So this is based off what I believe (or want) would have happened if April decided to help Jackson instead of nothing. Just a cute fluffy one-shot based off the last episode.
April walked into her and Jackson's apartment with a bag of hot soup in her hand. She gently set it down and instantly heard the hacking from the restroom. She sighed wondering if he really was going to be like this or be like Dr. Bailey's husband (which she rather have.) She wanted to nurture him and just be there instead of outside the bathroom door.
"Hey, you okay?"
Jackson vomited some more and answered, his voice scratchy as he tried to sound fine. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. No biggie"
April sighed and thought, she could either walk in there and possibly a nuisance trying to help or just not do anything. She contemplated both ideas until she just chose the first one.
She raise her hand to the door knob and was about to twist it when she stopped once again. She though about the possibilities of what his reaction would be. "Oh screw it!" She whispered as she opened the door.
There laid Jackson, his head resting on his arm, on the toilet seat. His face was sweaty and the dark bags under his eyes were becoming more prominent. She awed at his cuteness even though he looked awful and her mind was already thinking of the good wife things she could do.
She went to Jackson and carefully put her hand on his back. His eyes opened slightly, "April? What are you doing?"
"Being a wife."
"I'm fine. Really, I just need some rest."
"Okay come on then we can go watch some tv and you will take a nap."
Jackson sighed at his beautiful wife and slowly got up off the floor only to feel the dizziness and nausea so he got back down. "I think I'll crawl there."
Jackson had fallen asleep on April's shoulder after about 10 minutes and since he was so much taller than her his neck was not in a good position. So April gently moved him down to her lap. She stared at her peaceful husband. How he gently snored since his nose was clogged up and how he slightly drooled on her thigh. She smiled, gosh the flu can be amazing. Even if she gets it next.