When Does Jackson Leave Grey's Anatomy Novels & Stories

Helen has moved into Liam and Georgina’s place, so she won’t be alone and still be close to us. “If you’re sure? The business launches soon, and I don’t want you putting off anything important.” Shaking my head, I lift my arm, pointing to the door and smiling. “Get out of here.” He nods, walking out the door. My day disappears. Jackson arrives home late, exhausted, looking like he realises that his Mum's condition can’t be reversed. “Hey, Kitten.” He sits on the chair; I walk over to him. I sit on his lap, my lips gently kissing his.

Not even I could have given such a perfect response. Grace slowly exhaled, lowering her head as she fought the storm ravaging her chest. It was pleasurable to see her defeated. Finally, Jackson was putting her in her proper place. But I could not prevent Jackson from leaving without finishing our conversation. I still needed to convince him to ally with me to help Sara. After what happened today, seeing how disappointed Sara was to see him kiss Grace, he might decide to stand by my side. Grace’s eyes remained fixed on him until Jackson got into the vehicle and left the hospital.

He is going to take off once he gets what he is looking for and then you will be left on the street again, picking up the broken pieces of your and your daughter's heart. "Just what, Olivia?" Jackson looked as though he was hanging onto my every word. "Just focus on the funeral. When is it anyway? It's been a week since Lily passed." I looked at him confused. "It's day after tomorrow actually." He informed me. "I leave tomorrow afternoon." "What?!" I was shocked. "Why didn't you say something earlier?" Jackson looked taken aback. "I didn't think you'd care."

Jackson didn’t leave the hospital again until Riley was released. It seemed she held it together while everyone was there but once they all left for the night, she would ask Jackson to come hold her and when he did she would break down and cry herself to sleep. When Riley was released it was just the two of them and the driver that Sam had pick them up from the hospital. Jackson had to hold her in his lap the entire drive. She kept her face buried in his chest and was hyperventilating to the point that he thought she was going to pass out.

I could feel the blood draining from my body and I was getting weaker and weaker. "Taylor. Taylor, stay with me baby. Ethan, you get back to the meeting hall and make sure their all still there. And put them under 24 hour guard. They are never allowed to leave." Jackson demanded. "Yes Alpha." Ethan says running off in the other direction and Jackson starts running towards the hospital with me in his arms. I knew that he was running as fast as possible because we were there within a couple of minutes and the doctor and nurses were already waiting for me.

It made Jackson nervous that Bronn might be involved, but at least the men wouldn't be coming after Chloe again until they got out of the hospital. Jackson glanced at the small clock on the lower right hand of his screen. It was almost the end of the lunch hour, and he had been in his office long enough; it would make perfect sense to anyone watching him for him to take a break. He closed his laptop and carefully locked it away. He grabbed his field jacket and went to take a walk around the compound.

If he does, I’ll go with him. “I said my goodbyes earlier, as did Taylor,” Jackson’s voice cracks as he tries to respond. “When?” “The tests for organ viability and typing for the database will occur by 7:00 this evening,” the staff informs. No more words are needed. This conversation seals Kennedy’s fate. My best friend, Jackson’s wife, will finally be free by 7:00 tonight. As I lose my battle with my tears, I lift Carter to my cheek. Jackson passes Baby Kennedy to me, stating he needs to go make a call. I quickly take his daughter. His warm brown eyes share this will be a difficult phone call.

"Let's get you bandaged up. You can't lead the company tomorrow if you bleed on the carpet." "Tomorrow," Jackson groaned. "I'm firing everyone tomorrow. I'm taking a vacation." "A real one this time?" Serenity teased, wrapping gauze around his chest. "Yes. Somewhere with no wifi. No cell service. And definitely no aliens." Half an hour later. They lay in the massive bed. The sheets were clean and cool. The room was dark. Jackson pulled Serenity into his arms, ignoring the ache in his body. For the first time in years, the gun on his nightstand felt unnecessary.

One part of me was satisfied knowing that Alex was dead, another was still scared about the health situation of Jaxon . When we arrived at the hospital, I watched the nurse move his body into the emergency unit, while we were told to stay back. I paced back and forth panicking; I love Jaxon and wouldn't want to lose him too, I couldn't bear the pain that was going to follow it. After some hours the doctor would step out of the ward drenched up in sweat, as he approached us. "Please tell me he's okay." I begged as I rushed over to him.

The only one who had gone the extra mile just to please her, Callan was the only one who ever showed her the true meaning of what it meant to be truly loved and she didn't want to throw all that through the window. "I will be leaving tomorrow. I hope I will get some good news about you and your husband soon." Jackson stood to his feet and smoothened his rumpled shirt. "It was satisfying coming here tonight and it was nice meeting you in my lifetime." "Are you leaving already?" Orla hadn't noticed that he had already stood up. "I have to pack up, I have a flight by three in the morning." There was a short silence breezing between them. After a while had passed, she extended her hand out for a