I do not own any characters, plots, or anything else pertaining to "Greys Anatomy". I really miss Japril and I want to do a future fic where the two work on their relationship and ultimately reunite. This will take place 13 years in the future. I hope you enjoy this fanfiction, since we aren't getting any of their scenes on the show right now. Thanks for reading.

Love Me Again

Chapter 1

It's Complicated

Harriet Kepner-Avery sits in her father's office, waiting patiently for him. He'd promised her that they could go out for lunch today, but she wouldn't count on it. Ever since he became the Chief of Grey Sloan Memorial, he hasn't had time for her. He always comes up with excuses, every time their supposed to do something together and it makes her so angry. She's supposed to come first in his life, isn't she? Harriet is just about to call her mom, when her father rushes into his office. "Hey, nugget, I'm sorry I'm late." There is nothing in this world that makes her angrier, than either one of her parents calling her by her childhood nickname. "Dad, what did I tell you about calling me nugget?" Her father shifts some of his files on the desk, then looks over at her with a smirk. "I thought you said I couldn't say it when other people were around, I don't see anyone here." Harriet grinds her teeth in anger. "Let's go dad, mom's picking me up soon." She stands up from her chair and her father stares at her in confusion. "I thought you were staying with me this weekend?" Harriet knew he wouldn't react well to this, as soon as she decided not to stay with him. "I promised mom I'd babysit for Gabriel and Mary while she went out tonight. Jenny came down with the flu yesterday." She watches her father's expression turn into anger. "Why didn't your mom tell me this, I could have taken Gabriel and Mary this weekend, too?" Harriet stares at her father for a few moments, wondering why her parents always put her in the middle of everything? For as long as she's been alive, she's been the referee between them and she's sick of it. "I don't know, why haven't you talked to mom in the last month?" Her father gives her his deep frown that tells her he's disappointed in her. "What happens between me and your mom isn't any of your business." With that, he grabs his laptop case and slings it over his shoulder. Her father walks right past her without saying a word and she follows behind, wondering why things always have to be so complicated with her parents.

The ride to the restaurant is quiet and it's driving Harriet crazy. Her dad is a bigger drama queen than her and her mom combined. Harriet's cell phone rings and she grabs it out of her pocket. She looks at the caller i.d. and sees that it's her mom. Harriet takes a breath and puts the phone against her ear. "Hi mom." She feels her dad's eyes snap to her and she sighs. "Hey, sweetie, did your dad ever show up?" Harriet looks over at her dad, who's eyes are back on the road. She can see that he's clearly still angry because his shoulders are tense holding the steering wheel. "Yes." Her mother is quiet for a few moments. "How did he take the news that you're not staying with him this weekend?" Harriet breathes a sharp breath in, tired of her parent's endless fight. "Like you'd expect." That's all she has to say for her mom to understand.

Even though her parents aren't together, they still know each other inside and out. There's no one that knows her dad better than her mom and vice versa. Harriet has always had trouble understanding their relationship. They seem so perfect, but… "I'm sorry I put you in that position, nugget." Jeez, there it is again, but she's not going to bother trying to argue this time because she knows it's no use. "It's okay, I'm used to being the go-between." Harriet hears her dad sigh next to her and she's tempted to put the phone to his ear, so he can finally talk to her. "You don't really think that, do you?" She tightens her grip on the phone for a few seconds. "I do." With that, she presses end and hangs up on her mother. Harriet knows that she's going to bombard her as soon as she comes through the door later today, but she doesn't care right now.

Harriet sits at the table, feeling uncomfortable with the silence. Usually, her dad would tell her about a cool surgery he did and the two would talk the entire dinner. She's always enjoyed hearing both her parents tell her stories about their time in the ER as surgeons. Harriet's admired their dedication and passion for what they do. She just wishes she had the same enthusiasm they do about being a surgeon. Ever since she was a little girl, her grandma has tried to get her interested in surgery, giving her every medical journal known to man and even letting her sit in on a couple of surgeries. Yet, she's never liked it at all. Blood makes her queasy and she doesn't want to spend her whole life in an OR. "Daddy." His eyes flash over to her in surprise because she hasn't called him that in forever. Desperate times call for desperate measures. "Why are you shutting out, mom?" She watches her dad squirm a little and it surprises her.

Usually, her father is calm and cool about everything, but when it comes to her mom, all bets are off. "We're not talking about this." He takes a sip of his beer and avoids her eyes. "What, are you just going to shut me out, too?" Her father's eyes whip back at her. "I'm not shutting you out, it's just complicated between me and your mom right now." Harriet feels anger rise within her. "When isn't it complicated between you and mom?" Her father sighs in frustration. "What happened to the two of you, I've never heard the full story?" Her father averts his eyes from her and holds up his hand for the check. Shutting her out of his life.

When Harriet gets home later, she's not surprised to see her mom sitting up waiting for her. She walks into the living room, knowing that she won't avoid this interrogation. Her mom puts down her laptop and locks eyes with her from across the room. "Come sit." She pats the spot next to her on the couch and Harriet sits down. She hopes this "talk" won't be too painful. "Why do you think you're always in the middle of your dad and I?" She looks at her mom like she has a third eye. "Because I am. Ever since I was a child, I've had to deal with you and dad's issues. Either get it together or leave me out of it." Her mom's eyes go wide. "Watch your tone." Harriet shakes her head. "You and dad have always gone back and forth. Did you ever think how that's impacted Me, Gabe, and Mary?" Her mother stares at her teary eyed.

Oh oh, she's made her mom cry, never a good thing. "We didn't…I didn't…know that you felt that way." Harriet nods her head. "Well, that's because you've never asked." The room goes quiet and she watches her mom cry silently for a few moments. She feels bad for causing this to happen, but her mom wanted to know the truth. "What happened between you and dad? I want to know the full story from beginning to end," Her mom's eyes lock with hers and she takes a sharp breath in. "If I tell you, you have to promise you won't tell your dad." Harriet nods and waits for what's sure to be the most complicated love story ever.