Contains spoilers for 13x22 'Skin in the game' and 13x21 'Ghosts of the past'!
This part takes place during 13x22, after Morgan talks to her Dad and before she leaves.
"I don't want you to do it."
Morgan turned away from her locker and saw Greg was standing in the doorway. He was shaking his head. "You can't do this, you just can't!"
She didn't have to ask him what he was talking about, she knew exactly what he meant.
"Greg, I already had this discussion with my Dad, I really don't wanna have it with you again!" she said while turning back to her locker.
"Morgan, please!" He stepped into the locker room and waited for her to look back at him. She sighed. "Greg, just forget about it, okay? I'm gonna do this and no one can stop me! Something needs to be done and unless you've got a better plan, I'm going!"
"But why you?"
She didn't miss the worried tone in his voice, the one she had heard before when dangerous things concerned her. She loved that he was always looking out for her, but right now she just wanted him to leave.
"Because I'm the only one who can do this, okay?" she said, nearly snapping at him. "Now please let me change, so we can start!"
He stopped her from leaving by blocking the doorway. "No! Morgan, please don't! You're gonna get hurt… or worse: killed! I just know something's gonna go wrong, I just know it!"
She looked up at him. "Like with those boys in the slaughter house? When the killer was standing right behind you and no one warned you?"
He turned his head away before he whispered, barely audible: "That was different…"
She forced him to look at her. "How is that different? When you went back to that slaughter house and we realized who the killer was, I was worried sick about you! I've never been so relieved in my entire life as when I saw you again, here in this very locker room… safe and in one piece."
"Then you know how I feel right now."
For the first time her confidence started to break. He was right, she knew exactly how he had to feel right now. Gently she took his hand and looked at him. "It's gonna be alright, Greg, I promise. I'm gonna get a camera with me, you and the others will be near… I know there's still a risk, but we have to do something! And who else is suitable for this job? Finn? Sara isn't here… Unless you offer to change yourself into a girl…"
To her relief he managed a smile.
"I think that's more Hodges his style," he said, grinning a little. "Although I did once do a dance in the hallways here with a girly head thing on my head… Ask Catherine, she's really good at telling this story!"
"I will… when I get back," she softly said, giving him a serious look. "It's gonna be alright, Greg, honestly. I'll get out of there before things get dangerous and if we're lucky enough, I can get the evidence to find out who's behind all this and maybe even where Ellie is. It's gonna be fine!"
Greg shook his head. "I know it's not gonna be fine, but nothing I say will change your mind. So, just in case I never get the chance to say this…"
She frowned her eyebrows together. "What are you talking about, Greg? I'm gonna be alright, I promise you that! I won't get hurt and I certainly won't get myself killed, no matter what you think! Have a little faith in me, please!"
He bent his head, looking at the floor. Softly, he whispered: "I want to… But I just can't forget about what I feel…"
For the second time she gently took his hand. "You don't have to forget about that worried feeling, I understand. And you're most definitely not the only one who's worried, I'll bet you anything that my Dad, Russell and the rest of the team are just as worried! But I have to do this, you understand that too, right?"
Greg shook his head again. "No, but like I said: nothing I say will change your mind. And I'm not gonna change my mind either. So… this is something I have to do…"
Completely out of nowhere, he pulled her close and kissed her. Before he could pull back, she wrapped her arms around him, pulled him even closer and kissed him back. If she could have, she would have never let him go again since she had been longing to do this for months. Yet she knew she had to be the rational one here, so she pulled back first. Breathlessly they looked at each other, Greg with tears in his eyes. "I love you, Morgan, please don't go!"
She pulled him close for a second kiss, but this time, she pulled back sooner.
"I'll save the rest for when I get back," she whispered. And after those words she walked away, leaving a very desperate Greg behind.