I just own Jackson, not CSI.

New episode tonight, so I thought I should post another chapter. Thanks csinycastle85, Lil Badger 101 and RosePetal7 for reviewing!

Bit longer chapter, but more family time...with everyone.

After dinner, Greg cleaned up in the kitchen while Morgan relaxed on the couch and watched Jackson color a picture. She and Greg both knew Jackson would always love his mother, even if he never understood why she didn't tell Greg about him until he was a toddler and then just left. Morgan smiled as she watched Jackson humming a little tune to himself and busily coloring. Having a close relationship with her stepfather, Morgan knew it took more than biology to make a parent. She knew that, to everyone including Jackson, she was his mother.

Jackson hummed and colored, wanting to make his drawing just right for his mommy. He stopped coloring and looked up at Morgan. "How's dis?" He asked, showing her the picture.

"Oh, pretty!" Morgan smiled when she saw the colorful picture Jackson had colored. "That is beautiful, sweet pea."

"I hope mommy likes it," Jackson said as he set the picture down on the table. He looked at Morgan, who was smiling sadly. He missed his mommy, but he adored Morgan as well. "Are you mad at me?"

Morgan's eyes widened slightly. "No! Sweetie, why do you think I'm mad at you?"

Jackson shrugged. "Because I wanna send my mommy a picture."

"Honey, I'm not mad," Morgan assured him. She moved off the couch and sat on the floor next to Jackson. "I think it's nice that you want to do that for your mommy."

"But you take care of me an' daddy," Jackson said. "You not my mommy, but you do ebrything a mommy does."

Morgan smiled softly. "I do, because I love you and your daddy so much." She put her arm around Jackson, who looked at her with a little sadness. "Honey, you are so sweet to think of me and to want to do this for your mommy. I think it is a very, very sweet thing to do, and I am not mad at all."

Jackson pouted slightly. "Really?"

"Really," she said with certainty. She pulled Jackson into a hug, and smiled when the little boy wrapped his arms around her. "I love you, sweet pea."

"Love you, Morgan."

Later that evening, Greg tucked Jackson into bed. "Can't forget Cubby," Greg said as he handed Jackson his teddy bear.

Jackson smiled and wrapped his arms around his teddy bear. As he climbed under the covers, Jackson looked up at his father. "Daddy, Morgan loves you."

Greg smiled. "I know, I love her too. And she loves you, too."

"Yeah," Jackson said. "She say she not mad at me for sending a picture to mommy, but she takes care of me an' you. An' she nicest."

"Yeah," Greg said with a smile. "She's really wonderful. And she takes care of us because she loves us."

"Yeah," Jackson said softly. "Daddy, why doesn't my mommy eber come see me?"

Greg sighed softly and looked at his beautiful son. "I don't know, Jacks. Maybe she knows you're happy with me and Morgan."

Jackson shrugged. "I am happy wif you an' Morgan, but she my mommy. I dunno why she doesn't love me."

Greg sighed and raised Jackson's chin with his finger so he could look in his eyes. Greg hated to see the sadness in his son's eyes. "I don't know why she doesn't call or talk to you...but I want you to know that you are way more important to me than you'll ever know, and I love you very much."

Jackson's frown turned into a small smile. "I love you, daddy. I glad you my daddy."

"I love you, too." Greg fought back tears as Jackson wrapped his arms around him. He wished he could take away all of his son's sadness.

Jackson pulled away and laid his head on his pillow and looked up at his father. "Daddy, if my mommy doesn't mind, can I give Morgan something for Mother's Day?"

Greg smiled at the sweet little boy. "I think that is a wonderful idea. I think your mommy would be okay with that."

"Really?" Jackson stuck his bottom lip out slightly.

"Really," Greg said with a warm smile. "And you know what?" Jackson shook his head. "I love you very, very much. And I am so happy you're my son."

Jackson smiled. "I happy you my daddy!"

The following day, while Morgan was at a crime scene and Jackson was at Mrs. Russell's, Greg called the number Riley had given him. After the first ring, he heard her voice answer, "This is Riley."

"Hello, Riley." Greg couldn't think of anything more at that moment to say.

"Hi, Greg," Riley said with a sigh. After a moment's pause, she asked, "How's Jackson?"

"He's good. He's growing so fast. I love him so much." Greg couldn't help but smile a little thinking of his son.

"I know," Riley said. "I know you love him, and I'm so sorry I kept him from you for so long."

Greg sighed sadly. "Riles...he's going to send you something for Mother's Day."

The line was silent for a few moments. "I-I think...that's a sweet idea," Riley said. "I know...I know he must wonder about me."

"Riley, he loves you," Greg insisted.

"I-I know...but I was never much of a mother to him. That's part of the reason I gave him to you."

Greg thought of the little boy who, in such a short time, had become his whole life. "Part of it?"

Riley sighed. "I came back because of the shooting, yes. But I had drawn up the legal papers a couple of months before."

Greg sighed in surprise. He wished he could have been there for his son's whole life, and was so thankful Jackson was with him now. Knowing that he'd been left in daycare and with babysitters and never really had a parent until him made him thankful his son was his.

"Greg?" Riley asked after a few moments.

"Y-Yeah?"

"I know you must hate me for keeping him from you..."

"No! No, Riley, I don't hate you," Greg said honestly.

"I had no right to just keep you two apart. I hope...I hope maybe one day Jackson can forgive me."

Greg wished he had been there for Jackson since he was born, but he couldn't say he hated Riley - she had given birth to his son. Jackson may not understand why his mother never really connected with him and just left him with his father, but he knew Greg loved him and he had a home with him and Morgan.

Clearing his throat, Greg said, "I-I'm not mad at you. I just...I can't be too mad - you gave me my son."

Riley smiled. "I should have done that a long time ago...but thank you."

Greg sighed. "He's sending you a picture...he loves to draw."

Riley smiled sadly, thinking of how Jackson always wanted to show her a new picture he'd colored, filled with different shapes and colors that made perfect sense to him. "Tell him I said thank you."

Greg frowned. "W-Why don't you tell him? I-I mean, he's not here now..."

"No, Greg." Riley sighed. "I-I know he misses me...but I can't."

TBC...