A/N I've extended this from a oneshot because of a suggestion from shawnakat1 thank you so much for that you helped me to figure out where to take this . Only a short update but I think it really ends it nicely.
Chapter 2
April's p.o.v.
Jackson's been out cold for about half an hour and I keep glancing back over at him as though he's going to have disappeared if I don't keep checking on him. In reality, I know that he's fine, he's not a high priority case and he doesn't need to go into another hospital for any further treatment so I just tucked a blanket around him and moved on to continue ordering around doctors and nurses that are milling around the car park.
Nonetheless my brain is still whirring away with all the possibilities of what could have happened to him, how could he have been so reckless, charging of like that. Maggie said he looked like he thought he was fireproof, I can't help but think back to the bus back when I was going to marry Matthew, he was just as stupidly heroic then as well. Matthew seemed like the perfect guy he was just like me and I honestly thought I was in love with him but you know what they say 'opposites attract' and somehow I knew that Matthew was more just the excitement of finally finding someone who views life like I do. It's just that's not what I want, I don't want someone who agrees with me, I constantly argue with Jackson and when I had Harriett I constantly felt like I should hate him but I can't. All he has to do is grin and I always end up giving in to him, don't get me wrong I sure as hell will fight him on things that matter to me, but I don't feel like I can say no to him really.
I finish another round of the car park after having briefly checked in with each of the doctors and it seems everything is running smoothly, all the patients who need to be are out and most of the transfers of patients are either complete or underway. I walk back towards Jackson and see that he's starting to move around rolling his head side to side, as I get closer the shaking becomes more violent and I realise he's probably having a nightmare.
"Hey Jackson, sweetie… come on it's time to wake up now you're safe" he jolts upright breathing heavily again and for a second I think he's struggling to breathe again but he settles down and I relax again. "That was some dream you were having, you wanna talk about it" I say rubbing his arm in what I hope is a comforting gesture, and watch as he inhales deeply before looking down at his feet.
"Uandharriettwereinthereandicouldn'tgettoyouandyoubothdied" he mumbles out so quickly that I barely catch what he's said, but as I slowly decipher the garbled words in my head I notice that he genuinely looks scared but I realise then and there why he keeps running into fire and other dangers. It's not that he doesn't care about himself, far from it, he cares so much about everyone but he just doesn't have a cut off for when to preserve his own life in favour of saving someone else.
A second epiphany hits me when I thinks back to what he's just said though, never before have I seen him look genuinely scared like he does now, and that's because he thought he was going to lose me and Harriett. I lean forward and whisper to him "I love you and I couldn't bear to lose you either so maybe we both agree to try and avoid fire from now on hmm" I say looking deep into his eyes. Before I even realise what he's doing his strong arms have wrapped around me pulling me up onto the gurney with him, pressing his lips against mine and I completely lose track of everything around us. Oh yeah he's the one.