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Chapter 6

The next morning they woke up with the smile still on their faces.

"Hey," Greg whispered.

"Hey," she whispered back. "I like waking up like this…"

"Me too!"

For a while they just remained in the same position. Then Greg asked: "What do you wanna do today?"

"Stay here with you," she immediately answered, snuggling up to him even more. Smiling, he responded to her kiss before saying: "Well, we can, till about eleven o'clock tonight… Any idea what we're gonna tell the rest of the team?"

She rolled back onto her back and stared at the ceiling. "I'd forgotten Nick found out about us living together…"

She remained quiet for a while, obviously thinking about the possibilities. Suddenly she said: "You know what, I don't even care if they find out about us. If things are going the way I hope they're going they'll find out someday anyway!"

Greg looked at her, a hopeful look in his eyes. "Which way do you hope things are going?"

With a smile on her face she leaned in closer to him. "In the way where we're together for a really, really, really long time!"

And she kissed him to prove it.

After having spent all day together they finally had to get ready for work. They drove to CSI in Greg's car, both taking a deep breath before walking in.

As soon as they had passed the reception desk they saw Henry running towards them.

"Here we go," Morgan muttered to Greg. She then smiled at Henry. "Hey, Henry."

"You'll never guess!" Henry called out. "Hodges just asked out one of the interns, but he didn't know she was only seventeen! Can you believe it? He asked out a seventeen-year-old girl! I gotta go tell swing shift before they leave!"

He attempted to run off again, but Greg stopped him by calling out his name.

"Wait," he said. "Is that all you wanted to say to us?"

"Yeah, why? Did I miss anything?" Henry asked. He looked at Morgan, who quickly shook her head. "No, nothing. Go on, before swing shift leaves!"

Grinning, Henry took off. With a frown on her face Morgan looked at Greg. "Are we really old news already or didn't Nick tell everyone about us living together?"

Greg shrugged his shoulders. "No idea… Let's go to the breakroom and find out!"

They walked over to the breakroom together, where everyone else had gathered already. Greg poured two cups of coffee, one for himself and one for Morgan. He looked around the room as he handed her the cup, but no one was looking at them. He tried to hear what everyone was talking about and realized no one was talking about them either. Nick and Russell were talking about bugs, Finn was teasing Hodges about his young date and Sara was talking to someone on the phone about some car parts.

"Are we even here or what?" Morgan whispered to Greg.

"Just wait," Greg whispered back. He raised his voice and asked: "Russell, do you have anything for us?"

"Oh, yeah, a call came in about five minutes ago about a dead body at the Tangiers hotel," Russell told him. "You two can take it, detective Daniels will give you all the details."

Both Greg and Morgan expected jokes now, but still no one said anything or looked at them differently.

"This was the last thing I expected," Morgan said as they were getting their kits from the locker room.

"Oh, well, if they don't wanna talk about us, then let's just not tell them anything!" Greg decided. Morgan gave him a firm nod. "My thoughts exactly!"

As the weeks passed still no one seemed to be interested in the two of them together. Greg thought about asking Nick whether or not he had told anyone about Morgan not living at home anymore, but he decided not to do it to avoid focusing attention on himself. Instead, he just waited for someone to say anything to him or Morgan, but for whatever strange reason no one did.

In the meantime, he and Morgan became closer every day, spending all their time outside of work together, either at a restaurant or cinema for a date or just hanging out at home, as they both called Greg's house now. Morgan hadn't told Greg yet, but she dreaded the moment where she'd have to go back to her own apartment. She knew the moment was coming closer and closer: three weeks, two weeks, one week… The longer she spent time at Greg's house, the more she wanted to stay and not go back to her own place. She loved Greg, she loved being with him, how could she suddenly leave and not see him day and night anymore?

Finally, she received the email she didn't want to see in her mailbox: her apartment had been fixed and she was allowed to move back in. Tears almost appeared in her eyes as she read it. She didn't want to go back!

"Hey!"

Startled, she looked up, quickly smiling when she saw Greg. "Hey!"

"You ready to go? I've made a reservation under your name for a romantic candlelight dinner at La Maison Gregory!" he smiled. His smile disappeared when she didn't respond. "I said that right, didn't I? La Maison Gregory is Greg's house in French, isn't it?"

Closing her mailbox she smiled back at him. "Yeah, it is, don't worry! I'm ready to go, let me just get my stuff from my locker!"

She couldn't tell him about the email, not yet at least.

Another week passed before Greg found out about the email. It happened by accident: Morgan had been working at her computer at home and went to get something to drink from the kitchen. Greg had asked her if he could quickly run a license plate for the case he was working on and she had said 'yes'. It was then that Greg saw the email.

"Why didn't you tell me you were allowed to move back to your own apartment?" he softly asked her when she came back to the living room. She looked at the floor as she quietly asked him: "Do you want me to leave?"

"What? No, of course not!" Greg called out. "I just… I don't understand why you didn't tell me, that's all! Of course I don't want you to leave, I love having you here!"

"And I love being here…" It was barely a whisper as tears started rolling down her face.

"Hey…" He quickly got up and pulled her into his arms. She started sobbing as he held her tightly.

"That's just the problem!" she sobbed. "I love being here with you so much, I don't wanna go back to my own apartment! I wanna stay here… with you! I love you, Greg!"

It was the first time she had actually said that out loud, making him step back for a second. With tears in her eyes she looked up at him. Suddenly she noticed he had tears in his eyes as well.

"I love you too, Morgan!" he whispered. "And of course I want you to stay as well! I just wasn't sure if you wanted to stay…"

"Yes, I wanna stay! I was just afraid you'd think it'd be too soon for us to really move in together as we've only been dating for a few weeks!" she said, smiling through her tears. He shrugged his shoulders. "Most people first date and then move in together, but I guess we do a lot of things differently from most people!"

Still smiling she allowed him to pull her back into his arms.

"We'll go by your apartment one of these days and pick up all the rest of your stuff, okay?" Greg softly said in her ear.

"Okay." She looked up at him and smiled, her eyes filled with love. "I love you so much, Greg!"

"I love you too, Morgan, so incredibly much!"

Three weeks later…

"And then he actually fell into the puddle!" Finn finished off her story. Greg and Morgan laughed along with everyone else in the breakroom while they were holding hands under the table, where no one could see them. When Russell and Conrad Ecklie walked in together, they still quickly let go.

"Hey, Morgan, I noticed you haven't changed your address back yet," Conrad said to his daughter. "It's been weeks since you told me about that problem you had at your apartment, surely that has been fixed by now, right?"

"Oh, yeah, it has been fixed already," she said, quickly looking at Greg.

"Then why haven't you changed your address back yet?" Conrad wanted to know. "I thought I told you last time already: we need to know where you are."

"You already do," Morgan simply told him. Next to her, Greg was trying very hard to hide a smile. Conrad of course didn't understand. He looked at Russell and then back at Morgan. "What are you trying to say?"

"That you can leave the address the way it is," Morgan said to him, a cheerful smile on her face. "That's where you can find me."

"But… that's Greg's address!" Conrad reminded her. Everyone in the breakroom was now looking at him and Morgan. No one said a word, they just stared at the two of them.

"Exactly," Morgan nodded before returning her attention back to her cup of tea.

"Wait!" Nick spoke up, looking at Greg. "Weeks ago you told me you two weren't living together, that you weren't even dating!"

"That's right, we weren't back then," Greg said truthfully. "But we are now."

For a moment no one said a word. Then everyone started talking at the same time.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"What?"

"That's great!"

"I knew it!"

"You two are dating?"

Greg and Morgan simply smiled at each other and grabbed each other's hand again.

"How did this happen?" Finn wanted to know.

"Yeah, tell us!" Sara agreed with her.

"Well, it all…" Morgan started, but just then Russell's phone went off, followed only a second later by Conrad's phone.

"I guess your story will have to wait," Russell said with a little bit of a sigh. "We just got a call about a triple! Nick, Finn, Sara, you head out, I'm guessing Conrad here will want to have a little talk with his daughter and his new son-in-law…"

"Yeah, he does, yes," Conrad said, looking at Morgan and Greg. He waited till everyone else had left before he said: "Why didn't you say something sooner?"

Morgan shrugged her shoulders. "Who I date, is my decision. And I guess we've already proven we can keep our personal life separated from work, so you don't need to go there anymore either."

Conrad heaved a deep sigh. "No, I guess I don't anymore, no… Then I think I have only one thing left to say…"

Greg and Morgan both braced themselves, but to their surprise Conrad smiled and nodded. "I'm happy for you two, that's all. And I hope you two can over for dinner at my place sometime so we can talk more privately."

Morgan smiled back at him. "I'd like that."

"Good. Well, I best go and see what's going on with that triple murder, I'm sure they're expecting a statement from me!" Conrad then said before leaving them alone in the breakroom. With a relieved sigh, Greg fell down onto the couch. "That was so not what I had ever expected!"

Morgan sat down next to him and gently squeezed his hand. "You know this isn't the last we'll hear about it, right? When they come back they'll want to hear all the details…"

"Oh, yeah, definitely," he agreed with her. "But until then let's just enjoy having the breakroom all to ourselves for a moment…"

Smiling, she leaned in for a long kiss full of love. She was suddenly very happy the housing association had found that problem at her apartment.