Tony Learns a Lesson about Plastic

Chap. 1

This story contains discussion of and spanking of young adult. If that isn't your thing then please skip this one.

NCIS and its characters do not belong to me. I just like to play in their sand box from time to time.

Gibbs glanced at his Senior Field Agent as he drove. The kid looked terrible. He was pale and trembling still. He kept wringing his hands. The hands that had no more than an hour ago tried to have a go at the Navy Lieutenant who had beaten his twelve year old son to death. Gibbs understood the motive behind the lapse in judgment, but that didn't mean Tony would get off with just a slap on the wrist.

The feather light touch on his thigh almost sent him through the roof. He had forgotten he was with Gibbs, he was safe. He had been light-years away, in a place that was never safe. Taking a moment to breath, Tony looked at his Dad. The blue eyes staring back at him held so much kindness, so much love.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that."

The hand on his thigh moved to the back of his neck, the thumb rubbing circles there.

"Tony, don't do that. Don't apologize for something like this. Attacking Lt. Shaffer, yes, but not this. This reaction isn't your fault. I know that."

"But I'm still in trouble for attacking him?"

"Yes. And we'll talk about that more when you calm down. Right now, I want to get you inside and get you comfortable."

Tony nodded and stepped out of the car. His legs felt like Jell-O. His entire being began to shake. He could still see the strap that had been used to kill Ben Shaffer. It looked an awful lot like the one his father had used on him for years. Leaning over into the bushes, Tony lost his lunch. Why did people have children if they didn't want them? If they were just going to hurt them? He could hear it now, the strap, lashing against bare skin. His back, legs and, buttocks and it hurt! It hurt even now just thinking about it. He didn't want it to hurt anymore!

Gibbs caught his son just as Tony's legs gave out. Lowering both of them to the ground, Gibbs wrapped his arms around his boy and held on tight.

"You're safe son. I'm here. I've got you. It's ok. You're safe, kiddo. They can't hurt you now. I won't let them."

Tony burrowed into the warmth and safety that was Gibbs. Gibbs was his lifeline, his safety net. Gibbs wouldn't push him away or yell at him for being childish. Gibbs wouldn't beat him for needing the affection. His Dad might spank his ass later for the little show in the interrogation room but not for this.

Gibbs held Tony until the tremors stopped, until the tears and sobs were mere sniffles and gasps. Once he was sure Tony could stand Gibbs ushered him into the house. The neighbors didn't need any more to gossip about tonight.

Once he had Tony settled on the couch, Gibbs set about making the kid a cup of that tea he and Ducky favored so much. Speaking of Ducky, he should have the M.E. take a look at Tony. Lt. Shaffer got in a few good punches. Grabbing his phone he pressed the number and poured the water for Tony's tea.

Tony pulled the quilt tighter around him and sighed. Now that he was thinking clearly he realized what he'd done. God if anyone saw that tape he's lose his job! If Lt. Shaffer made a fuss about it, the arrest and evidence would be worthless. A child abuser and killer could go free because of him!

Gibbs heard Tony dart for the bathroom just as he entered the living room. Setting the tea and his coffee on the table, he knocked on the bathroom door.

"Tony, are you ok?

Tony wiped his mouth and opened the door. How was his Dad not angry with him? Why did he still have a job?

"I screwed up."

"I know. We'll fix it."

"If the director finds out about this…"

"She won't. So stop thinking about it."

"I can't! What if that…thing decides to make a fuss about this? I fucked up the whole case, Dad! My stupidity ruined our case! Ben died for nothing because of me!"

Taking Tony's face in his hands, Gibbs made sure his son was looking right at him. He needed Tony to hear this.

"Jack Shaffer had you pegged the minute he met you, son. He knew exactly how to get to you and he used that against you. I'm not saying this is all his fault, it's not, but you're not completely at fault either. Shaffer knows he's in over his head, Tony. Don't worry about this now. Everything will be fine."

Deciding to trust his Dad on this Tony nodded his head and tried to calm his nerves. He was in enough trouble as it was, he didn't need to create anymore.

"Come on, your tea is ready and I have Ducky coming to look at you. Let's get you settled."

Ducky let himself into the house and folded up his umbrella. The spring rains had hit D.C. this week and the entire city seemed to be washed clean. Ducky wished he could do the same for Anthony DiNozzo Junior. Life would be much easier for the lad if all the hurtful memories could just be washed away. Life didn't work like that though, thus the bright eyed boy was left with a lifetime of pain and fear to deal with.

Gibbs watched as his old friend shake off his rain gear and glance at the lump on the couch. Tony wasn't asleep, but he was close. The day's events had finally caught up to him.

"Tony, Ducky's here. Sit up, son."

Tony groggily did as his Dad requested. Now that the adrenaline had worn off the aches and pains had made themselves known. Thinking about aches and pains made him wonder when Gibbs would ignite aches and pain in his ass. Why did the thought of his Dad spanking him not cause him to panic when the thought of his father beating him did? God he was fucked up!

"Anthony, where are you injured?"

"Just my jaw and my ribcage. I think both are just bruised."

"Let me be the judge of that, shall we?"

As Ducky examined Tony, Gibbs was on the phone with McGee. He had to make sure Shaffer didn't cause any trouble. Tony had enough of that to deal with now. Once he was assured that everything on the job front was fine, he turned his thoughts to Tony himself. Normally, Gibbs would turn the kid over his knees and spank his backside red. Normally, Tony would understand why, this wasn't a normal situation though. Gibbs didn't think he could spank Tony now, not for losing his cool with a child abuser. That just wasn't right. That could cause Tony even more harm. He certainly didn't want that. Grounding might work. Tony enjoyed spending time at home with him though. His parents had never had the time for such and now Gibbs knew being home even as a punishment was something the kid savored. Taking away the computer and phone was out, Tony was creative, and he always found ways to entertain himself. Spanking was the only thing that really worked. But if Tony was scared, the effect wouldn't be what it usually was. Maybe he could just let this go and see how it all played out. He had never done that with Tony. That might actually work. It would be unexpected for Tony. Something to think about.

After Ducky pronounced Tony relatively healthy and departed, Gibbs called their favorite Chinese place for some take out. Tony was starting to relax. Time to discuss the day's events.

"Let's talk Tony."

"About today?"

"Yes about today. I get why you were so upset. I just don't understand why you didn't tell me."

"I didn't want you to think I couldn't handle the case."

"Tony cases get personal all the time. I know that. I won't think any less of you for it. You have to tell me though. This can't happen again, son. Shaffer isn't talking and the director is letting this go. But if anything like this happens again I can't promise the same thing."

"This won't happen again. I won't let it."

"Good to know."

"So, are you going to um…you know?"

"Spank you? No, I'm not. I don't think spanking you is the right thing to do after everything that happened."

"Am I grounded?"

"No. No grounding."

Tony thought about that for a while until the food arrived. Had Gibbs realized he was more trouble than he was worth? Was he tired of having to deal with all of Tony's crap? Tony was so confused by the time he climbed into bed he could hardly sleep. Maybe the morning would bring a clearer head.