Hey you guys, thank you for your kind words. I understand some of you dislike that she slept with Matthew, it mainly was because April wanted to get over Jackson and put herself wholeheartedly into her relationship with Matthew, but it didn't work. I also hated the revirginizing storyline on Grey's, so I wanted to write April differently. Anyways, please keep writing reviews and/or sharing this story. 3 -R.

April Kepner wiped off her stomach and pulled her scrub top over her belly. Alex Karev had left five minutes earlier; he was paged to one of his patient's who was having a minor freak out over having her first surgery later that afternoon.

"The babies look great, your boyfriend really knows what he's doing. You're lucky to have him," Dr. Keller said trying to make April feel better.

"Yeah, he does." April sighed. She grabbed the ultra sound picture from Dr. Keller and smiled down at it. She would tell him, soon. She just didn't know how, or when, or where?

Jackson Avery had gone back to his patient's room, trying to forget about what he had seen. His mind was playing tricks on him. April was not pregnant. She would have told him. But he left, he left her in the lurch, she asked him to stay and he said nothing. Did she know? Was she asking him to stay because of this? His mind was confused and he could barely focus on his patient, he had to go outside and take a breath. And has he left his patient's room; April Kepner was leaving her room, holding a sonogram in her hand. He saw her tuck it into her lab coat pocket and before he could even think about what he was doing, his feet were moving, and he pushed her into a supply closet.

"Jackson!" She screamed, "Get off of me. What are you doing?" She tried hard to release his strong grip from her arm. She met his eyes, and the color faded from her cheeks. He knew. How did he know? How on earth had he figured it out? Did Alex say something; God Alex must have said something.

"April, what were you really doing up here?" He asked.

"I told you, I had a patient. Now, please let me go," she was almost going to cry. This whole situation made her want to curl up in a ball and cry, but no she was a soldier. She was going to be strong. She could stand here, and look the man she loves in the eye, and tell him that she didn't need him. But every time she thought about being that woman, the one who didn't let bad things happen to her, the one who said no whenever she wanted, the woman April wished she could be. April melted at the sound of his voice or his tender touch. She could sense his anger, she was angry too, but here she had the choice. Be angry or be in love.

"April, what's in your pocket?"

"Nothing."

"I saw you with Karev, I saw you come out of that room. Please tell me what's going on," he was practically begging. Tears were swelling in his blue-green eyes. "You were my best friend, you told me everything."

"Jackson, you left."

"I know I did, but I had to."

"I asked you to stay, why didn't you stay?"

"I couldn't be the man you needed me to be. You deserve someone like Matthew, he's perfect for you."

"Don't you think I know that?," her voice was getting louder, "Don't you think I know that Matthew is the man who I'm supposed to be with? But Jackson, I was in love with you! I wanted you! And you left." He was completely shocked by this, he knew she felt the same way, but to hear the words come out of her mouth like a flowing river were music to his ears.

"April, I'm sorry. I got scared," he breathed in; this was his moment. Now or never. "I never stopped loving you, I think I always have loved you." April was taken a back by his confession of love, she knew this was what she wanted to hear, but something in her didn't want to know. Her perfect happiness bubble had just been burst, and she didn't know if she was ready to face all these feelings she was having for her best friend.

"Jackson, I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything," his hands were now holding her face, it felt so nice to have him hold her again, to be in his embrace, it felt like home.

"Let me help you. April, you don't have to do this alone." He refused to say the words, until she would.

"Jackson, I loved you. Like really loved you. I don't want you if you don't want me. I'm not the kind of girl who's going to sit and wait for someone."

"I know, you've moved on with Matthew."

"Matthew and I broke up."

"Why?" He couldn't help but be excited over that news.

"Because I couldn't give him what he wanted."

"And what do you want?"

"I don't know. Sometimes I think I want you. Other times I think I can do it alone, but I don't want to. But Jackson," she looked into his eyes, "I don't know if I would be able to put myself back together again if you left." She placed her head on his chest and sobbed. He finally realized what he had put her through; he finally realized what he had done. He thought he was leaving her to save her from pain, but instead he was the cause of her pain. "Jackson, I'm scared. What am I going to do? I'm all alone."

"Shh," he stroked her hair, "No you're not. You have me."

"Do I? Do you promise me you won't leave, you won't run away? Because Jackson, I'm so scared that you will. So, I'm giving you right now to walk away, and I'll forgive you." Her words broke his heart, God he hated that he had hurt her so much.

"April, I'm not going anywhere." And then she pulled out the sonogram from her pocket; his eyes were wide with shock and disbelief. It was real.

"I'm twelve weeks now." She handed him the sonogram and he studied it with such intensity. He didn't say anything. She knew he knew, but she had just confirmed it, and so he was in shock. She had about passed out when she found out, and if Alex hadn't comforted her she didn't know where her head would have been.

"April, why didn't you tell me?"

"I was scared."

"April, I'm never going to leave you. I love you, and our baby." He grabbed her and kissed her lips, it had been so long since he had felt her sweet, soft lips touch his.

"Babies," she whispered, "You love me and our babies." Jackson stepped back, and leaned against the wall of the supply closet, now he was actually in shock.

"Babies?"

"Twins," she laughed, "Can you believe that? First time I have sex, and I get pregnant with twins?" She did think it was pretty funny, like God was playing some kind of sick joke on her.

"Wow." He tried to compose himself. "Twins. I don't know what I'm going to tell my mother."

"Trust me, telling mine was not fun."

"You already told your family?"

"Well of course. Jackson, I didn't think you were coming back."

"Wait. So you weren't going to tell me if I didn't come back? Are you kidding me April?"

"Jackson, don't be ridiculous. Of course I would have told you. I just didn't know how. It's not the easiest conversation to have."

"How long have you known?" pain started to seep through his voice.

"Six weeks."

"You've know for three weeks while I've here and didn't even bother to tell me? Why April? Were you ever going to tell me?"

"Yes."

"And to see you with Karev of all people, you hate Karev. Why did he know before me?"

"Because, unlike you, he was there." She couldn't take it anymore, she and Jackson were so right and so wrong for each other. One minute they're confessing their love for one another and the next, they're fighting like cats and dogs. She ran out of that supply closet, at the same time Alex was back in the OB's room to grab his phone that he left there. He didn't go after April; instead he decided to talk to Jackson. No way would she be this upset if she hadn't told Jackson.

"Jackson, what the hell?" Alex yelled, he was prepared to punch him in the face.

"Alex, I do not need this right now. Go away." Jackson scowled.

"No I'm not going to go away. What are you doing man? You're being the exact same coward that your father was."

"Don't you dare talk about my father, you don't know what happened."

"You're right, I don't know what happened. But I do know that it messed with your head, and maybe you're not willing to admit that. But you have a woman who loves you and who needs you. She's not going to wait around forever for you to deal with your shit. So get your head out of your ass and do something."

"What if I can't? What if I can't be a good father? What if I can't be the man she deserves?"

"If you never try, you'll never know. Seriously man, man up. This is it; this is your starting line. Everything leading up to this day meant nothing; today you found out you're going to be a father. Be one. Go find her."

April ran through the hospital, trying hard to get away from Jackson and all the thoughts that were running through her head. She loved him, she wanted him, but she was still so angry with him. Tears were falling down her cheeks. She thought about how embarrassed she was to tell her mom that she was pregnant from basically a one-night stand, and when her mom asked her about it, about the man. She couldn't tell her anything about it, because she didn't know what he was. Was he her best friend, was he going to be there, she didn't know, but she knew that at this point she didn't trust him. She wasn't ready to let him in, not yet.

"April?" Meredith called after her. "April, slow down."

"What is it Meredith?" she snapped.

"He knows, doesn't he?"

"Yes. He knows." Meredith stopped in her tracks and pulled April into her, hugging her. It was unlike Meredith to hug anyone like this, but her hormones had been completely out of whack since she got pregnant. Some motherly instinct came over her and she new she needed to hold April Kepner.

"It's going to be okay. You have me and Alex and Owen, you're going to be okay." April just sobbed into her chest, Jackson Avery heard the whole thing. He saw how broken April was.

"I can't do it Meredith. One minute we're fine, the next we're fighting. He's too much. He's just so broken and right now, I can't mend him."

"Give him a chance April, he may surprise you." Jackson was listening intently to their conversation.

"He isn't ready for this. It's better if I just go. He doesn't need me holding him back." Jackson could hear the brokenness in her voice, God why didn't she see it. Why couldn't she see how much she meant to him, to everyone around her? April Kepner was not alone in this world. She was remarkably talented, beautiful, kind, strong, he smiled just thinking about her and how she would do anything for the people she loved and even the ones she didn't. He knew she didn't keep the pregnancy from him to hurt him; she did it to spare him. He caught Meredith's eyes and gave her the, 'I'll take it from here look'.

"April," Jackson started, "Can we talk."

"Jackson, I'd rather not."

"April, I have a surgery to get to. You need to talk to him. If you need anything, just page me okay?" Meredith left, April was staring at the ground, and she looked Jackson straight in the eyes and said, "This is your chance. Do not let her go."

"April," he began, "I'm sorry for getting angry before. I can't imagine what you've been feeling. I guess I just took out all my rage about losing you and my jealousy over Matthew out in that moment. I'm sorry."

"Jackson, stop. I can't take you being nice to me like this. I'm a horrible person, I've done horrible things to you, to God, to my family."

"April what are you talking about?"

"I lied to you, I could have told you so much earlier, I made you sleep with me and now you're trapped," she was sobbing now, "I slept with Matthew because I thought it would help me get over you. It didn't. It just made me more confused."

Jackson was angry over hearing that she had slept with Matthew. His blood boiled. She was his; she was whom he was supposed to end up with. And the thought of someone else having the same connection as he did with her made him feel sick.

"It's okay. April, there's nothing to forgive," he tried so hard to be strong, "please look at me."

"I can't. I don't deserve to look at you. You really should go; I'm just going to hold you back. I'm going to talk to Hunt, and tell him I'm going home. There's nothing keeping me here anymore."

"April, stop it! I'm here. I want you. We can do this. Stop pitying yourself."

"Jackson, you're just saying that because you have to. You're a good guy, it's part of the reason I love you. But you don't need me and the babies holding you down. You're their father, but you don't have to be anything more."

"I want to be, though."

"What do you mean?"

"I want more. I want to be more. I've been scared of commitment my whole life, but I think it's because I never saw what real love was," he began to ramble, "I want the whole damn thing. The wife, the house, the job, and the kids. And I want it with you."

"What are you saying?"

"April Kepner, will you marry me?" Her jaw dropped, and the seconds he waited for her response felt like an eternity. "Well, will you?" He asked again, slightly chocking on his words.