A/N: Hello dearests! So sorry it's been a whole two weeks, but I've been really busy with exams at school. I am hoping to make updates a lot more frequent now they are over and I've finished with 'Expecting the Unexpected'. So, I hope you enjoy this new chapter, and please don't forget about Samantha from the 1st chapter! I haven't ;)

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Chapter 4: Visiting Rights

Morgan said that she would wait downstairs whilst Greg went to talk to Oscar. He approached his son's room and heard the heart-wrenching noise of his son crying his eyes out. Greg felt like crying himself as he opened the door and saw the lump hiding under the bedcovers which must have been Oscar.

"Oscar, come out please" Greg said, trying to hide the crack in his own throat.

"No, you shout at me" Oscar's muffled voice responded.

"I'm not going to shout, I promise" Greg said as he sat on the end of his son's bed. "Please come out, I just want to talk to you"

Sniffing, Oscar hesitantly began to emerge from beneath the covers and looked at his father with wet eyes.

"Daddy, I sorry, I don hate you" the little boy said with a quivering bottom lip.

"I know, buddy" Greg said with a small smile "But…if you really want to see mommy, then I'm not going to stop you. But you have to understand that when we go see her, it won't be in a house or anything like that. It'll be different because like I said, mommy is being punished because she did a bad thing"

Oscar nodded and crawled across the bed, wrapping his arms around his father's waist. Greg sighed and pulled his little boy close, closing his eyes as the last tear squeezed out. The father trusted he was doing the right thing.

"Fank you" Oscar said "I love you, daddy"

"I love you too, Osc" Greg whispered. "We'll go see mommy this afternoon, but for now we need to get ready. Aunt Morgan's downstairs waiting to take us for breakfast"

"Yey!" Oscar squealed excitedly, and Greg smiled before helping his son get changed.

After changing himself, Greg carried Oscar down the stairs were Morgan was sat waiting for them. The way she was bobbing her left leg suggested she was maybe a bit anxious, as she really hoped Greg would sort everything out, but as she saw the father and son with smiles on their faces, Morgan eased up a little too.

"Hey, squirt" Morgan said with a smile as she knelt down to pick Oscar into her arms.

"Aunt Morgan!" the little boy giggled "Daddy is gunna let me see mommy"

"He is?" Morgan said "Well that's good, I'm excited for you" she said showing Greg that she would support his decision. Greg gave her an appreciative smile.

"Yeah, but don worry, I stiw love you like a mommy, Aunt Morgan"

"Aww sweetie, I love you too" Morgan replied as she hugged the little boy close.

Greg smiled; that was what a mother and son relationship should look like. "You guys ready to go?" he said, fetching his own and Oscar's coat.

"Yeah, I hungry!" Oscar said rubbing his stomach for emphasis. Greg and Morgan laughed, before they all left the house together.

Greg had the greatest sense of dread within him when they arrived at the women's prison. He had called earlier to say he would visit Ellen on the condition they could have a private room; he didn't want Oscar to see all the iron bars and thugs which made Greg himself feel unease, let alone a three year old.

Oscar stared up at the huge building with wonder in his eyes "dat's reawy big" he observed.

"Yeah, which is why you have to stay close to me" Greg said as he helped unbuckle the car seat "because otherwise you'll get lost" and that was only one of Greg's minor concerns going into a place like this.

"Okay, I promise daddy" Oscar replied, and Greg made his son hold his hand tightly as they made their way to the visitor's entrance.

"CSI Sanders" the warden who was sat behind the desk smiled at him "Didn't expect to see you here. Not with you putting half the guys in here and all" he added with a whisper.

"Not in front of my son, please" Greg whispered sternly, and the warden gave him a somewhat apologetic look. "We're here to see Ellen Whitebridge"

"Ah, yes" the warden said scanning through his computer "we have a room set aside for you, right this way"

At this point, Greg picked Oscar up as they walked through the halls. The further they found themselves going into the prison, the tighter Greg's grip on his son got. He was starting to think this was a bad idea; he hadn't made the right decision at all. Although, Oscar seemed to be taking it well as he silently looked around the building, but Greg was also worried that his usually chatty son was not saying a word.

"You okay, Osc?" he asked.

"Mmhmm" the little boy replied; he was just being curious as always, another trait of Greg's people picked up on. "Are you okay, daddy?"

"I am if you are" Greg reassured him with a small smile.

Finally, they arrived at the room and the warden unlocked the door. Greg took a deep breath and closed his eyes before stepping inside. He was almost scared to look at first, because he knew as soon as he saw Ellen, so many emotions were going to hit Greg all at once and he wasn't sure how to handle it all.

Ellen sat behind a desk, two officers either side of her, wearing the familiar plain clothing and her hands cuffed in front of her exactly like the last time she and Greg had talked which was when she had told Greg she was pregnant. That had been four years ago, and Ellen still managed to look as young and beautiful as ever – there wasn't a hair out of place, a blemish in sight.

Greg almost cursed her for it as the naive man who had fallen in love with her in less than a day started to resurface. Ellen had a strange hold on Greg that the CSI wasn't sure would ever go away, but he supposed it did have something to do with her being the mother of his child after all. However, she was a murderer, Greg had to remind himself.

Ellen smiled sweetly at Greg, but it was a gesture he could not return as he silently made his way over to the table and sat with Oscar on his knee. The little boy grew uncharacteristically shy all of a sudden as he leaned right against his father's chest, but kept looking at the smiling woman before him with curiosity and awe.

"You vewy pwetty" Oscar mumbled in observation, and Ellen chuckled lightly.

"Thank you and you are very handsome" she said. "What's your name, sweetie?" Greg shook his head a little; a mother should never have to ask for the name of her own child.

"Oscar" the little boy replied.

Ellen smiled "A handsome name for a handsome boy" she said.

"So…you my mommy?" Oscar asked tentatively.

Ellen nodded. "That's right, I'm your mommy. You were once right here" she said with smile as he placed her hands on her stomach.

"I was never dat small!" Oscar said in disbelief and Ellen laughed at him again; Greg couldn't help the way his lips twitched upwards too.

"You were!" Ellen said "You were very tiny the last time I saw you"

"You habn't seen me in a long time" Oscar pouted.

Ellen shook her head sadly "I know, and I'm so sorry but that's all my fault. " Greg wanted to believe the upset in her eyes was real when she said this. "I did some bad things, as I'm sure your father has told you, so now I have to be punished"

"What bad fing did you do?" Oscar asked quietly.

"Oh erm…" Ellen paused and looked at Greg, who was giving her quite a stern look and shaking his head discreetly. "Well, I'm sure your teacher at school tells you not to get into fights, yes?" Oscar nodded. "Well, mommy got into a really big fight, and now she has to be punished to show that she's sorry"

"Okay" Oscar said, taking this as some understanding. "Can I come see you more ofen?" he asked.

Ellen smiled sadly "Well, that's up to your father" she said looking at Greg, who was yet to say a word.

Greg looked down at his son who was staring back at him with wide hopeful eyes, and the CSI found he didn't have the heart to say no.

"I'll arrange something" Greg said quietly.

Oscar beamed at him "Thank you, daddy" he nuzzled further into Greg's chest, and the father held his son tightly, the urge to protect stronger than ever.

"You're so polite and mature" Ellen told Oscar with a smile.

The little boy frowned "What mat-ture mean?" he asked.

"It means even though you're little, you can act very grown up" Ellen explained.

"I not little, I a big boy" Oscar pouted.

Ellen laughed "Yes you certainly are, and I can tell your daddy has done a wonderful job looking after you"

"He has!" Oscar said eagerly "He da bestest daddy ever!" he said proudly.

Greg smiled "Because you're the best thing in my life and you're more important to me than anything else in the whole wide world" he said quietly and planted a kiss on top of his son's jet black hair.

Oscar giggled "Thank you, daddy. I love you"

"I love you too" Greg whispered. "Now, I think I need to speak with your mother alone for a moment" he said.

One of the female officers in the room stepped forward "Come with me sweetie" she said to Oscar "We'll go get you some juice or something whilst mommy and daddy talk"

"Okay" Oscar said quietly, and he was hesitant to leave Greg's lap at first, but Greg soon assured him it was alright. Oscar took the policewoman's hand. "Bye mommy, it was nice to see you, I hope I see you again soon." Greg sighed a little at his son's words and had to try and force the tears back in his eyes as much as he could.

"It was nice seeing you too, Oscar" Ellen smiled "And I want you to know that no matter what, I will always love you, because I'm your mommy"

Oscar nodded, and with one last look at Greg – who tried to smile at his son in reassurance – the little boy left the room along with the female officer.

"Thank you, for bringing him" Ellen said quietly.

"I didn't do it for you, and I didn't do it for me, I did it for Oscar" Greg said sternly. "If he wants to keep seeing you, that's his choice, I won't stop him, however that doesn't mean I'm happy about it, and I have to be there too"

Ellen nodded. "I understand" she said looking down at her cuffed hands "You really have done an amazing job with him Greg, he's a beautiful and intelligent little boy. He looks so much like me" she said with a sad smile as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"That better be real" Greg said pointing to the tear "Because if you ever say or do anything to hurt Oscar then I will stop him from seeing you"

"Greg, he's my son" Ellen said in a broken voice "You may find this hard to believe but I love him, call it mother's instinct, I want to have as much of a relationship as I can with him." Her words sounded honest, but Greg had thought Ellen was an honest woman before, and look how wrong he's been about that. "And believe it or not, I did love you"

Greg scoffed. "We were together for a day, I was blinded by you, thinking we had love at first sight, and then all you did was take advantage of me and nearly got me killed!"

"I was scared" Ellen said as she was openly crying. "I thought if I didn't comply he'd put me in that electric chair too!"

"I could have helped you!" Greg exclaimed and slammed a fist on the table, startling Ellen. The CSI sighed and took a deep breath. "Look, I want to hate you, okay, I really do." Greg said as he ran a hand down his face. "But I can't, because you gave me Oscar, and you're his mother. I saw the way you looked at him after you'd given birth and I thought I saw despair as they took him away from you. What you did was unforgivable, yet there's still a part of me that want's to believe deep down you're a good person who was just misled and made a lot of bad choices"

Ellen nodded once more in understanding. "I regret what I did every day, I'd do anything to take it all back just so I could hold my little boy" she said. "But I have to face what I've done, and you are the best thing for Oscar. I knew you for two days, Greg, but you were the most genuine man I'd ever met. You'll take care of Oscar always, I know you will"

"Damn straight" Greg scowled. "We'll come visit again when Oscar is ready, but for now, goodbye, Ellen" he said a little coldly before standing up and walking out of the room.