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I Want You With Me
Chapter 7
April
April sat in the lounge, snacking on carrots as she reviewed her planner. As she crossed a couple things off her to-do list, Jackson came in and smiled at her.
"Hey, I thought I would find you in here," he said, leaning down and kissing her lightly.
"You guessed right," she said, popping a carrot into her mouth.
Jackson walked to the mini fridge and grabbed water out of it, flipping it in the air before he sat down with her and opened it.
"You on call tonight?" he asked, stealing a carrot from her.
"Nope, why?" she asked, reviewing her list.
"Well, I am not on call either, maybe we could…" he trailed off, waggling his eyebrows at her suggestively.
April looked up at him, chuckling, "Yeah, I can't. I have to do laundry tonight. I am desperately low on clean clothes."
"You are picking laundry over sex? With me?" he said in disbelief, "You do remember the other night, right? Or was the sex so headbanging it has caused memory loss?"
April laughed and said, "I would have sex with you if I had a washer and dryer and could do both at the same time, but I don't. So...I have a date with my laundry at the laundromat."
Jackson pouted and April chuckled, "Hang out with Alex or something."
"He is boring now that he is dating Jo," he responded, sipping his water.
"You are such a baby," she said in an amused voice, packing up her planner and her carrots.
Jackson leaned over and said, "Do you have time now?"
April smiled and said, "No, you are just going to have to make do without me tonight."
Jackson frowned as April stood, her pager going off. She walked around the table and leaned down and kissed Jackson deeply, "Talk to you later?"
He nodded and smirked up at her.
"See you," he said as she walked out of the lounge.
Jackson
Jackson sighed in disappointment. Last night they had both been on call, so they didn't get to see each other except passing glances. Jackson and April had been pretty inseparable since they had slept together that first time, spending every night together.
Jackson didn't like to admit that one night apart bothered him, but it did. He wanted her with him. He found his bed too big, his apartment too lonely, his heart aching too much without her.
Jackson stood as his pager interrupted his thoughts. He glanced down at it, standing as he was called down to the trauma. This was one place that Jackson didn't mind getting paged to.
Jackson rounded the corner and walked to the nurses' station, "You paged?" he asked.
"Lacerations that need a consult, bed three," nurse said, handing him an electronic tablet. Jackson reviewed the tablet before heading over.
"Dr. Avery, I will be the plastic surgeon who will attend to you. Any allergies?" he asked, before gloving up and looking for all the supplies he would need.
"No," the patient said, "Is this going to hurt?"
"No," Jackson said, smiling as he began cleaning the wound, "I am just going to clean this up and then I will numb you up and put a few stitches in. Sound good?"
The patient nodded and Jackson asked, "So how did this happen?"
"My girlfriend," he said, smiling ruefully, "Well, ex-girlfriend. I took her to dinner. She thought I was asking her to move in, but...I told her I thought we were moving too fast."
Jackson grimaced and said, "That sucks. What was this? A ring?"
He nodded and Jackson reached up to hold his face still as he worked.
"Stay still," Jackson said as he finished the cleaning, "I am going to be holding needles near your face, so you don't want to move. Trust me."
There was a silence as Jackson numbed his face and began preparing his sutures. As he did, he thought about the decision to move in with someone. It was a big step.
"So, how long have you been dating?" Jackson asked, realizing what a personal question that was.
"A year," he responded, "She was talking marriage after six months though."
Jackson nodded and decided to change the subject to baseball. A safer subject.
After he finished up, he walked to the station to finish charting.
"Excuse me, who let you down here? I showed them your picture," April said in a teasing voice as she rubbed her side against his flirtatiously. Jackson wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her temple.
"Change your mind about laundry night?" he whispered in a husky voice.
April smiled, shook her head in an equally husky, sarcastic voice replied, "No. I don't like stinking of soiled clothing."
"I'll buy you new clothing," he said smiling, his hand moving lower down her back.
April promptly removed herself from his grasp and said, "Behave, Jackson!"
Jackson smiled and said, "Fine."
April looked at his chart and asked, "What did they need you for?"
"Lacerations only my skilled hands could fix," Jackson said, "I mean... you know how skilled they are…"
"That's it," April scolded, blushing furiously, "Go. Back to plastics, now!" April was pointing towards the elevators and shaking her head, trying not to smile.
Jackson laughed as he put the tablet back on the charger and walked out of trauma. Even after he left, he was smiling about his girlfriend.
April
April was determined to take this one night for herself. She had been feeling like her and Jackson were just too lost in each other. The other night she realized that they hadn't spent a night apart for the past two weeks, except for the one night when they were both on call.
She hadn't been back to her apartment, unless it was to grab a change of clothes. When she found she had no more clean clothes that weren't formalwear, she knew she needed to take a break from Jackson for a night.
But it was really hard. He was almost impossible to say no to. He was just too cute. And really, really sexy.
"Dr. Kepner?"
April jumped and spun. "Hi Dr. Hunt," she said, flustered, "Did you need something?"
"No, I just was wondering what you were still doing here. I thought I was on call for trauma tonight," he said, looking at his watch.
"Oh yeah, you are, I was just...finishing a chart before heading out, sorry," she said, clicking out of her chart before placing the tablet back on the charger.
After giving Hunt a brief rundown of the ER, April went to locker room where Jackson was waiting. She sighed as he smiled at her and asked, "Heading out?"
She nodded, biting the inside of her lip. She didn't' know if she could resist him one more time today.
"You?" she asked, looking him over in his street clothes.
"Yeah," he said, walking up behind her and placing his hands on her hips.
"You are awfully quiet, Kepner," he said, burying his face in her hair, inhaling. April shivered at his proximity and had to restrain every muscle from wrapping around Jackson.
"Nothing to say," she said, her voice cracking as his hands massaged her hips.
"Really? That is very unlike you," he murmured, in a sexy voice.
It was that voice that caused Jackson to push his hands off her hips, "Jackson, I know what you're doing!"
He smiled mischievously and said, "Trying to seduce my girlfriend?"
April crossed her arms and said, "I have to change and I don't think that is going to help your current...mood."
Jackson laughed and said, "Fine, I just wanted to wish you goodnight."
April smiled as he came towards her and kissed her. He broke the kiss off before it got too heated then grabbed his bag and headed out, with a smile at her over his shoulder.
April smiled back affectionately, waving as he left.
April sat on the bench in front of her locker and sighed. Yeah, it was definitely getting too hard to say no to him.
Jackson
Jackson walked into Joe's and spotted Karev and Jo at the bar. He walked up to them and greeted them both as he signaled the bar tender.
Jo glared at him and walked away from her boyfriend and headed towards Leah, Shane and Stephanie who were all sitting at a nearby booth.
"Great, now Stephanie is going to whine to Jo all night, and I won't get any, thanks man," Alex grumbled, sipping his beer.
Jackson chuckled as he sipped his own beer. "What are you doing here, anyway?" Alex asked, "Shouldn't you be with April, instead of in enemy territory with your former jilted lover and her band of loyal, incompetent interns?"
"April is...doing laundry tonight," Jackson said lamely, disappointment clear in her voice.
Alex lifted an eyebrow, amused, "Really? Is she also shampooing her hair too, because wow, she sounds swamped."
Jackson laughed and said, "I know. She said she had to go to the laundromat. Her apartment doesn't have machines."
"I love owning my own house," Alex said.
Jackson nodded and said, "I think she wanted a night at home to herself. Which makes sense, I guess, because she has been at my place every night for the past two weeks."
Alex grimaced and replied, "Dude… that's a lot."
Jackson just shrugged and said, "It's normal. Right? I mean, you and Jo-"
"Four to five nights a week. Tops," Alex said immediately.
"Really?" Jackson asked in disbelief.
Alex nodded as he signaled for another round.
"Maybe if you spend that much time together, you should just move in together," Alex said, "Then she wouldn't be stuck in the laundromat and you would be getting laid even when she is...doing laundry."
Jackson looked at him in confusion for a moment before considering his suggestion. Should they move in together? He wouldn't lie and claim he hadn't thought about it before. When he woke with April by his side, he couldn't help wondering what it would be like to have her in his bed every morning. More importantly, when she was gone, he absolutely hated it. Couldn't sleep.
Jackson looked emptied his bottle of beer, before tapping the bar a couple of times.
"Where are you going?" Alex asked as Jackson stood and slid his jacket back on.
"I gotta go, can you cover this?" he asked pointing to the beer.
Alex nodded and shrugged, "Where are you going?"
"Laundromat," Jackson said, darting out of the bar.
Jackson tried to call April, but she didn't answer. He went to her apartment, but she wasn't home. He swore under his breath when he realized that he didn't know where she did her laundry. Jackson looked up at his phone for a solution. Would Arizona know? Doubtful.
April
April hummed along to her iPod as she folded her laundry. She was about halfway done when she felt a tapping on her shoulder.
April turned and her mouth dropped open at the sight of Jackson.
"Jackson," she said in surprise, pulling her earbuds out of her ear, "What...what are you doing here? How did you know where I would be?"
"This is my third laundromat," Jackson said, holding up his phone with a list of laundromats located around her apartment.
April gaped at Jackson in surprise and asked, "Is everything okay? Do they need me at the hospital?" fumbling her for her phone. She wasn't on call, but maybe there was a massive trauma or something.
Jackson shook his head and said, "No, you're not needed at the hospital. I just wanted to stop by and talk to you."
April nodded and said, "Okay." She began folding her laundry again.
"I think…I think you should move in with me," Jackson blurted out. April dropped the shirt she was folding and looked at him in shock. She glanced around the laundromat. There were only two other people in there besides April and Jackson. One was a person who was not there to do laundry, but to speak loudly back at the television and the other a cleaning lady, who was busy wiping out the washers.
April looked back at Jackson who was patiently waiting for her response to his suggestion that they move in together.
"You...you want to move in together?" April asked, in disbelief, "It's been-"
"Two months," he said, nodding, "I know, it's soon."
April nodded mutely, "Really soon. Too soon?" she wondered aloud.
Jackson shook his head and said, "Listen to my reasoning," he requested.
April nodded, trying to stay calm and think this through.
"We have already known each other for years and years. We have already successfully lived together twice and now we are in love. I don't see how being in love with each other could change that result," Jackson said. April nodded as she thought about it, but still...this was a step in their romantic relationship.
When they lived together before, they had just moved in together out of convenience as friends. Was this the next step? And more importantly, were they taking this step too soon?
As if hearing her thought, Jackson said, "I just...I was thinking about what our next would be and I think this is it. I think it's right. Even if it does seem soon, I know that I don't like being apart from you. I know that I like falling asleep next to you at night, and I love waking up with you in the morning. I think that we could be...happy."
April chewed on her bottom lip as she looked at him. He looked so hopeful and excited by the prospect.
"Why would I move in with you? Why wouldn't you move in with me?" April asked, a smile tugging on her lips.
"Because I have a bigger apartment and my own washer and dryer," he said, gesturing to the man speaking to the TV.
April laughed and nodded, "Point taken."
Jackson chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Just...think about it. Okay?"
April nodded and wrapped her arms around her his neck as he kissed her lips softly.
"Good," he whispered against her lips.
Jackson sighed and seemed hesitant to say something, piquing April's interest.
"What?" she asked, turning back to her laundry and folding the shirt she had dropped.
"I don't want to go back to my apartment alone," he said sheepishly, "Can I help you?"
April smiled and said, "Fold my whites for me?"
He smiled and set his stuff down, grabbing her laundry. They folded side by side for forty five minutes, talking and laughing. When they finished her laundry, Jackson loaded her laundry in his car and took April to his apartment for the rest of the night.
So what do you all think? Did Jackson pitch moving successfully? Should April move in with him so soon? Thoughts?
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