A/N: Warning for mildly graphic self-harm.

"I think it's a genius idea, Olivia. Two weeks out of the city will do Grace a world of good. Just keep in mind that even while she's on vacation, Grace needs consistency and predictability; you told her that she's going to be on obedience training until further notice, so that needs to continue while you're at the cabin. And if she deserves to have her little bottom spanked, then that needs to happen too. I hope you're right that she'll come to you about the cutting while you're at the cabin, but don't expect it on day one. Just love her and give her time." Dr. Olivet spoke into the phone pressed to her ear.

"I already packed the wooden spoon and the paddle, and she pouted at me when she saw me putting them in my bag. She's going to get plenty of predictability and consistency if she doesn't mind herself, although she's been very good lately. And she'll get plenty of love. I'm looking forward to having some time to just relax and give her my undivided attention; I don't think I've had a real vacation from work since I brought her home. Come to think of it, I can't remember the last time I had a real vacation." Olivia used her shoulder to hold her phone to her ear while she finished packing everything they would need for their vacation to the cabin in the woods.

The two women talked for a while longer and then hung up. Olivia then dialed a familiar number and listened to the phone ring.

"Stabler." Elliot's voice came over the line.

"Hey, it's me." Olivia greeted him.

"Hey, Captain. Caught a case?" Elliot inquired, already searching for his car keys.

"Not that I know of. I'm not at work, I'm at home. I'm just giving you a head's up that starting tomorrow, you're in charge at work for two weeks. Grace and I are going on a little getaway."

"Ooooohhhhh." Elliot teased.

"Shut up." Olivia laughed, "I told you before, she's not ready yet, and after recent events she's definitely not ready yet. I'm not going to go into details, but she needs my undivided attention for a while, so I'm taking her up to Daddy's cabin in the woods."

"The cabin he took you to after Alex's funeral?"

"Yeah. Those two weeks worked wonders for me, although I certainly didn't appreciate sitting on it. I'm hoping that spending two weeks up there will help Grace in some way."

"Well, I don't need to know anything you don't want to tell me, but if there's anything I can do to help, let me know. And I'm glad you're finally taking some real time off to relax, you haven't had hardly any real time off since Alex was in the hospital."

"Has it really been that long since I've taken vacation from work?" Olivia tried to think back.

"Yep. I've gotta go, I promised Eli I'd take him to the park and toss the baseball around."

"All right, I'll see you when we get back in two weeks. Give little man a high five from me."

The next morning, Grace was a little disappointed when she was instructed to leave her cell phone at home. If there was an emergency or if someone needed to get a hold of them, Olivia had her phone, and she promised that if Grace was a good girl she would be allowed to use Olivia's phone for one hour a day.

"I don't want your nose buried in that thing for the next two weeks, leaving your phone at home is the best way to avoid temptation, and I will stay off of mine too unless someone calls. It will be good for us to unplug from electronics for a while. There's a TV up at the cabin we can use, but the phone stays here." Olivia explained.

"Yes, Ma'am." Grace agreed reluctantly, obediently placing her phone in the bedside table drawer.

"All right, now, come here. I'm going to give you a little reminder to be a good girl for the next two weeks. I don't want to have to punish you while we're on vacation, but I will if I have to." Olivia sat down on the bed.

Grace panicked momentarily, but relaxed when she remembered that the scars on her legs were mostly healed and barely visible now. Her arms had taken most of her abuse and were badly scarred, but were covered by long sleeves. Grace obediently walked over and stood while Olivia gently pulled her jeans and panties down to her knees, and then the brunette submissive draped herself across her Mistress's lap without being told. Olivia did notice a few of Grace's healed scars on her legs and her heart shattered, but she forced herself not to say anything.

"Ouch!" Grace winced as her spanking began. But just like every other reminder spanking she had ever gotten, it lasted for less than two minutes before Olivia picked her up and cuddled her until she stopped whimpering. Grace snuggled down into Olivia's arms, clinging to her tightly while she whimpered and sniffled.

"That's my good girl. You accepted that very well, my baby, I'm proud of you." Olivia praised lovingly, gently rubbing Grace's bottom to soothe the mild sting she had just inflicted.

"Mmhmmmphmmph." Grace mumbled on Olivia's shoulder.

"Was that English?" Olivia chuckled, gently tickling Grace's side, causing Grace to giggle and squirm.

"I'll be a good girl, Ma'am, I promise." Grace lifted her head from Olivia's shoulder.

"I know you're a good girl, little one. It was just a reminder, it's all over. Now, let's go to the kitchen and have breakfast. We have a four hour drive ahead of us and we need to hit the road." Olivia gently kissed Grace's forehead.

Grace was fed by hand as usual, and then they packed their bags into the car and the two women began their four hour journey to the cabin in the woods. Grace quickly forgot about her phone as she engaged in easy conversation with her Mistress, and found herself growing excited as the scenery began to change as they drove out of the city.

"I've never been outside the city." Grace admitted, gazing at the scenery as they drove.

"Well, we'll have to fix that. This is a start. Maybe one day I can arrange to take you on a vacation to Mexico or Paris, I've been to both." Olivia replied.

"I'd love to see Paris!" Grace's eyes lit up, and Olivia chuckled.

"I'll keep that in mind, and if you're a good girl, you'll just have to wait and see what happens. We need to stop and get gas." Olivia pulled into a gas station and parked at a gas pump. She reached into her purse and handed Grace a few bills, "While I fill the car, you go inside and get two bottles of water, choose a snack for yourself, and get me a small bag of pretzels."

"Yes, Ma'am." Grace nodded obediently as she took the bills and headed inside the convenience store to do as she was told.

Grace located two bottles of water and a bag of pretzels, and then set about the task of choosing a snack for herself. A sense of dread suddenly washed over her and the irrational part of her mind that had been gaslit for the better part of six years suddenly began to panic, thinking that whatever choice she made was going to be the wrong one and Olivia was going to be angry and punish her. Grace reached into her pocket and felt the razor blade she had stashed there. She abandoned the bottles of water and pretzels she had selected and practically ran into the bathroom. Luckily the bathroom was a one-person bathroom, so she could lock the door behind her. She took the razor out of her pocket and looked at it, breathing heavily, as if it might come alive at any moment and attack her. Grace pulled up her sleeve and looked at her arm, already covered in cuts, but she spotted an empty space and quickly slashed the blade across her skin, wincing in pain and then watching as the blood dripped from her body and a wave of endorphins hit her, causing her panic to slowly slip away with the blood. Grace washed her arm carefully, using toilet paper to stop the bleeding. She pulled her sleeve back down over her arm, took a deep breath, and emerged from the bathroom. She went back to retrieve the water and pretzels, and then chose a can of Pringles for herself. Grace paid for her purchases and went back outside to the car where Olivia was sitting behind the wheel waiting for her.

"I'm sorry that took so long, Ma'am, I needed to use the bathroom." Grace explained as she climbed into the car and handed Olivia her pretzels and bottle of water.

"That's okay, you actually haven't taken that long. I just got done paying for the gas." Olivia replied. Grace waited for Olivia to say something about her choice of snack, but Olivia said nothing about it. Her rational brain kicked in and the brunette submissive relaxed; Melissa was the gaslighter, Olivia would never do such a terrible thing to her.

Finally, Olivia turned a corner and the cabin came into view. It was big enough to house four people, and there was a pool and hot tub around the back, and a deck with a grill. As they pulled up to the cabin, a deer was startled by the car and darted off into the trees, and the deer in turn startled a small flock of birds that flew through the sky squawking.

"This is Don's cabin? This is a palace!" Grace looked around in amazement, and Olivia laughed.

"I can't imagine the royal family roughing it out here, but you are my princess, so I guess if you want to call it a palace you can." Olivia smiled, "Come help me with the bags."

"Yes, Ma'am."

The bags were unpacked, and Grace once again pouted when she saw Olivia take the wooden spoon and place it on the coffee table, easily accessible just in case it was needed. Olivia chuckled sympathetically at Grace's expression.

"Be good." Olivia lovingly tapped Grace on the nose, "Now, let's decide what we are going to have for lunch today. Daddy came up here before we did and made sure that the refrigerator and pantry were fully stocked for us. Oh, and it looks like he decided to spoil someone." Olivia opened the refrigerator and noticed that it was stocked with Grace's favorite soda, and indulgently handed her one.

"Thank you, Ma'am." Grace beamed, cracking open the can. Olivia didn't allow her to drink soda very often. It was a rare treat.

After lunch, Grace found herself being cuddled on her Mistress's lap on the couch in the peaceful silence and she happily relaxed into Olivia's body while Olivia stroked her hair. After a while, Olivia kissed Grace's temple.

"Come on, I feel like spending time outside. Let's put our suits on and get in the pool."

"My month started this morning, Ma'am." Grace lied, starting to panic a little. She couldn't put on a bathing suit, she just couldn't.

"Oh. Well, come outside and just sit with me while I get in the pool, then. You can bring a book to read." Olivia suggested. The weather outside was starting to warm up, so it was still a little bit cool, but not so chilly that the pool was off limits.

"Yes, Ma'am." Grace agreed, calming down.

They went outside and Olivia sat down on a lounge chair while Grace got down on her knees and assisted Olivia in applying sunscreen to her delicate skin. Olivia got into the pool and started to swim laps while Grace sat down on her own lounge chair to read. Having gotten lost in her book, Grace wasn't sure how much time had passed when she looked up again and Olivia was getting out of the pool. The brunette detective was dripping wet as she reached for a towel, and Grace was suddenly overwhelmed with love and adoration for her beautiful Mistress. Olivia had been nothing but kind to her ever since the first day they met in the precinct. Olivia spanked hard, but even teaching Grace right from wrong was a kindness in its own way. As she dried herself off with a towel, Olivia looked down when she felt something at her feet and smiled when she saw Grace on the ground kissing her feet in worship.

The days passed peacefully enough, and the first week of their two week vacation was gone. Grace earned another five licks of the wooden spoon, but overall had been very well behaved and Olivia was proud. But whereas normally after five licks of the spoon, Grace would be feeling a sense of determination to do better, this time it sent her into a panic. At the first available opportunity, she escaped to the bathroom and spent a few minutes staring at the razor in her hand. She pressed the blade to her skin, and then suddenly felt a pair of arms around her, and a hand gently squeezing her wrist.

"Put it down, my baby. Let it go."