It was a couple of weeks later. Gibbs had already left to be the main instructor of boot camp. Charity had been spending the nights over at Tony's place. On this morning she woke up, wrapped in Tony's arms and tangled up in the sheets.
Tony kissed her neck and ran his hand down the length of her arm. "Good morning." He whispered in her ear.
Charity grinned. "Good morning."
"You know, I can't wait until the weekend." He said.
"Our little get away." Charity replied. "Where we will spend at least one entire day in bed."
Tony grinned. "You really know how to make me even more excited." He teased her.
"I'm a mind reader." She said. "And unfortunately, I have to get ready for work."
"Call in sick." Tony said. "I'll be sick, too."
"You know I can't do that." Charity responded. "And I can't have you calling in either. We have important work to do. We just have to wait until this weekend."
Charity then rolled herself out of bed. She headed for the bathroom and got ready for the day. Once she was ready, she walked out of the bathroom and headed for the kitchen. Tony was opening up a donut box. He pulled out a donut and put it on a paper plate. He'd already poured two mugs of coffee.
Charity grinned as Tony turned around. He handed her a plate and the coffee. They shared a kiss. "You're too good to me." She told him.
Tony grinned and kissed her again. "There's no such thing."
Charity took a sip of the coffee and then a bite of the donut. She took a few more bites of the donut and then she felt her stomach roil at the thought of another bite of the donut. She thought about taking another sip of coffee, but couldn't handle that either.
When Tony wasn't looking, Charity tossed the rest of the donut into the trash can. She didn't want him to know she wasn't feeling well all of a sudden. She didn't want him to worry. "Well, I'd better get going." She said, walking over to Tony and kissing him on the cheek. "I'll see you tonight. Love you."
"Love you, too." Tony said, kissing her back.
Charity was on her way to NCIS headquarters when her cell phone rang. She answered it. "Hello."
"Hey boss, we've got a case." Burley said. Then he gave her the location.
"Alright, I'll meet you there." Charity said, hanging up her phone.
Charity soon arrived at the crime scene. The scene was rather gruesome. There were two young Marines. They were badly beaten and bloodied. Charity felt bile rise up in the back of her throat at the sight before her. She swallowed it back down and composed herself.
Ducky was walking behind her. "Hello Charity." Ducky greeted her. "How are you feeling today?"
"Fine, Duck." Charity lied. They walked over to the bodies. Ducky knelt down and inserted the liver probe.
"Time of death would appear to be around ten hours ago." Ducky declared.
The team began to process the scene and collect evidence. After they finished, they headed back to NCIS. After a couple of hours, Charity's stomach had settled and she decided she could head down to autopsy. She found Ducky hard at work making the dead talk again.
"What have you found Duck?" Charity asked.
Ducky motioned for Charity to come closer. Then he pointed to something inside the body. "While it appears our Marine took a beating, that was not the cause of death. It was a bullet to the liver."
Charity looked at the bullet wound Ducky was pointing to and instantly felt her stomach heave. She had to run over to the sink and toss her donut.
"Charity, are you alright?" Ducky asked.
"I think I'm just coming down with something." Charity answered. "I'll be fine."
Tony...
Tony and Dan were at their latest crime scene. "So, when are you going to pop the question?" Dan asked.
"This weekend." Tony answered. "We're going away to a cabin in the woods."
"I see." Dan replied. "How you gonna do it?"
"I haven't quite figured that part out yet." Tony answered. "Maybe I'll just wing it."