The break up with Chloe was inevitable after his moment of epiphany.

Sure, there was a lot of screaming and tears and name calling but he knows that it's better to hurt her now rather than when it's too late, he's learnt his lesson with Stephanie, he's not going back down that road again.

"Did you ever really love me?"

Chloe asked him through her tears and he just stood there holding her in silence.

He doesn't think he could answer.

Well, not because he didn't (because to be honest, in some way he did) but rather because he knows that she was more invested in him than he ever was about her and he just didn't want anymore to lie to her.

It was just that he knows now that love is supposed to be this overwhelming, all consuming, life altering thing.

It's supposed to make him want to stand up in the middle of a sermon while she's getting married to another man in front of an altar.

It's supposed to make him want to shelter her from all of life's pain like their kid dying or the ugliness of war.

It's supposed to make him want to forgive and forget and take her back even if years had passed and he's scared shitless and despite the fact that she's ripped his heart to shreds that he doesn't even know if he still has enough.

Even if it hurts.

Even if it burns his life to the ground.

Because he knows what it's like to live a life without her and he knows that it was stupid to walk away to protect himself when being without her hurts just as much.

Chloe will never ever be that.

There was only April.

And he knows he's doing the right thing just realizing that.

"Four years is a long time, it's about damned time."

His mother said when he called her.

He was expecting her to be discouraging and to give him a piece of her mind but much to his surprise, she seems to be fully supportive of his plan as if she was just waiting all these years for this moment to come.

There was a moment of pause from her though.

He knows his mother well enough to know when she wants to say something.

He rolls his eyes through the phone because he knows that it was too good to be true that his mother doesn't have an opinion on anything. (Moreso, especially, his life.)

"C'mon, mom. Spill."

He heard her clear her throat before speaking.

"Just don't do this all over. This will be the last time, Jackson Avery! I don't think I can stand to see you looking so miserable for years before you realize that you two are meant to be."

He felt tears pricking his eyes but he still managed to let out a little smile from his end of the line.

"C'mon mom. Didn't I tell you?"

He said softly.

"She's the one. I just sort of forgot and it just took me sometime to remember that."

And he doesn't know what made her cry but he heard her sniffling on the other end and then she lets out a sigh.

"You make me proud."

She said tenderly.

"What do you expect? Whose son am I?"

He replies.

And then they both laugh and Jackson couldn't help but thank his lucky stars that he has her on his side.

It was during one of their dates when April comes clean to Jake about her secret.

They were in the middle of dinner and he calls her "babe" and she remembers Jackson and she feels guilty all of a sudden about how she has never shared that she used to be somebody else's wife.

She doesn't know why.

Maybe because a part of her still wants to keep that memory sacred or maybe because talking about it still reminds her of Samuel.

"Can I tell you something?"

She asks.

He looks up from cutting his steak.

His eyebrow raised inquisitively at the graveness of her tone and so she went ahead before she loses her nerve.

"I was married."

He just stares at her for awhile before giving a shrug and going back to the meal on his plate.

"I know."

And it was her turn to stare at him, her eyes as big as saucers.

"YOU DID?"

He looked at her with a sheepish smile.

"That sparkler that you used to wear was hard to miss."

He wipes his lips with a napkin and he looked at her with an embarassed grin.

"But I liked you since the first time I saw you and I just grabbed the opportunity. I saw you again, you were not wearing it anymore and I thought it was fate telling me something and so I took my chances."

She looked at him curiously.

"And you didn't ask me about it?"

He takes a sip from his wineglass.

"Figured it was a bad break up."

He shrugs.

"Or it was not that serious. I didn't want to pressure you and i wanted to give you space and so I didn't."

"But it was serious. Very."

She blurted out.

Adamantly.

As if it was that important for him to understand that what she had with Jackson was not a shallow, fleeting thing.

"Oh?"

It was his turn to look shocked.

But it was as if a dam had broken inside her.

The words spill unconsciously from her lips and she was surprised at how it still hurts despite the passing of so many years.

"We even had a kid but then he- he- died and I had to go away and- and- I was hurting too much and I just cannot explain how i needed to be far from him and-"

"April"

"It was all my fault really. I just thought he'd always be there but then he didn't wait and he just gave up and-"

"APRIL!"

He cuts her off midsentence.

She didn't even notice when he put his hand over hers or when she started crying.

"It doesn't matter."

He said tenderly.

"It's all in the past."

He whispered as he wipes her tears with his thumb away.

"I'm here now. It doesn't matter anymore. You have me now."

And she nods because she knows that that was supposed to give her some kind of consolation and yet ironically she still feels lost, she still feels this hungry pang in her heart.

There was a skiing accident in the lodge near the hospital and they were short on doctors so she was on duty for 48 hours.

She missed it.

She missed the adrenaline and the rush of a fully packed E.R. and that triumphant feeling of being able to save lives through quick and swift decision making.

But she was also dead tired.

So tired that she wanted nothing more but a bath and then to sleep probably for a day or even just a couple of hours.

She was going home and walking towards her car ready to do just that when she saw him.

Jackson.

He was leaning against the hood of an SUV looking so goddamn sexy in his trademark jeans and grey sweater and -

Dammit.

Here she goes again, goddamit.

He lifts his head up and they stare at each other.

But she pretends that she didn't see him and so she continues walking.

"April!"

She heard him calling out to her and she quickens her steps even if her instinct tells her to turn around and run into his arms, no matter the consequences.

But how dare him come back here after all these years.

How dare him come back just now when she's convinced herself that they're over and she has Jake and when they had so many chances in the past and yet he just walked away even if she's apologized a million times for all of her mistakes.

"Apes!"

"WHAT?"

She whirls around and she almost fell.

She didn't notice that he was so close, his body was pressed right against her.

"What do you want?"

She exclaims.

And he looks- well, hot and sexy but that is not what's important but the anger that was rising in her chest.

"If you're here for foundation work, i'm off duty! No! Screw that! I don't even care why you're here just don't- don't talk to me!"

"April, just - listen-"

He tries to touch her arm but she shakes his hand off.

She opens her car and gets inside and he knocks on her window still calling her name.

"April, let's just talk, I-"

She takes a deep breath and opens the window.

"No! Just go back to Seattle, Jackson - Just - please- just - stop!"

And the second he takes a step back from her car, she drives away.

She has no idea if she did the right thing.

If she should have given him a chance and listened to what he has to say.

Still, no matter what, she thinks she'll still be pulling her car on a shoulder.

She'd still be crying her eyes out and feeling her heart break, she should be used to it by now, he always had the worst timing, everything has changed but that seemed to have remained the same.

He has no idea what he's doing.

He knows he's coming off strong and he hates pulling out the Avery card for favors but he has no choice as he's been following her around for days and still, she wouldn't even look at him.

Of course, he's not stupid to think that she will just be waiting.

Fuck.

He even knows that she's dating that metrosexual asshole but that wouldn't stop him from fighting for them and trying.

(He's given up too quickly many times without doing that in the past and maybe they wouldn't be in this mess if only he did.)

The moment that she opens the door to his office and sees him sitting behind the desk, she rolls her eyes at him.

"Ugh! I should have known that it was you when they said that someone needs to speak with me from the board!"

She turns around but he quickly stands up and grabs her arm even before she can take another step and walk away.

"Please April, give me an inch. I'm desperate here."

He said sincerely.

Pouring out all the Avery charm and hoping that it works and thanking (her) God when it did when she paused a couple of seconds to look intently at him before throwing her hands up in surrender.

"I don't owe you anything, Jackson."

He nodded.

"I know."

She closes her eyes and sighs.

"Please- just go back to Seattle - Just-"

"I'm going to be staying here."

He lets that sink in.

"In Denver."

She opens her eyes at that.

"Wh-what?"

She said breathlessly.

"I have hospital work to do for the foundation and I have to stay until it is completed."

She squints her eyes at him and her next words broke his confidence, it sort of destroyed him.

"I hope you didn't come here for me? It's much too late for that."

And he didn't know how to answer her because how can he tell her that he's here for just exactly that - HER.

Maybe he shouldn't have been so rash.

Maybe he should have thought this through.

Maybe he really shouldn't have come.

"It's not funny!"

April exclaims over the sound of Arizona's laughter on the phone when she told her.

"I just can't believe that his urgent issue is you when he filed for that leave. Avery's finally growing a pair, good for him!"

She groans.

"Some friend you are! I don't even know what to do, i'm dying here!"

Arizona scoffs.

"It's pretty obvious! Talk to him!"

"But i hurt him! I hurt him and he hurts me and we're toxic for each other-"

"And it's pretty obvious that you also couldn't live without one another!"

She chews on her lip and paces the length of her room.

She knows that Arizona is making sense but damn, if she will admit that.

"Aren't you even curious as to what he has to say?"

Her friend says from the other end of the line.

And she doesn't want to acknowledge it but she is.

All throughout their stormy, short relationship, they've never really had the chance to talk and process and just thresh out all of their feelings.

Everything was always in a rush.

First, the sex, then the break up, then the elopement and then the pregnancy.

Then their son died and they were always just walking on eggshells around each other most especially when the going gets tough.

They were just so in love that they were scared to lose each other and maybe-

Maybe that's where it all went downhill.

They didn't want to hurt each other but unknowingly they still did.

Maybe even more than they were afraid to and for once, just this once, she would love to scream and yell at him to make him understand that she did what she had to do so that she can be herself again for him.

For the sake of their marriage.

She was a shell of the person she once was when their son died.

She lost her sense of self.

Her purpose.

Not as one half of Jackson and April but just her.

She wants to make him comprehend that she had to go through that whole journey to make herself whole again.

She needed to do that to be able to survive because otherwise, she would have literally just died.

Sure, she might have gone about it all wrong but he was also at fault for shutting her out and for never sharing his feelings.

And when he finally did?

It was because he already made up his mind that he was walking away.

Even if she told him it was for the last time.

Even if she begged.

It was him or go and she cannot choose but there was no changing his mind.

And she's through with this shit.

She's through with carrying the burden of being the selfish, uncaring bitch who initiated the demise of their marriage when they both know that they both had a hand in it.

"Argh! I could just kill him! I'm soooo mad at him!"

She exclaims.

And Arizona chuckles.

But on the other hand, she's experienced the same thing and so she sympathizes with the frustration she feels.

"Then be mad!"

She said and then she spoke again, her tone all serious this time.

"But April, if you're still feeling this intensely about him after all these years don't you think that means something? Don't you think you both deserve this chance?"

And she can only sigh because deep inside she knows.

She knows she makes a valid point.

She knows she's saying the right thing.

They worked on a case together and it was awkward.

Him, trying to make small talk in the middle of surgery and her, ignoring him as usual.

But gradually, they fell into this comfortable rhythm.

This one of a kind synchronicity that can only be possible since they've worked countless of times so closely together and by the end of it, she was a little bit less on edge around him, she lets her guard down unconsciously, she wasn't even thinking about it.

"What can I say? You're still pretty awesome."

He said with his signature drop dead smile as they stand shoulder to shoulder in the operating room sink, washing the blood and guts out of their hands and he just looked so sincere that she had no other choice but to answer.

"Thanks. You were too."

And he looked so happy and pleased that she almost smiled back at him.

They stood again in silence.

The air heavy with things that he wanted to say and so he opens his mouth before he loses this chance, most especially his nerve.

"How about we celebrate? Maybe a bottle of beer, just for old times sake?"

But maybe he was too hasty because she literally glares at him.

"I have plans."

She said.

And he can't help the look of annoyance that crossed over his face.

"With your boyfriend?'

He asked.

And he knows he sounds sarcastic but fuck it, he's jealous and so he can't help himself.

"If you must know, yes. But i think we're way past that stage where we share little tidbits about our lives with each other."

She shots back and that was enough to make him back off a little.

After all, he's made this much progress.

After all, she's finally acknowledging that he's there.

"Maybe next time?"

Dammit, he has to try.

She stares at him.

"The last time we did, we had sex, i told you i love you and you left without saying goodbye."

She said casually and shit if that didn't sting.

She sighs and closes her eyes.

"See? This is why you shouldn't talk to me! There are so many things I want to say to you and none of them are nice and this is not the place for me to be cursing at you and-"

"You want to curse at me?"

He said with a hurt look on his face.

"God Jackson! You're so dense! I hate you!"

And the words echo in his head as he stood there watching her remove her cap then throw her scrub off and then she gives him another dirty look before she walks away.

"I'm done, mom. It's over. She hates me."

He said as he talks to his mother on Facetime.

"You think she really does? She's just saying that!"

Catherine Avery scoffs while peering at him over the top of her glasses.

He rolls his eyes.

"You didn't see her face!"

And he sort of regrets that he put her on video when he could have just called her when she saw the look of disappointment on her face.

"For goodness sake Jackson! You're an Avery! We just don't give up! Besides you think she is not affected at all with your presence when she said that you look hot?"

He knits his eyebrow at that.

He presses his face closer to the monitor and there was no mistaking the uncomfortable look on her mothers face.

"Mother, what do you mean?"

He said sternly and for the first time in his life he saw his mother blush.

"Well, i might have given her a call and-"

"MOMMMM!"

He shouted in protest and she looked proudly back at him.

"What? You know i meddle! So, don't you dare not have April with you when you get back, i'm not standing for your moping for another minute!"

And he can't help but smile at that.

April said he looks hot.

That must count for something, he has never hoped harder for his mother to be right.

She's having the most terrible week.

Jake and her had this most dreadful fight over marriage and how he wants it but she doesn't.

Not the husband nor the house, not the white picket fence and most especially not the children. (Heaven forbid, children).

Of course somewhere along the way, he blames it all on Jackson.

Jackson whom he calls a stalker because he's out to get her,.

Jackson whom he's convinced she's still in love with and deep inside she realizes that he's right but she's just so freaking scared to even give that thought the time of day and so she decides to shut it out.

Besides, she hasn't even seen him for a week.

She knows it's stupid that she misses him after all that she's done to him but still, she can't help but hide a smile during lunch when he drops in on a chair unceremoniously in front of her and he puts a bowl of her favorite pudding without a word on her half empty tray.

"Hi."

He said.

And he can't help the wide grin that spread on his face when she said "hi" back quietly.

For awhile, they ate in silence.

Each of them lost in their own thoughts as they ate their food and looked at CNN playing on the cafeteria TV.

"Was it hard?"

He asks.

And she looks at him curiously before understanding that he's talking about the army which is now what's flashing on screen.

She doesn't know what changed.

She doesn't know why she now wants to talk to him.

Lord knows she's still pissed but maybe she's worked off much of her anger or maybe it was because she felt empty when she didn't see him for a week.

(Or maybe it was because it was the first time that he asks her about her enlisting without being mad or making her feel guilty, as if he really wanted to understand why she wanted to do just what she did).

She nodded.

"It was. But in a way it was also fulfilling."

He stares.

"Did you like it?"

And the look that passed over her face lets him know just how much, even moreso when she started talking about it animatedly.

"Did you like it more than you loved me?"

She stops talking and stares at him.

That came out of nowhere and his throat feels tight, he knows she feels the same because she averted her gaze and she is blinking her eyes rapidly.

"April, did you like it more than you loved me?"

He prods.

And he thought that she wouldn't answer but she gives him a bittersweet smile and then she answered faintly.

"No. But I had to go because I love you. I had to go because I wanted to give you all of me and not just the shadow of the girl I used to be."

And he was glad they were in public.

He regrets that he didn't ask her then, it was so unfair, it was enough to make him want to shout and scream.

They fell into an uneasy truce after.

He texts her for tips on places where to go in Denver and she buys him latte and leaves it at his desk, sometimes even with a joking note about how much it's starting to cost her.

They were not exactly back where they started but they were starting to know each other again.

And it was okay.

Unlike before, he was not in a rush, he was just leaving it to fate and enjoying the process.

It was after two months and one of those long meetings that they had when he finally got the nerve to ask her her plans for the weekend.

He was expecting her to say that she would be out on a date but then she surprises him when she said that she'd just be staying at home and grilling some steaks, and he wishes he can invite her out but as far as he knows she's still seeing someone else and he doesn't want to run the risk of disappointment.

"And you?"

She asked, looking at him curiously while simultaneously stacking some folders.

He looks at her sheepishly.

"Probably watching a rerun of NBA. I don't have any friends here except you, so -"

"Would you like to come over?"

She suddenly blurted.

Probably because he looked so pitiful but maybe because she's trying to convince herself that they're friends and there was no harm in inviting a friend over. ("Yeah, right" she can just imagine Arizona saying).

He can't stop the grin that spread all over his face when he said yes and for the rest of the week, he can't stop smiling.

He doesn't want to read too much into it.

He doesn't want to think that it is a date but he can't help but expect because fuck it, he's just head over heels in love with her.

So, Sunday came despite the fact that he thought it never will.

He must have changed his clothes twenty times and he spent sleepless nights just thinking if he'd bring flowers or wine but he doesn't want to appear eager and so in the end, he went with wine.

He was glad he took the effort though because she opened the door looking amazing.

She was wearing this sleeveless, white summer dress and she had her hair high up in a bun and he swears that if he wasn't even half this in love with her as he is now, he had no doubt that he would probably be just right about now.

They sat down to dinner and it was delicious as always.

The conversation was free and flowing and they talked about work and the people that they both know in Seattle and she looked at ease and comfortable and he wonders to himself if she's done this too many times with the man that she's now dating.

Dammit, the man she's dating.

"I'm surprised James is okay with me being here."

He said casually.

He doesn't want to come across as if he's fishing and she was quiet for awhile that he had to look at her to see if she's even listening.

"You mean Jake?"

And she lets out this nervous chuckle.

"I didn't tell him."

"Oh."

And it was his turn to turn quiet, he wants them to start on a clean slate not for her to keep him like he's some sort of a sordid, dirty secret.

"I don't have to. We broke up."

She said, breaking the silence and he knows that it's foolish to think that it was because of him but damn, if this was not the best news he's ever had in years.

"Why?"

He holds his breath while waiting for her answer.

"Well, because he wanted some things that I just cannot give him".

"Like?"

She shrugs.

"Like marriage and the likes."

And he wanted to jump up and shout at the top of his lungs, this sort of keeps his spirits up, she breaks up with the jerk who wanted marriage, but he's here sitting with her - the bastard who walked away, the one who didn't even try to salvage their marriage.

"So what about you? Why did you break up with the French Girl?"

Her question came out of the blue and it sort of flustered him but she was pretty honest with him and that makes him also want to come clean.

"I realized she was not I wanted."

And she looks at him because his gaze was boring into her skin and she feels her heart racing and she wanted to stop him even before he can say anything.

"Jackson-"

"I wasn't planning on being in a relationship. I was lonely and she was there and it happened -"

She glares at him.

"Like you walking away after having sex with me?"

He squints and looks at her as if she's grown two heads and then he throws his hand up in the air.

"God April, that was a totally different thing!

And she looks at him belligerently and he remembered how they used to fight like this.

Fights where he'd say something and she'd totally misconstrue it and then he'd shut her out and they'd eventually make up after sweeping it under the rug but at the end, they really weren't able to talk about anything.

And he doesn't want to do that again and so he calms himself down.

"Just- just let me finish, okay?"

She looked as if she didn't want to let it go but then she must have thought better of it because eventually she just nods and takes a sip of wine from her glass.

"I was scared of you, okay?"

She bows her head and doesn't look at him.

"You made me feel so many things that I haven't felt before and only you can hurt me so much. Losing Samuel killed me as much as it did you and when you left, it was as if you left me all alone, you abandoned me."

She looked at him then.

"Jackson -"

He gazed at her imploringly.

"You kept me waiting and I got tired and I had to leave before you could hurt me further but now I realize how stupid that is!"

He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"That night that we made love, i was as in love with you as you were with me."

And when he opens his eyes again her eyes were filled with tears.

"But i was an idiot and though it pains me to say that, i guess what i'm trying to say is- i broke up with Chloe because she was not you. I couldn't love anyone else as much as i do you."

And she covers her mouth and lets out this little sob and he walks up to her as she cries and he gathers her in her embrace.

"I thought you've given up. I wanted to make it up to you after I came back from Jordan but then you moved out."

She said like a little girl in between sobs.

"And -and you didn't even listen when I was trying to explain and you always had to make your own decisions about us - and- and i really have no say, you leave me with no other choice once you've made up your mind."

"I was stupid, i'm sorry sweetheart."

He whispered against her hair and she cries even more at that old familiar nickname.

"I don't want to hurt you again"

She said, her voice muffled against his shirt.

"But you will and I will so we'd let it hurt."

She pushes him away to look at him.

"And if it's hard?"

He gives her a tender smile.

"Then it's hard."

He crouches down so that her eyes are leveled with him.

"If it's painful, it's painful. If it's sad, it's sad. Let's just love each other."

He paused to let that sink in.

"Together, April. No more running away."

She nods vehemently.

"Let's just love each other, no more running away."

She repeated his words reverently and throws her arms around his neck while crying happy tears, they've wasted so many years, it doesn't matter now, they have forever to start all over again.

He wakes up to find her all pressed up against him on his side of the bed.

Her face inches away from his, her breath hot against his mouth.

She's here.

He had dreamt about this so many times when they were apart and now that it's happening, he can't believe that she's really here.

But in a way, he also can.

After all there was no other place where she belongs but in his arms.

For awhile, he just watches her as she sleeps.

At the way her lashes fan against her cheeks and the way her hair splays all over his arms.

"Hi."

He whispers when she finally opens her eyes.

"Hi."

She whispered back.

A faint blush was starting to creep up on her cheeks and he can't help but chuckle at how she still acts embarrassed the morning after they make love.

She hides her face by snuggling his neck.

"You're here."

She sighed against him.

As if she was readying herself not to see him beside her when she finally wakes.

He knows that they've only scratched the surface last night and that they need to spend time to build up each others trust but he wanted to let her see that he's in it for the long haul, that he'll always be there for her even if she doesn't ask.

"There's nowhere else i'd rather be."

He answers.

She grins at that, her fingers tracing his eyebrow as if memorizing his face.

"What made you change your mind?"

He asks.

And she makes this familiar face as if asking him what he means.

"This? Us."

And she pauses as if she was thinking hard about it before looking at him pensively.

"Because I love you and because we've been hurt and mad enough."

And she didn't need to say anymore, her reason may sound silly but he totally understands.

"We have to go to work."

She said after awhile.

And he groans and holds her closer and he replies by squishing her even tighter in his embrace.

"Do we have to?"

He says, pressing sexy kisses all over her shoulders and her nape and her eyes were fluttering close and he's making it hard for her to even think straight.

"Jackson- "

She moans in protest although it sounded like it's taking a lot from her to do just that.

"They'd be waiting -"

She said again, her voice now a little bit fainter, her objection slowly becoming softer.

"Let them."

He said gruffly as he crushes his lips roughly against hers.

And there was no more protesting after that.

How could she when she's always wanted him, including the time when she thought she hated him.

It doesn't take much to convince her to move back to Seattle.

It was as if she never left, she now knows that this is home, her heart will always be here no matter where life takes her.

They visit Samuel for the first time together that weekend.

She's always avoided it in the past.

It was hard and heartbreaking but it's a little easier now, she can now accept that this was not her fault, or Jackson's, and that somehow what happened just really had to happen.

She was lost in her own thoughts when Jackson weaves their fingers together

She looks down at their entwined hands and then at him and there was a sadness in his face that she is seeing for the first time and she was just grateful that they were with each other.

"I thought that you'd forgotten when you left."

He said breaking the silence.

She gives him a wistful smile and then she squeezes his hand a little tighter.

"I tried. But I couldn't even if I wanted to. How could I?"

She sighs and leans her head against his shoulder.

"I've always kept that sonogram of him. Somehow I can't bring myself to throw it away."

She pauses.

"Our wedding picture too."

She says quietly and she felt him taking a shaky breath.

"I'm still keeping your wedding ring."

He said tenderly.

And she whips her head up in surprise and the look of love on his face was so raw and real and intense, it was enough to take her breath away.

"Jackson-"

He shrugs sheepishly.

"You know just in case, we got married again."

And she can only look at him without saying a thing.

"But you said you're through with that so -"

"Not if it's you."

She cuts him off and it was his turn to look at her wordlessly.

"Only if it's you."

They got married again in Tahoe that October.

This time it was not just the two of them, they had family and friends and there were laughter and tears.

Best of all, no one said a peep when it came to the part where the pastor asks if anyone objects.

She can't help but wonder if it was normal to be this joyful and this happy and she didn't think it was possible to love Jackson even more but she falls for him every single day.

Maybe they really had to go what they went through.

Maybe they really had to forget so that they can remember all over again.

That love isn't just in the feelings and the words they say.

That it was in going the distance and in the sharing of everyday, simple things.

And she was just grateful.

That he waited.

That he trusts her.

That he gave her the chance to start over again.

They were such in a hurry in the past that they didn't even have time to think.

But now they can take it slow.

They have all the time in the world and as the pastor says "You may kiss the bride" , she looks up at Jackson.

There was no more fear.

There was only the promise of tomorrow, of looking forward to the future, of being each other's everything.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,

And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,

Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,

And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

Authors note:

This was supposed to be a one shot but i read Shonda's interview that April will still enlist despite Jackson's ultimatum on S12 so i changed some things around and so it has now become a 2 parter.

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