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Chapter 3

Morgan kept shaking her head.

"This can't be!" she said. "Tim would never do something like that!"

"Then why is his fingerprint on a broken surveillance camera?" Greg wanted to know.

"I… I don't know, but he couldn't have robbed that store!" Morgan refused to believe her ex-colleague would do something like that, in spite of how much she hated him. He worked for the police, why would he suddenly go breaking the law?

"Look, I understand it's hard to believe someone you know would do a thing like this, but we have to talk to him," Greg softly said, taking her hand. She quickly nodded. "Yeah, you're right. He'll explain this, no problem. Let's go see if he's still talking to Hodges."

They left the fingerprint lab and walked to Hodges' trace lab. To their surprise, he was alone.

"Where is Tim?" Morgan asked.

"Oh, he left," Hodges simply said. "I have your results, by the way. The threads you found at the crime scene were cotton. Nothing special, just black cotton, which is used for a lot of clothes. I know you're disappointed I didn't find anything else, but even guys like me have an off day sometimes! Not often, of course…"

"Do you know where he went to?" Morgan asked, completely ignoring Hodges' last words.

"Eh, I think he went back to his hotel," Hodges said, clearly surprised she didn't respond to what he had just said.

"Do you know which hotel?" Greg asked.

"No, he didn't tell me," Hodges confessed. "Sorry…"

Greg looked at Morgan. "Do you still have his phone number?"

"No, of course not, I deleted his number as soon as I decided to leave LA!" she said. She sighed. "We'll tell detective Jenkins, he should be able to find him."

"What's going on?" Hodges asked. "Why do you need to find Tim?"

"Never mind," Morgan quickly said. "Thanks for the results, David, appreciate it."

She left the Trace lab and went back to the fingerprint lab. Greg, who had of course followed her, softly asked: "Want me to go over to Ballistics and see if they have any results for us?"

To his surprise, Morgan shook her head. "No, it can wait till tomorrow. Can we go home, please? I need to get away from all of this!"

"Sure," Greg said with a quick nod. He locked their computer and made sure all the evidence was safely put away before they walked to the locker room together. They grabbed their things and walked outside together as well. If anyone saw them and would start asking questions, they decided Morgan would just say she had car trouble and Greg was giving her a ride home. They didn't run into anyone, however, and as soon as they had left the LVPD parking lot, they could forget about having to hide their relationship. Morgan leaned back into her seat.

"I just can't believe Tim would be involved in something like this!" she sighed. Greg took her hand and squeezed it gently. "We were going to put this behind us for a while, remember?"

Morgan smiled. "Yeah, I remember… So, it's after shift, tell me all about Nikki!"

Greg grinned. "Sure! I'm telling you, you have nothing to worry about! I met her years ago, when her older sister was in my class. I confess, I had a huge crush on her sister back then, but it never worked out! We did meet thanks to her sister, though. You see, her sister knew I had a crush on her, so she figured she could easily use me… She asked me over to her place, knowing I'd see it as a date, but when I got there, she was getting ready to go out with another guy and she needed me to babysit her little sister… The little girl was crying her eyes out, it was so sad to see her like that! It nearly broke my heart, to be honest, so I decided to stay and that was the beginning of our friendship! I babysat her a couple of times more after that and when she got older, I helped her with her homework and she would help me study for my tests. Over the years, we've just gotten really close and we basically tell each other everything. She's my best friend, almost like a little sister! I don't know why I haven't told you about her while I told her everything about you… I guess that for the past few weeks I've just been thinking about you and kinda forgot about her… I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to keep her a secret! But I swear, there's nothing going on between us! I could never date her, not even if they'd pay me to go out with her!"

Morgan smiled at him. "You don't have to be sorry, especially not after saying you've been thinking about me! Or are you just trying to get me in a good mood?"

He grinned at her with a slightly guilty look. She grinned as well. "It's okay, I don't have any problems with Nikki! I was just surprised to find out about her, that's all."

"Just as surprised as I was to find out about your ex-lover from LA?" Greg said. She made a face. "Please! You know why I didn't tell you about him, I was hoping I'd never have to see him again! And you don't honestly believe I would go out with him, now do you? The guy's a living nightmare!"

Greg parked his car in front of his apartment building and smiled at her. "I thought we were going to forget about him for a while?"

With a guilty look on her face, she smiled at him. "You're right, I'm sorry… But you mentioned him first!"

Greg smiled back at her. "My turn to say I'm sorry, I guess…"

Morgan took his hand and pulled him a little closer. "You're forgiven! But I could still you a little distraction… Any ideas?"

As answer, he kissed her.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'!" she smiled, wrapping her arms around him to kiss him again.

A few hours later, they were woken up by the sound of Greg's cell phone beeping. Morgan groaned while she wrapped her arms around him even tighter. "Don't look, please!"

She could feel he wasn't doing as she was asking.

"It's a text from detective Jenkins," he told her. "He's found Tim and he's bringing him in for questioning. He wants to know if we want to be there as well…"

Morgan groaned again. "I want to stay here!"

She looked up at him and gave him her saddest look. "Please?"

He looked back at her. "Don't do this, you know I'm no match for your begging look!"

Slowly she started kissing him, again and again until he finally responded. After a few more kisses they both realized this was going to lead to a whole lot more, which they couldn't give in to right now.

"After shift?" she asked, slowly kissing him one last time.

"You bet!" he whispered back in her ear. He stole a quick last kiss before he got out of bed to get dressed.

"Do you think we have time to go by my house for another pair of clothes?" Morgan asked, sitting up with the covers wrapped around herself. Greg looked at the clock. "I don't know… Detective Jenkins texted me a little while ago already, I'm not sure how long I can keep him waiting…"

"Never mind then," she decided. "I'll just wear the same clothes two days in a row! That's not a crime, is it?"

"Maybe it's time to move some of your clothes to my place…" Greg suggested, a little hesitantly. They had only been going out for about a month, wasn't it too soon for something like that? To his relief, Morgan smiled. "Yeah, that's a good idea! We'll go to my place after shift and I'll pack up some stuff that I can keep over here. And maybe you can do the same, that way it'll be much easier to just spend a night together!"

"Definitely!" he agreed, still happy she didn't think his suggestion came too soon. He wanted to say more, but a beep from Morgan's cell phone told them both detective Jenkins was waiting for an answer.

"I'll get dressed, you text him back," she decided, tossing him her cell phone.

After they both had gotten dressed and quickly grabbed something to eat, they hurried over to LVPD. In the locker room, they ran into Sara again.

"Hey, guys!" she greeted them.

"Oh, hey, Sara!" Morgan said. Unsure, she looked from Greg back to Sara. "I, eh, had car trouble, so Greg offered to give me a ride."

"That's really nice of you, Greg, especially considering you don't live anywhere near each other," Sara answered. She looked at Morgan. "Weren't you wearing those exact same clothes yesterday as well?"

"I like this outfit, I wanted to wear it another day," Morgan quickly responded. She smiled nervously. "Nothing wrong with that, is there?"

"Oh, no, of course not!" Sara said.

"If you'll excuse us now, detective Jenkins is waiting for us!" Greg ended the conversation. He gently pushed Morgan out of the locker room. As soon as they were walking down the hall, she whispered: "She's onto us, I just know it!"

"She's not onto us," Greg tried to reassure her. "And even if she is, it's not like she doesn't know anything about sneaking around herself. She kept her relationship with Grissom hidden for ages!"

"Hmm," was Morgan's only response. They had arrived at the interrogation rooms, so they had to end the conversation. Morgan decided to just watch the interrogation, while Greg went inside with detective Jenkins. Tim was sitting at the table, smiling and looking very comfortable.

"Hey, you didn't have to bring me in for questioning just to talk to me again!" he laughed. "Where's Morgan? I thought she'd like to see me again!"

"Mr. Johnson, you're staying at the Paradise Hotel," detective Jenkins said. "Did you know there was a robbery at the hotel's store just yesterday?"

"Really? No, I didn't know!" Tim said, sounding honestly surprised.

"You didn't know? Oh… I suppose you don't know either why your fingerprints were found on the security camera in that same store?" Detective Jenkins sounded less friendly already. Tim looked at the photo of the fingerprint Greg showed him.

"My fingerprint?" he said, still sounding surprised.

"Yes, your fingerprint," Greg nodded, pointing at the photo. "I found this one, plus a few partials. How did they end up on that security camera?"

Tim stared at the photo. Suddenly he started laughing. "Oh, I remember! I heard this girl at the hotel store complain to someone else the security camera wasn't working properly, so I offered to take a look at it. Ask Morgan, she knows I'm a genius when it comes to cameras!"

Greg had no doubt Morgan would have a completely different opinion.

"So your prints ended up on the security camera because you tried to fix it?" detective Jenkins summarized his story. Tim nodded. "Exactly! Come on, I work for LAPD, you don't believe I would rob a hotel store?"

Detective Jenkins tried asking some other questions, but Tim insisted his print had ended up on the camera because he had tried to fix it. He denied having seen anyone from the company the hotel had called to fix the camera and when he was asked where he had been during the time of the robbery, he said he had been in his room watching a pay-per-view movie.

"You can check, I'm sure it shows up on my hotel bill!" he said. Greg excused himself and left the room to join Morgan on the other side of the mirror window. She looked at him with a sad look. "I'm not sure if I believe him anymore… I want to believe him, because the Tim I know would never do something like this, but I just can't anymore… His story is just too vague!"

"I'll check with Nikki to see if she remembers complaining about the broken camera," Greg promised. "If she does, he might be telling the truth after all."

"You'd do that for me?" she said, clearly touched by his offer. "That's really sweet of you… I know Tim's a real pain and everything and I know I said I wanted him behind bars, but that was before I knew he might actually end up there…"

Lovingly, Greg ran his hand through her hair. "I know… We'll talk to Nikki and we'll see what she says, okay?"

"Okay…" Without thinking about where they were, she hugged him. He knew it was wrong, but he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. She needed a hug right now, he could sense that and he was more than happy to give one to her.

"What's going on here?"

They quickly broke apart and turned around, only to see Morgan's father Ecklie standing in the doorway.

"Dad, hi!" Morgan quickly put a strand of her hair behind her ear, suddenly feeling very nervous.

"What's going on here?" Ecklie repeated. He looked angrily at Greg.

"Dad, it's okay, it's nothing!" Morgan called out, stepping forward. "I was just feeling a little down because one of my ex-colleagues is a suspect in an ongoing case and I just needed a little cheering up, that's all, honestly! We didn't do anything wrong, I swear!"

Greg decided to keep his mouth firmly shut about last night. He had a feeling Ecklie wouldn't count that as doing nothing wrong…

"Hmm," he said, just as Morgan had done before the interrogation.

"Dad, honestly, it's nothing!" Morgan insisted. "Look, we have something we have to check, I'll talk to you later, okay?"

Without waiting for his answer, she left the room. Greg quickly followed her.

"Just keep walking," she hissed through her teeth. "We'll talk about this later!"

They went to Greg's office, where he called Nikki from his desk phone. The girl denied having complained to anyone about the broken camera.

"I would never do something like that, I'd get fired straight away!" she said. "And I don't remember anyone coming in to fix that camera. If he touched the camera, it must have happened before I started my shift. I started at six A.M., I've got the early shift all week. Or at least I had, until they closed the store because you guys need to investigate! If they cut my pay check this month, Sanders, I'm having dinner at your place all of next month!"

"You're more than welcome!" Greg grinned before he hung up. He told Morgan what Nikki had said about dinner first to cheer her up a bit. Unfortunately, she realized what he was trying to do.

"Tim lied, didn't he?" she said. Greg slowly nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorry, Morgan, but it looks like he's the one who broke the camera."

She signed. "I know… But it doesn't necessarily mean he robbed the store, does it?"

"No," Greg reluctantly agreed. "Let's go see what Ballistics has to say, okay?"

They walked over to the Ballistics lab, where they were told the bullet they had found was a 9 mm, which had been fired from a Glock. Greg didn't want to, but he knew he had to ask: "What kind of gun does Tim carry?"

Morgan looked at him. "I think you know already… I don't like it, but it really does look like Tim's the one we're looking for."

With an unsure look on her face, she asked: "Did I really just say that out loud?"

"Yes," Greg and Xiomara both said at the same time. Morgan sighed. "I was afraid of that…"

Xiomara shook her head. "I don't get why you're making such a big deal out of this. All I've been hearing is how much you hate Tim and how happy you were that you could leave him behind in LA. If I were you, I'd be totally siked about making him sweat a bit as revenge!"

The words Morgan answered, came as no surprise to Greg: "I guess I'm not the kind of girl who wants revenge. I just want to forget all about him."