Morgan's P.O.V.
-RINGING-
"Oh sorry."
I pulled away from Greg as he started to blush.
"No its fine."
"Ill be right back, promise."
"Ill hold you to that promise."
"Haha."
I smiled as I walked into his bedroom, it was Russell.
"Hey Russell."
"Sorry Morgan I know your meant to be off but I need you in."
"Why whats happened?"
"Mass grave has been found."
"Oh."
"Yeah I know, there is evidence I believe to the case CSI Findaly that I had to fired her for. So its all hands on deck. After this you'll get a week off sound good?"
"Yeah sure, I'll be there in half."
"Thanks again. Ill text you the address, pick up Greg by the way."
"Will do. Bye."
I walked back in to the living room see Greg there looking cute as. He looked concerned.
"Whats wrong?"
"We've been called in, mass grave."
"Oh."
"Yeah I know. Russell believes its the same case that he had to fire Findaly for."
"Oh really not good."
"By the way Russell said I had to pick you up and give you a lift."
"Really did he say that?"
He started to laugh. He silently muttered "Russell and his match making."
"He's a bit late for that, don't you think?"
"Haha guess so." He stuck his tongue out at me.
"And I get to drive!"
"No way!! I wanna drive."
"Russell said!"
"I don't care what Russell said."
"You ain't driving girlfriend." I then stuck my tongue out at him.
"You can drive if...-he then smirk a little- I get a kiss."
I walked over to him, placing my hand on his cheek moving in closer.
"Deal."
