Star Wars One Shots

A Sick Jedi - Anakin and Padme

"Padme!" Anakin shouted from the bedroom

Padme sighed and walked to the door again, peeking inside at her husband who was curled up in a mountain of blankets, head raised on 2 or 3 pillows, a box of tissues on the bedside cabinet along with numerous glasses of water.

"What can I get you Ani?" She smiled comfortingly

"Can you get me some of that vapo stuff?" Anakin coughed, groaning as the pain in chest subsided, he hated being sick, pretty much because he wasn't used to getting sick. He was used to being out on a battle field, destroying droids and making fun of Snips or Obi-Wan, sometimes even Rex. It was very rare that he would be sick.

Padme giggled, "You mean the bacta vapo rub?" Anakin nodded

"Yeah that one" He sniffed

"Okay two seconds" Padme disappeared into the bathroom, grabbed the tub of bacta vapo rub and walked back into the room. She took the blankets off him and opened the lid

"Shirt off"

"But its cold" Anakin whined

"It's not cold Ano, it's boiling. You have a fever. Shirt off"

"I don't wanna"

"So you don't want the rub then?"

"I do"

"Then shirt off"

"No"

"Then no rub"

"But why?!"

"You won't take your shirt off Anakin!" Padme sighed, she didn't know how many times she had this argument with him, having a sick Anakin Skywalker was not good, he didn't know how to handle himself whenever he was sick, although this time Padme didn't pass it off as just having a 'man flu', his fever was way past normal, his eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't stop sneezing or coughing.

Anakin had the flu.

"Can I have the rub? Please?" Anakin pouted

"You need to take your shirt off Ani, it'll only be cold for a minute or two until I can put this on you" Padme smiled sympathetically, relief flooding her system as he finally took his shirt off

"Now, lay down" He followed that instruction easily enough

"This is going to be a little bit cool" Padme dipped her fingers into the gel and smoothed it onto Anakin's chest, she had to hold in a giggle as he shuddered

"Told you it was cool"

"Shut up" He muttered, Padme rolling her eyes

Anakin took a deep breath and sighed as the fumes from the rub filled his nose, unblocking them ever so slightly so that he could breath a little bit better, he looked up at Padme and smiled

"I love you, you know that right?"

"Oh I know" Padme grinned, draping the blankets back over him and closing the curtains to darken the room

"Maybe when I'm better I could be the Doctor and you could be the patient?" Anakin smirked, sniffling slightly

Padme blushed and rolled her eyes a little, "Maybe" She giggled, approaching the bed again to tuck him tightly into the blankets.

"Hold on" Padme disappeared and ran to the kitchen, coming back to their room with a tray.

"I have some homemade soup for you, kindly made by our kitchen droids. Along with some crackers. Eat this and it should hopefully start helping. You need some food in your system" Padme smiled, placing the tray down across his lap

"Padme?"

"Yes Ani"

"Can you feed me?" Anakin smiled, batting his eyes at her, she sighed again.

How could she say no to this bloodshot, red and puffy eyes of her sick husband?

"You so owe me Ani" She whispered as she spoon fed him the first bite