The sound of a sledgehammer explodes out of nowhere. The wall shudders. Chunks of plaster crash to the floor. The air fills with new swirls of white dust. The sledgehammer smashes into view. Beams of sunlight cut through the cracks, piercing the atmosphere like searchlights in a fog. A huge section of wall falls as more plaster billows into the air.

"Damn! What a fucking mess!" Jackson exclaimed.

"I told you so!" April teases Jackson. "You can't say that I didn't tell you so. Now, I can perform my 'I told you so dance' all I want!"

"Hush you!" Jackson says playfully. "Let's get back to knocking down this wall."

"Ok, ok. Man, I can't wait to finish up this place, babe." Says an excited April.

"Me either."

April starts coughing.

"April what's wrong?" Jackson asks before he notices her mask around her neck.

"I-" She coughs even more.

"Use your mask, dummy." Jackson says before laughing at April's dismay.

"Alright, alright!" April says before she hisses at Jackson.

"You two are so, very sick." Lexie remarks with a smirk on her face.

"Tell me something that I don't already know." April responds as she is putting on her mask.

"Enough chit chat, ladies. Let's get back to work." Jackson says.

"April, I think you found yourself a dictator."

"God, Lexie, you are so stupid." Jackson laughs and they all get back to work.

"Money this, that, the other…..Cause I come home to you!" April sings as her hammer pounds the wall. Jackson and Lexie laugh at her.

Jackson Avery, who is 29, has a bandanna covering his short, black curly hair and a workman's mask over his nose. April Kepner, 28, is also hidden behind a mask, but she has a petite body and beautiful features to die for. Sweat is dripping down her brow, leaving streaks in the dust and her dark brown hair. Lexie, 30, removes her mask revealing a good looking young woman with fashionable sneakers. All three have their shirts off, sporting muscle tees, continuing to knock down the wall. Suddenly a shaft of light penetrates the darkness. Another thud to the wall and more light enters the room. The women see a hole. The hook of a crowbar enters it, grappling with something around the edges. Then, with a tug and a loud yank, a huge section of tin ceiling crashes to the floor. Huge clouds of dust fly into the air. Jackson looks up, astonished.

"April look, there's a whole eight feet up there."

"And about eighty years of dust." Lexie says.

"We have all this height, Jackman." April says in amazement. "You know what we could do with all this height, J?"

"Get a trampoline so that the three of us can jump like we're crazy?"

"Jackson, that is an awesome idea!" Lexie says.

"No babe. We could add a second floor and put our bedroom upstairs. That would leave all this space."

"Space? For what?" Asked a confused Jackson asks, eyeing April curiously.

"For space. Just space." April tells him.

"Ooh. April, being mysterious? What is your plan, girl?"

"Nothing, Lexie."

"I don't know about you, but all this space would be great for bumper cars." Jackson says dreamily.

While April would agree that it is a good plan, she's actually thinking about the lives that they would eventually build together.

Lexie laughs as she looks at Jackson. Their bodies, covered with white powder, appear as strange, ghostly figures.

"Jackson, may I say something without getting offended?"

"That depends. What's on your mind, Lexie?"

"April, this may be none of my business, but I'm concerned your husband has been doing too much coke."

April then glances down at Jackson's white-covered body. They all laugh.

"Hey, Jackson, turn around." April says.

Jackson obeys. April doodles on his chest, drawing a bow tie and the outline of a tuxedo jacket. Her lines are quick, accomplished, and subtly erotic.

"Perfect! This is your best piece yet!" Jackson exclaims.

"What about me?" Lexie pouts as she offers his body. Jackson laughs. April nods. He reaches out and superimposes an armless female torso over his. His stomach jumps sensually as he touches it. Jackson pulls back to admire his work. Lexie looks like a Greek statue.

"Are you happy now?" Jackson asks.

"Happy? I fucking love it! I'm never washing again!"

"Ok. That's just fucking sick." April says, but she laughs. They all laugh.

Jackson, April, and Lexie are holding their sledgehammers. Jackson begins to count.

"All together now." Jackson tells April and Lexie.

"Ok." The other two respond.

"One." They strike the wall with their sledgehammers. The wall shakes.

"Two." They pound again. The wall begins to give way.

"Three." In unison, they hit it once more. A massive section of plaster and metal topples to the ground. New clouds of dust fill the air. Suddenly, Jackson spies an old jar lying on the floor and he picks it up. Something rattles inside it, a penny.

"Hey, look what I found! There's a penny inside." Jackson says.

"Will you let me see it?" April wonders and Jackson hands it to her.

"This is now for luck. For luck in our new loft. It's a good omen." April says, but Jackson shakes his head, disagreeing.

"You're the good omen." He glances at her lovingly.

Lexie looks at the two of them and grins.

As the dust settles we see, for the first time, the outlines of the space they are working in. It is a huge loft over four thousand square feet. Banks of windows run east and west. Jackson steps back and admires the room.

"It's gorgeous." Jackson states.

"You guys lucked out. You really lucked out." Lexie tells them. "Hell, I bet you could sell it tomorrow and double your investment."

"Sell it? Lexie, we just bought it." Jackson tells her.

"What I wouldn't do for a place like this. This place is really amazing." Lexie sighs.

"It's gonna be great." April remarks.

AN/ Updates Will Be Every Friday or Saturday For A Good While. I Hope You'll Enjoy This!