Arriving at the site of the wrecked vehicles, the firefighters got out of their vehicles and headed for the scene.
- Get the saw, Marty.
The man whose name was Marty fetched the saw, and with it in hand, went to find his colleagues, who had already arrived at the vehicles.
- Ma'am... You're going to have to step aside.
Eames turned to Rodgers, who had already stepped aside when he saw the firemen arrive.
Pardon.
Madame...
You'll have to step aside.
Had Eames heard correctly.
Was it really her we were talking to.
- Please... Madame.
My god...
Yes, it was her we were talking to.
But there was no way she was going to walk away from Goren, and leave him like this.
- No... I...
- Andrews... The fireman who spoke must have been the captain, for he made all the decisions, waved his hand, beckoning Andrews to come and help him. Come and get the little lady out of the way.
What.
Get the little lady out of the way...
He'd better not.
If any of his men so much as laid a finger on her, she was going to make them wish they'd never been born.
- Don't you dare...
The fireman named Andrews reached her, and put his hand on her arm.
- I forbid you to touch her.
At Goren's cries of support for Eames, Logan decided he'd better intervene, or the situation would escalate.
And given Goren's condition, he'd better not delay.
Logan moved quickly towards the fireman and put his hand on his arm, preventing him from touching Eames.
- Goren told you not to touch her.
At Logan's words, Eames turned to him and nodded, silently thanking him.
- I'll take care of Eames myself.
What.
He'd look after her himself...
Eames struggled to hear Logan's words.
But when he turned to her, Eames understood that he wasn't coming to her rescue, nor taking her side, but rather that of the firemen, andu that he was there to steer her away from Goren in a different way.
- You don't...
Logan nodded, looking grave, and approached her.
- I have to, Eames... so the firemen can get Goren out.
No.
Then he too would betray her.
Keeping her from Goren.
- I wouldn't follow you.
At Eames's words, Logan huffed exasperatedly.
Good God...
Eames couldn't understand.
That he wasn't doing this to her.
And when she squeezed out of the way, the firemen would finally be able to get Goren out of the car.
Gently, he put his hand on her wrist and pulled her along, forcing her to follow him.
At this gesture, Eames stopped, refusing to follow, slapping his hand away.
But Logan didn't let go.
- I refuse to leave Goren.
Good God...
How stubborn she could be.
Logan understood Goren's hint better, when he told him that when his little blonde partner had decided on something, he couldn't change her mind.
But here, Logan was obliged to do something.
For Goren's sake.
So he walked over to Eames, put his other hand on her other arm and pulled with all his might.
At this, Eames, red-faced, glared at Logan, and tried to pull her arms out of his grasp, but Logan held her tight, preventing her from disobeying.
- You'll be sorry...
- Say...
Goren's voice was pasty. Eames and Logan stopped, turning to him.
- What's my name.
At her words, Eames' heart froze, and in shock, Logan let go of her.
Eames didn't waste a second, and turned back to Goren.
When she reached him, she crouched down and gently took his face in her hands.
- Robert Goren... That's your name.
Goren nodded, giving her a tender smile.
At that smile, Eames' heart broke into a million pieces.
Goren had just lost his memory.
And if it went on like this...
- You... come and get her. The fire captain hailed Logan, who without wasting a second rushed to Eames, put his arms around her belly, wrapped them around her, and pulled her out.
Without wasting a second, the captain took the saw from Marty's hands, and began sawing away at the suv's carcass.
- No... Let me go.
Eames struggled with all her might, punching the arms that held her captive, elbowing Logan in the face and kicking his legs, making him swear and wince in pain, but didn't let go, tightening the pressure with his arms that held her firmly.
- Stop Alex...
At Deakins's voice, which had just arrived at their side, Eames stopped dead in his tracks, to look helplessly at Goren, from whom the fireman had just removed the sheet, put a neck brace around his neck, and was about to extricate Goren's body.
- I'm all right...
These were the last words Goren uttered with a smile to Eames, before everything went black and he lost consciousness.
At this, Logan let go of Eames, who stopped moving altogether in shock.
My goodness...
Could it be...
Logan heard rapid footsteps approaching them.
Barek.
She was joining them at a rapid pace.
And how could it be otherwise.
Goren had not only lost his memory, he was unconscious now.
And Eames, who wasn't moving, as if she'd become a statue in shock.
I'm all right now.
My God...
Goren had said those words to her just before he lost consciousness.
And he wasn't all right.
And that smile he'd kept.
He'd put on a brave face.
Like everything was fine.
But not at all.
Didn't he know he could rely on her, in case of trouble.
Oh, instead of keeping everything to himself.
My God.
No, it couldn't be.
Eames was in the middle of a nightmare.
Goren couldn't die.
This couldn't be happening.
He couldn't do this to her.
A large, warm hand came to rest on his shoulder, offering support.
- Look, Eames...
Before his eyes, Eames saw the firemen pull Goren out of the car, place him on a stretcher and, without wasting time, rush to their truck.
No.
Goren couldn't leave like that...
Without her.
She had to follow him.
- Wait... The firemen stopped at Deakins' voice, turning to him. Eames is coming with you.
Gently, Deakins placed his hand on Eames' back, urging her forward towards the firemen.
At this encouragement Eames didn't waste a second, and rushed towards the firemen, and when she reached the stretcher where Goren lay, she took his hand in hers, intertwined her fingers with his, and followed the firemen to their truck, where she climbed in under Deakins' eyes, not letting go of Goren's hand.
- Logan... Barek... Deakins turned to the two detectives, tossed the car keys to Logan, who caught them on the fly. Follow them.
Logan and Barek nodded, and without missing a beat, rushed to the vehicle.
Deakins remained at the scene.
Good God...
This evening had started badly for him...
And he'd received that spine-chilling call from Eames.
And Deakins had a feeling it wasn't going to stop any time soon.
- Rodgers... Deakins motioned for her to join him. We're going to have to find some evidence about the circumstances of the accident.
Deakins knew he'd have to report the circumstances of the accident to his superiors.
And the case had better be solid.
Especially if Rodgers was to provide him with irrefutable proof.
For certain other details, he would ask Eames.
But not just yet.
Deakins couldn't...
Didn't want to put him through the accident again.
And his difficult hours.
But Deakins knew that, thanks to Barek's help, she'd managed to find a witness not far from the accident, she'd managed to know that it wasn't Goren's vehicle at fault, but the other vehicle, which hadn't respected the right of way, and that according to Barek's witness, it was going at a pretty excessive speed.
Another reckless driver who shouldn't have been on the road.
Deakins hated his road hazards, which were three times more deadly than any murder he'd ever solved.
And because of this hit-and-run driver, one of his agents had been seriously injured.
And Deakins still didn't know what Goren's condition was.
When he had time, he would go and see Goren.
But in the meantime, he would check in with Logan and Barek.
It was best not to bother Eames, who had been seriously affected by the accident and his partner's condition.
Well...
Deakins turned his attention back to the scene of the tragedy, and got down to work in earnest.