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Lost Time
Chapter 2
Morgan just stared at her and slightly shook his head, not being able to believe what he was hearing.
"Derek, I am truly sorry that you didn't know about him. Ramirez said I would be putting him danger if we let you know. You do get that right?"
"Where is he?" Derek asked, only just being able to get the words out.
"He's with my parents."
Derek gave a little frown, "Did they know?"
"No, no-on did. The only people who knew were me and Ramirez. That's it. I promise you."
"What's his name?"
"Dillon… Dillon Joseph….."
Joseph was Morgan's father's name….."You remembered my father's name?"
"Of course I did Derek."
"Can I see him?"
"Of course. That's why I'm here."
"Ok let's go."
"What. You want to go now?"
"Yes, is that a problem?"
"No, I just thought you might want some time to get your head around it. But we'll go at your pace Derek, anything you want…..although I should have known your pace would be lightening speed." And she gave a small laugh, trying to lighten the mood a little. She couldn't quite tell whether he was mad with her or not.
He did respond with a small smile, which was quickly cut off by his mobile phone ringing. He looked at the screen and cancelled the call.
"Can we go now Emily?"
"Sure, but I'm driving…."
He didn't argue.
They had been driving for a while. They had managed some very strained small talk about the team, but the tension was thick. She suddenly pulled over on to the parking lot of a café.
"Why have you stopped?"
"I think maybe we should get a coffee before we do this. Just so you're prepared. This is a huge deal for Dillon too and you need to be in the right frame of mind."
He didn't respond and just got out of the car and walked with her into the café.
She sat down opposite him, just as she had so many times before, on or after a case. She handed him his coffee…..she still knew exactly how he liked it.
"Derek, I just need to prepare you for the fact that when you meet him, he may call you daddy."
Morgan just looked at her confused, so she continued.
"I have always let him know who you are. He has a picture of you by his bed and I told him all about you…..well apart from the FBI bit. I don't know if he'll recognise you from the photo, but I wanted to prepare you just in case. He knows you're his daddy."
"Where does he think I've been all this time?"
"I told him you were working real hard and that you didn't get any breaks. It's washed so far, but obviously that story would have run out of steam when he gets older. I was praying that it would never get that far."
Morgan's mobile went off again. He did exactly the same as before…..looked at the screen and cancelled the call.
"Derek…are you mad with me?"
Morgan looked her straight in the eyes. His eyes seemed to soften the more he looked at her….."No Emily, I'm not mad with you. I know what you did was for the best. For him. I'm just mad that I have missed out on all this for four years. All because of that bastard Doyle."
"I know. You don't have to miss out anymore though, come on."
They pulled onto the driveway of her parents' house. It was pretty impressive, but nothing he didn't expect from an Ambassador's home. Emily opened the front door to be met by both of her parents. Her father walked up to Morgan and held his hand out, "Derek, it's good to see you."
"You too sir." Morgan said as he shook his hand, the older man giving him a reassuring nod, understanding that Morgan's life had just been turned upside down.
Morgan had kept in contact with Emily's parents over the years. Obviously they were as much interested in the investigation as he had been.
"Mom, where is he?"
"He's in the garden playing…..we're going to go out for a couple of hours and leave you two to it. If you need anything just call."
"Ok, thanks."
Emily's father could see the fear on Morgan's face. As he went to leave he put his hand on Morgan's shoulder, "He's a great kid, it'll be fine." And walked out of the front door with his wife.
Emily turned to look at Morgan….."Ok, you ready?"
"Can you ever be? For something like this I mean."
"No, I guess not. I was petrified for the first year, after that you get slightly less petrified." And she laughed…. "C'mon." She took hold of his hand and led him to the kitchen. It had patio doors that looked out into the garden. She stopped at the glass and let Morgan take in the sight.
He looked out and saw the back of a little boy, bending over to pick up a stick. He then saw the golden retriever that he was playing with. The child threw the stick and the dog obediently fetched it and returned it to the boy. He then turned around looking for something and that's when Morgan saw his child's face for the first time. He was the image of himself. His skin was tanned, but much lighter than his own…. a beautiful shade. He had big brown eyes and short dark hair…he looked perfect.
Morgan then became aware that as he was staring at the child, Emily was staring at him.
He turned to look at her….."He's amazing Emily."
"Yeah, well half of that is down to you."
"You've bought him up though."
"I know, but he definitely is like you….. I guess we can have the whole 'nature vs nurture' debate another day."
"Earlier…. You never said what his surname was."
"Well right now it's Carter. That was our name in witness protection, but obviously I'll be changing that."
"Oh right….errr….what will you be changing it to?"
Emily smiled at him "He's a Morgan. There's no doubting that…. if that's ok with you?"
"Of course it is"
"Good, now let's go say hello."
Just as they went to walk away, his phone rang again. He looked at the screen.
"You can answer it you know? Whoever she is really wants to speak to you." Emily said, hating the thought that it was another woman…but what right did she have to be jealous?
"No, it's no-one important." He responded and cancelled the call again.
Emily opened the patio doors and Morgan followed her outside. He felt the nerves rise in his chest.
As she walked out, the boy noticed her straight away.
"Mommy!" and he ran over to her and hugged her legs…"Look. Me and Chester are playing. I showed him how to fetch!"
"Wow, that's amazing. You can show me in a minute sweetie…..someone's come to see you first though."
The boy poked his head around Emily's legs, noticing Morgan for the first time. He took hold of Emily's hand and leaned into her, staring at the man in front of him.
Emily squeezed the boy's hand…."Dillon, do you know who this is?"
Dillon nodded his head, still staring at Morgan. Morgan didn't know what to do and Emily could tell so she crouched down next to her son and whispered to him, "It's ok sweetie, you can go and say hi if you want to."
Dillon nodded his head and started to walk towards Morgan, not letting go of Emily's hand. He walked to stand in front of Morgan. Morgan crouched down so he was at Dillon's eye level.
"Hey buddy." Morgan said gently.
"Hi daddy."
Morgan's heart melted at that point. He had never met this child or knew he existed, but knew that he had always loved him and always would.
Dillon leaned his head to one side, as if he were studying Morgan's face…"Have they let you have a break from work daddy?"
Morgan gave a little laugh, "Yes they have. I can have lots of breaks from now on."
"Good, because me and mommy missed you."
"I missed you too buddy."
Although Dillon was the image of himself, he could definitely see he had Emily's eyes. Big, brown orbs staring at him, all consuming just as she was.
Morgan looked up to Emily and gave a little smile. She had tears streaming down her face. He didn't think she'd noticed though.
"So, you want to show me how Chester can fetch then?"
"Uh huh". Dillon replied with a grin. Dillon turned around and ran to Chester who was lay on the lawn taking a break…"C'mon daddy!" he shouted as he ran away.
Morgan stood up so he was in front of Emily, "Thank you. You have done an incredible job with him."
Emily was trying really hard to not start sobbing, so she just waved him away, "Go on Derek, go play with him." And she gave him sweet smile through her tears.
OK, sorry about the short chapter, but I wanted Morgan to meet his son!
