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Jackson didn't know what to think.

He had been asleep in his bed, exhausted after a long 48 hour shift. He had been asleep for only about 30 minutes when he hit the call.

" ." He groggily said, wiping his face with his hand.

"Dr. Avery, this is Kyle Mullaney. I'm an intern. Dr. Hunt told me to call you and tell you that Dr. Kepner has suffered a concussion after narrowly missing a collision with a semi. " Jackson didn't hear the rest of the nervous interns words.

He didn't hear anything after the word semi.

"Wait, April was hit by a semi?" Jackson refused to believe. She couldn't be hurt, she just couldn't.

"Oh, no Dr. Avery! Not at all! I said April almost got hit by a semi. At the last minute someone pushed her out of the way. She has concussion from hitting her head on the pavement. " The intern quickly explained, assuring the resident that his friend was okay.

Thank God. Jackson thought to himself. She only has a concussion. If April had gotten seriously hurt, who knows what he would do. Even though she seemed annoying to other people, Jackson didn't want to live without that red head. That intelligent, competitive, sensitive feisty, beautiful, perfect red head.

"Why are you calling me?" Jackson asked wearily.

"You're her emergency contact, and Dr. Grey said that April would probably like for someone to be there when she wakes up. She's going to need a friend when she learns what happened."

It touched Jackson that he was April's emergency contact. She obviously cared about too. But, it was the latter part of the intern's statement that really confused Jackson. Why is she going to need a friend when she finds out what happened? And more importantly, what happened that is so serious? Jackson was about to ask the intern these questions when the other end of the line went dead.

PGreat. Jackson thought.

He pulled himself out of bed. Even though he was tired, he wanted to be there for April. Almost even more so than that, Jackson wanted to know what happened, and why the intern sounded so serious. Jackson pondered these things as he pulled on a pair of jeans and a soft cotton tee. He went to his closet and pulled out his heavy coat, and quietly crept down the stairs. Even though Alex was the only one home, Jackson knew that waking him up was a bad idea.

Silently, Jackson exited through the kitchen and made his way to the car. A thick layer of snow coated the road, but Jackson didn't care. April was more important. Cautiously, he got in the car and backed out of the driveway and slowly drove down the street. There was no traffic, one because there was snow everywhere, and two, nobody drives around at 1:00 in the morning.

Even though it took him twice as long as usual, Jackson more quickly than he thought he would.

Jackson ran into the ER where he met the 2 interns, pale and nervous.

"Where's Dr. Kepner? Where's April?" He looked around wildly.

"She's in trauma room 4." Jackson recognized the voice of the intern that called him. It belonged to a scrawny, brunette man, around 25 years old. His face was pale and sunken, it was clear he hadn't slept in a while.

"Thanks." Jackson began to walk away, but quickly stopped himself. He still had one question. "What did you mean when you said, 'She's not going to like what happened.'?" That question had haunted him the entire ride here.

"Oh well, um, right." Mullaney began. "I told you April was almost hit by the semi, but she was pushed out of the way at the last minute." Jackson nodded. "Well, the person that saved her, um, they got hit instead. They came in about 20 minutes after April did. And, to say they were hurt, would be the understatement of the century."

That confused Jackson even more. How badly was this person hurt? And, surgeons see trauma every day. What made this case so terrible? Why would it make April feel so bad? Jackson would just have to wait for those answers.

Jackson shook his head and walked away. He made his way to trauma room 4, preparing himself to see April

Every time he was around her, he forgot how to breathe and his mind went to mush. He lost his focus. The only thing. He focused on was her. Her face, her eyes, her body. Oh her body. Jackson's eyes always wandered to her body. They wandered to her beautiful curves. But, Jackson knew that April had her beliefs, and he would never push her to do something she didn't want to do.

When he walked into April's room, his mind was set at ease.

April wasn't badly hurt. She was just asleep in a bed. She wasn't hurt, dying, or dead. She was okay. He breathed out a silent sigh of relief.

April whimpered slightly in her sleep. April never made girly sounds like that. Jackson was going to use that as blackmail later.

Jackson took a seat in the chair next to her bed. He grabbed the remote a began to flip through the channels. Now he finally understood why patients were so bored. There was absolutely nothing on the TV. Nothing. Suddenly, he heard a rustling noise.

April was waking up.

"Hey there sleeping beauty." Jackson said with a smirk as he got up and went beside her head. Her beautiful eyes flickered open and wandered around the room. She looked confused. Her heart rate started to go up.

"Jackson, why am I in the hospital, in a bed?" She asked.

"It's okay. It's okay. You're alright. You just hit your head on the pavement." Jackson said, strategically leaving out the part about the semi, hoping she wouldn't remember it. "What's the last thing you remember?"

"I,I,I remember a semi." She looked at Jackson quizzically.

Dang it. Jackson thought.

""Ok so," Jackson recounted the story the intern told him, leaving out the part about the really seriously injured person. He didn't want to stress her out. And, even if that person was seriously hurt, it wasn't April's fault.

"The person that saved me," April sat up in her bed. "are they in the hospital? Can I see them?" She looked at him expectantly.

"Uh, I don't really know." Jackson began to ramble.

Just then, one of the interns walked past her room.

"Hey you." April hollered to the man. He turned and stuck his head in the doorway. "The person who saved me, where are they?" The man looked at his shoes for a moment, as if deciding what to do.

"Well, we aren't really supposed to tell you." April's face fell. "But, you're a doctor here, and my superior, so I guess there's no harm in letting you see her."

"It was a girl?" April sounded upset. The intern quickly looked away.

"ICU room 27." He said quickly as he ran out of the room.

"Alright Jackson, help me get up. I want to go thank this person." April said, not seeming to hear the fact that the girl was in the ICU. April seemed to think that this person was perfectly fine, but Jackson knew otherwise. He knew that this woman was seriously hurt, almost on the brink of death. He didn't know how April would take it.

"I don't know if you want to do that." He told her, trying to push her down back into her bed.

"I do want to do that. You're not in charge of me." April pushed back. Dang. For a tiny girl, she was strong.

Jackson didn't want to fight her on this. If she wanted to do this to herself, she could. She was going to find out anyway, no matter what he did. She worked in this hospital too. He let her go and let her get up. She was still wearing the clothes she had worn that day. A gray hoodie, jeans, and black boots.

And Jackson thought she looked beautiful.

"Stop staring at me Avery." She gave him a mock glare as she walked out of the room. Jackson laughed lightly and ran after her. The two got on the elevator and went up.

Jackson joked with April the whole ride up. He forgot about the girl in the ICU bed that they were about to see.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened. The two stepped out onto the ICU floor and were immediately greeted by Meredith.

"Oh. April. You're awake." Her fellow doctor seemed flustered. Then her eyes got wide. "Why are you up here? Why is she up here Jackson?" The blonde doctor turned to Jackson, a scared look on her face. Jackson merely shrugged and looked at April.

"I wanted to thank my hero." April giggled looking around. "The intern said room 27. It's over there." She began to walk that way. Meredith gave Jackson a glare and chased after April.

"Hey. You don't want to do that." Meredith tried to stop April from going into her room. She grabbed April's arm, trying to pull her away. April's smile turned into a glare.

"Why the hell are you guys trying to stop me? All I want to do is thank someone for saving my life. Now let me go." She shook her arm free and stomped away towards the room. Obviously, she wasn't thinking about the injuries this girl could have. She wasn't thinking about how this girl was in the ICU. The ICU!

"Why did you let her upstairs?" Meredith whisper-yelled to Jackson, giving him a death stare.

"I couldn't stop her!" Jackson argued back. "She was persistent. Believe me, I tried to stop her."

Suddenly they heard a gasp of sure terror. The two doctors looked over at April, who was trembling. She had her hand over her mouth. She looked as if she was about to cry.

"What is it April?" Jackson worried, running over to his trembling friend.

April said nothing. She just pointed at the room she was looking at. Room 27, the room of her savior. Jackson looked in to see what she was pointing at.

Jackson understood why she was trembling.

He had expected an injured person. But he never expected this.