falling for you [m.s.]

one hundred fifty eight

"with type 2, we're dealing with low birth weight, underdeveloped lungs, swallowing problems, respiratory problems." gwen explains april and jackson.

april listening carefully both hands on her belly. while jackson leaned back in his chair a hand over his mouth trying to process everything.

"if carried to term, type 2 infants typically die within a few hours of delivery, sometimes days." gwen continues trying to stay professional. "your baby's also at high risk for intrauterine fracturing."

"i'm sorry. i'm sorry. um... did you say intrauterine?" april asks shocked.

"yes." gwen nods.

"my baby's bones are breaking inside of my belly? the place he's supposed to be safe, his bones are breaking." april stammers making jackson reach out for her. "no, i just... um, can he feel it? his bones breaking? i mean, he can feel it, right?"

gwen only looked at her with sad eyes giving april enough answer.

"so, he's in- he's in pain." april states.

"again, i am so sorry." gwen says looking at the two with sad eyes.

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after jackson and april actually wanting to go home, they changed their decision and wanted to talk to gwen once more.

gwen left wanting to give them some privacy when she saw arizona in the hall.

"i thought they went home." arizona looks confused at her colleague.

"they wanted to talk some more." gwen explains. "i'm not sure it helped."

"why didn't you call me?" arizona asks. "i mean, i can help them. they need someone who knows them and who cares about them and who can make it..."

"who can make it what?" gwen asks.

"nice." arizona replies. "i want to make it as nice for them as it can be."

"you really care about them, don't you?" gwen asks as they came up to a nurses station.

"yeah, i do. they're my friends." arizona says.

"and that right there is why you have no business in that room." gwen points out. "there's only one set of feelings that matters here, and it's not yours. i don't know what's gonna help them, but it isn't you. april kepner is no longer your patient. excuse me."

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gwen hated it when kids die. she literaly hated it with all of her being.

she was going to leave peds and fetal after her first baby died.

but it's her passion. she loved kids. she tries to save them so other parents don't have to feel that type of pain.

a case like april she always tried to avoid. the last case similar like this she had years ago back in new york.

to see the parents suffer like this. it's horrible for her.

she couldn't stand the look on april's face when she got told what happens with her own child.

gwen had the same face when addison told her that her baby died in the car crash.

it was tearing her apart.

she sat in the chapel lightening a candle for them.

"i never thought i'd meet you down here." amelia said from behind her.