A/N: Okay, I kind of figured this would just be a oneshot, but a plot line started forming in my head after re reading Road To Recovery for a third time, gawd, I need to get a life. Anyway, hope to see reviews.

Warning: Disciplinary spanking. Don't like it, don't read it. Consider yourself warned. Hehehehe...
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The next morning, both Jason and Spencer were off to work. Reid, overtired because of another nightmare, but he didn't want to tell Gideon that.

"How did you sleep?" Reid dare not make eye contact, afraid his eyes could be read like an open book from an elementary school library.

"Fine..." Reid answered.

"No nightmares?" Gideon asked suspiciously.

"NO! God damn, Gideon..." Jason gave him a warning look. "I'm just still a little tired, is all."

"Don't think I'm not going to stick to my promise from last night. You'd better be careful with that attitude." Reid pouted. "And the language. Where did that come from?"

"Does it matter?" Reid mumbled. Fortunately for Spencer, he hadn't heard, or he chose to ignore it.

They soon met up at the station and was assigned their destinations.

"Morgan, Reid, you go to the crime scene. JJ, release the profile to the media, also, tell them the profile is still being worked on. Prentiss, you can come with me and Gideon to interview the witness." They all nodded and left.

While at the crime scene, they went over the area and why the unsub would've chose that spot.

"He doesn't care, really, where the body is dumped. It's all for him, nothing else."

"But it's not. He wants the family to feel the pain." Reid said.

"But knowing the family is in pain is for him."

"Of course it is sherlock." Reid mumbled.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing." Reid said hastily.

"No, I want to know what you said." Reid ignored him and started to walk away. Morgan grabbed his arm. Reid turned around.

"Don't fucking touch me. It doesn't matter what I said to you, just get over it you baby!"

"Maybe you should go back to the station and help Hotch and Gideon with the witness." Reid left, not thinking that Gideon would be suspicious as to why he wasn't with Morgan, and that he'd have to tell him one way or another...

He headed back to the station walking. Which wasn't far because it was only two blocks away from the scene he was just at. He walked in and Gideon was already done with the witness. It was Hotch who was with him now, leaving only him and Spencer.

"Care to explain?" Gideon asked calmly.

"No..."

"Come on. Hotch knows we're leaving."

"No, I don't have to go!" Reid said angrily.

"I'm not going to argue with you. Now let's go!"

"NO!"

"I will deal with you hear in public. One... two..."

"Okay! Fine!" Reid reluctantly followed Gideon. They went to the SUV and drove off.

"Do you want to explain?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Okay... just figured you'd want a chance to."

They got to the hotel just a few minutes later. Gideon sat by Reid on the bed.

"I want you to tell me what happened." Gideon said firmly. Reid had his hands in his lap, and he was looking down. Gideon grabbed his chin and forced him to make eye-contact. "Tell me."

"I don't have to! He probably already told you!" Reid yelled.

"No, he didn't. Now tell me! Explain your reason for Morgan having to send you back."

"I yelled at him."

"What else..."

"I told him: 'Don't fucking touch me'." Gideon sighed.

"What did I say about swearing?"

"Not to..."

"And what did I promise I'd do if you did it again?"

"No. Don't touch me!" Gideon stood, along with Spencer. "Get the fuck away!" Gideon dragged him to the bathroom and grabbed the bar of soap, putting it in Reid's mouth. He cried and begged, but Gideon didn't stop.
After Gideon stopped with the soap, he half dragged him back to the bed, sat down, and pulled Spencer over his knee. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down with his boxers.

"Please, don't! I'm sorry... Please don't!" Gideon ignored the begs and began spanking the already bruised bottom.

"I made a promise with you, and I won't break it." Gideon said between the firm swats. Reid kicked and struggled, but to no luck had he budged Gideon's grip. After seconds more of spanking, Reid got away from his grip. He laid on the floor and started kicking in all directions, afraid Gideon would continue the torture. Unfortunately for Spencer, he grabbed ahold of him and pulled him back over his lap to continue the meciless swats on his sore backside.

"Please stop. I promise I'll be good!"

"You're lying just like last time."

"No I'm not I promise this time."

"Your promises don't mean anything. You always break them!" Gideon said in between swats.

"Okay... okay, can we just please talk?" Spencer asked while still crying.

"Sorry, Spencer. I want to make sure you understand what I'm 'telling' you right now. And that is, it'll only get worse. Next time, I'll make sure you'll never think about swearing or being rude ever again, do I make myself clear?" Reid didn't answer. He kicked Gideon in the leg. "Spencer Reid, that just earned yourself twenty more! You wanna go for more?" He just sobbed more in response.

"Please don't. I'm sorry... please Gideon."

"I am sick of this crap, Spencer Reid, I am past fed up. I won't take this anymore. You'll either behave or can expect a blistered butt locked in this hotel room all day! Do you understand that?"

"Yes, just please leave me alone!" Gideon didn't stop.

"No! I don't think you understand fully yet."

"But I do. I won't swear anymore. I won't be rude anymore. Just please stop." Gideon stopped once the twenty swats were over with, leaving Spencer with an uber red butt.

"Get up on the bed. I want to talk to you."

"I don't feel like moving." Gideon pulled him up onto the bed. Spencer winced once his butt made contact with the matress. "Ouch... oh my fu..." Reid looked at his hands.

"That's what I thought. You really need to stop swearing and the constant rudeness. Do you understand me?"

"That's what I've been telling you. I've been saying sorry, but you don't care!" Gideon furrowed his brows. "Sorry, I'm just really tired. Nightmares again. I can't sleep at all."

"That doesn't give you cause to be rude, nor swear. You know that, so why did you do it?"

"I don't know. I wasn't thinking."

"I won't tolerate you breaking promises. I didn't break my promise, did I?" Reid shook his head. "Why? Because I care. If you do this again, I'll fulfill my promise and make sure you'll be sitting in this room with a blistered rear end all day, do you understand?"

"You already asked me."

"I just want to make sure."

''Yes I understand, but..." Reid was wondering if he should test the boundaries. "I have a job to do, and you can't take me off the team."

"Oh, I've talked to Hotch about it already. He agrees with me completely."

"That's not fair! I'm an adult!"

"Then act like it, and we'll see where it goes from there." Gideon noticed the irritation in Spencer's voice and got ready to wash his mouth, or pull him over his lap, or both, but Reid just sat there, well aware of his boundaries and what punishment lay beyond them. "I'm going back to the station to help with the witness. You're staying here the rest of the night. Sorry Spencer, Hotch put you on probation from this case." Gideon closed the door. He heard Spencer kick something.

"God damn it. What the fuck!" Gideon sighed, he'd have to deal with Spencer when he got back. But right now, he needed to focus on the case.

A/N: was that good, should I continue some more. I have like four active stories I'm working on currently and have a hard time updating them, so I don't know if I should keep this very long so that I can finish my other stories then come back to this one.