A/N: Thank you everyone for the reviews. This will be rated M just to be sure. A huge thanks to K and Z for reading and helping me out! Love to all my morganders sisters! Let's hope we get what we want!
Disclaimer-I do not own them, sadly. Maybe one day I can meet them!
Enjoy!
Morgan and Sara sat at Ghost bar in the Palms with a beautiful overlook of the strip. Both girls were not quite drunk, but they were definitely in better spirits. "You know Sara, we are constantly on this busy tourist porn panhandling street every day, but we never get the chance to sit back and relax. This is nice, and I needed it. Thank you!" "Morgan I agree. It's amazing what happens when you stop and actually take in the scenery around here. Its full of life. Gil always compared them to ants, and usually launched into a story. I on the other hand do not want to. Soooo Ms. Brody, what is going on with you? I know that Greggo is involved somehow..." Sara placed a hand on Morgan's, smiling at her.
Morgan sighed before launching into the story. "Ok you know the guys had the murder at the brothel, well I've been paired with Finn and all she can talk about is how Nick turned them down but Greg was smiling and enjoying the views. He was given a chance to pick whom he wanted by the madam. Sara, if he wants a whore in the bedroom," Morgan stops as the tears appear and she becomes choked up. "I can dress that way. Garters, stilettos, corset, I can even do pig tails and school girl. What ever he wants! I am so confused that he would want to be around those women. We have been hanging out more and more, watching movies after shift, casual dinners. I honestly thought he has feelings for me. I...I Dammit Sara! I love Greg Sanders!"
Sara smiled while she listened to the younger CSI rant and confess her feelings. "Its about time she did but she needs to tell this to Greg." Sara thought. After about five minutes Morgan began to confess another secret. "Sara what I don't understand is a few weeks about, Greg was over at my condo and we were eating take out, and picking out a movie to watch. We cuddled on the couch and then he kissed me. The sparks flew, the passion was there, our hearts were beating hard and fast. I grabbed his head and started to pull him down, but he broke away. He stared at me for a minute, and the only fucking thing he said was OH WOW. Then he acted like it didn't happen and started the movie. Later at work it was the same. I don't understand why he can't just confess his feelings. Why he wont talk to me, and why in the hell is he considering a whore?"
Sara sat back shocked after listening to all that. "BARTENDER! HEY CAN WE GET TWO SHOTS OF PATRON DOWN HERE?" "Morgan, you are going to have to be the aggressor. Grab him, pin him against the wall, and kiss him for all its worth. Then you tell him how you feel." The CSIs smiled at each other, letting all the information sink into their heads. "Here you go ladies, on the house!" Sara smiled "Thank you Rob. Appreciate it." "Come on Morgan drink this, its karaoke night and I'm in the mood to sing and so are you!"
Greg and Nick were not so lucky this night. They were both at work, and it was not a pretty scene. A little boy had found a large duffel bag in the forest where he plays. He could smell the horrific odor, but curiosity got the best of him. When he opened it a skeletal hand in human soup floated on top. He ran screaming home, and his mom called LVPD.
Once Nick and Greg had arrived David was on scene. "Hey Jim, what's going on?" "Nicky, Greg. Glad to see you two out tonight. You boys are in for a treat, a body in a bag. The little boy, Gage, hiding over there by his mom, Annie found the bag while he was playing. He opened it, saw soup man and his hand ran screaming. I'm going to go see if I can get more information from them. Have fun guys." "Thanks Jim.' Nick and Greg head over to where David and the soup man are. "Dude you can smell it way over here. Ugh. I'll never get it out of my hair." Greg complained. "Lemons will work. Now come on, it's time for soup of the day!" Nick laughed at the face of horror on Greg's face.
Walking up to David the smell was overwhelming at this point. Greg was trying not to gag. "Hey Super Dave, what do we have here?" "Hey Nick, Greg. Well I can't find his liver to get a temp but seeing as he has turned into soup I can't tell you much till we drain him in the morgue." David informed with a disgusting look. "Did you find any type of ID, or anything on the bag we could take with us?" Greg asked. He hoped so, because he needed something to keep his mind off the girls at the brothel, and the confusing fight with Morgan as well. Sighing he picked up his kit and flashlight and scanned the area for trace.
"I have no idea what her problem is. I turned the madam down for the services of the girls, and I turned the girls down on their offers. I'm in love with Morgan. No one else can compete with her. Why can't I just tell her I love her. I've loved her since I first set eyes on her! When I kissed her, it was so different. I've never felt so much passion in one kiss." Greg thoughts started to distract him from his job. He'd stopped and starred at the stars. Sighing he turned just as Nick was walking up. "Dude, are you ok? Can't handle a little decomp?" Nick joked. Greg being in an off mood threw back at him "Didn't Sara meet and flirt with Hank over a decomp in front of you?" Nick briefly let the jealousy wash over him, but in a second it was gone. Sara is his fiancé now, not that scum Hank. Smiling at his friend, "All in the past man. She's with me, and we are getting married. I can work a scene and not give it another thought. But I am going to get pissed if you don't drop the attitude. What's your deal man?"
The CSIs gathered up their bagged evidence and placed in Nick's Tahoe. Once inside Greg let out a big sigh. "Nick I'm sorry man. I am so confused about Morgan. I saw her being chummy and close with Hodges, and I lost it. I had to walk away before I said something stupid. When I did talk to her she said that he was comforting her. Why can't she turn to me? Then she went into this rant about the girls at the brothel, and that I needed to own up to what I did. I didn't do anything but my job. You know that. I'm sure its Finn telling what she only saw."
Nick laughed. "Man those girls were all over both of us. I told Sara that night, explained that I did turn down the offers, and so did you. I can say it worked in my favor though..." Nick chuckled remembering the outfit and heels that lasted about 2 minutes on Sara. "So how do I get her to listen? I am in love with her, and I want to be with her." "You need to be honest. Woo her. Flowers, massages, candlelight dinner. Just talk to her man. Put your feelings out there, because from what I've observed she is feeling the same. Plus I would know, I am a damn good CSI" Nick said with a cocky grin. Just before driving away he clipped him on the shoulder, and headed to the closest store for lemons.
Both men rode in silence lost in thought over women. After a stop for lemons they headed back to the lab to check in evidence. Walking towards the locker room, Nick looked at Greg and wrinkled his nose. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you stink. Bad. I'll take soup man, take the lemons, and get a shower. We at least have some evidence to go over." Greg nodded. Heading off towards the locker room and showers, he saw Hodges trying to get his attention. Greg pretended he didn't see, but Hodges caught him in the hallway anyways. Greg rolled his eyes. "What is it Hodges, I am in a hurry." "Well if you must know the are rumors flying around the lab. Seems you may have had a tryst at the brothel recently?" Hodges proclaimed with a cocky smirk. Greg was seeing red by this time, "Hodges what I do or don't do is none of your business. Why would I need a girl from the brothel when I have Morgan." This left Hodges speechless. Greg continued down to the showers, just past the locker room. He didn't see Morgan.
Morgan had just came into work, a little hung-over, and was getting her gear from her locker. She heard Nick and Greg in the hall, and then the strange conversation between David and Greg. At the mention of the brothel, she felt anger rising up, her fists in a ball. What was said next caught her off guard. "He has me? Does that mean he loves me?" Morgan is pacing the locker room, thoughts going every where. Greg chose that moment to walk in, and stopped upon seeing her. "Uh Hey Morgan. Are you ok?" Morgan stopped, stared, not sure what to say, not sure what will come out of her mouth. "I am uh ok. A little hung-over...Sara's lucky she has another night off." "Yea that would be nice. I know I could use it." The two stepped closer but Morgan had to back up holding her nose. "UM Greg, no offense you stink." Greg grinned, "Yea sorry, decomp. Hey can you carry my bag for me to the shower. I don't want to touch it." "Sure."
Morgan picked up his bag and followed him into the showers. She shut the door, and at the last second locked it. Turning around Greg had already stripped off his shirt. Morgan gasped at the sight of his well toned muscular body. This had her body waking up, wanting him. Setting the bag down she began walking over to Greg, a look of desire and want on her face, lighting up her eyes. "Uh Morgan, what are you doing. I reek, and I need to change to take a shower."
Morgan grabbed Greg by the back of his neck and pulled him in for a deep passionate kiss. Walking backwards she pinned him to the wall, kissing him, her hands wandering up and down his chest, reaching down to grab his ass. She broke the kiss to pull her shirt off, standing in front of him in a bra and pants she smiled. Greg grabbed her this time and pinned her on the wall, wrapping her legs around him. He took this moment to take her bra off, massage her breasts, kissing up and down her neck causing moans to elicit from deep in her throat. He started a trail of kisses down to her breasts, kissing and teasing nipple. He slowly made his way down kissing, licking, biting. Reaching her jeans he unbuttoned them, and shimmied them down her legs. Seeing the yellow thong covering the jewel he wanted next had him excited. "Greg...Greeeg...Shower!" She mumbled between moans. Quickly they shed clothes, and hand in hand walked into the shower. Greg picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his back.
All that could be seen from the outside was the silhouette of two people making love. The moans, claims of love echoed in the room.
Last words from the new lovers as they came down from their climax "I love you."
A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review, lets me know if I should continue this story! :)