Prompt from A: Jackson telling April about how his dad left him and his mom for the first time, and how it is making him nervous about becoming a father. It would be the first time has talked about his dad with anyone.

By the way, I wanted to thank all of you for all the prompts I received, I didn't thought I'll get so much!

Jackson was lying on his back, on the bed he was sharing with his wife. His head was resting on his arms as he was staring at the ceiling. He was thinking about his childhood and how horrible it felt to not knowing what his dad was doing or where he was living. Of course, he had known his dad, but he didn't remember much about him because he had left him and his mom when he was four years old. Sometimes he wondered what his life could have been if his dad was still here. Would he be a surgeon? Would he have ever met April?

"Jackson, are you listening to me?" April said as she closed the book she was reading.

"Hum...No sorry, I was lost in my thoughts...What were you saying?" He answered honestly.

"I was thinking about what we should use for the baby's room since we decided that we didn't want to know the gender."

"Maybe yellow? That's what people do when they don't know the gender, right?"

He and April decided to keep the gender of their baby secret until the end, they would love it anyway. The plastic surgeon wondered how it was like to be a father. Was it hard? Maybe it was for that his dad left them, it was too hard, too much pressure. Was he going to be a good father? Or was he going to change like his father did and leave his wife and his child?

"Jackson! Seriously, am I so annoying?" April asked as she rubbed his stomach gently.

"No, sorry, I was just thinking about my big surgery tomorrow." He said as he turned on his side to look at her.

"You're a very bad liar Jackson Avery." She replied suspiciously. "Tell me what's going on." She said in a sweet voice.

"I don't think I'll be a good father..." He quickly said.

"Wh-Why would you think that? I mean, you're the sweetest person I've ever met, you're responsible, attentive you're...Perfect! Stop thinking that low of you, I'm sure you'll be a good father, trust me." She reassured him.

"But...You know, according to my mom, my father was that kind of person too, and he chose to leave us and I still don't know why...Why would I be any different? I don't want you or this child getting hurt because of me-"

"Jackson, listen to me." April cut him off as she put her hands on his cheeks. "It's normal to be afraid. I am too. But you're not like your dad, I know you won't leave us and I know you'll be the best father of Seattle."

"How can you be so sure of that?"

"Because you're my best friend, because you're the man I choose to marry and because I love you." She answered before she put a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Thank you"

She put her head against his chest and he start to walk his fingers trough her hair.

"You know, I never talk about my dad to anyone, I never dared to, I don't want people thinking I'm like him."

"I know you're not like him." She answered as she closed her eyes.