It Takes Two to Tango
Ch 10
AN: Thanks for all the wonderful readers and welcome to all the new readers! This duo is so much fun to write.
Sorry so long, but wanted to deal with each one in this chapter. Hope you enjoy!
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Abby shifted from side to side in the back seat, trying every different angel in a futile attempt to relieve some of the sting from her backside. This did not go unnoticed by Gibbs. "Why are you squirming so much back there Abs?" Gibbs asked. He was trying to inject some levity into the situation. He had been so furious with Abby when Rossi called that he knew that he needed a second set of hands to deal with her, he knew that at the state he was in after the call he was too upset to deal with her.
"HA! Not funny Gibbs! What possessed you to do that to ME, McGee?" Abby asked with a slight pout. She was still trying to work that pity me angle with him, it usually worked.
"Well, first off, I was dragged from a pretty peaceful sleep by one pissed off Marine, then I had to come out here in the middle of the night and try to at least get you home in one piece. I mean, seriously Abby, I thought your last adventure would have taught you, but NO, you have to be thickheaded." McGee was starting to raise his voice at Abby.
"Me, thickheaded, OH no so nice calling me names now, McGee. I am in a vulnerable position…" Abby started but was quickly cut off by Gibbs. "And whose fault is that, did you think that what you did was in any way right?"
"Fine, I accept that this was a stupid idea, but GIBBS," Abby whined. "Tim hit me hard…I still feel it."
"Well all I can say is," Gibbs turned to look McGee in the eyes for a moment, and all McGee could do was take a deep breath. Here was the moment of truth. "Good Job, 'bout time. Oh, and by the way Abby, next time you attempt to bite anyone, I will wash your mouth out with soap."
Abby noticed that they were just a couple of blocks from McGee's apartment. She thought since she was losing the verbal battles here, she would take a chance at using some sign language, thinking that she would not get caught. Just wash this..and Abby ended by flipping up her middle finger ever so low, trying to ensure no one saw, but she should have known that Gibbs never misses anything.
Gibbs arrived at McGee's apartment, and turned to McGee. "Thanks for the extra help, don't know if I could have made it back here with someone suffering some serious injuries." Gibbs said as he turned to glare at Abby and then added in sign language. I saw that. Abby just sank a little deeper in the back of the seat. It was a long quiet drive to Gibbs house, Abby did not need to be reminded of her instructions, and not wanting to add any more trouble to her already long list, she quickly scampered out of the car and up the stairs as fast as she could. She made a beeline for the corner and silently started berating herself for trying such a stupid stunt.
Gibb stayed in the car a few moments, trying to regain some semblance of composure, he knew that Abby had totally disregarded his prior punishment, but what to do next? He just rubbed his hands over his face as he started thinking how exactly to deal with this one. Gibbs could only wonder if Abby was this much of a handful when she was a child, then it hit him. He remembered a story Abby once told of growing up and how she was punished. He now knew what he had to do. Gibbs entered the house and walked straight upstairs. He bypassed Abby's room and went to his room, there he opened the drawer beside his bed and pulled out his first punishment. Taking a deep breath, knowing that this was going to be difficult to start, Gibbs stood and went to Abby's room. As he opened the door all he could do was grin, there stood Abby; pigtails askew, socks rolled down and signing to herself.
KMOCK! KNOCK!
"May I come in?" Gibbs asked, knowing that she could not deny him entrance, but just testing the waters.
"Do you really have to ask that?" Abby remarked sharply.
"Well, I see that there has been little change in attitude, so let's just skip the niceties and start this. Abigail, front and center." Gibbs commanded.
Abby turned to find Gibbs sitting in the middle of the desk chair, with the large mahogany hairbrush on the desk. She hated that hairbrush, she knew that Gibbs would never hit her hard enough to bruise her, but the brush made a firm, deep swat, ache for days. She had already been paddled by McGee and now knew this one would really hurt. "Gibbs, I am so, so, sorry. I never should have disregarded your grounding, I understand that, and I promise, promise with a cherry caf-pow, never to do this again." Abby had tears building in her eyes as she slowly moved towards Gibbs.
As Abby reached his side, Gibbs just looked up and said, " This is for the unlawful entrance into the planetarium." Gibbs grabbed her arms, and pushed her over his knees. He flipped up her skirt, but kept underwear up for tonight. SWAT! SWAT!
"OWWW!" Gibbs was not going easy on her at all, if anything, she felt he was adding more force than usual. "OWW! ARGH! SORRY!" Abby cried out as just after 5 swats, the fire was unbearable. She started thrashing from side to side, trying to avoid anymore swats.
"Abigail! Be still! 5 more to go then we are done…for tonight." Gibbs said as he raised his knee and made Abby's sit spot a prime target.
SWAT! "Please!" SWAT! "PLEASE, No more!" SWAT!SWAT!SWAT!
Abby just hung her head in defeat, she doubted she would get any sleep tonight. Her ass was throbbing something fierce, her head hurt from crying and she had an inkling that this was just the tip of the iceberg.
Gibbs waited until her breathing calmed down before he stood her up and pulled her into a big hug. "Abby, get ready for bed, we have a long day tomorrow." Gibbs said as he kissed her temple.
"Wait, you said…said for tonight. You said we were done for tonight…I thought ..I..I have already been spanked twice….I …." Abby started crying again, she did not know if she could take anymore.
"Abigail, you lied, snuck out, illegally entered a place of business for your pleasure and you totally disregarded my earlier punishment of grounding, so obviously, you need a little more reinforcement, but that will all wait until tomorrow. Go to sleep. See you in the morning, but while you are thinking tonight, think about what you did and why you did it." Gibbs said as he tucked her in the bed. Gibbs closed the door, leaving just a crack open for him to check on her again later tonight.
Meanwhile, Reid was getting the silent treatment from Rossi. Spencer was used to using conversation as a means of defusing the tension in any situation, but anytime Spencer started to talk, Rossi halted it.
"Rossi, listen, I have…" Spencer started.
"No, you listen, Dr. Reid, you only HAVE to keep quiet and ride back to Hotch's ." Rossi grumbled out as he kept driving. Deep down David hated to have to cause Reid any pain, but it was time that Spencer Reid learned that he may have three PHd's, but he was still a young man. As he looked at Reid in his rearview mirror, he could see the young agent shifting from side to side, trying to relieve any of the pain in his ass. He hoped he hadn't seriously hurt him, but he knew deep down that he hadn't. "I think it is time for me and you have a little heart to heart on our drive back, in other words, I talk, you listen. Got it?" Rossi asked.
Spencer just nodded his head up and down and then tucked his head down, "Great," he thought to himself, "here it is, I have already messed up with another great profiler, bet he is ready to dump me out here, David Rossi, is not known for committing to anything. I bet he thinks he regrets getting saddled with trouble like me. If I release him from me and any responsibility first then it won't hurt as bad." Spencer looked up in the mirror and started. "Ok, I know I screwed up and the great David Rossi does not need to be saddled taking care of a screw up so just drop me off at the corner, you can go back to your busy social life and I can hop a cab back to Hotch's. Sorry Hotch had to trouble you with this burden, I…..AWW!" Spencer yelped as he was slung forward as Rossi slammed on the brakes and pulled off the side of the road.
"First off, Dr. Spencer Reid, I said I talk and you listen and you can't even follow that simple instruction. Second, I am not SADDLED with you, I decide what I want to do and I could have simply passed you off onto Hotch, but I figured that it was time that I stepped up to the plate. I know that your dad left you when were little and I know that you felt abandoned again by Gideon, but son, I can tell you now, that I am not a quitter, never have been and never will be."
"Yes, well everyone says that, but then they leave. I feel.." Spencer started to speak again but was silenced by Rossi.
"Yeah, well I am not everyone, I am me. I have watched you put yourself in danger more times than I can care to remember. I have seen the footage of the Hinkle episode, I know of the troubles you had afterwards. I have seen you put yourself in danger trying to save Owen Wilson, and son let me tell you something, if Hotch had let me deal with you then, you would think the spanking I gave you tonight was love taps. Am I making myself clear?" Rossi hated talking to Spencer this way, but he wanted the boy to understand how he truly felt.
"Yes, sir." Spencer said meekly. He nervously glanced down at his feet hoping that this would signal an end of the discussion.
"Eyes up here, Spencer. This is not something I take lightly, when I first met you, you idolized me, you had studied me, and frankly that scared me. But, now I see how your mind works, and just how gifted you are and how blessed we are as a team to have you on this team. But, son, even as gifted you are, you are still a young man….a young man that is still learning and evolving. It is along this path that there are going to be times when you act your age, you do stupid stunts like this, but just know not only do you answer to Hotch and Morgan, you can add me to the list of those who are willing to do whatever it takes to help you become the best you can be. And if that means I have to blister your ass everyday, I will. Understood?" Rossi said as he awaited an answer.
"Yes, sir, and I am sorry sir." Spencer said as he wrapped his head around what Rossi had just said, granted it meant he had one more hand to worry about coming across his backside, he grinned when he fully understood the commitment Rossi was making in him.
"Good, glad we have this settled now." Rossi turned around and headed back to Hotch's house. "When you get in, go straight to your room, and wait until one of us comes and gets you." Rossi drove the rest of the way in silence. As soon as the car was stopped, Spencer made a speedy exit out of the car and then saw a furious Hotch at the front door. He tried to turn his already sore backside out of the way as he entered the house, but Hotch still managed to make one good connection between his hand and Spencer's sore butt.
"OWWW! Watch it Hotch, I am already sore!" Spencer quipped as he bound up the stairs and into the corner in his room.
"Oh, you will think sore in a minute, not another peep out of you." Hotch said as he turned to usher David into the house. "Sorry to bother you at this time of night, but thanks for bringing him back. By the way, why is Spencer already sore?" Hotch said with a slight smirk.
"Well, let's just say that I tried to escort Spencer to the car, he balked at the idea of being drug like a baby and said a few choice words, so I decided it was time that I took a more active part in his growth. A more, shall we say, physical approach with the paddle. Never the less, we had a long discussion on the way here on my presence in his life, and how I was tired of watching him put himself in danger, and that I was not going to leave him, and that meant that I stepping up to the plate with you and Derek,…if that is ok?" Rossi asked.
Hotch put his arm around David, as he escorted him to the library and poured him a drink. "Having a kid, makes you need a little liquid courage sometime." Hotch said as he quickly tossed back his. "Time to go have a short discussion tonight, I figure I will hold off on his major punishment until tomorrow. That is unless, you want to have a go at it. This is more difficult than it seems, David, you are going in there to make someone you would prevent from ever getting hurt, cry out in pain. You have to explain to him why it is necessary for this and then steel your heart to their cries. Can you do that?"
"I never have before, but with Reid, I am willing to show him that I am here for the long haul. So wish me luck." Rossi said as he tossed back his drink and headed up stairs.
KNOCK!KNOCK!
"Come in." Spencer said softly.
"Spencer, turn and look at me." Rossi said as he waited for Spencer to turn and look him in the eyes. "I just spoke with Hotch and I am going to finish up tonight's punishment, Hotch will have his chance tomorrow."
"What? Tomorrow? You got to be kidding me? This is so unfair!" Spencer yelled out, just to make sure Hotch hears of his disapproval. "And why you? Haven't you done enough damage tonight?" Spencer sneered, not that he was angry in truth, he was scared.
"Spencer, you have deliberately lied to Garcia, Hotch, illegally entered a place of business for your own pleasure and then broke Hotch's grounding. You think unfair. Well, I hate to tell you, this isn't over. Come here." Rossi said as he crooked his finger, motioning for Spencer to stand beside him at the bed. "Ok, lose the cords and leave your underwear up." Rossi made for his belt and that was when Spencer lost it, not only was he tired, but his ass was still stinging.
"Not just no, but HELL NO!" Spencer said as he tried to escape Rossi's position. Rossi just grabbed him by the waist and held him down on his lap.
"Yes, son, and that just made it worse." Rossi reached down, unsnapped his cords and pushed both pants and boxers to his knees. Rossi reached up and slipped his belt out of his loops and doubled it up to prevent the buckle from injuring Spencer.
"NO!No! HOTCH! OWW! OW!" Spencer cried out as Rossi started laying lick after lick on Spencer's unprotected backside. "OWW! ARGHH! PLEASE! PLEASE!" Spencer started to cry out as he started kicking his legs up and down.
"Hold still!" SLAP!SLAP!SLAP!
"OK, OK, I…..a…a…am…so….sor…sorry. PLEASE, I promise I will be good!" Spencer was in full tears now. His ass felt like Rossi had started a forest fire on it.
Rossi had never truly felt what Hotch was talking about, but as he heard Spencer beg and plead, it just about brought him to tears, but remembering Hotch's words of advice, he knew he had to finish this. SLAP! "You will not lie to any of use!" SLAP! "You will apologize to Garcia and handle her punishment with no fighting. I will not lose you SPENCER REID!" Rossi said as he laid two hard licks on his thighs.
Spencer yowled loudly and just hung his head down as he tried to calm his tears down. He was sniffling loudly, unable to ever form a coherent sentence.
Rossi stood him up, let him just kick off his cords, but readjust boxers. "If you knew how hard that was to do, but if this is what it takes to keep you safe then so be it." Rossi pulled back the covers and watched as Spencer gingerly climbed and turned to face the opposite direction of Rossi. Rossi just leaned over, pushed one of the wayward locks of Spencer's hair behind his ear. "Good night." Rossi exited the room, leaving the door cracked and made it a few feet into the hall before he stopped and leaned his head against the wall. He had a feeling this was the first of many confrontations to come, after all a raising a child takes many people. He just never thought he would ever be one of the ones to help.
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