Sorry, haven't written in a while. I also really don't understand how to use this website :s I'm used to Wattpad. (I have some stories on there, not CSI but i'd love for some of you to check them out... I'll put up a link to my profile in my Bio, or maybe on here later... or maybe upload them here once I get used to using this website :p )
I don't own the characters in this story, or any of the other stuff, not to sure what I'm meant to write. Doesn't belong to me all stuff goes to the rightful owner... hope I did that right, genuinely can't remember what it's meant to be. :/
Sorry it's so short too, I find it really difficult to write long chapters, I find i stray from the point I'm trying to make...
Anyway I hope you enjoy the new chapter, and thanks to those who followed and reviewed! I honestly didn't expect a good response so thank you so much :)
Morgan arrived at the crime scene where she was greeted by Greg. "Hi." She said, trying to remain herself.
They processed the scene, Morgan only speaking when necessary. Hiding behind the crime, the evidence so she didn't' have to talk about the thing she dreaded the most. When they had finished she jumped into her car and drove straight back to the lab, not wanting to have to talk to anyone. When at the lab she went to drop some hair and blood samples off to trace. She placed the samples on the table and turned to leave when Hodges called her back. "Morgan are you alright?" He was puzzled since she normally stopped to say something to him.
"Fine thanks Hodges."
"You don't seem like yourself, that's all. I'm here if you need to talk Morgan."
"Thanks, that means a lot but it's nothing to worry about." And with that she turned and walked out. She made her way down the morgue. She was deep in thought about her conversation with Catherine earlier that day, and what she was going to say to Greg but she couldn't face the thought of how he would respond. She walked straight into Greg because she was so deep in thought. 'Shit' she thought.
"What's with you?" He asked "You've been acting strange all day."
"What do you mean?" Morgan shrugged, pretending nothing was wrong, she wasn't ready to tell him, not yet.
"You've barely said a word to me all day, and you aren't looking me in the eye right now! Did I do something wrong?" Greg feared he had hurt Morgan's feelings without realising it. The thought he could have hurt her was unbearable, but he couldn't tell her that. Truth be told he had no idea if what they had meant as much to her as it did to him, but all her wanted was for her to be happy, even if that meant he wouldn't be.
"Nothing's wrong…" She muttered and turned to walk away.
"Morgan wait!" He grabbed her wrist and she turned back to face him, still not making eye contact. "You can talk to me about anything; I'm always here for you."
She felt tears begin to form in her eyes, she looked straight down. "I can't right now Greg. I have work to do." She rushed off, made her way down the corridor as fast as she could, ignoring Greg calling her name. She headed for the bathroom and once there she proceeded to lock herself into an empty stall. She leaned against the cubicle war and slid down onto the floor, that's when she lost it, all her emotions came flooding out at once.