Uncle Lester's Princess

By jerseygirlinoxford (sue)

This is a follow up to Daddy's Little Girl. And this is written for Kym because she needs a little happy right now. And there is a little blurp added just for Kathy. This is a Gabby story.

Part Two

Red flashing lights and a large crowd at McDonalds on a Saturday night. All because Lester was stuck inside Mayor McCheese. Shit. Why couldn't it have been Kym that he was stuck inside? Then, Ram and Woody showed up to take pictures. He was just trying to be a nice guy and help out Steph and Ranger. Well, that and he loved Gabby. Thank God Joe and Kathy Morelli were there. If Ranger found out that he left Gabby unattended….shit….it was too horrible to even think about. For now, he had to sit back and endure all the jokes while the firemen got their equipment ready. At least the Booger lady and her mutant kid finally left. Damn…what a bitch!

The firemen inspected the framework to see where to make the cuts to get Lester free. But, of course they couldn't resist making cute little remarks along the way. Hope these guys don't quit their day jobs, Lester thought. Finally, Lester lost his patience. He muttered something low. When two of the firemen couldn't hear him, they leaned in closer. "What did you say?" Lester preceded to fart the McDonalds theme song of 'You Deserve a Break Today'.

"Christ!" one of the fireman growled. Gabby applauded.

"Yea! Uncle Lester did musical farts!" Joe just shook his head.

"You're so much like your Mommy, Little Cupcake."

"That was so wrong, man," the other fireman told him as he fanned his hand in front of his face. Lester shrugged.

"She liked it," he replied referring to Gabby. He was hoping his musical talents would hurry them up.

"You deserve a break today….at McDonalds….we do it all for you," Gabby sang. Alright, he knew that was something he had to stop doing. Kym wasn't as impressed as Gabby was. Maybe he should make that his last symphony. A fireman handed Lester a pair of safety goggles before starting to cut one of the support bars. He raised the Sawzall to the beam, and Gabby screamed.

"Noooooo!" she wailed. "You're gonna hurt him! Stop!" Joe hugged her tight.

"It's okay, Princess," Lester called to her. "He's not going to hurt me. It's all right."

"No," she insisted, "He's gonna hurt Mayor McCheese! You gots to stop him, Uncle Joe!" Shit. Thanks Gabby. Either I make Gabby cry or I have to live inside Mayor McCheese forever, Lester groaned to himself. As much as he loved Gabby, the later was not the preferred option.

"Should we start forwarding your mail?" Joe joked. Oh man….Morelli should work on a whole stand up routine. Kathy took Gabby into her arms.

"Gabby, why don't we go to the ladies room? Do you have to go potty?" Gabby nodded. Holy shit! That was fucking brilliant. Not only does that get Gabby out of the way, but he doesn't have to do the creepy child molester thing again. "You've got 15 minutes, gentlemen." Kathy told them over her shoulder as she took Gabby to the bathroom.

"Alright….cut me the fuck out of this thing," Lester insisted. "How you got lucky with Kathy, Morelli, should be broadcast on Unsolved Mysteries." Joe smirked. After Stephanie and Joe broke up for the last time, he met Kathy. Kathy had dated Tank a few times but it didn't work out. Morelli proposed after two months of dating, and they had gotten married right away.

It took the firemen about ten minutes to cut four support bars to make enough room for Lester to squeeze out. "Thank god," Lester sighed. Not only did it feel good to be free, but it didn't upset Gabby in the process.

"Uncle Lester….did Mayor McCheese spit you out?" Gabby asked as she ran to his waiting arms. He hugged and kissed her.

"More like shit you out," one of the firemen muttered. Lester rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, Princess. I guess I didn't taste too good," Lester joked.

"Maybe he didn't like your musical farts?" Maybe Kym was on to something? Even a McDonald character slide was appalled by his talent.

"I don't know. Why don't we head home and watch movies? I can make us popcorn."

"Yea! Movies and popcorn!" Gabby cheered. Lester and Gabby made a fast exit before anything else would go wrong.

The manager finally arrived. He demanded to know who was responsible for ruining Mayor McCheese. The firemen looked around but Lester was gone. Joe took Kathy by the arm and led her to their truck. "Time to get out of Dodge." He first helped Kathy in the passenger side before getting in the truck. "Santos was right. I was lucky to meet you." He gave her a wicked grin. Kathy placed her hand on his thigh.

"You're just saying that because we have wild donkey sex all the time!"

"Yeah. I'm glad you're into anal. Steph never liked butt stuff." Kathy nodded.

"And you're lucky that Tank got me all nice and broken in." Joe put the truck in gear and hurried home.

Lester breathed a sigh of relief when he pulled into the parking garage at Haywood. Nothing waiting for him. Good. Oops. He was wrong. There were golden arches around his apartment door. "It's just like McDonalds!" Gabby exclaimed. "It looks pretty." Damn, he was stuck with them now since Gabby liked the new look.

It was almost 8:30. Seemed like it should have been later than that. He was sure Gabby would fall asleep soon. He turned on the TV and sat her on the couch. Steph dropped off a bag of Gabby's things. There was a set of Snoopy pajamas, DVDs, coloring books, and a copy of Charlotte's Web. He remembered that Gabby liked bedtime stories. "Okay, Princess. Let's get you in your PJs, then I'll make popcorn for our movie. What do you want to watch?" He held up the DVDs.

"Dalmatians!" Apparently, this was a Ranger-approved Disney movie. He got Gabby changed, then changed into an Army tee shirt and sweatpants. He started the movie and tossed a bag of popcorn in the microwave. He pulled Gabby into his lap after flopping on the couch next to her. She put a hand on each cheek and gave him a lip smacking kiss. "I love you Uncle Lester." Thank God his couch was stain resistant because he just melted. She rubbed her nose on his and swung her arms apart. "I love you this much." He threw his arms wide open.

"And I love you this much." She giggled then proceeded to use his balls as a trampoline. Lester sucked in his breath. HOLYMOTHEROFGODFUCKINGSHIT!

"What's the matter, Uncle Lester?" He lifted Gabby off his lap and sat her on the cushion next to him.

"Nothing, Princess," he responded sounding like Mariah Carey. "I'll be right back." She giggled.

"You made a silly voice! Do it again!" He pulled himself off the couch and staggered bending over to his bathroom. "Are you lookin' for something on the floor, Uncle Lester?" Yeah….my balls.

"My contact lens fell out. Can you help me look for it?" Gabby got on her hands and knees and crawled along the floor looking for his contact. Okay, this was a little mean, because he didn't wear contacts. But this would keep her busy while he locked himself in the bathroom for a few minutes so he could cry.

The excruciating pain began to subside. Christ! He would have to wear a cup next time. He took a few deep breaths and opened the door. Gabby was sitting on the floor next to his bed. "Uncle Lester….look! I found a balloon." NO! Shit! Crap! It wasn't a balloon….it was a used condom. What Gabby did to his balls would be nothing compared to what Ranger would do to them.

"I want to blow this up," she told him as she brought the condom to her lips. FUCK! It was a scene that seemed to be playing in slow motion. He made a head first dive towards her and snatched the condom out of her little hands before it touched her mouth. He continued to slide and smashed into his night stand knocking the lamp on top of him. If his DNA was ever discovered anywhere near her mouth, he'd never even get the chance to register as a sex offender. His remains would never be found. He slowly sat up and shook the cobwebs out of his brain.

"Sorry Princess. This is a broken balloon. It's yucky 'cause it was on the dirty floor," he explained. Good…she seemed to buy that.

"I couldn't find your contract, Uncle Lester," she apologized. He started to feel a little guilty because she looked disappointed.

"That's okay. Let's go watch the movie now. The popcorn's done."

"Yea! Popcorn!"

Gabby drifted off to sleep during the movie. Lester continued to watch it because he wanted to make sure all the Dalmatians made it out okay. He looked down at the adorable little girl curled up next to him. He never expected to love kids as much as he loved Gabby. Then he met Kym, and for the first time in his life, he was hoping to have a little Gabby of his own one day. Of course, he just may have been rendered sterile after Gabby's acrobatics earlier. He was pulled out of his thought by a little whimper.

She winced and pulled at her ear. Her whimper turned into soft crying. Lester scooped her up into his arms. "Hey Princess….what's the matter?" he asked her softly.

"I have a tummy ache here," she cried. She pointed to the right side of her head. Shit. He brushed her bangs off her forehead. She kind of felt a little hot. Lester didn't know what to do. He didn't know what kind of medicine to give a kid. He didn't want to bother Steph and Ranger. He hated to bother Ella because she was sick. He decided to try Bobby first. Voicemail. Damn it. Okay….he'd have to call Ella. Louis answered because Ella was sleeping. She had just spent the last few hours heaving her guts up.

"No, don't wake her up. I'll think of something." Kym would know what to do, Lester thought. This gave him an excuse to talk to her. And Kym loved Gabby. She wouldn't mind helping out. Kym picked up after the third ring.

"This better be important, Lester. You know I'm working," Kym warned.

"Uh…I'm sorry, but I don't know what to do. Gabby's sick. I think she's got a fever and says she has a tummy ache in her ear. What should I do?" He could feel her whole attitude change.

"Did you take her temperature?"

"I don't have a thermometer here. I guess I can run up to their apartment and get one."

"Take her temperature and call me back. Look for some children's Tylenol or Motrin while you're up there," Kym instructed him.

"Thanks Kym. I knew we could count on you." Lester carried Gabby up with him. He found the thermometer and the Motrin.

"Can you get my Snoopy, Uncle Lester? He always makes me feel better." She sounded so pitiful.

"Do you want anything else?"

"My Snoopy blanket." He grabbed both and headed back to his place. Her temperature was 104 degrees. He immediately called Kym back.

"It's 104, Kym. What should I do?" She told him how much Motrin to give her.

"It sounds like she's got an ear infection and needs antibiotics. Can you bring her in tonight? Tomorrow's Sunday, and there aren't any doctor's offices open till Monday." There were consents for treatment on file at St Francis for all Rangeman employees. He was one of the people listed for Gabby in case of emergencies.

"Yeah….we'll be right there." He hated to call Steph and Ranger but they would be more upset with him if he didn't. He decided to call Ranger. Ranger instructed him to call him as soon as she was seen by the doctor. They were having dinner on a chartered yacht that was circling New York City, and it wasn't ready to dock yet. He didn't want Stephanie going crazy because she wouldn't be able to leave. Lester assured him that he had things under control and would call him later. "Come on, Princess. We're going to go see, Kym. She's gonna make you feel better." It broke his heart to not hear her cheer. She gave him a little smile as he got all her stuff together. He stuffed his feet into sneakers, grabbed a jacket, wrapped her in her Snoopy blanket and headed to the hospital.

TBC

Author's Note: We must remember that this story was written for Kym's pleasure. I let Kathy have Tank at her own request because she wasn't thrilled to be Mrs. Joe Morelli. So hopefully, Kathy is happy now. But again….this story is for entertaining Kym. We must all put our own selfish needs aside and think of Kym.