can't stay away can you?" Goren merely shrugged in response as he looked through the papers that had piled up on his desk for she past few weeks, just then, he came across a very nice embroidered letter. Eames recognized the perfume. "We met her you know… well kind of, she was waiting with us when you were brought in, she is very beautiful." Eames said. "We've known each other a long time." Goren said, the tone of his statement told her that was all she was going to get out of him, but still it was a start. "Maybe we'll get to meet sometime, under better circumstances of course." "Perhaps." He replied as he strode away to read the contents of the letter in private.