*a few months later*
I get a call from Sierra. "Jason, she's getting bad. Like really bad." My heart aches. That little girl is like a daughter to me now. And to know she won't be around for much longer kills me. My hand shakily clasps the phone tighter as tears fill my eyes. "Tell her to hang on. I'm comin'." I choke out, my voice wavering. I jump in my truck and drive as fast as I can from Denver where my concert was to St Jude. I hug Sierra and she sobs hard into my chest. I walk into her room and just looking at her, I can tell she doesn't have long. That whole thing with Johnny broke her poor weak heart. I wipe the tears from my eyes and walk over. I can't tell if she's asleep. "Miranda?" I shakily whisper. She takes a breath. "Daddy?" She whispers. I feel more tears rolling down my face. I sit on the bed. "Yes, sweet girl, daddy's here." I whisper. "I'm sorry daddy." She whispers, eyes closed. She doesn't even have the strength to open her eyes. "Don't say that, sweet girl, there's nothing for you to be sorry for." "You're.... Hurting.... Because of me." She chokes out, her voice so quiet I almost don't hear it. "No. Miranda don't say that."
Miranda's pov
I force myself to open my eyes. My body weak and tired, the pain agonizing. "I can't even imagine my life without you. I wish those seventeen years I could've been here for you." He says, brushing a finger across my cheek, brushing away a tear.
Jason's pov
"I don't... Wanna die." I pick her up and hold her tiny frail body in my arms. "I'm so sorry. There's nothing I can do." I whisper, breaking down. Sierra sits beside us, silent tears running down her cheeks. "I'll never forget what you did for me." She's having trouble breathing. "I'm gonna see if a doctor can help with the pain." I say, standing up. I lay her back on the bed and kiss her forehead. "You're my little girl and don't you forget it." I say firmly. She smiles. "I love you." She whispers. "I love you too princess." I find a doctor and he gives her extra morphine and something to help her wake up. "I hate to tell you this but she doesn't have long. At least this way, she's not in pain, she can say goodbye coherently and she won't be suffering anymore." The doctor says putting a hand on my shoulder. He looks close to tears himself. "Than you for everything you're doing for my daughter. I can't... I hate that we're gonna lose her but you're right she won't be in pain." "I am so sorry we couldn't do anything to save her." "You did everything you could." I walk back in her room. She's more awake thanks to the drugs the doctor gave her. I wonder where Sierra went. "Are you gonna marry my mom?" "I want to." "Promise me you'll take care of her when I'm gone." It kills me. She knows she's dying. "I promise." I say, sitting beside her leg. "You were always my best friend." "I'm glad I got to meet you. You're a wonderful remarkable and brave little girl. I want nothing more than to make the pain go away." "I'm not hurting right now. The morphine helps alot. I'm... So cold though." I wrap her blanket tighter around her. "Any idea where your mama went off to?" She shakes her head. "Dad, thank you." I force a tearful smile. "Thank you." I say back. Just then Sierra walks in. "I got your favorite scarf and your book." She says shakily, seconds away from completely breaking down. "Can someone read it to me?" She whisper asks. I take the book. Sierra cries quietly into her hands.
*four hours later*
The soft shrill beeping wakes me out of a deep sleep, the book having hit the ground. I look at the bed and tears fill my eyes. My little girl is gone. "Goodbye Angel. I will never forget you." I whisper, closing her mouth that hung open. I took the heart monitor thing off her finger and held her to my chest. "I will never forget you." I hear her soft angelic voice whisper in my ear. "Fly high you beautiful angel." I whisper hugging her tiny limp body. Poor Sierra. I won't tell her now but this is gonna kill her tomorrow.

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Make A Wish
FanfictionThe make a wish foundation has helped make dying children's dreams come true. It's no different for the young girl in this story. Warning: this story talks about subjects that are sometimes hard to handle. Read at your own risk.