A/N: In Annie's POV.
Feel Better.
I feel a shaking on my shoulder.
"What's wrong?" I ask still hazy. I don't know what to expect, maybe Finnick waking me up from a nightmare.
"Mommy." I hear my son say instead of Finnick.
"What's wrong sweetie?." I say and get out of bed trying not to wake Finnick. I go to pick him up and notice he is really hot. "Do you feel sick baby?" I ask
He nods.
He looks at the floor.
"Whats wrong?" I ask other than the fact that he obviously has a fever.
He mumbles something. I hear a rustling and know Finnick is awake.
"What's wrong sweetie?" I ask and kiss his forehead. "You're really hot. Let's get you some medicine and then you can go back to bed."
"But Mommy." He whispers.
"What's wrong sweetie?" I say again.
"I got sick but not in the bathroom." He says.
"It's okay sweetie." I say and kiss his forehead. "I can clean it up and then you can go back to sleep."
"I can do that Annie." I hear Finnick say.
"Okay, Daddy is gonna get everything clean and I'm gonna make you feel better." I smile.
"Okay." He sniffles.
I take him to the bathroom and have him sit on the toilet.
"Tell me what hurts?" I ask and kneel in front of him.
"My throat and my head. I feel dizzy too."
"It's okay." I say and notice he has throw up on his shirt. "We should get you new jammies." I say and kiss his forehead. "I'm gonna get you some, if you feel like you're gonna get sick go in the toilet." I say.
He nods.
"Okay." He whimpers.
I head back to his room and see Finnick.
"Is it everywhere?" I ask him.
He shakes his head.
"Just on the sheets. I was gonna put them in the washer. Where is he?"
"He needs new pajamas he has spit up on the ones he is wearing."
Finnick nods and takes the sheets off the bed and heads downstairs.
I head back to our room and into the bathroom.
I see him standing up.
"You okay baby?" I ask.
He shakes his head.
"In the toilet Nick." I say and open it for him.
"Mommy." He whines after.
"It's okay." I say and get a tissue to wipe his face.
"I don't feel good." He says.
"I know, I'm gonna make you feel better." I kiss his forehead. "I got you new jammies, you should put them on."
"Okay." He whispers.
He starts shivering once his pajamas are off and continues to once the new ones are on.
"I'm cold." He says as his teeth clatter.
"Well you're gonna be back in bed really soon." I notice he has his teddy bear with him. "Did teddy get anything on him?" I ask.
He hands it to me and I don't see anything. I give it back.
I pick him up and put him back on the toilet. He is still shivering even though his skin is burning up.
I get him the syrup.
"Take this sweetie." I say.
"No it tastes yucky." He says.
"Sweetie it will make you feel better."
He shakes his head.
"No Mommy it tastes yucky." He says and shivers.
I stroke his hair.
"Sweetie if you take this it will make you feel better."
He shakes his head.
I hear Finnick come over here and he kisses his forehead.
"You okay buddy?" He asks.
"I feel yucky." He whispers and is stroking his teddy bear.
"If you take what Mommy is giving you, you will feel better soon."
"It tastes yucky." He says.
"I know, but it is better than feeling yucky." Finnick says and smiles.
I can tell Nick is actually pondering this as if it is some deep question. I almost want to laugh at his expression.
"Okay." He whispers.
"Okay." I say and kiss his forehead. "Make sure to swallow this sweetie." I say and give it to him. He scrunches his face.
"Swallow it." Finnick says.
He does and then hugs Finnick.
"See it's not so bad." Finnick says and kisses the top of his head.
"Okay." He whispers and leans into Finnick who stands up.
The medicine he took should make him drowsy so he will fall asleep soon.
"Let's go back to bed." Finnick says and starts to carry him there.
He takes him to his room and starts to tuck him in.
"Okay the trash can is right next to you and there is also a bowl on your night stand. Try to get sick in one of those." Finnick says and kisses his forehead.
He nods.
"If you need anything make sure to see Mommy or me." He kisses his forehead.
"Okay." He whispers.
"Goodnight baby." I say and kiss his forehead.
"Night Mommy, Daddy." He says and pushes his teddy bear closer to his chest.
We get back in bed and Finnick is smiling at me.
"What?" I ask.
"Don't check on him every hour."
"I need to make sure-
"Annie you need to stop worrying so much. He got sick and came to us. If anything else happens he will come here again." He kisses my forehead. "Okay."
"Finnick I understand but-
He smiles and kisses me.
"He's gonna be fine it's just the flu."
"But-
"He has been sick before and it will probably last only a week."
"I wanna take care of my baby though."
Finnick smiles.
"He's gonna be fine Annie."
I sigh.
"I know, but I want to make sure." I smile.
"Okay, well then you can make sure all you want." He says and kisses me. "Just please don't set an alarm for every hour." He teases.
"Go to sleep Finnick." I say and lie down.
"Mommy." I hear.
I wake up and turn to the clock and see it has only been a few hours.
"Sweetie?" I say and sit up. "Did you get sick again?" I ask and he nods. "Where?" I ask hoping it wasn't all over the bed again.
"In the bowl." He whispers.
"Okay." I say and pick him up.
I place him back in bed.
"I'm gonna be right back baby, okay?"
He nods.
I head downstairs to get him a new clean bowl and head into his room. It looks like he wants to cry.
I sit next to him and he leans into me.
"What's wrong sweetie?" I ask worried.
"I don't feel good. I feel yucky." He says and then takes the new bowl from my hands and gets sick.
"It's okay." I say and get a tissue to wipe his mouth.
After I do this he starts crying which catches me off guard.
I hug him and rub his back.
"What's wrong sweetie?" I ask
"I feel yucky."
I kiss the top of his head.
"It's okay sweetie it will be better soon."
He mumbles something.
"What's that sweetie?" I ask.
"Can you stay with me?" He whispers.
I want to run and tell Finnick I told you so but I will savor that for another time.
"Of course sweetie but I'm gonna get you another clean bowl."
He nods.
"Okay." He sniffles.
"I will be right back." I say.
I come back and he hugs me.
"Do you want go back to sleep?" I ask and kiss the top of his head.
He nods.
He lies down but doesn't let me let go so he falls asleep resting on my chest.
I stoke his hair and rub his back. I can feel his body heat radiating against me.
"I hope you get better soon." I whisper and kiss his forehead. I watch him sleep for a few hours. He is starting to sweat through the covers so I take them off of him carefully, not to wake him.
"I love you sweetie." I whisper. I consider going back to my room but I know if I get up I will wake him and I don't want that.
Eventually I can feel my eyelids get heavy.
I wake up and am confused by my surroundings and then look down and see Nick still cuddling with me. He is still asleep. I look to the clock and see it is nine thirty in the morning.
"I love you." I say and stroke his hair.
I hear the door creak open and see a smiling Finnick.
"What are you doing Annie?" He whispers.
"Taking care of him." I whisper back.
"You couldn't resist?" He smiles.
"He asked me too Finnick, he was crying." I say and kiss Nick's forehead.
"I'm sure he was." Finnick smiles.
"He was." I say and kiss his forehead again.
"If you get sick Annie don't expect me to take care of you." He teases.
I open my mouth.
"You brought it upon yourself." He teases again.
I roll my eyes and continue to rub Nick's back.
"He sleep through the nigh?" Finnick asks more seriously.
"He woke me up probably around five. He got sick and started crying."
"Why was he crying?" Finnick asks.
"He just said he didn't feel good." I say and kiss his forehead again.
Finnick nods.
"He still feel hot?"
I nod.
"When he wakes up we should try and get him to take something." I say and Finnick nods in approval.
"Okay, do you wanna get out of there?" Finnick smiles.
"I'll wake him up." I say.
Finnick shakes his head and gets me out slowly.
"Ta-da." Finnick says and we leave his room.
"Thank you." I say.
"You're welcome." He says.
I lean in to kiss him but he backs away.
"What?" I ask.
"You're a carrier now Annie, we both can't get sick at the same time." He smiles.
"You saw him yesterday too."
"Yes but I didn't spend all night with him." He smiles. "Like I said if you get sick I'm not taking care of you." He teases.
I scoff.
"Some husband you are." I smile.
"I do try Annie." He smiles.
"I know." I say.
I smile
"What?" He asks.
"I love you." I say.
"I love you too but still no kiss you've been exposed."
I roll my eyes.
"I still love you weirdo." I smile.
"I love you too." He says and hugs me at least I get that.
A/N: I know I did one where Finnick was sick and Annie took care of him but, I thought this would be... is cute the right word? lol. I hope it was different enough. As always thank you for reading!