"You go first!" Abby hissed at Ziva.
"No way! You go first!"
"I don't want to talk to Ducky when he's mad at me!"
"Neither do I!"
"You first!"
"You!"
"You!"
"Uh, guys? Doctor Mallard asked me to tell you to stop arguing and get out of the elevator."
"What kind of mood is he in?" Abby asked worriedly.
"Oh, he's as pissed as agent Gibbs. I would not like to be either of you right now."
"Mr. Palmer! I told you to get them out of the elevator, not to have a chat with them!"
"Um, right, yes, sorry Doctor," Jimmy stuttered. "Good luck," he whispered to the two girls as they got out and made their way cautiously to the door.
They stood in front of Ducky, both staring sheepishly at their feet.
"I'm really, really sorry Ducky," Abby said eventually.
"Me too," Ziva agreed.
Ducky nodded. "I appreciate that, but you still disobeyed me over something very important. Do you understand how dangerous that was? What if Ziva had had internal bleeding? She could have suffered brain damage! Been paralysed! What you did was extremely foolhardy and I intend to insure that you do not do it again."
"Are you. . .going to. . .going to. . .like Gibbs?" Abby stammered, terrified at the idea.
"Because Gibbs only just spanked me," Ziva added quickly. "And I am still sore."
"Do not be under any delusion that I am not just as capable of spanking you as Jethro is, because I am and if either of you ever do anything so dangerous and stupid again you can guarantee that you will find yourselves across my knee no matter how many people may have spanked you previously. However, as this is a first offence, I will not spank you this time. Instead you will be cleaning autopsy for me, this includes this room, all the freezers, the two store rooms and the lavatories."
Abby and Ziva exchanged a relieved look. Whilst cleaning autopsy would be boring, it wouldn't take very long and would be much better that getting spanked. Their relief was short lived however, when Ducky produced their cleaning supplies.
"You are joking yes?" Ziva asked looking at the two pink toothbrushes.
"No," Ducky replied.
"But Ducky! That will take us all day!" Abby wailed.
"Then you will have plenty of time to think about what you did wrong."
"This is a ridiculous punishment!" Ziva objected.
"If you would prefer, I could always spank you first."
Ziva opened her mouth to reply but Abby, whose previous experience had led her to be very wary of what Ziva might say, clamped a hand over her mouth.
"No Ducky, we're good. We'll clean up."
"Good, there's buckets and soap in that cupboard over there. I expect this place to sparkle when I come back."
It was only when Ducky had got on the elevator that Abby released Ziva.
"Abby! You cannot seriously be thinking about doing this! It is ridiculous! I am an agent and you are a scientist, we are not slave labour! I will not do it!"
"Ziva would you stop being such an idiot!" Abby yelled, shocking Ziva into silence.
"Put this into perspective, would you prefer another spanking? Because I have only been spanked once and I have no desire to go through that again any time soon. Not to mention how angry Gibbs and Jenny would be if they found out you'd disobeyed Ducky again. You need to get yourself a brain Zi."
Part of Ziva wanted to argue with Abby, to tell her off for calling her an idiot, but much as she hated to admit it, she realised that Abby was right.
"Sorry Abby, you're right."
"Good, thank you. Now, I think we should get on with this, it's going to take forever!"
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Four hours later they had finished the main autopsy room and were stood in the toilets arguing over who was going to have to clean the lavatory with a toothbrush.
"No way Abby, I am not cleaning a toilet with a toothbrush. Especially not in the men's."
"What are you talking about? You use the men's all the time!"
"No I don't! I go in there to talk to Tony because it makes him uncomfortable and sometimes I use them when there's groups of gossiping women in the ladies. I have never gone in there to clean them with a toothbrush."
"Well, you still go in them more than me so you can do the toilets and I'll do the storerooms."
Abby turned to leave and Ziva grabbed her arm, not yet ready to give up the fight. Abby shoved her backwards to try and get her off, which would have been fine had it not been for the fact that soap had been spilled on the floor. Ziva slipped and stumbled backwards, her hand still clutching Abby's arm. She tried desperately to keep her balance but couldn't stay upright and fell over, landing on the wet floor and pulling Abby on top of her.
There was a shocked silence as they realised what had happened and then, though there was a part of Abby's brain that warned her she would probably regret it, Abby started to laugh.
"You think this is funny do you?" Ziva asked angrily. She stood up quickly, and before Abby could move, she'd fallen back down.
The shocked look on Abby's face as she hit the floor dispelled Ziva's anger and she started to giggle.
"Thanks Ziva, real nice," Abby complained as she pulled herself up. "You've made my pants all wet! At least when I did it it was an accident."
Ziva was laughing too much to reply so Abby turned on the tap and splashed her with the cold water. Turning on the tap of the other sink, Ziva splashed her back and before long they were in the midst of a full scale water fight and both soaking wet.
Abby threw half a bucket of water at Ziva, who ducked and was about to retaliate when they heard a shout and turned to see a sopping wet Jenny standing in the doorway.
"Oops," Abby said quietly.
"What on earth are you doing? You're supposed to be cleaning."
"Yes, well Abby pushed me over."
"Hey! It was an accident! She did it to me on purpose."
"She splashed me!"
"She splashed me back!"
"Children!" Jen clapped her hands together as if trying to control a first grade class. "Like I said, you're supposed to be cleaning." Neither of them moved. "Start cleaning!"
Fifteen minutes later, Ducky and Gibbs walked into autopsy to check on the girls and found a soaked Abby and Ziva on their hands and knees cleaning the floor, being supervised by an equally soaked Jenny.
Gibbs' eyes almost popped out of his head. "Uh, Jenny?"
"Yes?" she snapped.
"Uh, you're. . .you're all wet?"
Jenny rolled her eyes. "Really? I hadn't noticed."
Gibbs glared at her. "What happened?"
Jenny looked down to the girls who were looking up at the three older adults nervously.
"Girls?"
"Well," Abby began. "We couldn't decide who was going to have to clean the lavatories so we had a bit of an argument. . ."
". . .and we kind of fell down a couple of times. . ."
". . .and she was laughing at me. . ."
". . .so she splashed me. . ."
". . .and then she splashed me back. . ."
". . .and it kind of. . ."
". . .escalated from there."
Gibbs shook his head. "Honestly, you're worse than a pair of three year olds!"
The two girls looked down embarrassedly, and Gibbs sighed.
"Have you finished cleaning?"
"I think so."
"Okay, well, you three go and dry yourselves up."
As the three women hurried out of autopsy, Ducky couldn't help but laugh and Gibbs soon joined him.
"How on earth did they manage to turn a punishment into a water fight Duck?"
Ducky chuckled and shook his head. "I honestly don't know, Jethro, but I think it's something only our girls could pull off."
"Oh yeah, only our girls."
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