A/N: This is a prologue, if you like it I will continue…
To say the least Anthony DiNozzo hated weddings, sure some day he would like to get married, but he wouldn't make anyone suffer by dressing up and pretending to be happy about coming. Guess I can't avoid any longer… Tony thought before getting out of his 1966 Ford Mustang.
"Hey dad, Melissa!" Tony greeted, God how old is she twenty two?
"Junior! So glad you could make it!" Anthony DiNozzo senior greeted.
"Hi Anthony it is so nice to finally get to meet you! How are you?" Melissa greeted with a thick New York* accent.
"Good, sorry I couldn't make it to the ceremony I had to work. How are you?" Tony asked.
"Wonderful! Your father is simply amazing!" Melissa cooed before giving senior a kiss.
"Well I am so happy for the both of you, but if you would excuse me I am going to head over to the open bar." Tony said giving them both a thousand watt smile.
"Please do, and thank you so much for coming!" Melissa said while giving him a hug. It really is a shame, good thing there is an open bar, I'm gonna need it! Tony sullenly thought.
"Thanks for coming junior!" Senior said, clearly wasted.
"Thanks for inviting me." Tony said sarcastically.
"When we get back from Fiji we are all going to have dinner, you understand junior?" He slurred.
"Loud and clear." Tony said wiping off the spit from his cheek.
"Enjoy your honeymoon!" Tony said giving Melissa hug good bye. That was the worst two hours of my life, at least I don't have to call Gibbs to haul my ass home. He thought.
A/N: Time setting note: This chapter is set in early season 1, however; the rest will be set in season 7. Don't worry I'm not abandoning Dear Tony… please review to let me know what you think! Please?
Molto Amore,
MJ