Everything Has Changed ❤️ {Jackson Avery}

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I enter the lab looking at my phone.

Savannah: hey, babe. I got your page. What's—

I notice Maggie in the room with Jackson.

Jackson: why is she telling me you're in pain? Is the pregnancy causing you pain?

I look at Maggie with cold eyes.

Savannah: Dr. Pierce, please leave. I will talk with you later.

I wait for Maggie to be completely out of sight.

Jackson: when were you going to tell me?

Savannah: I wasn't going to. Because it's not a big deal. Maggie is just being dramatic and had no right—

Jackson: you were never going to tell me that you're in pain? God, Savannah. I can't believe you. I should know this.

Savannah: it doesn't matter. There's nothing we can do about it.

Jackson: I'll page Dr. Colby. We can get tests done, and we'll figure out what we can do.

Savannah: look, it's not a big deal. It happened with Cathy too. The bullet wounds from the shooting stretch when my belly grows. That's what Colby said—

Jackson: I'm sorry, this happened with Cathy? And you never told me?!

Savannah: look, I need to go.

Jackson: no, you don't.

Savannah: I am being paged to the ER.

Jackson: so give it Hunt or April or literally anybody, but you're not gonna walk away from this.

Savannah: Jackson, I'm fine. I'm fine, Cathy is fine, this baby is fine. Everything is fine. It's just a little pain. I can deal with it.

Jackson: Savannah Luna Avery-Collins, don't you dare walk away from me.

Savannah: there's nothing to talk about.

I run out of the room and make my way to the ER.

-later-

On my way to the ER, I run into April.

Savannah: April.

April ignores me.

Savannah: April, sweetie, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I thought that I was—

April: I really don't give a crap what you thought.

Savannah: listen, I was with you before. I lived through that with you, with Jeremy, and as your best friend, I was trying to help somehow so that maybe this time it would be different.

April: sorry, you were there? You lived through that?

Savannah: you know what I—

April: no, Savannah. That was me and that was Jeremy. We lived that nightmare, and I refuse to live it again. And you know what? It is different this time, because this time I am choosing to have faith in a good outcome for this baby until God himself tells me otherwise, and Jeremy ca– I will deal with this myself, the way I want to, when I want.

Savannah: I know. I'm sorry, April. I thought—

April: don't. Don't think about me. Don't talk to me. Don't even look at me, okay?

April steps into the elevator.

April: and I believe in this stuff, so understand how much I mean it when I tell you go to hell.

My heart breaks when I hear April say that. Tears well up in my eyes as the elevator closes. I let out a shaky breath as I wipe away my tears and set up a team for the incoming trauma.