A/N: I DO NOT own any part of the Law & Order franchise. So I just reread the first story...and I LOVED IT!!! Hahaha I never like my handiwork. Ah, my first sequel. I'm so giddy now!! Expect more! Bigger and better than ever!!

Routine

Jodi moaned as John's lips travled the length of her leg. She clenched his shoulder as she swayed on her remaining one to keep from falling. After a tiring day at work he wanted nothing more than to just come home and sleep with his queen.

Jodi herself was in need of him. It soon dawned on her that planning the wedding of her dreams wasn't as simple or fun as society made it look. In fact, after one day of just picking out the overall theme (Parisian winter), she was frustrated and ready to throw something. Betsy had promised her that they would be able to do the wedding in a little over two months, and that it would be perfect. In that meant working hard everyday to assure her fairytale dream came true. No woman should be disappointed on her wedding day.

His thumb gently massaged the tattoo on her thigh, and she dug her nails deeper into his shoulder.

He suddenly grabbed her body and pulled her down onto the bed. He quickly his shirt off her, which had been hanging open and threw it on the ground leaving her naked. Her warm body felt electric under his, and every spot where his fingers made contact made her feel as if her body were on fire.

As she laid on her back he slowly began kissing every single inch of her skin. Her body felt so alive. It felt like every single one of her senses was awake and burning underneath his touch.

His lips and fingers made their way up and down his body before he returned to her full lips. He kissed them as softly as possible, savoring the ever-constant taste of her Cherry ChapStick.

She continued to kiss him for what seemed to be an eternity before he broke away and slid a hand between her thighs.

It had been so long since they had sex and she was so ready for that moment, but at the same time she loved all the time he had been spending on her body and wasn't sure which to ask for.

Just as she was debating internally and slid himself into her and began to move slowly before gently nibbling at her neck. She moaned as softly as possible as he continued to kiss each part of her he could reach tenderly.

She put a hand on his face before pressing her lips to his. There was something different there. Neither of them could place it. It might have been that fact that they were actually making love for once instead of having sex, but neither could tell. All both knew was that they wanted to make it as loving for the other as possible. Hot sex could be saved up for the honeymoon.

Minutes went by in a haze of labored breathing as he continued to move inside of her at a steady pace. She buried her face in his shoulder as her body neared its climax. John felt her inner walls throb in waves like they did when she was about to come and wrapped his arm around the slick skin of her back as she clung to his body. She got louder before suddenly tensing all around him. Her nails dug into his skin sharply before she opened her eyes again. Just as her greens met his browns he twitched inside of her and his body tensed,

She fell back into the damp sheets before he himself fell next to her. She looked up at him, before snuggling against his equally sweaty body and looking up into his chocolate brown eyes.

"I can't believe we're getting married." John said just as she was about to fall asleep.

She looked up at him and smiled before toying with the ring on her finger. Married. The word had been replaying in her mind for weeks. She really was about to be married. To her knight in shining armor as well.

"I know. I never thought I'd even be in a committed relationship before 40." she traced his chest.

In reply her squeezed her body before settling off to sleep.

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"I'll be home in a few hours I promise." John guaranteed Jodi as he got ready to leave. Already the house was hectic, with the movers running around bringing stuff in from John's place and Betsy coming in about a half hour. On top of that Jodi was talking about re-decorating since it was now the both of them so everything was just chaos.

"Okay. I'll see you later." Jodi kissed him quickly before he stepped out of the front door and moved out of the way of a few men carrying boxes.

As he walked across the street to his car, he was almost surprised that he hadn't given a second thought to leaving her alone with a house full of strong young men. He trusted her, despite what had happened in the past.

As soon as the front door had closed behind him Jodi's facade went with him, replaced by a very irritated and crabby one.

"Would you please stop fucking dragging that?!" she snapped at one of the movers, who was dragging the other end of John's couch. There was already one scratch on her hardwood floors and Caleb payed too much upkeep on the house for them to fuck it up.

"Sorry miss." he replied before setting it down. John's battered furniture didn't match at all with her color-coded which set her off to do some remodeling. There was no way she wanted to get rid of his stuff and it would be just fine to sell her currant furniture and get new ones that had te same color scheme as his. Painting and new carpet would be the issue at hand, a job she absolutely couldn't do herself and with John's job she never knew when he would be there to help.

Nearly twenty minutes early Betsy stepped in through the open door.

"Um, your aware we have an appointment today right?" she looked around.

"Yeah. We're just getting John's stuff moved in. Let's go to the study."

Betsy nodded before following her into the living room and to another hall behind it before Jodi lead her to another room.

She slammed the door behind them then rested her head against it. This was going to be a long three months.

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"Hey man, can I ask you something?" John turned to his partner as they drove down the street towards the scene of their latest rape victim.

"Yeah." Fin looked over at him.

"Last night Jodi and I were talking and we set the date for the wedding and everything and I was wondering..."

"Get to the question Dumbo."

John ruled his eyes before getting on with his question. "Will you be my best man?"

Fin looked at him, slightly surprised by his question. John wanted him to be his best man?

"Woah....alright man." he replied.

"Thanks."John nodded at him before pulling out his phone and texting Jodi. One thing out of the way of a list of hundreds.

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"Anthony, I hope you realize what a position you've put me in right now. I've had so many problems from your family. Your mother caused us to lose 15 members, and if your sister reopens this case and testifies to get your father out of prison...well things won't be doing so well."

Anthony swallowed nervously.

"I'm not a bad guy Anthony, so here's what I'll do. I'm giving you a week to get to New York and convince her not to do this. If you do, everything goes back to normal. If not...well you can figure it out. It would just be such a shame to kill a girl that beautiful."

Anthony looked at the ground as he was escorted from the room. He knew Jodi wouldn't even want to be in the same city as him, let alone talk to him. How was he going to explain to her that it hadn't been his fault what happened all those years ago?

She was the only one left. He couldn't let them get to her.


"How does this one look?" Jodi asked as she emerged from the dressing room for the fifth time. After Betsy had managed to book her several emergency dress fitting around the city the two did just that. After debating whether or not to call her "friends" and ask them to come with her, she elected to ask Betsy to come along, who had an equally matched eye in good fashion.

"Oh....fuck yes. That is absolutely beautiful." she gasped before standing up and walking over to her. Back in high school before Betsy graduated they were inseparable, which was mainly the reason Jodi called her, other than the fact that she was a nationally recognized wedding planner.

Jodi looked at herself in the mirror. The dress itself was in fact a thing of beauty, and on Jodi herself it was indescribably gorgeous.

At fourteen-thousand, the ivory dress consisted of a corset-styled bodice which led to an extremely-full ribbed skirt, stuffed with bunched yards of mesh netting, lace, and silk.

"Ohmigod it is. Do you think John will like it?" she tilted her head to the side.

"Please honey, if he really loves you, he won't even see past your face when you walk down that aisle. All he'll be thinking about is you."

Jodi smiled. The dress made her feel like nothing short of a princess. It fit perfectly too.

"I love it." she beamed.


"Done!" Jodi exclaimed happily as she sealed the last envelope. She had spent almost two days on the invitations and finally she was done. John sat next to her sipping a beer and reading the paper.

She debated whether or not to run to the post-office since it was ten at night, but elected to just stay there, seeing as how she had barely enough energy to move. Her stomach growled loudly but she ignored it.

"When was the last time you ate?" John looked over at her.

"This morning. Since I picked out my dress today, I have to keep the same weight for the next three months." she explained before walking to the fridge and grabbing an apple to chase off her hunger and walked back over to the island bar where he was sitting.

"....I won't delve any deeper into that statement." John looked at her over his glasses before taking another sip from his bottle.

Jodi looked at him and smiled. He wore a purple turtleneck zip-up sweater. His white hair stuck up in different directions but it was cute.

She sat down before taking the paper from his hands and gently kissing him. She broke apart before walking to the doorway and looking at him seductively.

"You coming or not?" she raised an eyebrow. He sat in short-lived confusion before jumping up and following her upstairs to the bedroom.


As soon as Jodi opened her eyes she was greeted with the fumes of wet paint. She looked over at the clock. It was ten and the painters were supposed to come at nine, which meant John must have let them in before he went to work.

She quickly got dressed before running to brush her teeth. Disturbed by all the sound and new smells, Sadie ran up the stairs before brushing up against her legs like a cat. Jodi looked down before the adorable four-legged creature stood on her hind legs, urging Jodi to pick her up. She did so before giving her a little nuzzle on the head and walking downstairs.

"Morning." she smiled at one of the men at the bottom of the stairs. Being the only one not covered in paint, Jodi assumed he must have been in charge. Sadie buried her head in Jodi's chest as she shrunk away from the new stranger. She didn't really like new people.

"Hi. You Ms. Stanford?" he asked.

She nodded before extending a hand. "And I assume you're Curt Gabriel?"

He nodded.

"We're coming along well down here, just wanted to let you know." he said before quickly letting his eyes venture down her body, which itself was a work of heaven. He hadn't been told that many details of the job but he knew she was supposed to be repainting because her fiance was moving in, and he couldn't help but wonder if her fiancee was that old guy that had let them in.

"Well, I won't keep you from your work." she smiled before walking to the kitchen for breakfast.

He sighed watching her ass in the tight sleep shorts she wore as she retreated. This job got better and worse each day.


John toyed with Jodi's ring finger gently as they rested in the warm water of her bathtub. His head rested casually against her ample chest while the rest of his body was submerged beneath the heated water.

"Can I ask you something?" she said nervously.

"Of course." he laced their fingers together, letting her know it was alright.

"It's about...when we took a break." she continued.

He froze. Although he and Jodi agreed that is was past them, both had elected not to talk about it for fear of evoking anger out of the other.

"....Okay...." he ventured, taking a risk.

"When we weren't together...did you see anyone else?"

His heart pounded in his ears. The truth was, he wanted to say absolutely nothing to her about it, and wanted her to return the favor.

"....I did. Did you?" he swallowed, hoping she wouldn't be upset. If she was going to be his wife he knew he needed to feel that he could tell her everything. Even the bad things.

"....Uh,....yeah me too."

They both sat in an uncomfortable and tense silence before John turned around and looked at her.

"Who?"

"Anyone who came to the club pretty much. You?"

Her answer was like a shot in the chest. At the same time he struggled not to lash out at her in jealously and anger. Did that many people really get the body that was now rightfully his?

"It was...Casey."

Jodi herself struggled to keep her composure. So the bitch had in fact finally slept with her boyfriend. Then again, he wasn't her boyfriend at the time.

They both stared at each other, now tense and fighting the urge to say something rude.

"Was she better than me?" Jodi asked smugly, already knowing the answer.

"No, although it was nice not to have someone quite as demanding and time consuming." John snapped.

She clenched her jaw as anger surged through her body. This was the very reason they had agreed not to talk about it.

At that minute the doorbell rang downstairs and they both jumped out the tub, grateful for the distracting. Jodi grabbed a bathrobe from her room and slid it on before turning to John. Right before she made her way to the door she looked at John. In her eyes were everything she wanted to say to him, but couldn't bring herself. Just as he was about to kiss her again the bell rang again multiple times as someone impatient waited at the door.

She broke apart before making her way quickly down the stairs to answer it. As she opened the door the last thing she expected was to be staring into the matching green eyes that belonged to the very handsome man she once called her brother.

"Anthony." she breathed.

"Jodi. Wow..." he looked at his sister whom he hadn't seen in years.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" she hissed angrily. He was the reason she was raped. He was the reason her father was in jail. Of course, she placed some of the blame on her mother for bring the entire situation into their family in the first place, but her brother also had a hand.

"I-I need to talk to you." he said nervously.

"You need to talk to me? Eight fucking years later you need to talk to me. Get the hell off my doorstep."

Just as the angry words left her mouth, John walked to the door, now completely dressed although his hair was still damp. Seeing the angry look on Jodi's face he already made the assumption that she didn't want to see whoever was at the door.

"Who the hell are you?" Anthony asked rudely as he met Jodi and put an arm around her waist.

"That would be her fiance. I could ask you the same question." John snapped. The boy couldn't have been older than 27 or so and he noticed the eyes. Those green eyes.

"I'm her brother." he answered before John could get the thought through his head.

"Brother my ass. Just because Elizabeth gave birth to you doesn't mean you mean shit to me." she growled angrily.

"Jodi, please I-"

"You what? Came to apologize for the shit you pulled? Because if so, go for it. If not, get the hell out of my house."

"You don't understand-"

"Listen kid, she told you to get out of here. If you refuse to leave I'm going to have to arrest you." John glared forcefully.

"You listen old man. Try and lay a finger on me and I'll-"

"Don't you dare threaten him." she hissed so fiercely that both John and Anthony stared at her.

"Jodi, just listen. You have to-"

"I have to nothing. I told you. Get the fuck, off my doorstep. You've got five seconds to get out of here before John takes you down to the precinct."

"But Jodi-"

"5..."

"You just have to listen to me-"

"...4...."

"Jo-"

"...3..."

"Just-"

"...2..."

"They're going to kill you!"

She froze.

"What?"

"The gang....they're going going to kill you."