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HIGHWAY FIFTY-EIGHT: Chapter One

chapter one: strawberry lemonade

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CHAPTER TWO

JACKSON

“Dude, yes. She said that. Goats.”

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This is part three of the small town story. Requested by @averysanatomy and anonymous. Parts: 1 & 2 

April stood at her her locker to organise herself for the day. She had a long day ahead of her and she liked to be prepared. April just finished grabbing the last book from the shelf when she felt two hands cover her eyes under her glasses.

“Good morning,” Jackson greeted hugging her. She’s much shorter than him so he crouched down so that his chin fits into the crook of her neck. 

April jumped at the surprise but immediately relaxed when she realised who it was. 

“Hi,” April turns around and regards his happy demeanour. “You’re in a good mood.”

“What?” he smirks at her and stands to full height. He generally quite laid back person. ”I can’t be in a good mood”

“Not before first period,” April states knowingly and laughs when he nudges her.

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CHAPTER ONE

APRIL

I already told myself that I wouldn’t cry today. Because when I cry, my mom cries. And when my mom starts crying, she doesn’t stop.

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NEW || Pizza

“Yes mom, I remember. Yeah. No, I didn’t make any plans, I told you I remember. Yeah, I know. I know, mom.” I said to the phone and rolled my eyes.

I laid back in my chair, raising my legs to rest them on my desk in front of me. Seeing this as a cue, Pickles, my dog –he was a Schnauzer. Or, well, a Miniature Schnauzer, but don’t tell him that- immediately jumped on my lap and curled in a little ball, his face turned just enough for him to eye me carefully from the corner or his eyes. I gave him a small smile.

“Yes, mom. Yes, I will. I will, I already told you, I-” I left my sentence unfinished, as she cut me off again. I groaned. “Mom! I said I’ll be there, would you drop it already?” I said, my voice raising and Pickles’ head shot up in alarm.

I let out sigh. “I know it’s important for dad, okay? I’ll be there, I promise.” I exclaimed in a much calmer demeanor. “I know you do. Yes. Yeah, okay. Alright. Aha. Okay, bye.” I mumbled, and quickly added “Love you!” before finally hanging up.

Pickles was stating right at me and with yet another sigh I raised my hand to pet his head. “I guess we’re going back to Moline for Thanksgiving, buddy.” I told him with a small grimace. “With all those annoying redheads you don’t like and the big scary cows.”

Prickles just blinked at me.

“Well, at least you’ll get to chaise around the chickens.” I said with a shrug, and at the last word he immediately stood up in alarm, his eyes wide and ears erected.

I giggled. “Not now dummy. At the farm. The only chickens you’ll find here are in the fridge. Which reminds me…” I trailed off, narrowing my eyes. I took hold of Pickles and gave him a quick kiss before setting him on the ground so that I could stand up. “Does pizza sound good for dinner?” I asked him. “Sure it does.” I replied to myself instead. “And some delicious dry food for my little man. How lucky are you to have me as a mom?”

He gaped at me.

I shook my head. “Okay, well, now I’m definitely not letting you take a single bite of pizza. You brought this on yourself, bud.” I muttered while walking to the kitchen cabinet and grabbing the catalog of the pizza place down the corner, the phone in my hand.

One-sided arguments with my dog. Story of my life.

With a sigh I quickly dilated the number. The beeping sound came twice before I heard a male voice echo in my ears.

“Pepi’s Pizza, how can I help you?”

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NEW || Train

She heard him before she saw him. Or rather, she heard his laughter. That warm and hearty laughter that stood up from the monotonous noise of the train’s passengers’ conversations. She didn’t even think about turning her head towards him, it just happened. And when her eyes fell on his figure, she reacted with a loud gulp.

Man, he was hot.

He was alone, leaning against the back wall of the wagon, earphones plugged to his ears as he was apparently in the middle of a phone call. His skin was the color of milk caramel, and looked just as delicious. His chest was large and muscular –not too much, but enough for her to be able to tell from above his t-shirt. She didn’t quite know how to explain it but is was as if a layer of freshness was covering his form, and she was suddenly sure that he would smell like mint. Her eyes drifted over his exposed neck and hands. And, oh, how she wished she could run her fingers over those arms of his. She shivered.

Well, obviously she couldn’t go over there and just introduce herself. No way in hell.

There was only one thing she could do. She could take a picture to show her best friend.

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Nobody Else But You

Hey guys! I’m back! I know it’s been a long long time since I have put out a one shot, or ever written anything in general, and I am so so sorry about that! I’ve been kinda busy, kinda lazy, its a terrible combination. But, I have this little japril one I’ve kinda been working on it, so I hope you like it! It’s set right before the boards, because a few of us were talking and we thought there should’ve been more japril screen time! It’s leading up to their moment in San Fran, enjoy! Please leave me a message and quick review of what you think! Thanks!

April stood at in front of the sink with a soapy dish towel in one hand and a small plate in the other. The water sloshed as the walls pulsed from the loud music playing in the connecting room. She gently dried off the plate and sat it on the drying rack beside her before she reached for another plate beneath the water. She repeated her process one after another entering into a daze while tapping her foot to the rhythm.

“Hey.” A voice spoke barely heard over the loud music of the party snapping her out of her daze after a few minutes. 

“Good God, Jackson! You nearly gave me a heart attack!” She reached a hand across her chest over her racing heart, dropping the plate she had been washing back into the soapy water with a splash. She tried to calm herself down by taking deep breaths as she turned to face him, “What are doing in here?” She breathed out still startled.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He chuckled a little, a smirk gracing his face as he walked over to lean on the island in the middle of the kitchen that separated them.

“Oh, uh… I’m just cleaning up. You know me, I can’t stand dirty dishes.” She twirled her fingers in the air then turned her back towards him as she quickly dried the suds off the top of her floral dress with a towel. She took a deep breath and picked up the plate again to rewash it. They were silent again but she could hear the music in the background, and she could feel Jackson’s eyes boring into her back. She could hear his light shuffle across the creaky tile floor, letting her know he was approaching her. 

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April had loved carnivals ever since she was a child. She would run to all the assorted stalls to a sample the different treats, ride the teacups until she was dizzy and try her best to win a stuffed animal at the simple games despite the fact that she was fiercely uncoordinated.  

However, April was dreading this particular one and was hoping that she could find her way out of going somehow.

She was running the kissing booth.  

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I Know A Place (Japril oneshot)

this was just a little idea that came to me!!! i love writing teenage japril, there’s a special spot in my heart for them. hope you guys like it and do notttt forget to review!! 

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Ours by Taylor Swift

SONG 4

OKAY SO I WAS IN A SLIGHTLY DEPRESSED MOOD TODAY BECAUSE WELL, YOU KNOW, I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE FINALE AND THAT IS NEVER A GOOD IDEA. *sigh* BUT, then my friend Annick wrote this fic (https://japril12.tumblr.com/post/161501421514/this-is-part-two-of-this-story-i-wasnt-going-to) and I got my I was like that One Republic song, FEELING ALL THE FEELS ONCE MORE, so I managed to write this.

Elevator buttons and morning air

Strangers’ silence makes me wanna take the stairs

If you were here we’d laugh about their vacant stares

But right now my time is theirs

They decide not to go back to work on the same day. It’s suspicious enough that they both took a week off, right after running away together. It was already her honeymoon week, she just didn’t spend it with the man she was supposed to. Or maybe, April wonders, she spent it with the man she was supposed to all along. Regardless, they don’t want to add more fuel to the fire, so she decides to go into work 2 days earlier than he does. 

She walks into a thankfully empty attending’s lounge. She opens the door to her locker, and out falls an invitation to her wedding, her other wedding. It was an extra one, possibly a sample she’d mistakenly brought into work, stuffed in the locker, and forgotten about. She wished she hadn’t. It reminds her of the wedding that was never completed. It’s not that she wanted it to be, she’s very happy with the other one, with the other man, but it reminds her of him. Mathew. He was excited, overjoyed. He couldn’t stop talking about it, actually. It hurt her that she’d hurt him. She had to, she didn’t have a choice, but it gave her no joy to hurt innocents. It’s true when they say that love is a battlefield, civilian fatalities and all. 

She spends the day being gawked at. Word spreads fast around Seattle grace, and they’re the talk of the hospital, she supposes. She hated the quiet elevator rides, with people staring at her wide eyed, and then giving each other looks, assuming she can’t tell. It’s not like she’s unaware that the moment she leaves the lift, their going to talk. 

Her friends aren’t so different. they go quiet the moment she walks by. They sound careful, as if they’re calculating their words so they don’t say anything offensive. They don’t want to come across as nosy, but they’re dying for the details. They just don’t know how to bring it up.It’s almost funny to her, how they skirt around the subject. 

“How was your week?” Arizona asks.

“What a week, huh.” Meredith says.

“Do anything interesting, Kepner?“Alex smirks.

"Kepner, I just want you to know, that I’m no longer just a friend, I’m a f-” Crstina gets cut off, by Dr.Bailey kicking her under the table, and all goes silent. 

She laughs, and mentally notes down all this conversations to go home and share with Jackson. 

She smiles, tells them that she’s had a good, slow week. She has had a good, slow week,for the most part. The moving in, had been tiring but breaking in their new home,well new at least for her, was fun. The rest of it, the rest of the best week of her life was for the two of them only. At least for now. It was their secret. It was their forever after. It was their perfectly kept bubble, where they hid from the rest of the world, away from anything that could pop it. 

They had finally gotten it right. She wanted to keep them there for as long as she could. 

Seems like there’s always someone who disapproves

They’ll judge it like they know about me and you

And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do

The jury’s out, but my choice is you

She hears the judgment next, and she misses the awkward probing. She hears it in the whispers in the halls, when she passes by, or in the nurse’s desk when she’s updating the OR board. They’re his people. The paramedics and the nurses even band together for the annual Grey Sloan Football Game, so it is understandable that they hate her. 

But some of the them, don’t know either of them, or even Mathew, but they judge. They talk. They say stupid things. They say she’s with Jackson for his money. 

“She probably slept her way to the lodox.”

They say they were cheaters, in an affair. They were going at it behind their partners back, and now she was pregnant, and he had to be with her. 

“So much for being a Christian.”

They say Jackson can’t make up his mind. He’s with her because he can’t ever decide between women. Maybe, he’s already playing her. Maybe she ran off with him, only to be left 2 days later. 

“That’s what happens when you have daddy issues.”

They call her names, they call him some too. Horrible, crude, awful names. They say they won’t last, if they’re even together that is. 

She tries her best not to cry. Not to wonder if the two of them are really as horrible as they are making them out to be. 

But then she remembers his words, what he said at the wedding, about how much he loves her, wants her and the vows he made to her not 24 hours later. She remembers the way he looked at her with hopeful need, silently begging her to love him, the joyful exuberance when he promised her the rest of forever. The reverence in the way he touches her body, makes her his. He’s gentle, and kind and loving, and he’s hers. For now, forever. Their words drown out, and his voice fills her ears and his face fills her vision. 

She doesn’t feel like crying after that 

You never know what people have up their sleeves

Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me

Lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles

But I don’t care ‘cause right now you’re mine

She sees Stephanie only on her 5th day back. She’s not sure how she went about avoiding her for so long, but she realizes that she’s not the only one who’s been hiding around corners when she’s seen the other girl.

It’s awkward. She sees the hurt in her face, when she looks at April. It makes her a little grateful that Mathew left Grey Sloan. She’s sad, and April feels horrible. She’s not the person to hurt anyone. She hates that she’s responsible, at least partially, for the way Stephanie feels. April’s aware, that deep down, even Stephanie knows there’s nothing that she could have done. She didn’t ask for him to interrupt her wedding, her other wedding. She didn’t ask for him to drag her along for so long. She didn’t ask him to pretend to like a girl while falling in love with another.

But, here’s what April knew about Jackson, he never had bad intentions. He did genuinely convince himself he didn’t love her. That he liked Stephanie instead. He hadn’t given her a reason that night, because he felt he couldn’t. He didn’t believe she’d actually want one. It’s hard to understand him sometimes, and she had a good feeling Stephanie had no idea how his head worked.

But she wanted to say sorry, anyway. Sorry they hadn’t figured it out earlier, sorry she was a side effect.

Leah seems angrier than even Stephanie, and she hears Jo defend her slightly. She’s not sure why, but she feels too guilty to appreciate it.

They scoff when she asks for something, but begrudgingly carry it out, because she’s still their superior. Leah calls her a bitch under her breath more than once, and April resists everything in her to tell her off.

They need to let this out, she thinks. She needs to let them let go. And if this is how Stephanie, or strangely Leah in support of her friend, wants to do it, they can.

Nothing changes the fact that it’s her who gets to go home to Jackson. For that, she’ll never be sorry.

‘Cause I love the gap between your teeth

And I love the riddles that you speak

And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored

'Cause my heart is yours

It’s Sunday, so they don’t have to go to work. They sleep in, and then stay in bed. She loves that she doesn’t feel guilty anymore about loving him. He’s her husband, she can be with him however and whenever she wants to. It feels comfortable and safe, and when he tries to say he’s sorry he didn’t wait, she teases him.

“You couldn’t even wait until we got married the next day.”

He chuckles, manages to look sheepish, as his face pops up from underneath the sheet.

“Well, that’s your fault,” He drops his mouth to her stomach, running his lips across the soft skin, “You are kind of irresistible.”

She giggles, and he covers her mouth with his.

“I love this,” He says and kisses her lips repeatedly, “and this.” He moves his mouth to her neck and she sighs appreciatively. “I really love this." 

She giggles, and pushes him away. He balances his weight in his arms. She smiles up at him. He’s so beautiful. She can’t help but marvel at how lucky she got. He’s got a beautiful soul, and that’s her favorite thing about him, but she’s not unaware of the chiseled cheekbones, the freckles across his nose, the strong hands, and the exquisite eyes. 

"We’re going to have to call our parents soon.” She mumbles. She’s not ready to be honest. She knew they weren’t too thrilled about it. They knew that she was with Jackson, but that’s the most they knew. But they didn’t know that they were married. And Jackson’s mom? Well she knew nothing.

“What is it with you and talking about my mom during sex?” He grins, and shakes his head, dropping to the other side of the bed. He places his head on one arm and turns his body to face her.

“Shut up.” She swats his chest, and he grabs hold of her hand and kisses her palm.

“Your dad is going to kill me. I’m that asshole who stole his daughter from her wedding, and then married her in a makeshift wedding in Lake Tahoe they weren’t invited to.” Jackson groans and drops his head to her chest.

She rubs his head, running her hands across the soft bristles of the curls he shaved off that morning.

“He probably will.” She says, and he looks up at her laughing, and mercilessly tickles her.

“Stop, stop. I’m joking.” She yells, the laughter not dying down.

“Hm, try to sass me one more time.” He warns playfully, and she kisses his jaw.

“I don’t care what anyone thinks,” She tells him, as she climbs on to his lap, “It’s always been me and you, anyway.”

“Me and you.” He repeats, and flips her over.

Don’t you worry your pretty little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

Life makes love look hard

But they can’t take what's ours

“Did you get the email from the board?” He asks her, while they’re safely inside their sleeping patient’s room.

“I did,” She nods, not looking up from the tab she’s pretending to look at. Sure, they got caught by Webber, and Alex and Jo, but the rest of the hospital didn’t know yet. Maybe it didn’t matter really, because she had a feeling that the email meant they’d find out soon enough.

“Hey,” He says, and she lets herself look up, “It’ll be okay.”

She nods, and sighs.

“They’ll hate us more when they find out what we did.” She mumbles.

“What we did, was get married to the loves of our lives,” He says, a little too sternly, and she can tell he’s a little angry, “We didn’t do anything wrong, April. Sure, we could’ve gone about a little better, but I don’t regret it. Not one bit.”

“I don’t either, Jackson, of course I don’t, but-”

“Well then, that’s it. We love each other, and we love being married to each other. They can hate us all they want. They can call us selfish, and naive and idiots in love and none of that will matter,” He says, and walks up to her, “Know why?”

She shakes her head, slowly, and places her hands on his chest, after taking a peek at the patient to make sure she was still asleep.

“Because, you… are my wife. And that is the single best decision I have ever made in my entire life. Let them try to convince me otherwise.” He tells her, his eyes glinting with defiance and pride.

“You’re my husband,” She says, and he nods at her, almost confirming it. It’s still foreign on her tongue. Jackson Avery, her husband. The man she’d spent so long trying to figure out, so long loving without knowing she loved him and so long thinking he never loved her back. Her husband.

“So they can go…. screw themselves.” She whispers the last part.

He chuckles, because he knows she doesn’t curse, basically ever, and this is the best she’s got, “Unlike us.”

“Huh?” She asks, eyebrows raised.

“Because we can screw each other.” He laughs and she pushes him away.

“You’re disgusting.” She claims, but she’s laughs along, and they look back to see that their patient is stirring awake.

Later, when she sits inside the board room, telling their friends and colleagues about their elopement, she realizes this is just the beginning. This is nothing compared to all the trials they’ll go through together. But as she looks at him, calling her his wife as if he’s won the lottery, as if he wants to yell it from a rooftop, she’s not so scared anymore.

Come what will, they got this, because they got each other.

The stakes are high, the water’s rough

But this love is ours

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Part three of this story requested by @astoldbyacertifiedunicorn ,@averysanatomy , @fuckwithdacey ,@japrilgreys and others. You can check out part two here. 

Alright, I’m issuing a warning because due to several requests this part is rated M and another because I’ve never written M before and you guys might hate this so you’ve been warned.

“Avery, are you even listening to me?”

“Yes, listening. You have my full attention,” Jackson answers. He didn’t get as much sleep as she wanted to because of last night. He never saw this thing with April coming. He had something change between them over the weeks but if she hadn’t kissed him last night he would have never had acted on it. “Bailey doesn’t want to do the transfer.” 

Bailey was viciously cautious about him and Sloan performing a lymph node transfer on one of her old patient’s.

“This was your idea and I’m trusting you to convince her. Put her mind at ease.” Mark set his chart down and faces him. “I have no reason to doubt you and neither does she. I mean you’ve learnt from the very best.”

It sometimes amazed Jackson how Sloan could turn a compliment back onto himself.  

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This is part two of this story. I wasn’t going to write a follow-up but shout out to @averysanatomy and @astoldbyacertifiedunicorn  who bother me all the time lol. And Mel and I were talking about how April and Lexie should have been friends so I started writing and this came out.

Jackson nods in satisfaction to himself when April turns over the card and pulls her lip into a half smile. The two of them were currently in her office on a break.

Since their decision to become study buddies for the American Board of Surgery certifying exam Jackson had been reacquainted with many of April Kepner’s small tells. He remembered a few of them from when they were studying for their intern exams back at Mercy West.

He and April along with their best friends Charles and Reed had spent the hours that they weren’t in surgery reviewing for the exam. When April had been the one posing them questions he could tell when the answer was correct or incorrect by her body language.

The way she’d twirl her pencil in the moments in between breaks, or when she would tie her her up so he could see the smooth expanse of skin on her neck and when April would bite her lip to stop smiling it usually meant that he was right.

He may be fairly distracted.

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Set in Grey’s episode 8x14 “All You Need Is Love”. Ok, so I was talking with @astoldbyacertifiedunicorn and it wasn’t about Japril this time 😆. It was about how Slexie were meant to be and should have gotten back together. So I had to dig around my computer, find this and finish it. Oh, and include Japril in it too.

 Also, I think if you’re gonna watch Grey’s you need a survival buddy because talking about it will definitely calm you down.

He said that it was new and fresh Lexie thought as she walked down the hallway with Zola on her hip. 

And while that statement was supposed to be something that meant possibility and hope for Mark and whoever he was seeing, it meant something more to her.

It meant that she still had a chance.

She knew it and had even voiced it to Zola. Lexie doubted that her niece could understand her but as they walked down the hall to Mark’s front door she was grateful for the moral support.

However, she didn’t expect her ex-boyfriend to be hanging out in the apartment that she and Mark. It always rattled her that Jackson and Mark were such good friends and she was about to say some very personal, life-affirming things and she could do that with him here.

Lexie had managed to sit through dinner with two men, a toddler and a baby and she was counting down the minutes until she could leave and question her life choices.

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Requested by anonymous

It was funny how so many life changing moments in April Kepner’s life were reduced to text on a piece of paper and slipped inside an envelope. 

Her choice of college, her residency match to Mercy West, well all except her Boards results, that bad news was delivered swiftly by text.

Gotta love modern technology. 

She had always wanted to be a mother, even before she knew she wanted to be a doctor. But then again she also wanted to be a virgin on her wedding night to her husband.

Ever since her return to Seattle she and Jackson couldn’t keep away from each other. April kept attributing it to her own natural weakness for him. It would have been much easier to stop the cycle of what they were doing if he wasn’t her best friend, the person that knew her the best since they met.

And now she was pregnant with her best friend’s baby and everything was a mess.

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This is part two to this one shot. Requested by @japriet, @astoldbyacertifiedunicorn and @averysanatomy. 

April grumbled to herself as she pulled into one of the student designated parking spots outside of her school. When she had first started driving lessons her father had promised her that she would have a vehicle of very her own. She was surprised at his promise because while he made an honest living the Kepner’s weren’t exactly rolling in it. However, he made good on his promise when April received her license. 

Joe gave her his used pickup truck that he used to make deliveries to the local markets in. The old farm produce logo was half scratched off but still visible on the side door. When April started using it was a tad uncooperative but now it was definitely on its last legs. 

She was one more morning drive away from calling AAA.

April hopped out of the driver’s seat after putting the car in park. She successfully slipped her backpack over her shoulder while reaching for a worn cardboard box in the backseat. 

Today was a big day for her. And while in others eyes it would be deemed as insignificant or extremely geeky, she was bursting with excitement.

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Unconditionally

Hello all! ITS TGIT GREY’S DAY! I’m so excited! I hope we get some Japril tonight, but if we don’t, this is my gift to you! I’ve been busy with school recently, and I’m very sorry, but its summer now! I am planning on continuing all my one shot series, so that’s something to look forward to during the hiatus lol. Lastly, thank you to everyone who has read every chapter and encouraged me and helped me! Enjoy!

Unconditionally - Katy Perry Come just as you are to me Don’t need apologies Know that you are all worthy I’ll take your bad days with your good Walk through this storm I would I’d do it all because I love you

Jackson raced through the double sliding doors into the ER with a sleepy one year old in one arm and a screaming four year old in the other. His daughter lagged behind, prancing around in her own little world, oblivious to the panic her father was filled with. Everyone in the waiting room’s attention shifted to them, mainly due to the crying little boy. Tears were streaming down his face as he squirmed in pain trying to get out of his father’s arms.

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OUTTAKE #1 - MOTHER’S DAY

JACKSON

If there’s one thing April doesn’t get to do much of, it’s sleep in. After Rae was born about ten months ago, our sleep went out the window. As surgeons, we already don’t get enough of it, and with a baby… somehow, there’s even less.

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