Hello! I'm baaaaacck!
There will not be any spanking in this chapter, just discussion of it. There will likely be spanking in the next one, but this little bit - which I thought was a going to take up 200-400 words ended up blossoming into a full chapter. And then with fiftyshadeswritergal's editing suggestions (be thankful for her! this story gained nearly another 900-1,000 words due to her offered ideas) it turned into a full BIG chapter!
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Ziva's temperamental upset calmed in response to Ducky's gentle nurturing. He did not push her about her session and Gibbs followed the doctor's lead. Doughnuts, tea, and caramels seemed to sweeten her disposition - and Ducky's announcement that she would likely be good to have her freedom back come Thursday made her genuinely smile. She squirmed a little on her chair and did not mention Jackie once, but Gibbs viewed it as an upward turn in the day.
In fact, everything went surprisingly well until that evening.
"When can we play darts?" Ziva asked as she helped him find choose the items that they wanted to order from the Chinese restaurant. Gibbs internally sighed at the question.
Here we go again.
"Tomorrow," he replied calmly.
Ziva's response did not borrow from his peace with the situation.
"But you said that I could use them tonight!" she protested loudly, going into minor explosion. "You promised that I could use them tonight! And now you are breaking your promise! You are no better than him!" She seemed surprised that she had shouted the last phrase angrily at Gibbs, and her startled pause gave Gibbs a chance to answer.
"Ziva, I did not promise. I had decided that you could earn that privilege back today - but unfortunately you did not earn it."
"I went to my session and I let Ducky check me! What else do you want?!" Ziva snapped.
Gibbs raised an eyebrow. "A little respect - like what you refused to give me this morning." It was just a statement, not meant to shame or upset her. And it may have carried just a little reminder to remain respectful even though she was upset.
But Ziva seemed to nearly growl at the reminder.
"But I did everything else for the rest of the day!" she protested, her voice getting louder.
"I know. But the answer is still 'no'."
There was a knock on the door just in time to save Gibbs from having to reply.
"That's Jen. Go ahead and let her in."
Ziva shot him one baleful look before hurrying to the door and flinging it open.
"Hello, Zi..."
"He broke his promise!" Ziva announced flatly. "He broke the promise he made last night! I was supposed to be able to use the darts again and now he won't let me!"
At least there was hope that Jenny would fix things and make the not-so-good-day end okay.
"What promise?" Jenny asked with concern in her tone, glancing from Ziva to ... Gibbs.
"You are already on his side!" Ziva accused.
"Now hold on. I just got here twenty seconds ago. I am on no one's 'side' and I have no desire to be. Let me take off my coat and then we'll discuss it, all right?" Jenny said, moving into the house. "Hello, Jethro."
"Hello, Jen," Gibbs replied with a wry smile.
"Now, Ziva," Jenny said, finally turning back to the annoyed girl. "What is it that has you so upset?"
"He will not let me use the darts!"
"Oh - and why is that?"
"Because he broke his promise!"
Despite having just arrived in the battle zone, Jenny was not unprepared. Nor was she gullible.
"I have a feeling that there is a different reason for not letting you have the darts. Can you think of any - perhaps something to do with any earlier misbehaviour?" she asked, causing Ziva to flush a little at the perceptive question. She scowled and crossed her arms.
"You are just on his side!" she repeated rather than answer the question. Jenny was not going to settle with that.
"Jethro?"
"She didn't want to listen earlier - got an attitude - and so she got a spanking this morning. That does not count as behaving in my book."
Jenny turned to Ziva with a raised eyebrow. "It sounds like you left out a bit of the story there, sweetie."
"I should still get to use the darts because I did everything else right!" Ziva protested with her head tucked down against her chest.
Jenny shook her head firmly. "I am sure that it will be a good motivation for you to earn them back for ... tomorrow," she said, exchanging a look with Gibbs.
Ziva began to mutter under her breath and got a sharp "Watch it!" from Jenny.
"I was not saying anything!" Ziva protested as both Gibbs and Jenny frowned disapprovingly at her. "I was not!"
"Ziva, that attitude you're getting now is not going to do you any favours. Please go sit on the sofa and calm yourself down. We will be in the kitchen."
Ziva looked ready to shout but one glance at Gibbs let her know that he would back up Jenny. And her bottom was still sending unpleasant tingles every so often. No, one spanking a day was enough. But still ...
It was a bad day again!
"It is not fair," she protested feebly, sitting down on the sofa. The soft cushions provided a comfortable place to sit - something that was seriously lacking elsewhere in the Gibbs house. Why did all the chairs have to be made of such hard wood?!
Instead of going to the kitchen, Jenny came and took a seat next to her and looked her in the eyes. "No, it is fair," she corrected firmly but kindly. "I think what you mean is that it isn't fun or nice - even that it might not feel fair. But we both know that it is fair."
Ziva glared at her but Jenny kept her gaze firm and not angry. Ziva finally looked away with a little huff.
"I am going to let you cool off now for a bit - and I think that maybe you should try thinking about how you could modify your attitude a little. I came here to have an enjoyable evening with you and Jethro - not to argue. Now is there something special that you want for supper or ...?"
"We were ordering Chinese," Ziva mumbled, looking away to convey her dislike of having to communicate someone who was obviously on Gibbs' side in everything else but food.
Jenny rolled her eyes at the response but relented. "And does he know what you want?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll choose what I want, we'll order, and then we'll come talk to you, okay?"
It was not okay. Everything was bad. She did not reply but Jenny gave her shoulder a squeeze, ignored the lack of response, and left Ziva to her stormy world of thoughts.
Ziva focused her glare on the list of rules on the wall and willed it to spontaneously combust.
No such luck.
It was turning into a bad night too.
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The food was ordered, a whispered consultation had been held in the kitchen, and the two parent figures were headed back into the living room to talk to Ziva.
"Feeling better now?" Jenny asked soothingly.
"I did not feel badly in the first place so I do not need to feel better!"
Gibbs and Jenny exchanged "a look" and each took a seat in front of the frustrated young lady.
"Good," Jenny said crisply. "Then if you do not want to talk, we will. There's a few things that we need to clarify with you. Jethro?"
"Zi, this morning during your spanking you started yelling and cursing at me," Gibbs said sternly.
"And just a few minutes ago you were swearing in French at me," Jenny added.
Ziva flushed and looked away. That had been moments when she had lost all control over her words - and she hated losing control of herself in any way.
"You already ... punishedmeanditissupposedtobeover," she said in a rush, referencing her earlier "session" with Gibbs. She felt that muttering under her breath in French was fine. Not like it was directed at Jenny anyway - she could have been talking to herself for all they knew!
"What?" Jenny asked, confused by the burst of words.
"Punishments are supposed to end things!" Ziva protested. At least, that was what Gibbs and Jenny kept saying - and to be honest she preferred that way of dealing with things than others that she had experienced. If they kept holding her to rules, she could hold them to their own principles about discipline!
"We know, and that's why we dislike having to bring it up again. However, you need to be given a fair warning," Gibbs said
"About what?" Ziva asked defensively. She really disliked being given warnings.
"I know that spankings hurt and that they are hard to take without losing your temper. However, I do not want to hear you using bad language at me or Jen during any other spankings in the future."
"And if you do, we are going to make the rest of the spanking more severe. Including if I am spanking you and you get out of control - like you have the past - then I will be asking Jethro to take over until you calm down again and then I will finish," Jenny added.
"That's right. I will," Gibbs affirmed.
Ziva was horrified! How did a few bad words end up getting her in this situation? They were saying that if she ever said anything bad again during a spanking - which she was bound to do at some point - she was going to be in a lot more trouble. And a certain fact made her blush a little.
"But usually when Jenny ... when you ... spanks me," Ziva blurted out, blushing a few shades brighter, "she ... you ... usually do it with ... without ..."
"You're bottom's bare," Jenny supplied. Ziva ducked her head, feeling all the blood rush to her face.
Gibbs nodded. "Well, if that was the case, I'd spank your bare bottom too. I've given a large number of spankings bare - and those spankings seem to work the best anyway. You'll be getting it bare anyway when I think that is what you need in order to learn your lesson. Whether or not you push and get your first spanking that way due to being disrespectful to Jen is up to you."
Ziva just stared at him with wide eyes, "That is not a fair choice!" she protested.
"Why not?" Jenny queried, attempting to mediate the situation.
"Because I know that I will say something bad at some point while being spanked and it is not fair that I get spanked more for something that I cannot avoid!"
Jenny and Gibbs both smiled wryly. Gibbs answered, "I used to think that too when I was in your position - but it is amazing how much behaviour can be changed when you know the bad consequences. You know the consequences now, so hopefully it will deter you from ever being disrespectful during a spanking. If not, then you'll try again."
"That is very true!" Jenny agreed.
Ziva scowled. It was obvious that she did not agree with Gibbs and Jenny's declaration - but also that she knew that arguing against it was going to get her nowhere - except maybe scolded.
No thank you!
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Jenny's heart seemed to sigh as she saw the confusion and rebellion fighting for dominance on Ziva's face. The girl eventually just focused her attention on her shoes and crossed her arms tightly over her chest, trying to hug herself to provide comfort after the upsetting declaration that there was now yet another way that she could end up in trouble.
Poor baby.
"We only do this because we love you," she explained, trying to give her a kiss. Ziva yanked away and Jenny slowly pulled back.
So much for trying to comfort her. She is far too angry for that right now.
"I am going to go upstairs and change into something more comfortable and wash up a little," Jenny explained, going to the door to get her go-bag which she had brought in from the car. The suit that she was wearing made her look powerful and put-together, but it was not exactly comfortable for a night with her makeshift family!
"Whatever," Ziva grumbled.
Jenny held her breath for ten seconds to fight back her original negative response to the remark, then smiled.
"I will be back in just a minute. And if the food gets here before I do, don't eat all my rice!"
There was no response. Jenny shrugged at Gibbs who gave her an encouraging wink.
She would try again later. Ziva could not remain grumpy forever.
At least she hoped not.
She would not let her.
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As Jenny went upstairs - and he was left without backup - Gibbs realized that he needed to make sure that Ziva was going to be okay with one last detail of their conversation.
"Ziva, are you going to be okay if I spank you bare? Because if it is, I won't do it. I don't want to scare you - just teach you."
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Ziva suddenly realized something - if I lie and say that I will be triggered, then he will not do it. He will not spank me bare - and when Jenny spanks me bare it always hurts more than when she spanks me over my underwear. When Gibbs spanked me on my panties today it hurt a lot! It will hurt a lot more if he takes them down. He would never know if I am lying or not. It is believable that I can handle Jenny spanking me bare but could not handle him.
Of course, if he realizes that I lied, he would probably spank me really hard for lying!
But if he never finds out ...
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Gibbs was watching Ziva closely and could see the internal debate playing out across her face. He knew exactly what she was being tempted to do - and that debate could only mean that she did not believe that she was going to be triggered by a bare bottom spanking.
But he did not say a word. This was Ziva's decision. Even if he was certain that she was lying, he would not address it. Ziva needed to learn to trust and sometimes that process was bumpy. And if she needed to have her trust built by him not giving her a spanking bare, then he could always just add a few extra firm spanks over her pants or underwear to make his point.
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I do not want to be spanked bare - I hate spankings in the first place! He would never know ...
But he is trusting me. And if I lie, then I will be ruining that trust.
Although who cares about trust when their bottom is hurting?!
Ziva suddenly was struck with a realization.
He is asking. He does not want to scare me. He does not want to hurt me ... well, besides the hurt of a spanking!
And if he cares like that, they I do not think that he will spank me longer than I deserve. And if I deserve to have a bare bottom spanking, then it is fair for me to get it even if I do not want it.
But it will hurt!
But I need to be truthful and trust him.
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Gibbs was almost certain that Ziva was going to say that she could not handle a bare bottom spanking from him. The temptation was obviously strong and he knew that if the other three had been given such an easy opportunity to get out having their bare backsides spanked all of them would have immediately lied. Of course, they probably would not have been able to continue lying for long (especially Abby) before being overcome by guilt and then confessing - but what person would give up a chance to legitimately get out of a harder spanking? No one wou...
"I will be fine. Just ... you will do it like earlier? Let me keep my pants and ... everything up until after I bend over?" Ziva said bravely.
Apparently Ziva would.
Gibbs pulled her into a tight hug, overcome by shocking pride in her. "I know that wasn't easy to say," he whispered, "but I am SO proud of you for being truthful, Little One."
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Ziva squirmed a little in the hug - she was uncomfortable about this whole conversation. But hearing Gibbs say that he was proud of her? That was a little nice. She stopped squirming and relaxed a little. After a long, bad day it was calming to feel that love around her. She rested in his arms and gradually let her body lose some of its rigidness. She let herself be held. She was tired and yawned, blinking sleepily as the warmth of Gibbs' arms enveloped her. She was tired - tired of being upset, tired of being grumpy, tired of being scared and ... emotional. She could see why ... Abby liked ... being cuddled so ... much. It ... was ... relaxing ...
And then there was a knock on the door.
She pulled back with a tired frown, feeling Gibbs' sigh as he helped her sit up on her own again.
"That's our food," he said softly, standing and going to the door. They could hear Jenny finishing up in the bathroom and starting to make her way down. He got out his wallet and withdrew some cash before turning back to Ziva.
"Choose a movie if you want. It's not the same as darts, but it is something that we can do together with Jen while we eat."
He did not dare to add aloud that he doubted that Ziva would even stay awake the whole time, judging based on how she had almost fallen asleep just now. He did not want to make her defensive and then have her force herself to be awake the whole time. The extra rest would be good for her.
On her end, Ziva smiled a little and scrambled to make her choice.
It had been a bad day but it was not ending terribly.
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I hope that you enjoyed. :)
There will likely be spanking in the next chapter, so if you want to skip that you can. No judgment here. :)
See you again in a week or so! :D