I do a double take over my shoulder as I reenter the bathroom to ensure that Lexie is gone before asking, "What was that all about?" as I rejoin April at the sink.

She looks at me in the reflection of the mirror as she brushes her teeth. "Nothing." she assures me, the syllables sounding strange between the bristles of the toothbrush.

"You sure about that?" I ask skeptically recalling the way Lexie had physically shoved both him and Karev out of the room minutes before. I glance at her from the corner of my eye as I reach across the sink to grab the toothpaste. She seems to be contemplating whether or not to tell me more but decides against it and merely nods in confirmation. She tries to smile at me to show that everything is okay but ends up revealing a mouth full of minty foam. A low chuckle escapes me before I begin to brush my own teeth. Standing shoulder-to-shoulder we continue to brush in comfortable silence.

After leaning over and spitting out the toothpaste residue into the sink April speaks up. "What would say to the idea of me putting up a chore wheel?" she asks timidly, wiping the corners of her mouth with a wash cloth.

I raise an eyebrow in her direction. "Why?" I ask holding out the word, removing the toothbrush from my mouth momentarily.

She shrugs and traces circles with her index finger on the porcelain sink while avoiding eye contact.

"Didn't you and Reed have one of those?" I ask, suddenly recalling the color coordinated chart that had been pinned to the refrigerator in their apartment every week without fail. She nods excitedly, clearly happy that I remembered. "It seemed to work there, right?"

"Exactly!" she exclaims taking a seat on the closed toilet seat and beginning to comb through her makeup bag. April finds what she was looking for and starts lathering herself with some kind of sweet smelling lotion.

"I mean your place was always a hundred times cleaner than Charles and mine's was."

"That's because it was you and Charles." She smiles teasingly, rubbing the lotion between her hands.

"You make a fair point there." I chuckle fondly. It was nice being able to talk about them. To be allowed to talk about our memories without all the pain associated with them, if only for a moment.

Once I have finished brushing my teeth I run the brush under cold water and turn to leave when a nagging feeling in my gut causes me stay.

I don't know what it was about April that had me telling and asking her things that I would feel uncomfortable saying to any other person. Maybe it was the fact that I'd known her for years or because we were going through the same experience right now. Maybe I just liked hearing what she had to say. Whatever the reason may be, the next thing I know the words "Do you think I'm a dumb blonde?" come tumbling out of my mouth.

She stills for a moment before bursting into giggles. "What?!" she asks between laughs.

"Stop it," I tell her smiling, half laughing myself. "I'm serious."

She covers her mouth to hold back her laughter until she regains her composure and asks, "What in the world would make you ask me that?"

"Karev and I overheard Dr. Altman talking about how I'm just a pretty face this morning and then when I was on her service I basically just kept proving her right all day."

"Jackson, you're an Avery." She states as though that is explanation enough. "Surgery is practically encoded in your DNA."

"I know!" I groan angrily, beginning to pace. "Which makes the fact that Dr. Altman seems to think that my brain is located in my abs so much worse!"

"She does not think that." April says seriously.

"Not anymore," I admit. "But only because she came in to the locker room and grilled me on cardiac procedure."

"See!" April points at me excitedly. "You proved yourself. You had to do the same thing at Mercy West. Remember the intern appy?"

I stop pacing momentarily and rub my hand over my face. "Yeah. I mean, I guess you're right..."

"Of course I'm right!" she smirks. "Look, you proved yourself at Mercy West and now it's time to step it up and do it again at Seattle Grace." She instructs, standing up and approaching me. "You're so much more than your looks, Jackson. So, start acting like it."

I turn my head but remain in place as April walks past me, patting my shoulder good naturedly along the way.

Just to get on her nerves I can't help but call out after her, "So you're admitting I have good looks?" as she rounds the corner.

I can hear her laughter bounce off the walls of the hallway as she makes her way to her bedroom. "Goodnight, Jackson."

"Goodnight, April." I say to the empty bathroom.

A/N: So it wasn't really intentional to have the first and second chapter endings and now the third and the fourth chapter endings mirror each other but they do and that's ok and maybe it'll be a thing or maybe not :) But you might not have even noticed so I should probably just stop talking.

But anywhooo, I'm kinda stumped about the next chapter so it might be a minute before I post it. I'll probably just have to do a re-watch and come up with something :) But thanks again for reading and reviewing!