Hi so here is another chapter, I apologise for both the shortness and the lateness however it has been a long month with a hell of a lot of deadlines and so this came out.

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Little Lion Man

Chapter 49-8x07-Put Me In Coach

In which there is a baseball game, a fight and Aidan who sees the cracks in Jackson and Lexie's relationship however Hugo refuses to get involved...yeah...cause we all know that, that is going to last long.


The events leading up to this baseball game were not important. Somewhere between his third and fourth swig of whatever it was mixed with coke that was in the hipflask Aidan had smuggled from the kitchen (where Cristina had been making her own cocktail) Hugo had decided that. Somewhere between the fifth and the sixth swig he had decided the only way forward from this problem concerning his father's love life and the fact that he could never seem to switch off his interest with it was to lie down on the pitch and lament to the sky. Or...well...Aidan, who after years of living in a house like his, had built up a higher alcohol tolerance than most fifteen years olds had.

Aidan was watching him with a sort of worn amusement. True, Hugo had been trying (and failing miserably) to forget the entire embarrassing moment when he had believed that his father was going to ask April out, to be happy with April. But...well...they were making it so hard.

First his father had casually mentioned to Alex that he was worried that Lexie was falling for Sloan again, (Aidan had relieved that story to Hugo over marshmallows and the beginning of a long Harry Potter marathon) and then if that wasn't enough April had been rushing one day to work and had come downstairs looking for her comfiest pair of jeans wearing nothing but a shirt that was too large for her that did nothing to hide her legs or the fact that she was wearing black underwear framed with white and Hugo thought his father would have to be airlifted to a secure facility.

That had been one of the few times he had wished he had a camera and a Facebook account that wasn't checked by his father regularly under the guise of 'protection from predators' and it had only served to get worse.

Owen had decided to throw together a baseball game between the surgeons and another hospital. Hugo had only come along because being alone was boring and Aidan liked baseball and the fact that he had been promised that he didn't have to play. Which in hindsight was a shame because he really did like the idea of pretending to be a surgeon far more than what was healthy.

"Sometimes" he said finally staring up at the clouds as Aidan gave up and lay down next to him with another swig of the flask. "I really wish that I could just get on the family plane and fly far, far away from this madness...and if any member of my family would follow then there would be no limits to how strong my wrath would be"

There was a snort by Aidan probably at the use of the word 'wrath'but then there was a pause and Hugo saw out of the corner of his eye his friend turn to him indignation and something that looked a little bit like awe on his face.

"You have a fucking plane?"

Hugo however was distracted by a cloud in what he thought was the shape of a heart. Or maybe he was finally cracking up, he probably did have at least one relative that had gone insane in the past. Maybe he could relocate before that happened. Montana was supposed to be nice in the winter, lots of snow and good coffee that tasted like wood or whatever.

(God he had to stop surfing online to beat insomnia, he really did just have to)

"Yeah" he said trying to figure out what another cloud looked like. Aidan scoffed under his breath muttering darkly. Hugo ignored him focusing more on the ball that was flying overhead.

"Are we winning?" he asked distractedly.

"No" Aidan said after a minute. "We're losing, by a horrific amount if you must know." Hugo shook his head. "That's more your area of expertise" he said finally. "I can't wait for this to be over"

"So you can do what?" Aidan asked passing him the hipflask. "Mope about how April and Jackson are refusing to realise what's in front of them and become 'Japril'?"

"Japril?" Hugo asked shaking his head and taking another swig. "What the hell is that?"

"It' their ship name" Aidan said simply. "It goes rather well don't you think?" Hugo stared at him as another shout came from the nearest Doctor. He pushed himself up on one elbow and saw Miranda Bailey, Meredith and Cristina getting into a row and Webber caught in the middle of it. It seemed that Cristina was following their area of expertise and drinking her way through this entire mess.

Honestly, Hugo did not understand what the hell was the point of this exercise? Why did surgeons need to bond with other surgeons? What was the point of anything that wasn't cutting people open when there was an opportunity to cut people open all day?

Oh shit, the booze was really getting to him now.

"Ship name?" he said finally. "And you call me self-involved" Aidan shot him a poisonous look. "Japril" he said with an air of finality "Will turn out to be nearly as dramatic as Meredith and Derek if you don't get a handle on this. Even I'm now waiting for the moment where either your father or April grab the other and drag them into the nearest on-call room"

At that Hugo took another swig of the hipflask and then nearly choked on whatever it was that he had been steadily drinking for the better part of an hour. A shadow had fallen on them and Hugo and Aidan looked up to see the annoyed figure of Doctor Webber.

"Get up" he said finally turning around to stomp off to the game least Owen explode. "And that had better be gone by the time this game ends or there will hell to pay for the both of you" he was pointing at the flask that Hugo had attempted to hide in the grass.

"Come on" Aidan said standing up. "There's no way in hell that were gonna win this thing but if the ship is going down then we may as well go down with it"

Hugo shook his head more to himself than to Aidan.

"Japril" he muttered to himself seeing his father shoot April another look across the field as she tugged on the end of one end of her plated hair and shaking his head at the obvious and obliviousness that surrounded them. Japril, he thought scathingly.

Like hell was that going to catch on.


I will try and update quicker next time, let me know what you thought of this admittedly not great chapter.

Next Chapter-8x08-Heart Shaped Box-In which there is a medical miracle that commands everyone's attention, Jackson struggles with his decisions regarding his relationships both professionally and personally with Lexie and Sloan and Hugo decides he is a hundred percent done with everyone's crap.