A/N: Gracie gets punished for screaming at Mommy.
"Mommy, I loves it! Can we gets it, peeze, peeze, peeze, peeze, peeeeeeeeeeeze?!" Gracie ran as fast as she could through the empty rental house they were walking through, inspecting every last nook and cranny she could find. The house was perfect for them, with an extra room for a nursery and a spacious backyard with a small koi pond and a tall privacy fence so that Gracie could play outside without drawing unwanted attention to herself from nosy neighbors. Gracie ran to the kitchen and began opening cupboards and cabinets, slamming them shut with a loud bang when she found them empty before moving onto the next one.
"Yes, my name is Olivia Benson. I'm here at your rental property on Aubergine Avenue doing an unguided walkthrough, and I would like to rent this place, ready to move in at the earliest opportunity. There would be two people living here, no pets." Olivia spoke into her cell phone pressed to her ear while at the same time wrapping her free arm around Gracie's waist and moving her to an empty corner of the living room, tapping the wall indicating for Gracie to put her little nose in the corner, and wondering who had given her little girl crazy pills. Olivia had to do something to contain her little hurricane, if only for just a few minutes so that she could listen to the man on the other end of the line in peace, and at the moment putting Gracie in the corner seemed to be her best option. Gracie pouted as she obediently faced the corner.
"Yes, of course, Ms. Benson, thank you for calling. If you agree, we can meet tomorrow in my office at one o' clock to discuss and sign the lease, and you can move in a week from tomorrow. Before you move in I need to slap a new coat of paint on the walls in the master bathroom and fix the attic fan for you. Rent is due on the fifth of the month, and I assure you I am not one of those sleazy landlords; if something breaks, give me a call and I will come fix it at least by the next day, if not the same day. May I ask how you got my card?" Elliot Stabler spoke into the phone as he grabbed a notepad and began to write things down.
"Well, actually, I don't have your business card. Your name came up in one of our investigations, I'm the Captain of the Special Victims Unit. You and your wife met two of my detectives at Mercy hospital."
"Right, my wife's case." Elliot rubbed his face with his hand; it had only been a week since Kathy had her rape kit done, "How's the search going? Am I allowed to ask?"
"You're allowed. The only thing I can tell you right now is that we are doing everything in our power to find the man who raped your wife."
"I'll tell you what, you find this bastard and I'll knock three hundred dollars off of your rent and pay the difference myself. I'm dead serious."
"Ahh, incentive." Olivia chuckled, "That's really not necessary. I think my Sergeant already sent your wife's-"
"MOMMY, I'S BORED!" Gracie screamed at the top of her lungs from her place in the corner, making both Olivia and Elliot jump.
"I'll let you go. I've got five of my own, I know how it is." Elliot chuckled, assuming that the voice he heard belonged to a small child.
"I'll be at your office at one o' clock tomorrow. Bye." Olivia hung up the phone and took her naughty little one by the hand, "Come here, young lady. It looks like we need to go home and have another discussion about screaming at Mommy."
Gracie gulped as Mommy led her out to the car, suddenly getting the feeling that maybe screaming to get Mommy off the phone hadn't been such a good idea after all. For the past ten days or so, Gracie had taken to screaming at the top of her lungs to get Mommy's attention or when she didn't get her way. Each time she screamed was rewarded with a mouth soaping, and Mommy had warned her last time that the next time she screamed she would get a spanking before her mouth soaping.
"Go to Mommy's room and stand in your time-out corner, young lady. I'll be there in a few minutes." Olivia ordered sternly when they arrived home, giving Gracie a sharp pop on her tender thigh unprotected by her diaper to get her moving in the right direction.
"Ouchy!" Gracie winced and stomped to Mommy's room with a pout on her cute face, passing by Amanda without so much as a hello.
"Having a fun day?" Amanda teased as she joined Olivia in the kitchen where the brunette was making herself a cup of tea.
"Oh, we're having a blast." Olivia chuckled, "The good news is that we found an apartment. I'm going to sign the lease tomorrow afternoon if you can watch Gracie for me, depending on which form she chooses to take, and we'll be out of your hair a week from tomorrow."
"Of course I can watch her if she needs it. And you've never been in my hair, Frannie and I have enjoyed having you both. Thanks." Amanda gladly accepted the cup of tea Olivia offered her as the brunette detective leaned against the counter enjoying her own cup of tea.
Gracie stomped into Mommy's bedroom and stomped over to her time-out corner, folding her arms across her chest instead of putting them on her head like she knew she was supposed to. It just wasn't fair, Mommy was the one who had put her in time-out for no reason and was ignoring her, and now she was the one in trouble. But the longer she stood there and contemplated the situation, the more Gracie had to admit that she really hadn't been a very good girl. She knew better than to slam doors or cupboards or cabinets or drawers, which she guessed was why Mommy had put her in time-out in the first place at the rental house, and she had gotten so many mouth soapings for screaming at Mommy, which was definitely against the rules. Gracie sighed when she realized she was going to get yet another mouth soaping, and sighed a second time when she remembered that Mommy had promised her a spanking if she screamed again. Gracie quickly put her hands on her head when she heard Mommy's footsteps in the hallway approaching the bedroom. Being caught out of position wouldn't do any favors for her little tushy. Olivia walked into her bedroom and was pleased to find Gracie standing in her time-out corner with her hands on her head exactly where she was supposed to be. The older brunette sat on the bed and watched Gracie stand in the corner for a few minutes longer.
"Are you calm now, young lady?" Olivia inquired sternly.
"Yes, Mommy." Gracie's voice came from the corner, her nose still turned to the wall.
"Come here, then."
Upon hearing Mommy's voice releasing her from her captivity in the corner, Gracie turned and walked over to where Mommy sat on the bed, and was welcomed to sit on Mommy's lap.
"Do you understand why you're in trouble, Gracie Marie?" Olivia gently tucked a strand of Gracie's long dark hair behind her ear.
"Yes, Mommy. Cuz I was naughty at da house an' you hadda put me in tie-ow, an' den I sc'eamed at you." Gracie admitted, her lower lip trembling upon hearing her middle name.
"You aren't really in trouble for your behavior at the house; I know you were just excited to be there, although you know better than to slam doors, young lady. The bigger problem here is that you screamed at Mommy again. How many times have we had to have this discussion lately?"
"A wot." Gracie blushed lightly.
"That's right, we've been having this discussion a lot. Screaming at Mommy is very naughty. Mommy gives you mouth soapings when you scream to help you remember not to do that again, but just a mouth soaping by itself doesn't seem to be effective for you, so today you are going to get a spanking before you get a mouth soaping. Mommy is going to put you over my lap for a spanking with my hand, and then you are going to bend over Mommy's bed for a spanking with the slipper."
"Mommy, no hit mine back." Gracie pleaded fearfully. Duarte had often bent her over the bed to take his belt buckle to her back.
"Of course not, sweetheart. You know Mommy would never hurt you. Would it be better to just stay over Mommy's lap?" Olivia asked kindly, seeing the fear in her baby's eyes and realizing that maybe bending Gracie over the bed was a bad idea, remembering the scars on her precious girl's back and realizing that Gracie was somehow associating being bent over the bed with Duarte's cruel treatment of her.
"Yes, peeze."
"Okay, you can just stay over Mommy's lap the whole time, then. Come here, now."
Gracie suddenly found herself draped over Mommy's lap staring down at the familiar patch of carpet with her dress flipped up and her diaper pulled down while Mommy's strong right hand sent a signal to her naughty bottom that her behavior was not going to be tolerated. Olivia spanked thoroughly until Gracie's bottom was a healthy shade of pink and then she picked up the slipper and tapped it on Gracie's bottom to let her know it was coming. Gracie squeaked and covered her eyes with her hands. She had never gotten the slipper before.
"Ouchy! Owie! Owww! Ouchy!" Gracie cried out as the slipper spanked and punished her naughty bottom.
To the brunette baby girl, it seemed to last forever, but in reality it was only a few minutes before Olivia felt Gracie go limp over her lap and the spanking was immediately over. Olivia tossed the slipper aside and listened to her baby sob as she carefully inspected Gracie's cherry red bottom, satisfied that Gracie had been thoroughly punished without bruising her delicate skin. It was a few minutes later when Gracie realized she was no longer being spanked and her sobs of pain and repentance mixed with sobs of relief.
"Mommy, cuddles, peeze! Peeze cuddles!" Gracie sobbed sadly, and Olivia's heart broke when she had to deny her baby's request.
"You can have all the cuddles you want right after your mouth soaping, baby girl. Stand up from Mommy's lap now."
"Mommy, peeze no sits on mine tushy! I jus' got 'panked!" Gracie sobbed as Mommy led her by the hand into the bathroom.
"Sit down, young lady, let's get this over with so Mommy can hold you. Good girl." Olivia instructed, praising Gracie as she brushed some of Gracie's hair out of her face.
Gracie's lower lip trembled as she watched Mommy prepare the soapy cloth and contemplated whether more begging would do her any good.
"Open." Olivia put her hand gently on the nape of Gracie's neck.
Gracie squeezed her eyes closed, opened her mouth, and squealed in disgust as Mommy thoroughly scrubbed out every inch of her mouth. Five minutes seemed to stretch into five hours, but finally Mommy removed the cloth and filled a cup with water.
"Here, lovey, come rinse your mouth." Olivia spoke lovingly.
Gracie rinsed her mouth with water several times until the awful taste of ivory was about as diluted as it was going to get. With that accomplished, Gracie burst into fresh sobs and turned to bury her face on Mommy's shoulder, melting into Mommy when she felt Mommy's arms wrap around her and hold her close.
"Such a good girl. Let's go cuddle up on your bed, my angel." Olivia cooed.
"Mommy, I's sowwy! I's sowwy!" Gracie sobbed on Mommy's chest as they cuddled on her bed, clinging to Mommy for dear life after Mommy had given her sore bottom a generous portion of arnica.
"I know you're sorry, baby. You don't need to be sorry anymore, my good girl is all forgiven. Mommy loves you so much. I know we won't have to have this discussion again." Olivia cooed.
"Never, ever, ever!" Gracie vowed.
"That's my good girl. I know your little tushy hurts, baby, just cry it out." Olivia rubbed Gracie's bottom to soothe the pain as she cuddled her distraught little one close to her heart.
Gracie sobbed for a while until her sobbing died down to steady crying, and then to sniffles.
"Mommy, you still loves me?" Gracie whimpered.
"Of course Mommy still loves you, baby. There is nothing you could ever do that would make Mommy stop loving you." Olivia assured her.
"M'kays. I has a paci an' stories, peeze?" Gracie asked. She usually liked to be read to after a sound spanking.
"Absolutely. Do you want to choose or do you want Mommy to choose?" Olivia inquired.
"Mommy choose, peeze."
With her bottom still bare and slowly cooling off, Gracie snuggled in Mommy's arms with a pacifier in her mouth and Jewel clutched in her arms while Mommy read to her. When Gracie decided they were done reading, Olivia very gently changed her into a fresh diaper and the two of them walked to the kitchen where Amanda was already making Gracie her favorite snack and filling her sippy cup with apple juice. Gracie got down on the kitchen floor and giggled when Frannie licked her.