- Missy's not at child protection home...
At the child's little voice he heard, Goren's blood ran cold.
- Tell me you didn't do it, Eames.
He pushed open the door by force, entered Eames's flat without asking permission, and walked briskly in the direction of the little voice he heard.
- Wait Bobby... Let me explain.
Wait what.
That her to explain him what.
That she'd acted unconsciously, without thinking of the consequences.
At least, if she'd really done that.
No, it was impossible.
Eames couldn't have done that.
But the closer he got to the living room, the louder the childish voice became.
So that's why she just ajar the door, and not completely, so he wouldn't find out what she'd done.
But how could he not have heard that little voice, especially when he knew that Eames normally lived alone at home, and above all, that she had no children.
And that this voice was indeed that of a child, of a little girl.
But he really hoped he was wrong.
But when he arrived at the front of the living room, Goren stopped in his tracks, stunned by the vision before his eyes.
Missy was there, sitting in front of the coffee table, a yellow pastel pencil in her hand, drawing on a sheet of paper and talking to Paulie.
Paulie, that stupid canary, who'd been attacking her non-stop.
And that he would have liked to make disappear.
This canary didn't like him, even though he'd never done anything to him.
Hearing Eames' hurried footsteps coming towards him, Goren snapped out of his thoughts, turned his face towards Eames and looked at her, shocked.
- You dared...
Yes, she dared.
And Eames didn't regret it.
If she had to do it, she would do it again.
She had done it for the good of the little girl.
- It was for her own good.
Pardon.
Her good...
Didn't Eames realise what she had done.
He had to make her see reason.
Missy couldn't stay here.
If this got out, Eames could lose everything.
All because she hadn't put up with the little girl's situation.
But Eames knew very well that she shouldn't mix work and private life.
And even less, take her home.
It was one of the rules not to be broken.
And she had done so.
But on the one hand, Goren couldn't blame Eames.
And knowing that Missy was there relieved him.
He'd imagined the worst things.
But it wasn't.
She was there.
And in excellent health.
But even if the little girl was at home with Eames.
Which could only be the case.
Eames was kindness and goodness itself.
Missy couldn't stay, and she had to go at child protection home.
But above all, she had to get out of here at once.
- You shouldn't have done that, Eames... I will...
- What you shouldn't have done Alex...
At the voice of the little girl, who was very close to him, he lowered his face to see her there, right next to him, looking at Eames with adoration.
Missy sensed that Goren was staring at her intensely, so she panicked and rushed to Eames' legs, gripped them and hid.
- It's him… She pointed at Goren with her small hand. No, I don't want to go with him.
How that...
Him.
Missy hadn't noticed him before.
Or was that damned canary obsessing Missy's every thought, that he'd gone unnoticed.
At least, not her last words, from what he'd heard.
And what was that...
Missy didn't want to go with him.
And that panic when she'd looked at him, the way she'd rushed behind Eames's legs and hid, as if he'd frightened her.
But he would never hurt her in the slightest.
In addition, whether the little girl liked it or not, and the same for Eames, he was going to have to take Missy back to the child protection home, especially before Eames got into trouble, and himself in the process.
- I want to stay with Alex... The little girl clung desperately to Eames' legs. She promised.
My God...
No.
Eames hadn't done that.
She couldn't have promised Missy such a thing.
And yet...
He was sure the little girl was telling the truth.
He lifted his gaze from the little girl to Eames, shocked.
- Have you lost your mind...
Lost your mind...
No, not at all.
Eames just wanted to help and support Missy in her grief.
And certainly not put her in a cold place.
- I don't want her to go there.
Name of God...
But yes, Eames didn't know what she was doing any more.
And he had to stop it now.
- I'm taking her to child protection home.
He moved his hand towards Missy's arm, but Eames interposed his arm, stopping his gesture.
- Leave her here... Eames' big hazel eyes begged him. I promise, as soon as the investigation is over... She put her hand on Missy's shoulder, giving her a tender smile. I'll take her there myself.
Name of God...
Goren didn't know what to do.
First Missy clinging desperately to Eames, and then Eames begging him with her eyes.
How could he remain insensitive.
It was simply impossible.
But despite everything, he couldn't do otherwise.
He had to forget his feelings, or he wouldn't be able to do what he had to do.
- Please Bobby...
At her words, Goren realised he was lost.
And that he couldn't separate Eames from Missy.
Very well...
Eames had won.
But he was going to have to find a solution, so that Eames didn't suffer a setback, and neither did he.
And it wasn't going to be easy.
- Very well, Alex... But until the investigation was over...
Until the end of the investigation...
Good God...
So Goren had accepted.
A great sense of relief rose inside her.
Eames knew that he was profoundly kind and human.
And he had just shown it again.
She could never thank him enough for what he had just done.
- Thank you, Bobby.
Thank you...
And of what.
By giving in to Eames, not only did she risk losing everything, but so did he, since he was embroiled in the story.
But how could he remain insensitive...
In addition, Goren was going to have to find a solution to keep this from getting out.
Perhaps it would be wise to talk to Deakins.
Yes, that's what he would do.