Title: Tea and Sympathy

Author: Danimeows

Pairing: Bella/Edward

Rating: T

Genre: Romance/hurt-comfort

Author's Notes: I'm sick with the flu so I decided that it was only fair Bella was too.

Disclaimer: I do not own, and I make no money off of this little piece of writing.

As fond as Bella was of her vampire lover, who would be her husband in a few short weeks, she really wished that right now he'd leave her alone. She was shaking with cold chills as she stood over the toilet and no matter how many romantic movies and novels said that it was romantic, she really didn't want him to hold her hair back as she dry heaved and puked into the toilet. She wanted him away from her while she was puking, not watching her doing it. 'Who in their right mind would want there love to see them doing something so unattractive anyways?' she thought in her head as she glared down at the toilet before flushing it, hopeful that she was finally done.

She wanted to snarl at him when her stomach was finally done pitching and rolling. However he handed her a glass of ginger ale, cold with ice, and looked at her with such concern in his tawny gold eyes that she found herself losing her anger. It was always hard to be angry with Edward.

She sipped the ginger ale slowly, willing her stomach to keep it in her stomach, and she felt a strange sort of happiness when she was able to finish the glass. She handed the glass to Edward, and went to the sink where she attacked her teeth with both toothpaste and mint mouth wash in order to get the acidic taste out of her mouth. It was only partially successful. Edward helped her to bed and tucked her in.

To her suprise there was an electric blanket, "From Alice?" she guessed. Edward nodded confirming her guess.

Warmth, she still felt like crap but the warmth was very soothing on her still shaking flesh. She drifted into sleep as Edward hummed her lullaby.

An hour later she was hot, boiling and still miserable, Edward took the blanket off of her and curled up against her, his cold skin cooling her heated flesh.

Thirty minutes later she was cold again and Edward put the blanket on her and ran downstairs to make her a glass of tea. Bella's hands were shaking minutely as sipped at the lady grey tea he'd brought her.

Edward ran his fingers through her hair, attempting to soothe her.

Once her tea was finished he set the mug down and hummed her lullaby to her once more. "Feel better soon my love," he whispered as she drifted once more into sleep.

"I love you..." she murmured mostly out of it, already.

AN: To those of you waiting for Dead Scream, Valentine's Day, and Fallen Angel updates, expect them soonish, but I've got the flu and therefore am spending most of my time sleeping!