100 Days of One Shots, Day 4 Prompt: "One day when april and jackson are on their balcony for a date night watching the stars, jackson asks April why she chose to give her virginity to him and when she started to have feeling for him. And April asks the same question."


"How did I get so lucky?" Jackson asked, pulling April close to him. She sat on his lap drinking a glass of moscato as they watched the stars from their balcony. They'd been married two weeks. Every night felt like a "date " so far, but it was important to April that they schedule time together, so tonight, it was officially date night. Two surgeons couldn't exactly schedule coordinate schedules easily, add being majority owner of the hospital and hiding your marriage on top of that and it became almost impossible, but they were both trying their best.

"I wanna know how I got so lucky. I never imagined I'd live in a place like this, have this view from my balcony. Have a balcony. Thank you." She grabbed his face and kissed him.

"Stop. Why are you thanking me for our home?" Jackson hated any discussion of money. Anytime the topic came up he did his best to deflect the conversation.

"Because it was your home before it was my home. It's not even officially mine yet. And you moved me in all alone, and because I love you."

"I was alone? Really, because I seem to remember you there, too. Bossing me around. But I mean it, April. In San Francisco, how did I get lucky? Why did you choose me?" He brushed her hair away from her eyes.

April took a moment to think. The truth was, she never really thought about that before. Yes, she'd spent countless hours of her life thinking and praying about why she'd lost her virginity, but not why she chose to give it to Jackson. Because she did, choose him, she knew that now.

"I guess because you were my best friend. Like I said, I was sick of following all of my rules and well…" Suddenly, April looked away from her husband. She told him everything, but this was going to be hard, because it might not be the same for him. She didn't know if she could handle his truth.

"Sweetheart, what? Tell me!"

"I…I think I knew I loved you, then. Maybe not that I was in love. But I knew there was love there, in that moment….for me, it, it doesn't have to be the same for you…I I understand…That doesn't have to be. ..Why did you let me kiss you? I..."

Jackson kissed her, to interrupt her sentence, slowly, carefully, making sure she felt it. "Of course, of course there was love there for me, too. I wouldn't have let you kiss me if there wasn't. April, I knew, OK? Whether I knew Jesus was involved or not, I knew what you were giving to me."

"When did you know you loved me?" she asked.

"I've always loved you, April…after the shooting it was just me and you. You are my best friend. I have always loved you."

"OK, in love then. When did you know you were in love with me?"

Jackson was quiet for a minute. For him, this was the hard part. "I knew I was in love with you the day we thought we were pregnant. I said I was all in. I meant I was all in for you. In love with you. Not just, not just in it for a kid. I should've told you, but I turned my feelings off after that….until…well I'm sorry."

April let out a small gasp. All of these details were new to her. "I broke it. I broke your heart. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Hey, look at me…" Jackson was gazing at the stars; it was difficult for him, admitting all of this. Talking about feelings was not something he was used to. "I'm sorry. And I will never break your heart again. Do you believe me?"

"Yes, I mean the vows pretty much covered that."

"I love you so much. I can't believe I didn't know until…"

"What about you, when did you know?"

April looked down. "The night of the storm. I knew. But I said 'I want you' not 'I love you' and then I said yes to him. I shouldn't have. I asked him..." she let her voice trail off.

"Don't do that. Don't blame yourself for reacting to me. This is why I feel so lucky. Because after all of that, we're sitting here, looking at the stars. We're married."

"We're married," April repeated, looking up at the night sky.

"Hey, wanna get lucky?" Jackson whispered in her ear, sent a chill down her spine.

She nodded and jumped off of his lap, picking up her wine glass and heading inside. She glanced back at her husband, eyes daring him to follow her inside.