Jackson drank his beer as he and April talked at the end of the day. It was getting to be a kind of routine. It was funny how this girl who he originally thought was weird was now one of his closest friends. April did most of the talking but he'd interject every now and then. She was someone he could trust. He didn't open up to many people but somehow with April it was easy to do.

The intern Karev was banging suddenly entered the room interrupting the conversation he was having with April. The intern was hot and he'd been eying her all day. Unfortunately, she wasn't all that bright or she'd have steered clear of Karev. She mentioned that she needed a drink of water so he directed her to the cabinet where the glasses were. As she stood on tippy toe to reach a cup, he craned his neck to get a better look at her…

"Ow!" Jackson said, rubbing his head where April's ninja attack had landed. Who knew someone so tiny could pack such a whollop?

A smile spread across his face as he took another swig of beer and realized the slap was totally deserved. He was almost as bad as Karev.

Jackson looked left and right to make sure the coast was clear before he snuck up on his wife of two weeks. April stood at the counter finishing up some paperwork. It had been a long, exhausting day and he wanted to go home. He wanted to be with his wife…alone. Their honeymoon phase was still in full swing. After being separated for almost a year, they had a lot of time to make up for. Which they couldn't do while she was here working.

Jackson wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the cheek. "Hello, wife. Ready to go home?"

April gently pushed him away, whispering, "We can't do this here. Someone might see. I'll be done in 15 minutes. You leave now and I'll be home before you know it."

"We could always pop into an on call room."

April returned to her paperwork without responding. They had recently discussed her strict policy on no touching, no kissing, no flirting, no rendezvousing in the on call room at work. He knew "the rules" but he still wanted to bend them. Keeping their relationship secret was fun in a sexy kind of way, but it was more work than what it was worth.

"Fine," he sighed. To tide him over until she got home, he slid his hand down her backside and gently squeezed her oh so tempting behind.

April whirled around and thwacked him on the chest. "What do you think you are doing?" she hissed but not before he caught a naughty glimmer in her eyes.

"Ow," Jackson murmured, massaging his chest. "That's gonna leave a bruise."

"I'm sorry. You can leave some bruises on me tonight," April whispered seductively. "But not if you don't go home. Now."

Jackson licked his lips. "I'm gonna hold you to that promise," he said before heading towards the elevator.

"How's my future grand baby?" Catherine asked, gently touching April's stomach.

"He's good. Definitely squishing my bladder though."

Catherine nodded in understanding. "I remember those days. You said he. Did you already find out the gender?"

"It has to remain a mystery," Jackson replied, rolling his eyes. "April just thinks it's a boy. We don't know for sure."

April shrugged her shoulders as Jackson pulled out a chair for her. "I like surprises. What can I say?"

They sat down to what turned into a perfectly nice dinner when his mom did what she did best. Overstep her bounds.

"So….I have a present for you," his mother said.

Catherine dug a package out of her purse and handed it to April. April unwrapped it and Jackson almost did a spit take at the title. Sex Positions for the Pregnant Woman.

"You're in your second trimester now. You've got a little belly going on. The belly can make things…complicated. This book will have some ideas on how you can navigate that issue."

"Ummmm…..thank you, Catherine," April said with her midwestern politeness.

"Yeah, we really appreciate this awkward as hell gift," Jackson muttered, twirling spaghetti around his fork.

"Ow!" he yelped as April elbowed him in the side.

"Don't be rude to your mom."

Jackson lay on his stomach afraid to move a muscle. He was biding his time. He knew April would eventually wake up and deal with the situation. The situation being that their nine-month old son was screaming his little lungs off. With Harriet, the twins, the new baby, and work, he was exhausted. He needed sleep and his youngest was certainly keeping him from it.

Henry, their youngest, was 100% unplanned just like Samuel and Harriet. The twins were the only exception. After he and April had remarried, they decided to have one more child. Much to their surprise one more child was actually two. Harriet was in middle school and the twins were in 3rd grade when April got pregnant for the fourth time.. A pregnancy in their mid-40s had definitely not been a part of the plan, but here he was listening to a baby cry at three in the morning with a surgery scheduled for 8 a.m. So his plan was to stay here, unmoving, and let April take care of it.

After a couple more minutes of their son's crying, April began to slowly awaken. He felt the bed shift as she slipped out of bed.

"Jackson," she whispered, gently shaking him.

He held his breath and didn't move. She'd eventually leave and let him sleep.

"Jackson," she said again, shaking him a little harder this time.

He kept his focus and didn't move.

"Jackson!" she cried loudly, slapping him forcefully on the back.

"Ow!" he cried, rubbing his back.

"Get up and help me take care of your son," April ordered.

"Why do I have to get up?"

He couldn't see April in the dark, but he knew he'd said the wrong thing. He flinched wondering if another thwack was headed his way. He knew better than to poke the bear.

"I'm so tired," he complained, slowly rolling out of bed.

"If only I'd been too tired at that conference in New York to fall for that cheesy hotel line again, we wouldn't be in this situation."

Jackson smirked. "It was a good line. It got me laid. Twice."

They'd reached Henry's room. Jackson scooped him up and looked at his diaper. Yep, there was the problem.

"We might have added 18 years to our sentence, but he's not so bad a kid," Jackson said, cuddling his son after April had finished changing him. "I don't know when we'll get to sleep through the night again but he's worth it don't you think?"

"Definitely," April said kissing him before pecking Henry on the forehead. "Well, he seems pretty content with you. I'll let you rock him back to sleep. Night."

"April!" Jackson called but she was already out the door.