#jolex fic

[iamtrebleclefstories]

oh i believe in yesterday

Alex sings to the babies in the NICU and thinks nobody knows when in reality, everyone knows.  

PAST

He’s not really sure he picked it up from because Arizona can’t sing for shit and neither could Addison, but Alex started singing to the babies almost as soon as he joined the vagina squad. He didn’t do it often so not a lot of people knew about it at first, but when Alex finally sets his heart on peds, it becomes something he does a lot more frequently. So much, that every kid he sings to gets a different song because they're special and there’s something different they each need to hear. 

He’s especially fond of the babies that their mom is in the hospital due to health issues or babies that don’t have anyone looking out for them. Part of it is because one of the very few memories that he has as a child we’re those of his mom singing to him. She didn’t have the best voice, but every word was sung with so much love and sometimes singing to her was the only way he’d be able to calm her down. So when he heard a crying baby in the NICU, he would pull up a chair and sing a song to the little one struggling to survive. He’d like to think that they know he’s there for them. 

That practice didn’t end when he finished his residency and became a fellow. If anything, it increased now that he didn’t have to split his time between other specialties and got to spend his days around kids all day. 

The first time Jo heard it is after the teen mom abandon’s her baby. They had reached a silent understanding earlier but she was still a little annoyed with how casually he treated the whole situation, as if he had seen it a hundred times before—which Jo was sure he had. But she couldn’t shake how indifferent he sounded to the baby’s newfound loneliness. Deciding that she couldn’t ignore it any longer, Jo makes her way over to the NICU to keep the baby some company overnight only to find that Alex is already by his bedside singing him a song. 

Alex is singing “Yesterday” by the Beatles to the little boy and Jo’s heart just about melts. Suddenly all of the leftover bitterness in her heart dissipates and she finds herself seeing him in a whole new light. 

Later in the future, Jo reveals that she first started falling in love with him that day. When Alex asks in surprise how she knew he did that, she just laughs because literally everyone knows he sings to the babies. He asks why she never said anything and she says, “because we all find it so sweet and we knew if we said something, you’d stop.”

“Who’s we?”

“The better question is who isn't 'we.'"

——————

PRESENT

Jo avoids the NICU and peds ward pretty much at all costs after Alex leaves. It’s too much for her. It full of the memories of major moments in their relationship. It’s where they became friends. It’s where they fell in love. It’s where they’d spend hours together. It’s when they had their first kiss, etc. It used to be her favorite place in the hospital but now it’s just full of pain. When Alex left it lost it’s magic and it became what it was: a room full of kids that are sick or dying. 

When Luna is born, Jo goes to the NICU solely out of love for Val. She wants Val to be able to know her daughter and hopes that seeing Luna through the screen would motivate her to get better quicker. When Val dies, Jo continues going to the NICU because she feels responsible for this baby somehow. 

One night, she pulls up a chair text to Luna’s incubator and sighs at how quiet everything is around her. Due to covid, not as many people were allowed up there as before and right now, it’s just her and Luna. Something about the silence doesn’t feel right and she can’t quite put her finger on it until Hayes pops in to say goodbye for the night. She realizes what’s missing. Alex. 

If Alex were here, he would’ve already sang Luna about a dozen songs. Jo would struggle having to drag him out of the NICU every night to go home and get some rest since he’d want to dote on her and give her all the love she was missing out on. Hayes is a great peds surgeon but he wasn’t Alex. He didn’t sing to sick babies in his free time. 

Jo looks back down at Luna and feels her heart flutter. Well, if Alex wasn’t here to sing a sick baby to sleep, she could do it. So Jo starts singing to Luna and for the first time, she feels like a mom. And despite all the pain she feels over alex leaving her, jo finds herself amazed at the things he taught her. Because even in his absence, he still keeps changing her life.

#jolex #jolex fic #ficlet #head canon #i will go down with this ship #jolex moments #alex karev #jo wilson #luna wilson #team peds #vagina squad #addison montgomery #arizona robbins #greys anatomy #grey's anatomy #grey's anatomy ficlet #ANGST AND FEELS #angst #hurt no comfort

[doc-pickles]

happy endings

Nina wrote a fic that @cicinicole-14 didn’t start?! SAY IT AINT SO?!

no but really this fic has been sitting in my docs folder for weeks. but it’s here now so shut up. also I am actively taking title rebranding suggestions for this fic.

anyways enjoy or whateva

xoxo nina

It feels surreal, sitting on the floor of the loft bathroom holding a positive pregnancy test. Jo has to blink a few times to make sure she’s reading the results correctly. But there’s no denying the two lines, one much darker than the other, telling Jo that her vomiting wasn’t the flu and her weight gain wasn’t all in her head. She was definitely pregnant.

“Hello? Jo?”

Jo pops her head out of the bathroom after having shoved the two positive tests into her box of tampons the second she heard the door unlock. She throws on her most convincing smile, walking over and settling herself in Alex’s arms. She stays longer than she normally would, letting the news of their impending parenthood sink in as she squeezes Alex tightly.

“Hey there, I missed you today,” Alex presses a kiss to Jo’s forehead as she buries her face in his chest. “You okay?”

Jo nods, pulling back from Alex and pressing a kiss to his lips, “Yeah, just tired. I didn’t sleep well.”

Alex nods and Jo is thankful he doesn’t prod any further, “I have to be at the airport in two hours. You sure you don’t want to come?”

As soon as Alex had discovered that his mom wasn’t caching his checks, he’d booked a plane ticket to Iowa. Jo knew that this was a trip Alex needed to make on his own. Now though, she was grateful for the extra time to process the news of her unexpected pregnancy.

“You need to focus on your mom. But I’m always a phone call away,” Jo grins as she grabs Alex’s packed duffle bag. “You’re lucky I went through this, you somehow managed to forget socks and underwear.”

Alex grabs her waist from behind, pressing a kiss to her shoulder, “What would I do without you?”

“You’d stink, that's for sure.”

+

Alex had texted Jo every day since leaving for Iowa a week ago. Usually just an update or a photo of something that reminded him of her. In the time since he’d left, Jo’s pregnancy had become something she couldn’t ignore anymore. Her cravings for cheese went from cute to obnoxious overnight and her stomach had popped out just enough that her scrub pants were beginning to feel tight.

She’s just walking through the door of the loft when her phone rings out, a smile appearing on her face as she checks the caller ID, “Hey stranger, how are you?”

Alex doesn’t respond right away and all Jo can hear is heavy breathing, “Hey beautiful.”

In an instant, she knows something is wrong just from Alex’s labored breathing and the way it sounds like it’s taking everything in him to speak.

“Alex? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just got into a little fender bender.”

Jo’s heart sinks to her stomach, knowing Alex was downplaying things to keep her calm. She can hear sirens in the background of his call as he lets out a loud cough. She picks her purse up just as quickly as she’d dropped it before locking the door and running out of the loft.

“I’m leaving right now, I’m going to get on the first flight to Iowa, and I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Jo doesn’t realize she’s crying until her voice cracks. Then, she pauses, leaning against her car and willing herself not to vomit. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Maybe a couple broken ribs, definitely a concussion,” Alex coughs again as the sirens in the background grow louder. “I’ll see you soon?”

“Please don’t- just wait for me, okay?”

“I love you Jo,” his words sound so finite that Jo can’t help the cry that she lets out as she cradles the curve of her stomach. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too Alex,” Jo wipes her damp cheeks, taking a deep breath as she climbs into her car. “I’ll be there soon.”

+

She’s not sure how she got there so quickly, but it feels like the blink of an eye as Jo walks through the doors of Des Moines Medical Center. She’d spent the majority of her flight throwing up or crying, much to the displeasure of her seatmate. Now though, all she can think about is getting to Alex.

“Hi, I’m looking for Alex Karev, he’s a patient.”

“Name and relationship, please.”

“Josephine Wilson, he’s my fiancé.”

The nurse looks up from the desk with an unamused expression, “Family only, I can’t let you in to see him.”

“But-“

“No exceptions.”

Jo is about to scream at the receptionist or start crying uncontrollably or something in between when a voice sounds out, “Jo?”

Standing behind her is a tall and lanky woman, grey hair styled impeccably and a knit scarf around her neck. She’s about to ask how she knows her when they meet eyes. Jo instantly recognizes the warm expression as one she sees on Alex, “Helen. Hi.”

Despite never having met before, Helen moves forward and wraps Jo in a tight hug, the action calming her nerves ever so slightly. When she pulls back, Helen looks her over with a smile, “You’re absolutely glowing. The photos Alex showed me don’t do you justice.”

Jo tries not to read too far into Helen’s words as she thanks her, fiddling with her engagement ring to distract herself.

“Is he okay? I mean, what happened? Alex is so careful, I just….” Jo takes a deep breath before meeting Helen’s gaze again. “I’m sorry for rambling. I've just been a nervous wreck the whole trip here.”

“He’s okay, a truck ran a red light and side-swiped him. They said he spun out and hit a light pole, but he’s fine,” Helen grabs Jo’s hand and squeezes it. “I’ll let him explain all that medical terminology to you, I was never good at remembering that. Let me walk you up, the nurses seem to like me.”

Helen leads Jo past the reception desk and into the elevators. She closes her eyes and leans against the back wall in an attempt to slow her mind down. There’s a brief silence before Helen speaks up, “How far along are you?”

For a moment, Jo freezes, wondering if she should lie to her future mother-in-law, but she knows it’s a futile thought. She thought that she’d done a good job hiding the slight curve of her belly with her oversized sweater but Helen has three children of her own, it probably wasn’t hard to spot the signs in her.

“I’m not sure, I found out right before Alex left and I didn’t want to go to an appointment without him,” Jo swallows back the lump in her throat, trying her best not to cry again. “Maybe ten weeks if I had to guess.”

“He’s going to be fine dear,” Helen’s soft voice is comforting, something Jo hasn’t realized she needed. “And I’m sure he’s going to be thrilled.”

Jo nods, watching the numbers silently climb as she twists her engagement ring once again. She and Alex were a month and a half out from their wedding, they should be planning and celebrating, but instead, Jo is stuck wondering if he’ll be okay enough for their big day.

“He’s in room 412, down there on the left,” Jo is snapped out of her thoughts by Helen guiding her out of the elevator and pointing down the hallway in front of them. “I’ll let you go, sweetie. You can come back and find me when you’re done.”

Her anxiety mounts to a new high as Jo walks down the hallway, reading the room numbers slowly to make sure she doesn’t miss her destination. Finally, she comes to a stop outside of room 412, only hesitating for a moment before stepping inside.

Alex is sitting up in his hospital bed, stitches across his forehead and a frown as he reads the magazine in front of him. Jo is so relieved to see him that she doesn’t think twice about rushing forward and bringing him into a hug. Alex is confused for a moment but quickly reciprocates the hug, pulling her closer to him.

“You had me worried sick, I thought you were dying or something,” Jo doesn’t make an attempt to stifle her tears as she holds Alex close. “Never do that again, that was awful!”

When Alex doesn’t respond right away, Jo thinks she might have shocked him with her entrance. However, when she pulls away, he has tears welling in his eyes. She cups his face, wiping at his wet cheeks, “Alex? What’s wrong?”

“You’re pregnant.”

“What? How...?”

Alex slides his hand to cover Jo’s baby bump and she has to stop the gasp she so desperately wants to let out. Having him feel the small swell that had grown in made everything feel real.

“We’re having a baby?”

Jo can only nod, overwhelmed by the fact that Alex was okay, that they were going to get married, that they were having a baby together. She cups his cheek, meeting his eyes with a serious expression.

“You’re not allowed to drive anywhere until the baby is born,” Jo takes on a stern tone but Alex still chuckles at the request. “I’m serious Alex! What happens if you die? It won’t just be me that’s alone, we have someone else to worry about now.”

“Nothing bad is going to happen to me, I promise,” Alex presses a kiss to Jo’s lips before grinning at her. “Looks like we might need to move the wedding up though. How far along are you?”

“Maybe ten weeks, I haven’t gone in yet,” Alex laughs at the statement and Jo furrows her eyebrows. “What’s so funny?”

“Jo there’s no way you’re only ten weeks. You have a bump already,” Jo leans back from Alex, hand coming to protectively cradle her stomach. “It’s not a bad thing, I’m just saying. Either you’re further along than you thought or there’s more than one baby in there.”

“Don’t you dare even say that Alex.”

#jolex #alex karev #jo wilson #jo karev #greys anatomy #jo x alex #jolex fanfic #jolex fic #greys anatomy fanfic #nina writes

[cicinicole-14]

@doc-pickles and i did it again our specialty is me writing half fics in chat which she finishes bc I’m a whore so enjoy a Mother’s Day fic on us!!

#cici writes #nina writes #jolex #jolex fic #the jolex gc

[only-freaking-sunflowers]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Grey's Anatomy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson Characters: Jo Wilson, Alex Karev Additional Tags: Depression, Angst, Caretaker Alex, Depressed Jo Summary:

She couldn’t feel hurt right now, she couldn’t feel happiness right now. He hopes that she can feel how much he loves her, though.

oh yeah. @thejolexgroupchat inspired me to write a fic. they have since said they hate me for it. come hate me over on ao3! 

#jolex #jolex ff #jolex fanfic #jo wilson #alex karev #ga #fics

[jobrookekarev]

Whistlin' Past the Graveyard

Chapter: One/One

Words: 1,252

Summary: Jo announced that she's pregnant during her and Alex's Halloween wedding, but this time she is pregnant.

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy.

Relationship: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson.

Characters: Alex Karev and Jo Wilson

Rating: General Audiences.

Additional Tags: Fluff, Romance, Humor, Family, Love, One Shot, Happy Ending, Holidays, Marriage, Pregnancy.

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AN: So I finished this months ago and was like ‘oh I'll save it for Halloween’ and I got so into the Jolex Halloween fic that I forgot to post this! Anyway better late than never I hope you all enjoy because I've always said that this is how this scene should have been! 

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Jo looked through Alex’s books on the shelf behind his desk. She hadn’t gotten the chance to see her husband’s new office yet. It was very much like the one at Grey-Slone, but smaller and dirtier. He had a few wrestling magazines, some good management books, and Ped’s medical journals. She ran her fingers along the spines as she read the titles.

“Let's get out of here,” Alex said, coming into the room and letting the folder drop onto his desk. “Today was a nightmare.”

“Hey,” Jo said, reaching up and holding his face as he looked at her. “You are amazing. You are turning a house of horrors into a legit hospital, and I am sorry if those investors can't see that.”

“Well, don't be,” Alex said, raising his eyebrows and giving her a slight smile. “I'm getting a new research facility.”

“They gave you the funding?”

“Yeah, they said they were impressed with my ability to handle chaos.”

“They don't even know the half of it,” Jo said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “They should visit your childhood.”

“Hey, you know what?” Ale said, as he pulled back from another kiss.

“Yeah?” 

“We should do something to celebrate,” Alex said, not telling her his plans just yet.

“Great. I am absolutely dressed for that,” Jo said, holding out the skirt of her dress before she looked up at him, seeing that familiar glint of trouble in his eyes. “What?”

“What time does the courthouse close?” Alex said with a smile as Jo tilted her head.

He held out his hand and Jo let him pull her away.

…………………………………………………………………

They were standing in the courthouse together. Jo can hardly believe that they were doing this, but she was so giddy. She still loved standing there in her white dress, holding his hands and loving every word he said to her. She was so wrapped up in this moment. It was the perfect wedding and she couldn't even believe the courthouse was open this late much less on Halloween. Although she was possibly elated more so about the fact that she got Alex to actually wear the vampire teeth. She knew he did it only for her. 

It's not their wedding on the ferry boat at sunset. She didn't have the perfect white dress and they didn't have their friends and family, but it was an intimate moment that they would have forever. 

Finally, it was her turn to say her vows. They had the traditional vows as she repeated after the judge. She's been trying to think of the right thing to say to make her vows a little unique for him. The second the idea popped up in her head, she knew she had to do it. It would also surprise him and possibly scare him a little bit, but hopefully in a good way.

“For better or worse.” 

“For better or worse.” Jo repeated after him.

“For richer or poorer.”

“For richer… or pregnant,” Jo said in a single breath as she watched Alex take in her words. 

For a second he just stood there, gobsmacked. His eyes were wide and his lips parted. She wasn’t sure if he actually heard her. Although, judging by the look on his face he did. 

“What?” Alex asked, his voice muffled by the vampire teeth.

“I'm pregnant,” Jo said, confirming it to him with a nervous little smile. 

“Are you serious,” Alex asked, still surprised and Jo suddenly got nervous about telling him like this. 

“Yes,” Jo said, biting her lip as she nodded. “Why do you think I dressed up and have been following you around at work all day? I’ve been trying to tell you all day, but it’s been one catastrophe after another at the hospital. I didn't want to stress you out at work so I just figured I'd wait to tell you at home, but then you wanted to get legally married….”

Before Jo could say anything more, Alex cut her off with a kiss. He pressed his lips into hers and she could feel the excitement on his lips. He smiled against her lips and she pulled back to see him with a broad smile.

“You’re really pregnant?” Alex asked, sure of himself, but more so asking her to say it again.

“Yes, I’m pregnant,” Jo said with a matching smile that started to hurt her cheeks.

He looked down at her stomach and let go of one of her hands to reach down to hold her belly, rubbing his thumb in a little circle. There's nothing there quite yet, just the tiniest curve of her belly where her uterus was a little more prominent. She wasn’t sure if he could even feel it yet. 

“We're gonna have a baby,” Alex said, his voice giddy with his large smile.

“Yeah we're going to have a baby,” Jo said sighing in contentment as he leaned in and kissed her again. 

The officiant let them have their moment, but after their second kiss, he cleared his throat. They reluctantly parted, but Alex still smiled wide and happy and he kept his hand on her belly. Jo felt like she was floating on air. She was so happy at this moment and she can barely contain it. 

Jo looked over at him and smiled as she repeated her vows. “For richer or poor. “

Alex leaned in and she did too as their noses touch and they smile at each other. He gave her a little smile and held her belly through the rest of the preceding until they were finally officially and legally married. Alex leaned in and kissed her with lips full of passion. Jo melted into him with a little moan. As she let herself be consumed by his lips. She wrapped her arms around him and put one hand on his cheek, holding him against her for as long as possible. They only break apart when they're desperate for air. 

After they got out of the court, having filed all the correct documents and making sure everything was in order, Alex kissed her again as he led her out to the car, holding her hand. He pulled her against him as he kissed her against the car. He fumbled with the door handle until they fell into the backseat. Jo sat up with a laugh as he undid the ties on her dress and forced it open. 

Instead of his hands going to more intimate places, he smiled as he leaned down and stared at her belly. Jo easily smiled as she put her hand on his cheek, his eyes glance up at her before he looked back down at their baby. He put one hand over her bump, gently gracing her skin before he held the little bump. 

“Hey you,” Alex said as he leaned down and kissed her bump. “I'm your Daddy, it's nice to meet you.”

Jo reached up to tangle her hand in his hair as he leaned down to kiss her bump. “You're finally gonna be a dad.”

“And you're gonna be a mom,” Alex said with a smile as he came up and kissed her lips. “And don't worry because you're going to be an amazing mom, Jo.”

Jo smiled and sighed, she knew he was right and she was finally ready. She was going to be a mom and he was going to be a dad and they were going to have the family they always wanted.

#jo wilson #alex karev #jo karev #jolex #grey's anatomy #otp: home and heart #grey's anatomy fanfic #my work #my writing #my fanfiction

[lover-of-mine]

For a show with some AMAZING platonic relationships they really seem incapable (at least recently) of keeping platonic relationships platonic 😅😅

Jolink annoy me partly because they both told alex there was absolutely nothing romantic there, only for it to be revealed years later they both had crushes on each other years ago?????

Oh yeah I'm not saying the 19x20 scene would work perfectly for buddie, but it's all I can think about when I watch that scene 😅😅

Oooooh I agree! That Jolex arc would work so well for buddie!! (also Jolex deserved better)

That is the upside of greys having so many 'best friends to lovers' couples, is that so many of them feel buddiecoded. There are Towen scenes in the earlier seasons (s6 or 7) that I've rewatched and immediately wanted to write a buddie fic using 😅😅

Honestly, lately they really said no platonic relationships allowed, which is a shame considering they have Mer and Alex and I'm legit obsessed with how close they made them and the way that even tho both Alex and Meredith sleep around, they never considered each other a possibility and we need more of that in media.

I have many feelings about jolink, the way they pushed Amelia and Link just to have it end like that, the way they insisted they were just friends all the time, the way they had such a nice friendship that didn't have to become romantic to stay interesting (also i hate what they did to Link overall, the cute orthopedic surgeon who cut his hair with surgical scissors for a kid on the peds floor is not whoever he is now)

And I totally feel you, that scene needs very little adjustments to work for buddie, it would be epic to get something like that for suuure, I will need to get my hands on some exasperated love confession in the rain fics lol

That jolex arc could be so good, and I agree, they have so many best friends to lovers, it's hard not to watch it and get ideas. I feel like with the amount of season you have a little bit of everything in there, so there's so much inspiration hiding there.

(i dont like talking about how jolex deserved better because i never thought i would see the day i would be mad greys didn't kill a character and i pretend Alex died so i wont have to think about what happened, but they deserved so so so so much better)

#seriously when alex left i spent half an hour pacing my apartment yelling at nobody over how dumb that was #the only other time i was that mad about something was watching the 100 season 7 episode 13 #that one can still send me into rage #but youre absolutely right the urge to write buddie fics inspired by greys is real sokasasokasa #sam 💜 #i really need a tag for asks

[downton-bridgerton]

19&45 for Cobert pls🥹😊

a/n: I'll do both for Cobert and for Jolex*, because why not? (* - thanks to @emma-hahn for the ship name of my OCs, honestly 😆)

19. Who loves to call the other one cute names?

Cobert: Cora, most definitely. She calls Robert "Dear", "Darling", or even "Dearest" almost every day. This, of course, makes Robert soften more than ever. She is the only adult to be allowed to call him "Donk".

Jolex: Both of them. If you've read my fic, you know they have nicknames for one another (although Alex's nickname to Jo will be revealed in one of the last chapters soon!). But at least we know that Jo call Alex "stupid idiot", and is also the only one allowed to call him so.

45. Who is more likely to get drunk?

Cobert: I mean....we all know who this is, really. And it's DEFINITELY not Robert (totally not lying). Cora only gets tipsy on wine one time, and that's just about it.

Jolex: None of them. Alex drinks whiskey like his father, but never gets drunk. Jo drinks wine, but drinks a glass at most. Safe to say they both limit their alcohol intake more than their fathers (and Jo's brothers) combined.

50 OTP Things

#thank you for these! 💗 #robert crawley #cora crawley #cobert #alex crawley #jo lewis #the life of viscount downton #downton abbey #vinnyvangohsleftear #mutuals #otp asks

[wildflowerswildhorses]

I truly never thought I’d ship another Grey’s couple after Jolex because that ending truly BROKE ME. I will still never get over my anger for it… but seeing Jo thriving and happy with Link actually makes me so happy! She truly deserves it and I’m loving them so much. I’m desperate for S20 so we can get more scenes with them.

No for real. I still remember how livid I was when I first saw it (and thus a fic where Jo flies to Kansas and yells at him was born). Being left away form it for a while, I do get that Alex wanting to be there for his kids and giving them the father he never had is in character for him but everything else? What the fuck.

But I was absolutely pissed off at it - I don't care if Justin wanted out/had left - they didn't have to do it like they did. To have Alex just fucking ghost his wife after a depressive episode and then dump her the same way Izzie dumped him? It was so fucked up and tbh he's dead to me.

And it's not even just Jolex - I truly never thought I'd feel this way about any other Grey's ship because I've always been let down (with the except of them actually fixing Japril). But here I am being so obsessed and in love with Jo and Link. I'm truly so happy that Jo can be so happy again and have another chance and hopefully be with a man who's not gonna treat her like garbage on the side of the road

#answered asks #greys talk

[bibuddie]

anyways when i write the madney wedding fic based off of jolex’s wedding ep in grey’s anatomy its OVER for yall

#rebecca rambles

[fan4196]

Mister Perfectly Fine (Part 2)

Fearless - Taylor’s Version (From The Vault)

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After way to long here’s finally the second part of this fic. Hope you like it. Enjoy!

Thanks again @angry-slytherin !

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Of course his sister had to pick this city out of the millions of cities in the freaking country for her wedding. Sure, her soon to be husband is from there but when she told him on the phone that they are going to have their wedding there he thought she had to be kidding. Not only was it the city he heavy hearted turned his back to almost a year and a half ago, but his little sister also decided to have her wedding at the exact same location his and Jo's first wedding was supposed to be.

Of course Amber apologized a million times, knowing how hard it still was for him to be confronted with anything that is somehow connected to his ex-wife. Amber offered to find a new location but he immediately denied it the second it came out of her mouth. It wasn't her fault, he had been an idiot a year and a half ago and had thrown the best thing he had ever had in his life away. He simply had to man up for one day and put a smile on for his sister. He knew that going back there would bring up a lot of emotions, but he had to live with that. After all it was his fault he was in this exact situation right now.

His sister also offered that he could skip the ceremony and only come to the celebration afterwards but he denied that too, knowing how much it meant to her to have him as the only male family of hers at her wedding. Also, years ago when she first started seeing Matt and slowly knowing that he was the one, she asked Alex to walk her down the aisle once the time had come and he would keep that promise. He was the one that mainly raised her when their mothers illness became too much  and their dad had finally left, so he had to be there. Also she had asked quiet a while ago if Alexis would join her daughter to be a flower girl and if Eli would help her son to bear the rings, so he couldn't let his kids run around on her wedding with no adult around - because Izzie wouldn't come with them to the wedding.

So he finds himself in the exact same parking spot he once parked in three years ago but instead of Mer and Zola he has his very excited twins with him. He takes a deep breath before he helps his kids out of the car and smoothes their clothes before they walk towards the oh-so-familiar location. For one second he thought about turning around and just hiding in the little, red shed until the wedding was over but the second he set foot on the deck above the venue he saw her - standing next to his mom while they where talking. He immediately froze as he just stared at her back.

He couldn't see much of her but by just the sight of her back he could tell that she was just as beautiful as always. Her hair was short now and the dress she was wearing just hugged her curves perfectly. He couldn't see her face but by the smile on his mother's face, as she was talking to her, he knew she was smiling too. He kept his glance at her when she turned a little and gives him a good view at the sleeping baby she is holding against her chest. A little girl probably a year old, sucking on a green pacifier while Jo straightened her little grey dress that was matching the little bow in her short, blonde hair.

Jo's eyes are sparkling as she kisses the little girls head, swaying to the music while she kept her conversation with his mom going.

A little tug on his pants interrupts Alex from starring at Jo.

"Daddy, I need to pee." His son announces staring up at him, nervously dancing on his feet showing how urgent it already was.

"Ok. Let's see." He quickly answers trying to memorize where the toilets were before he takes the twins there.

As they reach them his daughter revels that she has to pee too so Alex quickly opens the door to the men bathroom, expecting his daughter too follow them inside.

"Come on Alexis." He calls, holding the door open for Alexis to follow them.

"No daddy it's the boys bathroom. I'm a girl." She quickly complaines, crossing her arms to make her point clear that she will not use the boys restroom.

"You can use the boys bathroom too. It's ok. Come on." Alex tries again.

"No." His daughter answers stumping her little foot while she looks at her dad.

"Alright then you have to wait here until we're done or you have to use the girls bathroom on your own."

She nods at her dad and disappears inside the girls bathroom.

-

After her conversation with Helen, Jo was happy to find the bathroom empty. She loves her ex mother-in-law but after all she was also just a reminder of what Alex took from her when he decided to leave. She doesn't have to say how surprised she had been when she found Ambers wedding invitation in her mail one day. Surprised was probably an understatement because after her divorce with Alex, Jo and Amber hadn't really been talking to each other as often as they used to when Jo was still a Karev. But Jo had found a great friend in her ex sister-in-law so she was happy to be invited to her wedding even though she knew that he would be here too.

Luna was still sleeping on her arm but her little girl needed a new diaper nevertheless. She put the diaper bag down on the counter of the sink before she laid her sleeping daughter on the little changing mat next to the sink. Jo is just about to pack the diaper bag again when she hears a little voice from one of the stalls.

"Hello?"

"Hello? You ok sweetie?" Jo answers, picking her how awake daughter up in her arms before she walks closer to the stall the little voice is coming from.

"Can you help me?"

"Sure. Did you lock the door, sweetie?"

"No."

Jo carefully opens the stall to see a little girl fighting with the amount of tulle of her white dress.

"Hi." Jo smiles.

"Can you help me, I'm tangled." The little girl asks politely smiling shy at Jo.

She helps she girl out of the stall and adjusts Luna on her hip before she kneels in front of the little blonde and helps her putting her little arms where they belong before she sips the dress back up and knots the bow on the back of the dress.

"I love your dress. Are you a flower girl?" Jo asks, already knowing the answer because she saw the other flower girls when she said hi to Amber in her dressing room.

"Mmhhh." The girl smiles proudly as Jo fluffs the tulle of the dress before she's done. "I like yours too and hers. What's her name?"

"Her name is Luna." Jo smiles, looking at her now wide awake daughter. "Right sweet girl?"

Jo takes Luna's pacifier out as she only needs it when she sleeps and puts it in the diaper bag before she kisses Lunas cheek which makes the little girl smile.

"She's so cute."

"You're pretty cute too." Jo smiles as she takes the diaper bag and puts it on her shoulder watching the girls washing her hands. "Can I ask you what your name is?"

"Alexis." She smirks while drying her hands.

"Oh- Alexis… I'm Jo."

"Thank you, Jo." He little girl smiles.

"Of course sweetie. Let's go find your dad. He's probably looking for you, don't you think so?" Jo smiles a toothless smile, adjusting Luna on her hip.

The little girls nods before she takes Jo's free hand and follows her outside.

"Do you see your daddy?"

"No." She shakes her head.

"Mmmhh were could he be?"

"There." Alexis points towards were he's standing next to Amber.

His back is turned towards them so Amber is the first to see Jo and Alexis walking towards them. Before Alex turns around too.

"There you are. Did everything work? You flushed and washed your hands?" He asks watching his daughter closely.

"Jip. I had help from my new friend Jo." She answers, still holding onto Jo's hand.

Alex few goes from his daughter to Jo for the first time after one and a half years and it immediately feels so familiar as if nothing ever happened between them.

"Thank you." He smiles warmly at her.

"Sure."

They throw each other another smile before Jo goes to sit down.

"Ok. Are you ready Alexis?" Alex asks his daughter.

The little girl nods as she gets her little basket full of flower panels from one of Amber’s brides mates.

"Are you ready?" Alex asks as he holds his arm out for Amber to walk her down the aisle.

-

Jo's just about to sit down in one of the back rows as Helen comes up to her and asks her to sit with her. Jo couldn't turn it down so of course she followed her ex mother-in-law and sits with her.

The ceremony begins with the music starting to play. Amber’s daughter Grace, Alexis and two girls from Matt's side come down the aisle and throw their flower panels. After that Liam, Amber’s oldest and Eli come with the rings. The music changes and Alex brings Amber down the aisle. He kisses her cheek before he hands her over to Matt.

Alex sits down on the other side of Helen and puts his arm on the back of his moms chair, brushing Jo's arm with his fingers without notice while doing it. His little touch immediately fills Jo's body with sparks.

-

The feeling of her whole body responding to Alex's touch never really leaves Jo. Even after two hours she still fells his fingers where they delicately touched her arm and the undiscribable feeling of warmth inside her body follows her the whole evening. The effect he still has on her makes her wonder; her thoughts stay on it all night.

While everyone is enjoying themselves dancing along with the bridal couple Jo sits at her place feeding Luna. She watches the wedding guests having fun which lets her think back to her own wedding that was actually supposed to happen here. Instead she remembers the chaos that lead them to Jackson’s, now her, penthouse where she was the bride dancing in between all of her friends. Even though their first wedding had been the most chaotic wedding she had ever been to- and she was a guest at April Kepner's first wedding- dancing in Alex's arms to their favourite songs was one of her favourite memory about that day.

Seeing him now dancing with his kids makes her smile for different reasons. She knows how much he hates dancing, especially when people he knows are around. Getting him to dance with her on their wedding day had been quite a challenge but in the end he couldn't resist her and danced with her. The other thing that made her smile were his kids. She always knew that kids bring out the best in him and seeing him now with his twins fills her heart, even though they are the reason he left her. But after meeting them she knows that him wanting to be their dad and having to leave her in the process was the right thing to do. Even though she wishes it would be different. But if Jo knows one thing than it's that you can never know what the future holds for you. One minute you are a teenager living in your car the next you are attending med school at Harvard. One minute you think you can never be happy again and then you meet the most perfect little girl that becomes your daughter.

Still deep in her thoughts Jo doesn't notice Alexis taking the chair beside her. Just as the little girl begins to play with Luna’s foot, making her daughter wiggle on her lap Jo snap out of her daydreaming.

"Will you dance with me?" The girl asks with big brown eyes Jo has never been able to resist.

"Ahm sure." Jo smiles, putting Luna’s stuff together before she gets up.

Just like when they left the bathroom earlier Alexis grabs Jo's free hand and guides her to the dance floor.

They dance together for a while before Alex comes up to them. 

"Do you trust me to take her? Then you can dance better." He offers.

"Oh no it's fine." Jo smiles but her daughter had other plans. As she puts her arms out and leans towards Alex. Something she never did before. She's a rather shy little girl, not letting anyone she doesn't know touch or hold her but with Alex it looks like she's making an exception.

"Well ok."

She hands Luna to Alex, watching him carefully before she goes back to dancing with Alexis.

Alex keeps close to Jo for a little longer swaying Luna in his arms to the current song.

He can hear her little giggles as he tickles her feet. With her head on his shoulder her eyes close a little more with every sway.

Alex watches Jo and his daughter dancing until he's sure Luna is asleep. He sits down with her at Jo’s place when Amber comes and sits with him.

"You're here for only half a day and you already got her baby?"

"Well she stole mine too. And Alexis declined her as their new friend." He points to were Jo's dancing with Alexis and Eli now too.

"Did you know she had a daughter?" Alex asks after a while.

"We kept in touch a little bit, not like we did when she was still my sister-in-law but a little bit. She called mom the day she got her, Luna by the way-"

"Luna." He smiles at the little girl in his arms.

"Yeah. She called mom and they talked a little bit. And you know our mom the next time I visited she told me all about Jo and her little baby girl."

"So she kept in touch with mom too?" He asks interested.

"Yeah. They talk like once a month I think."

"That's more often than mom talks to me."

"Well now you know which side mom choose after your divorce." Amber shrugs before she starts laughing.

"I don't blame her."

"Mmhh. You really are a big idiot for letting her go."

"You think I don't know that?" He answers, stroking Lunas back.

"Just letting you know one more time." She winks at him before she stands up and pads his free shoulder.

"The black one with the elder top is Luna's. I'm sure there's a blanked or something inside."

He smiles at his sister before he gets toward the strollers standing in the corner, carefully not to wake the little girl sleeping on his shoulder. As he pulls the stroller aside a little he immediately spots the diaperbag in the bottom and successfully get it out onehandet to look through it from a blanket. His heart stops for a second as one of his mothers knitted baby heads falls out of it as he pulls the blanket out.

Pictures of Jo's shocked face when his mom told them that she knitted them for their future babies start showing in his head. He remembers how she asked him if he was pregnant and didn't tell her as they apparently were in the baby head place. She ignored him or more avoided him the whole day but later that day he watched her sneaking one of them out of his moms knitting bag and putting it in her purse.

Seeing that she still has this exact same head she took years ago and uses it for her daughter now let's his heart flutter a little. It's like a small thing from him was always with her.

Shaking that thought out of his head he grabs the blue moon blanket and wraps it loosely around the sleeping baby on his arm. After working in peds for years now it's still an amazing feeling for him to hold a baby in his arms. The little body pressed tight to his, their tiny hands grabbing onto his clothes and their sweet smell lingering in his nose.

Alex carefully puts his mother's head on the little girls head before he puts her pacifier back in her open mouth, which she immediately starts sucking on.

He sits back down, holding Luna tight as she snuggles closer in his chest and grabs onto his shirt.

"I see you found her stroller. You could have just put her in there; she's used to sleeping in there." Jo tells him as she sits down on the chair beside him.

"Nah. It's nice to hold her. It's actually been a while since I've been holding a baby, so-"

"Do you forget that you're a peds surgeon?" She asks with a laugh.

"I mean yeah I hold them at work but like this it's probably been Ellis that last fell asleep on my chest." He answers not taking his eyes off of the sleeping girl on his chest.

The sign of her daughter on the chest of the man she once called her husband has a bittersweet.

"Where did you leave the twins?" He asks, now looking at her.

"They wanted to go and play with Liam." Jo points out to the three sitting over a tablet.

"Is- ahm- Is she-"

"Yours?" She watches him nod before she continues. "No. I adopted her. Her mom, Val was my patient but she died unfortunately."

"I'm sorry."

"Yeah."

They are both silent for a minute before Alex speaks again.

"You wanna dance with me?"

Jo looks at him a little shocked.

"Are you serious?" She asks in disbelief.

"Yeah. What? Because of her? I can dance with one hand."

"No it's just-" She takes a deep breath before she continues. "You left me, Alex. Just like that and without a warning you left me. You ignored me for weeks and then send divorce papers expecting me to sign them. You broke my freaking heart and undid everything you ever promised to me. You left me thinking you were helping your mom but instead you were with your new family. Six weeks I thought you were dead. Lying in a ditch unidentifiable, just to get a lazy ass letter with divorce papers. And now you wanna dance? You hate dancing."

"I do, but I love dancing with you." He says, looking at her softly. "And I know that this letter was the worst thing I ever did in my life but I want to make it right again. Everything- I'm not whole when I'm not with you. I- I never stopped loving you, Jo. I'm an idiot and I don't expect you to ever forgive me but I want us to be friends again. I miss my best friend." He stops for a second but continues. "Also because me and the twins are moving back here and I guess I can't say no to them when they want to visit their new friend Jo."

"I will need time to-" She whispers.

"You can have all the time you need." Alex answers softly.

It's silent again for a while.

"Than let's start with dancing maybe." Jo agrees.

They stand up and he guides her to the dance floor. She carefully puts her arms around him as he puts his free hand on her waist. He slowly starts swaying them to the song, not taking his eyes off Jo until she puts her head against his shoulder looking into her daughter’s sleeping face.

Seeing Luna peacefully sleeping against Alex's chest is everything she never knew she needed. It hurts seeing her with him but it also filled her heart with so much love. She knows it will take a while until her broken heart can let him in again, but feeling his strong arm around her waist, holding her close helps putting the shattered pieces of her heart slowly back together. Right now she feels finally completely whole again after a long time - right in this moment she feels perfectly fine.

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[pagingevilspawn]

how's your heart after breaking mine?

ts x jolex week 21

day one: fearless - mr. perfectly fine (taylor's verion) (from the vault)

wc: 2.5k

pairing: Jo Wilson/Alex Karev. Alex Karev/Izzie Steven (mentioned)

summary: years after they last saw each other, jo and alex reunite at a conference, and while she is still struggling from her heartache, he seems to be mr. perfectly fine.

rating: general audiences

category: angst.

warnings: angst, no happy ending, alcohol consumption.

A/N: guess who finished this just now? me. that's who. I was actually working on this one long before the announcement for this event came out, but it gave me the motivation to continue this! Alex is unintentionally an ass in this and for that, i’m sorry. Anyways… hope you enjoy! (first part's pretty crappy, but after that it gets better.)

(this was also proofread, like...once, so of there are a plethora of errors i apologize)

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The absolute last thing Jo wanted right now was to attend a medical conference in Salt Lake City, Utah. There were multiple reasons why she should’ve said no. One; she had just started her second year of her OB GYN residency a few weeks prior, and there were a very limited number of lectures on her new line of study where she was headed. Two; she now held an absolute hatred for the Seattle Tacoma International Airport, since it was the place where her ex-husband stood before her, placed a soft kiss on her lips and promised to see her in a couple of weeks, lying to her face about seeing his mother in Iowa, when in reality he was going to see his ex-wife and kids, never really planning on returning home.

It was ironic really; how not even two years ago, she was standing in front of gate 48, saying goodbye to him, and now she stood in the same spot, in front of the exact same gate, with him nowhere near her side as she glared up at the same exact entrance she last saw him at.

(She also now hated the number forty-eight)

But, since Meredith had been hounding her non-stop about attending this event, she gave in. Because how was she supposed to say no to the woman who had barely survived the pandemic? Along with a plethora of other things she was too lazy to memorize. (The answer was that she couldn’t. She felt guilty for leaving Meredith behind for OB, so she now did whatever her former mentor wanted, even if more than two years had passed) If Meredith Grey asked for something, Meredith Grey got it. She was turning back into the intern who cried fake tears and would do anything to earn her approval, and Jo was not a fan.

“It’ll be good for you Wilson. You need to leave that loft of your’s and go somewhere Wilson, blah blah blah,” she mutters to herself as she shows the attendant her ticket, not even bothering to return the smile, settling on brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear instead. The messy bun on the top of her head bounced in place, and she felt like a college student after a night of studying, but rather than books tucked under her arm it was a neck pillow and a carry-on.

She shuffles into her seat, thankful that it was an aisle one before letting her eyes shut, trying to catch a wink of sleep in an attempt to make up for the less than few hours she had gotten the night before. It proves to be unsuccessful, because the businessman sitting next to her ate his chips so loud she had to restrain herself from coiling into herself every time a chip crunched beneath his teeth, and the toddler behind her continuously managed to kick her seat, no matter how many times his mother told him to stop.

After three hours of loud chewing, seat kicking, and crying babies, she lands in Salt Lake, taking in a deep breath when she finally escapes the crowded airport and is met with humid air. She picks up her rental car, and arrives at her hotel not long after, immediately tossing her bags into the corner and sprawling onto the bed. Eventually, she moves to unpack her clothes and other necessities, casting a glance at the clock which read 10:37.

Taking a look around the room, she decided that nothing more needs to be done; all of her makeup is laid out for the morning, and what she chose to wear is already hanging up in the closet, freshly ironed and wrinkle-free. She yawns, crawling under the covers and flicking off the light, sleep coming easily.

When she wakes up the next morning to her alarm clock going off, she’s freshly rested and in a better mood than she normally was when she had to wake up before nine. The early morning sun beats down onto her face, and she knows that if she wanted to get to the first lecture on time, she needed to start getting ready sooner rather than later.

With a sigh, she begrudgingly gets out of bed, hopping in a quick shower and changing into her clothes. She adds some soft waves to her hair, in the hopes that it made her look more put together than she felt. It didn’t seem that just because she got hours of sleep made up for the fact that she would rather be curled up in the soft sheets of her bed at home than the stiff ones the hotel provided.

It doesn’t take long until she’s arrived in the lobby, where doctors all around her were dressed in firmly pressed suits and skirts. Tables advertising different events throughout the day were lined up and down the hallways, fellow surgeons and mentees passing out little pamphlets with information about their courses littering the pages.

Jo passes by a few stands displaying lectures on the OBGYN field, mentally making a list of the ones she would like to attend.

A quick glance to her watch tells her that the first item on her list was starting soon, and with that she dumps the now-empty coffee cup she had ordered a few minutes prior as a pick-me-up, and shuffles into the seat of the auditorium, the chairs around her filling up quicker than she expects.

It’s only a few minutes later Dr. Maria Cavanaugh steps out onto the stage, silencing the crowd after a round of applause. Jo leans back into her seat, feeling grateful that Meredith had pushed her to go to this conference.

If her whole weekend is spent listening to experts talk and teach about her new specialty, she thinks she’s going to enjoy it.

____

It’s hours and a multitude of lectures later when she exits another grand room, fellow surgeons beside her chatting about the new information they’d acquired. She feels a small smile grace her lips as she realizes that the excited squeals could only come from the med school students that had been invited from the nearby college.

She pulls out her phone, seeing a text from Link and Meredith, both along the lines of that they hoped she arrived safely and that she enjoyed her time away from home. She responds, pocketing her phone and making her way to the hotel bar, settling into one of the few empty seats and ordering a whiskey sour, thanking the bartender when it's placed in front of her not even a minute later.

She sips the drink slowly, feeling some leftover tenseness from sitting all day leave her body as the alcohol starts to flow through her veins. She was far from drunk, but even saying tipsy felt like too much of a stretch.

Pleasantly buzzed, she decides on, taking another sip of her drink, making a brief second of eye contact with a man on the other end of the bar. He raises her glass with a slight nod of his head, and she does the same. She’s tempted to continue; take use of the way the man’s making subtle glances to the seat next to him when her ears pick up another conversion from a few feet away, freezing her in place, glass nearly dropping to the floor.

“Do you want anything?”

“Just a water’s fine. I’m gonna go talk to Dr. Conwell about some of the research her and her team were talking about.”

She turns in her seat, against her better judgment. She watches as he kisses her cheek before leaning against the bar’s counter a few feet away.

She feels as if ice had just been dropped down her back —frozen in place, unable to move as she watches Alex drum his fingers on the dark wood, head nodding along to the soft tune playing through the speakers. He grabs his drinks from the bartender; two waters, one with ice and one without, about to walk towards the woman he was with earlier when he spots her.

“Jo?” he questions, blinking multiple times as if to see if it was really her, and not a trick of the light.

She wants to run when he makes his way over to her. She wants to run, and scream, and throw her drink in his face. But instead, she places a tight, thin smile on her lips and acts as if nothing was wrong.

“Alex, hi!” She turns to face him, her voice too high for her enthusiasm to be true, but if he knows it he doesn’t make any move to show it.

He runs a hand through his hair —it's longer than the last time she saw it, a bit of grey speckled in so lightly that it wouldn’t be noticeable to someone who wasn’t looking.”I uh, I didn't know you’d be here.”

She wants to roll her eyes, but refrains. “Well,” she spins her drink with the straw, watching as the ice cubes clink against the glass “The feeling’s mutual.”

“How are you?” He asks after a few beats of silence, and she wants nothing more than to yell at him that he couldn’t talk to her like this —like they were old friends who had lost contact after a while, and were due for a catch up. Because they weren’t old friends. They were so far from friends that someone could build a bridge with the amount of space they had between them.

“Fine,” she lies through her teeth, her heart nearly beating out of her chest in nervousness. She was worried that she was going to break down at any second, spew the words that she had said to Carly in anger at him if he looked at her any longer as if things were okay between them.

“You?” she questions, not interested in the answer, sipping her drink similarly to how she had the night of Bailey’s wedding, the unwelcome memory of the start of their relationship blossoming to the front of her mind.

He sips his water, “Good. I’ve been good.”

With his hand clasped around the glass she catches sight of the pristine, shiny gold ring that sits on his fourth finger, and she has to fight back the growing lump in her throat that threatens to escape.

“Congrats,” she says instead, eyebrows pinched together as she nods towards the ring, a tell that always told whether or not her words rang true.

He seems to have forgotten that, and takes her words as a compliment. He gives her a small smile, “Thanks.”

Jo wants to laugh, because this was so far from the Alex Karev she had known, the man in front of her unfamiliar and so, so different from the one she married years ago. The Alex she knew would’ve never ordered a water instead of a beer, or act as if everything was okay between them when it was so far from it.

He’d changed, and she couldn’t say that she liked it.

“How are the kids?” she asks, and she can tell that she’s surprised him. He looks taken aback for a moment, before smiling gently and reaching into his pocket for his phone. “They’re great,” he says, pulling up a photo of them, the twins smiling brightly into the camera.

“That was at their birthday party last week,” he explains, and she notices the large 7 balloons that are floating in the background.

“He looks like you,” she comments about the boy. He grins, and she wants nothing more than to slap him for not being able to see that she’s so obviously hurting, that her heart is breaking inside of her chest. That she selfishly wants him to say that he made a mistake, that he was in love with her, not Izzie. But her life wasn’t a trashy romance novel, and even if it was, Alex was never one to admit to his faults, his pride and ego too large to have it bruised in such a way.

She had always wondered what he had been up to after he had left. If he was okay. She’d imagined different futures for him, some including Izzie and the kids, some of them not. She’s even naively envisioned ones with her and the children they had always talked about having one day.

Somedays, when she was feeling worse for wear, she had wished that he was miserable —that he and Izzie weren’t together and as far as they went communication-wise was a phone call to see who had the kids that week; that he was as alone and bitter as she was.

But instead, here he was, Mr. Perfectly Fine. The man who had looked her in the eyes and told her he would never go away.

Here he was, Mr. Perfectly Fine. Married to the woman he had left her for, a shiny gold ring on his finger instead of neat, polished wood.

For the past two years she’d been picking up the pieces of herself that he had shattered and left behind, only just starting to put herself back together, and here he was, Mr. Perfectly Fine. While she was piecing together her shattered heart, he was picking up her, the woman he had left her for.

She had thought that he was different from the rest; different from everyone who had ever left her. But he wasn’t —the man she had thought was so different was so exactly the same as everyone else.

“I’m sorry, Jo.” he says, and she has the urge to laugh —laugh because he wasn’t sorry, she could tell. He was sorry that he left her and caused her pain, sure. But he wasn’t sorry that he had done it, that he had married Izzie again and lived with her and his kids on a farm in the middle of Kansas. He wasn’t sorry about that at all.

Mr. Insincere Apology so he didn’t look like the bad guy.

She acts as if she believes him, giving him another tight smile, and lies through her teeth once more. “It’s fine Alex. It’s in the past.”

Jo checks phone, making a face when she ‘realizes’ the time, eager to get out of there as soon as she could. “I need to go, early morning,” she fibs, and she internally rolls her eyes at how he believes her. While he seemed to have forgotten everything about her, she still remembers every detail about him.

“It was nice seeing you again Jo,” he’s playing with the sleeves of his jacket and his eyes meet hers, and for less than a second it’s almost enough to break her resolve.

Another tight smile graces her lips, and she begins to walk away when her body fights her mind and she finds herself leaning down, her lips against his ear.

“I’m glad it was worth it, Alex.”

Her voice is harsh and bitter, yet broken, and she doesn’t need to look at him to know that his face has fallen, and he’s realized that everything she’d told him that night was a lie. She turns and lets the tears fall silently, making her way back up to her room with a head full of thoughts about her ex-husband, about Alex Karev.

About Mr. Perfectly Fine.

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[iamtrebleclefstories]

be this close forever and ever 

DAY 6: LOVER

take me out, take me home 

you’re my, my, my, my, lover

did I finally post a fic on time? Yes. Yes I did :))

We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January

And this is our place, we make the rules

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear

Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?

+

“No, it needs to go more to the left. The left! Alex, my left, not your left,” Jo directed a frustrated Alex as he struggled to position the Christmas lights on the roof to Jo’s liking.

“Why are we doing this again?” Alex huffed as he placed the final line of lights.

“Because,” Jo sighed as she watched Alex climb down the ladder. “I’ve never had a real Christmas or lived in a house where I could put up lights and a tree in the window so that all the neighborhood kids could see. Last year, we were hardly friends and we spent Christmas in your house that had no furniture and ate pizza and drank beer when we got back from the hospital. But this year, this year it's our house and although she doesn’t like me all that much, Meredith has two kids who deserve to go to Uncle Alex’s house and see lights and presents and smell wood burning in the fireplace. And we deserve it. We deserve the holidays we never had as kids.”

Alex’s eyes softened as he listened to Jo’s rant. He stared at her in silence for a moment.

“What?” Jo crossed her arms over her chest.

“Nothing,” Alex shook his head and took her hand. “I just love you.” Jo’s cheeks flushed at his words. Alex cracked a smile. “We can leave the Christmas lights up ‘til January if that’s what you want.”

“Really?” Jo raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You’d leave them up?”

“Hell yeah,” Alex nodded. “This is our place. We make the rules.”

“If that’s the case, I say that one of our Christmas rules is that you have to give me an organsm every time I try on that fancy new dark green lingerie that I bought in the spirit of the holidays,” Jo’s eyes shined with mirth.

“I could get behind that,” Alex’s smirk grew. “God, where have you been my whole life?”

+

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

+

“You ready to go home?” Alex asked as he came to stand behind Jo.

“Huh? Yeah. Yeah, let’s go,” Jo reached for her purse inside her locker.

“Is everything okay?” Alex’s eyebrows scrunched in question. “You seem, I don't know… kind of out of it.”

“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just…” Jo let out a sigh. “I met this patient today who thought she’d have forever with her husband. Instead, I had to tell her that the surgery we performed was unsuccessful. She’s going to die and all her hopes and dreams about this happily ever after she thought she’d have got thrown out the window… I don’t know. It just reminded me of why I always kept people at a distance. Of why I was so scared to be with you.”

“You know that’s not going to happen to us right?” Alex brought her into a hug.

“Can we always be this close?” Jo looked up at Alex, eyes vulnerable.

“Forever,” Alex pressed a kiss to her brow. “You’re stuck with me, Wilson.”

“Take me home?” Jo asked quietly.

“Yeah. Let’s go home.”

+

We could let our friends crash in the living room

This is our place, we make the call

And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you

I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all

+

“Why is Pierce still crashing in the living room when we have two perfectly good, empty bedrooms upstairs?” Jo asked as they passed Maggie’s sleeping form on the couch. “Robbins has her room and only needs one of the others when Sofia stays here. There’s always at least one empty bedroom. Not to mention the attic room and the den.”

“I told her to make herself at home,” Alex shrugged as they climbed up the steps into their room. “I just wasn’t expecting her to camp out on our couch for this long. She might as well get rid of her place and pay rent here. It’s a lot cheaper.”

“What do you think will happen once Grey comes back?” Jo tiptoed over to the dresser to grab her pajamas. “Do you think Pierce will still live here?”

“You mean if Meredith comes back,” Alex’s face turned somber.

“She’s going to come back,” Jo wrapped her arms around Alex tightly. “She’s gonna come back. I know she is. This is where her family is. This is where you are. This is her home.”

“It’s also where her husband died,” Alex leaned into her embrace. “I hate her for leaving like this, but I get it. I was almost the guy whose wife died, and it terrified the shit out of me. For a few minutes, I forgot how to breathe… and then she left me anyway.” Alex laughed bitterly. “The point is, I don’t blame Mer for leaving because I’d probably do the same thing. I’d probably fall off the face of the earth, too. I know it’s horrible, because Mer is my best friend and I love her, but I kept thanking whatever is out there that it wasn’t you. Everyday I wake up and I’m grateful that you’re beside me, that you’re breathing.”

“You see… this right here is exactly why I’m convinced that all the women we work with are secretly in love with you. Because you say things like that while holding cute kids,” Jo tried to lighten the mood a bit. She knew she had succeeded when she saw Alex crack a smile. “For the record, I’m happy you’re breathing too. I can’t imagine the past three years without you and I never want to. I want all the years with you.”

“We’ll have them,” Alex turned to get a good look at her. “I promise. We’ll have them all.”

+

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

+

“I miss you,” Jo swallowed her pride as the words seemed to burst out of her lips. “I probably shouldn’t because I messed this up. I messed us up and I don’t deserve to tell you any of this or feel bad when you almost went to prison for me. But I miss you. I miss you so much my—my body literally aches at the thought of being away from you because it was never the plan. We were supposed to be close forever. We were supposed to be building a life together. But I blew it and I hate it and I’m so sorry. I’m sorry, Alex. You’ve apologized to me about a hundred times and I still haven’t apologized to you, but I’m saying it now. I’m sorry.”

Alex stood there stunned. He hadn’t been expecting Jo to still be standing outside when he opened the door again seconds after closely it, with every intention to run after her after the hug they shared on Meredith’s porch.

“I—I should go. I don’t even know why I came here. I’m sorry,” Jo turned on her heel to leave.

Alex’s hands caught up with his brain and he cupped her elbow lightly, “I forgive you.”

“Oh,” Jo’s eyes watered, not expecting that response.

“I know we’re not there yet and maybe we won’t be for a while,” Alex started. “But I promised you forever and I’m going to keep that. I’m gonna take you out and take you home again someday. Because I’m yours, Jo. I’ll always be yours.”

“You’re mine,” Jo’s eyes filled with relief and what seemed to be hope for the first time in months. She gave him a shaky nod before taking a step back. “Goodnight, Alex.”

“Goodnight, Jo.”

+

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?

With every guitar string scar on my hand

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

All's well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

+

“Where the frick is my ring?” Alex sat back on the bed in frustration.

“Alex! I’m wearing it,” Jo held up her hand in front of him. Sure enough, the ring was finally on her finger.

Jo let out a sigh at Alex’s stunned expression and kneeled down in front of him, “I always thought that there was something wrong with me and I always wanted to run, until I met you... You’re so screwed up that you make me make sense. You and me, we just fit. And I don’t want to leave you, Alex. I want a great, big, giant career, but I never wanna go anywhere without you.” She leaned in to give him a kiss. “You are my home.” She kissed him again. “And you are my heart.”

Jo let out a watery laugh, “Alex Karev, will you marry me?”

This time Alex leaned in for the kiss.

“Wait, so that’s a…?”

“It’s a yes,” Alex grinned brightly.

“It’s a yes?” Jo giggled excitedly.

“It’s a hell yes,” he moved in to kiss her again. “God, Jo, I love you so much.”

“I love you more,” Jo cradled Alex’s face in her hands. “And I can’t wait to be your wife.”

“My wife,” Alex tested out the words on his tongue. “I like the sound of that.”

“I’m sorry, it took so long to get here. If it were up to me, I would’ve married you years ago,” Jo pressed her forehead against his.

“Hey, none of that,” Alex wouldn’t allow her to beat herself up about something that she couldn’t control. “All that matters is this right now.”

“Yeah. This is all that matters,” Jo whispered quietly. “As long as I end up with you.”

+

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

+

“Hey! What was that for?” Jo glared playfully at her husband as she rubbed her butt where he’d pinched.

“That was for the comment about the couch in my office you made in front of Link earlier,” Alex grinned amused at his wife. “You’ve really got to watch for who’s around when you say things like that. First Webber, then Altman, and now Link? I’m the chief of surgery, I can’t have them thinking that I’m sneaking off to go have sex on hospital property.”

“But you do sneak off to go have sex on hospital property all the time,” Jo pointed out.

“Yeah but they don’t need to know that.”

“I don’t see what the problem is,” Jo rolled her eyes. “We’re married. We’re newlyweds for crying out loud. We’re allowed to be a little crazy and have sex inappropriate places. Besides, it’s not like you haven’t been doing this exact thing since you were an intern. These walls have heard what you sound like mid-orgasm multiple times.”

“Jo! Keep your voice down,” Alex hushed as he noticed some nurses giggle nearby.

“Whatever,” Jo laughed brightly. She leaned in to give him a light kiss. “I’ll see you later tonight at the charity dinner. Don’t forget to save me a seat!”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” 

+

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Oh, you're my, my, my, my

+

“You came,” Jo stared at Alex in surprise. “You’re here.”

“There’s something I have to do. It’s a little cheesy, but I’m gonna…” Alex got down on one knee in front of Jo and took both of her hands in his own. “I don’t want an out. You hear me? You offered me an out… And you were right. I was scared. So I thought about it, and what I know for sure now is I’m a better man with you. I want to be your husband. I want you to be my wife.”

“I did the work here but I’m not magically fixed. I can’t promise that it won’t happen again,” Jo warned Alex gently.

“I don’t care. I love you,” Alex insisted. “I wanna grow old with you, no matter what. For better or worse, in sickness and in health.” Alex’s eyes bore all the sincerity and love in his heart. “Marry me again. Please.”

Jo felt the tears prickle at her eyes as she nodded. And with all the certainty in her heart, she made the simplest declaration she’d ever made, “Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes.”

+

Darling, you're my, my, my, my

Lover

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I would never fall unless it's you I fall into

hey y'all... nina wrote a thing... and I am soRRY but it's been sitting in my drafts for months and I finally resurrected it and @cicinicole-14 helped me work out some of the details and I am In love with it. so there will be a second part. and a third part. but for now enjoy this.

this is my jolex single parents AU and it is my new pride and joy so... enjoy. or don't. idc.

xoxo nina

The on call room she’d found is quiet, exactly what she needs after the past 48 hours of her life. Jo takes a deep breath as she leans against the wall, willing her tears to stay back. The door opens and she attempts to put on a brave face but her facade falls when she sees Alex in front of her. Relief courses through him as he shuts the door behind him, eyes locked on Jo as he steps ever closer.

“Hey.”

Jo smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes. Alex wants to reach out and touch her, but her demeanor clearly tells him she’s not open to the idea. She sighs, turning to look out the window that’s streaked with rain, “This place looks so different in the dark.”

“Yeah,” Alex lets a sigh of his own out, one hand rubbing against his neck as he tries to choose what he wants to say to her. It’s not that he doesn’t know what he wants to say but more so he’s deciding what isn’t going to make Jo run for the hills. “You think the tree ruined my couch?”

Jo can’t help the laugh that slips through her lips at the words. Surely Alex knows the answer to that, “I think it ruined your entire living room. You’re lucky the twins weren’t home.”

Alex grins, but just like Jo it’s not convincing enough. His mind now swirls with thoughts of Alexis and Eli and if they’re still sleeping down in the daycare. He thinks back to when he first found out about their existence, how one unassuming day in July had changed his whole entire life. 

They had been trying for months with no results. He wanted to stop, Alex couldn’t stand the disappointed look on Izzie’s face everytime she took a pregnancy test that ended up only showing one line. He loved Izzie more than anything, he hated seeing her hurt. But she wanted a baby, she wanted everything with him and who was he to deny her. So he let her continue to torture herself month after month until finally she became fed up and declared she was going in for fertility testing.

That’s when it had all gone wrong.

Her doctor had run a few blood panels and then called both of them into her office. The day was still fresh in Alex’s mind even almost five years on. How the older woman had told them that Izzie was finally pregnant, but that her labs had revealed something else besides just a baby.

Izzie had cancer. And it was spreading quickly. 

Refusing to give up the child that she wanted so badly Izzie decided right then in the doctors office to forego treatment to continue her pregnancy. When they went home that night Alex begged her to take the treatment and assured her that they could try again or adopt or anything else. But Izzie was adamant that the baby they’d been given was a blessing and that she didn’t want the treatment. 

Alex let her make the decision, despite how his brain told him to keep fighting with her. That night they crawled into bed and as he held his wife Alex prayed that things would turn out okay for them.

One week later at Izzie’s first appointment, they were both shocked to find out that they were having twins. 

Immediately Alex began charting out worst-case scenarios, knowing that twins would take an even larger toll on Izzie’s already fragile body. He was a doctor for god’s sake, he knew the risks of both pregnancy and cancer. But he never said anything, he simply supported Izzie and helped her the best that he could. As her pregnancy progressed and her cancer worsened it became evident that everything Alex had ever held dear was holding on by a thin thread. 

Izzie was admitted to the hospital when she was almost 19 weeks. She was on strict bedrest orders until the twins were delivered, her body barely supporting her let alone the two babies sucking all of her energy. Alex spent every waking moment of his life at the hospital for ten weeks, barely seeing the sun for more than a few moments a day. When he wasn’t working or operating he was sitting at his wifes bedside, only leaving to get the nursery ready at Izzie’s insistence. 

They day that Izzie hit 28 weeks Alex went up to visit her after he finished rounds like he’d made a habit of doing. Her room was empty, the bed was gone and there were medical supplies littering the floor. His heart had dropped out of his chest as he raced to the OR. He stood in the gallery motionless, Meredith on one side and Cristina on the other as he watched his wife flatline. 

The only thing that kept Alex upright and on his feet was that the twins hadn’t been delivered yet. He watched in slow motion as one then two impossibly tiny babies were held up high, tiny high-pitched screams echoing from them as they were placed into incubators and rolled out of the OR. As soon as his children were out of sight Alex collapsed to the floor, sobs wracking his body not only for his wife but for their son and daughter who she had sacrificed so much for but would never get to meet.

From the moment he first held his children in his arms his whole life had been about them. Every day from the moment he woke to the moment he fell asleep all he thought about was Alexis and Eli and if they were okay, if they were happy, if they felt loved. He tried to be as present as he could, always playing Legos with them or reading them as many stories as he possibly could before they fell asleep at night. That’s the only life Alexis and Eli have known over the past five years, one with their dad there for every single minute of their lives and stories of their mom coming from him and the many aunts and uncles they have around the hospital. 

But now, now Alex thought of other things. When he woke up he would wonder if he and Jo would have a case together, if she would scrunch up her nose when he told a bad joke. He fell asleep sometimes thinking of her laugh and the way she would always tease him. When his kids ran through the house screaming he would fight off the urge to tell them to quiet down in case they woke Luna up, even when her and Jo weren’t visiting. He couldn’t help the way his mind always drifted to Jo.

And so now he stood across from her, eyes wide and heart open ready to tell her that he wanted her. He wanted everything with her and even though it scared the shit out of him he knew he had to tell her.

“Listen, I have to tell you something,” as soon as the words leave Alex’s mouth he knows they’re wrong. Jo looks at him and blinks up silently and she’s scared. She’s terrified of what he’s going to say and it’s clear as day on her face. 

“No, you don't,” Jo shakes her head, taking a step back from Alex. Her heart is pounding and she can’t help the way she settles her hand above it as if to slow the beats.

“You don't even know what I'm gonna say,” Alex huffs, as if he’s right. But he isn’t because Jo knows what three words he’s going to say. Three words that will ruin their friendship, that will have her running out the door before he can finish the phrase. 

“I think I do, and you shouldn't.”

“Jo…,” Alex wants to scream it from the rooftops, his feelings for her. But he also wants to make sure he doesn’t scare Jo because she happens to be the most important thing in his life besides his kids. “Please?”

“No way, I'll mess it up, Alex. I mess everything good in my life up, and... and we have kids. Both of us. We have three kids and they’re already messy enough without whatever this is between us. Okay? Things are already messy and we work as friends really well and our kids get along, well as much as an infant and some really adorable five year olds can. But I… I don't wanna mess that up. I can’t mess something else up for Luna, I can’t do that to her.”

Jo's journey to motherhood was full of hardships and started with a turbulent marriage. Fresh out of med school Jo had married Paul, her former professor who had gotten her a job at Mass Gen. She was riding a high of graduation, a new job at a prestigious hospital, and a brand new marriage that she missed all the signs. The passive-aggressive behavior, the need to check her phone, the constant control over every aspect of her life. She had pushed her worries aside at first, hoping that she was overreacting. She loved Paul, she wanted everything with him and she wouldn’t let her stupid worries ruing that. By the time Jo had finally taken notice of how bad things had gotten it had been almost a year and she had added ‘get kicked around before bed’ to her daily routine.

She’d finally had enough, ten months into their tumultuous marriage to Paul Jo had made a plan to leave him. And then she’d gotten sick. By the fourth morning of being hunched over the toilet, she’d known that there was no leaving now. Or maybe it was more important than ever to leave, but Jo couldn’t be certain. Not when she could barely keep enough food down to support her already frail body.

Paul had been… Confusing. When she’d first told him he’d cried and promised to take care of her and their child. And he had, really. He’d taken her to her appointments and made sure she ate well. If he was in a particularly good mood he would hold her hair back while she puked or bring her a water bottle. Jo was sure that whatever version of Paul she was dealing with would be gone in a flash.

And he was.

She was almost seven months along and they’d just found out that they were having a girl. Jo had wanted to be surprised, but Paul had convinced the ultrasound tech to tell them at her appointment much to her dismay. The thought kept Jo up at night, sleep evading her as she turned the idea of a little girl with her bright hazel eyes falling to the same fate as her at the hands of her father over and over again in her head. 

She couldn’t sleep, she had stopped attempting to after the first three nights. Instead, she sat in the living room, the TV droning on as background noise to the intrusive thoughts about her daughter that plagued her.

Daughter.

The word evoked so much feeling in Jo. She’d never had anyone call her their daughter. How could Jo care for her daughter when she never had a mom? How could she love her daughter when no one had ever shown her the love a daughter should receive? These thoughts kept her up too, the fact that she still had yet to form an emotional bond with the baby that was beginning to roll around in her womb. Despite the fact that she still felt indifferent about her child, she knew that she couldn’t let her go through what she had.

She needed to leave.

She needed to but she couldn’t. 

It was nine days after the news had come to Jo that Paul’s attitude flipped. She’d been up all night sitting with her thoughts and was just coming upstairs to slip into bed so that Paul wouldn’t assume that anything was wrong. As soon as she’d stepped onto the second-floor landing he’d been in front of her, yelling and screaming about how he knew she was cheating on him and that’s why she wasn’t in bed. How the baby she was carrying wasn’t his and that he should’ve ‘taken care of the problem’ when he had the chance. 

As soon as his voice raised Jo knew she was screwed. Whatever white picket fence life Paul had tried to convince her she wanted disappeared in a flash. 

Jo prayed. She never had before but she found herself praying and begging whatever God was out there to watch over her daughter, to keep her safe and not let any harm come to her.

In a single instant and three distinct moves, Jo’s life changed forever.

One. Her daughter kicked against her palm, the movement reminding Jo she wasn’t alone. 

Two. Jo’s heart burst wide open and a rush of love for the baby growing inside of her filled her chest.

Three. Paul’s hands found her shoulders and Jo went tumbling down the stairs.

She doesn’t remember much after that, blurry scenes from the next few days clouding her memory. 

Jo knew Paul called 911, had cried and begged them for help.

Jo knew that she’d pleaded with the EMTs to save her daughter, to not let her get hurt like she had.

Jo knew Paul was walked out of the house in handcuffs, his volatile words flying through the air.

Jo knew that her daughter was ripped from her body as soon as she made it to Mass Gen, the too small infant being whisked away from her before she even had a chance to ask if she was okay or not.

Jo knew that her body was broken and bruised, hurt beyond anything that Paul had put her through before. 

Jo knew without a shadow of a doubt that her life would never be the same.

When she woke two days later, mind foggy and body aching, all Jo could feel was fear. The nurse at her side assured her that she was okay, that her daughter was in the NICU and she was doing fine. 

(She’d also whispered under her breath that Paul was in prison and that multiple women had come forward when Jo’s story had been plastered over every media outlet in Boston)

Before she could process what the nurse had told her, Atticus Lincoln was standing in the doorway of her hospital room, sheepishly explaining that while Paul was her emergency contact he was still her next of kin. Jo hadn’t seen him in almost two years, not since Paul had unceremoniously kicked Link and all of her friends out of her life. 

The sight of her best friend, of her brother, brought fresh tears to her eyes and her heart leapt as Link moved forward to hug her. Jo was bruised and broken but doing well considering what had happened.

“Have you seen her?”

Jo didn’t need to specify who she was talking about as Link immediately got his phone out and pulled up a photo for her.

“She looks just like you.”

The moment she saw the tiny baby in the incubator for herself Jo knew that she could never not love the little girl in front of her. Her tiny hand had curled around Jo’s finger and the tears had come instantly. She proudly declared to Link that she felt as if her daughter had hung the moon and stars for her.  

“So what, you’re gonna name her Moony?”

As Link laughed in the background a small smile lit her face up.

“No. Link, I’d like to introduce you to Luna Grace.”

The next few months weren’t easy on Jo. Link took a sabbatical from his new ortho fellowship to help her get on her feet. Her physical recovery was long and gruesome, her body almost unrecognizable as she looked in the mirror every day. Her mental battle was even harder, the horrors and atrocities of her marriage and her past quickly coming to light as she truly tried to better herself for her daughter.

Luna quickly became the best part of her days. After physical therapy and regular therapy, Jo would make her way down to the NICU to visit Luna. For being born at 28 weeks the little girl quickly proved to her mom and Link that she was a fighter. Every day there was more and more progress and all of the nurses continued to compliment Jo on her daughter’s growth.

After Jo was released from the hospital but before Luna was, their case went to trial. The day had been nerve-wracking, Paul’s ice-cold stare had followed her across the courtroom and she could almost hear his venomous words hurled at her. 

In the end, Paul had gone to prison for two counts of attempted murder, not including the dozens of women who were waiting to testify against him now. As he was walked out of the courtroom Jo took her first deep breath in what felt like decades. 

“You know, Luna is going to be discharged soon.”

Jo turned to Link, the two of them sat across from each other next to Luna’s incubator. She was cooing and making a variety of noises, clearly an attempt to redirect the conversation back toward her. 

“Yeah, her doctor said by the end of the month. Why?”

“You both deserve a fresh start, Jo. Boston can’t give you that.”

Link leaned forward as Jo’s expression mirrored one of confusion.

“Come back with me to Seattle. You’re brilliant, you’ll be able to land a job with me at Seattle Grace in no time.”

The decision really made itself. Jo knew that Link was right, that Boston would not be a welcoming home for her or for Luna. And so, five weeks later Jo found herself seated on a plane with Luna squeezed between her and Link headed for a fresh start in Seattle.

“You won't mess anything up. And our kids already love each other, you know that. Alexis can’t stop talking about Luna and Eli is determined to get her walking before the end of the year,” Alex takes a step forward and when Jo doesn’t step back he reaches out, taking her hand in his. “Last night, before the tree, you asked me a question. You wanted to hear me say the words and honestly, that scared me.”

“Alex…”

“I haven’t said… that to anyone since Izzie and it scared me but,” Alex takes a deep breath and meets Jo’s gaze, both of them filled with an odd mix of fear and excitement. “The longer I thought about it the more it felt real, felt right. And you’re right, we work well as friends and we have kids but I know there’s something there.  So I'm... Saying the words right now.”

And Alex was right, he and Jo were the perfect team. From the moment they met they’d worked in perfect tandem, always anticipating the others next move in and out of the OR. The first day they’d met Jo had been in the middle of what was supposed to be a routine c-section, Alex waiting to take the baby who was five weeks early. Things had been going fine, Alex was checking over the infant and Jo was closing up when the monitors began to ring out around them. 

“Shit… can someone page general? I need another set of hands here,” Jo was working frantically, knowing she had done everything by the book but hoping against hope that she hadn’t accidentally ruined her first solo c-section. 

Alex, who had already confirmed that the infant in his care would be fine to go to the NICU without any complications, hopped up, immediately coming to Jo’s aide, “I’m here, what do you need?”

Truthfully Alex was expecting a fight, he hadn’t worked with Jo yet but he’d heard stories already of how she was a firecracker who didn’t take shit from anyone. He was pleasantly surprised when she pointed out where the hemmorage was and they both worked to control it. The issue solved itself quickly and once he was sure that she’d be okay on her own again Alex left to check on his own patient who was already heading to the NICU.

“You’re good, not that I doubted it but it’s nice to see the evidence for myself,” Jo’s voice had shocked him later that night when she’d sidled up next to him as he finished a chart. Looking back now he’s sure that he looked like an idiot when he turned to her. They’d only met in the OR where Jo had been gowned up with her surgical mask and cap on. In the hallway though she stood in her dark blue scrubs with her hair in two identical braids, wide hazel eyes staring up at him and pert pink lips curving into an amused smile. “Jo Wilson, I know we worked together earlier but I figured a formal introduction was needed.”

“Alex Karev, nice to meet you,” while Jo had indeed noticed Alex staring at her, she couldn’t help but reciprocate the action herself. Out of his surgical gear he was downright gorgeous with his chiseled jawline and the scruff along his cheeks. “You came from Mass Gen?”

Jo nodded, but before she could respond one of the nurses in front of her interrupted, “Doctor Wilson, the daycare is paging you. Sounds like your daughter might have been injured.”

Jo was off and running before the nurse had finished talking. Alex, who had nothing better to do at almost 8 PM, had followed her into the elevator. It wasn’t until the metal doors shut that she’d turned to him, “Where are you going?”“The nurse said your daughter is hurt, I’m a pediatric surgeon,” Alex shrugged, sticking his hands in his pockets. He suddenly felt nervous, like maybe he shouldn’t have followed Jo. “Figured I might be of some help.”

Nothing else was said on their elevator ride, both doctors standing in silence until the doors slid open on the ground floor. Alex kept up with Jo’s quick pace, even sprinting after her when loud wails began to echo through the halls as they got closer to the daycare. When they arrived, one of the daycare workers was holding an infant who’s face was bright red as she continued to cry.

“Luna’s been fussy all day but she just spiked a fever about half an hour ago,” the worker’s words were hurried as Jo brought Luna into her arms. “I don’t know what happened.”“What happened is you should’ve called me hours ago,” Jo’s voice was biting as she checked over her daughter was was still crying. Alex understood Jo’s frustration, had been there many times himself, but he felt compelled to comfort her. 

“Can I look her over? I promise I know what I’m doing,” Alex’s kept his voice calm and low as he placed a hand on Jo’s back. She looked up at him with teary eyes and he could feel the fear radiating off of her. “Jo, she’s gonna be okay.”

Jo followed him without question as he headed toward the ER just around the corner from the daycare. Alex commandeered a triage room and began to look over Luna, who was whimpering in Jo’s arms as her mother attempted to calm her down.

“She’s six months old but she was born at 28 weeks. So it’s been really hard for me to trust anyone with her, let alone try and get through a work day,” Alex realizes that Jo is sniffling too now. “I just… if something is wrong, after everything we’ve been through, I don’t think I’d be able to live with myself.”

“My twins were born at 28 weeks too, so I understand where you’re coming from,” Alex grabbed an otoscope from the counter, checking both of Luna’s ears quickly. “That would be it, double ear infection. Should clear up with antibiotics and some TLC.”

Jo let out a heavy sigh before breaking into a round of cries herself, shoulders shaking as she held Luna to her chest. Alex set his tools down, unsure of whether to comfort Jo or give her some space. Jo chose for him, her entire history with her ex husband and Luna’s birth and how they came to Seattle spilling out before she could stop it. She still doesn’t know why she chose to share the most traumatic events of her life with Alex so easily but she did. 

Alex in turn shared the story of Alexis and Eli’s birth and by the time they’ve both opened up Luna was fast asleep in Jo’s arms and there were tears on both of their cheeks. Despite only meeting hours earlier, Jo and Alex had quickly formed a bond that wouldn’t soon be broken.

“Alex,” Jo’s voice is barely above a whisper as they stand across from each other in the on call room. “I don't hear anything.”

“Shut up,” Alex grumbles, a deep breath leaving him as he fixes Jo with a gaze that has her heart beating faster. 

“Okay, but I-”

“I'm serious Jo.”

“Fine.”

There’s silence around them as Jo and Alex stare at each other, Alex steeling his nerves and Jo smirking up at him. Finally, his lips part and the words Jo had so desperately been telling herself weren’t coming hang in the air. 

“I love you. I love you and Luna and the dynamic we all have together and I want… I want you, I want us and our family, I was everything with you Jo. I love you.”

And it’s true, Alex loves Jo. It hit him weeks ago, and almost knocked the wind out of him with such a monumental feeling for a moment so mundane. 

Jo had brought Luna over and they hadn’t even been there for five minutes before Alexis and Eli had dragged her off to the playroom and insisted that she play dressup with them. The day was burned into his mind, the way he peaked in down the hall to find Jo in a tiara and a feather boa while Alexis served her ‘tea’ and Eli asked her about her life as a princess. Jo was speaking in a fake British accent while she let Alexis put more sparkly clips into her hair and it hit him then.

He loved her.

Alex loved Jo in the way he loved Izzie once upon a time, in a way he didn’t think he would ever love anyone again. 

At first it had scared him but ultimately it ignited a fire inside his chest that he couldn't wait to watch grow ablaze. The love he felt for Jo had consumed him in all of a second and he let the feeling overtake him.

And then Luna had crawled across the floor to him, tugging on the leg of his pants. He’d hoisted the almost one year old onto his hip and Luna had cuddled into him immediately, her blonde curls splaying against his shoulder as she hugged him tightly and he realized with a start that Jo wasn’t the only person that he loved. 

Because he loved her daughter too, who fit so easily into his life and his heart, who slipped in alongside her mother. 

The air in the on call room changes and both of them let out a deep breath, Jo not hesitating even a second as she throws herself into Alex’s arms and lets her lips brush against his. His hands find purchase on her hips and their bodies are pushed so closely together that they can feel the other breathing. Jo finally pulls back, her forehead resting against Alex’s.

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[cicinicole-14]

here’s a jolex fic if anyone is interested. no i don’t know what’s going on inside my brain I don’t even go here anymore but like. oHkAy. 🤷🏼‍♀️ y’all can thank @doc-pickles for the loud feelings that started this mfer

#cici writes #jolex #jolex fic #the jolex gc #jolex gc things #headcanon roundup #this started out as a hc thing #and then I got yelled at and bullied so here we are

[jobrookekarev]

I’ve stumbled back onto the Jolex tag for the first time in years and it seems I’ve missed a lot but glad to see you’re still writing! Congrats on a new house - impressive life milestone at your age. Do you still take fic requests? Arizona returning has sparked lots of ideas in my brain. Eg, if Jo had Alex’s baby all those years ago, would Arizona be the one to play fix it now?

What happened with the group chat? Sad to hear that’s fallen apart a bit - I hope there were still some nice ones in the mix. I can see some of them have even deleted or removed their content.

Thank you Anon, It does feel like a big accomplishment. Although I've been very grateful that my new job has allowed me this opportunity and pays me well! 

I'm not taking any requests right now, but that is a very interesting idea. It's still very stressful and I’m super busy! However, I do have a little free time now that all the paperwork is over and I can just move. So we'll see what happens!

I am not surprised to hear that about the group chat. It was a very toxic environment. Although they were mostly adults, a lot of them acted like high school mean girls. I left or, I was rather kicked out because they took my words out of context and claimed I was ableist. Despite my explanation of what I meant and my sincere apology. 

I don't miss them. I have new friends and new group chats that are far more supportive and healthy. 

#anon ask #anon #the jolex group chat #grey's anatomy

[angry-slytherin]

Hey! I love your jolex fics - I just love reading anything that involves jolex babies and so you certainly fill that gap for me. I hadn't seen aos before but actually started watching it after seeing your other fics and now both roommates are also involved so its become nightly entertainment! Would love to read your take on a post 16.16 pregnancy! Honestly would love if meredith turns up and drags his stupid ass back herself but don't mind how he finds out tbh

hello anon!! I apologize as this ask must be olddd

anyway, I love to hear that my fanfic inspired you(and your roommates) to watch AOS. that makes my whole heart full<3 hope you enjoy it & continue to read my fan fiction, as well as all of the other talented and amazing AOS authors.

going to go on a limb here: this is probably not *exactly* what you wanted, but it’s my own personal headcanon:) & it works with canon so yay!

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“You’re what?”

“Yeah,” Jo swallows, laughing nervously; bitterly.

“With... Alex’s baby?”

“Well, it’s not Jackson’s.”

“Damn, Wilson,” Meredith sighs, “How are you feeling?” Jo’s heart warms at her friend’s reaction of concern. She half expected Meredith to immediately badger her to tell Alex.

“How do you think?” Jo scoffs.

“I’m so sorry. Unless— are we happy about this?”

“No,” Jo says, her voice thick with an emotion she can’t place. “I haven’t decided yet how I feel about being... pregnant.”

“How far along?”

“Ten weeks? Eleven? Twelve? I guess whenever he left— the last time— yeah.” Jo lets out a deep breath, stretching her neck. “Mostly I’m angry at the son of a bitch for knocking me up and then leaving me for nowhere town USA.”

“Jo, he wouldn’t have left if he’d known. Alex loved you— a lot. You know that.”

“He didn’t love me enough, apparently,” Jo swallows roughly. “Let’s just end this conversation, okay? Because I’m trying to keep my lunch down, and mentions of Alex make my stomach do that nervous butterfly thingy.”

“Okay. If you didn’t want to talk, why’d you tell me? Now I’m going to feel all guilty lying about it.”

“I had to tell someone.”

Then Jo wakes up.

Fuck. Is her first thought. How did she end up here? She couldn’t even tell Meredith about her stupid pregnancy. She couldn’t tell Link, not when he had a new baby, and was taking care of three other children. Then she had a horrible idea.

She picks up her phone, regretting every action. Jackson Avery arrives at her door fifteen minutes later.

“You said it was an emergency,” He gives her an annoyed look.

“It is. Get in; Schmidt is at Nico’s place,” Jo shuts the loft door behind her friend.

“Was it a sex emergency?” Jackson asks, his voice going up an octave.

“I’m pregnant,” Jo sighs, taking a seat on her bed.

“Wha— oh. Well—“

“Relax,” she rolls her eyes. “It’s Alex’s. And I’ve probably killed it with my eating and drinking habits anyway. Or given it some horrible disease.”

“Pregnant,” Jackson repeats. “Why did you call me? I mean, whatever you need, I’m here.”

“Meredith is in a coma, and Link’s busy raising Meredith’s kids. Levi has boy problems. I don’t really talk to anyone else, cause ya know, COVID.”

“Damn,” Jackson sighs, taking a seat next to Jo on the bed. “What do you want to do?”

“Call Alex. Well, no. I don’t want to talk to that son a bitch. But, he deserves to know. And I won’t be able to live with myself if I don’t tell him. I just— I needed a hand to hold.”

“What’re friends for?” Jackson sighs. Jo can tell he feels more than slightly awkward, but she was unconcerned with his feelings at the moment.

“Here goes,” Jo strains. She types Alex’s number into her cell, before letting it ring.

“Hello?” A voice comes through after it rings twice, and Jo’s heart skips a beat. “Jo, are you there? Are you okay?”

“I’m here.” Jo squeeze’s Jackson’s hand. “Alex, I have to tell you something. I just found out last week, so don’t think I’ve been keeping this from you, or whatever.”

“What is it?”

“I’m pregnant, Alex. It’s yours.” There’s a moment before he responds.

“Oh.”

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