Title: Losing Faith In Happy Endings
Summary: An unexpected death causes Tony's life to spin out of control. Special Agent Jethro Gibbs tries to help him, but you can't save a person who doesn't want to be saved. WARNING: story contains non-sexual discipline of an adult , if that's not your cup of tea, don't read!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. The following story is for fan entertainment only.
Chapter Three: How's It Gonna Be?
"You want to talk about what happened earlier?" Gibbs asked Tony from across the table. Tony had refused to look at him ever since he woke him up for dinner.
"What's there to talk about, I'm staying" Tony said quietly He was still unsure how he felt about Gibbs spanking him. His face flushed at the mere thought of the word. He had been so angry when it happened, but to his surprise, he had felt better when it was all over. But, he was embarrassed none the less, and he didn't want to go back to his place.
"You understand why I had to spank you?" Tony's face turned redder than it already was. Did he actually have to say that word?
"I guess" Tony shrugged as he pushed the food around on his plate.
"You were out of control. I needed you to know that I'm going to help you, no matter what"
"I know that now. I'm sorry. I guess I was just...scared" Tony finished quietly. He'd been afraid that Gibbs would leave him like everyone else had.
"You don't need to be. I said I would help you, and I'm going to, understand?"
Tony nodded.
"Alright, we need to talk about some rules then"Gibbs said.
"What kind of rules?" Tony looked confused.
"Actions and consequences" Gibbs said seriously.
"You mean, you'd do…that again?" Tony was getting worried, one time was bad enough. Surely Gibbs wasn't planning on making this a common practice?
"If I have to, yes"
"But, I'm not a kid—"
"I know you're not. But nothing else short of threatening you're career has worked with you. Slapping your head and yelling at you has absolutely no long term affect"
"But it's..."
"Embarrassing?" Gibbs finished.
"Yeah" Tony said timidly.
"No one but you and I will know about this"
"Okay, but do you have to..." Tony really didn't want to say it out loud.
"Do you have any other suggestions, Tony?" He knew the prospect of getting spanked when he screwed up was scary, but he hoped it would keep him from getting into trouble to begin with.
"No, I guess not. It's just…" Tony didn't want to tell Gibbs how much the whole event had scared him. If this was the only way Gibbs would help him, he didn't have a choice. He didn't want to lose everything.
"What is it?"
"It was…scary" Tony said, hating how juvenile he sounded.
"Those really weren't the best of circumstances. I don't want you to be afraid of me" Gibbs said, part of him regretting that he had been so forceful on the younger man. But he did what he had to.
"It really hurt"
"Well, that's the point. But you have to know that I'll never give you more than you can take"
"What if I don't want to do this?" Tony asked, still weary of the idea.
"Then we'll find another way, but Tony, I think this is what you need. Trust me" Gibbs said, meeting Tony's eyes.
Tony did trust him, more than he trusted anybody else in his life. He weighed the options, getting spanked when he screwed up didn't sound like a good idea, but he did agree it would probably work. He knew where he was heading wasn't good and he was smart enough to accept Gibbs' methods of rehabilitation.
"I do trust you boss"
"Alright then. I want you to know what the consequences will be if you mess up"
Tony gulped. This couldn't be good.
"If I tell you to do something and you disobey or you let your temper get the best of you, you'll get my hand or the paddle, depending on the situation. That includes drinking"
A paddle? That didn't sound good at all. And why the hell did Gibbs have a paddle?
"You knowingly jeopardize your career in any way, you'll get my belt. If you put your life in danger, you get all three" Gibbs continued.
Tony nodded mutely, a part of him still not believing that this was actually happening.
"There's also the possibility that I'll tell you to stand in the corner, or write lines, or take away certain privileges, like movies or games or computer time"
"Fuck" Tony mumbled, realizing what he was getting himself into.
"And excessive and unnecessary foul language will get your mouth washed out" Gibbs added, sending Tony a look.
"Do you understand what you'll be agreeing to?"
"I guess. Do we have to do all of that?" Tony asked, hoping Gibbs would recant some of his terms. Gibbs shot him another look.
"Okay. I agree" Tony said reluctantly, knowing that it was probably the best thing for him.
"Good" Gibbs gave Tony a smile, which Tony returned, not sure if his life just got a lot simpler, or a whole lot more complicated.
TBC...