A/N: I DO NOT own any part of the Law & Order franchise, or the rights to the song Evacuate the Dancefloor by Cascada. Jesus it's been almost a month since I worked on this. So sorry, been really busy.

Evacuate the Dancefloor

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, repeat, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, repeat..."

Jodi drowned out the noises of her instructor as she focused only on trying to block the pain from her mind. She was to show no pain on her face. No pain anywhere. She was a dancer. They experienced no pain.

"Jodi I want more from you. Push it."

Jodi gritted her teeth, throwing the pain out of her mind and concentrating only on the moves. Only on doing better than any of the others girls in this room. What would her reward be? Being able to look at her daughters in the audience as she danced onstage. That was her reward.

She had to get there.

She threw her entire body into every move. Overdoing things was much better than not doing enough.

"Jodi pull back a little you're trying too hard." her teacher said, suddenly behind her.

She turned around and jumped, being thrown back into reality. She sighed and nodded before out a hand and throwing herself back into the routine.

She was going to become a star.

"Can I ask you something man?"

John looked over as Fin suddenly spoke up.

They made their way down the hallway of an apartment complex, going to check out a victim's apartment.

"Yeah what's up?" John asked, glancing at the door numbers to make sure they hadn't missed it.

"With Jodi...how did you know?" he asked.

"Know what?" John replied, not completely paying attention.

"That she was the one."

He stopped, before looking over at his best friend, never having heard him say anything like this before. It was rare if ever he talked about his love life, and even when he did it was usually just sex.

"Well...I kind of just knew...I mean, it felt different than it ever did with any of my other wives. I mean, whether we're fighting or fucking I know that I love her more than anything."

Fin nodded, before sighing and turning to his friend.

"Think that might've been my problem with my marriage. I kept convincing myself that I loved her, but...I guess I didn't."

"You might've...sometimes love just isn't enough."

Fin nodded before lifting a fist and pounding on the door.

"NYPD open up!" he yelled.

There was a loud crash inside and a scream. Fin and John bother turned to each other before pulling out their guns simultaneously.

They both kicked down the door and rushed in, John's last thoughts being his kids before everything turned into cop mode.

"Can you honestly believe that?" Jodi giggled as she opened the front door of their home, stomping the snow from her feet.

John followed behind, dragging in the stroller as well as some of their luggage.

"Which part? Me getting basically molested or the fact that they actually checked the strollers?"

"Both really." Jodi shrugged, pulling off her scarf and pulling the stroller out of the could. Andrew exclaimed loudly, opening his eyes and looking around, the girls still asleep.

"You are always busy." Jodi smiled before bending up and grabbing their son.

After several grueling weeks of dance for her, work for John, and putting together their first Halloween, the family had taken a trip to catch up with a few of Jodi's friends in Cleveland for Thanksgiving. It was a nice vacation, and even nicer was returning to New York on the first of the December to be welcomed with snow.

In addition to the last few months had come more work from the kids. All three had grown tremendously, now at almost five months. Andrew was teething early, and the girls were more fussy and spoiled than anything.

It was nice to stop waking up in the middle of the night, and Jodi was done breastfeeding, leaving John free to spend as much time as he used to with that body he so loved.

"I mean honestly, we're the last couple I would suspect of terrorism." John said, grabbing the rest of the luggage before slamming the door behind them.

"Well, you know I am half Hispanic. It's to be expected with anyone not completely American." Jodi giggled before sighing and pulling off her coat.

"Feels good to be home?" John raised his eyebrow.

"Very. When do you have to go back to work?" she asked.

"Tomorrow. Why?"

"Oh, I wanted to start decorating the house."

"For what?"

"The holiday's. I was thinking we could just do both holidays this year."

"Well...Hanukkah starts today. Quite frankly I don't really feel like going shopping for decorations..." he trailed off.

"Don't worry, I already got some. I picked up a lot of things before we left."

John nodded.

"Well, do you mind if we unpack later? I need some sleep."

"Sure, go upstairs. Actually...I was thinking dinner at six? That gives you a five hour nap...and I've got something planned for tonight." she winked.

John turned at the bottom of the staircase, looking at her and she smiled before patting Andrew's bottom to see if he was wet.

He put his small hands on her chest, laying down his head on her shoulder. Jodi smiled and buried her head in his red hair.

The girls began to fidget and Jodi sighed before looking around. Over the past few months, she came home every day and fell into a dead sleep, only awaking to eat and check on the kids. John was there to take care of them, and she felt less and less like a mother. She hated having someone else take care of her kids while she was at school and John was at work. If she had known she was pregnant before hand she would have held off a year at Juilliard, but she was far to into it now.

The freshman ballet class was putting on their first production of the season, the classic Swan Lake. While it was a completely cliché and over-performed act, the instructor was more than confident that the new ballet students would play the show beautifully, followed by the to other two Tchaikovsky ballets in the beginning and end of January.

She wanted more time with her children. Luckily she had her winter break coming up in two days, although her days off were going to be spent practicing until the performance on the 22nd.

Jodi grabbed the stroller before rolling it into the living room, holding Andrew with one arm.

She looked up and smiled. Things were going well now, and they were about to get even better.

"So, what's this surprise you were talking about?" John asked as he looked across the dinner table at Jodi. She smiled, before taking a spoonful of chili and wiping her hands.

"Well it won't be much of a surprise if I tell you now." she grinned, tilting her head to the side.

John watched her carefully. After a long nap he had awoken to help Jodi feed the kids and eat his own meal. The tone in her voice suggested something along the lines of sex, which really would be a surprise these days.

It wasn't that they didn't have sex anymore...it was just, in the past two months they had really lost the time. Jodi was exhausted when she got home from school, John was exhausted when he got home from work. When she was studying he was sleeping. When she was sleeping he was working. It was as if they barely even saw each other anymore.

There were the weekends, when all Jodi had to do was go in to practice for a few hours, but when she returned home she opted to spend as much time as she could with the kids. It was the reason John was so shocked when they were able to take a short vacation. Even when she had breaks, she spent most of her time down at the school practicing.

It was as if their life had evolved into something completely unexplainable. He didn't really know who they were anymore. When he looked at Jodi he no longer recognized her as the young girl he had met more than a year ago, now she was a woman.

Yet their relationship still stayed strong. Perhaps it was the fact that they didn't see each other enough to fight or argue, but any time they did spend together he spent in her arms, making up for all the lost time.

"Fine, well just tell me what kind of surprise it is." John said, leaning forward.

Jodi gave him her trademark smile and winked.

"I think you can figure it out." she grinned. "I don't have to be down at the school until twelve tomorrow."

"So what does that mean?" John asked.

"That means I'll be staying up pretty late. Now eat your dinner." she said resolutely before dipping her spoon into her bowl.

John followed suit, grinning. It felt just like old times.

"Elizabeth, I'd like you to meet someone."

Elizabeth grabbed Trevor's hand as an African-American woman walked into the room, instantly commanding her attention.

"Elizabeth, this is Carolyn Maddox, she's going to be handling your case. Carolyn this is my girlfriend Elizabeth."

"You see to be quite the stud Trevor." Carolyn smiled before leaning forward and shaking Elizabeth's hand, grasping it tightly.

Elizabeth smiled nervously, before withdrawing her hand and looking up at Trevor.

"Don't worry, I don't bite." Carolyn chuckled before tossing her briefcase onto Trevor's desk and taking a seat.

"Can I get you anything?" he asked.

"Coffee. Not swill." she crossed her legs before clearing her throat and turning to Elizabeth.

"So Mrs. Stanford, you believe your husband was wrongfully imprisoned and you wish to get him out?" Carolyn asked, getting straight to the point.

Trevor shifted uncomfortably as he handed to coffee to Carolyn and Elizabeth blanched.

"Well...we're not really married anymore. I mean, I suppose we never legally filed for divorce but..."

"I understand, however a jury might not see things hat way." Carolyn took the cup before taking a quick sip and setting it down.

Elizabeth nodded, her face burning bright red.

"Hey, don't worry about it." Trevor whispered softly before putting his hands on her shoulders.

"I'm sorry I don't understand, why can't Trevor be my attorney?" Elizabeth asked.

"Because it presents a conflict of interest. An attorney dating his client? You wouldn't even make it three minutes in the courtroom."

"Carolyn here is the best defense attorney there is. There's no way we can possibly lose the case with her."

"Are you sure?" Elizabeth asked.

"Elizabeth, juries are more sympathetic these days. If I present the case that a man killed to protect his daughter, and already has served years in prison, they'll be begging to set him free. Especially when I add in the fact that he has three new grandchildren he hasn't been able to see yet."

She nodded, listening to the woman. She sounding like she really knew what she was talking about, and she knew Trevor wouldn't have gotten her if she wasn't good.

"Okay...so...what now?" Elizabeth asked.

"Now, we prepare for battle."

"So...what's this surprise you have me so eagerly waiting for?" John asked as Jodi led him up the stairs in a silk bathrobe, her beautiful body outlined.

"Well, remember a conversation we had a few months ago...about fantasies?" she asked, turning back to look at him.

He drew his attention from her full ass and looked into her green eyes.

"Yeah."

"Well, there was something we agreed on." she raised an eyebrow as she pulled him to the bedroom.

"And that was? You surprisingly agreed to a fair number of things."

Jodi smiled and opened the bedroom door pulling him inside to spot the brunette sprawled across the bed.

"Well...I do remember now." John raised his eyebrows, looking over at his wife. She smiled before dropping his hand and seductively sauntering over to the bed.

Now this was even better than old times.