A/N – As we are getting closer to the end of this hiatus, I too am nearing the end of the story. Never fear, this is certainly not the end. I have a couple more chapters left in mind that would hopefully take me right up until the end of the hiatus. I hope you like this one and I hope you like the name I settled on for Baby Girl Avery and I took a little creative liberty with why they chose it. As always reviews are sincerely appreciated and I appreciate all of you who read my silly nonsense. Enjoy!

"Ooohh," April moaned through more contractions, sitting on the balance ball. Hours had passed since her water broke and it felt like an eternity.

"You're doing great, April," Meredith encouraged the redhead as best she could, rubbing her back, though she knew April just wanted her husband to be there.

April didn't want to have to do this alone. This was her second child, but all of this was new to her because Elijah was born via emergency C-section. She hadn't gone through labor before and she needed him there.

Just then Alex burst into the room.

"Where's Jackson?" April asked him, the pain and sadness in her eyes very visible to Alex.

"I looked all over, and I can't find him," Alex responded, dejectedly.

"He did say he had a long surgery this morning," April mentioned in a moment of clarity, "Have you checked the ORs?"

"I will," Alex said with the smile, as he hurried back out the door.

"I can't do this without him," April moaned to Meredith.

"He'll be here," Meredith reassured her.

Alex quickly arrived to the OR Jackson was scheduled to be to see that Jackson was nowhere to be found and the room was empty, save Amelia who was scrubbing out of her just completed surgery.

"Have you seen Avery?" Alex asked the neurosurgeon, startling her.

"The last I saw him, he had just finished his reconstruction and was going to take a power nap. Check an on call room," Amelia responded before returning to scrubbing out.

"Okay, thanks," Alex replied before hurrying out into the hall.

He ran down the stairs to the on call rooms, and burst into each one, interrupting some residents in the process. Finally he came to a dark quiet room. He opened the door to see a large figure sprawled out on the bottom bunk.

"Avery!" Alex barked at the plastics surgeon, waking him.

"What?" Jackson asked groggily, "What's going on?"

"Why didn't you answer your pages? April's in labor and she needs you," Alex snapped at him.

"Oh shit," Jackson exclaimed, "The battery must have died so I never got the pages. I just wanted to nap; I didn't know I'd fall asleep this long. She's probably pissed off."

"Get your ass up there dude," Alex chided him, following behind as Jackson hurried out the door.

The two men rushed into April's room to find her now laying on the bed, visibly in a lot of pain.

"Jackson," April gasped, tears forming in her eyes as she saw him in the door way.

"April, I'm so, so sorry," Jackson pleaded as hurried to her side as tears pour from her eyes. He expected anger from her, but instead she just grabbed his shirt and kissed him like he'd been gone for years.

"It's okay. You're here now," She replied softly before another contraction overtook her attention. Jackson instinctively offered his hand and she held it as tightly as she could, before turning on her side to face him, grabbing on to all of him.

"Okay, April, let's see how far along you are," the doctor directed, as April returned to lying on her back, spreading her knees apart. The doctor quickly examined April before standing up, "Her head is right there April. With your next contraction, it will be time to start pushing. You ready?"

April nodded timidly before looking over to Jackson. He smiled sympathetically and offered his hand, "Squeeze as hard as you need."

"Here it comes, April. Push," the doctor coaxed. April pushed with all of her strength as Meredith and the nurse pulled her legs back. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten," the doctor counted as April bellowed, "You're doing great, just a few deep breaths and you'll need to push again."

"April you are doing great," Jackson cheered her on.

"I can't do this," April countered.

"Yes, you can April. You are so strong. You can bring our daughter into the world," Jackson persuaded April.

"Here comes another one," the doctor announced, as April pushed again, "One, two, three, four, five, six," the doctor counted once again, April nearly screaming from the pain. "Her head is out. One more contraction and you'll get to hold your daughter," the doctor told them as she suctioned her little nose.

"Owwwwww," April continued in pain, "I want to stop. It hurts to much," she moaned as the tears poured from her eyes.

"You can't stop. Our daughter is almost here. You are so close," Jackson tried to encourage her.

"Here we go. Push April gave every ounce of strength she had. "April, reach down here and pull out your daughter," the doctor explained. "Aaaaaah!" April screamed as she pulled her daughter from between her legs up to her chest.

The room was quiet except for the baby's cries, as the nurses suctioned the baby's mouth and nose while Jackson cut the umbilical cord.

"Hi," April gasped through her tears, "Welcome to the world."

"She's so beautiful," Jackson cooed as April kissed her daughter, "You were so amazing, April." Jackson leaned over to kiss April, as the nurses took their little girl away to clean her up.

"You were loud, April, but that was impressive," Meredith smiled, "I'd better go. Congratulations!" She finished before heading out the door.

"Here you go, April," The doctor said, bringing their swaddled baby girl to them and into April's arms.

"Hi sweetie, it's mommy," April cooed at her new baby," I'm so happy you are here."

"So what should we name her?" Jackson asked his wife.

"I'm not sure," April responded, "I do like Grace for a middle name. Do you have any ideas for a first name?"

"Well, my mom's mom was named Evelyn. We could name her that," Jackson timidly suggested.

"Evelyn Grace Avery…I like it," April approved of the recommendation.

"What do you think, Evie?" Jackson asked their hours old daughter. The infant just yawned and scrunched her nose.

"I think she likes it," April giggled at their daughter's reaction.

"Me too," Jackson agreed, sitting on the bed next to his wife. He gently placed his arm around his girls and kissed the top of April's head as the nurses finished their work and left the trio alone to enjoy the moment.