A/N: I DO NOT own any part of the Law & Order franchise, or the rights to the song Sweet Transvestite from The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I also do not own the rights to the (absolutely amazing) show Glee.

Sweet Transvestite

Jodi sat on the couch, looking as John entered the room. She seemed to be spending more and more of her time on it lately.

"Well hello there. Where's your friend?" John asked.

Jodi rolled her eyes. Although John knew that Jodi would never cheat on him (omit the Elliot incident), she did not know why he was getting so worked up over Alexander.

Jodi had figured something out. She and Alexander were to audition together, him as Sigfried, and Jodi as Odette and Odile. They were a perfect team for the part, and Jodi hoped to God that they made it together. Alexander was an amazing dancer, and she would have been more than glad to dance with him.

"Well, Alexander is probably at his house with his girlfriend." Jodi snapped back, looking back to the television as an episode of Glee played.

"Uh-huh." John murmured before stepping in front of her and sitting down on the couch beside her.

Jodi looked at him and rolled her eyes, putting her feet up on the table and watching as Quinn Fabrey walked down the hall in her cheerleading uniform, only to be attacked violently by Santana.

"I don't understand how these are supposed to by typical American teenagers? Half the actors on here are almost in their 30's, and when I was in high school girls were loose, but they weren't having threesomes and having sex with everyone in school including the gay guys."

"Sad part is, most of this stuff actually happens." Jodi commented before sighing, stretching one of her legs out in front of her.

"You okay?" John asked as she winced.

"Oh, now you care? I've taken a few painkillers but they still hurt like hell." Jodi replied, putting a foot on the end table in front of her.

John got on the ground, grabbing Jodi's leg, and propping her foot up on his thigh. Putting a hand on her swollen ankle tenderly, rubbing the skin. Jodi bit her lip, focusing only on the fact that he was touching her. That seemed like it hadn't happened in quite some time.

"Does that feel better?" John asked.

Jodi gave him a small smile.

"No." she replied honestly, but it did feel good to have his warm fingers against her inflamed skin. It seemed like John hadn't put his hands on her in almost an eternity now. Then again, it was rare that they actually saw each other. She spent her entire days practicing at the ballet studio, John spent his entire nights down at the precinct.

John sat up, putting his hands on Jodi's thighs and looking up into her stressed albeit beautiful face.

"You started making plans for Christmas yet?" John asked. They had just finished the Hanukkah celebration, and Christmas was rapidly approaching.

"Oh God I don't even want to think about that." Jodi replied, tilting her head back.

John grabbed one of her hands, kissing it softly before running his hands up her skin. Jodi closed her eyes and smiled.

"What?" John asked beneath her.

She opened her eyes and looked down at him.

"Nothing, it just feels like old times." she smiled.

"It's only been a year." John chuckled, rubbing his hands against her thighs.

Jodi looked down at him and smirked coyly, shifting and spreading her legs apart.

John raised his eyebrows.

"Is that supposed to mean something?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her legs.

"You can figure it out." Jodi bit her lip, blushing profusely.

John chuckled.

"The kids?" he asked.

"Asleep. We've got time."

John nodded, before leaning forward and grabbing the waistband of her yoga pants and pulling them down slowly. Jodi lifted her legs as he grabbed the waistband of her panties, pulling them down as well.

Jodi opened her legs, and John wrapped his hands around her thighs before hovering near her increasingly-aroused apex.

John placed a hand on her warm sex, rubbing the sensitive skin gently. Jodi closed her eyes and moaned, his signers inducing wild pleasure throughout her entire lower body.

He rubbed her, and Jodi's toes curled. It seemed like it had been so long since he had last touched her. Hell, it had been a long time since he had last touched her.

Jodi put her hands on her knees, looking down at her husband. He met her eyes, before taking his index finger and gently placing it on her engorged clit.

She gasped, tilting back her lithe neck. John responded by rubbing her clit in a circular motion, feeling her pulse and throb beneath him. Jodi moved her legs, resting her sore feet on John's back.

He stuck out his tongue, before flicking it at her swollen nub gently. Jodi responded with an arousing keen, her chest rising and falling quickly as her breathing began to quicken.

Jodi looked down at John and their eyes met before John grinned, diving into her with his tongue and causing Jodi to moan loudly and arch her back. The only thing she could really do was enjoy the moment while it lasted.

"Jodi, will you please relax?" Alexander exclaimed, putting his hands on her shoulders.

Jodi scoffed and turned around, pulling herself form his touch and peeking through the cracked door as one of the other girls auditioned for the part.

She watched Carla, an fellow peer who had come to Julliard all the way from Montreal.

Jodi had watched her during practice, and was in fact astounded by the Canadian girl's skills at dance, but Jodi knew that there was a chance that she was better.

She and Alexander had spent hours upon hours in the studio, practicing and perfecting sequences in the ballet, an Jodi knew there was a chance of the two making it.

Jodi turned around, looking at Alexander as her heart pounded and her stomach twisted with nerves. She felt as though she was going to vomit all over the place.

"I'm going to throw up." she said quickly before turning around and sprinting down the hall and into the closest bathroom.

Jodi threw open the door of the stall, and lunged herself at the toilet before grabbing the bowl and heaving violently.

She heard the door open behind her, and Alexander opened the door to the stall, watching her.

Jodi wiped her mouth, flushing the toilet before standing up, clutching her stomach. Alexander handed her a pack of gum, and she grabbed a piece, silently thanking him before going to the sink and rinsing out her mouth quickly.

She douse her face with cold water before standing up and sighing.

"Come one." Alexander said.

Jodi nodded, turning around and walking behind him as they exited the bathroom.

"Jodi?"

As they stepped into the hallway, Jodi turned around to find John approaching, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"John." she said weakly, her voice wavering. She turned around, approaching John only to stop when she caught sight of his face. Apparent anger, which caused Jodi to immediately feel even more nervous.

"Why were you two in the bathroom together?" he asked, making no attempt to lower his voice.

"John, please don't do this." Jodi said, lowering her voice and putting a hand on him but he yanked himself form her grip.

"What the fuck Jodi?" he exclaimed, throwing his hands up. Alexander stepped in, trying to intervene.

"Look, it's not what it looks like. Jodi was getting sick and-" John cut him off.

"Does it look like I'm here to listen to your bullshit?" John snapped.

"JOHN!" Jodi screamed, her voice cracking as her throat burned from getting sick. John looked at her, and both of them stared at one another.

"Whatever." John replied, shoving the flowers into her hands before turning around and leaving.

"John, wait." Jodi called after him, but he continued to walk down the hall, leaving the two behind.

Her eyes began to water, and she quickly tried to calm herself so she wouldn't go in looking upset. Alexander put and arm around her, and instead of pushing him away like she normally would, Jodi fell into his arms, burying her face in his chest.

"Hey, just try and focus on the audition alright?" Alexander whispered, rubbing her back gently.

Jodi nodded, before pulling back and wiping her face. She took a deep breath before looking at Alexander and nodding.

"Okay, let's go."

John listened as the front door slammed, and sat up as he lay in bed.

After his blowout with Jodi, he had returned home and elected to stay in bed to mull over his thoughts.

Was she cheating on him? What the hell was he supposed to think when he walked in to find his wife leaving the bathroom with some other guy? Some other guy that she talked about constantly and spent almost every waking hour of her time with now?

It would only make sense. They hadn't seen each other in awhile, and every time they were together it usually ended in one of them storming out in anger. Besides, she had been so close with that Alexander son of a bitch.

He would be lying if he said he trusted her. Truth was, John did not trust her. Not after the Elliot incident, which had been almost a year ago but he didn't care. That had shattered his trust in Jodi completely.

He had months to cope with it. Months to think about what she had done to him. John had tried to trick himself into thinking he didn't care, but the truth was...he cared. He really cared.

Suddenly, the bedroom door was thrown open, and Jodi stood in front of him, hands on her hips.

John said nothing, and Jodi walked up to him, doing something John had never dreamed of before.

Jodi raised her hand before smacking him across the face harshly, much harder than even Gwen had done.

"What the fuck?" John cried, standing up and looking into her face as his hands shook with anger.

"How fucking dare you even try and accuse me of cheating you fucking asshole!" Jodi exclaimed, her face bright red.

John did everything he could not to put his hands on her. Not to throw her back, and slam his fist across her beautiful face.

"I saw you walking out the fucking bathroom with him, what else am I supposed to think when you went behind my back and fucked Elliot?"

The room was silent, before John was met with an explosion.

"YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU EVEN TRY AND BRING THAT INTO THIS. THAT WAS ONCE, AND I APOLOGIZED TO YOU FOR IT AND MARRIED YOU. HOW ARE YOU EVEN GOING TO TRY-"

"DON'T FUCKING YELL AT ME! HOW ABOUT YOU ACT LIKE MY WIFE INSTEAD OF WALTZING AROUND LIKE A SLUT?"

It was the angriest John had ever been with her, and Jodi opened her mouth, before letting out an indecipherable noise.

"Did you just call me a slut?" Jodi said quietly.

John stood there, silently wishing he had taken the words back as he looked at the hurt on Jodi's face.

"I-" he began, but she cut him off.

"Get the fuck out." she said.

"Jodi, I didn't me-"

"GET THE FUCK OUT!"

He stood up, quickly leaving the room and letting the guilt quickly replace his anger. The woman he had loved, he just attacked with no mercy. It was everything.

He was frustrated and angry from work. He was afraid with each day he grew older that Jodi would come to her senses and leave him. John was just...he couldn't even really explain what he was.

But as of now, he was sorry.

He walked down the stairs, making his way into the nursery to see the girls.

The twins were sleeping peacefully, not even awoken from the raised voices in the bedroom right above. John looked down at his daughters, amazed that he could have made something so beautiful.

He slowly left the room, pulling on his coat and digging around in his pocket for his car keys. It would probably be better to just spend the night with Fin. He hadn't even found out whether or not Jodi had gotten the role, or if she had done well on her audition.

John opened the front door and closed it behind him before sighing. He had gone through four marriages already. He couldn't go through another.