"He seems like a good guy. Only a good man would do what he did. Only a man in love. I'm gonna be here tonight. You should go be with him, baby." Gibbs told his daughter.

Charity looked at her father. "But you've been missing all this time." She began to protest.

Gibbs patted her hand. "Yes, but when I left you were still a girl. Now you're a grown woman. I can't have you stopping your life just because of me."

"To tell you the truth, I haven't been living life that much, sonce everything happened." Charity replied. "I didn't go to prom in high school or really socialize much."

"Why?" Gibbs asked.

"Because, I felt guilty." Charity answered. "I felt like if I moved on, I was betraying everyone."

"But obviously things changed."

"Yeah, when I met Tony." Charity replied. "That's why I resisted him and pushed him away so much in the beginning. He dug into my past and found out everything. He forced me to talk about it. He knew exactly what I needed."

"Go to him." Gibbs told his daughter.

"But he told me to be with you." Charity countered. "He knows that I've missed you."

"Baby girl, I'm going to be in here for a little while." Gibbs told his daughter. "I don't want you to stay couped up here with me. Besides, if I could have one more day with your mother...just don't let time slip away."

Charity gave her dad a small smile. "Just because you've spent all this time away, and you're all gray, does not make you wise." she teased him.

"That may be, but I'm still your father, which means I outrank you. So go be with him."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Gibbs replied.

"Okay." Charity said. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek and gave him a tight hug. "I love you, Daddy. I'm glad you're home."

Gibbs held his daughter tightly for a moment. "I love you, Charity. I'm glad to be home."

Charity squeezed him one last time and kissed his cheek. Then she rose from the bed and headed out. Gibbs watched his daughter leave. Then a nurse came in, she was a middle-aged woman with short dark hair streaked with gray. "That your daughter?" The woman asked.

"Yeah." Gibbs answered. "The last time I saw her, she was getting ready to turn fourteen. Now she's a grown woman."

Tony...

Tony sat on the couch in his apartment. He had just slipped in the first season of Magnum PI and hit play. As he sat there, his mind wandered to Charity. He smiled as he thought back to a few hours ago when she scolded him and praised him all at the same time for his help.

She had slapped the back of his head and called him dumb, but then she had kissed him and called him wonderful and romantic, all in the same breath. Her personality was as firey as her hair and he loved that about her.

Tony's thoughts were interrupted by a knocking on his door. He hit the pause button and rose from his couch. He opened the door and saw his firey redhead standing on the other side, still in her black and kevlar. "I thought you were spending time with your dad." Tony said.

"See, while you tell me to spend time with my dad, he tells me that I should be with you." She replied. "I think he likes you."

Tony grinned at her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her body to his, and pulling her inside. Then he reached up one hand and closed the door. "Well, I'm glad he likes me, because I'm going to be sticking around for a while."

"I like that idea." Charity replied. "Now, I know this isn't a hotel room, nor do we have seventy-two hours..." She said, trailing off suggestively.

"You're starting to be able to read my mind." He replied, giving her a playful grin. Then he bent down and gently kissed her lips.

Charity wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer. As they kissed, Tony's hands expertly removed the gear Charity wore. They clumbsily made their way to the bedroom, throwing clothes on the floor as they moved. Once they were in the bedroom, Tony tossed Charity on the bed, eliciting a giggle from her.

Tony looked down at Charity. She was lying there on his bed, looking beautiful and her body was flawless, at least in his eyes. His eyes drank in every delicate curve, every luscious part of her. Then he climbed on top of her and let his hands and lips roam over her body and worship her curves.

Charity felt like her skin was on fire wherever Tony touched her. He snet thrills through her and made her so glad she came. Once again his lips were on hers. Then he trailed his kisses from her lips, over her cheek, until his lips were at her ear. "I love you." He whispered in her ear.

"I love you." Charity replied, breathily.

"Tonight, I'm going to love you like you've never been loved before." He told her, his voice thick with desire. "And leave you begging for more."

"Promises, promises." Charity teased. "But can you deliver."

Tony gave a growl and then plunged in, taking Charity and making her his. He continued to roam his hands over her and kiss her body. He brought Charity to the edge of desire and passion, they plunged over the cliff together over and over again.

Hours later, they lay tangled in the sheets and wrapped in each other's arms. Tony kissed the top of Charity's head and trailed his fingers down her arm. "So, did I deliver?" He asked, breathless, but his voice still teasing.

Charity grinned up at him. "Oh man, did you deliver." She replied, her fingers playing in his chest hair.

Tony chuckled and kissed her forehead. A while later, they fell asleep, their energy spent.