I don't want to be a part of this family anymore!!!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO NCIS THEY ARE PROPERTY OF DON BELLISARIO AND CBS
Warning: Contains spanking of an adult
This is my first fanfic so any non destructive reviews are appreciated.
Summary: Abby takes matters in her own hands to help solve a case, what happens when Gibbs finds out?
Chapter 1
Present time:
SLAMM!!!!!! The sound of Gibbs' front door being thrown closed shook the whole house. "You can not tell me what to do! I am not a child, Gibbs!" Abby yelled, not realizing just how childish her actions were to all those standing around. Tony looked over to Ziva with raised brows, and McGee and Ducky stood motionless, mouths open as they watched the toddler like meltdown continue.
Gibbs continued the not so gentle tug of Abby's arm past the surprised onlookers and up the steps to the second level of his house. Opening the door into an abandoned room, Gibbs pushed Abby in, led her to the corner, put her nose against the wall and turned to leave. " Do not move until I tell you to, is that understood?"
"But..", stated Abby. "No buts, about this" Gibbs stated in a tone that promised more trouble if she did not obey. " You can't do this to me, you have no rights over me," Abby hissed back to Gibbs.
Feeling his presence behind her, he spoke behind her ear in his strong yet gentle voice, "I think you understand the unique dynamics of our team, and if you act like a child, then I will not hesitate to step in and fill the father figure here." Gibbs calmly turned around and walked out the door. It was after he had started down the stairs to address the spectators below that Abby unleashed the words no one thought they would ever her. "IF THIS IS HOW FAMILY IS TREATED, THEN I WANT OUT OF THIS FAMILY!!! I DO NOT WANT TO BE A PART OF THIS FAMILY ANYMORE!"
TWO WEEKS BEFORE
"Dinozzo, McGee, David, what do we have?" Gibbs loudly asked as he walked off the elevator into the middle of the bullpen. Fresh cup of coffee in his hand, and look of determination in his eyes, Leroy Jethro Gibbs was not one who like to be kept waiting, especially by his team. Having been on this case with no new leads for the past week has worn his patience thin, even the unique dynamics of this team did not make it any easier to accept they were stumped. Stepping off the elevator he took in his two sons, funny how that word best described how he felt deeply about Anthony Dinozzo and Timothy McGee. His bellow had sent Dinozzo's feet flipping off his desk, stumbling for stable ground. " Nothing new here boss, just following up on some, umm, well McGeegle, what exactly were we following up on?" Tony stammered along trying to pass some sort of blame for his slack in work off toward McGee.
" Well, boss, I, uh, well I was just looking into the um, well I was actually distracted by Ziva and never finished my search for any loose ends." McGee, frantically typing on his keyboard, trying to look busy and not wanting to take the fall for the teams lack of new leads either, passed the problem on the new probie, Ziva."
Eyes of steel looked at Ziva, the newest member to their team family. She was like another daughter, especially when Ziva's father Eli David disowned her after her last failed Moussad attack. Gibbs was wanting some answers not just excuses. " That is so mature guys, just pass the deer off on me as usual." Turning her eyes towards a snickering Tony she had to ask," What is so funny Tony?"
" It's pass the buck Ziva, not the deer. I can never tire of your slander of our American slang, it makes you taking the bait even OW! ", Tony did not finish his sentence just raised his hand to rub at the stinging sensation on the back of his head. " What did I do boss?"
" You know why, don't ask again. I told you to stop trying to make Ziva the newest scapegoat." Gibbs replied. "I do not look like a goat, goats do not dress in clothes. I fail to see the humor in any of this," Ziva shrugged and turned away and started reciting all the information she had read over the internet in the past 20 minute.
" Actually Gibbs, while the boys were so busy working, I actually traced the cell records back a name and address. It is Benjamin Samuels, 634 Hillside lane." Gibbs walked over and leaned into her ear and said, "Good job, Agent David." "Grab your bags, lets go. Dinozzo, McGee see if you can keep up your work standards like lil' sis here." Gibbs said with a smirk as he turned to head toward the elevator, knowing that that would be enough of an incentive to keep those his two boys of his on their toes today.