A few days later, Charity woke up in her bed, Tony holding her close. She rolled over to face him. She kissed his cheek. His eyes opened and he gave her a slow sleepy smile. "Good morning." He greeted.

"Good morning." She replied, smiling back.

Tony pulled Charity closer and ran his hands up and down her bare back, causing goose bumps to rise all over her flesh. "Looks like I'm giving you chills." He teased.

Charity grinned. "Yeah, now stop it." She said, playfully.

"Nah, I think I'll give you more." Tony teased. He rolled her over on her back and lay across her. He kissed her passionately, being careful not to bump her nose.

Thankfully the swelling had gone down some and the bruising was healing. Charity had to break the kiss after a few moments. "I have to get ready for work and so do you." She told him.

"Just five more minutes?" Tony asked.

Charity grinned and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. They kissed passionately for a few more moments and then broke the kiss. They got up and got dressed and ready for the day.

Charity was pouring herself and Tony a cup of coffee. Tony came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her body closer to his and bent down to kiss her neck. Charity giggled once again. "You just can't quit this morning, can you?" She teased.

"Can you blame me?" Tony replied. "You're gorgeous."

Just then the sound of a throat clearing came from behind them. They turned to see Gibbs standing in the doorway. "Hey Dad." Charity greeted. "I thought you were going to be staying with Pappy a couple more days."

"Obviously." Gibbs said, low, but loud enough for the young couple to hear. Then he spoke up. "Well, your grandfather decided that he needed to come and see you." Gibbs then stepped aside to reveal the elderly man with a cane and those same blue eyes as Charity and her father had.

"I had to come see my little short stack." Jackson said. Then he noticed Tony standing with his arms around Charity. "Or rather my not so little short stack."

Charity's cheeks flushed slightly. She pulled herself from Tony's arms and walked over to hug her grandpa. "Hi, Pappy."

Jackson let go of his cane and hugged her back and kissed her cheek. "I would ask how you've been doing, but it looks like you're being well taken care of. Are you going to introduce me or not?"

"Pappy, this is Tony. Tony this is my grandpa, Jackson Gibbs." Charity made the introductions.

Tony walked over and he and Jackson shook hands. "It's nice to meet you sir." Tony greeted him.

"Nice to meet you, too." Jackson replied.

They all stood there, in a awkward silence. "Well, I have to get going." Tony said. "It was nice meeting you, Sir." Tony said to Jackson. "Good to see you again." He told Gibbs.

"I'll walk you out." Charity said. She and Tony walked to the door.

"I'll see you later." Tony said bending down and giving her a quick kiss. "Love you."

"Love you, too." Charity replied.

Tony left and Charity was having to grab her stuff. She headed to tell her dad and grandpa bye. "I have to go to work." She said. She kissed each of them on the cheek. "Love you, both." Then she was rushing out the door.

"How long has she been seeing this Tony guy?" Jackson asked.

"A few months." Gibbs answered, grabbing himself a cup of coffee.

"What do you think of him?"

"He loves her." Gibbs replied. "When she was looking for me, he did something incredibly stupid to help her find me."

"What was that?" Jackson asked.

"He got himself caught."

Charity...

Charity soon arrived at NCIS, but was soon having to leave. She and her team were headed out on another case. Charity had decided to let Ziva drive the car to the crime scene. Burley and McGee were riding in a second car.

Ziva drove, in a very crazy and reckless manner. "Slow down a little, Ziva." Charity ordered. "Especially on turns."

"I know how to drive." Ziva replied, taking her eyes off the road for a moment, while she was making a turn.

"Ziva! Look out!" Charity said, just before their car plowed into on-coming traffic. Charity's air bag didn't deploy. Her head snapped back and then forward, hitting the dash, and knocking her out. Ziva's air bag did deploy.

Ziva was a little hazey and her vision blurry, but she looked over at Charity. She reached her hand over and gently shook Charity by the shoulder. "Charity, wake up." She said.

Charity didn't move. Ziva checked Charity's pulse, it was faint, but it was there. She could tell that she was breathing. "Ziva, what happened?" Burley asked, coming to the door.

"I..." Ziva began, but couldn't finish.

"McGee call 911." Burley ordered.

"I think someone else already has." McGee replied, a an ambulance arrived at the scene.

Burley spoke with the EMTs and then called the director. She said that she would assign another team to the case and that she would also make sure the calls were made to the proper people.

Burley hung up the phone and knew that there was one person that wouldn't be called. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number.

Tony...

Tony sat at his desk, looking over a cold case file. "I called you last night, but you didn't answer." Dan said. "I thought we were going to be meeting for wings last night."

"That was last night?" Tony replied. "Sorry, man. I was...otherwise occupied."

Dan gave Tony a knowing grin. "I see. You were with Charity."

"Yeah and I met her grandfather this morning."

"Oh really? How'd that go?" Dan asked.

"I'm not really sure." Tony answered. "Especially since I'm sure he knows I spent the night."

"Don't tell me you two were having a morning roll in the hay and he walked in on it?"

Tony laughed. "No, it wasn't that obvious. We were in the kitchen getting coffee and I was... paying a lot of attention to her."

Dan laughed and shook his head. "You're hooked man."

Just then Tony's cell phone rang. "It's Stan Burley." He said, reading the caller ID.

"The guy that works for Charity?" Dan asked.

"Yeah." Tony answered and then picked held the phone to his ear. "Hey, what's going on?"

"I thought you would want to know that Charity's being taken to the hospital. We were all on our way to a crime scene and she was riding with Ziva. They got into a car accident. Charity's knocked out."

"Just tell me which hospital and I'll be right there." Tony replied and then listened while Burley gave him the name of the hospital. "Thanks for calling me." Then he hung up.

"What's going on?" Dan asked.

"Charity's been in a car accident. She's on her way to the hospital right now." Tony answered.

"Alright, go and take care of her. I'll take care of things here."

"Thanks." Tony replied and then left.

At NCIS...

Director Shepard hung up the phone after speaking to Burley. Then she picked it back up and dialed Charity's home phone, hoping that Gibbs would be there. After a few rings he picked up. "Hello?"

"Hello, Leroy Gibbs?" She asked.

"I'm him." Gibbs answered. "Who is this?"

"It's Director Shepard of NCIS."

"Is something wrong?" Gibbs asked. "Is Charity alright?"

"She's been in a car accident and is on her way to the hospital."

"Which one?"

"Portsmouth General." Jenny tells him.

"Thank you." Gibbs says and then hangs up.

Jenny calls another small team of agents and has them go to the crime scene. Then she heads down to Abby's lab. When she arrives, Jenny is surprised to see Abby and Ducky talking. They both turn around at the sound of her approach.

"Director?" Abby asked. "What are you doing down here?"

"Agent Gibbs and Officer David have been in a car accident." Jenny answered. "They're being taken to the hospital now. I'm getting ready to head over, would you both like to come with me?"

"Yes." Abby and Ducky answered in unison.

As they rode to the hospital, Jenny was thinking about how much she dreaded the next phone call she was going to have to make. The call to Mossad Director Eli David. She decided she would wait until she knew Ziva's condition, for that call.