"10-13! 10-13! Officer down!"
"Liv! Hold on, Liv, we got you!"
Olivia's chocolate brown eyes slowly fluttered open and she immediately groaned in pain. She gazed about the room and noticed that she was no longer lying on the bloody floor of the brothel, she was lying in a hospital bed wearing a hospital gown with an IV in her arm and a bandage on her forehead. She was alone in the room and wondered exactly how long she had been unconscious.
Alex finished the cleaning that needed to be done and then she sat down on the couch with a glass of wine and settled in comfortably to get started on what she needed to accomplish for court the next day. The detectives of the Special Victims Unit had been on this case for two weeks, and now it was Alex's job to make sure that this guy paid the full price for what he had done. The blonde ADA looked up when her cell phone rang and she reached over for it.
"Cabot." Alex spoke into the phone pressed to her ear.
"Alex, it's Cragen. Something happened." Cragen's voice came over the line.
Alex practically crashed through the double doors of Mercy Hospital's emergency room. The first person she laid eyes on that she recognized was Elliot and she hurried over to where he was standing around with the rest of his squad.
"Is she alive? Why the hell didn't anyone tell me what was going on?" Alex demanded to know.
"Alex, calm down. She told all of us not to tell you, she didn't want you to worry. I don't always tell Kathy when I go undercover for the same reason. She's alive, a stray bullet nicked her shoulder and she was knocked unconscious but the doctor said she just woke up." Elliot said.
"Don't tell me to calm down. You should all be ashamed of yourselves. I don't care whether or not you tell Kathy when you go undercover, that's your business. I would much rather be sitting by the phone knowing that my wife is undercover and waiting for her to come home knowing that she might not, rather than thinking that she's at the precinct when in reality she's out God knows where doing God knows what and I don't have the first clue where she is." Alex scolded.
"Excuse me, are you Alex Cabot?"
"Yes, I am." Alex turned to the doctor who had just addressed her.
"My name is Dr. Lee. Your wife just woke up and she's asking for you."
Alex's anger was replaced by a flood of relief when she walked into the hospital room and saw Olivia laying in the bed with her eyes open.
"Hey, baby." Olivia smiled tiredly.
"Oh, sweetheart," Alex hurried to Olivia's side, catching Olivia's lips with her own, "I'm so glad you're alright."
"Did the guys tell you what happened?" Olivia asked.
"Yes, they did. We'll talk about it when you're well enough to bend over. You just relax now, I'm here, you're safe, and everything is going to be okay." Alex gently stroked Olivia's long brown hair. Even with the pain medication coursing through her body, Olivia didn't miss Alex's veiled threat.
Olivia was released from the hospital the next evening and told to take it easy for a week. Alex took Olivia home, fed her a nutritious meal, and then helped her change and get into bed. Olivia was still on pain medication and didn't even realize that she was being sent to bed early. It wasn't until seven days later that Olivia realized that she had been sent to bed early every night since getting out of the hospital. She didn't make a fuss about it, though, both because she knew that she deserved it and because she had legitimately needed the extra rest to let her body recover from what it had been through.
The next day, Olivia went back to Dr. Lee and was pleased to receive a clean bill of health and clearance to go back to work on Monday. She drove home and Amanda too was happy to hear that her wife had been given a clean bill of health. But that also meant that now her wife needed to be taken in hand.
"I'm going to finish working on this," Alex held up a small stack of paperwork, "It'll take me about thirty minutes. While I do that, I want you to go find a corner for your nose and wait for me. I think you know we have something that needs to be discussed. I want you to try to stand with your hands on your head like always, but if your shoulder doesn't like it, then you don't have to this one time."
"Yes, Ma'am." Olivia's heart dropped, but she had known better than to expect that a week of early bedtimes was all the discipline she was going to get for this incident. The brunette detective decided it would be best not to argue and obediently disappeared down the hall and into the bedroom. She walked over to stand in the corner and wait, placing her hands on her head and discovering that the movement didn't bother her shoulder at all. Alex told her that she would be there in thirty minutes, but Olivia soon lost all sense of time and it felt as if she had been standing there for hours.
Alex sighed as she set aside her finished paperwork and walked to the bedroom. She was pleased to find Olivia standing in the corner exactly where she was supposed to be, and she was relieved to see that Olivia's shoulder appeared to be just fine. Even so, she would be keeping a closer eye on it for at least the next two or three days. Alex left Olivia in the corner for a few extra minutes and she sat down on the bed while she debated in her mind what would be the best way to handle her darling's naughty bottom.
"Come here, Olivia Margaret."
Upon hearing her middle name, Olivia's belly flipped nervously as she turned from the corner and dropped to her knees at Alex's feet, trying to prepare herself to receive whatever was about to happen to her. It had been quite a few months since the last time Olivia found herself in any kind of trouble that required physical discipline, whether at the hands of her Captain or her wife. Alex gently lifted Olivia's chin to force her to make eye contact with her, and Alex could see the guilt in Olivia's dark eyes.
"I barely even know where to start, little girl. First of all, I'm not an idiot, I know that your job is dangerous, and I can handle that. What I can't handle is thinking that you are in one place when you are really in another. I understand that there will be times when you don't always have time to inform me when you have to go undercover, it all depends on the situation. But in this case, you had plenty of time to tell me about the undercover assignment. Even if it was only through text message, I would have appreciated the heads up so that I could be aware. But instead you chose to lie to me."
"I didn't exactly lie. I just didn't tell you." Olivia offered the flimsy defense.
"Don't even start. Not telling me something important that I need to be aware of is just the same as lying, and you know that." Alex scolded.
"I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to worry." Olivia sighed.
"I am always going to worry about you when you're working, that's just the reality of the situation. But I will worry less if you tell me the truth than if you hide things from me. I was terrified when Cragen called me. If Elliot doesn't always want Kathy to know when he has to go undercover, that's his business, but I expect you to always tell me the truth. I think you already know that you're going to be spanked; I want you to bring me the implement of your choice."
Olivia looked up in surprise and confusion; Alex almost never made her choose her own implement, usually she would simply tell her which implement or implements to bring her. But Olivia knew better than to question the order, so she stood to her feet and hesitated in thought as she contemplated the situation. She wanted to choose an implement that was severe enough to make it clear that she was sorry, but on the other hand she wanted to choose an implement that wouldn't hurt too much. Alex waited to see what Olivia would do, patiently giving the brunette detective the time she needed to overcome her pride and wrap her head around the situation. Eventually, Olivia sighed sadly and reluctantly went into the bathroom to fetch the bath brush, and then she went to the closet to retrieve the belt. Alex was a little surprised that Olivia had brought her more than one implement, although she was very proud of her brunette wife. The blonde had been prepared to choose an implement of her own if Olivia had chosen an implement that wasn't severe enough.
"Good girl, come here." Alex guided Olivia to stand in front of her and pulled her jeans and panties down to her knees.
With tears already welling up in her chocolate brown eyes, Olivia draped herself across Alex's lap without being told, offering her bare bottom for punishment.
"Do you understand why you're getting a spanking?" Alex gently laid her hand on Olivia's bottom.
"Yes, Ma'am, because I hid important information from you, which is the same thing as lying." Olivia admitted.
"Are we ever going to need to have this discussion again?" Alex began to pepper Olivia's bottom with sharp spanks.
"Ow! No, Ma'am, never. I will tell you next time I have to go undercover." Olivia winced, staring down at the familiar patch of carpet.
Knowing that this was just a warm up to prepare her bottom for its real punishment, Olivia tried to be a good girl and stay as still and quiet as she possibly could under her wife's usually gentle hand. Alex spanked her for what seemed like forever while she delivered a scolding lecture about telling the truth, and Alex informed her that after her spanking was over she was going to get her mouth washed out with soap.
"Yes, Ma'am, I understand. Ow!" Olivia wept.
"I am going to ask you a question, and no matter what your answer is, it won't make your punishment any worse. If you hadn't gotten hurt today, would you have told me about the undercover assignment?" Alex inquired as she continued to spank.
Olivia hesitated before offering her answer.
"Part of me would like to think that I would have told you about it over dinner that night. But I am already in trouble for lying and I can't do it again, so I would have to say no, I wouldn't have told you. I didn't want you to worry." Olivia choked out.
"That's my good girl. That is what I expect from you; complete honesty, not what you think I want to hear or what you think will get you in the least amount of trouble with me. Just a few more hard spanks, then you can get up and get in position for the belt." Alex said, almost satisfied with the color of Olivia's pink bottom.
Olivia had a few quiet tears streaming down her pretty face when she was allowed to get up from Alex's lap, and she was careful to keep her hands away from her stinging bottom as she obediently draped herself across the bed with two pillows under her hips elevating her bottom. Alex picked up the belt and tapped it on Olivia's bottom to let her know it was coming, causing the brunette detective to clench in fearful anticipation.
"No, little girl. You know better. Relax back here, please."
Olivia reluctantly forced herself to relax her bottom muscles and yelped as the belt whipped and punished her tender bottom. She gripped the bed sheets until her knuckles were white and buried her face in the sheets as she began to cry freely, but still she did her best to stay as still as she possibly could. She couldn't help but wriggle a bit, and Alex didn't mind that as long as she didn't reach back, kick, or try to get up. Olivia quickly lost all sense of time and she wasn't sure when Alex put the belt down, but she suddenly became aware of the bath brush tapping her bottom and she resisted the urge to beg for mercy. She had chosen these implements herself and therefore had no right to complain about them. Not that complaining ever did her any good anyway. Alex began to spank her again, and Olivia began to sob almost immediately. She must have tried to get up, because she felt Alex carefully pushing her back down on the bed.
"I know it hurts, love, but you need to stay down for me. It will be over soon." Olivia heard Alex's voice in her ear.
A few short minutes after that, Olivia gave in and went limp on the bed, and Alex immediately threw down the bath brush as if it had burned her. Alex looked at Olivia's punished bottom and knew that Olivia was going to have trouble sitting for at least the rest of today and tomorrow, but she would be fine by the time she had to sit down at her desk on Monday morning. Alex listened to Olivia's distraught sobbing and reached underneath Olivia's t-shirt to lovingly rub her heaving back. It took a while, but eventually Olivia wasn't sobbing nearly as hard, although she was still crying rather heavily.
"Get up, baby girl. Let's get the last part over with so I can hold you and you can feel better." Alex spoke kindly, there was no need to be stern any longer.
"Please, Ma'am, I'll tell you the truth! I promise!" Olivia pleaded.
"I know you will, this will help remind you. Come on, it'll just take a few minutes and then it will be over."
Olivia wept miserably as she sat on the closed toilet seat lid on her freshly spanked bottom while Alex scrubbed her mouth with a soapy cloth and then placed the bar of soap in her mouth. Alex allowed her to rest her head against her hip and held her hand to support her through it, even as she delivered another short lecture. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Alex removed the bar of soap from Olivia's mouth and kissed her forehead.
"Rinse, love." Alex stepped aside to allow Olivia access to the sink.
Olivia rinsed her mouth with water for several minutes and then she fell into Alex's open arms.
"There, there. That's my good girl. You did so well, sweetheart. I know that was hard. It's over now." Alex soothed Olivia on her lap while the brunette sobbed on her shoulder.
Olivia snuggled into Alex's arms and sobbed on her shoulder, letting Alex's gentle voice soothe and comfort her. She latched onto Alex tightly, partly to resist the urge to rub her punished bottom. Through her sobbing she apologized multiple times and swore exemplary behavior in the future.
"I'm so sorry!" Olivia sobbed.
"There's no need to be sorry anymore, baby. You've been punished and forgiven. We can move forward from this and we'll say no more about it. You just breathe and relax now, honey. I love you so much." Alex soothed.
"I love you too." Olivia choked out.