Beginnings -- Chapter 6

At five months pregnant...

Goren and Eames sat across from each other in a small deli across from 1PP and quietly ate their sandwiches.

She could see is mind racing with theories about his latest case despite his stillness. The investigation had been on going for a couple of weeks now and she hadn’t seen much of him since it started.

“Are you and Logan staying out of trouble?” she asked.

He looked up at her and faintly smiled.

“I think so…Deakins may disagree.”

“Yeah, I heard he got a little rough with one of the kids you two picked up.”

Goren nodded, fighting annoyance and amusement.

“We picked them up at a pool hall…and one started to resist…so Logan pinned him to the wall with a cue stick,” Goren said. “But in some of the interviews…he acted like their best friend…I haven’t quiet figured him out yet. I still feel like I have to over explain myself…how are you and Barek getting along?”

“Good…I’m a little tired of the Cagney and Lacey comments, but it’s good,” she said. “She kind of reminds me of you…you know, but more subdued.”

He gave her the first toothy smile she had seen in a while.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Good…real good,” she said and absently stroked her growing belly. “Um…I have a doctor’s appointment Friday morning at eight. I was wondering if you want to come?”

“Uh…” his mouth gaped open like a dear in headlights. “Really?”

“Yeah,” she nodded confused by his surprise.

“It’s just you’ve never asked me to go with you before.”

“Well, I kind of figured you knew there was an open invitation…it is your kid too.”

“I know.”

“I know this case has you busy, so if you can’t it’s—“

“I would like to go.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Okay…I can pick you up at your apartment.”

Goren nodded. “Okay.”