I know, I know, another story! I promise this one won't be that long though, and I'm on a three-week break now so I should be able to update all three of them equally! Anyways, special thanks to everybody on Tumblr who asked for this story and wanted me to write a full-blown fic about it. It's a completely new genre for me but I think it worked out alright, but let me know what you think. Enjoy!


"Kepner, come on!"

She turns to the sound of her partner's voice, quickly grabbing her coffee, now gone cold, before she jogs to catch up with the other woman.

"You're running late this morning." Lexie, her partner, teases with a grin.

The redhead stares straight ahead and sighs, "I was at home reading a book all night, before you start making assumptions."

The slightly younger woman laughs and holds up her hands defensively before sticking them into the pockets of her long red coat, "I never said anything. But, maybe it might be a good idea if you got out every once in a while."

"I'm fine, Lex."

"I just meant to a club or whatever. We're still young, we should enjoy it while we can. Besides, you need loosening up."

"I am... loose."

Lexie rolls her eyes, "Kepner, you're far from fucking loose. When was the last time you even kissed a guy?"

"That's none of your business." She warns her and flicks her red hair behind her shoulders as they arrive near the site.

"Look, I know that you have your whole virgin 'til marriage thing, but come on, just one party?" Lexie pleads and snaps her fingers, "Oh, my birthday party tomorrow night?"

April laughs, "Why are you dead-set on loosening me up?"

"Because you need it. You walk around like you've got a stick up your ass."

She takes a sip of the liquid as they walk and chooses to ignore her comment, slipping under the yellow Caution tape and stopping in front of a hole in the ground.

April stares down into the hole and raises a brow, "Grave?"

The man on the other side of the gap nods once and looks up from his notepad. "Caretaker said he came down to water the flowers at five this morning, and found our vic lying just lying there. You wanna know the best part?" Alex, the man (another detective on her team) asks.

She watches as Lexie walks around the site and kneels down on the other side. April looks back up at Alex, "What's the best part?"

"Before this morning, the grave was already used and covered."

Lexie perks up, "So... what? They dig up a corpse and throw somebody else down there?" She frowns and glances down at the grace again.

"Do we have a cause of death?"

Alex looks over at her, "I'd say our guy here was shot. And judging from the blood spatter, I'd say it was pretty close range."

April points down at the body resting in the ditch, "Let's get him out of there as soon as possible and down to the coroner's office. And then get the crime lab down here and do a sweep of the place."

"You expect them to search the whole freaking graveyard?"

She crosses her arms over her chest at Alex's question and raises her brows, "I expect them to do their job." She tells him pointedly before turning on her heel and walking away.

Lexie laughs beside him, watching as he pulls a face behind the redhead's back. She smacks his arm with a 'tsk', "Don't piss her off."

"It's not my fault she's not getting any." He retorts, closing his pad and storing it away in his coat pocket. He steps closer to Lexie with a soft smirk, "You doing anything later?"

She rolls her eyes, "Alex, you have a girlfriend. And I have a boyfriend. Don't do it."

"You're telling me you haven't thought about it?"

He shrugs as he asks and reaches out to touch her arm but she pulls away, "Mark is gonna beat your ass."

Alex chuckles and backs away, hands help up in front of him, "No need to bring violence into this, Grey."

Lexie walks away then, following her partner's footsteps towards the car.

She slips into the driver's seat and glances over at April, taking by something on her phone.

"Dirty text message?"

April licks her lips, "Is that all you ever think about?"

The brunette shrugs before starting the ignition, "Uh, yeah, because I haven't sworn myself over to Jesus."


Sometime later during the day, Lexie's pulls April away from a conversation. She tugs on her arm and leads her down the hallway until they reach the elevator.

Stepping inside, April frowns with confusion, "What are you doing?"

Lexie shrugs, "Our beautiful coroner has some news."

"Beautiful?"

"Please, Kepner, you've seen the guy." She says as thought it's suffice. "His face is fucking delicious."

April gasps and opens her mouth, "Oh my god, did you-"

"No, no. I wish though, right? Can you imagine that guy above-"

"I really don't wanna hear this."

Lexie continues anyway, holding her hands open wide as they leave the elevator and walk down the dimly lit hallway, "Jesus Christ, those hands. I mean, i know they're inside dead bodies all day but holy-"

"Lexie."

"What I wouldn't give to see those eyes when he-"

"Lexie!" April snaps and turns to her partner, her tone sharp and her eyes daggers, "Shut up." She spins back around and turns the handle to the office, passing through it quickly and leaving the brunette to trail behind.

"We got a cause of death?"

The coroner glances up briefly from the other side of the room, his green eyes catching hers quickly with a grin, "I've got a time of death."

April goes to reply but finds herself cut off by the other woman in the room,

"That's great, but we really need the cause." Lexie says as she steps forward and leans against the table, pressing her elbows into the cold steel. She stares over at him, watching intently as he stands up and comes closer.

Jackson, the coroner in question, rolls his eyes and slides the chart across the table so she can read it herself. He stops beside April and peeks down at her with a smile.

The redhead nods and softly returns the smile, chewing down on her bottom lip as she casts her gaze down to the chart that her partner is fondling.

"Well?"

Lexie lifts her head, "He was poisoned?"

"That sounds a little weird for a graveyard dump." April adds and creases her forehead.

"Your guy here ingested a lethal dose of cyanide. I'm guessing her didn't inflict it on himself so I'll let you two geniuses work that one out." He folds his arms over his chest with a smirk.

"That explains why he's blue at least. How long does it take to kick in and kill someone?" April asks as she looks over at the dead body across the room.

He shrugs, "I'd say between 2 to 5 minutes, tops. The victim should heavy breath for a while first before they feel the punch and then they lose the ability to breathe in oxygen, if that helps at all."

Lexie nods and drops the chart onto the metal bed before slipping her phone from her pocket and quickly dialing a number. "I'll be right back." She rushes out through the door, leaving the other two ponder in an awkward quiet.

April keeps her gaze on the corpse while he just stares down at her for a moment, letting the silence take over as he steps closer to her.

"Are we still on for dinner tonight?"

She lifts her head at his question, a gentle blush covering her cheeks as she chews on her bottom lip. "I never said yes. I said I'd think about it."

Jackson smirks and pulls his gloves off before folding his arms back over his chest as he raises a brow, "That was a week ago."

"Well,I- I had a lot of stuff to do." She attempts, letting her shoulders rise and fall, and licking her dry lips as she daringly looks up at him.

"Like what?" He steps closer to her, pressing against her side and reaching a hand to her waist until she takes a tentative step back. He sighs and closes his eyes for a short second with a frown.

April swallows a breath, "Okay, uh-" She begins, turning to face him completely and slipping her hands into her pockets as she lets her teeth bite down on her bottom lip, "Fine."

"What's fine?" He grins like a child and she can't help but let out a soft giggle.

"I'll have dinner with you." She replies back and he takes another step forward.

"Yeah?"

She slowly nods again and smiles, "Yes, okay? Now, can you please sort that out?" She points over to the man lying dead cold across the room on a slab and pulls a face, "I skipped lunch so that's-"

He licks his lips, "So, you are going to be very hungry later." He reasons with a slight nod and smirks when she blushes again at his supposed innuendo.

Jackson moves a hand past her waist, reaching forward to retrieve a fresh pair of gloves and she pauses still as he moves so close against her. She thinks that he's doing it on purpose, making her all nervous and twitchy around him just to rattled her cage and make her want him a little bit more. But she won't, she can't, or at least she tells herself as much.

He applies his fresh pair of latex gloves and grins down at her, tapping his hands together between them and watching her every move. She tilts her head to the side and looks away for second before glancing back up at him, her breath cutting short when she finds that he's still gazing down at her.

"What?"

He chuckles, "I'm just wondering how long you're gonna stand there."

April frowns, "I'm waiting for Lexie to come back." She explains with a shrug and he grins and leans down to her level.

"Yeah, she's not coming back." He informs her and walks away then, going back over to the other side of the room and grabbing a bottle of bleach. He picks up a mask and pulls on the strings, "I'm gonna start cleaning him up so you might wanna-" He indicates towards the door with a smile and she nods quickly.

"Right, yeah." She scratches the back of her neck and shakes her head lightly as she heads for the doors.

He calls out behind her as she leaves, slipping the mask over his face to cover his mouth, "I'll see you at seven."

April just bites down on her lip again with a obvious smile as she waves him goodbye and passes through the door, trying to convince herself that she's not excited about her evening plans.


"We got a name yet?"

Lexie shakes her head and leans back in her chair as it spins around, "I don't get it. I mean, somebody digs up a grave, snatches the body and then replaces it with some random guy?"

"And rob the body." April adds and taps her pen against the desk repeatedly. "We haven't got an ID on the vic yet so we can't contact his neighbours or family members." She pauses for a second and tugs at the corners of her mouth, "Random mugging?"

"Unless our homeless mugger was also a necrophiliac, then I doubt it." Lexie points out, throwing her pen across the desks and groaning aloud, throwing her head back. "Hey, what time are you finished tonight?"

April lifts her head, "Uh- Seven, I think. So, in two minutes." She smiles.

Lexie nods and pouts, "God, I can't believe I said I'd work 'til eleven today, and then Mark goes and changes his schedule so he's off on Wednesdays. Unbelievable! We were supposed to have celebratory sex tonight."

"Aww, what are you celebrating?"

"Our amazing sex yesterday." Lexie smirks, before sitting upright all of a sudden, "Hey, you're not doing anything, right? Can you take my shift?"

She's kind of worn out, and tired, and wants nothing more than to curl up on her couch with tea and a book.

But she can't, because she promised an impossibly handsome man that she'd have dinner with him.

April falters and pushes a strand of hair behind her ear, "Actually, uh- I have-"

"You ready to go?" Jackson asks as he turns up next to her, leaning his elbows against her desk patiently.

She takes a deep breath and slowly nods, looking over at him unsurely. She quickly glances over at Lexie, who sends her a 'wtf' look.

He seems to sense that she's not feeling it and he smiles, "You're gonna bail on me again, aren't you?" He asks her quietly, tapping his fingers against her untidy desk.

April sighs, "I'm sorry, I just- This case is- I'm sorry. I promised that I'd go to dinner with you, and we will. We'll go out. I made you wait over a week for my answer so yes, we'll go." She stands up and grabs her jacket from the back of her chair quickly. She hurriedly slips her arms through the sleeves and closes down her computer before picking up her cell off of the desk. She glances down at it briefly before slipping it into her pocket and chewing on her bottom lip again, a habit of hers that he can't help but enjoy.

She smiles for one last time at her confused partner, and turns around to start out the building when he follows and walks by her side, "So, we were gonna go to this nice restaurant downtown. I mean, it's not too nice or anything but it would have been nice, you know?"

The redhead raises a brow, "Do you take all of your lady friends there?"

"That depends if you're one of my lady friends or not." He tells her and holds the door open for her as they leave the building and walk toward the parking lot.

April starts to head to her car when she feels him tug on her hand and pull her back to him. She follows suit and stops in front of his car, slipping into the passenger side when he points at the door accordingly.


"This is actually much better than some fancy restaurant."

He nods beside her and holds out another beer, "Drink?"

April gladly accepts the drink from him and takes a sip before cradling the bottles between her hands. She stays silent for a moment, staring down at the material of his couch, her eyes drifting to his jeans, "Thank you."

"You are completely welcome." Jackson tells her, leaning down and placing his half-empty bottle on the wooden floor. He falls back against the side of his couch and watches as she shifts comfortably on her end. "Are you okay?"

She nods eagerly and forces a smile, "Yeah, yeah, I'm just a little worn out from this case."

"You not catch the guy yet?"

"We haven't even identified the vic. No prints, no ID. He's not in the system."

Jackson ponders for a second, "No witnesses?"

She shakes her head and slightly frowns with a sigh, "None. We have nothing, but this guy is just- I mean, you saw him. He was young, and I bet he had a family who cared about him, maybe even a girlfriend, and we can't even tell them that he's gone because we have no idea who they are, or who he is." She stresses and runs a hand through her hair.

He doesn't think he's ever seen someone look so perfect and comfortable in a pair of jeans and a sweater. She has this effortless glow about her that makes it incredibly difficult for him to not jump her right there and then. Her red hair is sprung across her shoulders and her face is perfectly shaped and natural.

She bites her lip again and crosses her legs beneath her body, her hands clasping the bottle of beer tight between her hands. She seems out of it, distant and he leans forward to snap her out of her trance. "April." He whispers and she turns to him after a moment.

"Yeah?" Her voice is almost mute and he can't help but rest a hand on her waist and draw her closer to him.

Jackson glances down at her mouth, his eyes darting between her eyes and lips and watching as she licks her lower lip. "I'm gonna kiss you."

Withing a second, both of his hands are on her waist and she's pulled against him, her hands flat against his chest as he kisses her . She pulls away after a moment, her right hand grasping at the collar of his shirt needily.

"That... uh-" It's been what seems like forever since she's been kissed, and his obviously talented mouth is not helping her situation.

He nods and tugs at the bottom of her sweater to pull her flush against his body, his hands cupping the back of her neck and dragging her face back down to his own. He smashes his lips against hers again, his tongue seeping through between her teeth. She bites his tongue, but he doesn't pull back, instead he just smirks against her mouth and traces his hands down her body until they rest on her thighs, spreading her legs so she straddles his waist with expertise.

April moans against him and lets the bottle, still in her left hand, drop to the floor, neither of them flinching as it falls with a clank.

His hands smooth up and down her thighs slowly until they stop at the waistband of her jeans and she pauses against him when he pops open the button and unzips them. She doesn't back away, but instead mutters against his mouth, "Don't do that."

He frowns and slips his other hand up the side of her body to cup her face, "Why not?"

"I'm not sure-"

"There's a first time for everything, right?" He teases her before he bites her bottom lip.

She moans against his entire body and wraps her arms around his neck tightly, finding her own body arching backwards when he slips his hand down the front of her jeans, rubbing against the front of her underwear.

She doesn't have the heart to tell him to stop, or to inform him that she's never done this, or that she promised she wouldn't. The thought doesn't cross her mind because he's making her feel this good and she doesn't want it to ever end.

Jackson grunts when she moves her hands down his chest and presses them against the front of his jeans, her fingers messily toying with the zip.

It's the ringing of her cell phone that almost stops her grinding against his body but she quickly grabs his hand to keep it in place against her womanhood, to make sure he doesn't stop the wonderful sensations erupting within her.

He pulls away from her lips and groans, letting his eyes shut though he continues to touch her slowly. He drops his head back against the side of the couch before gazing up at her with those green orbs of his, "You need to answer it."

April whines and deeply bites into her lip, her teeth almost drawing blood from the aggravation. "But- I- I'm-" She slams her hands against his chest and tosses her head back then, her hip movements slowly coming to an end against his lap as she capstones. He can't help but keep his eyes on her as she climaxes above him, her body convulsing with every thrust against his body. She shivers again and finally lets her bottom lip slip from between her teeth. She swallows a sharp breath and opens her eyes gently, her hands shaking against his toned chest.

His face is in awe, and he softly smirks, "Did you just-"

She simply nods, out of breath, and licks her lips, "Yeah."

"Was that your first-"

"Yeah."

She drops her head to his shoulder and he sighs shortly. "Jesus Christ." Watching her react to him in such a way had to be one of the best things he'd ever seen or shared as an experience, and the fact that it was her first orgasm did unspeakable things to him.

"My phone-" She leans over the couch and retrieves her phone from his coffee table, checking to find a missed call from Lexie. "Crap." She groans and stuffs her phone into her pocket quickly. Staring down at him, she cups the sides of his face and kisses him sweetly, "I have to go."

"You can take my car." He tells her as she moves off of him and stands up, brushing herself down and fastening her jeans back up.

She frowns, "Are you not gonna-"

Jackson holds back a grin and glances at his lap, which she copies and notices his obvious arousal.

"Oh, shit." She mutters and he nods.

"It's fine, just- Go." He picks up the forgotten beer from the floor and takes a swig as she picks up his keys from the table, "Come back later?"

April smiles and sends him a quick nod before slipping through the hall and out the front door, leaving him to take care of himself.

"Jesus Christ." He breathes out again, rubbing a hand over his face as he lies back against the couch.