Anonymous: "love your one shots! I'd love to see one on maybe japril's first holidays together (thanksgiving, Christmas?)...I feel like it could be pretty adorable."

Was just looking through my box and this was the last one. Sorry for the wait. I finally got a cute basic idea…

100 Encore, Day 64: "Traditions"

"Hey babe, you paged?" Jackson shut the door to the attendings lounge without looking up from his tablet.

"I diiiiiiid…." April drew out the word, waiting for her husband to notice the table. "Geez Jackson, look up please. Bailey will only cover the E.R. for me for 20 minutes, I had to talk her up from 10. I gave her two swap monkeys."

That got Jackson to look up and smirk at his wife. "You actually used the words 'swap monkey' when talking to Bailey?" But then he saw the table behind her. "You lit a candle?"

He kissed her cheek. "Yeah…." she shrugged. "I mean, I know they make food for us in the cafeteria but everyone goes and I just….wanted to spend Thanksgiving with just you…sorry I had to work. I planned this with…before…Thanks for coming in just for me.."

"It's fine, sweetheart. That's what we do on holidays…work…" They sat down across from each other.

"They're just turkey sandwiches but…the best kind. Guess…."

"The kind of turkey sandwich, babe? I don't know, what do you have on here? Cheese? Lettuce?"

April shook her head, smiling. "Technically you're supposed to have this the day after. I make it with my dad every year. I ordered them for us, it's the best I could do…It's called 'leftovers'…it's got turkey and stuffing and mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce. Sometimes my dad and I add some of the veggies or the two kinds of stuffing…but I figured I'd go easy on you because…I know your feelings on leftovers..though technically these aren't. So it might not taste as good as usual….but…."

Jackson reached for April's hand, to calm her. "April…thank you. I'm sure it's delicious…but let me take a bite, ok?"

"OK," she nodded and took a bite herself.

"It is delicious. Thanks for including me in your tradition. It means so much…"

"Of course, honey. You're my family they're yours now, too. What's your favorite holiday memory?"

"This one." he said, after swallowing a bite without a hint of sarcasm.

"Come on Jackson. You must remember something…."

He just shrugged. "I mean my nannies tried but….Catherine and Harper worked. Christmas is a contrived holiday in their minds, they were thankful for science so…the hospital was the best place to spend Thanksgiving…other holidays are too holy or fake. She was good about my birthday, though. Sometimes she had to work but I got presents and a cake and some time with her."

"Well, we should make our own, then…every family should have their own…Which ones were you most jealous of?" April asked. They weren't married very long, but she knew him. He was her best friend first.

"I've always wanted to make a gingerbread house. And I want my kids to hunt Easter eggs."

"Done and done," she finished her sandwich and went to sit on Jackson's lap. "We're gonna make the best gingerbread house ever this year. I've never done it. My mom was more of a pie person."

"Mmm speaking of pie, the pumpkin one downstairs actually looked good. I think Callie said Arizona made it."

"Oh I planned dessert for you, promise. But it's nothing we can enjoy right now…use your imagination for a few more hours."

"April Kepner, are you planning morning-after-Thanksgiving sex?" Jackson whispered. She just blushed and pecked his lips, standing up to go relieve Bailey before she got in trouble.

"I like this idea, let's call it a new tradition!" Jackson called after his wife. She didn't look back, but he knew she was smiling.