Prologue

White froth appeared on top of the ice cream as the rootbeer flowed over it. Quinn Cameron smiled her toothy smile while her 21 year old father handed a rootbeer float to each of his three kids. Quinn, who was six years old, Natalie, who was three years old, and Jackson who was one year old. Digging into their delicious treat the three kids lost track of everything else.

Sean Cameron looked fondly over his kids.They were his everything, each as beautiful as could be. Quinn was the spitting image of her mother. Pale skin and red-orange colored hair. Her smile, her eyes, just her overall demeanor was Ellie. He'd grin ear to ear when he looked at his first child and jewel of his eye. Ellie had been so excited to have her. Had Sean known the price for Quinn was going to be Ellie...well he sometimes wondered what he would have done if he could redo it.

Natalie was also an exact replica of her mother...and the complete opposite of Quinn. She indeed was Emma's daughter. Her blonde hair and blue eyes were begging to save the world. She had an insistence on saving everything in site. Animals, plants, people...even highways. With Emma he had atleast raised their daughter for a little while...two years, before Jackson.

Jackson was unlike his sisters. Although he had many of his mother's qualities he was most like his father. He was so much like his father that it was hard to see the difference. If it weren't for height and speech they'd be twins.

Sean wiped a tear away from his eye as he watched his three motherless children. He had to say Natalie was the luckiest kid and probably the most heartbroken. She had known her mother for two years and grown attatched to her. It had been heart wrenching to tell her Emma wouldn't be coming back. She hadn't quite liked Jackson for awhile but soon grew to love him. Quinn in the two years Emma was with them did not take a liking to her or her intruding daughter. She just for some reason did not like Emma. When Emma died giving birth to Jackson Quinn actually was sad but on a higher note began to grow closer to Natalie and was immediatly attatched to Jackson. Quinn was a daddy's girl, there was no doubt about that.

The kids finished their ice cream and immediatly headed for the playhouse their dad had built for them. Sean laughed. The playhouse was a plastic one bought at the store. But there was one catch, in the side where there's a window he cut it so there was a hole below the window which he turned into a tunnerl. The tunnel led to a ladder and that ladder led up to a treehouse that was complete with a couch, a few pillows, a few blankets, and a couple books. Once in awhile there was always a sleepover in there with the four of them; Dad and Kids. Also in the treehouse were three slides. The first one led to a large sandbox that usually held a lifesize sand castle, made by yours truly...Sean Cameron. Slide #2 led to a swingset complete with monkeybars, swings, and a couple of rope bridges. The last slide as a tunnel that went over the pool and onto a trampoline. But the way Sean had built it they could, with their dad's help, take part of the slide and slide it up so it was detatched from the rest and turn it into a water slide.

Quinn scrambled up the ladder to the treehouse, it was the only way to the playset and the monkey bars were calling. Jackson got halfway down the tunnel and turned back, running terrified towards Sean. Sean laughed. It was getting dark and he knew Natalie would come back, it was Quinn who was going to be difficult. She was very insistent and extremely independant.

Minutes after Sean settled Jackson in his car shaped bed given to him by Grandpa Snake & Grandma Spike and turned on The Lion King he went to get the girls. As soon as he opened the door Natalie rushed past him screaming. Quinn was right behind her holding a clod of dirt. Sean instinctively grabbed her around the waist and picked her up, the dirt clod falling to the ground.

"Daddy! Daddy let go!" She squealed as he carried her to the bathroom. "I have to get Nattie muddy!" She begged. Sean sat his eldest daughter on the bench he used when giving one of the kids a bath.

"Bathtime, we're done with mud for tonight." He said crossing his arms. Quinn picked at the mud that had been stuck in her hair thanks to artistic and environmentalist Natalie Cameron.

"But Daddy!" She started but the look on her father's face made her shut right up.. Sean reached over and turned the knob to the arrow with Quinn's name on it. Each kid had a specified temperature and bubble capacity for their baths; Even Jackson and he was only one year old. "Fine," Quinn pouted and sat ther as Sean put in exactly one cap of bubbles. Pointing to the tub Quinn pushed her dad out of the bathroom. Sean waited at the door listening until he heard Quinn's familiar barbie conversations, mostly about pool parties and beaches. Chuckling he went on to the next kid, making sure the door to the bathroom Quinn was in was cracked open.

When he walked into the room that Natalie and Quinn shared, which was obvious for the paint was completely different on each side. He chuckled at what he saw. His kids never ceased to amaze him. Natalie was sitting at her pink desk brushing the dirt clods very carefully from her hair to the bowl in front of her. AFter awhile Natalie started to cry. Sean walked over and knelt by his three year old's side.

"What's wrong Night Light?" He asked, brushing her tears away.

"My hair. Quinn killed it." She said. Sean laughed silently and began brushing her hair. Marveling at his children's innocence, yet they were so strong.

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