A/N Okay so first I'd like to say something to the lovely guest reviewer who commented on the last chapter about me copying this story. I haven't done anything like that. Maybe it's similar to a story you've read, some stories are, but I've never ever read a JJ story and therefore I can't have copied it. And the fact that you reviewed as a guest means that you don't really stand for what you said. Thank you for giving me a laugh though:D
Okay that was rude of me lol! So anyways, here's a new chapter. And then I will have to stop avoiding my essay:(
Also I've edited the last three chapters because I noticed that the spacers between the paragraphs had disappeared after I posted from my phone:P
Enjoy!
Chapter 9
After finally catching the Unsub the team could fly back to Quantico. Everyone was happy to finally be able to sleep in their own beds. They just had to fill out a report each before they could go home. One by one they dropped their report off for Hotch to sign and could leave the building.
Emily was the third one done and hurried to leave the report and walk out the glass doors. Pressing the down button she was only half aware of the other person stepping up next to her.
"Glad that case is over," Morgan casually said.
Emily turned to face him, "What? Oh, yes," Emily said, turning back to the elevator as it announced itself on their floor.
"If Doug would be up to it, and if we don't get another case, do you think he'd want to do something tomorrow night again?"
Emily stepped into the elevator and waited for Morgan to follow before pressing the garage button.
"I could ask him," Emily said with a shrug. "He'll probably be up for it."
Emily wasn't sure her boyfriend would if he knew Morgan had feelings for her and was jealous. She couldn't tell Morgan this though.
"Great," Morgan said happily.
On Morgan's part he didn't really want to spend time with Doug, but something was off with the guy and Morgan had to be the one to find out what. Especially now that Emily was blinded by love.
The elevator stopped with a ding and Morgan motioned for Emily to walk out before him. She smiled and went out, starting off towards her car.
"You can text me later then," Morgan said.
"Uhm, yes, of course," Emily nodded and smiled. "See you tomorrow."
With those words she hurried to get into the car and drive away. Morgan furrowed her eyebrows. Was it just him or was Emily acting a little strange around him? When they were the entire team together she was like she usually was, but when they were alone she seemed almost... Nervous. Of course he had picked up on it, he was a profiler after all. But what made her so nervous? He didn't know, but he promised himself he would talk to her about it.
With a sigh he got into his car and started his drive home.
Emily pulled up next to Doug's car in the driveway. She hurried out and up the few steps to the house. The light was on when she got inside and so was the TV.
"Hey," she quietly said
"Em, you're back!" Doug left the couch and walked up to hug her tightly.
Emily smiled into his shoulder as she hugged him back. When he released her he looked her deep into the eyes, making her get that tingling feeling that she, and every other woman, loved.
"How was the case?" Doug asked.
"Long, bad," Emily sighed. "I'm just so glad to be home."
"You look a little tense, babe. What do you say about getting my old bathtub to use? We can light candles, put bubbles, bath salt, everything in," Doug said, kissing her slowly.
"That sounds like a great idea," Emily smiled. "I can think of one or two more things you forgot to mention."
Doug smiled, "Then let's go."
Doug took Emily's hand and started up the stairs.
"There's just one thing I need to talk to you about before," Emily said and Doug stopped in the middle of the stairs.
"What is it, babe?" he asked.
"Morgan wants another 'man-date'. I can totally understand if you don't want to and I can make up an excuse for you if you want."
"Don't be silly. I'll do it. Maybe I can get him to actually like me."
"Thank you. I'll text him later about it. As for now..." Emily leaned up to place a featherlight kiss to his lips. "...we have other things to do."
"I like the sound of that," Doug said and without a warning he scooped her up into his arms and carried her bridal style up the stairs.
"I am perfectly capable of walking by myself," Emily complained.
"I like carrying you. And besides, I have to practice until the day I get to carry you over the threshold."
Emily's heart beat faster just by the mention of a possible wedding. If Doug would have asked her right now, there was no way in hell she was going to turn him down. She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, letting herself be carried. He put her down gently on the bed and walked to the bathroom to put the water on.
Emily sat up again and waited for Doug to come back out. While she waited, she started unbuttoning her blouse. Doug stopped as soon as he had stepped inside the bedroom and he smiled hungrily when taking in her now exposed breasts and stomach. He couldn't wait to get her all to himself in that bathtub, and even in general. Even if he had a habit of having fun with other women, he needed Emily by his side. And he would make sure she'd never leave.
This time Morgan and Doug had decided to be at Doug's place since Emily was going out with the girls. Emily left an hour and a half before Morgan was supposed to come and Doug was already frustrated. He didn't want to spend another evening with the man who was out to get Emily. Shaking his head he put on his hoodie and left the house. He only had 90 minutes to get the release he needed.
Doug barely had time to shower before the doorbell rang. He was quick to open and greeted Morgan with a hello. They would watch another game together which was perfect since they wouldn't have to have a bunch of awkward conversations.
Morgan stepped into the house. This was only the second time he had seen the place and he had to admit it was impressive. A lot bigger than Emily's apartment.
Doug walked in front of him into the living room and sat down in his favorite chair while Morgan sat down on the couch. The game started almost immediately so it didn't leave much time for any small talk which both men were pretty grateful for. Neither one of them was really into the game. Morgan kept thinking about how to figure out Doug's secret that the agent was sure he was hiding while Doug thought about how to get Emily to distance herself from the threat sitting on the couch. He had seen how easy it was to fall in love with a coworker, a person you every single day worked very close to. He hadn't done so himself, but other people had for sure. Like Doug's ex. That bitch had slept around with her boss for weeks before Doug saw them together.
When the first commercial broke out, Morgan stood up.
"I'm just gonna go take a leak," he said and Doug only nodded as an answer.
Morgan looked back once as he left the living room. He slightly wondered how much he would be able to take a look around without Doug noticing.
Slowly, he walked up the stairs, confident that the loud TV would cover up the creaking of the stairs. Being a relatively new staircase, the creaking wasn't too bad. Faster this time, he walked through the top floor and entered the master bedroom. Morgan didn't usually do this when Emily or anyone else had a boyfriend, which hadn't been that often actually, but this guy just gave him that strange feeling. So that's why he was now standing in Doug and Emily's bedroom. He took a look around and started with the drawers of the nightstands. Condoms, a book, Emily's spare glock(it was good to know she was keeping herself safe) and some night cream. Shaking his head, he stepped back and started to check the dresser instead. Nothing interesting there either. There weren't many places to search, but a pile of clothes on the chair next to the bathroom door caught his eyes and he picked them up, checking the pockets for anything interesting. All were empty but one. He pulled out something that felt like a card and looked at it. A driver's license. Carry Matthews. Who the hell was she? He furrowed his eyebrows. There was also a vague smell of a women's perfume he didn't recognize. It wasn't Emily's; he knew Emily's scent well enough to know that. No, someone else had their perfume all over Doug's clothes. Was that bastard cheating on her?
Doug had waited only half a minute before he left the couch. He wasn't stupid. He knew Morgan wouldn't just go to the bathroom and he was right. The downstairs bathroom was still open and unused. Doug couldn't hear the older guy, but he knew the agent was upstairs, unless he had left, which Doug doubted he would without saying so. Something hit Doug and he walked quickly to the basement door and opened it carefully, turning the light on and looking around. Nothing. He hadn't walked downstairs. He had to be extra cautious. If someone ever walked downstairs they would find his darkest, but most enjoyable secret. For him.
Smirking, he closed the door again and this time made sure to lock it. When he heard a small creak at the top of the stairs he hurried back to sit down where the game was just starting again. After a short while he heard the toilet flush and Morgan came back.
"Great, it's started," Morgan said as if he hadn't just been snooping around.
"Yeah, you didn't miss much," Doug told him.
Morgan sat down and grabbed his beer, taking a sip as he studied the bastard who was going to break his Emily's heart.
The girls were on their third drink now and so far all the gossip had been about Garcia's new man who none of them had met yet. Sam she said his name was and according to her he was the perfect catch.
"Enough about me," Garcia said suddenly. "I can see that something has been bothering you today, gumdrop."
Emily put her drink away and sighed. "Is it that obvious?"
"Yes, you've been over the moon happy the last couple of days, but not today. What's wrong?" JJ asked.
"It's Morgan," Emily said with a shrug.
"What has he done now? I love him, but sometimes he doesn't know his limits," Garcia said, shaking her head.
"He doesn't like Doug. One of my best friends doesn't like my boyfriend."
"What? Doug's great! Why wouldn't he like him?" Garcia said.
"Doug thinks he has feelings for me, but I don't know... That's crazy. He can't," Emily said, taking another sip of her drink.
"I don't think it's that crazy," JJ said. "I've seen the way he looks at you and when he thought you were dead... You should've seen him. He wouldn't stop hunting Doyle down."
"You really think it's true? Fuck... I can't deal with that. What do I do?"
"Ask him about it," JJ suggested.
"Or just let it be and he will change his mind about Doug and realize you're taken," Garcia said.
"Yes, or that," JJ agreed with a smirk.
"Thank you, guys, I will try to act normal around him too," Emily chuckled.
"Now, let's forget about the men. Let's go dance and pick up guys," Garcia said, leaving her chair.
"Hey, none of us are single remember?" JJ laughed at Garcia's idea.
"Then just dance," Garcia smiled widely.
Emily and JJ laughed as they followed the perky blonde who immediately started to dance when she hit the dance floor. The other two ladies followed suit and started to sway their hips to the music and even Emily let her worries slide right off her shoulders.
Emily would lie if she said she wasn't a little drunk when she finally came home in the middle of the night. Morgan was long gone so the only one she came home to was Doug, which she was very happy about. She found Doug already in bed, reading a book as he waited for her to come home.
"You didn't have to wait up for me," Emily said, placing a kiss on Doug's lips.
"Are you kidding? Of course I had to. Needed to make sure you made it home okay," Doug explained.
"What did I do to deserve you?" Emily asked as she stood up and with a smile walked to the bathroom to get ready for bed.
Doug chuckled and shook his head as he watched the woman walk away.
Emily hurried to finish up and exited the bathroom 20 minutes later. Doug was once again reading his book and looked up when he heard her. With a sigh she undressed and put on her nightie, crawling into bed next to her boyfriend. He closed his book and put it away on the nightstand before putting an arm around Emily.
"How was your night?" Doug asked.
"It was good. I had fun," Emily answered with a content smile.
"I can smell that," Doug winked at her and she slapped him playfully.
"Ha ha ha, very funny. How was your night?"
"Well, not that successful," Doug said, making Emily sit up straight, looking at Doug.
"What happened?" she asked with concern.
"Promise you won't get angry?" Doug said and Emily raised her eyebrows. It had to be serious if he phrased it like that.
"Promise. What's up?" Emily asked curiously.
"Well, you know Morgan was here and everything?" Emily nodded and encouraged him to go on. "During the commercial he told me he had to go to the bathroom and while he did that I thought I'd go get more beer. The bathroom door was wide open so he clearly hadn't gone to it."
"He just left?" Emily's jaw dropped. She knew Morgan didn't like Doug, but this was a new kind of low.
"No, Sweetie, calm down. He was just snooping around upstairs. I don't know what he was looking for, but probably something to tear us apart."
Emily shook her head, trying to keep her anger in check. "That son of a..." Emily threw her head back and Doug immediately inched closer to his girlfriend.
"I'm sorry, babe. I know this must be hard."
"You have no idea. I can't believe he would do something like this," she said, leaning against his shoulder.
"He's an asshole," Doug said, simply. "I'm sorry to say so about your friend, but how good of a friend is he when he tries to break us apart."
"Not good at all," Emily sighed. "He knows how happy I am, but still he has to get what he wants. I'm over it."
Doug smirked and kissed her on her head. "I'm sorry, babe. At least you'll always have me and I promise I will never do anything to hurt you."
Emily smiled and leaned up to kiss Doug. "I know you won't. I love you."
"I love you too, Em. Now let's get some sleep. We both have work tomorrow."
Emily chuckled, "Aren't we irresponsible?"
"Very," Doug chuckled and kissed her right on the lips.
Emily sighed into the kiss and snuggled closer, releasing his lips and once again resting her head on his shoulder. Her eyes slowly closed and she drifted of into a peaceful sleep in the safety of her boyfriend's arms.
Walking into the office she promised herself not to lash out on Morgan's behavior, but as soon as she saw his big grin and the way he laughed with JJ, she knew that promise would be hard to keep. Just seeing how the man could sit there and act as if nothing had happened gave her all the more reason to confront him. Though, she couldn't do it in front of everyone and cause a scene.
"Hey, Em, you look surprisingly well," JJ laughed, thinking about how drunk both women had been the night before.
"Yeah, well, seems like the only thing I needed was a good night's sleep in the arms of a wonderful boyfriend," Emily said, purposely mentioning Doug to see Morgan's reaction.
The male agent shifted uncomfortably where he was sitting and Emily didn't miss it. Narrowing her eyes, she took a deep and steady breath. She had to do it now. He had to know that it wasn't alright to snoop around for dirt on Doug in their house.
"Morgan, a word?" Emily finally said.
Morgan looked at her and then at JJ, who's eyebrows were raised in question. Mostly because she remembered that Emily had decided not to talk to Morgan about anything, but by the sound of her voice Emily had changed her mind.
Morgan got off the desk and followed Emily into his office.
"Close the door," she said sternly and he obliged without questioning her.
"What's going on?" he asked, nervously, but tried to mask it with a smile. He had planned on talking to her too about Doug, but wanted to wait to a better time.
Emily scoffed, "You can drop that smile right now, you know exactly what's going on." Emily started pacing the office.
Morgan stopped smiling. It was clear to him that she knew something, but whatever that something was, her anger was directed at him, not Doug.
"Come on, princess, what..."
"First, you have no rights to give me nicknames. Not anymore. From now on I'm Prentiss to you and we will keep our relationship strictly professional. No harmless flirting, no teasing, no talking about personal stuff," Emily said, breathing heavily.
"I don't know what he's said, but he's lying," Morgan defended, shocked by Emily's sudden outburst.
"Oh, so you didn't snoop around in our bedroom? And you aren't trying to find dirt on my boyfriend?"
"Well, yes, but it's not what it seems like," Morgan told her, taking a step closer to her, knowing that when he told her about Doug she would need someone to comfort her.
Emily stopped and looked straight into his eyes with a look that could kill. "Then tell me what it is then." Crossing her arms, she waited for him to talk.
"Doug's cheating on you," Morgan said. "There was another woman's driver's license in his pocket and his clothes reeked of perfume, not yours."
Morgan cursed himself for the slip, letting his partner know how well he knew her perfume.
Emily released her arms and scoffed again. "That's great, Morgan. I knew you didn't want us to be together, but to try and hurt me this bad? I never thought you would stoop this low. I love Doug and he loves me. Stop making up lies."
"I'm not lying, Em..."
"It's Prentiss," Emily corrected angrily.
Morgan sighed in frustration, "I'm not lying, Prentiss. He is hiding something and he will end up hurting you worse than you think I am."
"You are unbelievable," Emily had started to raise her voice by now. "He knew something like this would happen." Emily shook her head in anger. "Just because you think you have some kind of feelings for me doesn't mean you can ruin my happiness. Doug is the first man I've been with who really accepts me for who I am and if you love me you'd want that for me."
"I do want that for you, but Doug's not..."
"Just stop," she almost yelled. "I can't deal with you anymore. I..." Emily turned around and took a deep breath. "I'm gonna talk to Hotch so we don't get paired up in the future and if things don't get better I don't know..."
"What are you saying?" Morgan asked, a little hurt that Emily was taking that bastard's side over his.
"That I can't work with you, I can barely look at you."
"Aren't you overreacting? You're not thinking straight, you're blinded by love."
Emily turned around, "Fuck you."
She stormed past him and threw the door open, walking quickly past the other agents in the bullpen who most certainly had heard a lot, if not all, of her and Morgan's fight. JJ looked at her with concern, turning to send Morgan a glare before hurrying after Emily towards the bathroom. JJ entered only seconds after Emily and she found the brunette staring at her own reflection in the mirror, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Em, sweetie, are you okay?" JJ asked, walking up to the older agent.
She carefully put an arm around Emily and pulled her in for a hug.
"I'm sorry for this," Emily said, referring to the crying.
"Don't apologize. Morgan is acting like an ass," JJ said, earning a chuckle from her friend.
"I just can't believe he would do this to me, I just can't deal with this too," Emily said, shaking her head.
"Too?" JJ asked. "Has something happened between you and Doug? Is that why you decided to confront Morgan?"
Emily pulled away and wiped her tears, "Of course not, he's still perfect. It's just..." Emily sighed and let herself smile. "I might be pregnant. Or I took a test and it was positive."
JJ smiled widely. "Are you serious? Wow, congratulations. I'm so happy for you." JJ wrapped her arms around Emily again and hugged her tightly. She pulled away again and looked at Emily with a serious look. "Or you are happy about it right?"
"Yes, I've always wanted a baby. I just wish everything with Morgan didn't happen right now. I mean he won't be there to share my happiness. Maybe that's what's making me so emotional."
"It's understandable. At a time like that you need the people you love around you. Does Doug know?"
"No, not yet. I'm waiting for the right moment to tell him. It's pretty soon so I don't know how he'll react. We have talked about marriage and a family, but I don't think we pictured any of it in the nearest future."
"I think he'll be happy. Why don't you ask Hotch for the day off? I think you need it and maybe you can have a talk with Doug," JJ suggested.
Emily laughed a little. "I think that's a great idea. Thank you for listening," she said, hugging JJ one last time.
JJ smiled, "Anytime."
Morgan watched Emily leave through the glass doors after she had a talk with Hotch. It was frustrating to watch her go home to a man who didn't care about her at all. If he cared, it didn't change the fact that he was two timing her, making her fall in love with him while he went and screwed another woman.
Morgan balled his hand into a tight fist, his knuckles turning almost white. JJ looked at him, catching every emotion displayed on his face and body.
She sighed sadly, "That was cruel, Morgan," she decided to say.
Morgan looked at her with a scowl. "Cruel? I'm not the one who's cruel. Doug is," Morgan defended.
"Enough with that bullshit," JJ said, surprising him with her anger and making Reid look up from his case files. "Emily is happier than she's ever been and Doug really cares about her. Why do you want to ruin that for her?"
Morgan sighed in frustration. He didn't want to have this conversation again with someone who was already set on not believing him. If they'd get a warrant to search Doug's house, they would definitely find out that Morgan was telling the truth, but adultery wasn't against the law and therefor he wouldn't get a warrant.
"I know what he'll do to her and I don't want to sit by and watch," Morgan said just as angrily as JJ had before.
Before JJ got to say anything Morgan stormed off in the same direction as Emily.
Reid and JJ watched him disappear and then looked at each other. JJ shook her head and rested it in her hands.
"What if he's right?" Reid said, making JJ look up in surprise.
"Please don't go there," JJ pleaded with the younger genius.
"I just mean, we didn't really hear him out. If he suspects that Doug is going to hurt Emily there must be a reason," Reid explained.
"There is... Jealousy," JJ said.
"Oh," was the only thing Reid could say.
An awkward silence filled the room and neither one of them knew what to say after that. Reid looked one last time at JJ before diving into his files again. Hopefully everything would work out for the best. Morgan and Emily had to make up. And soon.
Emily started to drive out of the parking garage just before Morgan came rushing out of the elevator and although she saw him, she wouldn't stop. Not now. Not for him. Right now she just wanted to go home and get away from him. She wouldn't look back a second time. Hotch, who obviously heard Morgan and her fight, had granted her the day off due to personal issues. Of course she didn't want anyone to take sides, but she was happy that most seemed to support her and thought Morgan acted like an asshole. She still wasn't sure about Rossi and Reid, but she knew they'd have her back because Morgan was crazy with his accusations.
When she got home, she opened the door quietly and hung her purse on the coat rack. The TV was on and from the hallway she could see Doug on the couch. Slowly she walked into the living room and stared at the TV where today's news was on.
"Has anything interesting happened?" she asked, startling Doug.
"Whoa, you scared me. What are you doing home so early?" Doug asked, patting the seat next to him so she'd sit down.
"Hotch sent me home," Emily said, sitting down next to him. She didn't tell him that she had asked Hotch for it.
"I'm glad you're home," he said, placing a kiss on her head.
Their heads turned to the TV when the next story came up, a story that made Doug stiffen.
"The police is still looking for the man who broke into Madeline Stevens' apartment, raped her and held her captive for two days in Montgomery, Alabama. She described the man as in his 30s, sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. If you have any information or have seen anything, please call the number displayed on the bottom of your screen..." The reporter said.
"Can you believe that?" Emily wondered, still with her eyes on the TV.
"Mhm," was Doug's only answer. Inside he was fuming. The little bitch had told on him and now he had to go through with his threat of killing her.
"Are you okay?" Emily asked, looking at her boyfriend.
Doug shook his head as to clear his mind. "What? Yes, I'm okay. It's just, that it's so awful and I can't stop picturing you in that place."
Emily sighed sadly and placed a kiss on his lips. The kiss lasted for at least half a minute before they let go.
"I'm not going anywhere."
Emily and Doug stayed curled up on the couch for a little while longer. Right after the news about the girl who'd been raped and held captive, Doug changed the channel to one that was just showing the ending of some comedy show. Emily knew she would have to have a talk with Doug soon and told herself she would do it during lunch. Right now she wasn't sure if she should tell him about her fight with Morgan and his ridiculous accusation or just about the baby. They told each other everything so telling him about Morgan wasn't more than right, but this was something really bad about Doug.
The TV was turned off, interrupting Emily's thoughts. Quickly she looked up at him and he smiled lovingly.
"What do you say about some lunch?" he asked and first Emily's eyes widened because she knew she'd have to tell him soon, and then she nodded her head quickly.
"Is everything, okay?" Doug asked.
Emily smiled, "Yes of course. Let's eat."
The couple got up from the couch to together cook whatever food they could find. Doug looked in the fridge and since both was kind of lazy they settled for turkey and cheese sandwich. Emily was told to sit down at the table while Doug made their simple lunch. After they were done he poured them a glass of pineapple juice each and put the coffee on.
Placing the plates on either side of the table, Doug sat down.
It was now or never, Emily knew as she took a bite of her sandwich.
"There's something I need to tell you," she started, biting her lip.
Doug put down his sandwich, "What is it?"
"I think... I might be pregnant," she said, holding her breath while waiting for a reaction.
"You're pregnant?" Doug asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I took a test this morning before work and it was positive," Emily explained.
"But you drank so much last night," Doug pointed out.
"I wasn't sure I was pregnant, I was just late and I thought that maybe it was only the stress or something which happens a lot, but this morning I found a pregnancy test I had bought a couple of weeks ago when I was late so I thought that it couldn't hurt to check," Emily shrugged. "Are you mad?"
"Mad? Of course not, don't be silly. I was just worried that the baby could be hurt," Doug said with a small smile.
"And what about the fact that we're having a baby together this soon?"
"We were going to have one eventually so it doesn't matter that it's now. I want this baby, I want to be a father, and I couldn't have wished for a better woman to have it with," Doug told her, making her heart flutter and her insides warm up.
Emily took another bite from her sandwich. This was actually happening and right now all her previous worries were gone because she was sitting across the most perfect man and the perfect father for her children.
"I think we should schedule a doctor's appointment to see if you really are pregnant and to make sure everything is okay."
"Yes, I'll do it when we're done eating," Emily said with a happy smile.
She had also been worried when she saw the two pink lines on the test since she knew how drunk she had gotten. When she took the test she didn't believe the results would be like this, but amongst all the worrying she was really happy. She couldn't wait to start their new family.
Morgan was trying to work again, but he just couldn't stop thinking about Emily, Doug and everything Emily had said to him. He knew something was wrong, but how could he do something if everyone chose not to believe him?
Shaking his head, he stood up and walked towards Garcia's lair. He was well aware that he had both Reid and JJ's eyes on him as he crossed the catwalk. Morgan knocked carefully on the door and after a happy come in he entered.
"Hey, baby girl," he said, hoping she would still be in a good mood when she knew who had entered. She wasn't.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you busy trying to break my poor Emily's heart?" She asked.
"I don't deserve that," Morgan defended. "I came here in hopes that someone would be on my side."
"After sending Emily into tears for accusing her boyfriend of cheating on her? No, I will not be on your side." Garcia shook her head.
"Hey, come on, I know something is up with him and what I found at..."
"Snooping around at Emily's place is not okay. You can't let your feelings take over. Be happy for her," she said.
"But why would he have another woman's driver's license and smell on him?"
"He could've found it on the street and is going to turn it into the police. I mean who would take their lovers driver's license anyways?"
Morgan hung his head. Garcia was actually right. He wouldn't have taken a lover's driver's license. But that still didn't change the feeling he was giving Morgan.
"You might be right on that one, but please can you just do a background check on the guy? Please, it can't hurt," he pleaded with the younger technical analyst.
Garcia sighed, "That would betray one of my best friend's trust. I know you wouldn't want me to check on your girlfriends. If you wanna check on him you will have to do it yourself."
It would take a lot longer than if Garcia would do it, but Morgan knew exactly where he would start. The girl on the license. Carry Matthews.
As soon as Morgan got to his office he turned on his laptop. The computer took a couple of minutes to start up and Morgan immediately got impatient. When it did start up he was quick to enter firefox and google, quickly writing Carry Matthews in the search bar. A lot of Carry Matthews showed up and Morgan hung his head. He really needed Garcia's help to do this computer thing. A thought came to his mind and he rose from his chair, once again making his way to Garcia's lair. This time he entered without knocking, making the tech genius turn around in surprise.
"I still won't help you," Garcia sighed when she saw who he was.
"No, I won't ask you to run a background check on Doug, I promise. There's something else I need your help with," Morgan told her with a small smile, hoping she would do it since it technically didn't evade Emily's privacy.
Garcia sighed and turned around to her computers, "What do you need?"
"Can you look up the name Carry Matthews for me? I tried doing it myself, but there were so many."
"And you think I can find the right one? You have to give me more than a name," Garcia said as she typed the name.
"I know what she looks like so I just need a picture," Morgan explained.
"Do you realize how many pictures I'll have to pull up? You have to give me more. Date of birth? City? Everything you know," Garcia said. Morgan noticed she wasn't her happy, teasing self. No, she was still mad at him.
Morgan closed his eyes hard, trying to remember what the license had said.
"D.C," he started. "She lives in D.C." Or had a D.C driver's license, he added in his head.
"We've narrowed it down some more. Something else?"
"She was born -90," he said, swallowing hard. He hadn't thought about how much younger that girl was compared to both Emily and Doug. "In October."
"Thank you, we only have nine left now. I will pull up their photos," Garcia said, this time actually sounding happy.
"Really? Thank you," Morgan said in relief.
Nine student IDs popped up on the screen and Morgan eyed them carefully. His eyes locked with the third girl to the left on the second row. The girl was the exact same as the girl on the driver's license he'd found in Doug's pocket.
"There," he said pointing at the girl. "Can you give me an address?"
Garcia turned to Morgan and narrowed her eyes at him. "What is this about exactly? One minute you're begging me to run a background check on Emily's boyfriend and the next minute you want me to find this chick."
To be honest, Morgan didn't want to tell her what was really going on, afraid that she wouldn't help him if she knew. But then again, she seemed reluctant to give him the information if he didn't tell her.
"This is the woman who's driver's license was in Doug's pocket," Morgan admitted and before Garcia got to say anything he continued. "I know, I know, I shouldn't let my emotions ruin Emily's happiness, but I just wanted to make sure she had nothing to do with Doug. I mean it can't hurt to check it out, maybe there's nothing there, and technically we're not betraying Emily."
Garcia seemed to contemplate what Morgan said before giving her thought on this, "I guess you're right. I will give you the address on one condition." Morgan nodded. "If this turns out to be a false lead you will let it go. You will apologize to Emily and accept Doug as a part of her life."
Morgan didn't know what it was that made him accept the deal. Was he really that sure that Carry would hold the truth about Doug? Yes, he was. She knew him in some way. They knew each other, Morgan was sure of it. So he agreed and Garcia typed away on her computer.
"I'm just gonna go ahead and forward the address to your phone," Garcia smiled.
"Thank you so much, baby girl," he said and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "I will check this out right now."
"And I will be praying to God that our raven haired beauty won't get hurt by what you find out."
"Trust me, I really hope I'm wrong too," Morgan said as he left the room, ready to once and for all get to the bottom of Emily's boyfriend's secret.
