A/N: Little Gracie gets in trouble for breaking Mommy's police radio.
Olivia loaded the last of the dishes into the dishwasher, closed the door, and pushed the button to start the machine. With that accomplished, she went and sat down on the couch with a stack of files. She could hear Gracie down the hall in the playroom giggling and singing to herself, lost in her little girl imagination, and she smiled as she got to work, knowing that if Gracie needed her for something, the little one would come and find her. It was a few minutes later when Olivia's cell phone rang and she reached over to pick up the device.
"Benson." Olivia pressed her cell phone to her ear.
"Hey, it's just me." Amanda Rollins' voice came over the line, and Olivia could tell right away that the blonde detective was struggling not to laugh, "Are you at home right now?"
"Yeah, we're home. I'm just reading through some files that we all need to go over at work tomorrow, and Gracie's playing in the nursery. I'm a little worried, the past few days she's been with me a lot more than usual." Olivia spoke into the phone.
"You might want to go check on little miss. I guess she somehow got her little hands on your radio, and she somehow managed to contact my radio. She's been talking to me and singing to me for the past few minutes." Amanda laughed.
"Oh, my God." Olivia laughed, "Thanks for calling me and telling me. I'd better go rescue my radio, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow. And give little miss a hug from me." Amanda smiled.
"I'll do that, after she gets done in time-out. Bye."
Olivia hurried down the hall and peeked into the nursery where she found Gracie sitting on her bean bag chair chattering away into her radio. Before she made her presence known, Olivia quietly took a picture with her cell phone, and then she walked into the room.
"Mommy, look, I's a 'tective!" Gracie smiled happily when she saw Mommy walk into the nursery, proudly holding up Mommy's radio.
"I see that. Give it here, please." Olivia took the radio out of Gracie's hand and switched it off, "This is not a toy, baby. This radio is very important, if it gets broken Mommy can't do her job right. You have lots of toys here in the nursery and in your room that you are allowed to play with. If you want to play with anything that belongs to Mommy, you have to ask me first. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mommy. I's sowwy." Little Mandy said genuinely.
"That's my good girl. Come here, I think you need to spend ten minutes in time-out to help you remember not to play with Mommy's things without permission, and then you can come back to the nursery and play." Olivia held out her hand for Gracie to take.
"No gol' s'ar." Gracie said sadly, hanging her head in shame as she obediently took Mommy's hand and let Mommy take her to the time-out corner.
"I'm sure tomorrow can be a gold star day, sweetie. In the corner now." Olivia assured her kindly, gently steering Gracie into the corner, and Gracie reluctantly put her hands on her head.
The next ten minutes seemed to pass by very slowly, and Gracie sniffled a little when Mommy finally called her out of the corner and gathered her into a loving hug.
"I's sowwy, Mommy. I not mean to be bad girl." Gracie whimpered on Mommy's shoulder.
"You weren't a bad girl, Gracie-baby, you're a very good girl. It was your behavior that was a little bit naughty, and my good girl is all forgiven. Mommy's not mad at all." Olivia soothed as she held Gracie close to her heart and kissed the top of her head, "You were a very good girl for your time-out, sweetie. You can go play now. Remember, only with the toys in the nursery or in your room. If you want to play with anything else, come ask Mommy first. Now let's turn that frown upside down." Olivia sent Gracie on her way with a gentle tickle to her belly that made Gracie run away giggling happily, her minor discipline pretty much forgotten.
A few days later, Olivia noticed that her radio was gone from the place she always kept it when she wasn't working. Thinking that maybe she had forgotten that she put it in a different place than usual, she searched through the apartment, growing more confused as the radio was nowhere to be found. With a heavy feeling in her stomach, she sighed and called for her mischievous baby girl.
"Gracie, come see Mommy, please!"
"Hi, Mommy!" Gracie happily ran into Mommy's arms when she heard Mommy calling for her.
"Hi, baby. Did you take Mommy's radio from its place on my dresser?" Olivia inquired.
"Um…" Gracie suddenly looked like a deer caught in headlights, and Olivia could see the wheels spinning in Gracie's little head as she scrambled to think of something to say.
"Gracie, do you remember what happens to baby girls who tell lies?" Olivia warned, lifting Gracie's chin with her hand.
"I not want soap, Mommy." Gracie's lower lip trembled.
"Then you had better tell Mommy the truth right from the start." Olivia replied.
"Would it he'p if I sayed I's sowwy?"
"Saying sorry always helps, but you still need to tell Mommy the truth. Now, I'll ask one more time; did you take Mommy's radio from its place on my dresser?"
"Yes, Mommy." Gracie admitted reluctantly.
"And where is it now?" Olivia inquired.
"I show you." Gracie took Mommy's hand and led her into her room. Olivia watched as Gracie reached into the dresser drawer that contained big girl Grace's panties and pulled out the broken radio. Olivia sighed as Gracie handed her the broken pieces, "I broked it." Gracie stated sadly.
"I see that. Do you remember just a few days ago when we talked about this and you had a time-out for taking Mommy's radio without permission?"
"Yes, Mommy, I's sowwy. 'Nother uhn?"
"No, you're not going to have another time-out. The time-out you got a few days ago wasn't effective enough for you to learn this lesson, so this time Mommy is going to have to give you a spanking." Olivia informed her naughty little one.
"No, Mommy, peeze! Peeze no 'pank tushy! I's sowwy! I not want uhn!" Gracie began to cry, reaching back to protect her diaper-covered bottom.
"Yes, spank tushy. I know you don't want a spanking, if you wanted it then it wouldn't be a punishment. Mommy loves you so much, and I don't like spanking my precious angel any more than you like being spanked, but I would be a very bad Mommy if I let you get away with the same naughty behavior over and over again. Let's go to Mommy's room now and get it over with."
"I has cuddles after, peeze?" Gracie's lower lip trembled as tears filled her dazzling blue eyes.
"Yes, lovey, as soon as it's over you get cuddles, just the same as always." Olivia promised kindly, and held out her hand for Gracie to take. They walked together to the bedroom where Olivia took the hairbrush out of the bedside table drawer and then sat down on the bed and reached out to pull down Gracie's pants and diaper.
"Mommy, I's sowwy. No 'pank tushy." Gracie pleaded, reaching her arms around Mommy's waist and burying her face on Mommy's shoulder, her voice clogged with emotion. Olivia's heart broke as she held her little one close for a moment and kissed her head.
"Do you understand why Mommy is going to spank you?" Olivia inquired.
"Cuz I taked da radio an' broked it and hided it." Gracie whimpered.
"Good girl. You are going to get a spanking to help you remember not to do any of that again, and then Mommy will hold you. I'll hold you for the rest of the day if that's what my baby wants, but right now I need you to be my brave girl and stand up so Mommy can pull down your pants and diaper. Spankings are always on your bare tushy, you know that. Mommy is going to spank you with my hand, and then I will use the hairbrush, and then it will be all over and you get cuddles." Olivia explained.
Gracie wept, but she didn't fight it as Mommy gently pulled down her pants and diaper and then guided the naughty baby girl over her lap.
"I know it's hard, honey, but try to relax. Mommy's not mad at all." Olivia gently rubbed Gracie's bottom to try to encourage her to relax her tense muscles.
"Is gonna be ouchy, Mommy." Grace whimpered.
"I know it's going to hurt, sweetie, but it will hurt more with your body all tight like this. Mommy isn't trying to be mean to you, Mommy just wants to help you learn. Mommy still loves you just as much as I always have, you will always be Mommy's good girl no matter how you behave."
"Peeze, Mommy, no 'panking." Gracie pleaded as she slowly relaxed her muscles.
"Mommy doesn't like it any more than you do, little one. Let's get it over with now." Olivia raised up her strong right hand and began to spank the naughty bottom draped over her lap.
Gracie immediately burst into tears, and her hand started to travel back, but she caught herself and instead gripped onto the bed sheets.
"Such a very good girl for keeping those little hands out of the way." Olivia praised even as she continued to spank, and Gracie's heart warmed a bit at Mommy's praise even as she continued to cry.
When she was satisfied with the color of Gracie's bottom, Olivia reluctantly reached over to pick up the hairbrush and Gracie gasped when she felt the familiar wooden implement tapping her bottom.
"Mommy, peeze, no bwush! I's sowwy! I be good girl, I pwomise! You's hurting mine tushy!" Gracie wailed.
"I know you're a good girl, Gracie-baby. Mommy told you that you're going to get the brush, and when Mommy says something is going to happen, then it's going to happen, and after the brush this whole thing will be all over. We're almost done, I promise."
Hearing her nickname comforted her a little, but Gracie still burst into fresh tears upon feeling the hairbrush spanking her tender bottom. It seemed to go on forever, and at one point, Gracie thought she could hear Mommy talking to her, but she was too distraught to pay attention to what Mommy was saying. The baby girl was beyond repentant at this point and just wanted Mommy to scoop her up and love on her. Upon feeling Gracie go limp across her lap and hearing the sound of Gracie's sobbing change, Olivia delivered five more spanks and then threw the hairbrush aside as if it had burned her. Remembering that the arnica had been left in Gracie's room, Olivia very gently rubbed Gracie's bottom to soothe the pain, listening to her baby sob. Olivia gently scooped Gracie into her arms and carried her across the hall into Gracie's room.
"Mommy is going to lay you back over my lap, Gracie-baby. It's time for lotion now, no more spanking. It's all over." Olivia assured her distraught little one, speaking lovingly into Gracie's ear and gently stroking her hair. Upon receiving a tiny nod, Olivia gently laid Gracie back over her lap and applied a generous portion of arnica to Gracie's punished bottom. With that accomplished, Olivia scooped Gracie into her arms again and maneuvered them into a comfortable position on the bed for their usual post-spanking cuddle time.
"Ouchy! Ouchy!" Gracie sobbed on Mommy's shoulder.
"I know it hurts, baby. No more, it's all done. Mommy's right here, just cry it out. You were so good for me, sweetie. Such a good girl. Mommy is so proud of you, my good girl is all forgiven." Olivia cooed to her sobbing baby.
Gracie snuggled down into Mommy's arms and let Mommy cuddle and comfort her for a long while until the baby girl was mostly calm with just a few stray tears clinging to her eyelashes.
"I's sowwy, Mommy. Not let go." Gracie whimpered sadly.
"You don't need to be sorry anymore, Gracie-baby. You had your spanking and my good girl is all forgiven. Mommy's not letting you go, I'm right here." Olivia kissed Gracie's forehead.
"Mommy, mine tushy is ouchy." Gracie whimpered, as if Mommy didn't already know that.
"It will feel better in a little while, sweetie, I promise. Here, let Mommy help, I know it hurts. You just rest now, baby." Olivia very gently rubbed Gracie's bottom to soothe the pain.
"Mommy, stories now, peeze?" Gracie asked a while later with mostly dry eyes and a tiny sniffle.
"Yes, my good girl, we can read stories now. Do you want to choose or do you want Mommy to choose?"
"Me chooses. Need paci, too, an' kitty cat." Gracie slowly got up from Mommy's lap and walked over to her bookcase while gently rubbing her spanked bottom and brought Mommy several of her favorite storybooks to read to her, gathered up Jewel and a pacifier, and then happily snuggled back into Mommy's arms with her pacifier in her mouth and Jewel clutched in her arms as Olivia arranged them comfortably on the bed for their usual post-spanking ritual.
When Gracie decided they were done reading, she still wasn't ready for Mommy to let go of her yet, so Olivia picked her up and carried her out to the couch where she sat on the couch and settled Gracie comfortably on her lap and turned on cartoons. After a while, Olivia looked down and smiled when she saw that Gracie had fallen asleep in her arms. She decided to just keep her there instead of taking her to her bed, so she turned off the TV and while Gracie slept Olivia began to use her phone to send an email to see about getting her radio fixed. With that accomplished, Gracie began to fuss a little in her sleep, and Olivia lovingly rubbed Gracie's red bottom to soothe her back into a deep, peaceful sleep.