A kindhearted cowboy

Just a dream

Jason's pov

I wake up in the hospital, screaming for Miranda and Sierra. "Where are they?!" I cry when Mike runs in. "Miranda is ok but Sierra's in ICU." He says. "Help me up! I need to see them!" My side is throbbing. "What happened to me?" "A piece of metal got lodged in your side." Damn.

Miranda's pov

I don't know what I'm gonna do if I lose Sierra and Jason. He still hasn't woken up. The door opens while I'm waiting for Sierra to wake up. "Babe?" I turn around quickly. "Jason, I thought you were dead!" I cry, running into his arms. I cry on his shoulder, his arms around my waist. "What's gonna happen?" I whimper. "I don't know hun." Sierra's still unconscious.

Jason's pov

Both my girls are beaten and bruised. That wreck must've been bad. Why don't I remember it?

*3 weeks later*

I pace the room, waiting for and hoping Sierra will be okay. "Jason, you need to rest. You're still recovering." Miranda says, sitting beside her bed. "That's not how I roll, honey." I mumble, still pacing. "Daddy?" A voice croaks from the bed. I rush to her bedside. "Yeah baby daddy's here. Are you okay?" "My head and leg hurt." She whimpers. My poor baby. Miranda gets a nurse and they get her some pain meds. "Are we going home soon?" She asks. I nod. "As soon as you get out of the hospital." She says, hugging her. "And then me and you are gonna have a daddy daughter day." I add, smiling. "Yay!" I hug her.

*2 more weeks later*

I took Sierra to the Rocky mountain chocolate factory and she got a bag full of chocolate and candy and she got a caramel apple. Then we got ice cream and I took her to go see a movie, the peanut's movie. As we're walking to my truck, the damn fans and paparazzi mob me. Uh oh. I grab Sierra. "Come on hun, we gotta book it." I run back to my truck but the paparazzi won't let me go anywhere. I call Miranda. "Hey babe, we're gonna be a little late for dinner." "Where are you?" "The movie theater." Ten minutes later, my epic girlfriend pulls up in her ford with my shotgun. "Clear the area or I'll do it for you!" She yells. I smirk and sit back in the seat with my hands in my pockets watching my badass girlfriend. Seeing her act all badass, my mind drifts away.

*daydream*

Instead of her dancing in a red sundress, I see her dancing in a big long white dress. I walk over somehow changed into a suit. What's going on here. I shrug and smile, going along with it. I twirl her around, one hand on her hip. "Daddy!" I stop dancing when I hear my little Sierra yell for me. I turn around seeing her wearing a purple dress. I pick her up. "To the newlyweds!" Luke shouts, raising his glass. Newlyweds?! That's what this is. I'm getting married.

*daydream over*

I shake the thoughts free but the memory is still fresh. I think I kinda liked that. The thought of marrying her. Which by the way, she's tapping on my window. I open the door and step out grabbing her hand. I don't have a ring but I'll get one. "Hey Sierra come here." I say. She gets out. "Baby girl, you never have to worry about me running out or nothin' because I love you and I love Sierra and I have two questions for you." I can't wait to do this. "I want to sign forms to become Sierra's father." "Yeah definitely." She says, nodding. I smile. Here comes the big question. I hand Sierra to her, holding her hand still. I notice the paparazzi is still around. Which for once I don't mind. I want this recorded. "What's your other question?" Oh yeah. I was zoning out again. I drop to one knee. "Will you marry me, baby girl?"