Jeremy wanted to take a really long shower but knew better than to test his father's patients that morning. He got out, dried off and slipped on a new pair of white cotton boxers and dark gray sweat pants. He began to pace back and forth. His bottom was still stinging. There was a knock on his door.

"Come in," said Jeremy hesitantly.

Elijah opened the door and walked in with a sturdy wooden spoon in his hand.

Finally

Jeremy was still shirtless when his father walked in. Jeremy took one look at the wooden spoon and without thinking he attempted to run out of the room. Elijah caught Jeremy by his waist. His attempt to runaway only made Elijah that much more upset. He carried his son with only his one arm and walked him over to the bed. Again, Elijah quickly placed his son over his lap and pulled the elastic of his sweats and boxers and pulled them down half way to his thighs. He gave him a good thirty smacks with the wooden spoon. Jeremy was squirming everywhere trying to escape his father's strong grip. Elijah stopped and waited for his son to settle down before talking to him.

"Jeremy, that spanking right there was simply for trying to run away from your punishment. You have now been spanked twice this morning and we still have to deal with the initial reason you got in trouble in the first place. You are only making it worse on yourself. Now, are you going to listen and deal with the consequences from the other night or try and run again?"

"I'll listen, I promise," said Jeremy through a stream of tears.

Jeremy continued to lie over his father's lap while he was being lectured.

"You know the human half of you is still at the physical age of seventeen and getting drunk like you did is very unhealthy. Just because you can live forever doesn't mean you are guaranteed to live in perfect shape and health. It's about preservation. You have to take care of yourself. You know better than to drink and yet you did it anyway. Now, what do you have to say for yourself?"

"I'm sorry; I just didn't want to look like a little baby in front of everyone."

"Did someone challenge you?"

"Dad, please, I don't want to get anyone else in trouble. I should have stood up for myself but I didn't. It's my fault."

"Fine, now we are finally able to deal with the original reason you got in trouble."

Elijah positioned the wooden spoon in his hand and spanked Jeremy with it for a continuous three minutes. Jeremy cried, begged, and pleaded to his father to stop. He kicked and squirmed with every ounce of strength he had. He was no match to Elijah. Once the spanking was over Elijah held his little boy in his arms until he calmed down.

"Okay, shhhh, it's over now," said Elijah comfortingly.

He hugged his son really close then asked him if he was hungry.

Sniffle, "Yes daddy."

"Alright, I'll go and start breakfast. Come down when you're ready."

"Okay," sniffle, sniffle. Jeremy got off of his father's lap, pulled up his sweats and boxers and rubbed his eyes.

Elijah gave his son a quick kiss on his forehead then went downstairs to start fixing breakfast….

a/n: I know this is a very short chapter but I wanted to get it out for those of you who just couldn't wait much longer. Thank you so much for your reviews! They always, always put a huge smile on my face. XOXO