So, lovely readers, I'm finally posting the last chapter. Merry Christmas darlings.

Christmas morning came early for Tony and the Gibbs men. After opening presents, all three started prepping for a big dinner. Tony was flabbergasted with the amount of food Jackson had to cook.

"Jack, I know I like to eat, but this is a little much don't you think?"

Jack and Gibbs chuckled before Jack started explaining the need for all the goodies.

"Every year I invite anyone who doesn't have family or for whatever reason can't see their family to have Christmas dinner here. The only stipulation is that they have to help prepare some of it. I expect that doorbell will be ringing soon enough."

Tony was taken aback by the kindness. He knew Jackson was one of the best men he'd ever met, but this was amazing. Seeing how truly giving Jack was, Tony now understood how his dad could be considerate with the people they met and the team.

"Now, I don't know who all will be here, mind you, but it should be interesting. Bernie Gertz has a son in Africa, so he may come around. Jana Marshall, she teaches at the high school, hasn't got any family left. She'll be here. She makes the best pies. Nick Campbell lost his wife to cancer a few years ago. He's makes this lasagna soup that's to die for. I'm trying set him up with Jana."

Gibbs laughed out loud at the thought of his dad playing match maker.

"Wow, Jack that's wonderful."

"So was you making and delivering those sweet treats the other day. And taking pictures with all those kids standing by your snowman."

After being called out on his good deeds, Tony diverted the attention to the feast they were cooking and to the guests they were expecting. He asked numerous questions about each and commented on the information he was given.

"What will you tell them about me?"

Jethro Gibbs still winced when he heard the insecurity in his son's voice. Eventually, the kid would understand how special he was.

"That you're my son, his grandson. If they have any more questions, you can answer them if you want. If not, they're SOL I guess."

"Wait, how the hell do you know what SOL means? Have you been going to Abby for pointers?"

"Son, I know many things of which you are unaware."

"That's cryptic…and a little creepy. You know what? I'm just going continue…cooking."

Turning back to his veggies, Tony decided to be extremely careful with what he said around his dad for a while. Besides, he was sure he would have enough people to talk to later. Realizing that this was most likely the best holiday he had ever experienced, Tony decided to savor it. He was safe, loved, and wanted here. He had been gifted the most thoughtful gifts by people who actually cared about him. Life was good. He needed to text Abby later and tell her all about it.