A/N: I DO NOT own any part of the Law & Order franchise, nor do I own the rights to the song Unforgettable, which is property of Nat King Cole. Okay, so this story is forever on my mind. When I wake up in the morning, during school, while I'm at work, while I'm doing homework....I can't get it out of my head!

Unforgettable

"You alright?" John asked as he watched Jodi down a glass of champagne in close to one gulp.

She nodded before tearing into into a bread roll. The past four days had rolled by with Jodi barely even seeing John, and she found herself getting increasingly horny as they passed. Tonight...she had plans for him.

John watched in amazement and concern. It was like she was a she was some kind of hungry jungle cat.

"Um....what can I get you?" the waiter asked as he walked up to their table, eyeing Jodi devouring the food hungrily and John staring at her as though she had multiple heads.

She looked up at him as she chewed before looking around. As usual, every male eye was on her and all of them stared as she swallowed everything whole.

"Uh, I'll go ahead and order then..." John said before looking up at the waiter.

The dinner passed by in a haze with Jodi barely saying a word. At first John had assumed that she was angry with him, but the way she was acting led him to believe it was something more.

As they finally pulled up in front of their home he opened the door before leading her up the stairs.

"John?" she said quietly as he unlocked the front door.

"Hmm?" he replied.

"So, I was thinking...why don't you go upstairs and wait for me in bed, and I'll go get ready?"

"Ready for what?" he asked confused.

"What do you think?" she raised an eyebrow before starting up the stairs. She glanced at him seductively over her shoulder before continuing up the stairs.

Finally catching her drift, John grinned before rushing up the stairs to the bedroom. She disappeared in the bathroom across the hall leaving John alone in the room. He took his shoes off an sat down on the bed gingerly, waiting for her.

Jodi herself stood in front of the mirror, fluffing her hair out. She personally had no clue how John would react to what she wanted to do, and this was also her first time doing it. She took a deep breath, feeling her heart pound in her chest. She took one final look at herself before spritzing perfume on her neck. She flung open the door before walking into the bedroom.

As soon as John heard the sounds of her heels he looked up and his jaw dropped. She wore a black shiny patent-leather bra and matching thong, along with garters and fishnet stockings and stiletto boots that made her almost as tall as him. Silver chains dripped from the lingerie and completing the look was one of John's ancient Baltimore P.D. caps.

"Like?" she pursed her lips. Her red hair fell in waves around her face and fell past her impressive cleavage. She put her hands on hips, letting him take in her apparel.

She walked towards him slowly, before standing in front of him. As he stared at her extraordinary body, he noticed the handcuffs hanging from one of the chains around her slim waist.

"What are these for?" he asked with raised eyebrows as his fingers ran over the metal.

"They're for you John. As of this moment, I'm in charge. You do what I say, when I say it. Understand?" she couldn't help but grin as she said the words. She'd done her fair share of being a submissive, which was her favorite role in the bedroom, but was also something John refused to even touch on because of his job. She hoped that he'd be okay with the table being turned. He was always in charge. In the interrogation room, arresting perps. She was going to be in control, just this once, and she was going to show him a good time with it.

"Yes." he said nervously, slightly uncomfortable by the situation but open to trying whatever she had in store.

"Yes....mistress." she winked before stepping back and composing her face.

"On your knees." she commanded.

He hesitated for a moment before obeying and getting down on his knees.

"You know what I'm going to do to you?" she growled as she walked around him, brushing her fingers in his hair.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"'What are you going to do to me'...what?"

"What are you going to do to me mistress." he replied after thinking over it for a moment.

"Well,....you know....I think I want that to be a surprise." she changed her mind at the last minute before looking down at him and stopping in front of him.

He looked up at her before taking a deep breath and letting every screaming voice in his mind dissolve into silence. He trusted her. He loved her. It was something new but...he was open to trying new things.

"Stand up." she demanded.

The thing that shocked him the most was how harsh her voice was. While he saw the playful sparkle in her eyes, when she spoke it sounded unlike anything he had heard from her before. Cold. Indifferent. Demanding.

She gently began to run her fingers over his shirt. As she passed the healed but-but-still-slightly-irritable scratches on his stomach he flinched. She let her fingers linger on the spot before continuing to work her way around his clothed body.

"Take off your shirt."

As he did so he looked into her eyes. Her iris' were barely visible as her pupils dominated most of her eye. Little did he know that she was so turned on at the moment that it was beginning to hurt, but she said nothing as she continued to walk around him.

He let the material flutter to the ground before she pressed her full lips to his chest. He closed his eyes, his body floating away under the feel of her lips until the sharp pain of her nails digging in his back brought him back to reality.

She went off on a pattern, reddening his skin with her nails before using her lips to soothe the pain. He got caught up in the mixture of pain and pleasure and struggled not to let his male instincts of throwing her down on the bed crawl out.

Her hand grasped something that made him shudder involuntarily. She chuckled as her fingers slid over the bulge in his pants. He was shocked to discover that he liked everything she was doing, and he wanted more.

"You like that?" she asked as she watched his reactions.

He nodded not trusting himself to speak.

"You want more?" she growled in his ear.

"Yes." he breathed,

"Take off your pants."

He followed her instructions without even thinking about them this time. All he wanted was to feel her hands on his body. Touching him. Feeling him.

"Boxers too."

He complied before looking up at her for further instructions. She was momentarily caught off-guard as she stared at his sizable erection. She herself struggled not to pounce on him, but clung tightly to her willpower.

As the wheels in her head turned for more ideas, all the unspoken fantasies that had been accumulating in her brain for the past few years few years came spilling out. She knew what she wanted, and she was going to do them.

She rubbed her body against his back, hearing him moan underneath her. She grinned, knowing what she was doing to him and liking every second of it.

She brushed her fingers up the length of his hard-on, feeling him writhe underneath her.

"Touch it." she whispered in his ear, kissing his neck.

He wrapped his hand around his shaft, feeling like he was back in the seventh grade, trying it for the first time. He felt Jodi's hand on top of his, moving up and down slowly. She buried her face in his shoulder blade as she attempted to hold in a moan. Hearing him got her beyond turned on.

She removed her hand before turning him around and pushing him back on the bed with one of her long legs. John fell back against the soft mattress feeling the contrast of her muscled leg pressing him down onto the bed.

"Get against the headboard." she licked her lips.

He did as told as she unfastened the cuffs from her lingerie before cuffing his hands above his head. As she did so he allowed himself to press his lips against one of her soft breasts that threatened to fall out from the skin-tight bra. Without a word she moved back to his waist before grabbing his manhood as sliding her tongue over his head. He struggled against the handcuffs as she lowered her mouth onto him completely, working wonders with her tongue and throat.

She gripped his thighs in a way that told him to settle down. He closed his eyes and let himself go, feeling nothing but her mouth working him over. He couldn't help but feel helpless as he struggled against the cuffs and wondered if this was what perps felt like.

Just when he thought he couldn't take any more she sat up.

"You don't come until I say so. Got it?" she raised an eyebrow.

He stared, panting. He already felt as though he was going to explode, did she really expect him to hold it in with all that she was doing to him.

She got out of bed and stood up before unhooking her garter fastenings before sliding down her panties from over the stockings and boots. John watched before she got on top of him. She toyed with him for a little bit, teasing before she actually lowered herself onto him.

She let a moan escape her lips before throwing her head back. John struggled as hard as humanly possible not to come as she moved. He dug his nails into his hand as his toes curled.

"Don't you dare!" she growled as she felt his entire length throb like it did before he came. As he watched her he wanted nothing more than to rip off the tight bra she wore, unfortunately his restrained hands kept him from doing anything of that sort.

After what seemed like an eternity Jodi let out a loud scream as her body tensed around him. Unable to control himself anymore he grunted loudly before releasing himself into her. Feeling like a child who had just wet the bed he looked away as she fell next to him.

"Sorry." he apologized.

"It's okay." she giggled before reaching over him to grab the key to the handcuffs. As soon as she let him go he rubbed his wrists which were raw and painful after struggling against the cuffs for so long.

"You alright?" she asked before leaning down and kissing his red wrists. He nodded before kissing her on the damp forehead, Moments like this made him more than happy when he thought about the fact that he finally had the thing he had been chasing most of his life. He finally found his one true love. The ridiculous words made him chuckle in his head, but he was done searching. Five would be his finale. If it didn't work out with Jodi...then he didn't know what he'd do, but something told him it would.


Anthony rang the doorbell awkwardly, and looked around. He didn't see anything out of the ordinary. No people walking up the street, no flashes of silver across the scenery, no new cars no nothing.

Jodi answered the door almost immediately and gave her brother a small smile before stepping outside.

"Hey." she greeted him softly.

"Hey." he replied back before smiling. After agreeing to help her, they had arranged another meeting with Claudia Williams in which Anthony would divulge certain information in exchange for immunity from the law for any crimes relating to his organization. Claudia reluctantly agreed, although Jodi had been quick to forgive him after she finally began to believe him.

John emerged seconds later, looking between the two. He himself wasn't so sure about trusting Anthony but he had come to learn that Jodi could read people better than some of those who worked in the department with him. If she trusted him, he had no reason to doubt her.

"How'd you get here?" Jodi asked, not noticing any new cars on the street.

"Subway to bus, bus to cab, cab to here. Tried to shake off anyone who might have possibly been following."

"Smart but unnecessary. You probably just drew more attention." John said blatantly before grabbing Jodi's hand and leading all three of them to his car. As they walked past her snow-covered Camero she pouted a bit. Although she loved winter, she prayed for one of those unnaturally warm 60-degree-days so that she could take it for a spin before spring.

"Hot ride. Who's is it?" Anthony observed.

"Mine." Jodi replied before walking to the passenger seat of John's car.

"Nice, girl." Anthony grinned before getting in the back.

As they began to drive down the street Anthony noticed the constant physical contact going on in the front seat. They were either holding hands, or touching each others thigh, or doing glancing at each other and giggling, or something annoying. The fact that his own little sister was dating a guy who looked older then their father completely creeped him out but he could see by the way that she looked at him that she really loved him.

She turned on the radio to a classical station and everyone groaned.

"We're not doing this again!" John exclaimed resolutely before changing the station.

Jodi giggled before taking his hand and pressing it to her lips.

"Would you two mind not doing all that shit in front of me?" he finally asked after watching them for fifteen minutes.

"Doing what?" Jodi asked.

"All that kissing and touching and....giggling."

Jodi turned around and glared at him dangerously before replying.

"Anthony, this isn't your car. If you have an issue, you can get out and find a cab then follow us from there."

John snickered at her joke, not dropping her hand. Anthony crossed his arms before slouching down into the seat and looking at the window. As John watched them both he couldn't help but smile. As Anthony pouted in the back he caught Jodi's eye. It seemed like a cross between the brother and sister fighting while dad drove and mom scolding the younger child in the backseat.

As usual these days, whenever the word mother ran through his mind he couldn't help but feel a pang in his chest, They had come so close, and while it was behind them, it was still enough to cause pain.

"You okay?" Jodi asked watching as his face went from happy to tense.

"What? Oh, yeah." he quickly lied before grabbing her hand tightly again. She swallowed her suspicion before leaning up against him. He smiled as he felt her warmth against him. Ever since last night things between them seemed like they used to be, when they first started dating. Things were going back to the way they were.


"So, I was just thinking." Jodi grinned as she leaned over John while he sat on the couch watching an episode of The Twilight Zone he had loved as a kid.

"What's that?" he looked up at her.

"Well...I'm not saying that the sex is anything less than great but...it was so exciting when we were having to....hide it you know?"

"You liked the risk of getting caught?"

"Yeah."

He turned his attention away from the TV to look at her in entirety.

"So...what do you propose we do?"

"I don't know...what would you say?" she bit her lip.

"Well....I've actually needed a bit of excitement in the office. What say you come and pay me a visit at work tomorrow?"

"Oh? What exactly will you be expecting during this visit?"

"Well, you would be just visiting me of course but, if we happen to end up in the lounge...well that can't be helped."

"Or, if I just happen to land on Elliot's desk without any clothes on."

He grinned before kissing her. She quickly made her way over to his side of the couch before straddling him as she pressed her lips to his. The kiss turned heated in a matter of seconds and soon his lips were on her neck, breathing in her spicy scent. Just as he began to lift her shirt over her shoulders her phone rang from her pocket.

"Don't answer that." John breathed into her mouth.

Seeing it as revenge for all the times he answered his phone when something promising was about to happen, she pulled out her iPhone from the back pocket of her jeans before answering.

"Hello?" she asked breathlessly. Not caring and taking what she had just said into consideration, Joh continued planting kisses along her chest while she was on the phone. She threw back her head and bit her lip to keep from moaning on her end of the line.

"Hi, is this Jodi Stanford?"

"Yes..." she answered through gritted teeth as John unhook her bra and ran his fingers around her nipples.

"I'm calling from Lincoln Hospital, your brother is here in critical condition."