"What is it, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked, getting right to the point.
"There's a couple of things." Tony said.
"Then you better start talking." Gibbs said.
"I know you aren't happy that I lied to you and kept my relationship with Charity a secret." Tony began.
"You could say that." Gibbs said.
"But I think you should get over being mad at me about it." Tony spit out really fast.
Gibbs raised his eyebrow at Tony. "Really?"
"Yes, I mean you keep giving me extra head slaps and giving me all of the crappy jobs and I have taken it, but I'm not going to take it anymore." Tony replied, sounding more confident than what he felt.
Gibbs assessed Tony for a moment. "Took you long enough." Gibbs said.
"Huh?" Tony asked, feeling confused.
"I've been waiting for you to stand up to me. About Time." Gibbs answered.
"So, you wanted me to say something?"
Gibbs nodded. "So, what else did you want to talk to me about?"
"I'm going to ask Charity to move in with me." Tony answered. "I feel that since you are her father, I should give you a heads up."
"Are you asking my permission, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked.
"No boss, Rule eighteen." Tony replied.
"Good." Gibbs said. "Is that all?"
"Yeah, boss." Tony answered.
Gibbs then pushed the button and the elevator doors opened. Gibbs stepped off and back out to the squadroom. Tony pushed a button and then headed down to autopsy. I'm going to ask her to move in tonight. Tony thought as the elevator descended.
Charity...
Charity stood with Abby outside of autopsy. They had been going to see Duckie, but instead had stood outside of the room for what felt like an eternity. "Come on Charity, I got over my fear of autopsy." Abby encouraged.
Charity shook her head. "I thought could do it, but I can't. I can't go in there."
"He won't be in the middle of an autopsy." Abby said. "No body should be out of the drawers."
Charity still shook her head. "I still know that there are bodies in there and that there have been bodies on the slab." Charity replied.
"Come on. I promise, it will be fine. Besides, you know Duckie will be excited to see you." Abby told her.
Charity sighed. "Okay, fine." she finally agreed.
Abby walked through the doors first, "Hey Duckie, someone is here to see you." Abby greeted cheerfully.
Duckie stood up from his stool and watched as Charity limped into the room. "Charity, my dear, it's so good to see you." Duckie greeted her, walking over to give her a hug. "And I see you no longer need a crutch."
Charity gave Duckie a weak smile. "Good to see you, too."
Duckie gave her a look. "Are you alright my dear?" Duckie asked. "You look a little pale."
"I'm fine." Charity answered, her breathing becoming heavy. "It's getting hot in here." Then her breathing became shorter and more labored.
"She's going to hyperventalate." Duckie said.
"I... have... to get... out... now." Charity managed between ragged breaths. She then turned and limped her way out of the room as fast as she could.
Charity leaned heavily against the wall and worked on slowing her breathing. The elevator doors came open and Tony stepped out. He looked over at her and became worried. He walked over and put a hand under her chin and coaxed her face upwards. "Are you alright?" He asked.
"Fine." She answered, still breathing heavy.
"What happened?" He asked.
Just then Abby and Duckie stepped out into the hall. "Charity, I'm so sorry I made you go in there." Abby said.
"It's okay, Abby." Charity answered, turning her head and giving Abby a weak smile. "I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?" Abby inquired.
"Yup." Charity answered.
"Well, I think you have had enough excitement for one day." Tony said. "You need some food and rest."
"Pizza and watching a movie?" Charity asked.
"Yup." Tony answered.
"Okay, let's go." Charity said, eager to get as far away from autopsy as possible and to be alone with her man. She said her good-byes to Abby and Duckie and then she and Tony headed out.
Tony and Charity soon arrived at Tony's apartment. "You go get comfortable and I'll order the pizza." Tony told her.
Charity nodded and headed into the bedroom. She reached into her drawer and pulled out one of Tony's t-shirts that she'd stolen and made hers. She slipped off her top and jeans and slipped the shirt on. When she walked back out, Tony was hanging up the phone.
"Pizza will be here in twenty minutes." He told her. "What movie are you in the mood for?" He asked her.
Charity walked over to the movie collection and pulled one out. "I think I'm in the mood for a little Bond tonight." She answered.
"Shaken, not stirred." He replied, doing his best Sean Connery impression.
Charity giggled. "You're pretty good at that, If you're not careful I may end up saying Oh James! in bed tonight."
Tony chuckled. "That could be interesting." He then walked over to her and pulled her into his arms.
Charity laid her head on Tony's chest and let out a sigh of contentment. She felt Tony's lips on top of her head. "I love you." She told him.
"I love you, too." He replied. "Alright, you ready to watch that movie?"
"Yup." Charity answered. She pulled away and sat down on the couch.
Tony popped the movie in the dvd player and then went to get changed into some more comfortable clothes. When he came back he pushed play and sat down next to Charity. She snuggled up to him and he wrapped his arms around her.
Soon the pizza arrived and the pair were digging in. After they finished the movie and the pizza, Tony scooped Charity into his arms and carried her into the bedroom, where he proceded to make love to her.
Afterwards they laid in bed, Charity wrapped in Tony's arms. "So, Ive been thinking." Tony began.
"Uh-oh, I'm in troible now." Charity said with a giggle.
Tony gave Charity a playful glare. "I was thinking, since you've been spending pretty much every night here and I love you and..."
"Tony, what are you getting at?" Charity asked.
"How about you move in here, with me?" Tony asked.
Charity smiled up at him. "You mean it? You want me to live with you?"
"Yes." Tony answered. "So, what do you say?"
"I say, yes." Charity answered and then kissed Tony.