A/N: I DO NOT own any part of the Law & Order franchise, or the rights to the song Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana. So I have decided this will be the last chapter. I will be going on vacation at the end of the week so expect the new story up within the next two weeks or so. If I'm under your author alerts you'll know. I also was just thinking. I can't let this story go, but I don't want to keep dragging it out. So I just had a thought. The next story (which will be called Tomorrow, Forever, Always) will be the last, and then I will maybe do a fourth that will be set about 10-20 years after that one ends. John and Jodi in the future. That's a ways to go now, let's just focus on this and the next story. Thanks! *R.I.P to infamous and legendary designers Alexander McQueen who passed in February. You can see his collections in most Lady Gaga music videos. His house of fashion still remains open. Also R.I.P to Gia Carangi, legendary supermodel who was claimed by AIDS in the late '80s. You can see her life portrayed by Angelina Jolie in Gia. Two people who will forever be in my heart.
Smells Like Teen Spirit
"Mmmm, that feels amazing."
Jodi smiled into a pillow as she felt John's lips, traveling up her back.
They had decided to shorten their stay, leaving two days after receiving the news. The would be departing tomorrow morning, and Jodi was determined for this one day to make up for the whole week and a half lost.
He kissed her shoulder blade, causing her to sigh as she came to her senses. Well this was a great way to wake up in the morning.
"Does it?" Jodi kissed the nape of her neck.
Jodi smiled before rolling over on her back, looking up at him.
"How long are you going to keep growing like this? Damn." Jodi joked, putting a hand on her stomach.
"I have three kids inside of me asshole. So...for the next three months I'm going to keep growing like the Hindenburg and there's nothing you can do about it."
"Well, as long as these keep getting better I have no complaints." he winked before squeezing her breasts through her thin nightgown.
"I still can't believe we're going to be parents." Jodi smiled.
John was silent for a moment before he stroked her jawline, leaning in closely.
"You're so beautiful." he said quietly.
Jodi flushed, biting back a smile.
"And I love you so much." he continued.
"I love you." Jodi's smile disappeared, as she realized once again just how much she loved him.
John rolled on his side and she turned, both of them facing each other before she ran her long fingers through his white hair.
"...That night we first kissed...I felt something stir within me that told me I would never again be alone. Something that told me that I had finally found him. Foud the man that I would love until the end of my days..."
She began quoting her vows, thinking back to the alter on their wedding day.
"...And I never thought I would find a woman so incredible. So beautiful. So powerful. A woman that was perfection in every sense of the word. A woman who made me forget about everything else and realize what love really was..."
As he said the words he had to her on that day and forgot everything else that had happened and was only aware of her, in front of him.
She grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly.
"...I never thought I could love someone more. I never thought I would find anyone who could make me feel as thought nothing mattered. Someone who could grab me tightly in their arms, treat me like a queen, love me like I'd never been loved. And then I was proved wrong, on all accounts. You loved me more. Held me even tighter. Treated me like more than a queen..."
John put a finger over her lips, silencing her before placing the softest of kisses on her lips.
He still had those moments. Those moments when he was reminded of just how much he loved her, and why. In all his years of failed marriages, when he looked at her, the thought of being seperated from her drove him to despair. He wouldn't lose her if his life depended on it.
"Make love to me." Jodi said quietly, words that rarely left her mouth aloud.
John's finger lingered on her lips, and he kissed her again before backing away and grabbing the bottom of her nightgown, pulling it up over her body.
Jodi kissed his hand, before taking it and placing it over one of her swollen breasts.
He ran his fingertips of her nipples softly. Gently. Slowly. He watched her lick her lips. Her pupils dilate. Her skin flushed bright red.
John leaned down, licking them, wathcing the reaction throughout her body. Her muscles tensed. Her eyess fluttered wildly.
He squeezed her breasts again tenderly before making his way back up to her collarbone.
Jodi watched as he quicklu undressed himself, keeping his eyes on her nude body the entire time. He rolled over on his back before grabbing her.
She prepared to straddle him but he stopped her.
"Other way." he grinned.
Jodi turned around before lowering herself onto him, feeling him hit her from the back. She looked when he had sex with her from behind. With the exception of their list, the only thing they had left was anal (which quite frankly was never going to happen in Jodi's book.)
He pulled her back so that she was lying parallel across him before thrusting upward, kissing her shoulder.
Jodi took John's other hand, reaching it around her body and placing it over her smooth mound.
He slid a finger inside of her, hitting two of her pleasure centers at once and causing her to jerk and whine, arching her back.
John dug his fingers into her flesh. He was going to make the next 24 hours the best of his life.
Cragen walked into the room, Claudia Williams, Trevor, and two other FBI agents in tow.
Olivia looked up from her desk. Anthony was sitting beside her.
The gentleman who had attacked Anthony Sr. had finally agreed to talk. He had chosen betrayel over losing his sanity in the hole. Typical.
They were just about to call Munch to let him know. The man (by the name of Francis Carangi) had told them that the mafia had absolutely no plans to let this matter go. With the combined testimonies of Jodi, both Anthony's, Elizabeth, and the FBIs records, they would be sending a lot of people to jail or a very long time. Naturally the mob boss wasn't going to let that happen.
"Where are we right now?" Cragen asked.
"We were just about to call Munch to let him know. Carangi talked. Told us absolutely everything. Milani has plans to put a hit out on at least one member of the Stanford family. They're thinking it might be Anthony Jr. because he poses the biggest threat. He knows all the inside details, has done some of the dirty work, and knows the locations of dozens of members." Olivia answered, ignoring Elliot's eyes on her.
"Get Munch on the phone then. Put it on speaker."
Olivia nodded before dialing his cell number.
The phone ran multiple times as the call hit satillites and traveled across thousands of miles.
The other end picked up and everyone looked at each other.
"Shh. Shh." John muttered as he put his hand over Jodi's mouth and answered his phone.
"Hello?" he said, trying to catch his breath, all the while still moving inside of his wife.
"Munch, it's Olivia. We have some new details to tell you about the man who attacked Jodi's father. Is she with you?"
Jodi let out a muffled scream loudly, grasping one of his hands and squeezing it tightly.
"Jodi are you there?" Elizabeth repeated.
"Yes." Jodi replied through a strangled cry. She was so close to coming. She didn't know how much longer she could hang on Olivia would be able to understand. Wouldn't she?
John was in the same place. He couldn't just hang up but Olivia should have known better than to just call them out of the blue like that.
"The guy who attacked Anthony is named Francis Carangi. In jail for attempted murder, drug trafficking, assault, theft, fraud, counterfitting, pretty much anything you can name. Cops threatened him for solitary for the rest of his life sentence and he talked. He said-"
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I'M COMING!" Jodi screamed as she came, and once again did an action she was unfamiliar with.
"Holy shit." John muttered as she literally spurted the same time he did, letting out a stream of liquid.
Female ejaculation was quite a thing.
Everyone looked at one another wordlessly. Everyone including Cragen had just listened to them have sex on speaker.
There were several moments of heavy panting before John spoke again.
"Sorry Liv you still there?"
"Yes we're here John." Cragen stopped Olivia before she could say anything.
*Awkward.*
Everyone looked at each other as there was what seemed to be an infinite silence before John simply hung up the phone.
Cragen looked at everyone before walking away wordlessly. What exactly could be said?
"Well..." Jodi trailed off, staring up at the ceiling.
"Yeah." John finished, turning and looking at her.
It was then he wondered exactly how many people had heard them. He wasn't exactly embaressed. Hell, it just showed everyone how hard he had made his wife come. The fact of the matter was that the people he worked with had just listened to him have sex when they were supposed to be discussion business.
"I can't believe that just happened." Jodi shook her head.
"Which part. You squirting or my boss overhearing us?"
She giggled before rolling on her side.
"Both I guess."
"Well...let's just pretend it never happened. I'll give it a good half hour then call Olivia or Fin back."
"Sounds good. Isn't it night time over there?"
"Yeah. How about breakfast?"
"That sounds good." Jodi smiled before leaning in and kissing him. Quite a start to their day.
"Well now that I'm scarred for life." Anthony said as he walked down the sidewalk away from the precinct.
"That was a little...I can't really find a word." Olivia chuckled.
"I feel like I just walked in on my parents having sex." Anthony shook his head.
Olivia laughed loudly before stopping at the end of the street corner as Anthony hailed a cab.
"Where you headed off to?" Olivia asked.
"Date." Anthony grinned, opening the door.
"With who?"
"Call me later and you'll find out." he winked before opening the door and getting inside, leaving Olivia shrouded in thought and mystery.
Just as she turned away Fin pulled up, stepping out of his car.
"What's goin' on?" he asked, walking up to her.
"Well, you kind of just missed what happened..."
"You know what I just realized?" Jodi looked up at John as they ate breakfast on the outdoor patio.
Jodi was eating a bagel and cream cheese with fresh blackberries, and an immense collection of vitamins in front of her, and John was having turkey bacon, eggs, and toast.
"What?" he put down his newpaper in Greek, which he was having a hard time deciphering. He didn't speak it that well.
"We haven't picked out names yet." Jodi shrugged, running a hand over her stomach like she tended to do when she was thinking.
John looked at her from across the table. Hell, he hadn't thought of it yet either. How had they skipped that? They had already talked about renovating the guest rooms for the kids How had they forgotten names?
"No we haven't. And you know, Sadie is pretty friendly but we've had cases with newborns and pets and tey were never really pretty..."
Jodi nodded. Were they really ready for this?
"I think there's a lot that we still need to talk about." Jodi said, putting a hand atop John's.
He sighed. Whether they were ready or not...well they were going to have to get ready. They had three kids on the way. This was no time for experimenting and just figuring things out. John had absolutely no idea what kind of experience Jodi even had with kids. He himself had been working with them fro eleven years plus now but what about her?
"Why don't we just talk about names now." he suggessted. When it came to their relationship, no one wore the pants. Actually, they both wore the pants equally. Neither had more control than the other.
And both were able to admit they were wrong, and right now...both of them were most certainly were.
"Shit." Jodi swore before standing up and making her way back inside of their suite. She sat down on the bed, crossing her arms (well at least attempting to) over her massive chest.
"What's wrong?" John asked, coming in and sitting beside her.
"Are we really ready for this John? I mean...these are three kids here. We can't make mistakes like this ever again."
"I know it's something we need to work on. But baby...no parents ever get it perfect. I'm sure Elliot can tell you that. The guys got a whole factory of children."
Jodi nodded before kissing him and wrapping her arms around his body.
Would they be able to get through this? Because she knew she would never be able to forgive herself if they couldn't.
And then it happened. For the second time.
She jumped, as she felt that unmistakeable thump inside of her.
"Did you feel that?" she looked up at John quickly.
He nodded, in an apparent trance, quickly moving his hands to her stomach.
She wasn't expecting anything else but she received a kick again.
Jodi squealed joyfully, grasping John's hand tightly as she felt a series of repetitive kicks inside of her.
"Oh my god." she breathed, her eyes swimming with tears.
"That's...them...those are my kids." John rubbed her stomach, in somewhat of shock. His kids. His children. His son. His two daughters. Damn.
"Yeah daddy." Jodi giggled, breaking down into tears. She didn't even care.
At John's touch there seemed to be an explosion inside of her. She felt intense series of movements, shifting, and kicking.
"You like your daddy's voice?" Jodi beamed.
The movement slowed again until she could feel not but a flutter inside of her, but all the while she was still emaciated.
"I love you so much." John kissed Jodi intensely, still rubbing her stomach. Jodi let it all go, sobbing heavily and wiping the tears out of her face.
"What's wrong?" John asked in concern.
"...I'm just happy. I'm so happy." Jodi smiled, putting a hand on his face.
"We made that." John shook his head, still not really believing it. He had made that.
"Yes. We did. You helped make three beautiful children. I hope they look like you." she sat up on her elbows and kissed his onse before returning to her back.
"Like me? Why? I want them to look beautiful like you."
"Don't you know how handsome you are?" Jodi put a hand on his face.
"Honey, I'm old. I'm not the best looking guy either. I know it's just my undeniable charm that gets me women."
Jodi narroed her eyes. To him, he was the most handsome man alive.
"Well to me...you're the most handsome man I will ever see. And nothing makes me happier than knowing I get to wake up in the morning and see your face."
"Wait...how did you feel it?" she suddenly sat up.
"What?"
"The kicking."
"How could I not?"
"It's just...usually the first few times kicking starts you have a hard time feeling it."
"Hey, everyone's different. Besiders...you've got three kids in there. I'm bound to feel something. We should try and beat Elliot out here."
Jodi giggled, looking away, realizing that although they had gotten past the 50% survival rate now, there was still the chance the kids wouldn't survive. Not to mention that the fact she was even pregnant was a miracle. Let alone carrying triplets. If she got pregnant again she would have to be in a medical encyclopedia. The woman with the scarred cervix and uterus who somehow ended up poppping out kids.
"If we can get pregnant again." she muttered.
"Hey. Happened once. It sure as hell can happen again." Jodi grinned before kissing her again and moving down, resting his head on her stomach. The days kept getting better and better.
"Mind if I ask why you called me?" Betsy asked as she sat across the table from Anthony.
So he had lied to Olivia about the date. It wasn't really a date so much as a meeting with Betsy.
Elizabeth's birthday was coming up. He knew she hadn't told anyone, but he still remembered. He wanted to do something special for her, to let her know he still loved her.
"Well, I know you do weddings but I was wondering if you could help me out for a party as a favor to my sister or something."
She chuckled, putting her feet up on her desk.
Anthon'ys eyes traveled to her black stilettos. Six inches high, deadly as hell. Well he didn't want to piss her off. Not to mention the ink on this chick. Her arms were completely covered and she had rings all over her face and ears. She was hot, no doubt about it, but she looked like if he said the wrong thing she would beat his ass.
"I just got off the phone with her actually. She and John are coming back tomorrow."
"Really? How they doing?"
"Babies are kicking."
"Damn that's great."
"Isn't it? Now back to your case. Sorry hon but don't really do bachelor parties. Not my thin."
"It's not a bachelor party."
"Really? What is it?" she suddenly sat forward, somewhat intrigued.
"My mom's birthdau. I want to do something special. Let her know I care."
"Huh. That's sweet. And I suppose you haven't told Jodi about this."
"Fuck no. She'd kill you."
"Got that right. Okay well, like I said this really isn't my thing but I might get in bed with you on this one here. When id her birthday?"
"Next week."
The grin was wiped clean from Betsy's face.
"You want me to arrange a party...in a week?" she reached her arched eyebrows.
"I have no doubts you're good enough."
"Then I sure as hell better be getting paid enough." she sighed, sitting back in her leather chair.
Anthony looked up at the posters behind her. Two were wall to ceiling portraits of Gia Carangi, the third was a huge in honor of Alexander McQueen.
"How much?" he asked.
"Name your price we'll start from there." she shook her black hair out of her face.
"Four hundred."
"Hell no. Keep climbing."
"Eight."
"I organzied a party for Angelina Jolie keep climbing."
"One grand."
"No."
"Three."
"Higher."
"Five."
"Five...hm...maybe. What were you thinking?"
"You're the planner. You tell me."
She stared at him for a long moment before smiling.
"I knew I liked you. You negotiate well. Fine. Five grand. I can't do this on my own though. You have to give me a little something."
Anthony thought about it for a moment. What was the one thing he knew his mother would love until the day she died...?
"Okay. Promise me my sister will be there."
"I'm pretty sure that you just told that woman to go wipe her nose." Jodi chuckled as they walked away from one of the shopkeepers.
"Well...nobody's perfect." John shrugged. He had to admit Jodi had put him to shame when it came to Greek, but hell, the chances were they'd never see her again.
Jodi giggled before wrapping her arms around his body, holding him tightly. John put an arm around her shoulder before leaning down and kissing her forhead.
"Wait." he suddenly said, stopping in the middle of the street.
Jodi stopped, looking up at him in confusion.
John leaned down before kissing her, passionatly and deeply. Not caring where they were or who saw.
"I love you red." John smirked, running a finger across one of her full lips."
"I love you." Jodi smiled, before grabbing his hand. This day was turning out better than either could have expected.
"You know, whenever I look over at you you're eating."
"You saying I'm fat?" Elizabeth raised an eyebrow as she worked on a passive pile of chili-cheese fries.
"On the contrary. I don't know how you do it." Trevor grinned. She still remained bone-thin. He never once saw her work out or gain a single pound.
"High metabolism. Good genes." Elizabeth winked.
Trevor grinned, taking a fry. He knew for a fact that because of Jodi's curves she worked hard to keep her body toned and fit, but Elizabeth didn't have to do anything.
"I know Jodi hates me for it." she sighed, thinking along the same lines as he was.
"I was just thinking the exact same thing."
"I don't know where the body came from. The women in our family have been very thin for decades."
"Well if you don't mind me saying she certainly looks good."
"Unfortuatly. Some people are just blessed with beauty like that."
"From what I see it runs in the family." Trevor played with a strand of Elizabeth's hair.
She turned to him, tilting her head.
"Like mother like daughter." he winked before kissing her on the cheek and stealing her basket of fries.
"Hey! Get back here!" Elizabeth giggled, before getting up and chasing him down. She finally felt happy. It had taken damn near 20 years but she was there.
"God it feels good to finally sit down." Jodi sighed as she collapsed into her plane seat, putting up the armrests.
John sat beside her, watching as she rubbed her stomach and tilted back her head.
They had managed to be the first ones on the plane in first class, which gave Jodi a few moments to catch her breath and rest for a few moments.
She kicked off her shoes and grabbed John's hand. It felt like they were leaving more than Greece. It felt like they were leaving a chapter of their life behind. This was a new beginning. This was a new saga in their lives.
It was no longer John. No longer Jodi. No longer John and Jodi.
Only family.
