Author's Note:

Hi all! Last week was so wonderful! I had a great birthday and I appreciate all the well wishes and readers and reviews. If you haven't checked it out yet, you may enjoy Quinta's Birthday Card written by the ever talented MaidenMoonshine. Now... let's see how Tali is faring after her discipline from Gibbs. There will likely be four or five more chapters of this story. Keep reading and reviewing! : )

Chapter Seven

Tali fell asleep within a minute of being back in the car.

Gibbs could tell she was just plain worn out from the guilt, confession and spanking. He turned the radio news on as he headed to NCIS to pick up Abby. It was perfect timing, she was just wrapping up her day.

"Hey Gibbs!" Abby said brightly as she hopped in the car.

Gibbs immediately pointed to a sleeping Tali to let Abby know she needed to lower her voice.

"Oh, sorry," Abby said quietly as they drove toward home. "How is she?"

Abby's face was scrunched up with concern for her niece. She was not happy that Gibbs had spanked Tali even though she knew why he had disciplined her.

"She's fine, Abs," Gibbs said. "Just a little worn out. Reminds me of someone else I know who needs a nap after a spanking."

Gibbs was teasing Abby gently as they both knew she always needed rest after being disciplined. But Abby didn't look like she was in the mood. She sat with her arms crossed, resolutely looking out the passenger window.

"Hmmmph!" was the only response Gibbs got from his youngest.

"Abby," Gibbs said, turning serious. "I'm going to assume that you are tired from your day at work rather than mad at me for disciplining Tali. You know very well Tony and Ziva would do the same if they were here."

Abby considered what Gibbs said for a moment before sighing and dropping her defensive body language.

"You're right, Dad. It just sucks. I hate seeing Tali sad. And spankings hurt!"

"How do you think I feel, Abs?" Gibbs asked. "You know how much I detest making any of you cry. It's even harder with Tali because she's my granddaughter and I just want to spoil her when she's with me. But you and I both know that's not what is best for her – or any of you."

Suddenly Abby felt guilty. She knew Gibbs hated dishing out discipline as much as they hated getting disciplined. But it also felt safe and comforting to know Gibbs would do what was best for them, even if it was hard to do in the moment.

"Sorry Dad," Abby said as they pulled into the driveway. "I know how much you love us. I wasn't trying to make you feel guilty."

"I know, Abs. It's just you following your big heart as usual. I wouldn't have it any other way."

The pair got out of the car and Gibbs went around and unbuckled Tali, who was just waking up.

"Hey miss, did you have a good sleep?"

Tali rubbed her eyes and nodded, still not completely awake. She was holding Mr. Max close as Gibbs helped her out of the car.

As soon as they got inside, Gibbs announced he was making Tali's favorite meal for dinner – spaghetti with meatballs. The little girl's face lit up and she hopped up and down, regaining her usual happy energy.

"Abs, how about you give Tali her bath while I make dinner? That way the food will be ready when you're done."

Abby easily agreed and raced up the stairs with Tali for the bathroom. Tali was acting perfectly fine, which made Abby happy too.

Tali threw off her clothes in a hurry as Abby got her bath ready. The little girl loved it when Abby bathed her because she always let her have extra bubbles and play time.

"Your bath is ready for you," Abby announced as she tested the water again.

Tali walked over to the side and carefully got into the tub and lowered herself into the bubbles.

Abby caught a look at Tali's bottom and saw that it was still pink from her spanking. This just made the Goth determined to make the rest of Tali's weekend extra fun.

"Aunt Abby! You make the best bubble baths!" Talí giggled as she scooped up a pile of bubbles and blew them off her hands into the bath.

"Well, thank you. You know, I do have a degree in bubble bath making."

"You do?" Tali's eyes widened as she took in this information.

"Well, sort of," Abby said. "Lets just say I've had a lot of experience making them."

Tali was busy pulling a toy boat through the bubbles as Abby began to wash her hair. Abby managed to play and get her niece clean. They were just about done when Gibbs called them for dinner.

Abby helped Tali get into her pjs and also put on her own since her top was soaked from bath play. The two padded downstairs towards the smell of a home cooked meal and garlic bread.

"This is the best, Grandpa Gibbs," Tali said as she ate. "I get my favorite meal AND Aunt Abby gave me my bath."

Gibbs smiled and dropped a kiss on Tali's head as he got up to get more garlic bread. He felt pretty lucky having two of his girls with him for the weekend. And any tensions from Tali's misbehavior and subsequent punishment had cleared.

"I'd have to agree, Tali," Gibbs said, dropping a kiss on Abby's head as he returned to the table. "It's a good day."

—NCIS—

Tony and Ziva were well on their way to Paris, oblivious to their daughter's misbehavior.

The couple shared ear buds as they watched a movie on the plane. Tony, as usual, was engrossed in the action thriller. Ziva had followed along for as long as she could before falling asleep.

Tony was about to make a comment about the movie when he noticed Ziva had drifted off. He snuggled her closer and rested his hand on her belly. Ziva said she felt movement from their daughter but Tony had yet to feel a kick no matter how many times he tried.

"Snacks? Beverage?" the flight attendant asked, much too loud for Tony's liking.

But before he could quiet her, Ziva stirred and sat up in her seat.

"I would like a snack please. And a ginger ale."

The flight attendant scurried off after taking one look at Tony's glare.

"Sweet Cheeks," he said, brushing her hair away from her face. "I'm sorry she woke you. Are you feeling okay? The ginger ale?"

Ziva brought a blanket further around her and pressed into Tony's side.

"I am fine, Tony. We are almost there anyway. And I am hungry. Or nauseous. It's hard to tell sometimes."

Tony kissed Ziva's forehead. She looked so cute with her nose scrunched up when she was trying to find the right word or considering what to say.

"Okay, ninja. She's getting you some food. Baby ninja is so demanding these days," Tony said with a smirk.

"She has her Abba's appetite," Ziva teased.

"Or her Ima's impatience," Tony teased in return.

The two kissed gently as the flight attendant returned with food and drinks. Ziva quickly began munching away on crackers and immediately felt better.

"Hunger this time," she informed Tony, who had returned to his movie.

Tony just smiled and planted a kiss on Ziva's long hair. He was so happy they were getting to spend a weekend in Paris. It had taken a lot of planning to make the trip happen and he couldn't wait to land and start their romantic weekend away.