A weekend Fishing Trip or a Family Retreat Chapter 14
Chapter 14
Jen climbed into her tent with a giggle. She wasn't naive enough to think that what she did would pass without a mention, but hey...it'd be worth the grunting and stony looks if he actually relaxed and had a bit of fun for five minutes. It wasn't like he would or could do anything about it. She was the Director of NCIS wasn't she? Of course she was...And his boss no less...hmmm. Still there was safety in numbers, maybe she would just check on the girls.
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None of the boys said anything as they watched in awe as Jen took off at a lightening pace. Their was an eerie silence as they all contemplated what Gibbs' next move would be. The boys game had been stopped in it's tracks. Gibbs stood up as best as he could, hampered by his wet clothes and boots. He took off his fishing hat, emptied out the water and replaced it before making calmly for the waters edge. The calmness he was exibiting wasn't really a peaceful sort of calm...more like the calm before the strorm or the calm and deathly silence of a wild animal about to pounce.
Gibbs chose to ignore the boys curious stares. He dragged himself out of the lake in as dignified a manner as he could...The fact that he had slipped and landed back in the water twice in his attempt actually ruined his chances of that, but he was too intent on catching his prey to care. It would take more than a tumble into the lake to upset him or make him feel embarrassed, but this was too good an opportunity to pass up. Oh yeah. Jen may be his boss at NCIS but last time he looked they were on a strange version of a family vacation which made the coast all clear for retribution as far as he was concerned. He'd seen the sparkle in her eyes. She was testing the waters so to speak...well she'd get her answer alright. Her memory must be short.
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As Gibbs appeared to have disappeared down the track towards their camping ground the boys finally gave in to the laughter that had been bubbling just under the surface, only to be halted by a bark from just beyond the clearing.
"Care to share the joke?" the grumpy voice asked.
"No Sir!" Jimmy said. "Um...I mean Gibbs."
"No Boss." Tony and Tim blurted out as one. Neither could think of anything to pass off as funny as it was obvious to all what the joke was, but they needn't have bothered giving it a thought, the subject in question was gone.
"Wow!" Tony said. "Did you see that?" Tim's mouth was still agape.
"Uhhuh." He answered. "What do you think he's gonna do to her?" Tony giggled.
"I'd like to see that." He said.
"You think he's gonna spank her?" Jimmy said incredulously. "But she's his boss." Tony and Tim shared a glance and a chuckle. Poor Jimmy, he had so much to learn.
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Abby was sound asleep on her tummy with her hair now completely out of the pigtails and covering her face in a tangled mess. Ziva turned on her side and looked at Jen sheepishly as she entered the tent and sat down on the floor.
"Jen...I...I am sorry. About everything. Really." She said.
"Shhh. It's over now. You paid your debt...well half of it. There's still the repairs." Jen said with a distracted smile. She was listening for the return of the boys. Well one in particular. Ziva grinned.
"What did you do?" she asked. Jen stuck her chin out and wobbled her head.
"What makes you think I did something?" Jen asked.
"You are nervous and listening. You are expecting trouble." Ziva said. Jen opened her mouth to retort but was cut off by the sudden appearance of a rather damp Jethro. He stuck his head in through the tent flap.
"A word?" he said. Jen tried to look nonchalant.
"About?" she asked. She cringed as Jethro said nothing but took off his boots one at a time and poured the water out noisily beside the tent.
"Oh you did not..." Ziva said. Jen gave her a big grin.
"I kind of did." She said with a nervous look.
"Why?" Ziva asked. Jen shrugged.
"I don't know!" she said. "I guess I just wanted to see some of the old Jethro..."
"Older than this Jethro?" Ziva asked. She was genuinely confused. Jen opened her mouth to explain but was interrupted by a hand that reached into the tent and grabbed her arm.
"Later." Was all she had time to say before she was pulled out of the tent to face her fate.
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"So do we keep on fishing?" Jimmy asked as he tried to shake the water from his clothes a little. Tony looked at him as though he'd lost his mind.
"Um...NO." he answered. "We pack up this stuff as fast as we can and get back there so we don't miss the fireworks. Jimmy shrugged. He still didn't believe that there would be any fireworks. Still he was curious. Even Tim was anxious to see what would happen.
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Abby turned on her side to face Ziva sleepily.
"What was all that about?" she asked.
"I have no idea." Ziva said honestly. "Jen came and sat in here and then Gibbs came and asked to have a word. It seems as though she may have pushed him in the pond."
"Lake Ziva and she did NOT!" Abby said.
"Yes she did." Ziva said.
"Oh my God!" Abby squeaked. "We sure have seen a different side of her today. WOW!"
"Uhhuh." Ziva said.
"Did she tell you why?" she asked.
"She was just about to when Gibbs stuck his arm through the tent and dragged her out."
"Wow!" Abby said again. "Do you think?...WOW!"
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"I can explain Jethro." Jen said as she was guided by a rather heavy hand back into her own tent.
"No need." Jethro said.
"But there is...I had a good reason." she started.
"Jen...I know you." He said. "I know you're gonna tell me that you saw me give Tim a little help into the lake and you thought I deserved the same treatment." Jen opened her mouth but nothing came out, so Jethro continued. "Trouble is...you know me too and you know I had a reason and you know I would have only done that for Tim's own good. The kid needs to lighten up."
"Yes...well ...what if I was doing you the same favour?" She asked.
"You weren't." he answered.
"I..."
"No you weren't. You may have told yourself that for a split second, but you were challenging me." Jethro said determinedly. Jen put her hands on her hips.
"Exactly what was I challenging you to Jethro?" she asked with a smirk "A duel?" Jethro shrugged.
"Of sorts."
"Don't be ridiculous." She asked. "Why would I do that?" She was stalling for time here.
"Because you can cut the air in this tent with a knife. Because we both lay awake in here last night not touching, so close and yet still alone... and because you remember a time when you knew exactly what reaction you'd get..." He unzipped the tent and Jen sucked in a breath. He was going to leave. Instead, he took off his wet hat and threw it out of the tent and his wet socks followed while Jen stood there silently with tears in her eyes trying desperately to come up with a quip... but nothing came to mind.
Before another thought had time to enter her mind she found herself tucked under the arm of a now pissed off Jethro. She felt a sudden breeze as her pants and underwear were tugged down to her knees but she wasn't cold for long. Jethro wasted no more time at all and brought his hand down hard with a loud thwack several times.
"That was for even thinking for a MINUTE that I would say all that and then leave you alone here." He said. He gave her another whack for good measure and then sat down on a sleeping bag and pulled her down over his knee.
"Ewww Jethro! You're still all wet!" she yelled.
"Yep...uncomfortable isn't it." He asked with a big grin that she couldn't exactly see from her angle. He started spanking at a cracking pace turning her bottom from pink to red within minutes. Jen yelped and squealed and kicked her legs madly.
"Ok...you made your point...Ouch! Ow Jethro you can stop...Jethro...OW. I said you can stop!" Jen yelled. Jethro held his hand mid air and considered his next move. He smiled. Nah...not yet he thought. He smacked her wriggling backside again although he did slow his pace... and the spanks were definitely nowhere near as hard...
"Jethro?" Jen asked.
"Yes Jen?" he answered as he started to rub out the sting.
"Never mind." She said with a sigh.
"Uhhuh."
TBC I think...maybe.