The first time Jo and Alex ever dance together, they're just friends. It's new…their friendship. Alex isn't exactly sure what to call it, in the space of two weeks she went from the annoying intern he was happy to keep as nothing more than a work colleague to the person he spent most of his time with. In the last week, she's spent more nights on his couch than at home and they've grabbed dinner together every day. It's funny they seemed to have fallen into this pattern without any real thought, it was the day after Ben and Bailey's wedding they'd become inseparable, she'd sought him out at the end of shift insisting she needed pizza and beer and that he was paying thanks to the raging hangover she was sure was his fault.

He didn't hate it...having her around all time that is. Which surprised him, it had been a long time since Alex had genuinely enjoyed being in someone else's company for such a long period of time. Even now when Jos' has one too many beers and is singing along loudly (and out of tune) to Taylor Swift (not Alex's choice of course) he finds himself happy just to sit and watch her.

"Oh this is my favorite Alex, come dance with me," Jo calls from where she's spinning around in the kitchen. She's reaching out for him, her warm hand against his forearm pulling him towards her.

"I don't dance." Alex protests, remaining firmly in his seat. Shaking his head as she continues to pull at him. He tries to keep his smile at bay but he's secretly amused by the way she attempts to give him a puppy dog look.

"Don't or can't?"

"Both…whatever answer gets you away from me." He grumbles, trying to remove her grip on his arm but she's quick, tangling their fingers together and giving him another tug.

"Come on Alex…everyone can dance. Just one dance…pretty please."

He groans but drops his beer bottle down on the counter and follows Jo back to her makeshift dance floor.

"One dance…and you'll leave me alone?" He asks, cocking his head to the side as he sets one hand on her hip, the other still gripped in hers tightly. He doesn't know the song well but he finds himself slowly swaying to the beat.

"I won't bother you until at least tomorrow." Jo reasons, smiling softly, a triumphant glint in her eyes that makes Alex think he should stop letting her get her way.

Alex's breath hitches as Jo lays her head against his chest a moment later, he's sure she can feel the way his heart pounds in his chest. They stay that way for the rest of the song, just swaying back and forth and Alex is surprised to find himself actually enjoying holding Jo so close.

"See… dancing isn't that bad right?"

He pulls her closer, tighter until her chest was pressed flush against his. "No…no you're right, this is pretty good."

The second time they danced was a couple of years later. They've just finished furnishing the loft, and Jos' even surprised herself with how it had turned out. It really felt like a home…their home.

"I know you're gonna say a record player is pointless, but it looks cute and before you laugh they were on like every Pinterest board I saw so we have to have one." Jo reasons, hoping this wouldn't turn into another disagreement as the throw pillows had. Apparently, because it looks good isn't a good reason to spend money on Alex's book.

Secretly she loves every argument/discussion they have. There's just something about them discussing their home, her first proper home that fills her with such joy.

Setting up the record player was easy. Jo had found it a nice home against the window of what she'd marked out to be the living room. She'd even picked up a few old records from the store, Elvis, The Beatles, even Ella Fitzgerald.

She set the record on the turntable and brought down the needle, then closed the lid. There was the crackle of static as the vinyl began to spin.

She reached for his hand during the first verse. "Dance with me?" Jo suggested her voice barely above a whisper. "I know you hate dancing but indulge me this one time." She insists as he reluctantly places his hands in hers, allowing her to pull him in, their chests brushing up against each other as his hand finds her hip and he holds her against him warm and steady.

They sway like that for the duration of the song and Jo takes the time to scan their newfound home. It's everything she'd hoped it would be and more. She feels Alex's hand fidgeting over her spine as the song comes to an end as if he's contemplating ending their dance before she feels his fingertips drift lower, coming to rest on the small of her back.

"You're happy right? I know you kinda hated this place at first but…"

"I'm more than happy…" He whispers, leaning back as he brings one hand up to rest against her cheek, brushing the loose hair from her bun behind her ear gently. Jo relaxes against him, letting her worries go at his reassuring words. "I'm home."

The third time they dance together, Alex surprised them both by being the one to ask Jo to dance. They're at their makeshift engagement party that the kids on the peds ward had insisted on having when Alex informed them all they couldn't attend the wedding. It felt kinda surreal, to see various hospital staff all filter in as a handful of his patients gather in the family room. All these people gathered to celebrate him and Jo. He's not sure how he'd ever got so lucky.

"For everyone who doesn't know Dr. Alex and Dr. Jo are getting married this weekend…" Kimmy announces, tapping the microphone on the makeshift stage as everyone turns towards her. "And all of us here just wanted to wish you both a huge congratulations." Alex feels a surge of emotion, as Jo wraps an arm around his waist resting her head against his shoulder. Her eyes were a little watery, maybe she was feeling just as overwhelmed as he was.

"So I thought I'd sing a little something for you both." Kimmy grins, and Alex gives her a small nod, rolling his eyes as the familiar tune from Beauty and The Beast begins. Now it makes sense why she'd been practicing it all week.

"Think we should dance?" He asks, turning towards Jo.

"You wanna dance? You never wanna dance with me."

Alex furrows his eyebrows at her statement, wrapping an arm around her waist, swaying them gently, "I never wanna dance full stop but with you…with you it's definitely bearable."

Jo rolls her eyes "Charming."

Alex just chuckles as he takes a step back, keeping his hand firmly in hers. When their arms are outstretched, he tugs on her hand until she gets the memo and twirls back toward him. Alex catches her by the waist, grinning down at her as she laughs warmly.

Cheers erupt around them but Alex can't bring himself to tear his gaze from Jo. She's gonna be his wife and he for one can't wait.

"I aim to please" He mutters before pulling her in closer, pressing his lips to hers as a few groans from the younger patients sound.

The fourth time they dance is a given. Their first dance as husband and wife, sure it's not the reception they planned but Avery's penthouse with everyone they care about most in the world feels as close to perfect as you can get.

"Come dance with your wife." Jo cries as she makes her way through the crowd, reaching out for Alex who's taken a seat at the kitchen island. He'd been enjoying a moment to just watch everyone around him. Days like this full of love and happiness were kinda rare to find.

"Jo, you know I hate dancing." He whines but he's already on his feet, allowing her to guide him back through the crowd. He's not gonna deny her today, not like he ever denied her before either.

She just smiles, and god it makes his heartache knowing that's the smile he's gonna wake up to every day for the rest of his life. "I know you say you hate dancing but I think you secretly like it."

He turned his hand over in hers, wrapping his fingers around her palm before pulling her to him by the waist. Jo's free arm sliding up to his shoulder as they spun slowly.

"Thank you…"

"For what?"

"Dancing with me even though you hate it."

He holds their joint hands in the air, letting Jo turn herself away from him. She's only out of his grip for a split second before she twirls back into him. He catches her, tips her backward until her hair is dangling down over his knee.

"I'll always dance with you," Alex whispers, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips before helping her stand straight again. He can hear the buzz of the party around them, see the bright light of flash go off somewhere as Jo wraps her hands around his neck, hiding her face against him.

"Should've put that in our vows."

He's not sure how long they stay like that, arms wrapped around each other swaying to whatever song is playing whether a slow dance suits it or not. They might be in a room full of their closest friends and chosen family but neither one can focus on anyone else.

"It's funny…" Jo mumbles after a while, lifting her head so she can meet Alex's gaze.

"What's that?" Alex asks, his thumb tracing a soft pattern against the small of her back as her left hand sorts out his.

"In those lifetime movies, I used to watch. You wait the whole movie for the couple to kiss in the last five seconds and then you just assume that they end up together…in reality, it's probably never a happy ever after."

Alex frowns, he's not quite sure what Jo was getting at but if she was doubting what happens next she shouldn't. If they could make it through today and still end up married and all in one piece then they could make it through every day that came next.

"We don't have to worry about that." He smiles, the hand still clutching hers lifting a little higher so she can see the light catch against her wedding set as he runs his thumb across them.

"No, we don't."

The last time they dance together is a couple of days before Alex leaves. He seems to have thrown himself into work the last few weeks. He's so busy he's almost never home. They're like ships passing in the night and Jo's not ashamed to admit she misses her husband.

"Come on…" She mutters, turning the radio up slightly so the music can be heard over in the kitchen, holding her hand out to Alex who's been staring at various charts since he'd arrived home in the early hours of the morning.

"Not now Jo…I'm exhausted okay?" He sighs brushing her hand away as he turns back to the pages before him.

Jo shakes her head refusing to take no for an answer as she carefully takes the documents from his hand. Setting them down on the table. She cups his cheek, turning his face towards her. "One dance. Come on."

She watches the internal argument he's having with himself, his eyes refusing to meet hers.

"Alex you promised…you'd always dance with me...for better or worse...till death do us part?"

He tenses at her words closing his eyes, but before Jo can even question it he's up, slipping his hand into hers, leading them towards the empty space between the kitchen and the unused dining table with a frown.

"I know Mr. Grumpy…you hate dancing, you've told me before."

"That's Dr. Grumpy to you."

Jo drops his hand only to lift her arms around his neck and Alex sets his hands loosely on her waist.

"I love you." He breathes after a moment. He leans his head over her shoulder and drops a kiss to the side of her head, wrapping his arms tighter around her waist.

Jo smiles softly at his words as Alex presses her hand into his chest, over his heartbeat. They're gonna be okay, she's sure of it. They hold onto one another, dancing slowly as the song continues.

"I love you too, Dr. Grumpy."

They keep swaying even as the song ends and another begins, Jo can't remember what song had played next, but she knows they'd danced to it anyway.

Jo didn't dance much after Alex left. Didn't do much of anything that reminded her of him. She'd got rid of nearly every trace of him. She'd gone into survival mode and removed every last reminder of him from her life. That is except for the few things she just couldn't bear to lose.

His shirt…the first one she'd ever borrowed. Back when they were just friends and she was crashing on his couch after one too many beers. The same shirt that's now hanging loosely off her shoulder as she tries to tidy up after her rambunctious toddler, who's currently making a mess pulling every record out from its cover and onto the floor.

Their wedding album hurt too much to keep. She couldn't skim the pages without feeling sick. But she keeps one photo…she can't not. There's one photo taken at their wedding reception, Jo wasn't even aware of it being taken at the time. She's mid-spin, her hair fanning out around her, hand clutching Alex's tightly above her head. She looks so happy and carefree in that photo but that's not the reason she kept it, no she kept it because of the way Alex's looking at her in it. Like she was the only one in the room. He looks at her so intently that just the photo sets a fire deep inside her. No matter how painful the ending was, she knew how truly loved she was by him.

"Mommy…princess dress?" Luna asks, pulling the worn photo from its hiding space in an old record sleeve. Of course, she's found it, she's into every draw and cupboard she can reach these days. Her eyes shine as she shakes the photo in Jo's direction.

"Yeah, mommy had a princess dress," Jo agrees, lifting Luna up from the floor and settling them both on the couch. She's too young to know that it's a wedding, too little to ask who the man holding her mother is. She was just excited that her mom looked like one of her favorite Disney characters. Jo stares down at the photo, it's not lost on her that she's sitting in the same spot the dance took place.

"Hey, Lulu?" Jo hums, pressing a kiss to the little girl's hair as she wriggles in her lap. "Shall we have a dance party?"

Jo hasn't had much time to dance these last few years, hadn't had much desire too but as she stares down at her daughter she suddenly feels the urge to dance again.

Luna nods, as Jo lifts her up off her lap before turning towards the old record player in the corner. She wipes her hand across the dust that's settled on it before opening it up, taking a second for the slow melody to filter out. When she turns back Luna is already twirling around, her tutu flowing out around her.

Jo laughs as she lifts her baby girl up onto her hip, spinning them both. She throws her head back laughing as Luna squeals in delight, ordering Jo to keep spinning until they're both dizzy and their giggles drown out the music.