- Mommy… Without even knocking, Nathan opened his bedroom door wide. Daddy's gone...
But Nathan stopped dead in his tracks as the scene unfolded before his eyes, followed by his friend Scooty, who hadn't expected him to stop.
Strange...
What had made Nathan stop like that, suddenly and without warning?
Scooty looked up at his friend, who was still staring at the center of the room.
Then he turned his gaze to where Nathan was looking, to see what he was watching with great interest.
- Oh... But...
Nathan put his hands to his friend's mouth, silencing him.
- Shh... Otherwise we'll wake them up.
Scooty nodded.
Now he understood his friend's reaction better.
Seeing his parents embracing each other, their legs intertwined, in his own bed, was something of a surprise.
Especially when Scooty knew that Nathan wanted his mommy and daddy to get together more than anything else in the world.
And from the looks of it…

It was just as well.
Her father was going to be disappointed.
He, who was always coming up with all sorts of schemes to seduce his boyfriend's mother, was about to get his comeuppance.
And good for him.
Thinking of his father, Scooty and Nathan heard the doorbell ring, and without wasting a second, Nathan closed the bedroom door, leaving his parents to sleep a little longer, and with his boyfriend, rushed to open the door.
- That's not your mother opening the door for me, Nathan.
Nathan shook his head in denial.
- She's always asleep...
- Yes. And with her dad.
Newton's face flushed red with frustration at his words.
Had he heard his son's words right.
Alex would be at this very moment with that man he'd seen yesterday.
No, it couldn't be.
Of a...
How could a woman like Alex be attracted to that kind of man.
A man much too tall for her, and much stronger.
In addition, he was much less handsome than he was.

So it was impossible for her to succumb to this man.
And two...
Newton was sure Alex liked him.
So his son had to be wrong.
But strangely enough...
He was sure that, for once, Scooty was telling the truth.
Especially since his friend Nathan didn't contradict him.
If that weirdo Nathan called his father hadn't arrived, he was sure Alex would have ended up in his bed.
But the other one had spoiled everything.
Newton felt a dull anger rise up inside him.
- Scooty, get your things... We're done here.
Oh... Oh...
But his father was angry.
Then he was right.
His father had set his sights on his boyfriend's mother, and he wasn't happy that the place had been stolen from him.
But was his father forgetting that this man he took for a rival was none other than Nathan's father.
He should have told himself he didn't stand a chance.

In addition, Bobby, as he'd allowed himself to be called, was really a very nice person, and he'd loved to spend the evening with him, and would gladly do so again.
At least, if he was invited back to share an evening with Nathan and his father.
- Scooty...
At his father's angry voice, Scooty didn't waste a second, and set off to collect his things.
If he didn't hurry, he was going to suffer his father's wrath again, and he didn't want that.
With his belongings in hand, he stopped in front of Nathan.
- I'll see you later, buddy.
Nathan nodded, and watched as his friend reluctantly walked away with his father.
Then he closed the door behind him.

Eames was so comfortable, snuggled up in Goren's arms, and she wished she could stay there forever, and never wake up.
But she was going to have to wake up.
A nine-year-old boy was waiting for her to take him to school.
And so, she would have to get up, if she didn't want her son to miss school.
In addition, if she hadn't been dreaming, she'd heard the doorbell ring, and that meant that Scooty's father had come to fetch his son, and so the time to go to school was getting dangerously close.
But she longed to bask again in the softness of Goren's arms.
So reluctantly, she gently pulled her face away from Goren's chest to raise it to his, and to her surprise, met two brown eyes that looked at her with amusement.

- Hello Bobby...
Bobby nodded, an amused little smile on his lips, and brought his hand to Eames' cheek, caressing it with infinite gentleness, making Eames blush.
- Hello, little groundhog...
Little groundhog...
So that's what Goren had just called her.
She wasn't really a groundhog.
Well, compared to him, who slept very little, she was the type to get a good night's sleep, especially when she was in such comfortable arms, but that was no reason to call her a groundhog.
She bit her lip, pouting.
- Groundhog is an affectionate name... Little angel.
At her words, Eames felt her heart beat violently in her chest, and turn completely scarlet.
Good heavens...
Goren had just called him little angel too.
Eames wasn't used to so many affectionate words in such a short space of time, and it turned her upside down.
Goren couldn't see the state it put her in.
In addition, comparing her to an angel...
her.

She was far from an angel.
And he knew it.
So why the diminutive.
- I'm not a...
Goren moved his fingers away from her cheek, to slide them to her lips, to brush against them, silencing her.
- To me... you're an angel. Goren plunged his brown eyes, shining with gentleness and sincerity, into Eames's septic hazel gaze. To support me.
To put up with him...
Admittedly, Goren was a peculiar person, even bizarre at times, but Eames liked the way he looked, and wouldn't change a thing for the world.

- Alex... I... Goren brought his other free hand to the nape of Eames' neck, and lowered his face to hers, to come and take her lips delicately. Could I come and live with you and Nathan.
Come and live with Nathan and her...
At his words, Eames felt her heart beat with wild hope, tears welling up in her eyes and blurring her vision.
She had waited so long for Goren's words.
And this morning, he was saying them to her.
It was like a dream.
- Oh Bobby... Her tears spilled down her cheeks, as Goren looked on, his face painted with worry. Yes... You can come and live with...
But she couldn't finish her sentence.
For Eames, it was too much emotion in an instant.
She put her hands to her face and burst into tears.
My God...
No.
Anything but this.
At the sight of Eames crying, Goren's heart broke.
Had he said...
Had he done something wrong.
What could he do to right his wrongs.

- Alex... I beg your pardon.
Pardon.
Goren was asking her forgiveness.
And for what reason.
He hadn't done anything wrong.
On the contrary, he'd just made her happy.
And she knew someone else was going to be happy.
That little boy in the next room.
Goren could never have made them both happier.
And if he made his son happy, he made her happy.
- You don't have to apologize... She moved her hands away from her eyes, revealing a face bathed in tears. I've waited so long for his words.
Eames had waited so long for her words...
Was it true.
My God...
If he'd known, he would have told Eames what he'd wanted since she'd come back, and he'd found out he had a son.
That he wanted to be with her.
But he'd been afraid.

So afraid, that she wouldn't want him.
- I thought you didn't want me.
Pardon.
Not wanting Goren...
He'd lost his head.
What did he think...
That she'd given him her body, but not her heart.
That the night Nathan was conceived was just a night of sex.
But it wasn't.
That night, when Nathan had been conceived, she'd understood how much she loved Goren.
And knowing that she was expecting a child from him made her happiest in the world, knowing that she would have a part of Goren growing inside her, and with her.
But Eames forgot that Goren was, and always would be, a tortured man, and above all, a worried one.
So with her own love, and that of her son, she would restore his self-confidence.
- You're an idiot, Robert Goren. She burst into even more sobs, but burst out laughing at the same time. Why wouldn't I want you.

My God...
Eames was right.
He'd been a fool.
Goren hadn't been able to help himself, to doubt himself, his feelings, and above all, the woman he loved.
And never again would he make the same mistake.
From now on, a new life would begin with Eames and his son, and he would finally be a family.
What he'd always wanted.
- Oh my Alex...
Goren took possession of Eames' lips.

- Good morning, Mom... Good morning, Dad... Sleep well, then.
At their sons' words, Eames and Goren blushed violently and looked away, embarrassed by everything.
Strange...
Why were his parents all red, and just as embarrassed.
They weren't embarrassed to have slept together.
On the contrary...
It was great.
It finally meant they were going to be a family.
And Nathan was the happiest of the boys.
That is, if he wasn't imagining things.
Just because his parents were sleeping together didn't mean they were going to get together.
It was better not to rush into things, and to wait and see what might happen.

Eames put her little hand on Goren's arm, making him lower his head towards her, and she nodded to him to speak.
- Nathan... Mommy and I have some news for you.
His mom and dad had some news for him...
And Nathan hoped with all his heart that it was the news he'd been expecting, ever since they'd seen them asleep together.
- Daddy's coming with us.
At his mother's words, Nathan looked at his parents as if forbidden, not realizing what she had just told him.
And little by little, it took up space in his brain, and he put his hands to his face and burst into tears.
Ah no...
Not again.
Nathan wasn't going to burst into tears like his mother.
And yet...
That was exactly what was happening.
Nathan was having exactly the same reaction as his mother.
Good God...
How could a little boy be the spitting image of his mother in his gestures, in his emotions.

Goren felt little fingers tapping his arm, bringing him out of his thoughts.
- Bobby...
Eames didn't need to speak, Goren understood what he had to do, and so he nodded, walked over to his son, and when he got to his side, crouched down to his full height, wrapped his arms around his small waist, and drew him gently against him.
At this gesture, Nathan moved his hands away from his face, grabbed his father's shirt and buried his face in the fabric, crying his eyes out.
- Oh dad... Dad...
At his words, Goren's heart clenched, and he rested his chin against his son's little brown head.
- Daddy's here now...