A Jackson Avery Story
Annabella Brooks, best friends with Alex Karev. She's a fourth year resident and was in an abusive relationship before joining Seattle Grace for her internship. She became friends with Meredith Grey, Christina Yang, George O'Ma...
I was on a case with Callie, it wasn't too big. Just a broken jaw.
**FLASHBACK**
"Anything at all?" The therapist asked.
"I ate a really taco from one of those trucks by the side of the road," Cristina says.
"When?" Meredith asks.
"Last night. You were asleep," Cristina says.
"Which truck?" I ask.
"The one on the 7th?" Jackson asked.
"I want to, I like tacos," Alex states.
"Me too," April adds.
"I read a book... About the history of mass murders in the US. That's... that's the actual name of what happened to us. It was a mass murder. You can't call it a terrorist attack, because the murders weren't political in nature. And we weren't the victims of a serial killer, because Mr. Clark would've had to murder several people over a period longer than 30 days in order to qualify him as a serial killer. We could call it a spree killing... which is defined as killings at two or more locations with no break or pause in between, because Mr. Clark shot that guy in his car before he got here. But I'm not sure that... that counts as a true second location since it was so close to the hospital, which means that we were a mass murder, because it happened at one place, by one person, and more than four people were killed," Lexie rants.
Everyone else just sat there not knowing what to say.
**END OF FLASHBACK**
***
"I dig weddings. I do a mean chicken dance," Jackson states.
"You hate dancing, every type," I say.
"True," Jackson admits.
April walks over to me Meredith, Cristina, Jackson and Lexie.
"I just went to the cafeteria and some nurse called me Reed and then said I thought you died," April says sitting down next to us.
"Yeah, don't go to the cafeteria at lunch," I say.
"They all just point and stare," Lexie adds.
"Is that why you died your hair?" Jackson asks.
"They stare because we should of died," Cristina states.
"Pack a lunch, keep it in your locker," I advice April.
Alex got cleared then we all said what we specialty we would choose other than surgery.
"I don't know what Perkins' problem is with me," Meredith sulks.
"Maybe he saw your file," I joke.
"Maybe he knew your mother," Alex suggests.
"Maybe he heard how you told the shooter to shot you," Jackson says looking at Meredith.
"Not funny," she snaps.
"Not a joke," He replies shrugging his shoulders.
Bailey walks over and starts telling us to do things.
"And you too, I'm sorry for the loss of your friends," Bailey adds looking at Jackson and April.
"Thank you," April says.
"So are we," Jackson says while rolling his eyes.
***
I was in an on-call with Jackson when someone kept banging on the door.
"ANNA! I REALLY NEED TO SPEAK TO YOU!" Callie yelled through the door.
"Can it wait?" I called out.
"No!" Callie yelled.
"Is anyone bleeding?" I ask.
"Well, no," she said.
"or dying?" I carry on.
"No but," Callie starts.
"Then it can wait," I snap.
"Fine, find me when you're done having sex with your boyfriend!" Callie calls out.
"Damn you just turned her down even though she's your mentor," Jackson laughed.
"I don't care it could wait," I say in between kisses.
"Mmh, she's gonna have you on scut," Jackson said.
"Oh well," I said before kissing him again.
***
A/N: This is the dress btw
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"Damn," Jackson says as he comes into our room.
"What? Is it too much?" I ask looking at him.
"No, it's just..." He started staring at me.
"What?" I ask worried.
"Am I meant to keep my hands to myself and not rip that off you for however many hours," Jackson said smirking and wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Yes, yes you are. But you can rip it off after the wedding if I can rip off your tux first," I say with a smirk wrapping my arms around his neck.
He leant forward to kiss me.
"Mmh, No. No. I just did my makeup, you're not allowed to mess it up right now. Go, go put on your tux," I say leaning away.
"Ok fine," Jackson said as I walk out.
***
"The wedding's over," Jackson states.
"I know," I say sipping my champagne.
"You promised I could rip the dress off once the wedding was over," Jackson said putting his head on my shoulder and wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.
"I did, but everyone's still here," I said.
"Mmh, but we can still go upstairs and I can rip that dress off," He said gently kissing my neck.
