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"So there is this movie premiere type thing coming up next week." Molly Rydell was dressing for the day as her boyfriend stood at the sink in the adjoining bathroom shaving. "Well it's more like a documentary premiere. Anyway, the President wants me to attend on behalf of the administration since it's about politics and the media."
"Makes sense with you being the Press Secretary and all." Leroy Jethro Gibbs said has he rinsed his face. She knew the "and all" was the fact that she was actually interviewed for and appeared in the documentary. "Let me guess. This invitation is now being extended to me."
"I wish it was an invitation. An invitation gives you the option of not going. It was more like an order. Quite frankly Leroy, when the President of the United States tells you you will be at an event there is no question mark after it. You know, kinda like when you tell one of your agents to do something." Molly handed her boyfriend a towel to dry his face and then began brushing her long dirty blond hair. "So I will definitely be there. I know you have no interest in going. I know its way too much lime light for you. However, if I can't find someone to bring as 'protection'- President's word, not mine- then he wants to send the Secret Service with me. I really could do without all the hassle. Those guys are a pain. So I was thinking it may be right up Tony's alley."
"Oh that is definitely right up DiNozzo's alley. No thinking about it." Gibbs walked over to the bed where his clothes were laid out. He started with putting on a white t-shirt. "So you want me to give him one of those non-negotiable invitations you were just talking about?" He pulled a navy blue polo shirt over the white t-shirt.
"Well I don't think he'll want to say no. A lot of big Hollywood names are going to be there. Hollywood has never been more political than it is now. That's why the opening is in DC. Its opening coincides with the New Hampshire Primary. It's all so political it even makes me want to vomit. Just seems silly to have a huge premiere in the dead of winter. But they all will flock here. I am actually scheduled to give post viewing interviews to Entertainment Tonight and Access Hollywood. Plus Tony can keep me straight on all these names so I don't look like a fool." Molly walked over to Gibbs and buttoned the two bottom buttons of his shirt as he fastened his belt.
"He won't say no. I will have him call you today at work." Gibbs ran his hands along Molly's belly. She was getting bigger by the day. It made him happy because that meant his son was getting bigger by the day. He could hardly believe that in two weeks he was going to be a father again. He grabbed his blazer and kissed the top of her head. "See you tonight for dinner?"
"Yup. As long as it's a slow news day." Molly put her shoes on and headed down stairs behind Gibbs. "If I need my tub first I'll call and let you know."
That was the conversation Molly had had with Leroy last Friday. Now she sat in the back seat of a black Cadillac headed away from the historic Fords Theatre. Beside her sat Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo. He was Leroy's Senior Field Agent and knew more about film than any other person she knew. The smile on his face could not have been any bigger. He had stood steadfastly by her side as they rubbed elbows with Hollywood's elite and politically active. He had guided her through waves of introductions by giving her a brief film history for each person prior to actually approaching them. He also soaked in what she had to offer when it came to each person's pet political projects. At times he even acted as a protective barrier when people were not paying attention and threatened to bump into her large belly.
"Tired Molly?" Tony broke the silence in the car when she laid her head back against the head rest and closed her eyes. "You and Gibby have had a long night." Molly smirked at the name. She could never suppress a smile whenever one of Leroy's agents referred to her son as Gibby. She and Leroy were a week away from meeting their son and they still could not agree on a name.
"Just thankful it's Friday. This was my last official duty as Press Secretary until I come back from maternity leave. They threw me a little baby shower party today in the office. The First Lady and President gave us this beautiful silver photo album. Of course it came with the engraving of his name all paid for once we decide on a name." She sighed. "So much goes into a name. We want it to be just right. We want it to be a strong, intelligent, leader type name. All the things we want him to be."
"I think you should stop stressing about it. When you see him then you will know what he should be named. I don't get why people feel so stressed out about picking a name beforehand. Say you choose Robert but he just doesn't look like a Bob. I mean you can't just focus on the proper name. You have to think of all the nicknames it could lead to."
"Wow Tony. That is rather insightful but just kind of stressed me out a little more because I hadn't thought of the whole nickname issue." She placed her hands on her belly. "Until then you are stuck with Gibby."
"Do you get to get dolled up for functions often or is the Press Secretary not usually invited to these types of things? I mean I get tonight because you were in the film and it's your field. But do you get to attend many White House parties?" Molly appreciated Tony's honest attempt to change the subject and help her relax.
"It depends on the reason for the party really. I don't make a lot of them simply because of my schedule. However, if it's really important or pertinent to my job I'm there. The last one I made was a year ago and it was the night I meet Leroy. When the Secretary of the Navy retires and he served under your grandfather in Korea then you make a point to be there."
"The way I hear it, that was the night you put Gibbs in a position he is not used to being in. He actually meet someone who made him second guess his code of conduct." Tony smiled at the idea of Gibbs treading new water instead of being his same self assured cocky smug self that he was most of the time.
"Not code of conduct Tony. Just his standard operating procedures."