Alright, here is the next chapter, sorry it took awhile. School has kept me quite busy. But I'll update as much and as often as I can! I promise not to forget about ya'll and of course not Stody 3 Haha.

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P.S. I do not own CSI or any of its characters.

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Morgan and Nick stood at baggage claim waiting with their suitcases for Nick's dad to come and pick them up.

"Are you sure he knows we are here?" Morgan asked.

Nick rolled his eyes. "Yes, he knows. He has our flight information and I texted him when we landed."

Morgan took a deep breath and nodded. She knew she had to be patient. She looked around to see almost everyone in the airport was wearing cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. This is Texas. She told herself. Of course it's like this.

The sound of Southern accents filled the air. It was like being in a foreign country for Morgan but for Nick... well he felt right at home. He was home.

Suddenly a tall man in a black hat and black boot with muddy jeans and a red flannel under his black leather jacket walked up to them.

"Dad!" Nick smiled walking over to grab his arms around the mans muscular body. The bigger man patted his son on the back.

"It's good to see you, Nicky." The man said.

Nick pulled away and nodded. "It's been too long."

"Entirely." He father agreed.

Nick's father had the same eyes and smile that Nick had and the same color hair. He was huge and muscular. Tan, sweet smile, wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and though he looked as sweet as pie, Morgan was very intimidated.

This must be where Nick gets it from. Morgan thought. Nick was almost a replica of his father.

Nick's father looked over to see Morgan and smiled at her.

"It seems we are being completely rude." He said with his Southern draw. "Nick do you mind introducing us?"

Nick smiled apologetically at Morgan. "I'm sorry. Dad this is Morgan, Morgan this is my father."

Morgan smiled and reached out a hand. "Hello, it's good to meet you Mr. Stokes."

He laughed as he took her hand in his own. "Oh, don't be silly Morgan, please call me Beau."

Morgan grinned as she lost her hand in Beau's wide grasp.

"Beau." She murmured and chuckled.

He looked down at her as he retracted his hand and cocked his head.

"It suits you." She smiled.

Beau laughed a bit and picked up her bag. "Well we best get going, your mother is dying see you Nick. And to meet you as well Morgan."

Nick's jaw fell open and he stared at his father. Beau looked at him.

"What?" Beau asked.

"You told her?" Nick asked.

Beau sighed. "I had too, Nicky. I was too excited."

Nick laughed and smiled gently at his father. "It's fine, I should have known you would've told her anyway."

Beau laughed a big hearty laugh. "You should have."

Beau led the way out to the truck and with his free hand, Nick grabbed Morgan's hand and brought it to his mouth, pressing a smile kiss on the back of it.

"It'll be fun... I promise." He whispered to her.

Morgan said nothing but smiled back at him and kissed his cheek lightly.

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Morgan was caught breathless as they turned into a long driveway lined with trees and drove towards the house. Morgan gasped when they pulled up in front of the house. It was huge. It was practically a mansion. They lived on a large ranch. 107 acres is what Nick had told her. Big, but not too big. The property had a 7 bedroom house, a guest house, it's own small pond and creek on the edge of the property, a barn, a few stables, and a wide collection of animals. Most of the time Nick's parent weren't living in the house alone. They had guests or family staying with them and they always had people to help with the farm.

The house was huge and white, dark blue shutters, and a matching blue door. Complete with a gorgeous wrap-around porch with wooden rocking chairs and tables scattered on the porch. The landscaping was gorgeous. Willow trees, sunflowers, butterfly bushes, flowers in every color. It was all green, flourishing with beauty. Morgan had never been anywhere so beautiful. It was a very country house. Like the ones you'd see in movies. It seemed like something out of a movie.

Once they parked Morgan got out and her jaw dropped open. Around the back of the house was a fish pond filled with colorful koi. Morgan saw a dirt trail leading to a barn that was nestled between trees in the distance. She could see the guest house too, in the distance, that was the same color scheme as the house itself. She could see horses and stables out at the very end of her vision.

She felt Nick's body against her and he leaned over her shoulder from behind and kissed her cheek.

"Like it?" He whispered in her ear.

"Like it?" Morgan laughed. "I love it, I'm speechless!"

Nick smiled and grabbed his arms around her.

Suddenly a old, frail looking beagle wadded towards them and Nick grinned widely.

"Porthos!" He cried, running towards the dog.

He scooped the small dog into his arms and the dogs tail wagged happily. Porthos licked Nick's face and he laughed.

Nick walked over to Morgan and held the dog up for her.

"This is Porthos. He has been around forever, I honestly don't know how he is still here."

Morgan giggled and scratched the dogs belly.

Then Nick put the dog down and he trotted away. Nick pulled Morgan into his arms again and kissed her forehead.

Morgan took a deep breath of fresh Texas air and grinned happily.

Beau walked around the truck to meet them.

"Ya'll will be staying in the guest house for the month." He said.

Nick nodded and looked around to see other cars parked in the driveway that he obviously hadn't noticed before.

"Dad?" Nick asked, a confused look on his face,

"Yeah?" Beau asked taking the suitcases out of the back of the truck.

"Whose cars are these?"

Beau smiled. "Oh, you know your Mother. As soon as she found out she went around blabbing to everyone."

Nick chuckled. "That's her alright. But who's here?"

Beau just gave Nick a mysterious smile. "You'll see."

Beau picked up the suitcases and carried them onto the porch.

Nick held out his hand for Morgan and she took a deep breath before taking it.

Nick smiled. "Don't worry, I'm here."

Morgan smiled back and repeated his words in her head as they walked up the porch stairs. Don't worry. I'm here. Don't worry. I'm here. I'm here. I'm here.

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Well, I hope you liked it. I could have described the house forever but I just tried to keep it simple. That way, you can add your own ideas to the vision. Anyway, please review! Hope you enjoyed it!

Love you, thanks for reading!

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