Greg tells Morgan about his own ordeal after her hijacking. Spoilers for "CSI Down."

I got to thinking about how Greg might tell Morgan about how he killed Demetrius James back in season seven, and I thought it would be kind of appropriate if he told her after she was kidnapped and almost killed. So, here's the story I came up with. Please read and review.

I don't own CSI.

It had been almost a week since Morgan Brody was kidnapped in a medivac helicopter that had been hijacked by a man who wanted to avenge his daughter only for him to find out that his daughter set him up to die. Morgan was still seeing the department psychiatrist and had stayed home for the most part. Sara, Nick and Catherine had all been by to visit, and Doc Robbins and his wife had left enough food for almost another week. Morgan was more than ready to get back to work, as cabin fever had set in practicallly the minute she arrived back at her apartment.

Fresh from a shower and letting her long blonde hair dry naturally, Morgan checked her cell phone and saw she missed a text from Greg Sanders. A smile crossed her face as she thought of the CSI whom she had come to look forward to seeing every day.

Feel like pizza?

Morgan texted back, you buying?

Sure :)

No anchovies, Sanders.

Done. Be there in about half an hour.

True to his word, thirty minutes later, Greg knocked on Morgan's door. She answered the door in jeans and a t-shirt and smiled when she saw him standing there.

"Pizza delivery," he said, holding the box with the delicious smelling pizza and smiling.

Morgan smiled back. "Just don't expect a tip."

She ushered Greg into her apartment and shut the door. "I got beer or sodas," Morgan said as she disappeared into the small kitchen.

"Soda, please." Morgan offered Greg a cold can of soda as he glanced around her apartment for a place to set down the pizza.

"Um, sorry," Morgan said as she cleared some magazines off her coffee table. "With the job and everything, I'm not much of a housekeeper."

"You should see mine," Greg said as he set down the food and opened the box. Both smiled as the aroma of fresh hot pizza filled the air.

Morgan helped herself to a fairly big piece that was piled high with pepperoni, onions and peppers. Greg looked at her with a bemused smile. Noticing Greg watching her, Morgan slightly rolled her eyes as she took a bite. "What?" she asked with her mouth now full.

"You going to eat all that?" Greg asked as he took his own slice.

"Watch me," Morgan said with a smile. "When I was in college, I once ate a whole medium pizza by myself."

Greg laughed, nearly choking on his own bite of pizza. "Really?"

"Mm-hmm," Morgan said with a slight laugh. "It was either pizza or cafeteria food."

"Ah, yes. I remember those days." Greg smiled. "The dorms always smelled like pizza."

The two laughed and enjoyed their pizza. After a few moments, Morgan glanced up at Greg.

"Thanks for this."

Greg smiled. "Ah, no problem."

"No, really, thank you."

"You're welcome." Greg smiled at Morgan. "I figured you could use some company."

Morgan took a sip of her own soda. "Mmm, Nick and Sara were here earlier. He brought some homemade chili."

Greg gave Morgan a thoughtful smile. "I'm really sorry it took me so long to get here."

Morgan was taken aback by Greg's apology. "Greg, you don't have to..."

"No," Greg sighed. "I-I shouldn't have stayed away this long."

Morgan smiled slightly. "It's only been a few days. Besides, I imagine the team's kind of shorthanded right now."

Greg nodded, looking down. "I'm sorry."

Morgan wondered why Greg didn't look at her when he apologized. She really didn't think he had any reason to be sorry, but he was apologizing and feeling remorseful.

"Hey," she said softly. When Greg looked at her, Morgan said, "You have nothing to be sorry for."

Greg smiled and looked away. "I wish that had never happened to you."

"Well, like I said, you still owe me one." Morgan said, trying to lighten the mood. When he smiled shyly but didn't look up, Morgan said, "Thank you."

Looking up to see Morgan's beautiful, concerned smile, Greg smiled. "Thanks."

Just then, Greg's cell phone rang. He sighed as he pulled the ringing device from his pocket.

"Sanders. Yeah, okay."

Morgan watched Greg as he talked to Russell. She really felt he had nothing to be sorry for, and hoped he wouldn't feel responsible for the whole kidnapping.

"Okay, I'll be there in fifteen." Greg hung up his phone and sighed.

"Work?" Morgan asked.

"Yeah, a 419 off of Flamingo. I'm meeting Russell and Sara there."

Greg looked at Morgan, feeling that she was really beautiful. "I'm sorry to duck out like this."

"Oh," Morgan said, shaking her head and smiling. "Don't be. Why don't you take a couple of slices for later?"

Greg smiled. "Nah, I'm okay, thanks. So...can I come by later?"

Morgan's smile grew wider. "Yeah. You don't even have to bring pizza."

Both smiled. Morgan got up from her couch as Greg walked to her door to leave.

"Thanks for the pizza," Morgan said with a smile.

"Thank you," Greg said. He would have leaned forward to kiss her had Morgan's phone not rang at that exact moment.

"I-I'd better get that," Morgan said as she gestured towards her phone.

"Yeah," Greg said with a smile. "Catch you later?"

"Later."

Greg smiled and left. As she picked up her phone and answered a call from her father, Morgan couldn't shake the feeling that Greg wanted to protect her...and she was just fine with that.

TBC...