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. This is a Gabby story.

Part Four

Lester put Gabby in her booster seat. It was decided that Kym would ride back with them, and Lester would drop her off the next day to get her car. Lester felt like a huge weight had been lifted. First of all, Gabby was feeling much better. And best of all, it looked like Kym was giving him a second chance. They still had a lot to talk about, but hell…at least it was a start. He hopped into the driver's seat and turned to back out of the space.

"Uncle Lester?"

"Yeah, Princess?"

"What was Aunt Kathy and Uncle Joe doing?" Shit…shit…shit. He thought he dodged that bullet. He looked over at Kym. She had her hand over her mouth to hide her laughter. Lester closed his eyes and winced. Think man! Then, the light bulb flashed over his head.

"Oh….they were playing….um…Twister. Yeah…that's it. Twister. And….uh…Kathy hurt her butt…uh…I mean back. Kathy hurt her back. And…um…Joe was just…uh...holding her up."

"Did Aunt Kathy hurt her back 'cause Uncle Joe didn't splube his cock ring?" Oh God! This is so not happening right now! Lester began to sweat. How the hell do I answer this one? Okay….let's just try avoidance, denial, and distraction.

"Uh….I really don't know, Princess. How about we get some ice cream?" Please God…let this work….I swear I'll even go to church tomorrow!

"Yea! Ice cream!" Praise Jesus!

"You took the easy road on that one, Les," Kym laughed. He shot her a lopsided grin.

"Hey…I was an Army Ranger. We were well trained." He pulled into the drive-thru at the Dairy Queen. "But nobody ever anticipated the variables that come out of that one's mouth."

"Uncle Lester?"

"Yeah, Princess?"

"Can we go to Friendly's? Dairy Queen is yucky. I'm not allow to say that it tastes like shit 'cause Daddy said that's a bad word." Lester looked nervously at Kym then looked at his watch. It was just past midnight. He wasn't sure if they were open.

"Um….I'm sorry Princess, but I think they closed." And with that, she began to sob. It wasn't a wailing-bratty cry. It was a my-little-heart-is-broken cry. Shit. His mind began to race. Yeah…they closed at midnight, but there still should be someone there, right? Maybe he could strongly persuade someone to make her a sundae? His gun was in the glove compartment.

"I can't believe you are even thinking about that," Kym said breaking him out of his thoughts. Did he say that out loud? Maybe she just knew him too well. She turned in her seat to face Gabby. "How about we go to Stop & Shop and buy our own ice cream? We can get all different kinds of toppings…."

"Can we get chocolate sprinkles?" Gabby asked through her sniffles. Kym is a goddess! And he hoped to make her see God later tonight.

"We can get your favorite ice cream and chocolate sprinkles," Kym replied. The tears magically dried up and out came the smile.

"Yea! Sprinkles!" Gabby applauded. "And can we get some walnuts, too?" Lester and Kym looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"Sure, Princess. You can have some walnuts."

"I love you, Uncle Lester." Man…if things worked out with Kym and they got married, he hoped to have a little girl like Gabby.

"I love you too, Princess."

Gabby squeezed between Lester and Kym on the couch as she ate her ice cream. Lester put on the TV so they could watch the rest of 101 Dalmatians. As expected, Gabby fell asleep before she finished her sundae. Lester put his arm around Kym's shoulders and pulled her closer. "Thanks Kym. I don't know what I would have done without you tonight. You know how much Gabby means to me. I…I hope you know how much you mean to me. I love you, Kym." She sighed.

"I love you too, Lester. My feelings for you weren't the problem."

"I know. I'll change. I promise. I'll do or be whatever you want. Please, Kym…come back to me," he begged. "I promise not to fart another song as long as I live." Kym smirked.

"Les…I just want you to be yourself. I don't want you to change who you are. I just would like you to grow up a little." She took hers and Gabby's dishes and put them on the coffee table. "I know you like farting. I'm not all that crazy about it, but that's something you can save for when you're with the guys. There's a time and a place for everything. I mean, come on, Les. At my cousin's wedding, you farted Here Comes the Bride. And you drowned out the organist." Lester put his head down.

"The ring bearer liked it," he muttered.

"That's because he was five, Lester. Then he tried to fart the Ave Maria." Lester started to laugh at the memory but quickly became somber from the look she gave him. "You're getting too old for the frat boy routine."

"I'm sorry. I promise…no more farting. Well…farting for entertainment purposes. I can promise not to ever fart because if I eat Mexican food…." Kym waved him off.

"I get it! If I hear any…gas…that resembles a show tune and it's over…for good this time," Kym warned him. Lester grinned.

"Does this mean what I think it means? You're taking me back?" Kym nodded then kissed him. Oh, she tasted so good. He leaned further into her and remember that Gabby was sandwiched in between them. He pulled back.

"Uh…let's take this in the other room," he insisted. He stood up and repositioned Gabby on the couch. He placed Snoopy beside her and covered her with the blanket. She didn't even stir.

"Maybe we shouldn't…." Kym began.

"NO!....I mean no. It's way past her bedtime. She's down for the count." He pulled her up and led her into his bedroom. He took a quick peek at Gabby. She was still dead to the world. He quietly closed the door and turned his full attention back to Kym. He attacked her like a starving man. They frantically pulled off each other's clothes. Lester scooped her up and took her to bed.

Heaven. Lester was in heaven. She took him back. He thought he had lost her for good. Now, he was making love to her again. The feel of her hands and mouth on his body was driving him crazy. "Being inside you is so much better than Mayor McCheese," he moaned. He felt her body hitch.

"I knew that was you," she told him. He furrowed his brow in confusion. How the hell did she know that? "We have a police scanner by the radio. Who else would it have been?" She smiled and kissed him again. Damn.

They became so into each other that neither heard the door open. Lester could feel that she was close. He could always read her body language. He knew he wouldn't be far behind. Kym began to cry out, "Oh God! OH MY GOD!"

"What are you doing with Kymme, Uncle Lester?" Lester looked around the room to confirm the presence flames and brimstone as he was sure he was now in hell. Cast there by the Angel Gabriella. Kym quickly grabbed the comforter and covered them. Hell would actually be the preferred choice because Ranger's punishment would be far worse. What was he going to say? How was he going to explain to Ranger that he just gave his three and a half year old daughter sex lessons? This was bad. This was worse than the porn magazine. Come on, Asshole! Think! Think fast!

"Uh…..we..um…were wrestling, Princess."

"Yea! Wrestling!" Gabby cheered. "Were you winning, Uncle Lester? Is that why Kymme was praying?"

"No….I think Kym won that one," Lester replied. Yeah…she got to finish, and I didn't. Lester grabbed his tee shirt and handed it to Kym. "Are you okay, Princess?" She folded her arms on the bed and rested her chin on her hands.

"I waked up by myself, and I was a'scared. Can I sleep with you?" Kym nonchalantly pulled Lester's tee shirt over her head. He was sure that finding his daughter in bed with him naked was probably on Ranger's Things That Should Never Happen But If They Do I'll Rip Their Dicks Off list. He had grown pretty fond of his favorite body part over the years.

"Where's the Children's Motrin?" Kym asked him.

"On the counter in the kitchen. Why?" Kym kissed his forehead.

"Because I think it's time for another dose. It will help keep the fever down." Kym slid out from the covers and straightened the tee shirt which almost fell to her knees. "Come on, Gabs. I'm going to give you some medicine before we go to sleep." Gabby took Kym's outstretched hand as they walked to the kitchen. Oh snap! Not only was she hot and great in bed….she was a genius too! Lester quickly jumped out of the bed and grabbed his sweat pants. He made a dash for the bathroom to properly dispose of the 'balloon'. Gabby and Kym came back hand in hand as Lester emerged from the bathroom.

"You ready to go to bed, Princess," he asked her as he picked her up.

"Uh huh," she answered through a yawn. He placed her in the middle and slid in behind her. Kym got in from the other side. "I love you, Uncle Lester." She kissed the tip of his nose. She turned to Kym. "I love you, Kymme." She rolled onto her stomach and settled in between them.

About five minutes later, Gabby sat upright and gasped. "I forgots Snoopy!" She jumped to her feet and walked over Lester. Her right heel squarely connected to his groin. Lester sucked in his breath.

"Oh God!" he squeaked in something close to a high C that would shatter glass. "Not again!" Gabby giggled as she slid down the side of the bed.

"You're so silly, Uncle Lester," she told him as she ran to get her Snoopy. The bed shook with Kym's laughter.

"You should try out for the Bee Gees," Kym joked then snorted. Another comedienne. She caressed his right cheek with her hand. "I would kiss it and make it better, but we'll have to save that for another time." Okay…she's forgiven. He heard little footsteps approaching the bed then became face to face with a fuzzy white beagle. She had tossed Snoopy on the bed before climbing back in. Lester quickly rolled to his side and covered his crotch with both his hands.

"I'm back," Gabby announced as she crawled over Lester to get back in between them. It wasn't long before they all fell asleep.

Lester woke up to a little hand draped over his nose. He turned to face the little girl snuggled between him and Kym. He yawned and stretched. What a night, he thought. It was never dull being around Gabby. Although he loved this little girl to death, he was glad the night was over. But if it wasn't for Gabby, he wasn't so sure Kym would have taken him back. He brushed her bangs out of her eyes, and she began to stir. She opened her eyes to Lester's smiling face. "Hi Uncle Lester." She crawled onto his chest to give him a hug.

"Morning Princess." He kissed her cheek. "You feeling better?"

"Uh huh. We gots to be quiet 'cause Kymme's still sleeping," she whispered in his ear.

"I bet she'd wake up if we tickled her," Lester whispered back. Gabby put a hand over her mouth and giggled.

"I heard that," Kym groaned. Gabby gasped.

"You waked her up!" Gabby gave her a hug. It was 7:30. Lester was covering a 10:00 to 18:00 shift. They had to get moving so he would have some alone time with Kym before he had to take her back to her car. Kym took Gabby to the bathroom. After taking care of business and brushing her teeth, Lester took her hand and led her to the couch. He put on cartoons. His cell phone rang. He wasn't surprised to see Stephanie on the caller ID.

"She's doing fine. We just got up," he told her. "Just let me wash up and change, and I'll bring her right up." He put the remote on the coffee table. "I'm just going to get ready, Princess, then I'll take you upstairs to see Mommy and Daddy…okay?"

"Okay," she replied with a smile. That smile should be registered as a lethal weapon. It could drop the toughest man to his knees. "Can I have some juice?" He grabbed one of the boxed apple juice containers that he always kept for Gabby. "Thank you. I love you, Uncle Lester." He kissed the top of her head.

"I love you too, Princess." Kym was in the shower. He watched her shadow through the door as he brushed his teeth. He was going to do it right this time. There was no way he was going to do anything to lose her. He lifted his leg and let out a trumpetous blast.

"I heard that!" Lester froze. Damn. That was just morning gas. Shit! "You're lucky I was never good at Name that Tune." Lester let out the breath he didn't even realize he was holding. The smell wasn't exactly kind in the small bathroom, and he flipped on the vent fan and cracked open the door. He hadn't paid much attention to the sound of the TV in the living room, but this was different. He could hear moaning and groaning. Holy fuck! Gabby must have changed the channel! With toothpaste running down his chin and dripping onto his bare chest, he raced to the living room. There was Gabby sitting on the couch with the remote in her little hands. She pointed to the TV.

"Look, Uncle Lester!" she exclaimed. "They're playing Twister!" He looked at the TV to see a woman down on all fours with a man servicing her from behind. And he thought the nightmare was over. WRONG! He threw himself in front of the TV to block the screen as he frantically looked for the power button. "What's the matter, Uncle Lester? You're all red again."

"Um…I….it's….uh…." Come on. Think of something! Help me, God! It's still early. I can still make a later mass. "The TV's broken, Princess." Shit…that was the best I could come up with? Lester Santos…the Master of Bullshit….and all he could come up with was the TV is broken?

"How come the TV broke?" Yeah Lester…how come the TV broke? You're the Master. Wow her with your pearls of wisdom.

"I don't know, Princess. It just broke." He ran a hand through is hair. "Get all your things together while I grab my shirt, and I'll take you to see Mommy and Daddy." She slid off the couch.

"Okay," she agreed as she ran to get her Snoopy. Holy Shit! Yeah…I still got it. He followed her into the bedroom and pulled on a shirt. He helped her put her stuff in her bag. He grabbed the medicine off the counter. He didn't even want to waste time putting their shoes on. He picked her up and took her to 7.

Stephanie answered the door. "Mommy!" Gabby threw herself into Steph's outstretched arms. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too, Baby. I'm sorry we couldn't get home when you were sick. How do you feel?" Steph felt her forehead.

"I feel good, Mommy." Lester showed her the medicine and told her when the next dose was due. Kym had given him the rest of the bottle of Augmentin so they wouldn't have to run out the next morning to get the prescription filled.

"How'd things go?" Steph asked as she let Gabby down.

"Where's Ranger?" he asked her cautiously looking over her shoulder.

"He just jumped in the shower. Why? What happened?" Lester gave her the highlights of the evening. Steph cried she laughed so hard.

"He's gonna kill me, Steph. She walked in on us last night and was watching porn this morning." Steph gave him a hug.

"I'll handle Ranger. I really appreciate you watching Gabby for us. I'm sorry you got stuck with taking her to the ER, but I know she was in good hands." Steph put the bag on the counter. "I can't believe what happened with Kathy and Joe. Oh my God. She's probably going to cut it off for putting her in a spot like that!" Lester smirked.

"I hate to say this, but if Gabby didn't get sick, Kym and I wouldn't have gotten back together." He looked at his watch. "I gotta get going, Steph. I have to drop Kym off to get her car before 8:45 mass." Stephanie raised her eyebrows. "I know. The world's probably going to end, but I have to thank the man upstairs for Kym and to pray to save me from Ranger when he finds out what happened." Steph pushed him towards the door. "See you later, Princess!" She ran over to give him a kiss and a hug.

"I love you, Uncle Lester. I had lots of fun!" He hugged her back.

"Me too, Princess. Me too."

TBC

Author's Note: Okay….I said this was going to be the last part. I lied. Well, I didn't lie exactly because I thought it would be the last part. The last part…and the final part….will be Gabby telling Ranger how much fun she had with Uncle Lester over breakfast. It might not be as long as these chapters, but consider it more an epilogue. I think better when I compartmentalize my shorter stories. And thanks to all the people that have been following this. Your reviews mean a lot. It lets me know that you are all having as much fun with Gabby as I am writing her!