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Chapter 12: Confrontation
Greg was still sat by Morgan's side halfway through the night, holding her hand. He hadn't slept a wink. He daren't sleep a wink from fear his wife and baby might begin to slip away again; he'd meant it when he said he wasn't going to let anything happen to them ever again.
Ecklie had been to visit his daughter, but Morgan had been sleeping. After learning Morgan was okay and not wanting to disturb her, the concerned father just kissed his daughter's forehead, and ran a hand through her hair with a sad smile. It was quite surreal for Greg to watch really, given that a couple of years ago he considered the stern Sherif to have the emotional range of a Vulcan.
Ecklie patted Greg on the back sympathetically before he left and gave him a small smile, the younger man smiled back. Greg appreciated the gesture coming from his father-in-law; he and Ecklie were never going to have a close relationship, but they made the effort to get on for Morgan's sake.
Nick arrived back at the hospital a little after Ecklie left. He told Sara to go home because she looked tired, and assured her he would stay with Greg and Morgan. Sara asked Nick to try and get Greg to sleep, because the poor younger CSI hadn't closed his eyes even once; he looked so scared and lost.
Nick quietly entered Morgan's room so as not to wake her, and just as Sara had said, Greg was sat looking sadly at his wife, his hand visibly shaking as he clutched onto Morgan's.
"Hey" Nick said softly to catch his attention. Greg turned to look at his friend, and the older CSI could see his eyes were filled to the brim with tears. "You need to get some sleep, Greggo" Nick said firmly, but caringly.
"No…No I can't leave them now" Greg said, his voice croaky from his exhaustion and emotion.
"So, you're just going to stay awake for the rest of your life?" Nick asked with a raised eyebrow.
"If that's what it takes" Greg replied.
"Well, you're not going to be much use to them if you're half dead" Nick said and the corner of Greg's mouth twitched up a little. "Go home, rest; I'll take care of them for you"
"I…I can't…not yet" Greg remained adamant.
Nick sighed "At lease come get something to eat?" he suggested, again Greg shook his head. "Coffee then? C'mon, we can talk"
Greg considered this. He was really tired… and he supposed he could use the caffeine rush to keep him awake. "Okay, just one coffee" he conceded and Nick smiled in triumph "But we have to be quick, I don't want to be away long"
"Sure thing" Nick agreed.
Greg kissed Morgan softly on the cheek and the baby bump, and then he and Nick headed to the cafeteria.
Everybody knew not to get in Conrad Ecklie's way on the most normal of occasions, but when the life and safety of his daughter was concerned, everyone knew you better stay the hell out of his way unless you wanted to be pinned up against the wall by your neck. The scowl on Ecklie's face was deep and his fists were clenched to fit with his hostile stride.
"Where is Kyle Davies?" Ecklie demanded to the officer in charge of the holding cells. The poor officer was so shocked by the violent tone, he simply pointed down the left of the hall.
Ecklie stopped when he came across the familiar looking man who was sat on the cell bench with his head in his hands. Kyle heard the strong footsteps stop outside his cell, and he looked up to see Ecklie with daggers in his eyes and his fists threateningly scrunched.
"Don't I know you from somewhere?" Davies asked, although he didn't seem to care.
"We met once before" Ecklie said, his voice dangerously low "Unfortunately, you used to date my daughter" he said, folding his arms strongly across his chest.
Kyle's eyes went a little wider "Oh"
"Yeah, oh" Ecklie mocked as he stood just in front of the bars "And after what you just did to her and my unborn grandchild…"
"What? Morgan's pregnant!?" Kyle said in shock "Hey man, I didn't know…"
"That doesn't matter!" Ecklie snapped "I'm going to make sure you stay behind these bars for a very long time, you're never going to see the light of day again!"
"Whatever" Davies said folding his arms cockily "You don't have enough evidence yet to connect me to that robbery…"
"Don't think these bars separating us will protect you for long" Ecklie warned with a smirk; Davies was beginning to look scared. "Besides it's not me or the evidence you really have to be worried about, it's Morgan's husband and his Texan friend who are gunna make you wish you'd never been born. You deserve everything you get"
And with that, Ecklie strode away, the smirk of satisfaction still on his face.
Nick and Greg had been sat in silence for a little while. Greg had been sat staring forlornly into his coffee cup, and Nick felt the urge to say something, but he wasn't sure what… maybe an apology would be a good start.
"Greg, I have to tell you something" the Texan said seriously. Greg looked up at him with a questioning expression "I just…I feel so awful and guilty…" he sighed, this time looking down at his own coffee.
"Nick, what is it?" Greg asked nervously "C'mon, you can tell me"
Nick took a deep breath "I was the one who was supposed to interview Davies" he confessed "And I just keep thinking that if I hadn't had asked Morgan to go instead of me, well then she and the baby would be home right now with you…this is all my fault and I'm so sorry"
Then much to the Texan's surprise Greg placed a gentle hand on his shoulder "I don't blame you, okay? And I know Morgan doesn't either, or Bump" he added and Nick gave a small smile "This is no one's fault other than Davies'… I mean I can't help but blame myself too, but that's just my fatherly instinct beginning to kick in I guess. I mean if I can't even protect my own child now, how am I gunna cope when they're born?"
"You're going to be an amazing dad, Greg" Nick reassured him "I have seen you grow up so much over the years, and I know that you're ready for this, both you and Morgan deserve this child and they're coming into one of the most loving families I know" he said sincerely "They're going to love you"
"Thanks" Greg said with a small smile "They're going to love their Uncle Nicky too" the older CSI smiled back at him and pulled the younger man into a quick hug. "You know, this coffee is God awful" Greg said with a grimace once they pulled apart.
"I know, who's stupid idea was this again?" Nick asked, and they both laughed.
"I better get back to Morgan and Bump" Greg said "You should go home though; I appreciate you looking out for us but I think…I think I need to be alone with them for a bit"
"Okay, man" Nick said patting the younger man on the back as he went to leave "I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?"
"Sure" Greg smiled, and then Nick left and Greg headed back to Morgan's room.
When he got there, Greg was surprised to find Morgan was awake, barely, as she was rubbing her eyes and yawning. Greg slipped into the room.
"Baby, what are you still doing here?" Morgan asked in confusion.
"I promised that I wouldn't leave you guys, sorry, I just slipped out for coffee" Greg said guiltily as he sat beside Morgan and took her hand.
"You have nothing to be sorry for" Morgan said firmly, squeezing Greg's hand back as she realised they were shaking; they soon stopped though under the care of Morgan's warmth. "Have you slept?" she asked.
"No" Greg said with a sheepish smile "I was scared that if I even closed my eyes for a second, you two would get hurt again."
"Baby…" Morgan said with a sad smile as she cupped Greg's left cheek with her hand; she could see the tears welling in her eyes "Bump and I really appreciate you taking care of us, but we couldn't stand it if anything happened to you either. You've been looking after us so much, you've barely been looking after yourself." She said worriedly "So please, go home and get some sleep"
"I can't" Greg protested "You know I…you know I can't sleep without you"
"Well, then hop on!" Morgan said scooting over on the bed.
"What? We'll never fit!" Greg laughed.
"Yes we will; you're only scrawny" Morgan teased "And Bump needs the company"
"Alright" Greg conceded and gently lay down on the bed beside Morgan, being careful not to squash Bump.
"Now, go to sleep" Morgan commanded.
"Mmm, yes ma'am" Greg smiled lightly and Morgan kissed his lips softly "I love you…" he whispered "I love you too" he added, placing a hand on the baby bump.
"We love you as well" Morgan reassured him.
And then this time it was Morgan who stayed up the extra ten minutes or so to make sure Greg was fast asleep. Once she was content her husband would be out for a while, Morgan snuggled close to Greg, happy they were all together once more.
The next morning, and Morgan was allowed to leave the hospital. The doctor had been a little surprised when she'd arrived to find the couple hunched up together on the small bed, but she found it unbelievably sweet how dedicated they were to each other.
After waking them up and giving Morgan one last check, the mother-to-be was given the pain killers and the couple left the hospital. Greg was supposed to be at work that evening but he said he'd call Russell and stay home. Morgan insisted that really wasn't necessary and she was probably going to sleep for most of the evening anyway.
So after spending all day together just watching TV, Greg reluctantly left for work, but not before making Morgan promise to call if she needed anything. As he entered the lab, Greg realised he was yet to confront Kyle Davies, and he most certainly had some bones to break.
"Hey, G" Nick greeted him as he was stood by reception "How's Morgan doing?"
"She's good" Greg said with a smile "I'm thinking about heading down the holding…wanna come with?"
"Oh, I think you know the answer to that" Nick smirked, and the pair went down to the cells.
"Can you open Kyle Davies cell for me, please?" Greg asked the officer calmly once they arrived and flashed their IDs.
"He's a popular guy today" the cop mumbled as he went over to the cell and opened the door.
Davies looked up in surprise, and then frowned in confusion at two men before him "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm Greg Sanders, Morgan's husband" the CSI explained calmly "This is my friend Nick, Morgan's like a sister to him"
"Oh" was the quite noise which escaped Davies' mouth.
"You and me, we've got a big problem" Greg said with venom in his voice as he strayed closer.
"Hey man, listen…" Davies stuttered out, but then Greg grabbed hold of his collar and slammed the guy up against the wall.
"You're lucky they're still alive" Greg said through gritted teeth "because if not then I would have made your last breath extremely painful, but you know what, that would have been too easy for you. You're going away for a long time, and you know what the tough guys inside do to weak little nothing's like you? They'll eat you alive" Greg smirked "You're gunna suffer, and you're gunna suffer bad, and that makes me feel great. You'll be sorry you ever crossed me" his eyes bore deep into Kyle's and the man was shaking. "You wanna add anything, Nick?" Greg asked.
"I think you pretty much covered it" the Texan replied "Although I'd maybe throw in a punch, just for good measure" he smirked.
"No!" Kyle cried "you can't…" but he was silence by Greg's fist connecting with his jaw and he fell to the floor.
"Have a nice life" Greg sarcastically "Or not… and I hope you think of our happy life as yours slowly and painfully rots."
And with that Greg strode from the cell, Nick following him. The officer hadn't even tried to intervene; he was so shocked.
"That felt great" Greg said with a sigh of relief.
"Well, good on you" Nick said.
As Greg walked from Kyle Davies, he hoped he'd never have to see the bastard ever again. Morgan and the baby were safe now, and that's all that mattered.
