Sorry, I have not updated in sooooo long. I've been caught up with school. The trimester I've gotten stuck with is an all work and no play one (some how I got all the second parts of my main courses and no electives). Not only that, but I'm managing a site too and that is on a constant basis.But this Spring Break I manage to catch up on my writing and I think I am ahead of schedule than I thought where I would be in my writing. This story is almost done so please be patient and I am so sorry for taking so long to update.

Novak walked into the station house. It was late in the afternoon as she lugged up her things to the squad room. She nodded to the desk sergeant who raised his mug full of eggnog somewhat shakily and nodded to her in a dazed way. She shook her head to prevent herself from laughing aloud.

As she got off the elevator and onto the floor of the SVU squad room, she heard voices. One was agitated, one sounded annoyed, and the other sounded pleading.

"It's not fair!"

"Oh shut up already."

"But she has the whole crib to herself!"

"So?"

"Guys, please, be quiet before the Captain hears us."

Novak walked into the squad room and saw Stabler, Munch, and Fin somewhat dressed in their tuxes. They had the shirts and pants on, but their jackets hung on the back of their chairs and their bowties were not on.

"Hello boys. What's going on?"

"Nothing," they said quickly.

Novak sat down her dress and folded her arms.

"Do I want to know?"

The threesome looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Fine. Where's Olivia?"

"Upstairs," said Munch, "You and Olivia have the crib to yourselves to get ready."

"So, you guys are arguing that we should share the crib because the crib has locker rooms unlike here?" said Novak smirking.

Fin nodded his head and Munch stepped on his foot.

"Hey! Not on my new shoes, old man!" shouted Fin and tried to step on Munch's foot, but Munch kept dodging.

"Great, now they're playing footsie," muttered Stabler and he sighed, "Anyway, if you're wondering how this argument started, Cragen told us right after we had a nice lunch and he said you and Liv were going to get the crib so you guys could have privacy while getting ready."

"Figures, since the crib doesn't have individual dressing rooms," said Novak.

"Well, anyway," said Stabler continuing, "Fin objected. He said he needed that wall mirror so he could make sure he didn't screw up his looks I guess."

"What's the problem with him asking your opinion?"

"Let's just say his premonition about me and John lying about his looks is correct."

"Huh?"

"He hasn't told us who is date is. We'll find out tonight. Apparently, she called the other day and John nearly made it to the phone, but Fin hung up before he could get there in time to press the speaker phone button."

Novak looked at him.

"You guys are too evil. That's just cruel. "

"We're just curious! Ask Olivia!" protested Stabler.

Novak sighed, gathered her things, and went upstairs.

"Damn!" said Benson exasperated.

Novak turned from the mirror who was applying make-up.

"What's wrong?" asked Novak as she began to do her hair.

"I can't reach the zipper in the back," replied Benson.

"Hold on a minute," she said and got behind her and zipped it up.

"Thanks," said Benson.

"Well thanks for saving me some hot water. I feel like a new person after that shower."

Novak began to apply lipstick.

"Hey Casey, by any chance, are you a good dancer?"

Novak smacked her lips. "Well, I'm okay, I guess."

Benson smirked and Novak became confused.

"What?"

"Casey, you're lucky you have John then. He's an excellent dancer."

"Since when was John a dancer?"

"Since his high school days, I guess. I honestly don't know."

"So, he's a great dancer then?"

"The one that sweeps you off your feet and I mean that literally."

They laughed at the comment.

"Women," muttered Fin.

"You know you want to tell us," said Munch.

Fin crossed his arms and stared at the wall very intently.

"Come on," said Stabler.

Fin stuck his jaw a little toward the left.

"Pleeeeeeaaaaasssssseee?" asked both Stabler and Munch.

"FOR THE LAST TIME, YOU WILL FIND OUT AT THE DANCE! NOW SHUT YOUR MOUTHS OR I'LL SHUT THEM FOR YAH!"

Stabler and Munch rolled over laughing.

"Are you guys done messing with Fin?" asked Cragen annoyed.

"Yes sir," said Stabler, trying to keep a straight face.

"Oh yes, we're done," said Munch, putting on his poker face.

"Like in hell, you ain't," muttered Fin.

"It's bad enough when I have all of my squad acting like children, but when you guys get together, you act The Three Stooges," said Cragen.

"Can I be Curly?" asked Stabler, grinning.

"You need to shave your head, El. I want to be Moe," said Fin.

"No, I want to be Moe!" shouted Munch.

"You can be Larry. You don't have the mental abilities to be Moe," said Stabler.

"I do too!"

"Do not, old man," said Fin.

"Who doesn't have the mental abilities to be Moe?" asked Novak from the top of the stair case.

Benson and Novak were now walking down the stair case and had everyone's attention in the squad room.

"Oh my…" Stabler began.

"So that's why they took so long," said Fin.

"God," said Munch finishing Stabler's sentence.

Benson was wearing a midnight blue dress. Her hair was in a bun, and was wearing blue sapphire earrings. The necklace she had on matched the earrings. She had on a pair of long white gloves.

Novak had her hair in a bun as well, but she was wearing a dark green dress. She had a diamond necklace with matching earrings. She too was wearing long white gloves. Munch got elbowed by his partner because his mouth was hanging open.

Stabler, who was now fully dress like his partners, grabbed Benson's hand and began to escort to the elevator. Munch followed suit only he choked a bit. Novak grabbed his hand and they both walked to the elevators. Cragen was about to leave when he saw Fin lagging behind.

"Hey Fin! What the hell are you doing?"

"Nothing," said Fin as slyly slipped something into his inside jacket.

Outside, a limo was waiting for them.

"Sweet!" said Benson and Novak and they climbed in.

Cragen followed them, but Fin grabbed Stabler and Munch before they climbed inside.

"You guys do remember what we are doing tonight?"he asked.

They both nodded.

"Good. Now remember it has to happen during the waltzing part of the ball."

City Hall

They arrived thirty minutes later at city hall. There was a banner outside stating that the ball was happening there that night. The limo pulled up to the curb and everyone got out.

"Nice. Fancy spot lights, music, and a red carpet…what are we? Celebrities?" asked Munch.

"For one night," said Stabler.

"Well it feels good."

Everyone looked at Munch.

"You're not going to say anything sarcastic?" asked Novak.

"No, not really. I want to see who is Fin's date."

"I can't wait till this night is over, man," muttered Fin.

"Well, we are curious," said Benson, "You brought this on yourself since you wouldn't tell us."

"And the lady has a point," said Cragen, "Let's go inside before we freeze to death."

They walked up the stairs and inside into a hallway. They hung up their coats and made their way to the ball room.

"God, I feel like I'm in high school again," mutter Novak when she entered.

"Disco ball? They said Waltzing!" said Munch.

"Now I can do Disco, but not in this dress," said Benson.

Stabler looked around. The room had red draperies with gold trimming. Up ahead of them, was the music director.

"Orchestra! Man, now this is definitely not going to work out, Fin. You gotta back up plan?"

"What plan?" asked Cragen.

"Uhhh…"

"Where the hell is Fin?" said Munch as he now realized his partner was missing.

"Are you by any chance looking for Detective Odafin Tutuola?" asked someone behind them.

The squad and ADA turned around and their mouths dropped to the floor when they saw who it was.

You know you love me and that's why I had to torment you just a little longer about Fin's date. Next chapter might be up tonight, if I get it done in time. In the mean time, R&R please.