Prompt: Set in the 13A, Jackson has a dream where he and April are happily married with Harriet.

"I love you." She whispers, red curls floating around her head and falling onto his chest, she rests her chin and looks up at him, giggling.

He felt that tight, fluttering feeling in his chest as he leaned down to kiss her swollen lips, "I love you too."

She sat up, as if to signal that she was going to move away from the bed, he daringly placed his hands on her waist. "No." She giggled, smile bright and eyebrows raised.

He doesn't listen though, instead sits up himself, placing kisses along her jaw right down to her neck and torso, any previous attempts to move away from him are left behind, as she lets him take control, a few soft moans escaping her lips. "Okay, okay, she is going to be up any minute. Let's not traumatise her please." She suggested, head titled slightly, her wide smile flashed.

The plastic surgeon placed his last kiss on her lips as she pulled on a nightgown, and sat up next to her husband on the bed.

They heard little thumps head down the hall, and after a small struggle with the door handle, their little girl stood, he thinks she is just like his wife, beautiful, small, the kindest heart, the strongest determination, and a hard-working attitude, but she thinks that she is just like her husband, willing to give up anything for others, a natural leader, his beautiful eyes, his dark curls. Little do they know, she's a perfect mix of both.

"Mama, Daddy!" Their daughter giggles, hopping into the bed with the help of her father's hands. "It's time to get up!"

"You're right, sweetheart, I'm going to take you to the hospital today and you can see all your friends at daycare, but Mama's gotta stay here and rest." He says sweetly, trying to reason with the girl.

"Mama not coming?" Her lip quivers a little, as she chokes out her confused concerns.

"Mama has to rest up with the baby, doctors orders." He explains.

"My Mama is a doctor! She can make her own orders." Their daughter squeals, stubborn like her mother.

She has to laugh at her daughter's determination, before she speaks up, April lifts her nightgown up a little to reveal her very pregnant anatomy to her child, "See my belly baby? I'm growing a little brother or sister for our family. Growing another human is tough work, sweetie. So I'm going to stay here and rest up so we all get a perfectly healthy brother or sister, okay?" The redhead explains confidently.

He admires her, the way she connects with her daughter, always knows exactly what to say.

"Okay Mama. Can I kiss the baby bye-bye?" The little girl enquires, already moving closer to her mother's bump.

"Yes, swetie but be careful." He offers, and she nods, placing a tiny kiss on her mother's stomach, then her mother's cheek. "Bye-bye Mama! I love you lots."

"I love you a whole lot too, Harriet." Her mother says, running her hand over her daughter's cheek. "Be good for Daddy today." She says in a quick whisper, to which her daughter silently nods.

She tots out of the room to pick her clothes for the day, mumbling about how she really hopes the baby is a sister.

He leans over her, places a kiss on her forehead, and on her bump, alike to how her daughter did. "Thank you for taking care of our family, I'm so lucky to have you."

She smiles at him, kisses his lips, and as he moves away from the bed, he awakens.

It's Harriet's squeals of delight that wake him, only this Harriet is a far younger than the one his dream formed.

April and their little girl are already in the kitchen when he gets out of bed, the smell of fresh coffee and eggs filling the room, Harriet rests on her mother's hip, a sight that Jackson takes a moment to admire.

"Good morning." He announces, sitting at one of the seats at the breakfast bench.

"Is that your daddy, huh?" April asks their daughter perkily, as his daughter peeks up at him and giggles, he stands up to take her in his arms.

"Sorry I'm up so late." The plastic surgeon apologies, "She must have been a handful all morning."

"No, no. I thought I'd let you sleep in, because last night, was the first night that are baby girl slept the whole way through the night."

He notices then, that he didn't have to wake up and tend to his daughter last night, causing him to smile proudly at her.

"First night in weeks that I have had sweet dreams. You?" April says, smiling at him.

Jackson feels uncomfortable for a second, she's only asking how he slept, but to him, she's making him face the fact that the life in his dream, is one that his wants so badly, he needs it, he dreads that he doesn't have that life, that he doesn't have her, or that dream family, she's oblivious to that, but he can't help to want to repeat that dream every night. He can't help but hurt that she might not that dream, he can't but hurt because he has lost her, and that life.

"Yeah, sweet dreams." He says, quietly.

"The best."

Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't updated this in forever, I've been super busy with school, and if anyone is wondering about my other fanfic, I'm trying to update that as soon as possible, but I just felt really inspired by this prompt! I like this idea, as heartbreaking as it is, I think it makes sense judging by how Jackson didn't want April to move out and was upset about her date. So, I hope this was enjoyed, I struggled with how to end this oneshot, but nevertheless, I hope it makes sense!

Thanks for reading, reviews are really appreciated!