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Jackson and her have told everyone she was expecting at the hospital and it seemed obvious, her belly was just growing. They have told everyone except for Allison's aunt, and she wanted to keep it that way.

The neurosurgeon walked down the hallway but turned around when she heard her name. Derek caught up to her and smiled, "What are you and Avery doing for dinner tomorrow night?"

"Having dinner?" Allison questioned, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion, by the look on his face she gave him a look, "What the hell did you do?"

"I invited Pierce and Webbed over for dinner." Derek revealed, Allison's eyes went wide. Everyone knew about the tension between Maggie and Richard, since she is his biological daughter and he had gone so long without telling her the truth and things between them went downhill. Meanwhile, Maggie and Meredith are on good terms, the two actually having a conversation without wanting to rip each other's hair off.

"Are you trying to win an award for the most awkward dinner party...ever?" Allison asked, the two walked down the hallway, "Because if you are, you won the award."

"Don't you talk with Pierce?" Derek asked.

"The usual greeting but we've never worked on cases together, that's all Amelia." Allison told him. Amelia and Maggie are getting closer to one another and they worked on cases together as well while Allison just knew of Maggie's existence.

"Well, you're a friendly face and your family so..." Derek trailed off.

Allison sighed, "I'll let you know."

"How's my little niece or nephew?" Derek asked. When Allison told Derek she was pregnant, he was ecstatic for her, she got the love of her life and she's having children of her own just like she wanted.

"The baby is good." Allison smiled, rubbing her growing belly, "Jackson and I are thinking about decorating the extra room for a nursery but with work we hardly have time."

"What about names?" Derek asked.

"Well, I have name options of my own and so does Jackson but you won't know until after the baby is born." Allison continued to walk down the hallway, "The element of surprise."

***

Allison walked inside the room, the extra spare room that they had in the apartment, which would be the nursery. So far, the room had some drawers which were empty, the color of the wall was a light brown. She found Jackson arranging a few things inside, the Avery girl frowned her eyebrows, "Hey babe, what's going on?"

"Hey, your aunt sent a few things" Jackson looked up from the supplies, looking at his wife, holding up some baby bottles, baby clothes all neutral since they didn't know the gender and right in the back of the room laid a crib, "I'm just fixing it up and folding the clothes to put in the drawer.

"H-How did she send these things?" Allison folded her arms across her chest, "We never told her we were expecting."

Jackson breathed in, "I told her."

"You told my Aunt Caroline—the same one that told you, you weren't good enough for me that I was pregnant?" Allison asked, hoping she heard wrong. Her brown eyes came in contact with his green ones.

"She deserves to know, she's your aunt." Jackson defended his actions. He knew she would have been angry, her emotions have been all over the place and by the look on her face she looked calmed, which scared him even more. "Babe, don't be mad."

Allison tightly smiled, "I'm not mad."

It sounded believable but her face said otherwise. Jackson looked at her, "You are."

"I'm going to bed." Allison said, not wanting to talk about the topic. Before Jackson could say anything, Allison walked away from the room and into their bedroom.

***

"How's the baby book?" Allison asked, standing at the doorway of the nursery room the next day, which almost looked complete thanks to Jackson. The crib was already ready, they had a small couch seat in the corner and Jackson sat on a rocking chair. They just have to add some things.

"It's the scariest thing I've ever read." Jackson admitted, closing the book.

"I called Aunt Caroline." Allison revealed. Jackson raised his eyebrows in surprise, as she let out a sigh, "You were right, she deserves to know—maybe I just blamed her for you running away or—I don't know."

"I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere." Jackson assured her, as she walked towards him. Once she did, Jackson softly lifted her left hand and pointed at the rings on her hand, "We made a promise to one another, and I'm keeping it."

Allison softly smiled at him, "Me too."

"Also, maybe because you should be doing these things with your mom." Jackson softly pointed out. He didn't get it at first but then he did, Allison's mom was supposed to be giving her motherly advice, she was supposed to meet her grandchild.

"It's not fair." Allison's voice cracked and Jackson instantly lifted himself from the rocking chair he built, "She is supposed to be here, and helping me along the way."

"I know." Jackson whispered, wrapping his arms around her, "But are watching above and they know you're going to be a good mother."

Allison chuckled and held her hand up to Jackson's cheek, "You're going to be an amazing father, even if you doubt it but I know you will."

"Thank you." Jackson whispered, attaching his lips with hers. Once they separated from their kiss he pointed to the chair, "Now try the rocking chair that I built—twice."

Allison smiled, making her way to sit down on the rocking chair as she softly rocked herself. Her hands found their way to rest above her belly. She smiled at her husband, "It's perfect."

***

Allison was paged to the E.R. to do a neuro exam on a patient but the turned around once she heard a family member shouting and screaming causing everyone's attention on two people. Amelia and the red-haired woman, who Allison overheard her name was Sara. Owen came into view, jumping in wanting Sara to calm down.

Sara began to freak out, looking at Owen and then Amelia, "She cannot touch my mother. She's a drug addict. I can't have her operate on my parents."