"Let me get a look at you. You're just as beautiful as your mother was."

"You look good, too Grandma."

"So, Charity is the stubborn granddaughter you were telling me about?" Senior inquired.

"Yes." Joanne answered. "And you were just about to introduce Charity as your future daughter-in-law?"

"Yes." Senior answered.

Joanne turned back to her granddaughter. "Well, then we have to celebrate. You've finally found a man."

Charity gave her grandmother a stiff smile. "Thank you so much for that."

"I'm just surprised that you were able to find anyone. I mean with as busy as you are with your job." Joanne replied. "So, how did you two meet?" She turned to Tony for the last part.

"Well, I'm a homicide detective with Metro Police and we ended up working a couple of cases together." Tony answered, putting his arm around Charity's waist and pulling her closer.

Charity instantly felt comforted by Tony's touch.

Joanne nodded. "Well, it's about time something good came from that job of yours." She told Charity.

Charity had to hold in her reaction. She didn't want to make a scene here. She felt Tony's arm tighten around her, reassuringly.

"So, how long have you two known each other?" Tony asked Joanne, referring to her and his father.

"We met a a fund raiser like this one, a couple of months ago in New York." Joanne answered.

Senior stood beside her. "I walked in and noticed her from across the room. How could a man not notice a stunning beauty like this?"

Joanne laughed. "Oh, you're such a charmer." She replied. Then she leaned in and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. Then she turned her attention back to Tony and Charity. "So, have you two set a date yet?"

"Not yet." Tony answered.

"Well, when you do, I insist that you let me pay for the wedding...and I can hire you a wedding plannner. All of it as my gift of course." Joanne replied. "We'll have a big wedding."

"Grandma, no. That's not necessary." Charity replied.

"Yeah," Tony agreed, "I don't think we're the big wedding kind of people."

Charity felt relief wash through her. If it weren't for Tony, she wasn't sure how she would be able to handle her grandmother at that moment.

"Well, if you change your mind, let me know. I mean She is the only granddaughter I have left." Joanne replied.

"Junior, why don't we go get these lovely women something to drink?" Senior suggested.

Tony gave Charity a questioning look. She nodded. Then he bent down and gave her a tender kiss on the lips before he and his father headed over to the bar. Once they were gone, Joanne looked at her granddaughter. "I'm glad to see that you've been doing well. It looks like you've found yourself a wonderful man."

"Tony is the best." Charity replied, unable to keep the fond smile from coming across her face.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Tony and Senior returned. Senior handed Joanne a glass of champaigne. Tony gave Charity a glass of sparkling water. "Well, I propose a toast." Joanne said. "To Tony and Charity and a bright and happy future."

Charity was debating with herself. She knew that Senior needed to know about the fact that he was becoming a grandfather. She wasn't quite as sure about wanting her grandmother to know, but since Joanne was dating Senior, she would be likely to find out anyway. She then looked up at Tony. They shared a moment of wordless communication, then he nodded.

Charity turned and watched as Senior and Joanne sipped from their glasses. "And to the baby we are bringing into this world in the next few months." She announced, placing a hand lovingly on her stomach.

Joanne's eyes widened and she swallowed hard on the champaigne, which caused her to couch slightly. After she ceased coughing, she looked at Charity. "You're pregnant?"

Charity nodded with a smile. "Yes. Tony and I are having a baby."

"You mean, I'm gonna be a grandpa?" Senior asked.

"Yes, Dad." Tony answered.

Senior smiled. "That's wonderful." Then he moved to Tony's other side and clapped him on the shoulder. "Good work, son."

Charity was having to bite back a giggle. Senior did crack her up.

"You're engaged and I'm finally going to be a great grnadmother. This is a wonderful day." Joanne said.

The group continued to talk for a while longer and then Joanne spotted someone else she knew. She decided that she had to do some bragging, so she took Charity by the arm and led her away to a group of other older women.

"Another young DiNozzo will be entering the world, that's just wonderful." Senior told his son. "It didn't take you long to plant the seed, Junior. That's my boy."

Tony laughed slightly at his father. "Dad." He said, in a slightly scolding tone.

"You can't blame me for being at least a little bit proud." Senior replied.

Tony looked over at the group of women that Charity stood with. They were all rubbing Charity's stomach. She looked agitated by all these women touching her stomach. Then she looked up at him. The look in her eyes screamed, Help me!

"Excuse me Dad, but I think Charity needs rescued." Tony said, putting his glass down on a nearby table. Then he headed over to the group of women. "Excuse me ladies, but I'm going to steal my fiance back." Then he took Charity's hand and led her out on the dance floor.

Tony put one arm around Charity's waist and used the other to hold her hand. Charity smiled up at him and pulled herself close, as they danced. "Thank you." She told him.

Tony grinned. "You can thank me properly later tonight, when we get back home."

Charity grinned back. "You're terrible." She teased.

"And you love every minute of it." He replied, dipping his head down for a quick kiss. "So, were you hoping for your grandmother to spew her champaigne all over the place, earlier?"

"Maybe." Charity answered.

"So, what's the story with you and your grandmother?"

"Long and complicated." Charity answered.

"I've got time."

"Well, Grandpa died when I was about six. About six months later, Grandma remarried. He was very wealthy. She tried to make me a prim and proper lady and well, Daddy won and got a lady who doesn't take crap from anybody. We've clashed several times. Then when I was fourteen and she tried to get custody of me and I chose to stay in my home and let Mike Franks be my guardian, things got a little hairier."

"I see." Tony replied.

"She really hated it when I went to college for criminal justice." Charity told him. "Especially when I wouldn't let her and William pay for it."

"How did you pay for college?" Tony asked.

"Scholarships, grants, and a job." Charity answered. "A job that I took mostly because she hated it."

"What was this job?" Tony asked, intrigued.

"I worked at Hooters."

"You still have the orange shorty shorts and the white tank top? I could think of a few ideas for those."

Charity giggled. "How did I know you would like that part?"

"Because my mind lives in the gutter." Tony answered, a grin on his face.