4. gibbsgirlabby Senior, Gibbs and Tony meet for drinks with Senior's cousin, Alexander Mundy, whom Gibbs once arrested.
Crossover with It Takes a Thief. Robert Wagner (who plays Senior) also played the lead character in It Takes a Thief, thief reluctantly turned government operative Alexander Mundy. To find out more about the series, click here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It_Takes_a_Thief_%281968_TV_series%29
“Now, Gibbs, Cousin Al is kind of a black sheep,” Tony chattered as they walked through the lobby, toward the bar area of the Four Seasons in Georgetown. “Just like him talk. Kind of like…my father.”
His father?
Gibbs stopped, turning to look at Tony, who was talking on and on and walking through the lobby without a care in the world. He turned when he realized Gibbs wasn’t with him.
“What is it?” he asked, his expression getting deadly serious all of a sudden. Tony reached for his sidearm, but Gibbs shook his head.
“Al?” Gibbs began, putting the pieces together rapidly. It made too damn much sense. The DiNozzo charm and just this side of smarmy way with women. And he could have been a dead ringer for…
“Al Mundy?” Gibbs asked, his feet moving again, though he was sure he hadn’t given them the command to do so. “Is his name Alexander Mundy?”
“I…yeah. How did you know?” Tony asked, the slap of his shoes on the expensive floor echoing through the lobby. “Read it in a file?” he asked, his expression turning slightly pained.
“I guess,” Gibbs muttered. He’d been Gibbs’ problem back in ’98, supplying some counterfeit jewels that an admiral had bought his wife. Mundy had been arrested, then favors had been called in, files had been sealed, and Mundy’d gone free.
It had irked Gibbs then, and it still bothered him now. He strode ahead of Tony, spotting an impeccably dressed man at one of the tables. He wasn’t quite as broad-chested as Tony’s father, but there was a definite resemblance, and when he smiled, it was that same feline, smug expression that Tony’s father had given him.
“Tony!” Mundy said, standing and embracing DiNozzo. “Look at you. You look just like your father. How is that rascal? Staying out of trouble in his old age?”
“He’s fine, Al. He’s…you know. He always lands on his feet. He’ll be here soon.” Before Tony could say anything else, his father materialized, looking if not a twin for Mundy, then like a brother.
“Junior!” Senior pulled Tony into a hug, then hugged the other man. He turned to Gibbs, giving him a quizzical look. “Al, have you met my boy’s…” He faltered then, giving Tony a wide-eyed look.
“Boss,” Tony added smoothly, angling a glance to Gibbs.
“Partner,” Gibbs added, letting Mundy make of that what he will. “Alexander, it’s been a while.”
Mundy looked at Gibbs for a few long moments before smiling and extending his hand. “It has indeed, Leroy.”
“Leroy?” Tony gaped. “You know him?”
“Later,” Gibbs warned.
Mundy leaned in, nudging Gibbs’ shoulder and giving him a conspiratorial wink. “What’re you drinking, Tony’s partner?” He eyed Gibbs again for a long moment and gave him a wink that had to be flirtatious.
Gibbs sank into a chair. “Bourbon, neat. Double, Alexander.” He had a feeling he was going to need it.
Mundy gave him a perfectly innocent smile, though amusement was dancing in his eyes. “We’re practically family, Leroy, and we have such a fascinating past, don’t we? You can call me Al.”
Call me Al
Crossover with It Takes a Thief. Robert Wagner (who plays Senior) also played the lead character in It Takes a Thief, thief reluctantly turned government operative Alexander Mundy. To find out more about the series, click here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It_Takes_a_Thief_%281968_TV_series%29
“Now, Gibbs, Cousin Al is kind of a black sheep,” Tony chattered as they walked through the lobby, toward the bar area of the Four Seasons in Georgetown. “Just like him talk. Kind of like…my father.”
His father?
Gibbs stopped, turning to look at Tony, who was talking on and on and walking through the lobby without a care in the world. He turned when he realized Gibbs wasn’t with him.
“What is it?” he asked, his expression getting deadly serious all of a sudden. Tony reached for his sidearm, but Gibbs shook his head.
“Al?” Gibbs began, putting the pieces together rapidly. It made too damn much sense. The DiNozzo charm and just this side of smarmy way with women. And he could have been a dead ringer for…
“Al Mundy?” Gibbs asked, his feet moving again, though he was sure he hadn’t given them the command to do so. “Is his name Alexander Mundy?”
“I…yeah. How did you know?” Tony asked, the slap of his shoes on the expensive floor echoing through the lobby. “Read it in a file?” he asked, his expression turning slightly pained.
“I guess,” Gibbs muttered. He’d been Gibbs’ problem back in ’98, supplying some counterfeit jewels that an admiral had bought his wife. Mundy had been arrested, then favors had been called in, files had been sealed, and Mundy’d gone free.
It had irked Gibbs then, and it still bothered him now. He strode ahead of Tony, spotting an impeccably dressed man at one of the tables. He wasn’t quite as broad-chested as Tony’s father, but there was a definite resemblance, and when he smiled, it was that same feline, smug expression that Tony’s father had given him.
“Tony!” Mundy said, standing and embracing DiNozzo. “Look at you. You look just like your father. How is that rascal? Staying out of trouble in his old age?”
“He’s fine, Al. He’s…you know. He always lands on his feet. He’ll be here soon.” Before Tony could say anything else, his father materialized, looking if not a twin for Mundy, then like a brother.
“Junior!” Senior pulled Tony into a hug, then hugged the other man. He turned to Gibbs, giving him a quizzical look. “Al, have you met my boy’s…” He faltered then, giving Tony a wide-eyed look.
“Boss,” Tony added smoothly, angling a glance to Gibbs.
“Partner,” Gibbs added, letting Mundy make of that what he will. “Alexander, it’s been a while.”
Mundy looked at Gibbs for a few long moments before smiling and extending his hand. “It has indeed, Leroy.”
“Leroy?” Tony gaped. “You know him?”
“Later,” Gibbs warned.
Mundy leaned in, nudging Gibbs’ shoulder and giving him a conspiratorial wink. “What’re you drinking, Tony’s partner?” He eyed Gibbs again for a long moment and gave him a wink that had to be flirtatious.
Gibbs sank into a chair. “Bourbon, neat. Double, Alexander.” He had a feeling he was going to need it.
Mundy gave him a perfectly innocent smile, though amusement was dancing in his eyes. “We’re practically family, Leroy, and we have such a fascinating past, don’t we? You can call me Al.”
“Make it a triple.”