Doctors Make the Worst Patients
Prompt: 1. We saw what April is like when Jackson is sick, so how about what Jackson is like when April gets sick?
2. Jackson dealing with a sick April
So, these two prompts are basically asking for the same thing. We saw the couple dynamics when Jackson is sick, now we want to see how it is when April is sick.
There is this crazy virus going around on my island, I had it, my sisters had it, my mom, my brother, my grandmother, damn it almost everyone in my family had it. So I thought, while lying in bed in pain, why not make April have this virus in the one shot. So all the stuff you read about is a combination of all the symptoms we had (some people have some of the symptoms, like me, while others get every single one of them)
So here it is, hope you like it!
A/N: This is set a few years after the "Wed-school Crush" one-shot
Jackson stepped into the house, and closed the door behind him with his foot. He had a sleeping baby in one hand and a sleepy toddler's hand in his.
"Babe, I'm home!" he called out, hanging his key on the hook
"We back mama" a 3 year old Emma groggily said
They heard no reply, so Jackson suspected April was asleep. He went up the stairs to put the kids into bed. He placed a four month old Lucas in his crib in the nursery and then bought Emma to her room, where she fell asleep a few minutes after lying in her bed.
Jackson then went to their bedroom, where he expected to see his wife fast asleep in their bed. But he was a bit surprised when he saw the bed empty.
"April?" he called as he looked around the room. He went to their bathroom and opened the door "April?" he said, poking his head in. It was empty as well.
He closed the bathroom door and went over to the bed, about to call her name again, but then he noticed something.
Their bedroom was clean, like spotless clean. He left the room, went down the hallway then down the stairs. He then noticed that the toys that were lining the stairs weren't there anymore. He went to the living room and looked around, it was clean and some things were rearranged. He headed to the kitchen and was hit with the aroma of cooking food. He headed to the kids play room. The toys that were covering the floor before he left that morning were packed away. Emma's tea party set was up on it's shelf and Lucas' stationary jumper was in the corner.
"I can't believe her" Jackson said leaving the room, going to the one place he knew she would be.
He opened the door to the laundry room and there she was, standing next to a table, filled with clean clothes.
April looked up when she heard the door open.
"Hey, you're back" she smiled widely
"Yeah…." Jackson said looking at her suspiciously
"Where the kids good?"
"They were good"
"How was your day? Get any cool cases?" she asked as she resumed her folding
Jackson shook his head at her. He should have known she would have done this. He shouldn't have listened to her and went to work when he wanted to stay home and take care of her.
The morning before, April had gotten up with some wrist pain. Thinking it was nothing, she went to work. By the end of the day, she was lying in bed, aching from head to toe and had a high temperature. Turned out she had caught this nasty virus that had been going around. Jackson wanted to stay home and take care of her, but she insisted she would be fine by herself and promised to stay off her feet. Knowing that it would be hard for her to watch the kids, he brought them to the hospital with him, so they could spend the day at the daycare while he worked. He had come home early to clean up and start dinner, but all that had already been done.
April had a habit of over working herself when ever she was sick. If something needed to be done, she would do it, sickness or not. "Kepners are built to have babies, sir, we drop them in fields" she had told Owen Hunt when she informed him of her pregnancy. A baby in her uterus wasn't going to stop her from running the E.R.
And now, April had managed to get out of bed to clean the house, cook and do the laundry. But she wasn't fooling anyone, by the way she leaned up against the table, Jackson knew she was still in some pain.
"Actually, I had an interesting patient today" he answered her question
"Really?"
"Yeah. This patient of mine was very stubborn" he said walking up to her "I told her she needed some rest but she didn't listen. Instead, she walked about, doing what she wanted"
"Oh, that must have been frustrating" she said, not looking up at him
"It was" he answered as he stared; he knew she got the hint that she was the stubborn patient "So, how was your day?"
"It was good" she answered
"Feeling a little better now?"
"I'm feeling a lot better actually"
"Really?" Jackson asked, not believing a word she said
"Yep" she said popping the 'p'
"So, no more joint pain?"
"Nope"
"What about the fever?"
"All gone" she answered
He placed the back of his hand on her forehead, her fever was gone, but he was sure the joint pain was still there.
He picked up one of his son's onesies that were sitting in the pile of clean baby clothes, pretending to examine it. He then let it slip from his hands and fall to the floor.
"Oh no, it fell" Jackson said dramatically
"Jackson, I just washed that" April scolded looking down at the onesie on the floor then up at him
"I know, sorry" he apologized
"Aren't you going to pick it up?" she asked a few seconds later when she realized he wasn't making any effort to retrieve the piece of clothing from the floor
"No" he simply answered "why don't you pick it up?"
"You're the one that dropped it!"
"Yeah but….." he began taking a few steps back "….you're closer to it"
"Ugh, really Jackson?" April said in frustration
"Pick it up"
"No"
"Why not?"
"Cause I don't want to!"
"You don't want to, or you can't?" he asked brows raised
"What do you mean?" she asked, turning her head back to the unfolded laundry
"You're in pain"
"No I'm not"
"Babe I can tell. You haven't leaned off that table since I got here" he said pointing to her
April sighed defeatedly, she was caught.
"Why are you out of bed?" he asked taking his spot back at her side
"I was bored. I couldn't just stay in bed while the house was a mess" she answered
"Babe you're sick"
"That doesn't mean my home cannot look presentable" she argued
"I told you I would clean up when I got back"
"Jackson your version of clean isn't really clean"
Jackson rolled his eyes, he had heard that so many times.
"Come on" he said placing a hand on her waist and the other on her arm
"Where are we going?" she asked, not moving from her spot
"I'm taking you back to bed"
"But I haven't finished the laundry yet" she refused "And I'm not finished with dinner
"I'll deal with the laundry and dinner ok? You need to rest" he said, trying to gently move her from her spot
"I'm fine" she said removing her arm from his hand, picking up another article of clothing to fold
Jackson groaned. Either she was being very stubborn or she was using the stubbornness to hide the fact she couldn't move from her spot. He believed it was both. He sighed, that meant there was only one way to get her to bed.
He placed a hand at the middle of her back and used the other to scoop her feet off the floor.
"Ahh!" she squeaked, wrapping her arms around his neck "Jackson, put me down!"
"No" he said, as he settled her in his arms
She sighed in defeat and Jackson smirked. She could try and wiggle her way out, but she was too tired and in pain to even try.
He carried her out of the laundry room and into the hallway. As he entered the living room, he realized that their family portraits on the wall were rearranged.
"You rearranged the pictures too?" he asked in disbelief
"I was bored" she answered with a shrug "And the room needed a change"
"You know, normal sick people usually lie in bed all day" he said
"Well I'm not exactly normal Jackson" she argued "Ask Alex, he'll tell you"
He carried her up the stairs and into the bedroom. Once inside, he walked up to the bed and gently placed her on the bed, causing April to inwardly groan, she wanted a few more seconds in her husband's arms. He pulled the covers over her legs.
"Now you stay in here, and don't get up! I'll go check on dinner" he said about to turn around
"Wait, what about dinner?" she asked
"What about it?"
"If I can't get out of bed, how would I eat?"
"I'll bring it to you" he simply answered
"I can't eat in here!"
"Why not?" he asked confused
"Cause I just cleaned it and you're not supposed to eat dinner in your bedroom, that's just….wrong. The only exception is breakfast" she replied
"Well…" he said sitting at the edge of the bed "I recall, on many occasions, doing some things traditionally meant for the bedroom, in the kitchen" he smirked "So, there's no reason we shouldn't switch it up a bit"
She narrowed her eyes at him, giving him the really-you're-bringing-up-sex-right-now look.
"Where are my babies?" she asked, deciding not to comment on his statement, her expression was enough
"They're asleep in their room" he answered
"Bring them in here"
"Why?"
"Cause I'm sick and you're supposed to give me what I want, and I want to cuddle with my babies" she simply answered
"Ok" Jackson said not arguing with her
He got up from the bed and walked to the door. Before walking out, he turned to her again.
"Anything else?"
"Don't burn my meatloaf like you did the last time" she said
Jackson groaned "I didn't burn it, it just had a crispy underside"
"Yeah, that's what it was" April said sarcastically as she giggled
He smiled and then left the room, off to fetch her babies and to not burn the meatloaf…..hopefully.
There you have it! Review and tell me what you think.
Funny story, sick April was inspired by my mom. When she had the virus, she decided to not go to work. I thought she would be in bed all day, but noooo. That day, she was doing laundry, cooking dinner and cleaning the house, all at the same time! And sitting there like, you know I can cook dinner instead right? But nooo, she just couldn't stay still while her house was "dirty". Are all moms like this when they're sick or is it just mine?
I'm still accepting prompts, so send them in!
