Sasha had arrived back home and found Ryan on the sofa and she sat next to him when he pounced on her making her laugh and then she tells him what she needed to tell him

Madison grinned. "Well, you have a choice of a dance with Frank, or a proper little prize," she said with a laugh.
She watched Sasha leaving and hoped that she was ok.

"Well that's not really fair - I have two left feet. I'll trample poor Mich's feet. And then how will it be a prize?"

Sasha watched Ryan for a split second when he embraced her like a little kid with candy and Sasha knew that she felt tired and sent Maddy a message

" Hey it's Sasha and sorry i left but i was tired and being pregnant makes me tired so hope to see you soon and thanks for the party xx"

Maddy texted back 'Glad you had a nice time, say hi to Ryan for me'.
She grinned back. "I'm sure Mich is very quick on her feet and will be able to avoid your trampling." She took his hand and lifted it, making him do a twirl which got everyone giggling.

Sasha read the text and sent one back

" Ryan's now asleep and he's been acting like a little kid"

'Haha awesome. You have Ryan acting like a kid over there, we have Frank acting like a kid over here. Perfect.' came Maddy's reply

" Yeah and he's happy about the news and he's tired now" Sasha sent back

Sam laughed "Believe me, Frank, this little tweetie bird has now two right feet so you're kinda equal."

Mich playfully slapped Sam's shoulder "Hey, twinkie yourself! Watch your tongue. I'm a figure skater, I'll figure something. Besides Frank needs his prize for 'the most creative pin-the-nose' game."
She grinned "And next time I'll be taking Ryan with me. Then you'll see a master class."

Frank laughed, watching the two argue playfully. "Well, you know, four feet always seem better than two," he chuckled.
He watched Madison skip the cd to a dance-y track and then gave a formal bow and extended his hand to Mich. "May I have this dance, mi'lady?" he asked in a mock posh tone.

Sasha had fallen asleep curled up with Ryan and was having good dreams

"Sure thing." Michelle grinned.
"Let's go tiger, we'll show 'em class." girl graciously twirled around like she'd been on ice.

Sam just watched them being glad she don't need to dance.

Madison grinned watching Frank and Mich dance. She looked over at Sam "Someone looks left out. Would the lady like a dance?" she asked the last part in a fake British accent, extending her hand.

Sam smiled. "Not that bad, but always can use some company." she answered in French accent and took the offered hand, trying to hide her limp.

Both Sasha and Ryan were sound asleep as was Kaya too

The two pairs danced for a bit before Maddy noticed Sam's limp. "You're limping," she said, concerned. "Are you ok? What happened?"

Sasha was watching Ryan sleep and she cuddled in closer to him and felt happy

Sam just waved her hand "Ah just an old injury. Explosion in New York. Chased one scumbag with my sis when building exploded. I'm lucky to get my legs working again. Been hopelessly tied to wheelchair for a while until my back healed. Well this's why I'm not trying to get out in field" she explained shyly.

Sasha sent Sam a text saying

" All asleep and gotta decide when the time would be right to tell the team about us and hope Mich hasn't blabbed about us "

Maddy bit her lip. "I'm so sorry, Sam," she couldn't help but pull the girl into the hug. After a little while she gave a small smile, "If you ever want to pay a visit to the field, I could give you a ride; a piggy-back ride..."

Sam returned the hug and smiled brightly.
"Its fine now. I'm used to my limp and that I'm gotta be stucked at lab. But thanks anyways." she laughed.
"Gotta visit my Geene one day. She's one very kind and brilliant horse." Sam said, thinking how she missed her horse. It's been a while already.


Suddenly her phone buzzed as text from Sasha arrived.
Casting a glance around she typed back, "Good. Not yet. She's dancing with Frank. You gotta see that. Two left feet met two right feet. Figure skater and policeman. I'll tell her to mind her own buisnesses asap."

"I must say mademoiselle," Frank began with a smile, "you're quite a good dancer." He twirled her. "And they said we couldn't dance."

"You ride?" Madison asked Sam. "That's so cool! I haven't ridden since I was like 15... What's Geene like? You must really miss her..."