This is how Jimmy spent most of his sick leave. Ducky kept a close watch on adherence to bed rest and taking all his prescribed medications. The guy tried to behave impeccably so as not to anger the good doctor ahead of time. Even though Palmer did his best not to upset Ducky once again, the boy still managed to receive warning strikes several times for his actions.
The most terrible torture for a young man was naturally a ban on sweets, but with this someone helped him.
A few days after the incident at work, Shannon and Kelly came to visit Jimmy.
Palmer was just in bed reading one of the doctor's many books, which was the only time available at the moment. Suddenly the door opened and a small red-haired girl with a large backpack entered the room.
"Hi, Jimmy," Kelly greeted and sat down on the bed next to the young man, put her backpack on her lap.
"Hello Princess. What are you doing here?"
"Mom decided to visit you and I also wanted to go. It seemed to me that you need to be saved," the girl smiled slyly and opened a backpack with sweets, "this is for you," the girl handed Palmer a bag of marshmallows.
"Thank you very much," from happiness the guy almost started jumping on the bed. But he restrained himself in time and simply hugged his savior and hid the package far away so that Dr. Mallard would not find it.
"You're welcome," the girl giggled and also hugged the guy.
"How are the others?"
"Dad stayed with them, the parents are afraid that if they are left alone they will either beat each other or try to escape again, - the girl explained, Jimmy was not surprised at such behavior of his colleagues," during all this time, dad and mom have already punished them several times for various antics.
Kelly spent some time telling the young man about everything in the world. The girl loved to chat, especially with one of her many brothers and sisters. This continued until there was a knock on the door and Shannon entered, followed by Ducky.
"How do you feel, honey?" The woman asked and stroked the boy's hair.
"Yes, I'm fine, more or less," Jimmy smiled weakly. He never liked to bother anyone, much less someone as kind as Shannon. None of them liked doing it. Paradoxically, this is what made the elders even more anxious. Also, this trait led to very unpleasant consequences for their asses.
"Great, because if I find out that I did something like that again, believe me, you won't like the consequences, is that understandable, young man?" The woman scolded him. Jimmy looked embarrassedly at the floor so as not to meet an angry Shannon's gaze.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Excellent, behave yourself, dear," she hugged the boy tightly. After that there was lunch, Jimmy was even allowed to get out of bed, although he still felt rather weak. Then he played with Kelly for several hours, but he was scolded and even spanked several times for walking around the house again without socks, it was very embarrassing. This day was one of the best during Palmer's hospital.
Time passed and the guy was slowly recovering. And finally the day came which he was so afraid of. The day he gets punished for his trick.
Jimmy was getting ready for bed when Dr. Mallard knocked on his door and walked in. When the boy turned to say something, the guy froze in his tracks staring at the horrible whipping weapon. The wooden spoon he hated so much was in the doctor's hands.
"Dr. Mallard, please," the young man sobbed, looking pleadingly at the older man.
"You yourself know perfectly well how the lie ends to me," the man raised the spoon a lot and pointed to the bed. Palmer shot another pleading look at the kind doctor, but he was adamant. Therefore, Jimmy hesitated a little, but took the desired position, bending over the bed, not forgetting to pull off his pajama pants.
"Good boy," the man praised him and soothed the young man's back. The boy blushed with such praise and buried himself in a soft blanket in embarrassment.
The first blows were tolerable, Ducky was not as strong as Gibbs, but he could definitely impress the boy. It got worse with every blow. The bottom burned, which was almost impossible to endure, so the guy began to spin like an eel in a frying pan. It soon got worse. When the boxers pulled up with Jimmy. The guy began to spin even more to prevent the man, but he was quickly restrained by the doctor with several punches to the hips.
"Calm down, kid. You yourself know that you fully deserve it," said the elderly man and picked up a terrible wooden spoon. Palmer was terribly embarrassed and red as a tomato, but he really knew what he deserved.
The punches with the wooden tool were very regrettable, definitely not as much as the strap or the paddle, but it still hurt like hell, especially on the bare butt. The last blows were delivered to the most tender places on the young man's bottom. By then he was already crying.
"All kid, we're done with the whipping, but your punishment is not over yet," Mallard warned him. Jimmy just sobbed harder, and Ducky continued to wait for the boy to calm down and stop crying.
When this finally happened, the older man helped Palmer straighten his clothes and pulled him into a tight hug. One of his hands rested on the guy's tousled hair, and the other on his back.
"Excuse me, sir," the young man sobbed into the good doctor's chest.
"It's okay, kid. You're forgiven, but never scare me like that again, okay?" the boy nodded and continued to enjoy the consolation of the older man.
After some time, the guy pulled back and looked at Ducky with pleading eyes. But the man was never condescending when it came to lying. He just shook his head and took the boy to the bathroom. There he took a bar of soap and rubbed it on a paper towel. There were tears in Palmer's eyes again, but he knew what to expect, so he was not a bit surprised.
"Open your mouth," the man commanded, Jimmy obeyed with great reluctance, each of the team knew what lies lead to and everyone tried to tell the truth, but it didn't always work out, so it's not uncommon for some of the guys to wash their mouths with soap. When a terrible soapy piece of towel slipped into the boy's mouth, he almost spat it out, but held back in time. Then Mallard grabbed Palmer by the biceps and led him to the corner in the living room "ten minutes."
This time in the corner flowed very slowly, at least for the young man. My mouth tasted awful, and my ass was on fire, I really wanted to rub a sore spot, but that was definitely prohibited.
"You can go out, kid," the doctor said after ten of the longest minutes in the boy's life. As soon as the words escaped the man's lips, the guy already rushed to the kitchen to get rid of the terrible object in his mouth and rinse it.
After a very long rinse, the guy finally returned to the living room, the doctor ordered him to go to his room and go to bed, the man said that he would come to check on him soon. The boy just nodded.
"How are you, kid?" asked Ducky, entering the young man's room.
"It hurts a lot," Jimmy complained, lying on his stomach and pouting.
"That's good, maybe you'll learn to tell the truth," the man chuckled and sat down on the edge of the bed next to his boy.
"It's not fair ... Ay!" Palmer received another rather painful slap in the butt.
"Are you sure?" The doctor asked, playing with the boy's soft hair. He muttered in response, something not intelligible, "did you say something?"
"I said I want a story."
"Okay, okay," Ducky pulled the blanket up to the young man's chin and began one of his most fascinating stories, periodically reassuring to pat the back of his head until the boy fell asleep. He smiled tenderly and kissed his boy's temple softly.
Going to work, Jimmy avoided Gibbs in all possible and not possible ways. But all the same, these games of cats and mouse could not last long. And in the end the gray-haired man was left alone with him. It happened in the dissection room, just half a day later he was allowed to go to work.
"I need to talk to you, Palmer," the man says sternly and points to a place in front of him, the guy sighs heavily, but obeys. There is simply no sense to pull, and this can lead to even more unpleasant consequences.
When the young man gets close enough to the man who scares him so much, Jimmy is grabbed by the elbow and turned sideways. His poor ass gets ten hard spanks. The guy sobs quietly and tears come to his eyes, because his butt still hurts a lot after a very recent punishment.
"Don't do that anymore," the man says sternly, but gently and soothing strokes the back of the guy's head. This helps and the boy calms down. After a while, he starts working again with the thought that he was still lucky with work, probably ...