Quinnie The Princess

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James' *POV*

I heard something in Beau's room hit the floor hard, and when I walked in. It was Beau.

"Hello?!" I picked up the phone and answered.

"Your brother fell..what was so bad?"

"Quinn is unconscious."

"Is she going to be ok?"

"She's three. I don't know."

"She should..."

"Just smack Beau in the face. He should come back." So I did,

"What the fu- give me my phone!" He shouted, then yanked it from between my ear and shoulder.

"Well then." I mimicked and walked to my room to finish packing.

"I'm going to Children's, who's coming?" Beau jingled his keys, waiting for an answer.

"I'll go I guess." No one wanted to see Quinnie like this. I don't blame them, but she's whined for me before.

"Thanks." Beau backed out and was driving down the road.

"For what?"

"Smacking me, then being there for Quinn when she needed you."

"I'm her uncle. It's what I do."

"Ha. Ha." He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah..."

"Grab me that bag in the seat behind you.." Beau pointed back while driving.

"What is it?" He pulled out a "Frozen" costume. "She's a princess. We'll slip in on her, and when she wakes up, she'll think she's a real life 100% princess. She is to us, but to other people's she's a little kid with cancer."

"That's sweet."

We both ran to her room, Luke had laid his head on the bed, her hand in his.

"Hey.." Beau got Luke up.

"Slip this on her..." As Luke put the dress on, she made a weird whimper noise.

"Does that hurt her?" I looked at Beau.

"They gave her a shot there." Then he was done. "Crown?"

"Here." Within 5 minutes she woke up.

"Morning Princess." Beau was making a Keek.

"What you mean Uncle Beauuu?" She yawned.

"Look at your outfit."

"I am a pwincess now! Dweams do come twue." She could not stop smiling. "Uncle JayJay." She smiled, then made grabby hands at me.

"I can't pick you up but I'll hug you."

"Okie."

As we stayed, you could tell her condition was getting worse.

"Daddy?"

Luke's *POV*

"Daddy?" Quinn was looking straight at me.

"Yes sweetie?"

"Do I-I have a m-m-mommy?" Her eyes were closing slowly.

"No...I haven't found the perfect girl yet, and one who loves y-" the noise and chaos began.

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