A/N: What up CSI fans! Thank you so much for the reviews, I'm glad you're still enjoying these little stories of mine, but I wouldn't be able to do them without you guys and your amazing prompts! This prompt comes from Vive Amore who simply requested some Morganders. So, I hope you enjoy!

P.S. *minor spoilers* Oh My CSI God. I LOVED 'Ghosts of the Past'! What an awesome episode for Greg! My heart was pounding like crazy when he went back to the slaughter house, so freakin' intense XD

Summary – Greg takes care of Morgan when she's sick. Fluffy Morganders :3

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Morgan Brody was feeling awful. She had a pounding headache and she couldn't stop sneezing and coughing. Her eyes were red and watering and she had to keep blowing her nose what felt like every 30 seconds. The CSI hadn't suffered this bad from flu since she was 12, and now all she craved more than anything was her mother's chicken noddle soup to make her feel better.

Morgan called DB to tell him she wouldn't make it to work, not wanting to infect anyone else or sneeze all over the evidence. She then called her boyfriend, Greg Sanders ,to tell him so he wouldn't worry, but naturally he did and told her he'd take the night off too to look after her. Morgan smiled at the sweet and caring thought, but she insisted she was probably just going to sleep most of the day anyway. Greg seemed a little hesitant but he eventually accepted Morgan could look after herself, but he said he'd come round after shift all the same.

After that, Morgan ate a light breakfast to keep her going and then clambered back into bed, relishing in the texture of the cool sheets against her slightly fevered skin. She slept for most of the morning, and after that took a blanket down to the sofa, huddling in it and watching crappy day time shows.

It was about 9pm when Morgan got a knock on her door. She got up to answer it after lightly dozing on the couch. She smiled widely when she opened the door to find Greg stood there with a worried frown and a kitchen pot under his arm.

"Hey, Russell let me off a couple of hours early to check up on you" he explained "How you feeling?"

"Better now that you're here" she said with a soft smile wrapping her arms around him and resting her head on his sturdy chest, Greg felt cool after being out in the chilly night air.

Greg kissed Morgan softly on the top of her head and frowned "You have a fever? Maybe you should go back to bed"

"It's only a degree or two" Morgan brushed it off and looked up at Greg "You know, if you keep those worry lines on your face you're going to end up looking 10 years older than you actually are" she teased.

"Well I'm sorry Morgan but I love you" Greg said holding her close again "of course I worry about you"

"I love you too" Morgan said hugging him again "But just stop acting like my mom okay!"

"No, I'm acting like my mom" Greg said with a roll of his eyes "If it were me, I'd be in the hospital right now with needles and wires sticking out everywhere"

"Just for a cold?" Morgan asked incredulously. "I won't even ask" she said when Greg gave her a look. "So what's in the pot anyways?" she asked curiously.

"Ah, this is my magic potion" Greg quipped as the pair made their way to Morgan's kitchen.

"So you mix potions and you can talk to ghosts. Is this your way of finally confessing you're a Warlock?" Morgan joked.

"Haha very funny" Greg said dryly, but Morgan could see he was trying to supress a smile. "This is one of my Grandmother's creations, but don't worry it's just chicken soup. An Old Norwegian recipe, it's about the only thing I can cook and not burn. It'll fix you right up" he explained.

"Mmm sounds good" Morgan said placing a hand on her hungry stomach. "You know, maybe it was really you I was craving all this time" she said thoughtfully. Greg was a little confused by this but he smiled all the same.

"You go sit down whilst I warm this up" Greg said gently ushering Morgan back towards the sofa "I just want you to rest, watch some TV. I'm here to take care of you now."

"Oh, yes doctor" Morgan said in a seductive tone. Greg went to kiss her but Morgan put her hand up to stop him "No, I don't want you getting sick too" she mumbled.

Greg sighed in disappointment "Alright then, just sit down okay. I'll be back in a few minutes"

"Aye aye Captain" Morgan replied as she flopped back down on the sofa and flicked through the TV channels. Greg returned about 10 minutes later with a bowl of soup for each of them and they sat together on the couch eating. "Greg, this is delicious!" Morgan said.

"Glad you think so" Greg said seeming impressed with himself. "I would hate to not be able to carry on some of my Norwegian heritage. Ya know, since I don't have Nana's 'superpowers' " he stressed.

"Mmm, well your grandmother would be proud" Morgan said with a smile. Greg smiled back in appreciation.

After they finished, Morgan went to go clean up, but Greg gently pushed her back down and said he would take care of it. Morgan smiled, feeling she had finally found the perfect man for her. She teasingly asked if this was going to be a permanent thing, Greg washing up, or if it was just because she was sick. Greg didn't reply.

When he was finished, Greg came back to join Morgan on the sofa. He traipsed his arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards him in a soothing embrace.

"So what do you want to do now?" he asked.

Morgan pondered this for a moment "I don't know" she replied.

"Come on, anything you want. I just want to be with you. I'll even sit through one of those chick flicks if you want" Greg offered giving her shoulder a squeeze. "What is it…The Notebook or something?" he teased.

"How soppy do I think I am?!" Morgan replied in mock outrage as she playfully slapped his leg. "I'd much rather watch a film with car chases and explosions. What good is a film if no one dies during a fight for victory?"

"See, I knew I loved you for good reasons" Greg said with a soft smile and went to kiss Morgan once more, but again she pulled back a little to stop him.

"No, I told you. I don't want you to get sick!" she reminded him.

"Well that's a risk I'm willing to take" Greg aid quietly before passionately kissing the woman he loved.

The next morning and the couple woke up in each other's arms after falling asleep on the sofa, watching an action film Morgan requested. Morgan was the first to wake, her eyelashes tickling Greg's cheek as she came to. The female CSI sighed in relief, she felt much better. Greg was a great healer. To say thank you for his efforts, Morgan decided to get up and make them Eggs for breakfast.

When she returned the female CSI looked at her boyfriend with a worried frown, although she was trying not to laugh.

"I warned you" she said "But you didn't listen!"

Greg had woken up with extremely red looking eyes as he held a palm to his slightly sweating forehead. He then broke out in a fit of sneezing and Morgan handed him a tissue.

"Well, it was worth it" Greg said with a weary smile before dragging Morgan back down onto the sofa with him. He tried to kiss her.

"Erm, no way!" Morgan said in mock outrage "I ain't getting sick again"

"Hey!" Greg said in a slightly offended tone "It's partly your fault I'm like this. I will have revenge" he said with a smirk before tickling Morgan playfully.

"No, stop!" she laughed.

This went on for a few minutes before Morgan leant back with a content sigh. She loved Greg very much and knew he would always be there for her.

In sickness and in health…

Oh…what's that I'm hinting at? ;)

Wow, I got a really nice set of prompts now, all really different things to work on. Some will be challenging, but I'm totally up for it! So, thanks so much for getting involved. I'm going through prompts in the order I get them at the moment, but do keep them coming!

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