It Takes Two to Tango

CH 14

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Spencer had fell asleep after the whipping he had gotten from Hotch. He had never knew crying could drain one so fast. As he woke up, he rolled over to his back, to quickly remember just how sore he was, and roll back to his stomach again. Spencer couldn't help but remembering the tears he had seen in Hotch's eyes. In all his time with the team, he had only seen Hotch ever really tear up and that was when he was dealing with Jack. So maybe, just maybe, he was serious about treating him like his son. Spencer gingerly crawled to the edge of the bed, walked over to the desk, grabbed the paper and pen and started writing.

Dear Hotch,(dad)

Sometimes words can not truly express a person's feelings, it is their actions that show just how much the person feels. I am writing this to let you know that I would be proud to have a father like you. I know that I make mistakes, and that I can be a know it all, pest sometimes, but you accept me as I am and then you try to mold me into a better person. I acknowledge that this is difficult for me to process sometimes, and that I may act out and balk when the rules are laid down. But, Hotch, deep down it is a relief to know that there is someone who is not intimidated by my vast knowledge, who will go toe to toe with me when I am in the wrong, and correct me where I need to be corrected. I can not guarantee that I will never mess up again, but I want you to know that I will try my best to stay out of trouble. I do not like being punished, but I TRUST you to know what is best for me, and that you would never give me more that I can take. So, in closing, I want you to know, that I understand why you are doing what you are doing, and that even though I will feel the physical pain for a while, I accept this punishment with a love of a son.

Spencer Reid Ph.D.

Spencer smirked as he signed his name, it was just a little fun to poke at the end of the letter. Spencer quietly snuck down the stairs and was going to leave the note on the kitchen bar, but Hotch had heard the movement and was coming to see where Spencer was going.

"Heading somewhere?" Hotch asked.

"Um,…..no I was…" Spencer was embarrassed that he had been caught with the letter in his hand, he tried to discreetly put it behind his back, but Hotch saw what he was doing.

"You got something there?" Hotch said as he saw Spencer's face change from embarrassed to caught.

"Um, well,…" Spencer nervously tucked his hair behind his ear and started to talk. "When I woke up from my nap, I started thinking, and I wrote to you. I…..I know that it isn't a lot, but I just wanted you to know that I….here." Spencer quickly pushed the note into Hotch's hands and ran back to this room.

Hotch stared at the paper first and then started to read it, it brought a fresh set of tears to his eyes. He knew what he needed to do as he headed to Spencer's room. Hotch pushed open the partially closed door and saw Spencer sitting on the bed, or more like three pillows under him on the bed. Hotch walked across the room and sat down beside Spencer on the bed.

Spencer was looking at the ground, afraid to make eye contact with Hotch, knowing that he could not hide his expressions from this seasoned profiler.

"Dr. Spencer Reid.." Hotch started.

Oh, no! Spencer thought to himself, this is not good. Gone was the fatherly voice and now he was being addressed by doctor. "Um…Hot…"

"Eyes up here, Spencer." Hotch said with a gentle laugh, he had seen the concern flash across Spencer's face as he addressed him as doctor. He was hoping this would catch him off guard and let Hotch interject some levity here.

Spencer looked into Hotch's eyes expecting to see disappointment, but instead he saw the eyes crinkled up into a grin.

"Just thought I would address you as you closed you letter." Hotch said as he tousled Spencer's hair. "Spencer, this letter was amazing…." Hotch said as he tried to keep the tears at bay again. "I only want the best for you, and I am glad that you see that also. I mean, I know that when you are in trouble, you are not going to see what I see, but I am glad that you trust me enough to know what is right and how to handle each situation. You are as much a son to me as Jack is, I would never turn him away and I will never turn you away. I hate it and I truly do hate punishing either of my kids, but it is my parental duties to make sure you see the error in your ways, and with the punishment, reinforce that you should not do it again. This letter shows me that you have come to understanding of what this punishment was for, so I will take this into account and I am going to modify my earlier punishment." Hotch said as he watched Spencer still squirm from his tender backside.

"You mean that I am not grounded for a month, I can go to comic-con. I mean it is only once a year, if I miss it, I miss it until next year." Spencer said with a slight smile on his face.

"No, I am going to leave that decision to you. You can either take your second spanking now, and then be off restriction in time to go to comic-con, or I will not spank you a second time and you are still grounded for one month, but still no comic-con. Come downstairs to my office when you decide." Hotch said with one last tousle of Spencer's hair.

Spencer sat there for a minute trying to weigh out the pros and cons of each option, but in the long run, he knew what he opted to do. Spencer made his way slowly down the hall and into Hotch's office. He walked to the edge of Hotch's desk and stood there. "AHEM! I have decided." Spencer squeaked out.

"Ok, then, tell me what it will be." Hotch spoke quietly.

"Well, I decided to go ahead and take the second spanking, and be off restrictions in time to go to comic-con. I mean it only comes once a year, and spanking although at the time hurts, it does go away." Spencer said with a gulp.

"Oh, so are you saying I don't spank hard enough." Hotch asked with a grin, just trying to ruffle Spencer up a little.

"Oh no sir, I can honestly say that after last night and this morning, not a single one of you guys goes to lightly on me." Spencer replied.

Hotch quietly stood up and walked over to the edge of the desk and propped himself on the edge. "OK, let's get this over with then shall we?"

Spencer gulped and nodded his head, he made his way over to Hotch and asked, "Where do I need to bend over?", as his hand went to undo his pants.

Hotch knew that Reid was still pretty sore from the past two spankings, so it would not take much to relight those fires. Plus he wanted this to be a more personal spanking. "Come over here, over my knees, and leave the pants up. You are still tender from before."

"Ov..Ov…Over you knees…but, that is more for like children." Spencer replied.

"I know, this spanking is between a father and his son, it is….you are….my child, now stop stalling and get over here before I change my mind about the pants." Hotch said firmly.

Spencer hurried over to Hotch's side, but was still nervous about the over the knee position, that just seemed so….personal, but he knew this was exactly what Hotch wanted him to feel. Hotch wanted Spencer to feel his human warmth as he was getting spanked. Seeing Hotch just nod his head, Spencer leaned over Hotch's knees and grabbed his legs for balance.

SWAT!SWAT!SWAT!

"OWWW!ARGH!" Spencer cried out after the first three swats. They were not by any means hard, but just enough to reignite the fire in his backside from his previous past two spankings.

Hotch continued to pepper Spencer's upturned backside until he was sure it was bright red again. He did not need to be too heavy handed, he just wanted to make sure that Spencer knew that this was a punishment.

Spencer was crying in full tears now, not just from the spanking, which did hurt, but no where the level of the previous ones, but from the feeling of love coming from Hotch as he pulled him up and into his arms for a tight hug. "SHHHH! All done now, let's just not have to repeat any of the last couple of days again, any time soon, OK son."

Spencer sniffled and wiped his tears on his sleeve. "Got it dad." Spencer regained his composure and started to try to walk as normally as one could after a good spanking, getting to the door way he turned and looked at Hotch. "So, you want to go to comic-con with me"

THE END

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