Thank you to everyone who said a kid like me could right. Thanks. I hope you keep reading. Oh there is some minor spanking in this chapter.
Chapter 10
Gibbs tried his best to keep his word with Thalia, but every time she starts walking off with one of the boys. Gibbs has her followed by one of the Probie agents. Technically he isn't disobeying Julie's orders. It isn't that Gibbs doesn't trust Thalia. He just doesn't trust the crappy jerks she's hangs out with. Only there's one slight problem; Thalia isn't stupid. She knows when she's being followed, especially when the Probie's slip and break a wine glass on the job. Thalia pretends to act all upset over this, but she is sort of glad Gibbs had her followed. It shows Thalia that in Gibbs own protective and gruff way, he cares. The entire evening Gibbs made sure he had Thalia close by. It is a good thing that Julie is busy trying to control Ally. The six year old keeps on complaining about not being able to hang out with Thalia anymore.
Abby and Tim discussed things and decided that from now on: for serious offences; like stealing, lying, fighting, or disrespect. Luke will get a spanking, but not for small ones like throwing a temper tantrum or something of that sort. He'll get sent to the corner for a time-out. So he'll be able to breathe and think about why he's in the corner in the first place. They talked it over with Luke. He's happy his parents are not getting a divorce, but sort of bummed that his mom agrees with the dreaded thought of…spanking. He told Johnny right before he left. Johnny didn't seem to mind because he didn't really wanna lock his Aunt and Uncle in the closet or basement. He only agreed because he's a good friend.
The DiNozzo's had to leave early. Senior's flight came in a little earlier than they expected. It's been decided that instead of going out to lunch. Senior would meet at their house with his little friend. Senior even said he and his friend would spend the night in the guest bedroom. Johnny is more than bummed out, because he and Luke were planning on water ballooning Vance during his big speech. Kyle even said he'd join them. It's probably a good thing the DiNozzo clan left early. Or else the DiNozzo boys would be in some pain when they first met their grandfather.
Johnny bounds down the stairs. He watches as his father opens the door to find a man with snow white hair wearing a black suit and a silky black tie to match. Tony half smiles when he sees him. It has been awhile since the whole accused of murder incident. Kyle is standing behind his little brother. Both boys aren't very sure how to handle this. They've only ever had a Grandmother, not a Grandpa.
"Dad" Tony let those words escape from his lips. Senior smiled wistfully at his son. He looks at Johnny and smiles. This child looks like the spitting image of what his Tony looked like when he was around ten years old. The older man suddenly wishes he was there for his son. After his mother passed he just couldn't deal with the fact that Tony was a lot like her. He was younger then and stupid. Tony still to this day, reminds him of his dear mother Rebecca.
"Who are these handsome young men?" Senior asked slyly. A slow grin appearing onto his face. He'd never had a great relationship with his son. Maybe he'd have a better one with his grandsons.
Kyle is amused. "Kyle pleased ta meetcha. It only took fourteen years, but hey who gives a damn. I have two words for you Gramps…dirt bike" Ziva eyes widen at his disrespectful tone of voice. Now Senior knows for certain that is his grandson. He's sarcastic, handsome, and cocky. Yeah he's a DiNozzo for sure.
"Kyle DiNozzo, two things. Watch you're language and show respect for your Grandpa" Tony warned, smacking his sons jean clad bottom. Kyle looks up at his dad. What? He was only joking around it isn't like Mr. Senior DiNozzo will actually get him one. This isn't fair anyway. He always gets shouted at just because he's older.
"I'll have to look into that" Senior mused with a hearty smile.
"I'm Johnny, I'm eleven. I'm gonna be twelve soon in eight months. You missed out on a lot of birthdays so…you owe me" Johnny said wanting to sound very much like his older brother.
"Johnny" Tony smiles at him. Johnny flashes his signature smile. While Kyle rubs the sting out of his ass. Ziva ruffles her oldest son's blonde curls. Kyle looks at her like a betrayed puppy dog. She feels bad about the smack Tony gave him, but he deserved it. Kyle is older and should know that whatever he does, its most likely Johnny will do the same thing. That's why Johnny doesn't get smacked as much as his older brother. The way Tony and Ziva see it: if Kyle hadn't done it in the first place. Johnny wouldn't have done it at all.
"It's quite alright son. The boys are right. I do owe him; we'll have to talk more about those gifts later" Senior said noticing big grins on the childrens faces. Grandparents are meant to spoil their children anyway.
"Where is your friend?" Ziva asked studying the somewhat anxious DiNozzo man before her. She smiles at the three generations of DiNozzo men: first Senior, then Tony, and lastly Kyle and Johnny. Possibly more, Ziva touches her belly. She hopes that if she does decide to have the baby. Then it will be a girl. A girl named…well names aren't important at the moment. There's just to much men around the house and it gets quite lonely sometimes.
"She's…I have…err a surprise for you" Senior said a very guilty grin forming on his slightly tanned face. A grin Ziva has seen on her husband and sons.
"…I'm hungry. So is Ronnie. We're both hungry" a voice whispered. The voice is not, coming from neither Kyle nor Johnny. It sounds like the voice of a small child. Ziva squints at her sons wondering if they're playing some sort of practical joke.
"Sammie, sweetheart. I told you to be quiet. So I could introduce you properly" Senior said in a hushed tone. The little girl looks up at him with fake innocence. Senior sighs at this display. "Come here. I am inclined to introduce you to my son, Anthony" Tony's mouth falls open at the sight before him.
A little girl around five or six comes out from behind the bushes. Sammie isn't used to being told what to do. She only listens to people, when they give her something in return. Sammie doesn't come very close, but close enough for everyone to get a good look at her. She's simply adorable with long blonde colored hair that reaches her waist and blue eyes to match. Ziva takes note on how badly she needs a haircut. Although she is the most adorable thing about her is her dress. She's wearing a white dress that makes her look like a mini Cinderella. If only she wasn't wearing bright pink rain boots. Then she'd look the part all the way. Ziva almost instantly looks at Senior with shocked eyes. Whose child is this?
"Darling, come closer" Senior said kindly. Sammie glares at him. He said they were going to Disney Land. Not boring old D.C. He also said that he'd buy her another dolly and he hasn't bought her one yet. Well he bought her the dress, but that doesn't count.
"No! I wanna go to Disney. You promised" Sammie lied. He didn't actually say that. He said that maybe they'd go together someday. Sammie figures that if he said someday, that basically someday is today. Not someday later on in life.
"Sammie, darling. You know, I didn't promise you that" Senior said trying to smooth out her blonde hair.
"You did too. You said it on the plane. You did!" Sammie pushes his hand away. She can't believe that he's being so mean to her. This isn't fair at all.
"Honey, I got you the princess dress instead of Disney. Come on, darling" Sammie shakes her little head. "If you be a good girl. I'll buy you a new princess dress, alright darling" Tony frowns at this. You never bribe a child like that. It only teaches them bad behavior, but Sammie isn't his kid. He guesses its his dad's job to teach Samantha to behave herself.
Sammie pokes out her tongue. "Fine" she said defiantly. The little girl comes forward with her arms crossed. Tony smiles at her. She's just so cute you can't help, but be entranced by her cuteness.
"Sammie meet Anthony, my son. Anthony, meet Sammie Gabriella Bryant. Sammie can you tell him how old you are?" Senior asked with a careful smile. Sammie holds up six fingers with anger in her eyes. She wants the dress this minute. Not later on! She also wants to go to Disney Land.
Tony doesn't even notice the little girl glaring at him. He rubs his eyes over and over again wondering if he's asleep. Ziva pinches her husband's forearm causing him to look at her with confused green eyes. Sammie looks over at Ziva and realizes that she's very pretty. The little girl looks Ziva up and down. Ziva smiles at her. In return Sammie sticks out her tongue. Johnny starts laughing. No one ever does that to his mom without getting a semi-warning look. Instead Ziva chuckles at her.
"How did you...Dad is she your..." Tony can't seem to find the right words to speak. Kyle fixes his blue eyes on his grandfather and cracks his award winning smile.
"Who'd you knock up, Gramps?" Kyle laughed. Johnny looks over wondering what Kyle means by that. How can you knock someone up? Oh wait. Kyle told him what it means a few months ago. Gross. Tony glares at his eldest son, wondering what the hell has gotten into him. He grabs Kyle by the waist and tucks him under his arm. Kyle winces already knowing what's coming next.
"Don't, dad. It was just a joke" Kyle pleaded, pretending to sound self-pitiful.
Tony doesn't buy his suddenly remorseful act one bit. He lands five hard sounding smacks to the smart guy's bottom. "Oww. sorry. sorry" Tony looks around to see almost everyone staring everywhere else, but at him. Sammie is the only one staring at him with widened blue eyes she grips onto Senior's hand tightly, hoping she doesn't get hit too. Senior is a bit surprised himself. He never thought Anthony would spank his kids. He feels bad for his oldest grandson, but he had to admit what he said did cross the line.
"You don't need to apologize to me" Tony said, Kyle looks up at him with confused blue eyes. Tony nods his head towards Senior.
"Oh right. I'm sorry Mr. DiNozzo? Sir?" Kyle asked searching for a good name for his new grandfather. Sammie looks at Kyle with admiration. He must be really cool cause he doesn't even look like he cared about getting hit. Instead he is still making jokes.
"Grampa will do, Kyle...and Johnny" Senior said showing a carefree smile. Kyle grins back until he sees his dad glaring at him. He doesn't even notice that tears are still rolling down his cheeks.
Tony whispered, into his son's ear. "Listen kiddo, your older and I expect more of you. You need to show an example for your brother. Try to behave, okay?" Kyle nods his head furiously. The tears are to his undoing, Tony smacked really hard this time.
"It was…a joke. Can't you take a joke?" Kyle mumbled angrily, rubbing the sting out of his bottom. Tony decides not to answer that question, for he doesn't have a good parental answer for him. Instead he runs a hand through Kyle's blonde hair, letting him know that he forgives him. Kyle goes upstairs. He wants to wash up. He doesn't wanna look like a cry baby in front of a five year old.
Senior stares down at the yawning Sammie. "Hey darling, do you need to take a nap?" Senior asked, his tone as sweet as sugar.
"I'll take a nap in Disney Land" Sammie commented dryly.
"Sammie, we have a guest bedroom with a very nice bed. You can have a rest on it" Tony offered to the tired six year old who shrugs her shoulders.
"It's your choice, darling" Sammie heads into the guest bedroom: yawning uncontrollably. Senior follows the young child. He helps take her boots off and tucks her into bed.
"Goodnight, darling" he kisses the top of her head and smiles warmly at her. Tony feels a twinge of jealously the only time his dad ever did that was when he was eight or so.
Johnny follows him up the stairs and into Kyle's bedroom. "You okay, Kyle? Dad smacked you real hard" Johnny asked. Kyle looks over at him. His face returning to its natural color. He can't believe dad didn't even warn Johnny.
"I'm fine" Kyle mumbled.
"Are you sure? Cos if dad smacked me that hard…" Johnny cringes and shakes his head.
"Quit, copying me all the time" Kyle blurted out. Johnny looks taken aback by this.
"What? I don't copy you" Johnny said, his face turning red.
"Oh yeah, member when we went shoe shopping and I got blue sneakers. You got the same pair" Johnny doesn't know what to say. Kyle does have a point, but every time Kyle does something. It just seems really cool and he wants to do it to.
"Nu-uh. Mine are smaller" Johnny joked. Kyle glares at him why does he always think everything is a joke? Someday he has to learn that not everything is a joke.
"Shut up. I hate it when you copy me all the time. Get a life, willya and leave me the hell alone" Kyle hardly ever snapped at his little brother like that. Its times like these that Kyle knows he'll feel like shit later.
Johnny starts to cry. "I don't…copy you" he repeated with crocodile tears dribbling down his baby face.
"You do too, you big baby" Kyle said roughly pushing his brother to the ground. Johnny looks up at his brother with betrayal streaming through his large army green eyes. Kyle looks away. The older boy doesn't even notice that Johnny has already run out of the room. He's probably going to get dad. Kyle winces. Now his ass is surely going to be on fire. Great, just great. Johnny has landed him in hot water yet again. When Tony sees that his youngest little boy is crying. He'll march upstairs and give Kyle a spanking for sure. The word spanking makes Kyle wince all on its own.
Johnny doesn't get his dad. He knows that if he does, Kyle will get it worse. Even if Kyle called him mean names and pushed him down. Johnny really doesn't want his big brother to get a spanking. He quickly checks the living room; to see his dad and…well Grampa as he said to call him all sitting there. Sammie is in the guest bedroom: snoozing because they traveled all the way from Spain. That must've been awesome. Seeing Spain and going to hotels and stuff. Johnny has to stay focused. He runs into the kitchen to see mom making lunch.
Ziva smiles when she sees him, but the smile drops when she sees he's crying. He runs to her and gives her a hug. "What has happened, little one?" she asked setting down the knife and wrapping her arms around him.
"K-Kyle called me mean names and pushed me" Johnny cried, feeling like what Kyle called him 'a big baby'. He doesn't care though, it really hurt him when Kyle pushed him to the ground like that and it hurt to hit the ground too.
Ziva very gently wipes the tears from his cheeks. "We will have a talk with your brother, yes?" she whispered waiting until Johnny nods to start up the stairs. This is really getting old, their arguing and fighting over probably nothing. It still is annoying, but siblings fight. Ziva learned that when Ari almost pushed her, off a roof when he was thirteen and she was ten. Papa really let him have it; he whipped him with a switch. Then he whipped her for letting him get that far in a fight.
She knocks on his door. "What do you want?" Kyle barked. A fury burns through Ziva's core. There's no way she will allow her son to speak like that.
"Kyle, open this door right now" Ziva ordered icily.
Kyle swallowed hard. He thought it was Johnny. He really sorta did. Anyway, Ziva would never spank him. She only smacks the occasional smack. "No way" Ziva hears him lock the door.
Johnny's sure if Ziva could she'd burn the door down with her brown eyes. The door doesn't burn door. Instead Ziva picks the lock and opens the door to find Kyle halfway climbing out the window. He knew Ziva was going to do that, which is exactly why he planned his escape.
Ziva has him by the ear in minutes. "What were you doing?" she hissed. Kyle shrugs, but obviously mom doesn't like that answer because she smacks his already sore bottom.
"That really hurt" Kyle said, going for the pity vote. Ziva resists the urge to roll her eyes at him. Sometimes Kyle can be a real pain in the ass.
"It was supposed to, now answer my question" Ziva ordered very firmly. Johnny has a feeling if Kyle keeps on mouthing off he's gonna get spanked.
"I was just going for a walk" Kyle lied. He was really going to Mattie's or Thalia's. Well maybe Mattie's, because Gibbs would bring him back in a heartbeat.
"You didn't use the front door" Ziva pointed out, causing Kyle to wince.
"I didn't wanna disturb dad or Grampa" Kyle thinks fast. "Or Sammie, she's sleeping and I didn't wanna wake her up" Ziva rolls her eyes, knowing full well that he's lying.
Ziva asked with raised eyebrows, "So you thought, going out through you're window was wise?"
"Yeah, but when you came in when yah did. I thought it was unwise" Kyle lied, he doesn't know why he keeps lying. Maybe mom will believe him after awhile, but the look she's giving him makes Kyle think overthwise.
"Why is that?"
Kyle shrugged. Ziva gives him a look. "Because you don't like it when we do something dangerous"
"Explain to me how climbing out your window is dangerous"
"Why? You already know" Kyle answered, in return he receives a hard smack to his bottom. Kyle tries to shove his mom away from him, but that only increases Ziva swatting mode. She lands three more to his sit spots. "Quit, hitting me…I'll tell you. I will! Cos I coulda fall and broke something"
"Thank you, now let's discuss why I came up here" Ziva answered her eyes burning two holes in his forhead. "Why did you push your brother?"
"I didn't" Kyle lied.
"Don't you dare, lie to me" Ziva ordered, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. Kyle doesn't know what to say. He feels bad for makng Johnny cry.
"Fine I did, but he was annoying me"
"You do not push someone just because they were bothering you" Kyle nodded, not sure he likes where this is going. "I want you to apologize to your brother" Ziva ordered sternly.
"We all want things, but most of the time we don't get what we want" Kyle replied as cocky as ever.
A hard smack seems to change Kyle's mind. "I'm sorry" Kyle muttered, not really meaning it at all. Ziva's one hundred percent sure that he only said he was sorry because of said smack. Johnny nods and runs downstairs; deciding that maybe Cody will want to play today.
"I believe your dad said if you mouthed off anymore today. You would get a spanking" she studies as his blue eyes widen and he steps back. Ziva can see he's also trying to think of how he will manage talking his way out of this one. Kyle squints and starts pondering on a good phrase to say. His mom is the easier of the two, so she'll probably let him off with a simple warning.
"Please, don't spank me. I'll be good. I promise" Kyle pleaded with fake tears running down his cheeks. Whenever Ziva gets ready to punish the boys, they always start crying and pulling it out so mom will go rasier on them.
"Stop your fake crying and come with me" Ziva ordered walking out of his bedroom and downstairs.
"I'll be good. I won't fight with John anymore. Don't spank me" Kyle follows her into the kitchen, where she hands him two pieces of paper and a sharpened pencil.
"I am not going to spank you" Kyle lets out a sigh of relief. "You will write on one piece of paper 'I will not lie' with your left hand and on the other 'I will not bully my brother' using your right hand" Ziva said kindly. Kyle tries to sit down, but leaps up. Those smacks he got aren't helpng with the prospect of sitting.
"Can I do it standing up?" Kyle asked. He doesn't dare ask why he has to use different hands while writing.
Ziva has to press her lips together to keep from smiling. "No, it might just remind you to behave" Kyle looks at her with pleading blue eyes.
"Can I have a pillow?" Kyle whispered sadly. Ziva looks at him for a long time, before nodding.
"Yes, but be sure you write in your best penmanship. Do we have an agreement?" Ziva asked trying her best to sound firm with him, but he's so much like Tony.
"Sure" Kyle promised. "Have I told you lately how much of an awesome mom you are? Cos your the greatest mom in the entire word" Ziva wants to roll her eyes at him, but she can't.
"Just go get your pillow, my older one" Ziva smiles at him. Kyle runs upstairs and does something smart. He shoves another pillow in his pilllocase; so that makes two pillows in one pillowcase.
Sitting down on top of the pillow. Kyle smiles brightly at his mom. She has to be the best mom in the entire world. There's no way dad would have let him have a pillow to sit on during punishment. "Start writing, I expect only the best" Ziva joked, handing him a ham and cheese sandwich. Kyle takes a big bite, before starting. Ziva goes into the living room. They need to talk things over about Sammie.
Ziva takes a seat beside Tony. "Who is she, Dad?" Tony asked seriously. Senior blinks, why does his boy have to be so bladent about everything? Ziva looks Senior right in the eye. She wonders if Tony will look like him when he is older.
"Samantha, is my half-brother Henry's grandchild. You see son. My father cheated on my mother with Laurie Bryant I was sixteen at the time. She concieved a son, Henry Anthony Bryant. My father told me about him on his death bed. I met him six years ago. He did well for himself; started a nice business, became a millionaire. He had a family too, his wife died. He said that his daughter got pregnant and gave him the baby, Samantha Gabriella Bryant. His daughter signed away her legal rights and ran away with her low-life druggie boyfriend. Henry disowned her" Senior swallowed. "Last year, Henry wrote me and said he was very ill that he had no one to take care of Sammie. I wrote him saying I'd do it, but I didn't think he'd die so soon. Three months ago I recieved note that Henry died and he wrote me down as Sammie's guardian" Senior explained shaking his head and running a hand over his head. He cannot believe this is happening. It still feels as though he just got Sammie yesterday, but it's been almost four months.
"Dad..." Tony started, but Senior cuts him off.
"I couldn't give her up. She is related to me...and you Junior. Sammie has never known parents. All she has ever had were grandparents. Henry was her grandpop and I guess I'm her grampa. I need a favor. It may sound drastic and you'll probably hate me for even asking you this, but it's important" Senior replied feeling weak against everyone.
"What's the favor?" Ziva asked supiciously. She moves a strand of curly brown hair out of her brown eyes and tucks it behind her ear.
"I need you to take Sammie" Tony groaned at his father. It isn't that he dislikes Sammie. He's mad at his father for giving up on yet another child. He could be scarring the little girl for all he knows. "Don't give me that look, son. I can't take care of a child and you damn well know it"
"Anyone capable can take care of a child. It isn't that hard" Ziva explained. Senior gives her a dirty look. It is the first time Ziva has ever seen him mad at her.
"I haven't been a parent since well since the 1970's. Even then I wasn't even a good parent. I'm lucky Junior turned out the way he did. Sammie, she deserves real parents who'll teach her right from wrong. I can't do that. You know I can't. My work consists of me being places at very difficult hours of the day. I could be in Europe at three in the morning and fly to Switerzald for dinner with clients. That isn't right of me to rob Sammie's childhood, like that. She needs a real childhood with friends, a house...a family" Senior said quietly. It isn't easy for him to admit these things.
"Dad, we don't even know her" Tony stated.
"She has nobody else in the world! Dammit Junior, don't do this for me. Do this for Samantha. Please, just do it for her. I won't be long maybe six or eight months. When I return and you still mind her living with you. I'll take her, but if you don't. You can have her"
"She isn't a puppy, Dad" Tony snapped at his father. "You can't just give her away and take her back when you want to" Senior has to admit. His son is right. He should have worded that better.
"Listen Junior, Ziva, I've decided that tonight I will leave. It'll make things easier on Sammie. The reason I'm doing this is the same reason I took away your inheritance. I love you. You may think I don't, but I do. I'm proud of who you've become and you're family. You're a better father than I'll ever be. I'm proud of you, Junior" Senior said with an amused grin. "Don't let that go to your head though. You still should've gone in the family business, but you've done well for yourself."
"Alright Sammie can stay here, but you're the one who'll have to tell her" Tony replied while Ziva nods in full agreement. Senior puts on a satisfied smile.
Kyle finally finishes his lines. Ziva picked the perfect punishment. His right and left hand are cramping and hurt. This cannot be fair at all. With his hands hurting so much. He'll have to ice them and make them numb or something. Johnny is munching on a sandwich and staring at the clock. "Hey J, I'm sorry I pushed you. I was just mad is all" Kyle apologized and he actually means it this time. He was mad that he got smacked and Johnny didn't.
"Why would you be mad at me? I didn't do anything to you" Johnny asked, Kyle stares at him like he's stupid or something.
"Mom and Dad hardly ever smack you after you copy me" Kyle pointed out. Johnny thinks back and has to agree. Whenever he copies Kyle. They shout at Kyle instead of him. Maybe he should copy him, more often.
"I don't mean to copy you. I just think what you did was awesome and I wanna be just like you" Johnny said taking a very long sip from his chocolate milk.
Kyle thinks back to when he was drinking and almost got caught by the cops. "No you don't, J. You don't" he smiles warmly at his brother. Getting up Kyle heads into the living room. Johnny follows. Kyle can't help, but shake his head and grin at him. Little brothers will never change. They're annoying, but sometimes they can be cool.
They both freeze when they hear their father say, "Alright Sammie can stay here..." Kyle turns on his heels and walks out the front door. Johnny stays frozen in the exact spot he's in. He jumps a little, when Kyle slams the door shut.