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Chapter 5

A Strange Dream

April opens her eyes to nothing but darkness. There's no light encompassing her, she's just lost in a vast space. She finds herself lying flat on her back, her heart pounding in anticipation and fear. April tries to move, but her body won't let her. She suddenly feels like she can't breathe, and she knows what she's experiencing. A Panic Attack. The term reverberates within her mind repeatedly, sounding more daunting each time. "Mama." The voice chills her to the bone. April recognizes it instantly, even though she's never heard it before.

Without warning, her body is suddenly able to move, and she gets to her feet. April immediately feels a headache come on and dizziness follows. She notices a light in the middle of the room, reminding her of a spotlight. Tears come to her eyes, even before her eyes come into focus. A teenage boy stands there, bathed in the light, and April's heart stops. "Mama". That's all she needs to hear to know that this is real. Her baby is alive and he's here. April rushes towards Samuel, her arms wide open, and her heart full of love. She sees a smile spread across her son's face, as her arms finally wrap around him.

April thought that she'd never get to hold Samuel again, after he had died in her arms that terrible day. She holds him tightly to her, never wanting to let go of him again. "Mom, you're killing me." April freezes in place, the voice now much deeper. It takes her a moment to pull back from her son, but when she finally does, Samuel is now about thirteen years old. She looks at him and the face staring back is Jackson's. The only feature that he has of her is the Kepner nose, but she doesn't mind. He's her son, hers and Jackson's. The though makes her heart warm and she can't help but envelope him again.

A few moments pass, before Samuel's voice breaks the silence. "Mom, we have a lot to do before you go back. I promise you can hug me later." April laughs at her son's typical teenage behavior, even though he should only be three. As she hesitantly pulls back, her mind floods with nothing but questions. April holds both his arms, not wanting to lose the contact completely. "Samuel, where are we?" He gives her a smile, Jackson's smile. "There was an accident…" Her breath catches at his words. "Is Harriet okay?" Samuel gives her a nod. "She's okay, mom, but you had a pretty bad head injury." April does her best to wrap her head around everything her son is telling her right now, but one puzzle piece still doesn't fit. "Samuel…how are you here…like this?" He gives her a smirk. "You mean, how am I a teenager, when I was a baby not too long ago?" She gives him a nod. "I figured that you'd want to talk to me, so I'm appearing to you as a teenager. I thought it would be nice for you to see me how I would have turned out." April can't help but smile at her son and how amazing he is. She just wishes that Jackson and Harriet were here too. April knows how much he hurt over Samuel's death, even though she wasn't there for him at the time.

A pang radiates within her heart, as she thinks about the destruction of her marriage to Jackson. She wonders if he'll ever find it in his heart to forgive her or if she'll ever find it in her own heart to forgive him. For treating her like crap since Montana, for playing with her heart so recklessly. April hates that he decided to help her only when she was spiraling out of control and not before. A hand suddenly sits on her shoulder and her son's voice breaks through her thoughts. "Dad's hurting, you know." Confusion comes over her, as she turns to her son. "What?" Samuel gives her a frown. "He's sitting down there right now beating himself up about not being able to help you. Dad loves you, mom, he always has." The conviction in her son's voice makes her heart stop.

She feels the tears start to fill her eyes. "Then, why has he been shutting me out and treating me like a stranger?" Her son shakes his head. "You hurt him more than anyone and he has no idea how to deal with that much hurt. You know how dad is, he internalizes all his feelings?" April laughs at her son, a sound she hasn't heard from herself in a while. "Internalize, kinda a big word for a teenager." He gives her Jackson's smile again. "I'm not the average teenager." April gives him a nod, agreeing with some of what he said, but not all of it. "He hurt me too." Samuel wraps her in a brief hug and April smiles. "I know he hurt you and he knows it too." There's a pause in their conversation and April tries to read his eyes. She can see the sadness within them. "I'm sorry for everything you've both been through since I…died. It's my fault you and dad aren't together." Now, it's Aprils turn to pull her son into a long hug.

She hates that he blames himself for destroying her relationship with Jackson, the thought makes her heart ache. "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself. We loved you so much and we were heartbroken when we lost you, but you were not the reason for our divorce." Tears stream down her face, as she holds onto the baby she lost. The son that she had dreamed about for months, the son that she loves with all her heart. A few minutes pass, before he lets her go. She notices a few stray tears on his cheeks before he wipes them away. "I love you, mom." Her heart warms at his words, as she grabs onto his hand. "I love you, too. Always." With that, the two take a walk into the vastness. There's nothing in either direction, just her and her son.