She's a Little Aussie Girl (Janoskians) #Wattys2015

Doctor

Luke's *POV*
"We have the tour coming up though.." I whined at Beau.
"We can't cancel a full tour because of your daughter. She's going to make it. I promise."
"I hope." I carried her into the office once Beau put the car in park.
"Quinn Brooks." She laid her head on my shoulder and sucked her thumb.
"Through the door, first door on your right." The secretary smiled.
"Thank you." Quinn started sniffling, and before I knew it, she was crying.
"What's wrong?" I heard Beau ask from behind me.
"I don't ike dis."
"You want to know what wrong right?"
"Mmhhmm.."
"If you get through this, I'll give you a lollie."
"I wike wolwees." (Popsicles. Just Popsicles.)
"Everything's going to be fine." I rubbed her back.
"So tell me, what brings you here with little Quinn?"
"Quinn has been very, very weak, throwing up, pale, tired all the time.."
"We'll need to take a little blood. This is going to be scary for her. But it's going to last for a few seconds. Then we'll do tests and see if it's something in the blood, if not. We won't stop until you know what's wrong with your daughter."
"Thank you," I smiled, then I covered Quinn's eyes, and let her hold my hand.
"Owwwiieeee!!" She squealed in pain, soon it was over, and she was exhausted.
"It's going to take a little while to get results, so if you'd like you could hang here or go home, watch some Disney movies and we'll give you a call in about an hour or so."
"Thanks!" I picked Quinn up and we walked out to the car, loading up and going home.
While I was laying on my bed, with Quinn on my chest, I got a phone call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Luke Brooks, right?"
"Yeah..this is?"
"Doctor Alder-gate."
"Oh."
"So her test results came back."
"So is this good or bad news?"
"Bad news. I'm sorry Luke, your daughter has cancer."