I'll Take Care of You

Suggested by a friend. Phoenix cancels a date on Tiffany. Annoyed, she goes over to his apartment to see what's wrong. Her day ends up being rather interesting. Second of the Blue Golden Couple one shots.


Her fingers gripped the steering wheel while her lips made a thin line. She let out a small huff as the light above her turned green to indicate she can go. Driving in her small car was Detective Tiffany Howe. Normally she wasn't the type to be so annoyed. But at that moment, she wasn't feel rather cheerful. She was on her way to her boyfriend's apartment. The reason she was going in the first place? She was going to confront him about his little text.

"Sorry Tiffany, I'm going to cancel our date today."

The text was short and didn't seem to offer any sympathy. It didn't sound at all like Phoenix Wright for that matter. Usually he had an excuse. But this text was cold and short. Thus why Tiffany was going over to his apartment to ask him what is up with him.

Finally, she arrived at her destination. Once she locked her car, she started marching towards the building. It was only ten in the morning, so she was sure he was awake at this time. Not to mention it was Saturday, so that meant he wasn't going to be at Wright & Co. Law Offices. Well, she did call the office ahead of time to see if he was there. But there wasn't any answer so the only logical conclusion that he was at home.

If taking on a case wasn't an excuse to ditch their date, what was? She was going to find that out. She soon was standing at the door of where he lived and she knocked on it several times. She waited patiently but there was no answer. She frowned and tried again. She even rang the doorbell for a good measure. She still received no answer. Now she was beyond annoyed. Where else could he be? Was he out doing something she didn't know? She took out her cell and made way to call Maya and ask if she knew where Phoenix was when she heard the sound of the lock being turned. She looked up and was about to open her mouth to start her lecture when the words died in her throat upon the sight before her.

He was a mess.

His normally perfect spiky black hair seemed to be all over the place. His once bright dark blue eyes were dim and his face looked pale along with his nose as bright red as Rudolph the reindeer's nose. He was wearing a wrinkled white bathrobe that was a little undone. He looked downright exhausted and there bags under his eyes.

"P-Phoenix?" Tiffany managed to say as she could only stare up at him in complete shock.

"Hi…Tiffany. What…" Was all he could say before he turned away and started coughing and hacking.

Tiffany winced at this scene. She had seen Phoenix in his best days. This was her first time seeing him at probably his worst. It was rather apparent that her boyfriend was sick. Make that very sick since she can hear him sneezing several times after his coughing fit.

"I got your text and I came over to see why it was so short. Normally when either of us cancels, we give each other a reason why. For example, taking on a case since you're a defense attorney and I'm a detective." Tiffany explained and watched Phoenix lean against the door.

She bit her bottom lip when she saw guilt flash in his dim eyes, "I'm sorry, Tiffany. I wanted to say I was sick, but…it hurt even from typing up that text and sending it to you. I was barely able to come to the door like this." He replied and he turned to cough into his closed fist.

Tiffany sighed while looking to the side. She was thinking up of why Phoenix would just cancel on her and now that she knew, lecturing him wouldn't do any good.

"I see that now. Come on, I better get you back into your bed before you fall to the floor." She said gently, her smile just as soft.

"No, I don't want you to…" he couldn't argue since Tiffany was already standing beside him and grasped his arms.

"Let's go, young man." Tiffany said in a motherly tone voice.

"I'm three years older than you." Phoenix managed to joke; another cough was followed.

"I don't care. Bed time."

Tiffany closed the door behind her and she began to lead a still coughing Phoenix towards his bedroom. As they walked slowly, she looked about the place. Phoenix wasn't kidding about her own apartment being the opposite of his. While hers was neat and tidy, his looked like a tornado went by. There was some clothes about that seemed to have been tossed without care. Books stacked here and there. There were even a few boxes like he had just moved here. How did Phoenix even find anything around his apartment in this clutter?

Finally, they made it to his room, which wasn't exactly far away, but since it hurt for Phoenix to even move, they had to go as slow as a snail. Tiffany let out a small grunt when she allowed her boyfriend to sit on his bed. At least his bedroom wasn't as messy as the rest of his apartment.

"There. Did you take any medicine?" Tiffany questioned as she set her bag on the floor and placed the back of her hand against his forehead.

"No. I don't think I have any…" Phoenix replied and closed his eyes. Normally he would be flustered with Tiffany being so close to him, despite they had been going out for a couple of months, but he was too sick to care.

"Yikes! You're burning up." Tiffany took her hand away and looked down at the poor man before her.

"Tiffany, you don't have to stay. I just need rest and…" Phoenix once more tried to say but Tiffany shook her head,

"No. I'm going to make sure you have everything first before I go."

"If it's about the date, I'm really sorry. But you shouldn't ruin your day by taking care of me." Phoenix once again tried to argue but Tiffany shook her head.

"Forget about the date. I'm doing this because I'm worried about you. Now sit here for a moment. I have to go find a thermometer. You do have one right?"

Phoenix sighed and weakly raised a finger to point to the bathroom behind her, "I think it's in the medicine cabinet."

Tiffany turned and walked to the bathroom. While she searched for the thermometer, Phoenix had to admit he was glad she was here. He hated that he woke this morning with a pounding headache and a high fever. He had a feeling the whole reason he even got sick to begin with was because he agreed to do that spirit channeling thing yesterday with Maya and Pearls. They had to do it under a freezing waterfall and to make it worse; it was a very cold day. Since Tiffany was busy with her job, she couldn't come. Now he ruined their date by getting a fever.

"Here it is. Now let's see what your temperature is. Open up." Tiffany held the little device up.

Phoenix sighed and obeyed. She inserted the thermometer underneath his tongue and once he closed his mouth, she straightened up, "Do you have any chicken noodle soup? Daddy used to feed that to me when I got sick."

Phoenix frowned and wasn't sure if he did or not. The look on his face told her everything, "I'll take that as a no. Don't worry, I'll just have to go buy some, along with some medicine to reduce your fever. Maybe some Coldkiller X will help since I heard that's supposed to be a good medicine."

"No!" Phoenix's sudden outburst made Tiffany jump in the air and the thermometer to fall to the floor, "I mean…I hate that stuff. Please don't get it."

Tiffany blinked at him and slowly leaned down to grab the thermometer, "Okay, I guess I won't get Coldkiller X. Besides, I use Nightquill anyway." She said and looked down at the tiny screen.

Phoenix let out a sigh of relief. Just hearing the name Coldkiller X brought back bad memories.

"Yikes, 101 degrees, you really are on a high fever. I better go see if there's anything in your medicine cabinet to help you sleep before I go out."

"Tiffany, you're doing a lot already. You don't have to…"

"Yes I do. Do you honestly think I'm just going to leave my poor sick boyfriend alone like this? Forget it. Now just wait a moment." She rushed back into the bathroom.

Phoenix wanted to argue since he was already a burden on her. But he knew it was useless. She was just about as stubborn as he was. Maybe that's why he loved her so much. Besides, she was cute when she looked that determined. The way her green eyes lit up just by saying she will stay with him. He nearly laughed but stopped short from another coughing fit.

Tiffany searched the medicine cabinet in desperate desire to find something that will ease Phoenix's fever for the time being while she went out to get everything for him. There wasn't much but she soon found a bottle that had a small note attached to it. She picked it up and read:

"Hey Nick! I found this stuff that is supposed to knock out colds! Hope you give it a shot! Larry"

Larry Butz? Tiffany wondered why Phoenix's best friend would send this medicine to him. Oh well, let's hope it works. She read the instructions and took the small cup that came with the bottle to pour the needed contents inside. The liquid was purple in color and smelled sweet like grapes. This was sure to ease Phoenix all right. She turned and with the small cup in her, she walked back into the bedroom. She could see he was trying hard to keep sitting up.

"Here you go, Phoenix. I don't know for sure if this will help your fever, but it can't hurt to try." She said and offered the cup.

"I guess." Phoenix took the cup and peered down at it in suspicion. Feeling another cough coming, he quickly gulped the liquid down. It tasted sweet like grapes.

"There. Hopefully that works. I'll be right back. I have to go get a few things." She said with a bright smile and turned to walk out.

"Are you sure, Tiff? I mean, I already feel bad about ruining our date and I don't think that taking care of me is going to fix anything." Phoenix called after her and he watched her turn back towards him.

"Trust me, I don't mind. In fact, I'm just happy to spend any time with you, even if you are sick." She gave him another smile and walked out of his bedroom.

He heard his front door close and he looked down at the empty cup. His coughs weren't being so violent, but he was starting to feel a little funny. He frowned and wondered where Tiffany got this stuff. Despite it being hard to even stand, he managed to with great effort and made his way to the bathroom. He found the forgotten bottle and his eyes widen.

"Oh no…Tiffany used this stuff Larry sent me! Last time I used it, I was…" he shuddered at the memories and turned to walk back to his bed, "I have to send Tiffany a text. Who knows if this…"

But he couldn't think straight. His whole world seemed to spin a little and he wobbled. "No…Tiffany…" was all he could say before he fell on his bed.


Tiffany was at the store and getting everything she needed for Phoenix. Some more medicine that will help him sleep better at night and some chicken noodle soup. She even bought other healthy things like herbs that will kill that fever for sure. She was just grabbing a blanket when she heard a voice go,

"Miss Tiffy!"

She turned in time to see two blurs collide with her. She managed to embrace herself from falling to the tile floor. She saw it was Maya and Pearl Fey. Both girls looked as excited as ever.

"Hi Maya. Hi Pearly. What are you girls doing here in the grocery store?" She questioned once both girls backed away.

"I was going to take Pearly for some burgers when we saw you in here and we thought we come over and say hi. So what's up?" Maya questioned with a bright smile.

"Yeah, why are you getting all those things, Miss Tiffy?" Pearl questioned innocently as she eyed the cart Tiffany was using, "Don't you have a date with Mr. Nick?"

"Well…Nick is actually…" Tiffany began and Pearl gasped,

"Wait, did Mr. Nick go out behind your back, Miss Tiffy? Because if he did, I will slap him straight!" Pearl rolled up her sleeve.

"No, Pearly! Nick is sick. I'm just getting him the things he needs to help him feel better." Tiffany quickly explained and Pearl brightened at this.

"Oh how romantic!" the small girl squealed while placing her hands on each side of her face.

"I'll say. Though having to take care of sick Nick can't be all that fun." Maya said with a shrug, "I wonder how he got sick in the first place."

"Not sure, but don't worry. He should be back on his feet in no time with me taking care of him." Tiffany replied and placed the blanket in the cart.

"Knowing Nick, and with you watching him, I'm sure he will be fine in no time." Maya gave Tiffany a wink and the older woman's face turned red.

"Come on, Maya, his fever is high. We're not going to be…well…"

"Sure. Have fun with your lover boy. Let's go, Pearly. I'm starving." Maya started to lead her young cousin away.

"Bye Miss Tiffy! Have fun with Mr. Nick!" Pearl gave Tiffany one last hug before she rushed after Maya.

Tiffany watched them go and sighed while shaking her head. Phoenix certainly has his hands full with those two girls. But she can see why he loved them. She loved them too. But what Maya said made her sigh. She made way to go buy her items so she can get back to Phoenix real soon. Her only goal right now was to make sure that her boyfriend gets better.


By the time Tiffany got back to Phoenix's apartment, it was late afternoon. She carried the bags with her things all the way to where he lived. She wondered if she should make an effort to clean up his apartment as well.

She sighed as she struggled through the door and placed the bags on the floor for the time being. She put her purse on the counter that led to the small kitchen and she started to unload everything. She wasn't sure if Phoenix was asleep, but she wanted to get a head start on making his soup. She hoped that she remembered the secret way her father taught her.

She turned to go into the kitchen when she gasped to see a figure looming near her. The sudden appearance startled her that she almost dropped the cans. It was pretty dark in this apartment that it took her a moment to see it was only Phoenix.

"Oh Phoenix! Sorry if I just barged in. But I brought everything that is sure to make you feel better. It shouldn't take me long." She said with a smile.

"I'm so glad you're back Tiffany. I missed you!" He suddenly reached over and hugged her, with the cans still in her arms.

"Huh? Uh I was only gone for the afternoon. And yikes you're really hot!" Tiffany struggled in his grip.

"I know. I can't help how I look. Must be how I was born." Phoenix replied, misinterpreting her last statement.

"No! I mean your temperature!" Tiffany tried again to get free but his arms only seemed to get tighter.

"You don't think I'm hot, Tiff?" Phoenix backed away to frown down at her.

"What? No! I mean yeah you're totally handsome! I just…uh Phoenix, you okay?" She suddenly noticed how flushed his cheeks were and the daze look in his dark blue eyes.

"Me? I'm totally fine, even more so now that you are here." Phoenix laughed and he leaned down towards her; his lips were nearing hers.

"Wah! No! Phoenix, you need to get back to bed!" Tiffany cried and using the cans she still held in her hands, she placed the cold metal through the opening of his robes right on his chest.

"Yipe!" Phoenix let out a strange shriek and let go of Tiffany.

"You are going back to bed right now while I make you some soup." She said as she glared at him like a mother scolding her child.

Phoenix started to laugh again. She stared at him while quirking an eyebrow. What is with him? Earlier, he barely was able to sit on his bed. Now he was acting like he was drunk. Was it because…oh no. It was probably that strange grape smelling stuff Larry gave him.

"I don't want soup. I want you." Phoenix started for her again and Tiffany dodged his outstretched arms.

"Phoenix Wright, get ahold of yourself will ya? You're sick and need rest!" She said, trying to get him back on track.

"Sick? I don't feel sick. Sure I feel hot right now, but I think that's only because of you." Phoenix chuckled once more and Tiffany's eyes widen when he made way to untie the ropes on his robe.

"OBJECTION!" She suddenly screamed causing Phoenix to jump in surprise, "Do not even think about it!"

Phoenix pouted at her. The way he looked, it made him look freaking adorable that Tiffany almost regret yelling at him, "But I'm hot! And sick, you said so yourself."

"Well, yeah. But that doesn't mean you should strip. Go back to bed and I will make you some soup." Tiffany turned to walk back towards the kitchen.

She hadn't gone far when she felt strong warm arms wrap around her waist. She gave a cry of surprise since she wasn't expecting it. She dropped the cans from the sudden attack of her temporarily mentally deranged boyfriend.

"Phoenix, for crying out loud…!" She made way to lecture him again but stopped when she was spun around and felt her face flush when she saw that his robes were so undone that she can see his well-defined abdomen.

She only had seen his muscles just a few times before and every time it always took her breath away. He was indeed hot.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who is sick." Phoenix said with a playful smirk.

Tiffany shook her head and she started to beat her fists on his muscled chest in an effort to get away, "P-Phoenix! P-Please! I have to make you that soup!" she was stuttering and trying hard to focus on what she was supposed to be doing.

"I told you. I don't need any soup," Phoenix leaned down until his lips were nearly on hers. Tiffany gulped as he whispered, "I want you."

She never had any time to retort. His lips were on hers. She can feel her heart beating really fast within her chest. She slowly closed her eyes before kissing him back. She had no idea what that stuff Larry gave to Phoenix, but at that moment, she wasn't sure if she should regret to give it to her boyfriend.

Phoenix leaned back to smile down at her. Tiffany opened her eyes to stare up at him, "You being here is making me feel better." He said as he brushed his fingers through her thick brown hair.

"Maybe so…" Tiffany suddenly got an idea. She gave him a playful smirk, "How about we continue this in your bedroom?"

He took the bait. He grinned at her and let her go before walking towards his bedroom. Once he was inside, Tiffany walked up and closed the door quickly. She then hurried with a chair to prop up against it so he can't open it.

"Hey!" Phoenix's voice was heard from inside.

"Sorry, Nicky, but you're staying in there until I made your soup," Tiffany turned and walked towards the kitchen. She sighed when he started to cry out, "Boy what a drama queen…"


Tiffany tasted the soup and smiled to see it tasted very good. She had outdone herself. She only hoped Phoenix will like it. Speaking of which, she looked over her shoulder towards the door with the chair still propped up against it. Phoenix had stopped trying to get it open a long time ago.

The sun had set and it was night time by now. Tiffany sighed and poured some of the contents into the bowl. She then turned and walked towards the chair in front of the door. She moved it away and opened the door slowly.

"Phoenix?" she called casually. Was he still drunk from that stuff?

She saw that he was lying on the bed. Did he finally go to sleep? She walked over slowly all the while saying softly, "Phoenix? Phoenix, you awake?" Once she was by his side, she placed her hand on his shoulder, "Phoenix?"

"Ugh…Tiffany?" came his groggily voice and Tiffany smiled as she saw him turn over to look up at her, "Tiffany!" he suddenly jumped up and moaned while holding his head.

"Take it easy, Nick." She said as she watched him lean back a little. She gulped a little to see his robes were still undone. Even in the dark she can see his abdomen.

"What happened? The last thing I remember was you giving me that medicine and…Tiffany! That medicine! I wanted to let you know that stuff Larry gave me made me go wacko the last time I took it!"

"Phoenix relax! I know that!" Tiffany placed her hands on his shoulders in attempt to calm him.

"You do? Oh no…please don't tell me I did things to you." Phoenix held his messed up hair.

"Well, you tried to. But you only went as far as kissing me." She laughed at the memory.

"I am so sorry, Tiffany. If I had known what that stuff was, I shouldn't have taken it."

"Nick, it's okay. Nothing happened. Besides, seeing that side of you was really different from your usual dorky self and I liked it." Tiffany gave him a gentle smile.

"Dorky self?" Phoenix questioned, a pout forming on his face once more and she giggled at this sight.

"Oh Phoenix, stop being so adorable. Anyway, your soup is ready. You think you can walk?"

Phoenix felt his face flush from her calling him adorable. He sighed and felt a little better to have some soup, "Yeah, I think so." He nodded and Tiffany beamed.

"Good. Come on." She took his hand gently and helped him off the bed.


"I'm really glad I came over to help you." Tiffany whispered as she was snuggled up against Phoenix on the couch.

They were watching TV, but neither was really paying attention to whatever show was on. After they had Tiffany's delicious chicken soup, the couple decided to relax. Phoenix wasn't sure if he wanted Tiffany to go, but was relieved that she wanted to stay the night.

"I am too. At first I didn't want to be a burden on you, especially with how I pretty much ruined our date today." Phoenix replied and placed his head against hers.

"Don't think about that, Nick. Getting sick wasn't your fault. Besides, today turned out to be a pretty interesting day for me; I got to see what you are like when you are drunk." She laughed quietly while Phoenix rolled his eyes.

"Sure. Maybe I should see what you are like when you're drunk yourself."

"Only when you get better first." Tiffany poked him in the chest.

"Honestly, after that soup and the medicine, I feel a whole lot better. I think even more so because you're here." Phoenix kissed the top of Tiffany's head and she smiled.

"Would you mind if I stay the night?"

Her question caught him off guard, "With me?"

"Just for tonight."

"What about work?"

"I don't have a shift until around 3. That will give me plenty of time to go home and get changed. And I like being near you." Tiffany looked up at him with those beautiful green eyes of hers.

Phoenix couldn't say no to her and he smiled down at her, "Sure, Tiff."

She leaned up and gave him a peck on the lips. He returned it and they went back to watching the show. Tiffany wasn't sure of how it ended up like this, but she was glad it did. Phoenix in the meantime felt really lucky he had such an amazing girlfriend that was willing to be there for him despite him being sick.