"I guess we officially failed at casual sex," Morgan said, staring at the ultrasound picture in her hands as they pulled out of the parking lot at the doctor's office.
"I think that's the understatement of the year." Greg gave her a side eyed glance from the driver's seat. "Personally, I prefer playful sex more anyway." He smirked as Morgan hit him on the shoulder.
"Greg, this is serious. We're having two kids! This is unreal." She ran her finger over the picture.
"I know, twins! It's crazy." He couldn't stop smiling. "Twice the fun, right?"
"Yeah, and twice the responsibilities and the diapers. Doesn't it scare you?" she asked.
"Nah, we got this. We'll make it work. Two can't be that much more different from just one." Morgan shook her head at his statement, grinning. She watched him, loving how sweet he was lost in his delusional daydreams about the ease of being a father.
Then a thought dawned on her, making her gasp. "Oh God! How am I going to tell my dad?"
Greg looked over at her, his smile morphing into a worried frown. "Now that scares me." He took a deep breath and grabbed Morgan's now shaky hand. "We'll tell him together. In a public place. Where there are plenty of witnesses."
"Okay, what's going on?" Hodges eyed them suspiciously as Morgan and Greg examined the evidence under the scopes.
"What do you mean?" Morgan asked, not looking up.
"You two have been acting weird today. Like there is something you're not saying." Hodges folded his arms, studying their reaction. They exchanged a brief glance between each other. "Ah ha, like that. You have been doing that ever since you came in here."
"You're being paranoid. You should really see someone about that," Greg said, glancing up at him.
"They're letting me go, aren't they? I heard there were going to be cut backs, but geez, I never thought it would be in the lab."
"Hodges, I have no idea what you are talking about," Morgan sighed, and moved her attention to her laptop.
"Then it's something else…You're quiet today. Too quiet. Unnervingly so. Come on. Tell me. What is it?" Hodges whined.
Greg coughed and moved away from Morgan as both of them ignored his comment.
"What can you tell us about the fibers on the victim?" Greg shifted the conversation. Hodges had just begun to speak when David walked in.
"Hey Hodges, I have some trace I need you to-" David stopped short when he saw Morgan and Greg. None of them had spoken since the uncomfortable crime scene encounter the day before.
David nodded towards them awkwardly. "How are you feeling, Morgan?" he asked, breaking the silence.
"Better. Thanks," she smiled nervously. Hodges watched their strange interaction, cocking an eyebrow as he took the sealed jar from David.
"You know, my wife went through the same thing when she was pregnant. I think the doctor gave her some anti-nausea medicine," David rambled, his voice dying when he caught the horrified expression on Morgan's face. He closed his eyes, realizing his mistake when Hodges' voice sputtered out behind him.
"You're pregnant?" Hodges's mouth dropped, staying agape as he stared at her.
Trembling, David avoided eye contact. "I better go." He ran into the doorframe once before finding the exit and rushing out.
"Not a word, Hodges. Do not say anything to anyone." Greg warned as Morgan buried her face in her hands.
"Are you two-" Hodges pointed between the two of them, his voice becoming a whisper when he caught Greg's glare "-together?"
"Not a word," Greg shook a finger at Hodges while placing his other hand on the small of Morgan's back, leading her out of the room.
Once out of earshot of the lab tech, Morgan started to hyperventilate as Greg set her down on a bench in the hall. He crouched down beside her.
"Morgan, breathe. It's going to be okay. Everyone is going to find out eventually." He tried to soothe her, running his hand down her arm as she begin to regain control.
"Greg, we have to tell him today. I don't want him to hear about it from someone else." Morgan met his gaze. Greg nodded, swallowing hard.
"Okay," he croaked, dreading the thought of talking to the sheriff.
He was still trying to calm her as they made their way down the hall to Ecklie's office. They were so consumed in their own thoughts they missed the unwelcome sight of a familiar brunette standing at the entrance as they passed. But she saw them, her focus lingering on Greg.
"Greg!" she called out as she followed behind them. He turned to sound of his name, freezing when he saw her.
"Christine! What the hell are you doing here? I thought I was clear last night. There is nothing between us." She wrapped her arms around him as he stood rigid. Morgan watched them, confused.
"You don't mean that. I'm so sorry about our fight. It was all I could think about. Let's make up." She planted a kiss on his lips as he pried her off of him.
"What is wrong with you? Are you stalking me?" he asked, looking over at Morgan. Christine followed his gaze. She stepped back, her eyes flickering anger.
"I see what's going on. It's her, isn't it?" She nodded her head towards Morgan."She dug her claws into you, didn't she?" Christine reached up and shoved Morgan backward.
"Morgan!" Greg shouted, catching her before she could hit the ground. He signaled to a nearby police officer and pointed to Christine. "Get her out of here! Now!" The cop escorted her out as she fought him.
"This isn't over. You hear me. He's mine," she yelled out as she was being led away. Greg turned his attention to Morgan.
"Morgan, are you okay? Did she hurt you? Do you think you should go to the doctor?" He gripped her shoulders, searching her for obvious signs of injury. Morgan felt the eyes on her as they gathered an audience, people turning to watch the commotion.
"Greg, I'm fine. Stop, okay, people are staring," she whispered. Greg let out a the breath he had been holding as he rested his forehead against hers.
"Are you sure you're okay? If she hurt you or the babies, I just don't know what I'd do," he said, closing his eyes as he held her.
"Babies? What are you talking about? What the hell is going on here?" His eyes shot open, matching Morgan's wide-eyed expression as Ecklie's voice rang out in their ears.