Wow! Two chapters a day and I'm doing it in between homework! This is awesome. Already received some reviews on the last chapter, thanks y'all! Now on with the show…er, story. Warning: Contains spanking of a young adult.

The week was progressing nicely. Tony was finally able to move without too much pain and he seemed to be opening himself up more, now. While he was still trying to feel out his place in Gibbs life, not an easy task for someone who has never had a place on anyone's priority list, some instances did occur. Usually Gibbs found he could correct that behavior with a few well placed swats to the kid's rear, today, something was different, though. Something had Tony on edge. He'd been skirting the line all evening. Gibbs wasn't looking forward to what he somehow knew was going to happen. Yes, had given Tony several swats, but he'd yet to actually take the boy over his knee and spank him. Gibbs supposed the behavior could be traced back to Tony's being home all week. Tony was like him in that respect, they both hated sitting at home feeling useless.

"You going to tell me what's bothering you?"

"Nothing's bothering me."

Tony dropped his eyes before Gibbs saw the lies in them. How could he tell the man who had taken care of him for the past week that he had broken one of his major rules? He knew if he did tell him, he would surely have trouble sitting for a while, but if he didn't tell him and he found out the punishment would be so much worse. Not to mention Gibbs loosing his trust in him. Well, Anthony you've really fucked the duck on this one, haven't you?

"This have anything to do with you being at HQ today?"

Tony watched Gibbs chew his steak, he didn't seem angry. He didn't even act surprised that Tony had been there. Did he know that Tony had gone out into the field with another team? He hadn't wanted to, really. But they needed someone with his talents and he was there anyway. He saw no harm in going. Yes, Gibbs and Ducky had both said no work for a week and no field work for at least two, but it was just an hour. Still Tony did not want the older man knowing about it. His ass would still be on fire when he woke in the morning if Gibbs found out.

With Tony upstairs reading, Gibbs made his way to the basement. The boat always seemed to relax him. Tonight, however, his mind was to wired to relax. What had Tony done that he was afraid to talk about? It couldn't be to awfully bad or he would have heard about it by now. His cell ringing stopped his thought process completely.

"Gibbs!"

"Gibbs, man I just wanted to let you know you have one hell of an agent."

"Gerhardt, what the hell are you babbling about?"

"That DiNozzo kid. You should have seen him today."

Gibbs pocketed the phone and made his way upstairs. No wonder Tony didn't tell him. He knew Gibbs would wear his ass out for such a stupid stunt. And he fully intended to do just that.

The tap on the door startled him. He had been really into that book. Gibbs appearing in the door way wearing that look could not be a good thing. It meant that Gibbs had somehow found out about the incident at the Capps house earlier. It also meant that Gibbs wouldn't be dishing out mere swats tonight.

"Can I explain first?"

"You'd better, because right now I'm seriously considering paddling you bare. What the hell were you thinking? You could've been killed when that bitch started shooting. Did I not make myself clear on this issue?"

"You were perfectly clear, but in all fairness, I never expected that woman to start poppin' off rounds out the front window. They just wanted me to talk to her. She was a witness in one of their cases and she wouldn't talk. It's not my fault she shot at us!"

Gibbs almost laughed at the childlike plea. Yeah, Tony knew he was in big trouble. He was starting to back peddle.

"No it isn't, but you knew better than to even be there. You and I had that discussion and then Ducky talked to you as well."

"Are you going to spank me?"

"Oh, yes!"

"With the paddle?"

"Have you ever been paddled before?"

"At school when I was a kid."

"Do you think you deserve the paddle?"

What kind of question was that? Of course he was going to say no. Getting paddled hurt, a lot.

"I guess."

Gibbs saw the fear the moment it lit in those glowing eyes. The paddle was certainly out of the question. That left the brush and his hand and while the kid had done something entirely too reckless, he had come out of it unscathed. That thought made up his mind for him.

"Stand up!"

Tony did as he was told not wanted to add more fuel to the fire that was Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Gibbs pulled him over his knees with out hesitation. Tony needed to understand the consequences of rash behavior, but scaring the kid out of his mind didn't appeal to him.

Once Tony was settled over his knee, Gibbs dropped the sweats the kid was wearing to reveal Roadrunner boxers. The boy definitely had a sense of humor.

"Have you ever been spanked bare before?"

"All the time when I was a kid. The belt and the cane caused more pain if they bared me."

"Tony this isn't about me causing you pain. Though, I know it will. This is about you not following my orders. This is about you letting yourself be put in dangerous situations. Hopefully, next time you'll remember this and it might dissuade you a little."

The boxers came down next. Then the tremors started. Rubbing his hand across Tony's back calmed them.

"Tony, I'm not going to beat you. It's just a spanking."

Tony nodded his acceptance and Gibbs raised his hand.

Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat! Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat! Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat!

Gibbs lowered his knee, placing Tony's under curve at just the right spot. The sniffling told him to watch it. He didn't want to actually hurt the kid.

"Tony, this is going to really hurt, bud."

"I…I know."

Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat! Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat!

After the twenty-fifth swat Gibbs moved his hand to Tony's back, rubbing the tension out of the muscles. The tears he saw broke his heart because he knew he had caused them. He also knew if he lost Tony he would never live through it. That was what fueled this particular spanking. Tony endangering himself.

After Tony's breathing evened out, Gibbs removed the boxers and pulled up the sweats. Having the cotton based fabric so close to the reddened skin would be extremely uncomfortable. He then sat the kid beside him on the bed and held him until the tears stopped. Tony would have to sleep on his stomach tonight, but at least he was alive to sleep. Besides, the redness would be gone by morning as would the soreness. The only reminder Tony would have of this spanking was in his head.

"That hurt, Gibbs."

"I imagine it did. Punishments are called punishments for a reason."

"It hurt, but it was nothing like what my parents did to me."

Gibbs could imagine the kind of punishments the DiNozzos doled out. The tremors just before the spanking had given him some insight into that.

"Tony, hurting you wasn't the objective here. I don't like doing this, kiddo, because I know its hurts you. But it also makes you think about why I did spank you. I will never beat you. I will spank you or sometimes if you've done something totally outlandish and dangerous, I'll paddle you. Discipline should not be about inflicting as much physical pain as possible, it should be about the person getting punished learning a lesson. Understood?"

Tony nodded and buried his head into Gibbs side. The feather light kiss to the top of the kids head didn't surprised him. Neither did his offer to stay until Tony was asleep. They had just reached a major turning point in their relationship, and Gibbs didn't want the kid to pull into himself now. As Tony dosed on his stomach, Gibbs tucked the covers around his charge and swept the remnants of the tears away. He and Tony had a long way to go, but they would get there.

Well, that's it! All finished. Tell me what you think. Should I do a sequel? Or move on to something else?