A/N: Written by request, based off of Season 24 Episode 21 when Grace gets choked by Elias Olsen. The person who requested this didn't specifically ask for it to be put in the 'Saving Grace' series, so I hope you don't mind that I decided to do that. Enjoy! :-)
"I think my good girl definitely had a gold star day today." Olivia praised with a loving smile, handing Gracie a gold star to put on her sticker chart. Freshly bathed and dressed for bed in a fresh diaper and her favorite pair of purple pajamas with a pacifier in her mouth, Gracie happily placed the sticker in its spot. She carefully used her index finger to touch each gold star, counting them.
"Uhn, two, fee, foe, fie. Mommy, I has fie stars now!" Gracie beamed proudly, holding up five fingers. She had lost her gold star yesterday after she needed to be sent to time-out, and she was happy that she had earned one today.
"Such a good girl. How many more gold stars do you need to earn a pink heart?" Olivia inquired, gently brushing a strand of Gracie's dark hair behind her ear, and Gracie paused in thought.
"Um… uhn, two. Two mores!" Gracie announced, counting the empty spaces and this time holding up two fingers.
"Good girl, so smart. Now, we have time for two stories before beddy-bye time. Do you want to choose or do you want Mommy to choose?"
"Me chooses!" Gracie ran to the bookshelf and began to look through her collection of storybooks, carefully debating which two she wanted Mommy to read to her tonight. With her two selections in hand, Gracie ran to her room and climbed up onto her bed to wait for Mommy to come in and cuddle her before bedtime. Olivia smiled when she walked in the room and found Gracie sitting on her bed with her pajama top pulled up and looking down at her belly button in childlike fascination.
"Put that belly button away, silly girl. You know the rule, when Mommy sees a belly button it has to get tickled." Olivia teased and gave Gracie's belly a gentle tickle. Gracie giggled happily and crawled into Mommy's lap for storytime, making herself comfortable and picking up her stuffed kitty so it could hear the stories too and wouldn't feel left out.
"What are we reading tonight?" Olivia picked up the two books Gracie had chosen.
"Dis uhn firs, Mommy. Cin'a'min!" Gracie pointed to the picture of the girl on the cover of the book.
By the time Gracie had been read the promised two stories, her dazzling blue eyes were beginning to droop. Mommy gently tucked her into bed and gently rubbed her belly to soothe her to sleep until the tired baby girl's eyes finally closed and she fell into a deep, peaceful sleep. Olivia gently kissed Gracie's forehead and carefully got up from the bed. She quietly turned on Gracie's Winnie the Pooh night light and quietly left the room, pulling the door closed behind her and leaving it open just a crack so that she could hear in case Gracie called for her in the night.
The next afternoon at the precinct, all hell broke loose as the two-way mirror shattered and Grace found herself in a headlock and unable to breathe as Elias Olsen grabbed her and choked her. It felt like forever, but it was only a couple of seconds before Olivia was able to pull her from Elias's grip as Velasco, from inside the interview room, pulled a struggling Elias away from the broken window.
"You're okay, honey. You're safe, I got you." Olivia soothed as Grace gasped for breath, more frightened than injured. Despite the young detective's protests and insistence that she was perfectly fine, Olivia ordered Churlish to drive Grace to Mercy hospital to be examined and silenced Grace's protests with a discreet pat to her hip.
"You could have been killed, Grace Marie. Hold still." Olivia scolded later that day as the two women sat on the couch in their apartment while the older brunette carefully examined the light red marks on Grace's neck. The younger brunette winced when Olivia's finger lightly brushed across a particularly sensitive mark.
"I'm fine. At least I was right about Elias Olsen, that makes it worth it. Can I get up now?" Grace dismissed Olivia's concern over her.
"No, you may not. You are going to sit right there while you can still sit down properly and I am going to get some ice for that neck of yours." Olivia stood from the couch.
"I'm getting a spanking?!" Grace's head snapped up, her neck protesting the quick movement.
"Did you really expect to get away without one, young lady?" Olivia raised an eyebrow.
"A girl can hope." Grace sighed.
"You can, but you would be very wrong. You are getting a spanking after dinner. The only reason I didn't haul you into my office for a paddling this afternoon is because sending you to the hospital to make sure Elias didn't do any permanent damage to you was more important."
After dinner, Grace found herself in Olivia's bedroom standing in the familiar corner with her hands on her head, waiting for Olivia to come in and discipline her. This was the same corner that Gracie found herself in when she deserved a time-out, so between her big girl self and her baby girl self, Grace found herself standing in this corner far more often than she would have liked. Grace's belly flipped when she heard Olivia's footsteps in the hallway approaching the bedroom.
"Come here, Grace." Olivia retrieved the hairbrush from the bedside table drawer and sat down on the bed.
Grace turned from the corner and dropped to her knees at Olivia's feet. Taking Grace's chin gently in her hand, Olivia delivered a firm scolding and Grace responded verbally when necessary. When she was told to do so, Grace stood to her feet and put her hands on her head so that Olivia could pull her jeans and panties down to her knees. Without being told, Grace then draped herself across Olivia's lap, offering her bare bottom for punishment.
"Do you understand why you're getting a spanking, Grace Marie?" Olivia inquired as she gently tapped the hairbrush on Grace's bottom.
"Yes, Ma'am, because when the two-way mirror broke today and you told me to come away from it I disobeyed you and ran toward it. I'm sorry." Grace forced herself to relax her bottom muscles.
"It isn't your fault that Elias choked you, that was his fault. But if you hadn't been impulsive and instead had been obedient, it wouldn't have happened. What do we call disobedience and impulsive behavior?"
"A spankable offense."
Olivia raised up the hairbrush and brought it down sharply on Grace's tender bottom, followed quickly by another, and another, and another, and another. Grace squeezed her eyes closed and struggled to keep her tears inside of her until she had no other option and she started to cry. Olivia heard Grace crying and knew that they were about halfway done. Grace gripped the bed sheets until her knuckles were white to resist the urge to reach back and cover herself, which was something she had discovered that Olivia did not tolerate. Grace began to sob and she didn't even realize that switch that was happening inside herself.
"Mommy, I's sowwy! Owie! You's hurting mine tushy!" Gracie sobbed, going limp across Mommy's lap. Olivia was startled by how fast her baby girl had appeared and timed out sixty seconds in her head before she tossed the hairbrush aside as if it had burned her and scooped up her sobbing baby to cuddle and comfort her.
"My sweet angel, come see Mommy. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I know it hurts, baby, you just relax now and cry it out. My big girl is all forgiven." Olivia cooed lovingly, tenderly rubbing Gracie's punished bottom to soothe the sting while Gracie sobbed on her shoulder.
As Gracie slowly began to calm thanks to Mommy's loving voice and gentle hand, Olivia picked her up and carried her into her own bedroom and carefully laid her on the bed. Olivia gently stripped Gracie out of big girl Grace's work clothes and carefully smoothed lavender scented lotion all over Gracie's body before she gently changed Gracie into a diaper and little girl clothes, showering the crying little one with tender words of love and praise the entire time. With all of that accomplished, Olivia sat on the bed and once again cuddled Gracie on her lap, holding the little one securely in her arms and reaching underneath Gracie's t-shirt to gently rub her belly to soothe her. Gracie tried to focus on Mommy's gentle hand rubbing her belly instead of the intense pain radiating from her poor bottom. Eventually, Gracie's sobs died down and she cuddled in Mommy's arms with only a few tears still clinging to her eyelashes.
"Mommy, the scary man hurted me." Gracie whimpered.
"I know, baby. You're safe now right here in your house, Mommy's got you. Such a good girl." Olivia cooed lovingly as she popped a pacifier into Gracie's mouth. Gracie's dazzling blue eyes began to droop and slowly closed as she fell asleep in Mommy's arms while Mommy's gentle hand continued to rub her belly.
When Gracie woke up, she was still cuddled safely in Mommy's arms and she realized that Mommy had moved them out to sit on the couch at some point during her relatively short nap.
"There's my good girl. You're awake." Olivia smiled down at her baby girl in her arms.
"Mommy, I's firsty, peeze." Gracie rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"Good girl, so polite."
Olivia reached over and picked up Gracie's pink sippy cup filled with milk and brought it gently to her lips. Gracie opened her mouth to receive it and drank happily, staring up at Mommy trustingly as Mommy talked to her softly. Her bottom ached terribly, but Gracie knew she was loved. She was genuinely touched by the gentle way Mommy was speaking to her and tears filled her eyes once again.
"My sweet angel, no more tears now. You will always be Mommy's good girl no matter how you behave, whether you are my big girl or my baby girl." Olivia set aside the empty sippy cup.
"Mommy, rub mine tushy, peeze."
There on the couch, Olivia gently laid Gracie back in the familiar position over her lap, ensuring that she was lying very comfortably before she gently pulled down her pants and diaper and very gently began to rub the still very red bottom to soothe the pain. The little brunette breathed a sigh of relief as Mommy gently rubbed her bottom and she melted over Mommy's lap. Olivia reached over for the TV remote and turned on cartoons for Gracie to watch while she laid there. Soon Gracie found herself smiling happily as Mommy gently lifted the back of her t-shirt and Mommy's nails lightly tickled her back the way Gracie liked, feeling safe knowing that Mommy was there to watch over her and tend to her needs. In the middle of the night, Olivia's eyes fluttered open when she felt the bed dip and she saw Grace crawling into bed with her. Knowing from the energy in the room that this was her big girl seeking comfort, Olivia gently pulled Grace into her arms to cuddle her and lovingly soothed the younger brunette back to sleep with her gentle hand lightly rubbing Grace's panty-clad bottom. Once again, Grace's world was made right by the power of a red bottom and a cuddle.
The next morning, Grace woke up feeling refreshed and forgiven and ready to face a new day, and smiled as she received a kiss to her forehead when she walked into the kitchen dressed for work and ready to have breakfast with her beloved mentor. Nothing about what had happened was ever mentioned again. When they arrived at the precinct, Grace sat down at her desk, wincing slightly, and Olivia walked into her office to answer the phone, glad to see that the two-way mirror had been replaced.