WARNING: Contains non-consensual spanking of adults.

NOTE: I don't usually write for NCIS, but I've had a couple of stories that wouldn't go away. Here's the second.

"DiNozzo."

"Yeah, Boss"

"Go to bed." Tony didn't budge. "Now, DiNozzo!"

"I want to make sure she's ok," Tony answered quietly.

"I'm not going to tell you again," Gibbs growled. Tony paused a moment longer then reluctantly stood up and moved slowly toward his room. "Tony," Gibbs said quietly, "if I need you, I'll wake you." Tony nodded and finally obeyed.

Gibbs sat back for a moment and rubbed his eyes then stood up and started pacing the length of the hotel suite living room. Again. He checked his watch for the hundredth time that evening. Where the hell was she?

Earlier that evening:

Kate pulled her phone out and checked the incoming number. She didn't recognize it, but the area code matched the city they had found themselves in for their latest investigation. She excused herself from the table to take the call. It was a short call and when she returned, their meals had been delivered and Tony's was already half gone. Gibbs was staring at his senior agent in awe, his own fork suspended between his plate and his mouth.

Gibbs shook his head and looked up at Kate. "Who was on the phone?"

"An old friend. She thought she saw me at that store yesterday and called to see if I was in town. She wants to meet up for drinks tonight if I've got the time," Kate answered, a big smile on her face.

"Well," Gibbs said after swallowing his first bite of lasagna, "since the case is wrapped up and we're not heading back until morning, I'd say you've got the time."

"That's what I told her. I'm meeting her at eight," Kate said as she delicately twirled some spaghetti around her fork.

"Whaa aa mee gooig?" Tony asked around his own mouthful of lasagna.

"Where did you learn your table manners, Tony?" Kate asked, clearly disgusted. Gibbs merely shot Tony a dirty look and shook his head.

"I thought you and I would head to the batting cages for the evening," Gibbs answered.

Tony swallowed deliberately. "Cool," he grinned.

Gibbs turned back to Kate, "Just make it back to the hotel by midnight. I want to get an early start, ok?"

"Got it. Thanks."

* * * * *

Gibbs' head snapped up as he heard the electronic lock on the door click. The door opened slowly and he saw Kate's silhouette creep in the door. He waited until she had closed the door and pushed the bar lock into place before he turned on the light. Kate jumped and turned around.

"Where the hell have you been?" Gibbs launched in without prelude. Kate opened her mouth, but Gibbs interrupted her. "Go to bed. We'll deal with this in the morning." Kate again opened her mouth, but again, she was interrupted. "Now, Kate." Wisely, Kate obeyed.

Barely ten minutes after Kate made it to bed, she saw her door open a crack. "What do you want, Tony?" she whispered. The door opened a little wider and Kate saw Tony glance over his shoulder before he walked into the room and sat down on Kate's bed.

"You ok?" he whispered.

"For now," Kate answered quietly.

"Where were you?"

"Don't worry about it."

"I do worry about it, Kate," Tony answered in an angry whisper. "You're my partner and you went off grid for three hours."

"We just lost track of time. Go back to bed before Gibbs catches you."

"I'm not buying it," Tony answered, still clearly angry.

"Go to bed."

"What did Gibbs say?" Tony asked, ignoring her.

"Nothing," Kate answered.

"Nothing?"

Kate sighed. "He said he'd deal with me in the morning."

"Ouch," Tony said then patted her leg through the blankets before standing up. "Good night, Kate."

The next morning, Tony again entered Kate's room. This time, she was fast asleep. "Kate," he said quietly. She stirred for a moment then opened her eyes. "You need to get up," he continued.

"What time is it?" she asked, still half asleep.

"0630." Kate closed her eyes for another moment, then sat up and stretched. "Gibbs went out to get breakfast. He wants you up and dressed when he gets back."

"Is he still mad?" Kate asked as she pushed herself out of bed.

"Yeah. He is."

Kate nodded and rubbed her eyes. "What do you think he's got planned for me?"

"Well," Tony began hesitantly, "last time I missed curfew, I was pretty sure I wouldn't sit for the rest of the week by the time Gibbs got done with me."

"How late were you?" Kate asked as she pulled clothes out of her bag.

"Half an hour."

"So I guess three hours means he's actually going to kill me," she said with a nervous grin.

Tony shrugged. "I don't think he'll kill you, but he may have you reassigned to a ship in the North Atlantic."

"Yeah. I need a shower," Kate said before disappearing behind the bathroom door.

When she appeared twenty minutes later, she was dressed in corduroy pants and a sweater with her wet hair pulled back into a clip. Emerging from her room, she found Tony sitting at the table eating breakfast and Gibbs leaning on the counter sipping coffee from a paper cup. A plate of food sat on the table across from Tony. One look from Gibbs and Kate immediately sat down and started pushing food around on her plate.

"Tony," Gibbs said suddenly, "finish up. I have an errand I need you to run before we leave."

Tony glanced over at Kate, pushed one last bite of breakfast into his mouth then excused himself to brush his teeth. Less than ten minutes later, Tony slipped out of the suite to go find a way to keep himself busy for half an hour.

As soon as the door was closed, Gibbs yanked a chair out from the table, flipped it around and sat down. "Start talking," he ordered.

Kate swallowed hard. "We just lost…"

"Don't you dare lie to me, Kate!"

Kate bit her lip. "I met my friend for a drink and then some of her friends showed up. The next thing I knew, we were at a club downtown. I really did lose track of time. I'm sorry."

Gibbs glared at her for a long moment. "Do you know how close I came to putting out a BOLO for you, Kate?" he asked, clearly still angry. "That was just stupid, irresponsible and immature. I'd expect that kind of thing from Tony, but not from you."

"I know," Kate answered, staring down at the table.

Gibbs stood up suddenly. "With me," he ordered and headed for her room.

Kate stood slowly and followed, her heart in her throat. When she got to her room, Gibbs was coming out of her bathroom with her hairbrush in his hand. Her heart stopped.

"You don't get to pull a stunt like that and not pay the price, Kate," Gibbs said, motioning with the brush toward the bed.

"I know," Kate answered quietly and turned toward the bed. But as she started to bend over, Gibbs stopped her.

"You know you won't feel this through those pants," he said. "And I think you knew that when you got dressed this morning. Drop them."

"Gibbs!" Kate whined.

"I could use my belt," he said warningly.

Kate considered that for a moment before slowly turning around and unbuttoning her pants. She pushed them down to just above her knees and bent over, putting her elbows on the bed.

Without a word, Gibbs placed one hand gently on her back and brought the other hand and the back of the brush down against her underwear-clad backside. The first smack was hard and left no doubt in Kate's mind that she had royally pissed her boss off. It was followed immediately by another one. The third one brought Kate to tears. She quietly cursed herself – she'd never cried so quickly from a spanking. But then again, this wasn't a normal spanking. This was harder than any she'd ever gotten, even from Gibbs. And it was more deserved – more than even Gibbs knew.

Gibbs knew he was hurting her, but she had scared him more than anyone else on his team ever had. Even Abby had never scared him this much, and she'd done some pretty dumb things. But as he continued spanking her, he wondered why she hadn't fought him more. He'd never told her to pull her pants down before, but she'd done it willingly. Something wasn't right. And then it hit him – she had lied to him. Immediately, he stopped the spanking and bent over the bed himself.

"You lied to me," he growled at her, just inches from her face.

Kate buried her face in her arms, still sobbing from the pain, but even more now from guilt.

"Do you know what happens when someone lies to me?" he continued. He saw Kate nod, her head still down. "Pull your pants up."

As Kate slowly obeyed, Gibbs took off his belt and folded it in half. "You have one more chance to tell me the truth."

"I can't," Kate sobbed.

There was definitely something wrong. Gibbs dropped the belt on the bed and put his hands on Kate's shoulders. "Kate, what happened last night? You have to tell me." Kate shook her head and continued sobbing. "I'm already punishing you. You have nothing left to lose. Just tell me what happened."

"When will Tony be back?" Kate asked, still crying.

Gibbs looked confused, but checked the clock anyway. "In about fifteen minutes, why?" He reached over, grabbed a tissue and handed it to Kate.

Kate wiped her eyes and nose. "I lied to him too."

Gibbs studied her for a moment then reached for his phone. "DiNozzo," he barked into the phone, "get back here." He hung up without waiting for Tony to answer.