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@stolenfates 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗔𝗪 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗛𝗘𝗖𝗬: you said i'm the love of your life about a million times. (for April, from Jackson)

𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 , effortless , automatic. something she feels as if she is born to do , even if it will kill her. how long she has carried this feeling , has drowned beneath the complications and fears. has triumphed against them , claimed him as hers in every way before god and all she held dear. man and wife , sickness and health. how vows seem to crumble like discarded paper , words and feelings growing meaningless beneath it all.

their precious baby boy , gone before he had a chance. the burden of outliving your child is one she'd never wish on her enemies. it has transformed the pair of them , made them unrecognizable. april cannot look at her reflection , she no longer sees herself. no , for now she sees april kepner : grieving parent , a childless mother. it feels like she is drowning , hands desperately out for jackson to save her , though he is unable. it feels like a disconnect , like what she needs from him is impossible and what he needs from her even more so. it feels like once solid teammates are now speaking two different languages. grief is a horrible blanket to wear , april feels suffocated beneath it. she needs to get out , but how?

jackson's words linger. they fill the air and space between them , wrap them up , bind them together. it is true , these words have left her lips countless times. yet , april cannot find it in herself to recall the last time she has said such a thing to him. she cannot remember when she has been a fraction of the woman she was only weeks prior. she blinks at jackson , curled up in a ball on their couch. her head is bowed in shame , frustrated , hurt , and angry. no , not at him , but at the world. at the god she gave her life to , was a faithful servant to. how did this come to happen to them? it didn't seem fair.

❝ you are , jackson. you know you are. ❞ april's voice is scratchy , throat raw from fitful sobs. it takes several long moments for light eyes to look up , to find her husband. ❝ i don't have it in me to say it anymore. i don't have much in me these days. ❞ tone remains low , head coming to bury itself in hands. fingers grasp at orange curls , tugging slightly. a heavy sigh leaves her , april rocking herself beneath the current of the empty world she finds herself in. ❝ i just need some time alone. it's not personal. it's what i need. ❞

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part 3 of playing pretend alsoooo i am currently scrounging through my tumblr to see what i've posted and publishing those fics on ao3 so i don't end up double posting. so if you see me spamming ao3... i apologize in advance (´ ∀ ` *)

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Catherine looked out into the crowd, a donor rambling about something to her left. She noticed the trauma surgeon dancing with one of the many men who were eyeing her tonight, but she didn’t see her son. Scanning the room, she searched for her child on the dance floor. Then, by the food. When she didn’t see him, she turned her attention towards the darkened bar. There she saw Jackson nursing his drink, eyes trained back out to the center of the room, to April.

She tried to hide her smirk behind her glass. She had really outdone herself. 

The two landed in Boston earlier this morning, after spending the night in Ohio. They would have flown out immediately after April’s reunion if the Kepner matriarch hadn’t spotted Jackson waiting for her daughter outside as she grabbed her luggage. Karen had brought the plastic surgeon into her home, sweet as ever, and killed him with a little midwestern hospitality.

Catherine had met the two on the tarmac, waiting for them in her limo. They had stumbled off the plane weary from the hectic events of the day prior, not knowing what they were about to walk into.

April smiled warmly at Catherine despite the anxious energy radiating off of her in waves. She took in the moment and absorbed her mentor and icon’s presence as Jackson kissed his mother’s cheek and mumbled something about always being trapped in her antics. By the time Jackson asked her why she wanted the two in Boston, the driver pulled up in front of the Avery estate. Jackson stepped out of the car, expecting the two women to follow, but the car sped off leaving him alone in the dust. Her phone vibrated, surely Jackson complaining over text, but Catherine trusted that her assistant could handle him.

With her phone on silent and the man in question out of the car, Catherine dragged his best friend off on a bit of retail therapy. There was no way she would let the trauma surgeon attend an Avery Foundation Gala without the proper attire. It didn’t hurt that when she pried and asked all the intrusive questions Jackson griped about, April tried her best to answer, and even when she couldn’t, Catherine could read the young doctor like an open book. The questions were just for fun. All it took was just one look for Catherine to confirm what she knew this whole time. From the way April looked at her son, she knew he had a chance.

Now, illuminated under the floor lights, the normally shy surgeon glowed brightly. Her hair flowed down to her back in loose, fiery waves. The delicate diamonds in her jewelry caught the lights and flickered back to the audience. The black dress Catherine had chosen fit April perfectly and showed a little skin. It was sleeveless and tight, something she knew would drive her son crazy.

Slowly, she approached Jackson at the bar, effortlessly ending the conversation with the man droning on about budgets as she walked. He didn’t notice her presence, too busy mentally strangling the promising surgeon who had the pleasure of dancing with April.

“Are you going to do something about that?” she asked into the lip of her champagne flute. Jackson stopped staring daggers into the man for a second to look at his mother. Realization flitted across his face.

“Wha-”

“I always know, Jackson. I’m your mother.” Jackson huffed beside her, peeved his mother was inserting herself in his love life again.

“I can’t. She’s…” he hesitated, “April.”

Catherine rolled her eyes. When has Jackson Avery not chased after a woman he liked? The two returned to watching the dance floor and back out at the redhead dancing in another man’s arms. April smiled at the blond, leaning in to say something and blushing as his hands dropped to the small of her back. Jackson clenched his fist, resisting the urge to pry the surgeon’s hands off his best friend and off the place where he had his hand last night.

“If you don’t do anything, Jackson, you’re more of an idiot than I raised you to be.” His brows pinched, a frown etched into his face as his mother patted his cheek. Catherine sauntered off, a donor quickly joining her side as the two discussed one of the foundation’s many projects.

Jackson tightened his grip around his cup, fingertips turning white with the pressure. Taking a deep breath in, he chugged the remaining amber liquid and made his way to the dance floor. 

He avoided the other couples dancing to the song the live band was playing, sidestepping every couple of seconds. He heard her giggle, her tiny frame hidden away behind the blond’s broad shoulders. 

Jackson cleared his throat, shaking off the jealousy that started surging its way through his veins. She caught sight of him first, feet stopping as she met his gaze.

“Jackson,” April sighed breathlessly.

It was now or never. 

“Can I steal my girlfriend away for a second?” Jackson sent a poisonous smile to the other surgeon. The man April was dancing with quietly apologized to Jackson as he stepped back. Confusion flittered across the trauma surgeon’s face, hazel eyes meeting his blue ones. 

Her hands slowly dropped to her sides, stepping closer to her best friend under the bright lights that illuminated the dance floor. Her voice dropped to a whisper, words exchanged for just the two to hear. “This isn’t my reunion, Jackson. You don’t have to pretend to be my boyfriend.” 

“I know that.” He brought his hand to her wrist, thumb brushing against the thin metal bracelet encircling her wrist. Sliding his hand into hers, he raised it and placed the other on her waist. April resumed her position, placing her hand gently on his shoulder as she followed his lead.

April stood back, gasping as Jackson pulled her closer. Bodies pressed together, she tilted her gaze away from him, scared that the rosy blush of her skin would betray her.

He dropped his lips to the exposed crook of her neck, taking her breath away. Jackson took a deep breath in, the faint perfume she sprayed on earlier filling his lungs. Swallowing, he gathered the courage to ask. 

“And what if it wasn’t pretend?”

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Sarah Drew can do it all! TV viewers know her as Dr. April Kepner on the hit series Grey's Anatomy, but Gleeks know her from her iconic role on Glee! Yes, Suzy Pepper is on the pod! She was only in one episode, but she left her mark. Sarah joins Jenna and Kevin to talk about her time on the show, including how she got the role, the (perfect) song she wishes she could have sung to Mr. Schue, some of the other unhinged characters she's played before, and the time Grey's did a musical episode! Plus, the musical Sarah wrote when she was 11 about two outcast girls that the duo thinks she needs to produce asap, and the fun she is having on her new series, Mistletoe Murders, on Hallmark+.

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