Author's Note:

Thank you for all the reviews I have received on this story. I appreciate each of them and knowing that people are reading my work and enjoy it. This chapter was a little tough to write as I am still new to discipline fanfiction so please keep that in mind. A big shoutout to MaidenMoonshine for proofreading and support! Enjoy and please review as always. : )

WARNING: This chapter includes disciplinary spanking of an adult. Proceed at your own risk!

Abby woke from her nap with a start as she rolled over onto her back in a half-sleep state. She was surprised she'd been asleep for a few hours considering how long she slept in that morning.

Abby wandered downstairs and through to the kitchen. She expected Gibbs to be in the basement working on the boat, but didn't expect him to have company.

"Tony!" Abby exclaimed, rushing toward him for a crushing hug.

Tony was prepared for the intense hug and returned it in kind. He was glad to lay eyes on his little sister and see she was okay, knowing she had likely been spanked earlier in the day. Tony knew Gibbs would never truly hurt any of his kids but he also understood how the sting of a Gibbs spanking lingered.

"What are you doing here?" Abby asked, looking from Tony to Gibbs and back again. "And where's Ziva? Did we get a case?"

Abby shot out her questions so fast the two men barely caught them all. Abby was excited to see Tony and also hoped for a case, as work would delay further punishment, she figured.

"Abs, I called Tony earlier and asked him to get more information on the guy you tried to help at the club," Gibbs explained. "Tony found out he was admitted to the hospital for smoke inhalation and a broken leg, which he had surgery for, but is doing fine and should be going home to his family in a few days."

Gibbs watched Abby's face light up with the biggest smile upon hearing the news. He couldn't help smiling himself just watching her reaction. Gibbs fervently preferred making his kids smile, and it felt nice to make Abby happy even midst her punishment. It was icing on the cake that Gibbs could call Tony and ask him for the information so that Abby could have a visit from her big brother. Abby loved Tim just as much but always sought out Tony when she was in trouble with Dad.

"Gibbs! You're amazing. Thank you so much!"

Abby exclaimed, her bounce back in her tone. "And Tony! You too! And coming over to give us the information was so sweet!"

Gibbs set down his sandpaper and headed toward the stairs.

"I'm going to start the grill," he announced. "I know it's cold out but steaks sound good. Okay with you?"

They both nodded and Gibbs was gone. Abby turned back to look at Tony quizzically.

"Ziva's volunteering at the refugee center," Tony said, answering Abby's look. "Gibbs said I may as well stay for dinner since I'm already here. So, how are you doing, Abs? You okay?"

Abby could hear the concern in Tony's voice. She knew as well as he did that Tony could have called Gibbs with the requested information. And they both knew Gibbs could have gotten that information himself just as easily. It made Abby smile that Gibbs orchestrated a visit from Tony just for her.

"Yeah, I'm good," Abby started, going to sit on a stool nearby and then thinking better of it. "Gibbs spanked me this morning. He's gonna spank me tonite and again tomorrow and I'm grounded. Oh, and no electronics, no music and an early bedtime."

Tony grimaced as Abby listed her punishments. He had expected as much but it was still hard to hear. All the kids knew multiple rule breaking generally meant multiple spankings but that was almost never the case with Abby. She usually focused all her energy on spectacularly breaking one rule, rather than crashing through a myriad of misdemeanors.

"Ouch," Tony said sympathetically, pulling Abby into a gentle hug. "It's gonna be okay, baby girl."

"I'm never gonna sit again, Tony," Abby said with a slight whine. "And the early bedtime and grounding? This could kill me!"

Abby looked up at Tony and he gave her a skeptical look.

"Okay, fine," Abby amended. "I guess I'll live. And I know I deserve it all. But honestly, Gibbs needs to stop all this boat building. His hand is practically a paddle on its own!"

Tony just smirked and held Abby, thinking again how grateful he was that his gut had led him to follow the sirens.

"Grill's ready," Gibbs called down the stairs. "These steaks aren't going to cook themselves."

The three had a wonderful steak dinner with salad – which Abby insisted on – and roasted potatoes. The conversation was light and fun and the evening passed quickly. Before long, Tony said his goodbyes while Gibbs tidied up the kitchen.

Twenty minutes later when he finished and turned off the kitchen light and headed into the living room, he found Abby reading a forensic journal. He checked the clock before issuing his directive.

"Abs, head upstairs and get ready for bed. I know it's early, but we have a discussion to take care of and I want you ready for sleep by 8:30."

Abby looked at Gibbs for a moment before slowly getting up and heading for her room. Part of her wanted to fight her spanking but she thought back to what she did and all the love Gibbs showed her today and always and decided to be as compliant as she could be.

Fifteen minutes later Gibbs found Abby curled up in the farthest corner of her bed, wrapped in a blanket and holding Bert.

Gibbs sat on the edge of her bed and motioned for Abby to stand in front of him, again asking her to say why she was being spanked.

"Because I lied about the concert and said Ziva was with me when she wasn't and where it was," Abby answered.

"That's right," Gibbs affirmed. "And why is lying unacceptable?"

"Because you can't keep me safe if you don't know the truth. And because lying is disrespectful," Abby squeaked out.

Up until this point, Abby was calm. But thinking about how she disappointed Gibbs and her siblings with her lies proved to be too much and tears started streaming down her face.

"That's right, Abs. I want you to remember that," Gibbs said softly. "Let's get this done."

With that, he laid Abby over his knee, lifted her nightgown and bared her bottom. Gibbs normally wouldn't spank Abby bare twice in a row, but her offenses were serious enough to warrant it. Plus, he knew it wouldn't take much to reignite the sting given that she was still pink from earlier. He raised his hand and delivered the first stinging spanks.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

"You know better than to lie to me, Abigail. Lying is beneath you and will always land you in trouble," Gibbs lectured. "You are usually a very honest person and I don't ever want to have to doubt what you say. Are you going to lie to me again to get your way?"

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

"No, sirrrrrr," Abby sobbed, wiggling in Gibbs's firm grip.

Gibbs nodded his approval at her answer even though he knew she couldn't see him. Abby was crying hard but Gibbs couldn't wrap up the punishment just yet. Lying was a major offense in the Gibbs household and Abby knew that when she decided to tell multiple lies.

Gibbs raised his right knee and dropped his left to get better access to Abby's sit spots. He laid down ten spanks without further comment.

Abby stopped struggling and just wept. Her bottom was stinging so bad that she couldn't think of anything else.

A question from Gibbs got her attention though.

"Abigail, I don't want to have to spank you for lying again anytime soon. If I do, your spanking will be longer and harder. Is that understood?"

Gibbs had stopped spanking so Abby could catch her breath enough to answer.

"Yessss, I promise! No more liesssss," Abby confirmed, her voice thick with tears.

"Good," Gibbs answered. "That's what I want to hear. Hold still. We're almost done."

Gibbs gave Abby two more hard spanks before readjusting her clothes and lifting her up.

"I'm proud of you for taking your spanking without fighting," he said, as he tucked her in for the second time that day. "You're such a good girl."

Abby snuggled into the bed and relished in Gibbs's praise despite the circumstances.

Gibbs kissed her on the cheek before leaving, keeping the bedroom door cracked in case Abby needed something through the night.

He considered a cup of coffee before resuming his work on the boat but the couch was calling him. Within minutes the only sounds from the Gibbs residence were the even breathing of father and daughter both in slumber.

—NCIS—

The next morning passed easily between Gibbs and Abby. Gibbs listened while Abby chatted through breakfast about various topics. It wasn't until the late bite was had and the final cup washed that an uneasy feeling settled in Abby's full tummy.

Gibbs sensed her shift in mood and understood it. He figured he should get it over with before Abby had much more time to panic over another spanking.

"Go on into the living room, Abs," he directed in a weary but determined tone. "I'll be there in a minute."

Abby nodded sadly and slipped from her seat. Gibbs poured another cup of coffee before heading downstairs to retrieve the paddle he used for particularly serious transgressions. It was a small but sturdy implement that left the recipient's bottom stinging and sore for at least a few days.

Gibbs crafted the paddle long ago when Kelly was alive. She had been spanked many times but only with Gibbs's hand. The paddle came into the picture when she left the house without permission and went to a friend's place several blocks away. It took hours to find her – and a call to the police – before she turned up. Gibbs had been scared out of his mind of what could have happened to her, as was Shannon. Which is why Shannon didn't object when she saw what Gibbs had made to use on their wayward daughter.

Gibbs had felt that same feeling of fear, relief and anger when Abby was trapped in that fire and then rescued before real damage had been done. He knew he had to paddle her bottom to make this lesson stick, but it didn't make it any easier. For the millionth time, Gibbs wished Shannon was here to help him parent. At the same time, Gibbs was grateful he had a second chance to parent, even if it meant having to punish for his kid's own good.

Gibbs dwelled on that thought as he climbed the stairs and entered the living room to find Abby sitting on the couch, biting her bottom lip with vigor. Her eyes immediately went to the paddle and tears began to form before anything was said.

Gibbs sat on the coffee table directly across from Abby. He opened his mouth but was cut off before he got one word out.

"Gibbs! I know what I did was wrong and I am so sorry. I've been thinking a LOT about what happened and I can assure you I will never, ever put myself in danger again. And I mean NEVER. Which is really such a long time! But I'm committed! So, since I'm so clear on this and I've already had two spankings AND I'm grounded, I think its only fair to let this last one go because, honestly, I don't think my butt can handle it!"

Abby was red in her face from her speech, during which she didn't take a breath for fear Gibbs would interrupt her. She took a chance and peeked up at Gibbs to see his reaction to her impassioned plea, which she had plenty of time to rehearse in her mind thanks to her kindergarten bedtime.

Gibbs looked completely nonplussed to the naked eye. But inside, a paternal anger had started to simmer as soon as he understood where Abby was going with her speech.

"Let it go?" Gibbs repeated in a quiet voice of steel that none but his four had heard. "You think we should let it go? The fact that you risked your life in order to go to a concert is something we should let go? Because Abby, I don't think you truly understand the situation if you think you nearly losing your life is something that I will let go."

Gibbs paused for a moment but it was clear by his tone he was not inviting Abby to say anything.

"Abigail Rae, look at me right this second, young lady," Gibbs commanded, leaning forward into her space.

Abby complied and he could see she was deeply regretting her pitch to skip her spanking. He reached out and softly held her chin up so she couldn't shirk his gaze.

"I will never "let it go" when it has to do with your life and well-being or that if your siblings," Gibbs uttered. "You are my daughter and I will always protect you from harm, even when that includes your own not-so-bright stunts. I will always be here to guide and correct you, and believe me, Abby, I hate it when I have to discipline you all. But I will do what is needed as your dad to make sure you never play games with your life again. So no, Abby, we will not be letting this go. Not now, not ever."

Abby watched and listened as Gibbs spoke. It was quite a speech for someone who was considered a functional mute. Abby always tended to get more conversation out of Gibbs than the other kids and his words went straight to her heart.

He moved to sit on the couch next to Abby, setting the paddle next to him.

"Come on, Abs," he said as he pulled her over his lap.

Abby buried her face in her arms while she clutched a cushion so that she wouldn't be tempted to reach back during the spanking. That never resulted in anything good.

Gibbs lifted Abby's skirt and folded it up on her back before wrapping a firm arm around her waist.

He raised his hand high and brought it down squarely on the seat of Abby's black panties printed with cheery looking dog skeletons and crossbones. Abby jerked at the impact of the spank and began crying immediately.

Gibbs gave her nine more hard spanks with his hand before pausing to pull down Abby's panties just far enough so he could spank her bare.

"Noooo, Gibbs, please," Abby begged through her tears. "I promise to be good. Really good."

Gibbs had to hardened his heart to his daughter's pleas as he picked up the paddle and rested it on her red bottom before raising it for the first of 15 spanks he planned to give her.

Abby cried out when the paddle landed on her already sore bottom. And her crying turned to deep sobs as Gibbs continued to tan her hide.

"I'm sorry," Abby wailed, attempting to twist and wiggle any way she could to get away from Gibbs's' hand. "Won't. Do. It. Againnnnn."

"No you won't," Gibbs growled as he laid down the tenth heavy swat. "When we're done here you're not even going to consider disobeying me and putting yourself in harms way."

Abby just kept sobbing, kicking her legs against the couch a little as the heat soared on her rear end. He felt Abby stop fighting as he began to wrap up the spanking.

"Are you going to risk your life so carelessly again?"

SWAT SWAT SWAT

"No sirrrrr," Abby answered through her crying.

"Have you learned your lesson about our family rules?"

"Yesss, sir," she wailed.

SWAT SWAT

"Then were done," Gibbs said quietly as he tossed the paddle down.

Gibbs adjusted Abby's clothes and sat her on his lap. She crashed into his arms immediately and he enveloped her in his embrace. He let her cry as he rocked and soothed her, grateful that was the final spanking of her punishment.

"My good girl," he whispered into her hair. "You took your punishment so bravely."

Abby basked in Gibbs's comfort despite her throbbing bottom. His quiet words of praise soothed her as her sobs turned to cries and then to sniffles. The two stayed like that until Abby drifted to sleep. As he covered her with the blanket off the back of couch and picked up the paddle to return it to its home in the basement, Gibbs was struck hard with a memory of doing just the same for Kelly.

Kelly had sobbed her heart out when Gibbs paddled her for leaving the house without permission. She too had fallen asleep out of emotional exhaustion after the spanking. Gibbs covered her with that same blanket he had just used on Abby. The little girl in his mind and the young woman on his couch now were so similar – curled into a ball and snuggled into a blanket after a chastisement given in love.

Gibbs smiled, stepping forward to lightly brush Abby's fringe out of her eyes. He wondered what he did to deserve a second chance to be a dad as he settled the blanket over Abby. Little did he know his four had wondered the same thing many times – feeling lucky to have Gibbs as Dad.