- Now that I know about your daughter... I'd like to get to know her.
At these words, Goren raised his head from the file he was leafing through and looked at Eames, who was looking at him, a small smile on his lips, inviting him to tell him more about his daughter.
But unfortunately for Eames, he couldn't give him any details about his daughter.
What's more, how could he get Eames to know his daughter when he didn't know her.
And above all, his daughter's mother had cut all ties with him long before her daughter was born, and she had refused to allow him to apply for custody of her daughter, let alone grant him the right to see her.
So what Eames was asking of him was impossible.
Even if he had to admit, he would have liked to see his daughter, and see what she looked like.
- It can't be done.
How that...
Impossible.
And for what reason.
- Her mother refuses to let me have the slightest link connection with my daughter. So...
Pardon.
Goren's daughter's mother refused to let him have any ties with her daughter, even though he was her father.
But Goren also had rights.
He was the father after all.
So maybe…
- You wouldn't like...
- Alex... Please don't insist. He returned his gaze to the file he was leafing through. It wouldn't do any good.
Don't insist...
And it wouldn't do any good.
Good God...
Goren was wrong about the whole list.
She was sure that her daughter would like to know her father.
- Besides... I wouldn't be a good father.
What.
Not a good father.
But that wasn't true.
Goren would be an excellent father.
What's more, Eames could see, and hear in Goren's voice, that it saddened him not to know his daughter.
So maybe she had to do something...
But without telling him, of course.
Because she wasn't sure that such an initiative would please him.
- This is where your daddy works... Jenny...
Eames pointed to Goren's office, where he was still busy working on their case files, while she had left him to fetch the little girl from her grandparents' house.
By doing some research, Eames had discovered that Jenny's mother had died, and that she was living with her grandparents who had taken her in.
So there was nothing to stop Goren getting his daughter back and finally getting to know her.
- You see, it's him.
At these words, the little girl looked in the direction Eames was pointing.
So he was her daddy.
Strange...
Jenny would never have believed him like that.
At least, she hadn't imagined him like that.
She didn't look like him.
At least, he was his complete opposite.
Like her mother, this man had brown hair.
Whereas she had long, curly, golden hair.
So she couldn't see where she got her hair colour from.
- Come on, let's go and say hello.
Jenny hugged her pastel pink teddy bear gently and nodded, following Eames, who kept her little fingers preciously in his, guiding her towards the man who was her father.
It was strange...
Eames had just left, without telling her where she was going.
What's more, she'd been acting strange the last few days, often going awol.
And he would have liked to solve this mystery.
He heard small footsteps coming towards him, footsteps he knew were her partner's. But there were other small footsteps, too.
But there were other footsteps that he didn't know.
What the...
He lifted his face from the file and found himself face to face with an Eames who was holding in her hand the hand of a little girl with long golden curls, who was clutching her pastel pink teddy bear in her arms, and who was looking at him intensely with her azure eyes.
My goodness...
The colour of the little girl's eyes...
They were exactly the same as her brother Frank's.
How could that be.
And suddenly, he understood.
By looking closely at the little girl, and trying to guess the child's age.
He no longer had any doubts.
This little girl was his daughter.
Eames had dared to meddle in what was none of her business.
And what's more, how had she done it.
But now he understood her mysterious absences.
The she-devil had fooled him.
Goren had understood that the subject of his daughter had aroused Eames' curiosity, but he wouldn't have believed that she would get involved and she stay to her place.
But she didn't.
- Are you my daddy...
At her words, said with hope but also with concern, and her azure eyes that never left him an inch, Goren didn't know what to answer.
- Yes, Jenny... He's your daddy.
Jenny raised her face to Eames, who gave her a tender smile, and placed her hand on her long golden curly hair, stroking it extremely gently.
- He's so...
- Tall.
Jenny nodded at Eames, who had just finished his sentence.
Jenny would see when Goren got up from his seat that he was even taller.
For a child, it was true that he could be imposing.
And that could be terrifying.
But Eames knew that Jenny was in absolutely no danger from Goren.
- You risk nothing with...
But Eames didn't have time to finish his sentence, as Goren pushed her seat back from her desk, stood up, put his hand on her wrist and pulled her along, forcing her to follow him, causing Eames to let go of Jenny's small hand in surprise.
- Sit down at the desk in front of your father's. We'll be right back.
Goren opened the door to the interrogation room, forcing Eames inside with him and closing the door behind him.
- Why did you get involved.
Why...
What a question.
What's more, why was he angry with her.
What she'd done, she'd done for him.
And also for Jenny.
As soon as she'd spoken to the child, Eames had taken an instant liking to her.
And when she told her that she could arrange for her to be with her father, the child immediately agreed to follow her.
So what was the harm.
Jenny wanted to get to know her dad, and that was normal.
- You shouldn't have done that.
- And why not.
At Eames's cry, Goren jumped, surprised that she should raise her voice at him, especially after what she had just done.
- Jenny wanted to be with her father, so what was the harm. Eames was like a madwoman, her face all flushed, she moved her finger towards his chest and pressed down with all her might. Can you imagine how Jenny must have felt without her father around all those years.
Of course he knew.
Goren knew what it was like to have an absent father.
But that was no reason for Eames to get involved.
Besides, what was he going to do now.
With his work taking up all his time, how could he look after a child.
What's more, how had Eames managed this tour de force.
Never the mother of his daughter...
- Jenny only has you.
How that...
Jenny only had him.
- Her grandparents took her in when her mother died.
My God...
So Jenny's mother died.
If he'd known...
But he didn't.
And nothing could change the past.
But for now, that wasn't the problem.
- How am I going to manage with our work...
At last, Goren was becoming reasonable.
Then Eames' anger began to subside.
- I'll help you with Jenny. I promised her grandparents I'd ensure after her.
Eames was going to help him...
Good God...
Goren couldn't ask Eames that.
He wasn't going to invade his privacy either.
- Don't worry about my private life... A small smile played on Eames' lips. Jenny's going to need some girl advice too.
With that, Eames moved away from Goren, opened the door and left the interrogation room.
She stopped and turned to him.
- She'll also have to get used to her father's strange habits... A small amused smile appeared on Eames' lips. I'm going to join her.
At his last words, Goren saw Eames walk away from him.
Goren could no longer understand what was happening in his life, which had been turned upside down by the arrival of his daughter and, above all, by the initiative of a little blonde woman.
And as he thought about this little woman, who was going back to her daughter, he realised one thing, Eames had grown fond of Jenny.
