Anonymous: "Jackson coming from work and everyone hating him and April trying to make him feel better."

True Story: I really tried with the Julian 4th of July, guys. I even started writing a good chunk of it but it wasn't coming together…Sorry for asking, promising, and then not delivering. It's 2AM right now, technically day 44 (Well really 48 I think since I'm so behind…) and I'm day 43 but this idea came to me quick. I hate the word hate…Who could hate Jackson?….But anyway this might be short but cute I hope.

100 Encore, Day 43: "Stealing Kisses"

"Hey babe, how was your day?" April asked. She finished setting the table just as he walked in. They'd been married a week, so she was very much trying to do wifely things. It was fun, but harder than she thought it would be to adjust to being married to Jackson, since she'd expected to be married to Matthew for so long.

"Sucked," he said sitting down at the table and looking up at her for a kiss. She complied.

"Oh, sorry…Well I made chicken and asparagus and salad."

"I see, sweetheart. Thanks."

"Wanna talk about it?" she asked, and he conveniently took a bite of chicken.

He shrugged. "Yah know…the residents hate me because…" He raised his eyebrows. She could fill in the rest. "The board hates me because of budget stuff, a patient came in with a controlling boyfriend and so I gave her the six month window and she hates me…"

"I love that you do that babe. So many plastic surgeons just cut anyone open at any time for any reason."

Jackson smiled."Thanks. But it's really hard doing opposite shifts. I like it when we overlap and I can steal kisses. It was just negativity all around today."

"I like that too. But you're home now. I'm all about being positive. And we don't have to steal kisses here. I give them away for free."

"Can I have one now?"

She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "More later," she teased.

April was surprised by how upset Jackson was. He had always been a man of few words, but all through dinner he couldn't stop venting. Of course neither of them regretted their marriage, but they both regretted the circumstances under which it happened. That, combined with keeping it a secret for his wife and dealing with everyone's dirty looks at work was a lot to handle.

All of this was new and just piled on top of all of the stress he felt from the board and surgery and the foundation. He'd always kept his feelings in, and April was more than happy to just listen.

But once he started, he couldn't stop. She wouldn't have minded, but it was literally their week anniversary. She had plans.

"She just sends e-mails babe. About the board and the foundation," Jackson called to April from the bedroom. She was in their master bath, getting ready for bed. "She never has nothing to say. I know she's not happy with me either so…I'm gonna have to prep you before we deal with her so…"

April came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing except the two pieces of lingerie she held over herself, unable to choose. "Which one do you like? I can't pick…" she bit lip, cutting him off. Talking might feel good because it was new to him, but she knew a way to help him de-stress that always worked.

"I love you," she smiled. "And I was listening to you all night I promise. But we got married a week ago today and so I just thought…maybe you could de-stress another way…"

"None…Come here." He gestured to her, sparkle in his eye.

"Pick one," she insisted. "We're not just gonna….wham, bam…." she blushed. "I know you're stressed…but…"

He stood up and walked over to her, lifting her off her feet.

"What do you think you're doing?" April squealed.

"Stealing kisses." Jackson threw the lingerie on the floor and his wife on the bed. "I know you were listening, thanks, " he whispered, climbing on top of her. "We're not just gonna wham, bam….promise. Love you."

"I know it's stressful, but this has been a good week, right?"

"Of course. The best week."