A/N: I feel like I have neglected this fandom, so here's something short to get me back into the swing of things. It's winter here now so it's been pretty cold over the past couple of days so this a collection of one-shots/drabbles that are all based around being warm and cosy :P Hope you enjoy! :)
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Warm & Fuzzies
Jackie was annoyed.
Today was supposed to have the happiest day of her life, a day that would herald several more to come.
It was the first day of her honeymoon after all.
But instead of embarking on a new life of wedded bliss, she was confined to her bed with one of the worst colds she had ever had the misfortune to have contracted.
She sighed; her only comfort was that the weather was as foul as her mood. Although this was not the way she would have liked to spend the whole day in bed whilst on her honeymoon.
She looked up as Michael came into the room, carrying a tray and smiling sympathetically.
"How's the patient?" he asked, earning a glare from Jackie that made him chuckle.
He set the tray down on the bedside table and perched on the edge of the bed; he pressed his lips to her forehead for a moment.
"Well, your fever seems to have broken," he told her, as he straightened; he grinned when he caught sight of her face. "Do you have a problem with my method of checking your temperature?" he teased, "I assure you it's quite sound."
"Just as long as you don't check everyone's temperature that way," she said, still a little petulant.
Michael's grin widened, "No, just yours."
Satisfied Jackie turned her attention to the tray, "Chicken soup," she said approvingly as she sat up, "what good service."
"My mother's recipe," Michael told her as he lifted the tray onto her lap.
"Homemade soup? Whatever did I do to deserve you?" she asked, only half-teasing as she tasted the soup.
"I think you'll find that I don't deserve you, so perhaps we should just call it even," Michael commented. "Besides, I promised to take care of you in sickness and health," he continued, "the sickness part just came a little earlier than I thought."
Jackie stuck her tongue out at him, "I'll try and time my illnesses better in the future."
Michael smirked, "See that you do," he said with mock seriousness, making her laugh.