Disclaimer:I am not now nor have I ever been a writer for NCIS; I don't own any of the characters but I do have fun playing the fan-fic puppet master of their lives. I only hope to entertain.

Warning: THIS STORY CONTAINS NON-SEXUAL SPANKING; ABORT THE MISSION… DO NOT READ… TURN BACK NOW IF THIS ISN'T YOUR THING. HOSTILE FLAMES WILL BE IGNORED.

A/N: This story is complete AU. Have fun suspend belief and read it like the fiction it's meant to be… Read, Enjoy, Review….

"You want me to do what? No, no, no, nooooooo, not gonna happen Tony! No, don't even start in with this is a good idea and it'll make her feel better and dad won't be angry, 'cause you don't know that at all. For all we know he could think this idea blows, he could be furious… again." Kate was pacing around her brother in her room that seemed to get smaller by the minute. He hadn't been able to say a word since he stormed in ten minutes before with his brilliant idea.

"Katie you're being irrational. There's no down side to this for you and there is no way for you to get in trouble."

"Famous last words, that's what those will turn out to be for me. If it's such a great idea then run it pass dad and let him help. I'll probably just butcher it anyway. At least with him doing it you won't end up looking like a boot-camp reject for the next few weeks."

"I need the element of surprise. Come on Kate I'm begging you." She hated his stupid face and the stupid eyes in the stupid face that made her his accomplice on so many occasions.

"I'm gonna regret this I know it right down to my toes, but come on." He was older, but Tony allowed his 'little' sister to drag him from her room to their parent's.

"What do we say if he's in there?" Kate asked as her hand went to touch the door knob.

"He's not in there. He's in the basement probably whittling something."

"Dork! Come on then."

For once the plan didn't blow up on impact. The door hadn't been booby-trapped and no alarms had sounded. They hurried across to the cavernous bathroom. Tony rummaged through drawers until he found what he was looking for. When he finally put his hands on it he handed them to his seriously apprehensive sister and she plugged it in.

Looking at him one last time Kate inquired, "You sure you wanna do this, right?"

Tony grabbed her hand and shut it off. "Well, no not like that I don't, you have to cut the long pieces with scissors first. Jeez, Kate do I have to tell you everything? I want a hair cut not bloody patches all over."

"You wanna do this yourself?" One final smirk at each other and Tony released her hand and she set to work. This was going to be very interesting indeed.

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Well, she had done the best she could. It didn't look that bad. It was different though. They were both staring at his reflection in the mirror.

"I can't believe you cut all your hair off and for Abby no less. I hope she appreciates it. The guys are gonna flip. So will Deidre (his sometimes girlfriend) for that matter. I thought team superstition said no one cut their hair until the season was over? They are gonna flip!"

"You said that already."

"Worth repeating," Kate shrugged off his tone.

"What if I did that to you? Would this make it up to you? Wouldn't it make you feel better?"

"I don't know about that, but it'd sure make me laugh. Your head has the craziest bumps and I think no hair makes your eyes look freakishly huge."

"Shut-up! Look we need to clean this mess up before we really do get in trouble. Besides I have math to study. He's already mentioned it twice and if I flunk another test even mom won't be able to save me from the halls Brinton Military Academy."

"Good point."

They went about righting their folk's bathroom and making a 'clean' getaway. Now all they had to do was wait for dinner and the big reveal.

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"Jethro, Jethro are you down here?" Jenny called.

Finally, he thought as he turned off his radio, which was permanently tuned to the all news station. He told her to take Abby to lunch, but he didn't think they'd be out all day.

"I'm coming up Jen."

Relief washed over both of their faces as soon as they were in one another's sight. He wasted no time crossing the short distance between them to pull his fiery red head into an all consuming embrace simultaneously crushing her lips with his own.

When she was finally partially released for air Jen said, "I know someone who's missed me today." She ran a hand through his hair dislodging the fine particles of sawdust that had taken up residence. "I love that smell. It says home to me, which is where I wanted to be all day instead of the hairdresser and the mall."

"So, how is she?" He still hadn't loosened his hold on her.

"Why don't you come and see for yourself. She's waiting in the office. Now Jethro I just have to warn you that her hair is really different."

"How different Jen?"

"Well it's not like I let her get a Mohawk or anything. I did let her choose her own color." She was waiting for the reaction. He did not disappoint.

"I'm not going to like this am I?" His hands feel from her side and he grabbed a fresh cup of coffee from the pot he'd made earlier.

"It's darker than before… a lot darker."

He rolled his neck and walked out of the kitchen toward his office. Jenny was on his heels.

"Jethro you be nice. It's been a very traumatic day for her."

"And of course indulging whatever whim popped into her head was the only way to make her feel better."

"You're not being fair." She grabbed on the sleeve of his shirt and halted his movement.

Kissing her all he did was smile. First he looked in her eyes then down at his arm. She let go with a smirk of her own splayed across her lips. That's what eighteen years together got you… a lot of non-verbal communication.

As soon as the door opened Abby jumped from behind it yelling, "TA-DA!"

"You plan on pulling a rabbit out of a hat?" Gibbs responded.

"No daddy. I meant TA-DA… my hair! You like it?" She desperately wanted him to love it. No one else's opinion mattered as much as his.

"You look beautiful Abs as always." Picking his wiry, bouncy ten year old up he sat her on the edge of his desk and stared into her eyes. She was good because she could hold his gaze pretty long before she looked away.

"Yep, she's still in there. My Princess Abigail is still in there, even if she has hair dark as night." Gibbs added with a tweak of her nose and a smile.

"Silly daddy of course I'm in here. I only changed my hair not everything."

"I know." Placing his hands under her arms he supported her as she hopped down from the desk and sat in the chair. Leaning on his desk he looked down at her ready to start the talk that would hopefully end this nightmare day without further incident.

"I'm really glad you're feeling better Abby and that you like your new hair. Today was scary, huh?" She only nodded in response, so he continued. "What Tony did was wrong, but he's already been punished for it. You will not do anything to get him back. Am I clear?"

"Yes daddy. Am I in trouble?"

"Should you be?"

"Uh-uh, I mean I was bothering him a little… a lot, but he wouldn't play with me. I guess I got him in trouble with mommy too… a little."

Jenny was behind her daughter watching the exchange between the two.

"Abby I'm going to tell you the same thing I told your brother. We treat each other with respect in this house. Yeah, Tony made a bad choice, but it was his choice. You are not in trouble for his choices, but I'm not too happy about your choices either."

"What did I do?"

"Abs I know how much you love your brother and you want to hang out with him and Kate and be a big girl, but you're only ten and sometimes it just isn't appropriate for you to do the same things as them. Now he knows he can't just be mean and tell you to go away, but you can't go in his room whenever you want without asking and you can not touch his things without asking."

"Okay."

"If you break those rules little girl you're gonna face the same consequences your brother would get if he broke them."

"You're gonna make me run with you and pull weeds?"

Leaning down until their noses were almost touching Gibbs answered, "No I'm going to spank your butt and take away some privileges. You got me?"

"Yes sir." Her midnight eyes opened wide as she took in what he'd said.

Getting back into a full standing position he lightened his mood and voice. "Good I'm glad we have an understanding. Why don't you take your things upstairs and get washed up for dinner."

Abby scooted from her chair and scurried from the room picking up her bag en route to the stairs.

"Was that nice enough for you Jen?" He circled around the double desk to his half sitting in his chair.

His open posture was very inviting. Never able to resist him long Jenny made her way to him taking her place in his lap.

"That was plenty nice for Abby, but now it's time to see how nice you can be to me."

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"Wow, Abby that's a great hair cut! How much did that cost? I can't believe mom let you dye it so black. Did daddy see it yet?"

Abby had come up depositing her bags in her room and immediately cut across to her sister's.

"You really like it Kate?"

"Oh yeah, it's way cool. Mom would never let me color my hair that dark. I'm jealous. I was supposed to get my hair colored first. She didn't let you get your ears pierced did she? I'm definitely getting to do that before you."

"No I didn't get my ears pierced. But come to my room and see my new outfit."

"You got new clothes too? Maybe I should let Tony glue my hair to a pillowcase."

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The girls finally came down after being called three times by their mother. They were giggling and racing to the kitchen like the drama from earlier in the day had happened to someone else. Tony was waiting for their departure before he left his own room. Then he gave it another few minutes.

Tony gratefully observed how the family noises had returned to normal. Everyone was talking over one another to be heard while his mother dished out pizza and salad for each of them. Sure sitting would be miserable for him, he kept reminding his self that it was what he deserved, but it was misery he could endure in a room filled with the love and laughter of his family.

His mom was the first to notice. "Oh my God Anthony David what did you do?"

"Hey mom," he answered with his eyes honed in on his father's glare.

"I thought about my actions." Gibbs rubbed at the jaw stifling his smile. "Abby I'm really sorry about what I did and that you had to get all your pretty hair cut off, so I cut mine too. I'm not gonna let it grow out until you're happy with the way yours grows out, okay."

The room was silent. Then she responded to the brother who had come to kneel before her chair. "Tony your eyes look huge! You should totally let it grow back right away. I already like my new hair now. Kate says it makes me look very mature."

"Did she now? This would've been good to hear before I let her near my head with clippers."

The table erupted in laughter. "Hey, you begged me to do it."

"It's only hair T-man it'll grow back." Abby added.

"Thanks Abs. Kate…" Dragging out her name he made a move for her before he exchanged a look with his dad that made him think better of it.

Fin