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Chapter 8: First Meeting

3 weeks later and both Morgan and baby were progressing fine. Greg however, had gone into overprotective mode. He wouldn't let Morgan do anything around the apartment anymore, and had scolded her quite sternly for trying to lift some grocery bags onto the counter the other week.

But, Morgan just let him do it, because she knew how important it was to Greg they were having this baby. If she lost the baby, not only would Morgan never forgive herself, but the chances of Greg being able to conceive again were next to nothing since it was such a wonder the first time. Morgan appreciated it really, and found it kind of cute how fussy Greg was being.

Morgan was still suffering from morning sickness, but not as much as before, and the sudden bouts of dizziness were becoming less frequent. She was still pretty exhausted at work though, and so found her condition quite hard to hide form the others. She was happy to work cases with Nick, because obviously he knew about the baby and he could be just as protective as Greg, but Finn looked like she was onto something, and so Morgan tried her best to avoid the older woman.

The blonde found the secret hardest to keep from her dad. Ecklie seemed to notice that something was wrong with his daughter, and was keen to help in any way possible because he still felt guilty for not being there for Morgan when she was a kid.

The day before Morgan was due to go for the 8 week scan, Ecklie asked if she and Greg would like to go to a formal dinner with him which one of the governors he worked with had asked him too. Morgan happily agreed, wanting to spend more time with her father out of work.

So, on the night, Greg was stood readjusting his tie in the mirror whilst Morgan was in the closet, fretting over which dress to wear.

"What's wrong with the one you're wearing? You look gorgeous" Greg said with a smile. He wondered if there wasn't a man on earth who hadn't gone through this same routine at some point.

"It makes me look fat" Morgan moaned. The baby had been causing her to eat a lot more than usual over the past few days.

Greg couldn't help but smile and roll his eyes "Morgs, you're just being paranoid. You're only eight weeks, you're not showing yet!"

"Are you sure?" Morgan asked with a pout, as she turned to look at herself in the full length mirror and ran a hand down her stomach.

"Yes, I'm sure" Greg said coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder "And when you do, you're going to look even more beautiful, if that's possible"

Morgan smiled and turned to give him a kiss on the cheek "Thank you. You look very handsome too"

Greg smiled "Great, you ready to go?" he asked. Morgan nodded and the pair went to haul a cab.

Greg and Morgan arrived at the restaurant to find Ecklie sat around a table with older high class looking people, making the couple feel quite inadequate.

"Hey, M!" Ecklie called over to his daughter, getting up to give her a kiss and a hug, and then shaking Greg's hand. "Marcus, this is my daughter Morgan and my son-in-law Greg" Ecklie introduced them to man whose dinner it was.

"Nice to meet you two" the elderly men said getting up to shake their hands. "Please have a seat, and let's get you some champagne"

"Oh erm, no thank you" Morgan said sharing a nervous look with Greg as they took their seats.

"Oh c'mon, M" Ecklie encouraged as he poured them each a glass. "You've never been one to turn down the good stuff!"

"No, I guess not" Morgan said with a wobbly smile, and Greg squeezed her hand under the table, letting her know he'd think of something.

As conversation started up again after ordering the meals, Greg decided he needed to do something to draw attention from the fact Morgan wasn't drinking. So, as everyone else was in deep conversation, Greg quickly threw back his own glass, and then swapped it with Morgan's, so he ended up drinking both.

The couple started to have a good time. Morgan was talking to a sweet woman who was telling her about how her daughter was also a CSI in Chicago. Greg also got into conversation with a man who was interested in his book on Las Vegas history. But, near the end of the night Greg was finding it very hard to sustain conversation. People kept refilling his and Morgan's glasses and he was taking in double the amount of alcohol everyone thought he was, so he was beyond tipsy.

"Are you okay, son?" the man he was talking to asked when Greg's head started to drop a little.

"Yeah, yeah 'm fine" Greg said although his eyes kept blinking closed one at a time.

Ecklie noticed his behaviour. "Greg, can I talk to you for a second" he said sternly. The younger man staggered to his feet, and they headed over to the bar.

"Excuse me" Morgan said, feeling that her husband may need some defence against her father's wrath.

"How much have you had to drink?" Ecklie asked Greg incredulously. Greg just shrugged "Well don't you dare embarrass me! You may be married to my daughter now but that doesn't mean…"

"Dad!" Morgan hissed as she came to Greg's side. "It's not his fault"

"How is it not his fault!?" Ecklie retorted "He knows exactly how much he's consuming…"

"He's been drinking mine as well" Morgan explained.

Ecklie gave her a confused frown "Why?" he asked.

"Because I can't drink!" Morgan confessed, not knowing what else to say.

"Again, why?"

"Because…because I'm pregnant" Morgan blurted out, and Greg gave her a surprised look. Ecklie looked shocked, but Morgan just smiled, it felt good to tell him. "You're going to be a grandfather"

"M…that's…that's…" Ecklie stuttered, but then a rare smile broke across his face "That's great" he said, pulling his daughter into a tight hug, and then much to the younger man's surprise, Greg too. "I'm so happy for you guys"

"Thanks, dad" Morgan said pulling away "We wanted to kind of keep it a secret until we had the eight week scan, which is tomorrow actually"

"Greg, I'm sorry for snapping at you" Ecklie said. Greg's eyes widened in shock, since when did Conrad Ecklie apologise, to well, anyone? "Since I now know that you're just looking out for Morgan and the baby"

Greg waved his hand in dismissal "'t's fine" he mumbled, but then hiccupped and clapped a hand over his mouth.

Morgan laughed "I think I better get him home, thanks dad, we had a good time"

"Alright, but you just take it easy, okay" Ecklie said, giving his daughter one last hug.

Morgan took hold of Greg's hand and had to carefully guide him through the restaurant as he nearly kept stumbling into everything.

The couple got into a cab and Greg more or less instantly fell asleep on Morgan's shoulder. The blonde couldn't help but smile as she listened to her husband's soft snores. She kissed his forehead lightly and then placed a hand on her stomach. She had everything she'd ever wanted right there.

The next morning, and Morgan woke up to the horrible sound of Greg vomiting harshly in the bathroom. She went to get him a glass of water and smiled sympathetically at the sorrowful sight of her husband resting one arm on the toilet seat as he breathed harshly.

"Hey, aren't I the one who's supposed to be having morning sickness?" she teased, going to hand Greg a glass of water.

Greg just gave her a sarcastic smile, but then thanked her for the water "Don't you dare say I never do anything for you" he said, taking a sip of the cool liquid "I've been vomiting the past half an hour and my head feels like there's a drill going through it" he said rubbing a palm across his sweaty forehead "I swear to God, I'm never drinking again"

"Aww, I'm sorry sweetie, but we appreciate it" Morgan said, referring to herself and the baby.

Greg flushed the toilet and went to wash his face at the sink. Morgan put a comforting hand on his back and began to rub it in soothing circles.

"Urgh, what time is it?" Greg asked, wearily rubbing his eyes.

"It's nine; we have our appointment for the scan at eleven. You think you're up to going?" Morgan asked concernedly.

"Yeah, yeah of course" Greg said "I wouldn't miss it for the world"

Two hours later, and Greg and Morgan found themselves waiting for Doctor Ford to arrive. Both of them were extremely excited about being able to see their baby for the first time, but also nervous to know if it was progressing properly.

When Doctor Ford arrived, she smiled at the couple, and asked Morgan to lie down on the table. "Right, let's find your baby!" she said chirpily, and began to apply the goo like substance to Morgan's stomach.

Greg and Morgan held each other's hand, as they watched the screen intensely, waiting for the first sight of their child as the doctor moved the scanner around.

"And, there it is" Doctor Ford said with a smile as she pointed at the screen "There's your baby"

"That tiny little blob?" Morgan asked in surprise, but she couldn't help but smile at the sight of her and Greg's baby, and Greg was smiling too.

"Yes, your baby is only about the size of a kidney bean at the moment" the doctor explained. "But this is the head here…and you can see the legs starting to develop here" she motioning to the screen. "And you see this little flickering here?" the couple nodded "that's your babies heartbeat. They're developing perfectly, and your due date will be… June 25th"

"Wow" Greg breathed, his eyes glistening with tears of happiness as he looked at the tiny being on the screen. He squeezed Morgan's hand a little harder in joy.

"Okay, I'll print you guys off a picture and then we'll make your next appointment, which will be at sixteen weeks" Doctor Ford said.

She cleared the gel off Morgan's stomach, and handed over the picture and an appointment card. The couple thanked her and then left, still looking at the image of their baby in amazement.

"Well, this means we can officially tell everyone else now!" Morgan said excitedly as she linked arms with her husband.

"Yeah, but let's not tell my parents just yet…let's wait until after the baby is born" Greg said seriously.

Morgan laughed "Why?"

"Because you know that once my mom finds out she'll want to come live with us!" Greg said seriously. "She will rule our lives, and not let us do anything for the baby"

Morgan smiled "Well, I want her to be a hands on Grandma" she said.

Greg scoffed "You'll regret those words, Brody"

"Hey, it's Sanders now" Morgan reminded him, taking hold of his hand and squeezing it. "We'll see. We'll tell my mom and Jerry first then, and then everyone else at the lab. But we are not waiting that long to tell your parents too!"

Greg sighed in defeat "Fine" he said in an elongated fashion. He looked down at the picture of the baby once more and smiled "I still can't believe it"

"Me either" Morgan said "They look like you already" she teased.

"Oh thanks, you're saying I'm a blob now?" Greg said, poking his stomach and Morgan laughed. "I thought I'd put on a couple of pounds recently but jeez…"

"And you were moaning at me for saying I was fat!" Morgan said with a laugh "You're as skinny as a rail, honey"

Greg just smiled and rested his head on top of Morgan's "I wonder if they'll be a boy or a girl?" he pondered out loud.

"I don't mind" Morgan said "I'm just glad to be having a baby with you"

"Me too" Greg said, snatching a kiss from his wife's lips.