After Jack was in bed, Rossi, Reid and Hotch sat in the family room. No one had spoken for a few moments and no one was really sure what to say.
"So?" Reid started slowly.
"So, Hotch and I spoke when you were saying goodnight to Jack and for now I think the best course of action is that you are going to take a leave of absence from work for a little while..."
"What?!" Spencer roared, standing abruptly.
Both older men ignored the outburst, "I am going to take this first week off with you, then Hotch will take next week off. If things seem to be going okay, we will ease you back into work. If they aren't then everyone on the team has volunteered to take some time off."
"I can go to work just fine!" Spencer snapped.
"Except you came into the work place three times at least, on drugs this week, and that cannot happen." Hotch told him, "Besides a week off work sounds nice."
Rossi nodded, he knew that Hotch had thrown a small tantrum at first the idea of taking a week off, and second essentially being grounded himself, but he was proud for him to step up now.
"We want you to go to a meeting a day for at least ninety days, after that time, we can discuss maybe lessening to every-other day. Someone will go with you to each meeting." Hotch plunged on.
"And if I refuse?" Reid asked, sitting down slowly as the adrenaline wore off, and the reality of withdrawal sunk in.
"Then you will get a spanking every time and you will still go. If you are disobedient in anyway you will get a spanking. If drugs come into this house, or your system, you will get a spanking; If you are disrespectful you will get a spanking, am I understood?" Rossi asked.
"That seems extream." Reid said softly. He picked at the arm of the couch.
"What's wrong son?" Hotch asked softly, genuinley worried about the young man in front of him.
"I'm not going to feel well...maybe I won't be able to control my attitude." He whispered.
"We will take it one day at a time Reid, and we will beat this. I promise you that. You are too valuable to us to not beat this, you hear us?" Hotch asked, reaching out to still his hand.
"I got it." Reid mumbled.
"You will also be on a strict schedule while you are doing bootcamp, again any variation and you will be spanked. You are working on sorting out your life as well as earning back our trust, but I know you can do it." Rossi told him. He pulled out a schedule he had typed up when Hotch and Reid had played legos with Jack. Reid reached out for the paper already knowing he was going to hate it.
06:00: Wake-Up
06:15: Leave for Run w/ Hotch
07:00: Shower
07:15: Breakfast
08:00: Chores
10:30: AA Meeting
12:30: Lunch
13:00: Rest
14:30: Exercise
16:00: Doctors Appointment
17:30: Chores
18:30: Dinner
19:30: Family Time
20:30: Homework
22:00: Lights Out
"Studies show that eight hours of sleep really isn't needed, and certianly nine and a half is overkill." Reid told him.
Rossi sighed, "You will follow that, no complaints, your body will need the rest."
"Any questions comments?" Hotch asked calmly.
"Doctor's appointment?" Reid had deduced the answer, but wanted to hear it.
"Therapy." Hotch confirmed.
Reid sighed, irritated by this information, "Homework?"
"You will get a new assignment every night." Rossi confirmed.
"Am...am I getting a spanking now?"Spencer asked.
"No." Rossi said. "I think we will start fresh tomorrow."
"One more thing," Aaron said. "You need to be honest with us about any craving you have."
"Yes Sir." Reid said.
"I know you took a shower already, but do you want to take another one?" Rossi asked him.
"No Sir," Reid told him.
"Go get changed for bed, we will be right up." Rossi told him.
"I...I don't need to be tucked in." Reid said non-convincingly.
Rossi grabbed his arm and pulled him over his knee. In a matter of seconds he had his jeans down and started spanking Reid hard. "I say it, you do it, do you understand?"
"Yes!" Reid called out loudly. "Yes Sir, I understand!"
Rossi stopped quickly. "We will be up in a minute."
Reid looked injured, but quickly made his way out of the room. Rossi turned his gaze to Hotch, "That went well."
"Much better than I expected." Hotch nodded.
"After we put him to bed, you and I have to have a talk. I made you a schedule for this week too. Barring any emergency at work." He handed the paper over.
05:00: Wake-Up
05:15: Work-Out
06:00: Get Jack up for school
06:15: Run with Reid
07:00: Shower
07:15: Breakfast
07:45: Leave for work with Jack
17:00: Arrive Home
17:30: Jack Time
18:30: Dinner
19:30: Family Time
20:30: Work-Out/ Chores
22:00: Tuck Spencer in
22:15: Nightly Debrief
22:45: Lights Out
"Any questions?" Rossi asked.
"I'm not sure I can pick up Jack and be here by 5." Hotch said.
"I will grab Jack from preschool after I drop Reid off at the doctor." Rossi told him.
"Thank you, he will like that. What's debriefing time?" Hotch asked.
"We need to devote as much energy and time to Spencer as we can, so we will go over your day during that time, after he's in bed." Rossi told him.
"That's when I get paddled for my screw-ups." Hotch acknowleged.
Rossi frowned, "Or rewarded for your good day."
Hotch shook the piece of paper, "This won't exhaust you?"
"Nothing about helping my family will ever exhaust me. Anything else?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Let's go tuck Reid in so we can deal with your paddling then and get to bed. We have to be up bright and early."
The men found an almost asleep Reid when they came into the room. Hotch sat by his bed, and rubbed his back until he drifted softly into sleep, much like he did for Jack, and though Morgan would be embarrassed if he told anyone, Morgan too after a particularly draining punishment. When Spencer's breathing was completely even, Hotch stood and went into Dave's room to see his and Jack's bags on the bed.
"Did you even go through them?" Hotch asked.
"I wasn't planning on going through them; I just needed you to obey."
Hotch tried hard not to roll his eyes at this information. He knew what Dave wanted and walked over to the bed before dropping his slacks and boxers and leaning over the side.
Rossi picked up the paddle from the bed, and squeezed Hotch's shoulder before squaring up. "Ready?"
"Yes Sir." Hotch told him.
Rossi nodded before delivering a blistering swat. It was a quick and hard paddling that had Hotch in tears in less than 3 minutes. Rossi let him up and instructed him to change. Like Hotch had done only half an hour before, Rossi rubbed Hotch's back to sleep and then went to collapse into his own bed.