A/N: Okay, I know it has been way too long, and I apologize! March and April were crazy busy, and so are May and June, but I didn't want to keep everyone waiting for longer (plus I needed some happy Japril myself!). The next one will be up sometime after the end of my exam period in the other half of June! I hope you enjoy the chapter!

Jackson stood behind psychiatrist door, staring at the name tag. He knew for sure he was going crazy and needed help, but he couldn't bring himself to go inside. That would mean actually admitting that he was crazy. And even though he realised the dreams were weird, and he was out of his mind, he didn't want anyone else to know. He didn't want to admit it, but he cared about other people's opinion of him way more than he should have.

So instead of going inside, instead of getting help, Jackson turned away. Instead he walked straight to the main door and left. He heard people calling for him, but he didn't care. He couldn't stay or he would have lost his mind. And they couldn't punish him because he wasn't on call.

Jackson didn't live near the hospital – it was a thirty minute walk home – but he ignored his car in the parking lot. He needed to relieve his stress, so he decided to jog home. He hoped running could get his mind off of everything, but it didn't work. Nothing would work. He was deep inside this mess and he couldn't get out. He didn't want out.

He wanted April. He wanted to lie down next to her, cook for her, take walks in the park, do normal stuff that normal couples do. And he did get to do that with her. But none of it was normal.

Everything felt heightened to him in his dreams, and his waking life was dull. If someone asked him to paint a picture of the two worlds, his waking life was different shades of grey while the dream life he shared with April was vibrant colours. April was vibrant.

For a second, Jackson had the worst thought. What if the dreams stop? He wouldn't be able to go on the same way anymore.

Jackson had always had a good life. He was from a successful family, and even though he was the pretty boy of the family, the one no one had high hopes for, he proved everyone wrong. He succesfully graduated from med school and he was one of the best residents at Mercy West Hospital. He had a lot of friends and a good life. He had never felt like he was missing anything.

Not until five days ago. The dreams had lasted for only five days, but they had already changed Jackson's view on everything. He couldn't see his life the same way anymore. He couldn't picture a happy life without April.

Before Jackson even realised, he had reached his home. He took his keys out of his pocket and opened the door. He could feel the emptiness of the apartment as soon as he stepped inside, and he desperately wished April was here right now.

He looked at the clock. 9 pm. Good enough to go to bed.

Jackson experienced his dreams as if they were real life. The first few hours were boring and the only thing he did was sit around watching TV. That wasn't what he wanted to do, but he seemed to have little control over what was happening right now. He didn't even realise he didn't want to watch TV. He had a weird feeling in his gut that this isn't what he was supposed to be doing, but he ignored it.

After a while he heard a knock on the door and he almost jumped up. It had to be April. Jackson ran to the corridor, opened the door and a huge smile crept on his face. April smiled at him, her curls loosely falling on her shoulders. She was his true love. She made him happy. After a few seconds of just smiling at each other, Jackson stepped closer to April to lose the distance between them, and then kissed her. It was a quick, soft kiss, but Jackson didn't pull away. Instead he took April in his arms and held her, quietly closing the door behind her. He was still holding his arm around her when they walked to the living room.

„What would you like to do tonight?" Jackson asked as he looked at April. At that moment he would have done anything April asked. Anything.

„I was thinking that maybe we should just stay home," April responded, sitting down on the couch and pulling Jackson down with her. „I'm just tired. We could order food, watch movies, and just talk. –Or you could make dinner."

„I could do that," Jackson said as he stood up, kissing April on the forehead. „We don't have a lot of food, but I could make lasagna."

Jackson found the ingredients and looked at April for approval. As April nodded, Jackson started making the dish. Not a lot of people knew this about him, but he had always enjoyed cooking. There was something calming about it.

Lasagna was an easy meal to make so it didn't take him long to put it in the oven. As he was doing that, April quietly walked up to Jackson and put her arms around his waist, resting her face on his back.

„I'm so lucky to have you," she whispered quietly and squeezed before letting go so Jackson could turn around. As Jackson faced April and took her hands, he gazed into her eyes and knew. Today was the night. He would do it.

„Could you please pour out two glasses of champagne? I have to get something from the bedroom," Jackson told April as he let go of her hands and walked to the bedroom. It was right there on the top shelf in the farthest corner. He grabbed it and went back to the living room.

„April," he started quietly, making April raise her eyebrows and then gasp for air as he got down on one knee. „I know this is crazy. We haven't known each other for a long time, but it feels like forever. And I know that you're the person I want to spend my life with. It will always be you. I love you, April. So damn much. Will you marry me?"

At first there was no response, but after a few seconds April managed to gather herself and whisper: „Yes!" She pulled Jackson up and said more loudly: „Yes, Jackson, yes, I will marry you!"

Jackson couldn't help but smile and it was the biggest smile he had ever had on his face.