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"Jackson baby, get some rest before surgery this afternoon. You look exhausted." Catherine cooed at her baby boy. He wasn't such a baby any more though, he was grown man. A grown man who was about to get married to his lover of over a year and best friend of six.
He nodded and kissed his mother on her cheek to say goodbye. They just finished a penile reconstruction which went from a three hour surgery to a seven. Sleep really was needed before he could go back into the OR.
For a quick moment he thought about paging April to their favorite on-call room to talk her into a quickie before his nap, but remembered hearing her paged a few hours earlier. He hadn't really talked to her since.
When he opened the door he found his fiancée sitting on the edge of the bed, with her head in her hands. She face was completely red and eyes redder and puffier than he could remember seeing them before.
"April, April, what's wrong?" He begged, sitting close to her. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. Something about the situation was oddly reminiscent of the patient she lost a year or so ago, right before they got back together. At least he hadn't seen her so upset since then.
"I—I—We lost her Jackson," She sniffled, using the small back of her hand to wipe her tears. "She's a single mother with two baby boys and she's gone. Th—They don't have their mother anymore because of me."
"Hey, hey, hey… it is not your fault. Do you hear me?" He told her, rather than asking her. She didn't answer him and he could still see her sniffling away her tears. "You did everything you could, you're a miracle worker April, but you're not…you're not God. You helped as best as you could and I'm sure her family knows that." Jackson watched her breathing slow a little more and saw the way she listened to him. Like she actually believed what he was saying. He had to admit that it was the best feeling in the world. Being loved by her that is.