A/N: I really wanted to start a new story, and I knew it had to be a couple from Grey's. My first and obvious thought was Slexie, but that was too painful. Plus I realized that what I really want is to write about Japril. So after an hour of searching the Internet for good plot ideas, I wrote the first chapter. I really don't know how all of my fellow Japril shippers will like it, but I like it. So I hope you do, too. Have fun reading it. I had fun writing it. Xoxo
April had never been to a psychiatrist before. She had needed it before because her life can get stressful, but God usually helped her through the tough times. But this time was different. This time she was sure she had gone insane.
She was sitting in a comfortable chair and the psychiatrist was staring at her. She couldn't see it, because she was looking at her hands on her lap, but she could feel it. And it was really uncomfortable and awkward. She didn't know why she had come here. She would have felt better if she had just gone to the chapel and prayed. But she couldn't change it now.
„We've been sitting here for ten minutes. I think it would be better for you if you talked about what's bothering you," the psychiatrist said. Dr Wyatt, April remembered. That was her name.
April thought it hadn't really been an appropriate thing to say. The woman was a psychiatrist so she should know that saying something like that isn't what a patient wants to hear. April wasn't a psychiatrist, but she was a surgeon, so she knew how to properly talk to patients.
But oddly enough, it worked. She started talking. „I'm probably going insane. I've had sort of a recurring dream the past two nights. I keep seeing the same guy and we usually just hang out, have dinner, go to the movies. Go on normal dates. And in my dreams, I'm falling in love with him. And that would probably be fine, because people have strange dreams all the time. Except this doesn't go away. I wake up and I know for sure that he is real. That I'm in a relationship, that I will see him as soon as I get out of the bed. And then I remember that it was a dream, but the feeling doesn't go away."
April finished talking. She wanted to keep going, keep talking about her imaginary lover, but she had said enough already. She looked at Dr Wyatt for a second and then turned her head to look out of the window.
„You haven't gone insane. It's normal for the human brain to make up a scenario while you're asleep, and it's also normal to feel like your dream life is real. You're not the only person who has felt this, and you won't be the last. This probably means that you need a steady relationship in your life."
April listened to the psychiatrist, and it made sense, but it also didn't make sense at all. Because she knew that this wasn't the case for her.
But before she could say anything, April's pager went off so she quickly stood up from the chair and took her lab coat from the clothes rack where she had put it. „I have to go. They need me in the ER."
April had just come out of a surgery and it was late. She would have gone home, but it was so late and she was too tired to drive. Besides she had to be in the hospital early in the morning anyway so she just went to one of the on call rooms to sleep. At first she walked into a room with Derek and Meredith. Luckily they were actually asleep. Not.. Busy. She quietly closed the door and went to another room that was empty and closed the door behind her. She fell asleep right after she got on the bed.
April opened her eyes. She wasn't in the on call room anymore. She was in a light beige room, and the bed she was in was really comfortable. But the best part about it was the amazing guy sleeping next to her. Jackson. April smiled lightly and said Jackson's name. Jackson only made a grunting noise and kept sleeping. April shook her head lightly and got out of the bed to make coffee. She put on a robe and walked into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes. She let out a yawn and got a mug out of the cupboard.
By the time she had finished making two cups of coffee, Jackson had walked into the kitchen and kissed April on her forehead. „Good morning."
„Good morning. I made coffee." April pushed one mug towards Jackson and then took the other mug and sat behind the kitchen table.
But as soon as April had sat down, she heard a weird beeping sound. It didn't fit into the kitchen and she gave Jackson a questioning look. After a second she started to feel like she knew the beeping sound, but it still didn't feel right.
After a few more seconds, it finally clicked.
April woke up to the sound of her pager. She felt a bit frustrated because her dream was interrupted, but she quickly shook it off and got out of the bed.
She must be going insane, because this had been the third night she had seen Jackson in her dreams and this time she was sure she was in love with him. But how could she be in love with a dream?