AN: Just for shits and giggles :)


"Risky Business"

Shaw threw open the closet, her eyes scanning the pristine and neatly lined up row of white dress shirts hanging next to black suit jackets and pants.

"You thinking what I'm thinking Carter." She grinned as she looked at Joss standing next to her eating John's Goldfish.


"This Leon dude is a pain in the ass." Fusco complained following John into his apartment building, as they headed to the freight elevator.

"You have no idea." John muttered under his breath as he carried two grocery bags filled with Gatorade Raman, Hot Pockets and other junk food.

"Did you call Taylor and let him know what's going on?" John asked as they rode the elevator up to his floor.

"Yea I told him his Mom was on a stakeout and that she'd be back in the morning." Fusco replied "I can't believe we saved him after what he caused to happen to my partner… and yours."

"I know Fusco but in the long run things could have gone far worse" John added as they walked down the hallway towards his apartment.

"So I guess our partners being higher than the Empire State Building because Leon accidentally dosed them with some souped-up drugs, isn't bad enough for you!" Fusco exclaimed.

"It wasn't all that bad" John shrugged as he unlocked his front door "besides it should wear off in a few hours."

"Speaking of our partners, where are they?" Fusco questioned as he followed John inside the quiet loft.

Before either one of them could say anything John's stereo turned on full volume.

*'Bum Bum bum bum bum bumb…'

They both whipped their heads around as the watched Shaw slide across his wood floor wearing a white dress shirt and a pair of white socks.

'Bum Bum bum bum bum bumb…'

They're eyes widen as Joss slide across the floor wearing the same outfit, they both turned around as the song began to play, singing along at the top of their lungs.

*'Just take those old records off the shelf I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself Today's music ain't got the same soul I like that old time rock 'n' roll'

John glanced at Fusco to ensure he was witnessing the same thing, judging by the look of shock he was sporting, the spectacle in front of them was really happening.

*'Don't try to take me to a disco you'll never even get me out on the floor In ten minutes I'll be late for the door I like that old time rock 'n' roll Still like that old time rock 'n' roll that kind of music just soothes the soul I reminisce about the days of old…with that old time rock 'n' roll'

They both watched as Joss and Shaw bounced around his apartment like rock stars dressed in their underwear and his dress shirts.

He listened as Fusco laughed his ass off while Joss and Shaw jumped up and down on his bed doing their best air guitar, screaming the lyrics to Bob Seger's Old Time Rock n Roll.

John couldn't help but crack a faint smile, catching a glimpse of Joss's red panties as she jumped around on his bed dressed in his clothes, it almost made up for the risky business Leon had gotten them into earlier.


AN: *Old Time Rock n Roll-Bob Seger