I don't know, you guys - this kinda came out of nowhere a few days ago and so here it is. I feel like it's important to say I hope the show doesn't take this route, becuase it's so cliched. But, I can also see how it's the easy route to create a story, so I guess I wouldn't be surprised if they did do this. At any rate, there will probably only be one more part to this, although I guess you never know with me, do you! Hope you enjoy it - please let me know! Thanks for reading!

"Oh, God," April whispered, sinking down to sit on the bench in front of her cubby in the resident's lounge.

This could not be happening, she thought and then couldn't help letting a sarcastic snort of laughter escape her lips as she recalled how many times that phrase had applied to her life in the last couple of months. So many things that, at the time, she couldn't believe were happening, things that were not in the plans.

She hadn't planned to fail her boards, of course. Hadn't planned on losing all her job offers and then gaining one back in a cruel twist of fate. She winced, as she always did, as they all seemed to, at the thought of Lexie.

She definitely hadn't planned on attending yet another funeral of a friend who hadn't made it to her thirtieth birthday.

And she really, really hadn't planned on a crazy rush of adrenaline that had led her to have sex with her best friend – and wind up pregnant.

April didn't mean to tell anyone. She wasn't going to, at least not until she figured out when – and how – to tell Jackson. But when she sat down on the bench in the lounge, she herself had only known for a few hours. Her lab coat had gotten gross that morning, so she'd ducked into the lounge and grabbed a spare from the back of her cubby. Walking back to the ER, she'd stuck her hands in the pockets and her right hand had closed around a tampon. Which is when she'd suddenly realized she hadn't had to use one in way too long – not since before San Francisco. Before sleeping with Jackson. With the stress of failing, having no job, getting ready to move back to Ohio and then the plane crash and the funeral – she totally hadn't even noticed.

So the first chance she got, she'd grabbed a test from a supply closet and snuck off to a little-used bathroom to confirm her sudden gut instinct. She'd stared at the positive result in shock before, like Scarlett O'Hara, deciding she simply couldn't think about it then and had marched back off to work.

But of course it had been all that she could think about, even as she was finishing up her shift in the ER. Thankfully it was a light afternoon and she been able to mostly just sign off on charts before finally escaping.

And now, thankfully, she was alone in the lounge as the full realization hit her like a ton of bricks. Pregnant. A baby. With Jackson.

This was SO not in the plans.

She really hadn't meant to tell anyone. And, in her defense, she didn't really tell them – it just sort of – happened. She didn't even know how long she sat there on that bench, staring into space, before there were voices outside the door and then Meredith and Cristina entered the room.

"Hey, Kepner." Cristina tossed the words casually in her direction, without really looking at her as she walked to her own cubby, but Meredith paused, looking at her with mild concern.

"You okay, April? You look kinda – funny."

"What? Oh, no, I'm not – I mean, yeah, I'm okay," April stammered out and Meredith frowned.

"You sure?"

April just nodded and Meredith shrugged, moving towards her cubby.

"We're heading over to Joe's, wanna come with?" she offered.

"I can't," April replied without thinking. "I can't drink."

Meredith frowned again, this time in confusion. "What? What do you mean you can't drink?"

The question seemed to jolt her back to reality and her eyes widened as she realized what she'd said.

Cristina glanced over at her curiously. "Do you have some kind of weird disease or something?" she asked. "Cause it's not like you'd be pregnant or anything, right?" she added with a laugh and Meredith couldn't help but giggle too.

"Um," April said, "I – uh…" Words failed her and she knew she was pretty incapable of lying anyway, so she just let the sentence trail off lamely and suddenly Cristina spun around to face her.

"Oh, my God, you are pregnant, aren't you? That's why you failed the boards! You lost your virgin superpowers!" Cristina looked triumphant. "I can't believe I didn't figure it out before!"

Meredith looked even more confused than she had before. "Virgin superpowers?" she echoed quietly, looking at April for clarification.

April shrugged. "It's a theory she came up with last year – I don't know."

"Who was it?" Cristina demanded. "Do we know him?"

April glared at her. "I'm not telling you."

"Hah – so it's true!"

Meredith sat down next to April. "Is it? Are you –" she gestured in the general vicinity of April's stomach.

April sighed. "Yeah," she admitted, knowing it would be easier to just go ahead and be honest. "But I only just found out, so please, please don't tell anyone till I've had a chance to tell – him."

Meredith nodded and Cristina shrugged. "So he's here then? And we do know him?" she asked again.

"Yes, but –" she paused and took a deep breath, feeling completely overwhelmed all of a sudden. "Can we please not play a guessing game about it?" she asked, hating the pleading note in her voice but somehow unable to eliminate it.

"Sure. Just tell us whose it is," Cristina said with a grin. "No guessing required."

April rolled her eyes. "Very funny, Cristina."

Meredith shook her head. "C'mon, leave her alone."

"You're no fun, Mer," Cristina complained.

Meredith shrugged. "I already know who the guy is. I don't have to be fun."

April and Cristina both stared at her in surprise. "Wha-" "How?"

Meredith shrugged again, hiding a grin. "Well, it's obvious. He's been different ever since the boards – watching you when he thinks no one's looking, being much more concerned and attentive than just a friend would be – it just makes sense."

"Really?" April asked, sounding incredulous and Meredith nodded.

"Really."

Cristina was starting to look a little murderous and April gave in, knowing that she would know soon enough anyway. "It's Jackson," she admitted. "In San Francisco, at the boards. You were helping Meredith while she was sick and Alex had run back here because of Morgan's baby and it was just me and him hanging out in the hotel and then I got in a fight in the bar and the adrenaline was flowing and we just – let ourselves get carried away."

"You got in a fight? In the bar?" It was Cristina's turn to be incredulous and April laughed.

"Yeah. Long story. So anyway –" she sighed, her expression turning serious again, "I better skip Joe's and find him to break the news. Oh God," she said softly. "I really don't want to."

Meredith and Cristina both looked sympathetic. "But you have to," Meredith said. "Trust me, the sooner the better."

Cristina nodded in agreement, adding, "Good luck."

"Thanks," April said, watching them leave and trying to figure out how she was going to do this.