WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SPANKING. If that will bother you, please skip to the next chapter when it is available. Thanks a ton! I'll see you there!

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Abby woke and ate supper rather quietly due to her grogginess. Gibbs was fine with that since he was never all that drawn to speaking anyway. That evening he would have to do more than enough "discussing" for his taste. They both were content to let the silence last as long as possible.

Abby began to wake up more but that alertness slowed rather than sped up the meal.

I don't want to ever finish my potato! I don't want the "second course" of the day because I have a good idea what that will include!

"Just put your dishes in the sink and come on down to the basement when you're ready," Gibbs finally told Abby as he put his own dishes in the sink and headed downstairs, leaving the nervous princess to herself.

Why, oh why, did I disobey him in the first place! I've really earned it this time!

It was a good half hour before Gibbs heard the tell-tale steps on the stairs. Abby was very slow in her descent. He let her take her time, hesitating every few steps on her way. He sanded the boat calmly, making attention to each nick and bump in the side, taking away the roughness and leaving a piece of art.

Is that what he's trying to do with me? Abby questioned herself, so surprised by the thought that she took the final few steps to stand by Gibbs' side. He paused his work and set down the sander, instead placing his arm around Abby's shoulders, accidentally spreading sawdust on her shirt, and giving the top of her head a kiss.

"Ready?"

The word was simple but it was hard to formulate a response. At least Gibbs was not going to keep her waiting until the next day.

"Come over here to the sawhorse," he told her, leading her back to the scene of her spanking a couple of days ago. Abby paled a little more than normal as she saw what was resting on top.

The paddle.

Yes, it was waiting there for her, ready to teach her some lessons that she really had no interest in learning.

Why, oh why, does Gibbs want to keep teaching me? Hey, couldn't he just scold me or ground me ... oh, he tried those. Oops. That wouldn't work! Foolish Abby, why can't you learn the first ... or second ... or tenth time?!

"Let's talk," Gibbs said, pointing to a spot next to him. Abby slowly sat next to him, avoiding the paddle with obvious aversion.

"Why the acting out?" Gibbs asked the question. Abby shrugged and kept looking at her lap until Gibbs tipped her chin up to look at him. "That's not an answer," he said sternly. "Talk."

"I ... I just wanted to."

"Again - not an answer."

Abby gave a frustrated huff. "I was tired of being told what to do, okay?"

"Attitude, Abs!"

Abby took a deep breath, just managing to restrain a second huff. "I just wanted to do my own thing without someone breathing down my neck about safety or consequences. I drank all the Caf-Pow! I could, then saw the glitter, and it just happened."

"In no way did that disobedience - on so many levels - 'just happen'. Try again."

Abby stopped trying to make excuses and looked down in her heart to see if she could find the answer. "Ooooh." She bit her lip. "I ... I was upset ... and hurting ... and everyone kept trying to stop me from getting what I wanted and I couldn't get what I really wanted deep in my heart and I never can anymore and I just was feeling so upset that I wanted to ... to ... oh, I was so ba ... naughty."

Gibbs leaned over and kissed her cheek. "You got it."

"Wait ... you knew that? All along? But I just found ..." Abby's voice died out as she looked at Gibbs. "You're mysterious." Her smile disappeared as Gibbs picked up the paddle and ran his hand over it. "I'm still in trouble, aren't I?"

Gibbs nodded. "I don't like it, Abs, but I warned you. I tried to get you to stop, I tried to get you help, but you didn't listen, did you?"

Abby hung her head even lower and tears welled up in her eyes. "No."

"So now I have to discipline you. I know that you've had a hard few days but you know better than to act like you have been. You could have come to me at any point and I would have tried to help you. Instead you tried to go off on your own, got hyped up on your caffeine drinks, and vandalized the property of co-workers - co-workers who think of you like family and would do anything to help you."

It took no effort for Abby to cry.

I ruined the trust that my friends had in me. Now they'll never want to see me again. Tony was so upset and I don't blame him a bit!

"Now we all love you, no matter what you've done," Gibbs said, apparently catching on to what Abby might be thinking. "Even Tony, no matter how upset he was. We all love you so much, Abs. BUT just because people will love you unconditionally does not mean that you can act out and ruin other people's things because you are having a bad day. I wouldn't accept that from a toddler and I most definitely will not accept it from you! You know better, Abigail!"

Gibbs gently took her hand and pulled her up until she was standing in front of him.

"You are grounded for two weeks for running away when I told you to go home. And because you didn't listen when I told you no Caf-Pow! you won't be getting any for the first week of your grounding. Understood?"

Abby nodded miserably.

"Good. Now, what did I tell you would happen if you kept going on with the glitter and acting out?" he asked sternly.

Abby chewed her lip, scared of the answer.

"I said that you'd be getting a paddling bare, didn't I?" Gibbs asked. Abby slowly nodded. "Do you think you deserve that?"

Oh, I hate when he does that - makes me agree that I'm going to get what I deserve. But ...

Abby nodded again.

"Then let's get this over with. Come here and bend over my knee."

Abby reluctantly complied, moving as slowly as could still be considered obedient. She was in no rush to complete the pre-spanking ritual. Gibbs eventually placed his arm around her waist and settled her over his knee, then pulled her pajama pants and underwear down to expose her bottom for its punishment.

"Hold still," he warned, resting the paddle against her bottom. The ominous feeling of the cool wood made Abby want to squirm but she held still for the moment, taking a deep breath as he raised the paddle, then letting out a small cry at the first swat.

"Ow!"

Gibbs did not say anything, just stoically continued. A dozen spanks later and it did not matter how hard Abby was trying to keep still - she was squirmy and she could not help it! Gibbs' disappointment in her, as well as her own at her behaviour, was just as uncomfortable as the spanks.

"Hold still," Gibbs ordered again, tapping her thigh with the paddle. The intense sting made Abby squeal.

"I'm sorry!" she begged. "No ... more, please!"

Gibbs was silent and only met her pleas with another few spanks. He finally paused and Abby struggled to stand up but he held her still.

"No, Abs, we're not done yet."

"But ... but! Oh ... it hurts!" she told him indignantly, giving a tiny kick. Gibbs responded by smacking her other thigh lightly.

"Stop doing that! It stings!" Abby yelled, kicking again, harder this time.

SMACK. "Cut." SMACK. "The." SMACK. "Attitude." SMACK.

Abby broke down and began crying, broken-hearted. The attitude was most definitely gone. Her thighs stung like crazy, her bottom was throbbing, everyone - most assuredly including Gibbs - was annoyed at her, she was tired, and her spanking was not even over yet. She had been a complete brat and being a brat was never worth the consequences.

Gibbs seemed to sense the change and prepared to finish the spanking with the final questions.

"Are you done with the glitter, Abs?"

SMACK!

Right on my sit spot! Ouch!

"Ye...yes!"

SMACK!

And that was the other sit spot! Owie! Owie! Ouch!

"Good girl. Next time I tell you to head home are you going to listen?"

SMACK!

"Yes! I pro ... promise!"

At least he said that I was a good girl. He must be almost done!

SMACK!

I'll never sit again!

"And next time things don't go the way you want, are you going to act out and ruin other people's belongings with glitter?"

SMACK!

Abby took a deep, gasping breath and blurted out, "No! I promise! I ... I promise! I'll ... I'll be...eee good, Gibbs! Please ... I promise!"

SMACK! SMACK!

"I believe you."

And then, seconds later, she was being hugged by Gibbs who was starting to shake with ... laughter?

"What's so funny?" Abby said in an accusatory tone. From her perspective nothing was funny about the evening.

"Oh, Abs, I just have never had to ask someone if they're going to be a repeat glitter offender until I met you."

Abby frowned for a few more seconds, then relaxed her face into a slight smile.

"You're saying I'm special?" she asked with a twinkle in her red-rimmed eyes.

Gibbs laughed as he rocked her in his arms.

"Oh, you have no idea how special you are, Abby! And that just makes me love you more."

Abby smiled. Her spanking was over, things were back to normal, and Gibbs' love was once again confirmed.

The glittery grump was gone. A warm-seated angel had taken her place.

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