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After dinner Tony, Dante, Gibbs, and Jack moved to the living room.

"So when is everyone due to start arriving?" Gibbs asked.

"Mom and Dad get here tomorrow morning and the squadron has been filtering in already. A few of the guys are staying with Flash, a couple decided hotel rooms were better since their wives were with them and only two can't make it till New Years." Tony smiled. "Pretty impressive turn out."

Dante looked at Tony and sighed. "They will always come when they are able Tonio. The only reason we don't gather everyone every year is because they do need to spend time with their own families. Given the choice you always will win hands down."

"Well we are a fun group. Not much left to get ready though, Jack. So we can sit and relax."

Jack looked at Tony with that piercing Gibbs stare. "You mean to tell me son, that you did everything?"

Tony swallowed realizing that he was on Dante's side. "Just a few things…not too much really...took it easy…" Tony muttered.

Gibbs was hiding his smirk as he watched what transpired; it was really too much fun to see Jack in all his grandfatherly glory.

Raising an eyebrow Jack continued. "Might want to speak up a bit son, don't think I heard everything."

"I might have done a few things. I honestly took it easy but I was bored."

Dante looked at Jack. "He did the majority of cooking too."

Tony's jaw dropped open. "Seriously Dante? You would throw me under the bus? Your own damn husband?"

Dante grinned at Tony. "Damn straight! When he doesn't behave and puts himself at risk, I'll throw him under the bus in a heartbeat!"

Tony slumped down on the couch. "I really did take it easy."

Jack smirked. "Taking it easy and you don't belong in the same sentence. You're just like Jethro, never did have a lick of sense when he was hurt. Always tried to do it all and never slowed down. Then wondered why it took twice as long for him to recover."

"Dad." Gibbs growled.

"True." Jack patted Tony's knee. "A lot of people care about you, nothing wrong with that or letting them help you till you're back on your feet. You can't tell me that you don't miss being in the air."

Tony grinned. "Ok…I give. I'll take it easy and listen or at least to the best of my ability. And you're right Jack. Not flying is killing me." He turned his head to look Dante in the eye. "For you I will sit on my ass and rest."

Dante grinned right back and leaned into whisper. "Don't worry; I'll make sure your ass is well taken care of."

Dante sat back up. "Since 'Superman' has everything under control, we can watch a movie and relax. I'll make some popcorn."

"Sounds like a fine idea. We can watch one of those holiday flicks you always go on about. Been a long time since I've seen them. Which ones have you boys got?"

Dante laughed from the kitchen and Gibbs struggled to hold in his amusement as well. Tony glared in their general direction before smiling sheepishly at Jack. "Have all of them Jack, as Twiddle Dee and Tweedle Dumb are inferring by their laughter".

Jack chuckled. "Nothing wrong with a hobby son, movies are one of yours. Bet you have a few. So which one tonight? I haven't seen Miracle on 34th Street in a great many years, how about that one?"

Tony stood to grab the movie. "Fine choice Jack. I always loved Edmund Gwenn as Kris Kringle." He smiled at Jack. "Makes you believe in Santa and miracles."

Jack reached out and squeezed Tony's shoulder. "Miracles come in all kinds of sizes and many different ways son. Some of us are a might grateful that you're here with us. A great deal to be thankful for."

Tony nodded, unable to find his voice as he sensed Dante's eyes on him. He met them across the room and found all the love that he held was mirrored there.

Tony cleared his throat. "Ok movie is ready and the popcorn and beer and a soda for me. Let's do this." The four men sat back and simply enjoyed the movie and each other's company. When it finished Dante looked down and smiled. Tony was asleep with his head on his shoulder and relaxed look on his face.

He looked at Gibbs and Jack. "He made the spare rooms in the back up for you two. If you need anything you know where it is, take whatever you need."

Gibbs looked at Jack. "I'll get the gear from the car. I already figured we'd spend the night and brought our stuff." Turning to look at Tony, he pulled the blanket down from the couch and covered them both up.

"You both look comfortable for the time being. I know you; you won't wake him up, so sleep." He ruffled Dante's curls as he walked by.

Jack smiled. "I'll cook breakfast in the morning; don't get to do that often enough. I'm sure you have everything I'll need in the kitchen."

Dante chuckled quietly. "You know he shops for an army, plenty of food in the house. Cook whatever you feel like, if you don't feel like it in the morning, I will. So no worries either way."

"Night son." He looked fondly at the two men snuggled on the couch. "See you two in the morning. Maybe we can hogtie him to a chair to keep him down"

"Won't be needed, you're here and he gets it now." Dante smiled. "He wouldn't want to upset his grandfather or dad."

Jack smiled all the way to his room.

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Tony woke to the smell of bacon and then realized he was still snuggled next to a warm body. Putting the pieces together, he realized that he had fallen asleep and Dante hadn't woken him up but instead slept with him on the couch.

There was a reason they bought the couch, it was comfortable as hell and fit both their long frames restfully together. It wasn't the first time and certainly wouldn't be the last that they had fallen asleep on it.

So that meant either Jack or Gibbs was cooking breakfast. All he knew was that it smelled wonderful and he was damn hungry.

Dante chuckled. "Got it all figured out now?"

"Yep. Let's go eat." Tony gingerly got up which wasn't missed by his husband.

"Sore?"

Sighing Tony nodded. "Just a little."

"Tylenol?"

"Yes, no pain pills. Too strong and I don't want to be knocked out for the day."

"Come on then. Get some food in you and a Tylenol it is. If it doesn't help, tell me. Ducky will be over later and maybe he has something that won't knock you out."

"Agreed."

They came in the kitchen and Gibbs noticed to tightness around Tony's eyes, grabbing the bottle he shook out some pills and put it by the cup of juice that came from Jack.

Tony reassured them. "It's not too bad, a twinge with an edge. Tylenol for now and if that doesn't work I'll ask Ducky if he has something that won't knock me out." He grinned inwardly at the three heads that nodded in agreement.

They sat down to a wonderful breakfast of eggs, waffles, homefries, bacon, sausage, and biscuits.

"This is awesome. Did you both do this?" Tony asked around bites of the waffle.

"Dad did it, I was merely the assistant." Gibbs winked at his dad.

Dante finished his bite. "Love homefries Jack. Thanks."

Jack smiled. "Glad to do it son. I miss cooking for more than one."

They all sat in companionable silence and ate. As they wound down, their stomachs happy and full, Tony took the pills and sat back.

"Go sit on the couch, read the paper, and then tell me what needs to be done or picked up." Gibbs spoke in a tone that brooked no disobedience and Tony got up and headed for the couch.

Jack whispered to Dante. "Could we get him to lie down in bed?"

Dante shook his head. "Nope. Too afraid he'll miss something. At least if he is on the couch he'll rest and feel a part of everything. Mom will rip into him when she arrives, Christmas or not."

Jack laughed. "You tattle on him?"

Smirking and looking totally non-repentant Dante replied. "Yep! They'll be here by 11a.m. this should be fun."

Gibbs chuckled. "Payback Dante?"

Dante's blue eyes narrowed playfully. "Sure as hell is."

The morning passed quickly as they cleaned up the kitchen. Jack made up a casserole for lunch later when the crowds arrived and what surprised them all was the fact that Tony fell asleep.

Dante and Jack brought the gifts out, placed them around the tree, and made sure everything was set. Gibbs heard the door and wondered who knocked so quietly when he answered it he was hugged by Rose.

"Jethro! So good to see you. Merry Christmas!" She whispered.

"Merry Christmas. Why are we whispering?"

"Dante texted me and said Tonio was sleeping. He's all right isn't he? He pushed himself too hard. I will make sure that he gets rest."

Gibbs chuckled. "He's sleeping. Ducky will check on him when he gets here. I just think he over did it and with the excitement of everyone being together. You know how he is."

Narrowing her eyes, she gave a firm nod. "I do indeed. Stubborn, doesn't know his own limits and thinks he can heal a lot quicker than he can." She looked at Gibbs. "Wonder where he got that from."

Gibbs raised his hands in surrender. "He was like that when I met him."

"True, but you are just as bad and he takes cues from you." She shook her finger at Gibbs. "Don't think you're innocent in this." She glanced at her son. "You either, Mister. And don't think I don't know why you told me about Tony. Keep it up and you're getting coal in your stocking." Suddenly her face lit up.

Jackson! It has been far too long. Dante told me he was flying you out and I was thrilled we'd get to see you. How are you doing?"

Jack walked up and hugged her. "Just fine, can't complain. Very nice to see you. Where's your other half?"

"Unloading the car." She motioned to her son. "Go help your father and don't think I'm done with you."

Smiling as he approached his mom, Dante leaned in to plant a kiss on her cheek. "I always knew Tonio was your favorite!" She swatted his ass as he headed out the door laughing.

Shaking her head as she looked at Gibbs and Jack, "So what is there left to do?"

"Nothing. I looked in the fridge and Tony has a bevy of platters and appetizers ready to go. Lasagna is ready and I see a bunch of baked goods wrapped." Gibbs shrugged. "We all looked and couldn't find anything that was lacking."

She walked over to the couch with a look of exasperation on her face. "You are too much Tonio." Gently touching his cheek before she smirked, "But you are in big trouble, Mister". Turning to look at Gibbs, "When is Ducky due to arrive?"

Looking at his watch before replying, "About an hour".

"Good. I want to make sure he's ok. And then I'll kill him."

Jack and Gibbs struggled to keep their composure and quickly went to help Dante.