What do you mean.
Goren had gone to svu.
Goren couldn't have done that.
No.
He couldn't have.
And why exactly.
And why hadn't he told him.
Why was it Deakins who told him.
Goren didn't have the courage to tell him.
Strangely enough...
It reminded him of something.
That way of running away...
Yes.
Running away without any explanation.
Goren had done it before.
But this time, Eames wouldn't let him get away that easily.
She would go straight to his house and demand an explanation.
And there would be no escape.
No place to run.
Determined, Eames didn't waste a second, leaving her office, and the homicide, to head for Goren's apartment.
Name of God...
The svu was decidedly more difficult than murder investigations.
Especially when it came to rape victims, and Goren was having a much harder time of it.
He'd been assigned to be Eliot Stabler's replacement partner until his partner returned.
And even Stabler had told him that, even after all his years in the unit, he was still struggling.
And all Goren wanted was to be home, to rest, decompress and, above all, think about other things.
As he reached the last step of the staircase, he glanced at the door of his apartment, telling himself that he was finally home, but his heart stopped at the sight of the person sitting in front of his door and on the stoop.
No.
It couldn't be.
It was his imagination playing tricks on him.
She couldn't be there.
Let alone sitting outside her door.
His mind was playing a dirty trick on him, making her appear before him.
As if he didn't miss her enough.
He also had to imagine her waiting for him on his doorstep.
- Here you are at last Bobby...
At her words, and a rising Eames, Goren realized that it wasn't his imagination playing tricks on him, and that she was indeed there.
Good God...
So it wasn't a vision, or his mind playing tricks on him.
Eames was there.
And she'd waited for him, to see him.
Listening only to his heart, and the joy of seeing her, he rushed towards her, and when he reached her height, took her face between his hands, and took possession of her lips with ardor.
At this fiery kiss, Eames felt his heart race, but pulled himself together.
No, she wasn't here for that.
She was here for explanations.
And no matter what Goren tried, Eames wouldn't be fooled.
Proud of her determination, she placed her small hands flat on Goren's chest, and pushed him away.
- No, not that. Goren looked at her surprised that she'd pushed him away. I've come to get an explanation for your departure to the svu.
So Eames hadn't come to see him, because she missed him.
But to get an explanation for his departure from l'svu.
He, who had thought...
But not at all.
He'd been wrong about everything.
Very well.
If that's what Eames had come for, he'd give him an explanation.
But not the main cause of his departure at svu.
- I'll explain... He brought his long, slender fingers to her small wrist, tugged, forced her to follow him. Let's go inside.
No sooner had the door closed behind them than she slapped her hand away, forcing him to let go of her wrist, and moved towards him.
- Then why didn't you tell me... She screamed, her face red with anger. Why do you do this every time. She stopped just short of him and pointed accusingly at his chest. So you only know how to do this... Her face was contracted with anger, in front of a Goren who wasn't playing proud. Run away cowardly.
Always do this...
Flee cowardly.
At Eames' last accusation, Goren felt a violent anger welling up inside him.
He hadn't run at all.
And no matter what the situation, he never would.
Deakins had asked him to fill in, and nothing more.
And that as soon as Stabler's partner returned, he'd go back to homicide.
What was it about his unfounded, false accusations that Eames held against him.
He'd never run away.
And certainly not the night Eames's father had chased him away.
For that, too, was pure slander.
- I never ran away... He clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles were white. And I'm certainly not going to start today.
He'd never run...
And Goren wouldn't start today.
No, but what a liar.
Was he forgetting that he'd already cowardly abandoned him in the past.
- You're a liar.
- A liar, you say.
Mad with anger, Goren grabbed Eames by the wrist, pulled him even closer, their bodies brushed against each other, and he lowered his face to hers, only to be a few millimeters away.
- Don't ever say again that I'm a liar... Is that clear.
Goren's face was contorted with rage, but Eames wasn't afraid. Her chin was up, challenging him, her big hazel eyes shining with anger.
- Or what... You'll hit me.
Pardon.
Goren had heard Eames' words.
He was going to hit her...
He was raising his hand at her.
But who did Eames think he was.
He would never raise his hand to her, not even if she made him as angry as he was right now.
He'd never do that.
That wasn't who he was.
And he would never be a violent man.
- And then... I've had more than enough of your false accusations. He let go of her wrist. Go away.
At his last words, Goren turned away from Eames, pointing with his hand to the door.
Eames must have been dreaming.
Goren wasn't serious.
He wanted her to leave, even though she'd come all this way and waited for him for over two hours.
It was out of the question.
She wouldn't go.
Not until I get some answers.
- I'm not leaving... until you tell me why... you left the svu.
Name of God...
But it was that instead of leaving, Eames was staying, and coming back to the question.
Besides, why did she care that he'd gone to l'svu.
She should have been glad he'd gone.
But she didn't seem to be.
Didn't Eames understand that he didn't want to endure an interrogation, let alone answer one.
- I asked you... Why did you go to svu.
Wasn't that easy to guess.
The real reason.
The one that was there, right behind him, questioning him.
Having Eames' body wasn't enough.
He wanted her heart.
And if he'd gone to svu, it was to stop suffering.
Because he knew that nothing he could say to Eames would give him the slightest chance of getting her back.
He'd lost her, and nothing would change that.
- You really want to know... He turned, to face her. Why I left on my own.
Yes, she wanted to know.
She wanted to know the reason.
- Yes... She nodded. I want to know.
Name of God...
But she really didn't understand.
Was she that blind at this point.
And the more, she didn't understand, the more she annoyed him.
Goren moved closer to her, and stopped at her height.
He raised his hand to his face, brought it to his cheek and brushed against it.
- It's because of you.
- Because of...
Eames couldn't finish his sentence, as Goren lowered his face to hers, and took possession of her lips with ardor.
No...
It was too easy.
Tell her the words, then kiss her.
Why did he always do that.
It was simple.
Goren knew she was very sensitive, and very weak.
And that he could do whatever he wanted with her, when he acted like that.
But not this time.
Eames wouldn't be fooled by fine words or kisses.
- No... She put her hands on his chest, pushed him away, but he wrapped his arms around her waist, keeping her against him, and preventing her from any escape movement. Let go of me, Bobby.
Let her go...
It was out of the question.
Eames had asked for explanations, so he was going to give her some.
- I left on the svu... Because I want more than your body.
Pardon.
Goren had left on l'svu…
Because he wanted more than her body.
Could it be that he also wanted her heart.
But that was impossible.
He'd already broken it once, she wouldn't allow him to do it a second time.
In addition, he should be happy to have her body.
But he wasn't.
He still needed more.
Just to have fun, and trample her.
- I'd never give you my heart... She clenched her fists and pounded her chest with all her might. You've already had it... Eames screamed, red-faced. And you broke it. I'll never...
Eames couldn't finish her sentence as Goren greedily took her lips, silencing her.
Goren wanted Eames to love him again, he absolutely needed it, it was vital.
So who knows...
Maybe in time.
- Alex... I need to have all of you... And not just your body.
- You're lying...
He shook his head in denial, and took her lips again with ardor, forced the passage her of teeth, and intertwined their tongues in a frenzied dance.
No.
She absolutely had to push him away.
But her traitorous body betrayed her, demanding Goren's kisses and caresses.
- Alex... I missed you.
At his words, Eames felt all her barriers fly away, and she brought her hands to her ebony curls, clutched them.
To an Eames who was letting herself go in his arms, Goren brought his hands to her hips, lifted her off the floor, wrapped his legs around her waist, holding her firmly not her buttocks, and went to stick her back against the wall.
- I can't wait to get into the bedroom.
At this admission, Eames pinked with pleasure and nodded.
So, without further ado, Goren impatiently pulled up her skirt, reached into her panties, pulled them apart, brought his other free hand to her fly, opened it, and pulled out his hard member, which he took in his hand, and moved closer to her intimacy.
He plunged his lustrous brown eyes into Eames's hazel gaze, and penetrated her with a sharp thrust, making her tense up and bite her lips in pleasure.
- Oh Alex... Being away from you... He pulled out, entered her, making her moan, and cling to him. And a real torture.
He grabbed her buttocks, pushed deeper into her, accentuated his thrusts.
- Oh Bobby... Yes...Yes...
She clung to him, moving her pelvis, matching her rhythm to Goren's.
- Oh my Alex... How could I do without you... He gripped her more and more firmly by her buttocks, raging inside her, hammering her. While I...
It was too much for Goren, who felt the explosion rising inside him.
He tensed, his body shaking with spasms, entered her one last time, let out his cry, and delivered his seed inside her.
- Oh my Alex... I'll never tire of being inside you.
At her cry, Eames lost all notion, voluptuousness taking over.
She arched her back, threw her head back, her medium-length golden hair cascading halfway down her back and shoulders, and howled with pleasure, under a Goren who couldn't take his eyes off her, hypnotized by her orgasm.
- Oh Bobby... Yes...
Without wasting a second, he pushed her away from the wall and headed for her room, holding her preciously in his arms.
- Tonight... I'll keep you all night.
At this hint, Eames blushed violently, his heart beating wildly and his body aflame again.
But Eames should have told him no.
Pushed him away.
Use his daughter's excuse.
But she wanted as much as he did, for them to continue what they'd just done against the wall.
So with rosy cheeks, she nodded and let him guide her back to the bedroom.