Chapter 11

Tony had been let out about half a mile from Marshall Academy near a housing development. Tony had walked towards the houses until he was sure that the cabbie was gone before turning around and heading towards the school. He noticed that he grounds looked quiet and saw no signs of vehicles or staff and deemed it safe to explore.

He circled the school before finding a way in via a tree standing next to the fence. Tony was able to climb the tree and drop within the grounds. He quietly moved forward all the while keeping an eye out for anything that might be useful to the investigation. He soon found his way to the place where he had seen he ammo boxes but found that Gibbs had been right…they had been moved. But whoever had done it had been careless and hadn't noticed the hole in the box and every few feet a shell had fallen out thus marking the path to the new location.

Tony found it with ease and even now was astonished by the size of the ammunition and weapons found within the storehouse. There were crates upon crates of both weapons and ammunition just waiting to go to whoever would pay the price.

'I've got to call Gibbs,' thought Tony as he reached for his cellphone and called.

"Gibbs," whispered Tony, "I found the location of the weapons," he added quickly as he sensed his Boss was about to yell and probably alert whoever was on guard duty.

"The storehouse is behind the basketball court. All you have to do is follow the bullets beneath the bushes nearby," he said as the light suddenly came on.

"Boss….I'm in trouble…hurr…' was all he got out before he was grabbed and his cellphone destroyed.

"You are in so much trouble, Gibbs," barked out Sergeant Powers striking his leg lightly with his riding crop as he approached. "Do you know how much I'm going to enjoy myself tonight," as he added as he got closer?

"I was just curious about what was back here," lied Tony as he stayed in character. "My dad isn't going to like it if he finds out that you used that thing on me."

"I don't really care about your father; but what I do want is to know who your Boss is?" Powers asked as he swung the crop hard against Tony's upper thigh.

"Aghhh," cried Tony at the blow. It felt as if he had been branded.

"Not going to answer me, boy?" and at Tony's shake of the head said to one of his men, "strap him down over that crate of riffles and I'll see if I can reignite that fire in his butt…just think of it as a continuation of this afternoon…but when it is over with I will have my answers and you won't sit for months!"

Tony fought but was unable to free himself from the goons holding him and all too soon he found himself in a very scary position. He watched Powers approach from the corner of his eye and tensed as he felt the crop being placed upon his backside.

"One last chance…who was it you were talking to before you were caught?"

Tony shook his head but tensed when he felt his belt unbuckled and his jeans pulled down, "NNNOOOOOO!!!!" struggling once again to free himself.

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Gibbs had easily found the basketball court and with the help of his flashlight he had even found where the boxes of ammo must have laid.

"Search around here," he ordered as he played his light on the area around the court. "DiNozzo said to follow the bullets and they will lead us to him."

Everyone began searching in earnest when Ziva whispered, "here…Gibbs…and there is another," she added as another bullet shone under her light.

Soon they were following the bullets as they lead to a warehouse. It was then that they heard Tony cry and the rushed in shouting, "NCIS! FREEZE!"

The first thing that caught Gibbs eyes was Sergeant Powers with a crop raised ready to bring it down on his struggling agent and he fired one round over his head, "Stop or the next one will go through you," he shouted angrily.

Powers cursed as he slowly brought his arm down and dropped the crop to the floor.

"I knew he was hiding something," Powers growled. "You're not his father but his boss," he concluded bitterly.

As Gibbs moved closer he corrected Powers statement, "Yes, I'm his boss, but also a surrogate father at times. My team is my family and you have been having way too much fun at his expense…are you hurt DiNozzo?"

"No, Boss…you got here before he could do anything."

Gibbs quickly cuffed Powers saying, "you are lucky you stopped when you did Sergeant."

"Why?"

"Because I would have shot to kill if you had continued," replied Gibbs seriously as he motioned for McGee to come closer.

"McGee, take this piece of filth and get him out of my sight before I'm tempted to do him some harm," snarled Gibbs as McGee led the sergeant away.

"He Tony okay?" asked Kate as she moved closer.

"He'll be fine; we got here before Powers could hurt him further. You called for back-up?"

"Yes, Agent Balboa and his team is coming along with the local LEOs; ah here they are now," and moved to intercept.

Gibbs turned and released his agent who hastily redressed before any of the LEOs could see his predicament and followed Gibbs as he left the warehouse.

After checking to see that Balboa team and the LEOs had the scene well under control he left with DiNozzo and headed back to the Navy Yard and NCIS taking a detour on the way.

"Why are we going to your house, Boss?" asked Tony as he recognized the route.

"I need a quiet place to discuss something with you," replied Gibbs knowingly. "And I didn't think you would want any one else to hear," he added as he pulled into his drive.

All too soon Tony found himself in his boss' living room watching Gibbs carefully.

Gibbs suddenly sat in one of the armless chair motioning for Tony to sit as well. "DiNozzo, what part of 'NO' didn't you understand?" he asked sternly.

"I understood Boss; I just wanted to get Powers so bad…"

"So bad that you would willingly disobey my order?"

"I guess…it sounds so bad when you say it like that, Boss."

"It is, and you know how I deal with disobedience, DiNozzo?"

Tony nodded slowly and waited for Gibbs to continue.

"Since you acted like a kid I'm going to treat you like one…lose the pants and come here," he ordered pointing to his chair.

"Not a spanking, Boss…it makes my feel so…"

"Exactly, DiNozzo; it makes you feel like a little kid who disobeyed his mother or father…now unless you want me to add to the licks I have in mind…MOVE IT" he ordered sternly.

Tony reluctantly did as he was told and approached his boss, and carefully put himself over his Boss' lap and waited for his tail to be spanked feeling like a ten year old once again.

Gibbs made short work of pulling down Tony's underwear and then began to blister his agent's butt…it didn't take him long to turn it blazing red before he came to an erupt stop. "There that should just about do it…with what Powers gave you earlier I didn't want to cause you any more damage…just wanted to awaken the fire he left."

Tony quickly scrambled from Gibbs lap before admitting, "Well, you did that Boss," as he pulled up his pants and distant himself from his boss.

"Come on," ordered Gibbs as he headed for the door, "I have an interrogation to do."

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"Has Powers being taken to interrogation?" asked Gibbs on arriving.

"Yes Boss," replied McGee, "and Lt. Connors is in Interrogation room two; she was picked up during the bust of the junkyard gambling ring and Lt. Smythe had her brought here. She's been waiting for an hour now."

Gibbs paused and then smiled, "I'll talk to her first…and give Powers time to stew for a while," he announced as he headed in the direction of the Interrogation area.

Tony watched as his boss left the squad room and followed only long enough to assure himself that he wasn't calling Ducky about him and then he headed down to Autopsy.

"Ducky, can I have another shot for pain?" asked Tony as he entered the room.

The ME looked up from the report he was working on and walked toward Tony. "I'm sorry dear boy, but that I can not do." he said regretfully.

That stopped Tony in his tracks and he asked with astonishment, "Why not?"

"Because Jethro won't like it."

"But you did it earlier when you thought Gibbs had whipped me," argued Tony.

"I only said that I wanted to look at the damage not that I was going to give you a painkiller. When you told me that it hadn't been Jethro that caused the pain then I had no problem with treating it….that's not the case now."

"But I'm in pain, Ducky," whined Tony convincingly.

"Yes, but at the hand of Jethro…not Sergeant Powers. You have to understand Anthony…pain is a big part of any punishment Jethro hands out and he wouldn't appreciate learning that I gave you something to ease it," explained Ducky gently.

"But how did you know that he had spanked me?" asked Tony, "It just happened and we only just arrived back?"

"If it had been Sergeant Powers then he would have called me or escorted you down to see me…as you can see Jethro isn't here."

"THWACK"

Tony felt the all familiar slap to the back of his head and turned around to face his angry boss. "OW! what was that for?"

"For being down here trying to convince Ducky into giving you a painkiller instead of being up at your desk typing up your report," replied a very pissed off Gibbs.

Tony opened his mouth to argue when Gibbs added,

"And unless you want to stay and try to argue the fact with me I can always add to the heat in your bottom."

"No…it's hot enough as it is…sorry Boss…Ducky," cried Tony as he fled back upstairs.

Ducky watched the interaction with amusement before turning to his friend and asking, "Just how bad did you whip young Anthony?"

"I didn't whip him Duck…I spanked him instead. He acted like a ten year old wanting revenge so I punished him like one. He'll be uncomfortable for a few days and maybe every time he sits he will remember why. Duck he disobeyed me and endangered his life by not going without backup. When I got there he had been captured and strapped down over a crate with Powers about to use his riding crop on him. Powers was pissed enough to beat him soundless with that crop and if I hadn't arrived in time he would have," explained Gibbs.