Hey guy's I am just having a little fun with the characters but sadly don't own anything...it all belongs to Shonda, besides the DVD's and Soundtracks I have standing in my room :)

April Kepner is a well-known Trauma Doctor. Inters want to be like her, Doctors respect her and people love her. Why? Because she is a hero, she serves for her country. After passing the boards in her first attempt, she specialized at Trauma and developed a new and better system to organize the ER. Her System was worldwide copied and the Hospital she worked for got a lot of money out of it. Because of her the ruined Hospital in North Carolina became in the next five years to one of the best in the States. But April wasn't there anymore to teach new interns, she instead chose to risk her life every day and went to the military to become a doctor for the soldiers and was sent from war zone to war zone. During one of her missions she worked together with Dr. Owen Hunt who was helping for three months but eventually staid for a year. He became her mentor and also her best friend. They went through hell and back and managed to stay alive, but on his way to the airplane…he got badly injured and April was contacted to join the flight to Seattle to save his life, because America didn't need another person who loses their life during war.

"Owen, Owen can you hear me? If you hear me give me a sign, it is April. You got shoot and we are on an airplane. You are on your way back home and I am here, I will need to pull out the bullets during the flight, but we couldn't find painkillers…you need to stay awake, do you understand that?" His right hand moved and April nodded to herself. It was clearly written in her face that she was concerned. He could have a shock and die while she would try to pull the bullets out. She was considering to let the bullets stay inside of him but decided against it, this was his only chance and she was April freaking Kepner…she could do this all the awards and honors on her uniform where evidence of it…she was kick-ass, smart-ass…she was the best. She took a deep breath and pulled the gloves a soldier handed her on. She counted slowly one, two, three, four, five, six, seven and … eight. She saw eight bullet wounds. She couldn't imagine in what pain Owen must be. "I am going to start now…stay strong, your friends need you, and I need you. She put her finger into the first hole and pulled the bullet out. She continued the process seven more time each time she got one she made sure that Owen was still there, still awake…more importantly still alive.

They arrived in Seattle it was raining when April left the plane, but she didn't care. Her uniform was full of blood but she didn't care about that fact either. The only thing that matters was Owen. She followed the soldiers who carried him into the ambulance and set down next to him. The ambulance started to drive but April wasn't paying attention to anything. Everything around her was blurry; she couldn't make out single sounds. She was traumatized. It happened to people all the time but she was a doctor, a Trauma surgeon…she should be able to handle situations like the one she was currently still in. They arrived at the hospital and the doors were opened from the outside. Doctors were standing their ready to take over, that was the moment April could see clear again. She jumped out of the ambulance car and followed the doctors and paramedics who pushed Owen through the hospital. She started to run to catch up with them. "Hey I know what to do let me finish what I started." But she was ignored. She tried it again but nobody seemed to care. She didn't have any other chance than to yell. "Hey shut the hell up. I know exactly what to do in this case. All the fancy stuff you want to use is not going to work, I need a scalpel and new gloves …now or otherwise he is going to die in the next five minutes. We don't have time to roll him into an OR. Everyone was staring at her. Not moving an inch. "I said gloves and scalpel, now." People started to move and April walked next to Owen. "Everything is going to be fine, we are soldiers, you are a soldier, and I am a soldier!" Someone handed her the gloves and she put them on. Then she took the scalpel and started to work. "Hey someone I need something to make stiches. She didn't realize she was in a Hospital and had every resource she needed, her brain was back I a war zone, so where her hands. It took her twenty minutes to finish a three hour operation. The war had taught her to work fast. Do just what needed nothing more nothing less. He would stay alive and hopefully wouldn't have any damages which affect his carrier. Someone started rolling Owen away and April let a deep breath out, she didn't knew she was holding. Then she turned around and slowly got rid of her gloves. A nurse came and took them from her. A huge number of people stood still around her. Some of them Patients, some of them nurses, but most of them Doctors. She attempted to leave the circle she was standing in when the first person clapped. Slowly people followed the example and from one to the other moment April had found herself in an audience of people who were giving her standing ovations. She calmed down. The loud noise of the clapping felt relaxing to her and that was the moment she realized that coming back wouldn't be the same. The war had finally found a way through her walls and would influence her for the rest of her life. She swallowed, realizing this could mean the end of her carrier and the end of a normal life before it even began. She was twenty-nine years old and developed PTSD during her time in the war zones. She was shocked but stayed calm. She raised her head and looked right into the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen in her life. And those eyes seem to understand what she just realized and at the same time showed her, she was not alone. She had heard a lot of stories about the Seattle Grace and maybe from now on she would be a part of those stories…maybe.

AN: So this is a Japril story…I think at least that was what I intended to write when I started this story. I was playing with the thoughts of a April is a Soldier story for a longer time now and after Thursday (I cried so much) I couldn't get rid of the thought anymore so here it is. Please tell me if my grammar is too crappy. I am fluent in talking but writing still give me a hard time so if I need a beta just tell me…Actually just tell me any thoughts you guys have do you like it or hate it? Do you guys want me to continue this story or to stop it and delete it because nobody cares and everyone hated this story? Just let me know. Any advices, thoughts, and ideas are always welcome just please don't be to mean in your Reviews if you give me one (PLEASE leave me a Review otherwise I am "Lost and Insecure" (The Fray, I actually think they wrote that song about my life…)) anyways so please favorite, follow, and review whatever just …It really is appreciated.

Regard's from Colorado. Even though it feels like Seattle right now. (Who doesn't understand this one…it is constantly raining for the last three or four days…)

AN2: I actually have the feeling my authors note is longer and more detailed than the whole story will be… JK