pretty boy || jackson avery

ten.

jackson's point of view

she looked peaceful, laying there. her surgeon told us that she was sleeping and would wake up soon, that the surgery went great. i wouldn't believe it until i see it.

i was sitting in the room with george and lexie, holding zoey's hand. mark had left an hour before we came in here, as he had to work in the morning and it was already pretty late.

the room was silent, besides the machines that zoey was attached to for the time being. they told us that once she's responding to anything at all, we could move her to seattle grace mercy west.

it's a waiting game, really. it's known across all surgeons or even anyone in the medical field. typically, if it were anyone else, i would be off taking care of others. but, zoey comes first and there's no way i would make it to work in the morning.

the three of us agreed to stay with her as much as we possibly could, but i didn't plan on going beyond this room until she's awake.

the two of them were sitting on the couch across the room, while i was sitting directly next to zoey, with my hand in hers.

"what are we going to do about alliya? should i wait until she wakes up to bring her here?" i ask the two of them. 

"you know that she could never wake up, it was a brain injury. i could bring her here in the morning if you would like? we could lay it down easy to her, just tell her that she was hurt and she's taking a nap to recover," george suggests.

"yeah, cause that's so easy, right?" i sigh and relax back into my seat.

"i know it'll be hard, but she sees you as her dad, it can't come from lexie or i, it's got to come from you," he replies. 

"i was going to ask her to marry me," i say quietly and the two of them look up at me, "i don't know when, but soon. we haven't known each other long, but we already live together and have a family. i love her and i can't lose her. especially not like this,"

"you're serious about that?" george asks me.

"of course i am. i wouldn't lie to you, would i?" i ask him.

he stayed silent and i turned away from him, my focus going back on zoey. i didn't know what else to say to him or lexie, as the room went dead quiet again. i didn't mind the quiet though, as long as i had her.

i hoped and almost prayed that she would wake up and that the doctors weren't lying when saying that the surgery went perfectly fine. i mean it's their job to tell us the truth, otherwise they would get sued.

i knew i had to work in the morning, but i was going to call the hospital here soon, to let them know that i won't make it in, for obvious reasons. i also knew that george was working a midnight shift, so he wouldn't need to be at the hospital until 6 tomorrow night.

it took a while before i noticed that george and lexie were fast asleep on the couch that they were sitting on together. i decided against sitting in the silence, and turned on some soft music on my phone, one of zoey's favorites coming on, dandelions by ruth b, instantly.

^^ play song above ^^

"cause i'm in a field of dandelions,
wishin on every one that you'd be mine, mine,
and i see forever in your eyes,
i feel okay when i see you smile,
smile,
wishin on dandelions all of the time,
prayin to god that one day you'll be mine,
wishin on dandelions all of the time,
all of the time,"

i sang softly to her, as tears welded up in my eyes. all i wanted in the moment was for her to be awake and smiling, squeezing my hand in response and singing with me.