Ziva stood with her arms crossed glaring at Jenny. "Why are we here?"
"Ziva," Jenny said softly. "Why are you acting like this?"
"What are you talking about?"
Jenny sighed, she seemed to be doing that a lot recently. "Don't play dumb with me Ziva. I know that you're headstrong and determined but you've always followed orders and you've never been this defiant or obstinate. What's going on?"
"Nothing, I'm fine."
"Ziva, why can't you tell me what's wrong? We used to be so close, in Cairo."
"Cairo was a long time ago Jenny. This is not Egypt, things are different here. In Egypt we were equals, friends, but here you and Gibbs and Ducky, you. . ."
"You feel that we treat you like you're inferior to us?"
Ziva nodded. Jenny sighed and lent against the desk.
"Ziva, first, let me make it clear that we don't think you're in anyway inferior to us. We know that you're an adult, and generally a sensible and reliable one at that, it's just that you're so young Ziva."
Ziva opened her mouth to protest but Jenny raised her hand.
"You are Ziva, in comparison to me and Gibbs and Ducky, you're so, so young. We've all experienced so much more of life than you have, and not just you, all the others as well, and we just want to protect you. I know that part of life is making mistakes but I've found, since I've come here, a fiercely protective maternal side that I never knew I had and all I want to do is try and stop you from making mistakes that are going to hurt you."
Tears had come to Ziva's eyes and she tried desperately to blink them away. It was so hard to listen to speeches like that, with Jenny's voice so full of love, almost pleading for her to understand. And she wanted to understand, to believe that Jenny, Gibbs and Ducky meant the things they said, but she'd been betrayed by every person she'd ever trusted, every person she'd ever loved, and she'd been determined that she wouldn't set herself up for that kind of heartbreak again.
But every word that these American people said broke further through her defences and it was becoming harder and harder to distance herself from them.
"And also I'd prefer it if you didn't keep embarrassing me and our agency by behaving like a child."
Ziva grimaced. She truly didn't know why she'd been so ridiculous with the doctor. She'd just been so used to doing pretty much whatever she wanted without any consequences for anything, ever since she was a kid, and it was hard to adjust to being bossed around.
Jenny stood up and took a deep breath, not quite believing that she was actually about to do this. For a moment she considered not doing it, Ziva hadn't understood the comments about the woodshed so she'd be none the wiser. But deep down she knew that she had to do it. She'd likely ask DiNozzo about the woodshed thing and would consequently lose all respect for her, and even if she didn't ask Tony, it was the principle of it. She couldn't allow Ziva to think that she could walk all over her.
Pulling out the chair behind the desk and sitting down Jenny called Ziva to her. Ziva looked at her confused, but came.
Jenny captured Ziva's wrists in her hands and took another deep breath.
"Do you understand what you did wrong?"
"I guess I should not have kept knocking the doctor's hand."
"No, you shouldn't," Jenny agreed. "But also, whilst I am aware that that nurse was an awful cow, I'd just like to make it clear that you cannot go around biting, or otherwise physically attacking people who upset you. That's something that I would not condone in a three year old, let alone a twenty-three year old. Do you understand?"
"Yes Jenny."
"Good, but as I said, the nurse was awful so I will not punish you for that."
Ziva nodded, then frowned. "Punish me. . ?"
"I will, however, punish you for the awful behaviour you exhibited with the doctor."
"What?" Ziva exclaimed, attempting to pull her hands from Jenny's grasp. "You cannot surely intend to. . ."
"Ziva, this would be much easier for both of us if you would just be compliant."
"I WILL NOT! You would not. . . you cannot. . ."
"I will and I can, and don't yell at me Ziva."
"NO! I will not let you. . .HEY!"
Jenny, having finally had enough of Ziva's yelling, had yanked on her wrist and pulled her down across her lap.
"Get off me!"
"Like I said, this will be much easier if you stop yelling and being so defiant," Jenny said calmly as she raised her hand and brought it down on Ziva's backside.
For all that Ziva had tried to remain strong and stoic when Gibbs had spanked her, she did the complete opposite with Jenny. Right from the first smack she screamed blue murder and it was a tribute to Jenny's strength and patience that she powered through.
And then Ziva, as had become the norm lately, took it too far. As a particularly hard swat landed on her sit spot she let out a deafening screech.
"Get the hell off me you bitch!"
There was a moment of stunned silence, neither woman quite able to believe what Ziva had just said. And then in a swift and determined movement Jenny flipped up the back of Ziva's hospital gown and pulled her panties down.
The thin hospital gown and underwear had not been providing much protection and so the pain ad barely increased but the shock that Ziva felt at finding herself bare bottomed across Jenny's knee had the desired effect and ceased her screaming.
Jenny could not remember ever feeling as relieved as she did when Ziva stopped shouting and kicking. Tears began to fall down her cheeks and, finally, she said the words that Jenny had been waiting to hear.
"I am sorry!"
Finishing up with a couple of extra hard smacks she returned Ziva's clothing to the appropriate place and pulled her into a hug.
"I a-am so-ory Je-enny," Ziva hiccuped into Jenny's shoulder. "And I did not mean to call you a bitch."
"I know sweetie," Jenny said kissing Ziva's head. "Just please, don't make me do that again."
"I won't, I promise."
"Good. I love you Ziva."
"I love you too Jen."
I'm not too sure about this chapter as I think that Ziva and Jen seem a bit OOC, but this is about my third draft of it so I figured I'd put it up here and hopefully you all enjoyed it anyway. Please R&R!