A/N not too familiar with all this medical jargon so please forgive me. Please remember to review. I'm so touched by the amount of reviews I got on the first chapter. It means the world!

Chapter 2:

The sharp beeping of her pager woke April up with a start. She jumped from the bed and hastily began to dress herself. "911 E.R" her pager told her with another sharp beep. Jackson groggily woke up too, watching with confusion as April rushed around the on call room collecting her belongings.

"What's happened?" he asked, rubbing his eyes, propping himself up on his elbows.

"I'm being paged" she explained breathlessly, throwing on her lab coat. "Trauma incoming, Hunt wants me down there".

"You're so sexy when you're flustered" he smiled slyly, watching her tie up her hair in the small mirror. She glanced behind her shoulder at him through the mirror. He was still naked under the sheets, the top of his torso uncovered. His bright smile and blue eyes….. It took all her willpower not to go back to him.

"Shut up" she quipped back, grabbing her pager from the bedside table and stuffing it in her pocket before leaning down until she was face to face with him, their mouths only inches apart.

"You better get dressed" she told him with a smile. "We're still on shift".

"I don't think what we just did was in the job description" he replied cheekily, sitting up.

"I think it could be part of 'other duties'" she grinned, leaning forward and kissing him deeply on the lips. She broke away a little too soon as her pager went off again. She groaned inwardly and made for the door, leaving Jackson hanging.

"I'll see you later" she told him brightly, grabbing his scrub pants and chucking them at his face. He caught them with a knowing grin and nodded. "We'll continue this later" he called after her.

April walked down the corridor towards the elevator with an impenetrable smile on her face. Nothing could bring her down now.

….

The elevator gave a light ping as the doors opened and April stepped quickly out into the E.R. She immediately found Dr Hunt as he rushed towards the ambulance entrance.

"Kepner", he barked as he saw her. "Good of you to join us", he snapped pulling on his trauma gown.

"I'm sorry…" April began with a flush of embarrassment.

"Save it", he stopped her with a hand. "We've got ambulances on their way. Four car pile-up on the expressway. Sounded pretty messy. Multiple head and internal injuries in the field. We've got reports of children too so be prepared, we might lose some today. You're gonna help me in the trauma rooms. Get one of your interns to round up any available attending or residents to assist".

April nodded briskly and ran back into the ER where Jo was waiting for her anxiously. "I heard about the crash" she said quietly. "All those poor people…."

"Snap out of it Wilson!" April told her sharply. "Page Dr Yang if she not in surgery and then page Dr Karev, tell him we've got multiple paediatric trauma's coming in. Oh and get Avery….I think we'll have plenty of facial lacerations for him to look after" she didn't give her intern another glance as she briskly walked back out to the ambulance bay. The sirens become louder as a stream of ambulances began to approach. The first one stopped at April's feet and seconds later the back doors burst open.

"27 year old female teacher front seat passenger got side swiped by a car. Drifting in and out of consciousness. Broken ulna and clavicle and suspected internal damage…she's got some dark bruising on the abdomen".

"Trauma room 1" April instructed, pointing the officers inside the door where a sea of residents and attendings were waiting to fight for the best cases.

"What's going on here" Hunt demanded to the first ambulance officer who jumped out. He pointed back to the 8 or so ambulances waiting in line. April felt her stomach sink in dread and fear. What had happened. This couldn't be a simple multi car pile-up.

"One of the vehicles was a mini bus on a field trip from an elementary school", the driver explained, closing the doors of the ambulance and walking back to the driver's seat. "There were 30 or so kids".

"Jesus Christ", Owen sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"I'll get on the phone" April interrupted sharply. "I'll tell them to send us the kids and divert patients from the other cars to nearby hospitals".

"Good thinking Kepner" Owen nodded in agreement. He was grateful April had interjected because he was completely stunned at that moment. "Any kids who can walk or aren't critical can also be diverted. I'll page Robbins!" he shouted, running back inside as the ambulances continued to pull up.

"Trauma 2" April instructed the two ambulance officers as soon as they exited. There was a little girl on the gurney….she couldn't have been more than 6 years old. Her blonde hair tied in a braid. The oxygen mask covered almost all her face, she was that small. April fought to hold back the tears. There were more children to come.

…

April sighed wearily to herself as she sighed off on the last chart. "Continue to monitor all the patients vitals. If anything happens…page an attending immediately", April instructed the group of 6 interns firmly. What a day! Nine hours later and they had lost 7 people. Five children were gone. Their injuries just too critical for their tiny, innocent bodies to withstand. Some died in the ER while some arrested on the table and couldn't be revived. April herself was operating on a ruptured spleen of a 7 year old boy when he arrested. The shock of the whole thing too much for his little body. Watching those vitals drop….it was the worst feeling she'd felt in a long while. Five young, innocent lives…gone, forever.

She left the chart and decided to go up to the paediatric floor to see how the little blonde girl was faring….she was the first one to arrive and April had been so grateful to hear she'd pulled through. Only some breaks and fractures. Painful, but she'd pull through. She stepped into the empty elevator and pressed her back against the wall, leaning her head back. She looked up at the bright fluorescent lights of the elevator and prayed a silent prayer to God. So that He would look after those children in Heaven. The elevator opened and she stepped out. The paediatric floor always made her smile. The nurses wore coloured scrubs and there were drawings of animals, flowers, cars everywhere! It was a place of joy.

She quickly found the girls room and looked in on her. A woman, obviously her mother was sitting in the armchair, sleeping, her hand on her daughters smaller one. April looked at the chart. Her name was Juliet, she was six year old. Diagnosis: broken left radius and ulna, fractured ribs and broken right tibia and fibula. All set in surgery by Dr Torres. April felt pity for the poor girl. It was a painful experience having only one bone broken, but five? She was too young to go through this! April stood outside the glass door, looking in on the girl as she slept. She didn't know why she was doing it. Maybe because by looking at this girl who had survived, she could forget about all those who'd died. She leaned her body against a nearby pillar and continued to look in, a sad smile on her lips.

She was lost in her train of thoughts that she didn't even see Jackson come up behind her, gently resting his hands on her hips. In public, their affection couldn't be obvious.

"Hey" he whispered into her ear. "How are you? I heard you lost some patients today" he asked worryingly.

She nodded sadly and continued to look in on Juliet. "She seems to peaceful" she told him blankly "look at her sleeping. You would never think that she's just been involved in a major car crash. That she's broken two limbs and that she's got months of recovery ahead. You would never think that", Jackson could hear the sadness and tears in her voice. One of the things he loved about her was a enormous concern for others. He leant down so that his head was lightly resting on top of her auburn hair. The floor was almost empty so he felt safe to make the affectionate gesture.

"She's gonna be ok" he reassured her. "She's probably got a fantastic family who will be supporting her through this. She's got her whole life ahead of her".

April didn't respond, making Jackson grow more concerned.

"Hey" he said softly, spinning her around to face him. He cupped her face in his hands and smiled lovingly. Their eyes locking. "You know it's part of the job" he told her gently. "We lose patients, we save patients. It's different for everybody. We're not miracle workers April….we're not God".

April looked up at him dejectedly. She knew he was right. He had a point. But it still didn't take away the pain. Losing patients was always terrible, but children were even worse. She nodded and allowed herself to lean into his chest. He responded by wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a tight, warm embrace.

"It'll be ok" he reassured her. "You did what you could".

"I just need to sleep" she replied quietly. She wanted to lie somewhere and not get up for like a day or two.

"Ok" he nodded in agreement. It had been a long day for him too. He'd had two surgeries before the trauma and then he had to look after a bucket load of facial and body lac's. He was exhausted. "I'll take you home" he put his arm around her shoulder and led her to the elevator.

…..

April used her key to open the front door of their apartment. She dumped her bag on the nearby table and shrugged off her winter coat. Jackson followed soon behind her. April didn't look back, heading straight for her bedroom. Jackson froze, it was the first time they were together in their apartment since their profession of mutual love. He wasn't sure what the status quo was at home. Give her space or let her be? It had been a long, overwhelming day for her. He knew she needed to rest and didn't want to bombard her. He sat awkwardly on the couch and turned on the TV, waiting for her to make the first move. It didn't take long.

"Jackson?", she called from her bedroom. He quickly stood and walked over to her. She was standing outside her chest of drawers in her pyjama shorts and t-shirt. Damn she looked hot.

"What are you doing?", she asked, a small smile playing on her lips.

"I'm just….", he stumbled, unable to take his eyes off her body. "I wasn't sure what you wanted", he told her sheepishly.

"And today didn't clear anything up?", she asked him with a grin.

"Oh it did!" he stepped closer towards her and she mirrored his actions. He grabbed her waist and pulled her into him. She gave a small squeal of delight, hitting his chest playfully.

"It's been a long day", she sighed deeply, resting her forehead on his warm chest. Listening calmly to the sound of his heart beating.

"Yeah it has" he agreed, planting a gentle kiss on top of her head.

"Stay with me tonight?" she asked, looking at him with both sadness, but also longing. She wanted comforting,

"Oh course" he nodded as she lead him towards her bed.

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Not much action I know, but its Grey's so gotta have some kind of medical drama in there too. Please stick around and remember to review!

Just to keep you interested: pregnancy scare(?) coming up soon!