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This chapter contains spoilers for "Crime After Crime."

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Greg pulled up in his parking space at his apartment feeling more relieved than ever before. He had just come from a meaningful and overdue conversation with Marla James, and was now truly ready to get on with his life.

He got out of his car, his sunglasses hiding his red, puffy eyes that had been crying. He walked up to his front door and saw a welcome sight-Morgan Brody was sitting on the concrete outside his door.

Morgan looked at Greg with a caring gaze. She smiled when she saw him walking up.

Greg smiled back at the woman he'd been in love with practically from the first moment he saw her. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, you know," Morgan said as she stood up. "Just in the neighborhood, wanted to see someone that I thought I'd screwed up big time with."

Greg smiled softly. "This uh, person think they screwed up big time with you?"

Morgan reached for Greg's hand. "He shouldn't."

Greg took off his sunglasses. Morgan saw that he'd been crying.

"Where have you been?" she asked.

Greg sighed deeply. "I went to the cemetary." He watched as Morgan gave him an understanding smile. "I-I don't know what I was going to-to say or do, but I just...I had to go."

"It's okay," Morgan said as she gently squeezed his hand.

Looking into Morgan's face, Greg added, "His mother was there."

Morgan's eyes widened. She let Greg continue.

"Sh-she said she forgives me." Greg looked down at the ground, feeling fresh tears pool in his eyes. "She told me she was wrong to be so angry with me, that she didn't want to admit her son could do what I and the evidence said he did. And she asked me to forgive her."

Morgan felt her own eyes getting teary. "What did you say?" She asked softly.

Greg looked up at Morgan. "I said I forgive her." His bottom lip quivered as tears threatened to fall again. He wiped his eyes to try to keep them at bay.

Morgan took a small step towards Greg. Bringing his chin up with her hand to look him in the eyes, she said, "Now that was brave."

Greg offered a teary smile. Morgan took his keys that were in his hand and turned to unlock his door. Pulling him inside and shutting the door behind them, Morgan pulled Greg into a hug. Both of them allowed tears that they'd been holding back fall freely.

When they pulled away, Morgan cupped Greg's cheek in her hand. "I know you felt responsible for what happened to me, but it's not your fault."

Greg sighed. "I know."

Morgan softly smiled. "I know what happened to me was different than what happened to you, but I get that you know how I feel. Thank you."

Greg said nothing, but gave Morgan a gentle smile.

"You know," Morgan said. "I was scared on that chopper." Greg closed his eyes and Morgan rubbed her thumb across his cheek. When he opened his eyes, she added, "I know what happened to me wasn't my fault, or yours."

"I know," Greg said softly. "I know that what happened to me and what happened to you were because of-of choices made by someone else.

Morgan smiled softly. "I guess Catherine was right." Greg looked at her, puzzled. "After you left, Catherine talked to me. She told me you guys are family. And you protect and love each other.

Greg caressed Morgan's cheek in his hand. Looking into her eyes, he said, "We're family."

Morgan smiled and nodded. She had come to feel that of all the teams she'd worked with, this team was where she was meant to be.

Chuckling softly, Greg said, "I think we've done more for each other these past couple of days than all the counseling sessions we've had put together."

A beautiful smile crossed Morgan's face as she and Greg shared a laugh. Both felt that a gigantic weight was lifted from their shoulders.

Greg closed his eyes as Morgan rubbed her thumb across his cheek, wiping away a tear. Looking into his beautiful brown eyes, Morgan said, "I wish I could have been there for you...like you've been here for me."

A soft smile crossed Greg's face. "I don't...I feel like I haven't done anything."

"Yes you did," Morgan softly insisted. "You were there if I needed to talk on the phone or-or just do my job without thinking everyone was treating me like I would break down. You-you saved me."

"You are worth saving." Greg held her gaze.

Without a moment's hesitation, Morgan leaned up and gave Greg a soft kiss on the lips. She pulled away just long enough for both to look in each other's eyes.

"Wow," Greg said in almost a whisper. Morgan smiled as Greg pulled her close for another kiss. This one was slow and passionate, and neither wanted it to end.

When they finally broke apart for air, they rested their foreheads against each other. Neither of them wanted to break apart. But Greg's cell phone rang and both sighed.

Greg pulled the interfering device from his pocket and answered it with, "Sanders."

"Greg, there's a 419 at a private birthday party," Russell explained. "Catherine's going to join you there and I'll meet you."

Morgan watched as Greg listened to their boss. "Yeah, I'll be there in twenty minutes," he told him. Hanging up, he looked at Morgan, feeling more love for the young woman than he thought he ever felt for anyone.

"Work?" Morgan shrugged.

Sighing, Greg said, "Yeah. Life has to go on."

Morgan smiled. "Yeah."

Greg looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and took her hand. "I'm sorry I got mad earlier...and I'm sorry I didn't tell you about everything that happened."

Morgan smiled and cupped Greg's face in her hands. "It's okay. Really."

Smiling, Greg captured Morgan's lips in a brief kiss. "I'll see you."

"Yes you will," Morgan said with a grin. She released Greg and turned to leave, feeling happier than she had in a long time.

Greg felt that he was truly happy and okay for the first time in years. He smiled as he watched Morgan walk to the door.

Turning to face Greg, Morgan smiled. "See you at the lab?"

Greg's smile grew wider. "Yeah."

Holding the door open and watching Morgan get into her car, Greg realized he was honestly in love with the beautiful CSI. He didn't know if it was because he had had a crush on her since he first saw her in the lab, or if it was because he and Ms. James had truly forgiven each other. He felt that a tremendous weight had been lifted from his life and he could truly move on.

And he wanted Morgan in his life for good.

TBC...