The Fifth Mrs. Gibbs by Xanthe

Story Archived: http://www.xanthe.org/ the-fifth-mrs-gibbs/

Story Notes:

Back in April, I held a Tibbs iContest on my LJ. You can check

out all the entries and the winners here.

I promised the winners I'd write them all a story inspired by

their icon. Originally, I offered to do drabbles - fics of 100

words exactly. But when I came to do them, I found I wanted

them to just be as long as they wanted to be - so I went with

that.

My apologies for how long it has taken. First I wanted to finish

Two Wolves. Then I broke my ankle and didn't write anything

for a long time. So, I'm delighted to finally be able to post

them now.

The stories vary in size from 300ish words long to nearly 4000

words long. I started out thinking I'd keep them very short, in

the spirit of a drabble, but somehow each one kept turning out

longer than the previous one! Please don't assume any value

judgement from their length; I just looked at each icon and

went where my imagination took me, whether it was a short

‘joke' fic, or a longer, more angsty story. Or, you know, lots of

spanky BDSM ;-).

Sometimes, my imagination was surprising; the best Tony icon

is a story largely about Gibbs, and the best Gibbs icon is a story

largely about Tony. Go figure! I tried to keep all the stories to

one scene - except for the best BDSM icon fic which, once I

had the idea, I knew would have to be comprised of several

short scenes in order to do what I wanted with it, which was to

contextualise the icon.

I did my best to capture some feeling or truth that struck me

about each icon. I hope I succeeded. I'm posting the three

shortest stories today, the longest one tomorrow, and the final

one on Sunday.

Please make sure to admire each icon before you read - the

stories work much better that way!

Thank you again to all the entrants of the iContest for making

it such a great competition. You all rock!

Thank yous: To bluespirit_star and taylorgibbs for beta

and to Nikita, Hilde and Sue for audiencing.

This story is for georgiesmith who made the winning icon in

the Gibbs/Tony humour category. This icon already has a

fantastic joke, so I couldn’t use that…so I decided to add

another joke on top of it ;-).

Chapter 1 by Xanthe

The Fifth Mrs. Gibbs

By Xanthe

“Dad?” Tony glanced up from his work in surprise as his father exited the elevator. It was a Friday night and most people had rushed off early, so Tony was alone in the squad room.

“Son!” Senior strode over to him.

“Uh…what are you doing here? I wasn’t expecting you until later. Our dinner reservation

isn’t until eight.”

“I got in early, so I thought I’d go to your apartment, but it seems you’ve moved.” Senior

waved a hand in the air, looking puzzled. “Some pretty young thing has moved in there

instead. Unless…” Senior gave a leering grin, “Is there something you want to tell me,

Junior? Was that young lady in the fetching pink bathrobe who is now living in your

apartment the new Mrs. DiNozzo on the block?”

“No, Dad,” Tony said with a grimace. “I moved! I told you about it. I sent you an email with my new address.”

“Really? I don’t remember that. Then again, I am a very busy man. But, you know, this raises an important matter that I’ve been meaning to discuss with you, son. When is there going to be a new Mrs. DiNozzo on the block? You’re nearly forty – it’s time you settled down.”

“Well, Dad…that’s why I invited you out to dinner tonight. See, I’ve got something to tell

you, and I thought…”

At that moment, Gibbs walked into the squad room.

“Gibbs!” Senior greeted him like a long-lost friend, pumping his hand enthusiastically, even though Tony knew for a fact there wasn’t much love lost between them. “Good to see you

looking so well.” Senior took a step back and viewed Gibbs’s blue silk shirt and wel ironed chinos with a little whistle. “Hmm, you really are looking well. Did you get married again,

you old dog?” He thumped Gibbs on the arm and shot him a sly wink.

“Dad!” Tony said, in an agonised tone.

“Because, no offence, but it looks like your wardrobe has come under new management,

and it’s a huge improvement. Nice shirt.” Senior fingered Gibbs’s shirt sleeve approvingly.

“Thank you, sir.” Gibbs grinned at him, while gently extricating his arm at the same time. “I did recently get hitched again as a matter of fact.”

“I knew it! I can tell when a man is being well taken care of, if you know what I mean!”

Senior gave a frankly filthy wink, and Tony wanted to sink through the floor in

embarrassment. “You know, in the bedroom,” Senior said, with another lewd wink, as if his

meaning wasn’t already clear enough.

Gibbs laughed out loud. “Marrying again was the best thing I've ever done. Don’t know why

it took me so long. I guess I’m just a stubborn idiot who was too set in his ways to see the good thing right under his nose, just waiting for him to sit up and take notice.” He grinned at Tony over Senior’s shoulder.

‘And the new Mrs. Gibbs – is she a looker?” Senior nudged Gibbs conspiratorially. “I bet she is!”

“Dad!” Tony got up and went over to his father, desperate to stop this before it got even

worse – if that was possible.

“I’ve just been telling Junior here that he needs to get married.” Senior pointed his finger at Tony. “I know that Wendy girl broke his heart, but that was years ago.”

“Dad, see – this is what I’ve been trying to tell you…”

“Not a sniff of a wedding since. I tell you, sometimes I’ve even wondered if my boy plays for the other team.” Senior shook his head. “Look, Tony, you can’t keep sulking just because

some piece of skirt handed back your ring years ago.” He clapped Tony on the arm. “You’ve

gotta get out there and find yourself a wife! Marriage isn’t easy, but if I can do it, and Gibbs here can do it, then you can too.”

“I have! I did! I am!” Tony protested.

“You should follow Gibbs’s example,” Senior said, still in full ‘lecture mode’. Tony was

familiar with this from when he was growing up. When Senior was lecturing him, he

expected Tony to stand silently and listen until he was done – he didn’t expect to do any

listening of his own.

“Gibbs has been married four times already but did that stop him going out there and

finding the fifth Mrs. Gibbs? No, it didn’t.” Senior shook his head emphatically. “See, what you have to realise, son….”

But Tony wasn’t a boy anymore, and he didn’t have to just stand here and take it. “Dad! I

am the fifth Mrs. Gibbs!” he yelled.

Senior stopped in mid-sentence. “What?” His mouth flapped open and then closed in

stunned surprise.

“Okay, so that wasn’t exactly how I meant to tell you, but…we got married, Dad. Me and

Gibbs. A couple of months ago. I didn’t invite you to the wedding because, well, you never

invite me to any of yours. That’s why I moved. I moved in with Jethro. And by the way, I play for both teams – always have.”

“The fifth…what?” Senior stood there, his gaze flicking in disbelief from Tony to Gibbs and

then back again.

“Yeah, the new Mrs. Gibbs is definitely a looker.” Gibbs put his arm around Tony, pulled him in close, and kissed his cheek. “Oh, and yes, he does take very good care of me in the bedroom.” He gave a sly wink.

“You…what?” Senior’s mouth continued to flap open and shut like a fish.

“I thought you’d be pleased to have a new son.” Tony put his arm around Gibbs’s waist and

held on tight for support. He’d been dreading this moment but now it was finally here, there was no going back. He wasn’t prepared to hide anymore, and it was time his father knew

the truth about his sexuality. “Considering what a disappointment the old son is to you, I

thought you’d appreciate a new one,“ he added bitterly.

Senior pulled himself up to his full height and glared at him. “Well, I’m disappointed,

Junior,” he growled.

Tony’s heart sank. He had expected this – his father was a dinosaur who loved the ladies too much to understand how any son of his could be anything other than 100% straight.

“Because I married another man?” Tony demanded hotly. “Well, I’m sorry, Dad, but I’ve

been in love with Jethro for years and frankly my happiness comes before your

homophobia, so…"

“Oh, I don’t care about that!” Senior waved a hand dismissively in the air. “That's not the

problem," he said irritably. "Damn it, I thought I’d drummed into you that marriage is a merger, Junior! It’s about making a good business deal. You’re a handsome boy – you could

have found yourself a nice senator or businessman – someone with money and contacts.

Not a washed up, ageing fed, with several ex-wives and a hell of a lot of alimony to pay.” He shot a withering glance in Gibbs’s direction.

Gibbs gave a growling laugh and now it was Tony’s turn to gape. Gibbs squeezed Tony’s

hand reassuringly and planted a little kiss on his stunned lips.

“You know what,” Gibbs said, turning back to Senior. “I might not have any money for you

to tap for one of your investment schemes, but I think this is one merger that is going to

turn out just fine…Dad.”

The End

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