Still Jacks POV:
"I-I'm sorry J-Jack" Les said starting to cry.
I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath trying to calm myself down. It's not that I was mad at Les, I know he hadn't meant to, but this was one of my only shirts and now it was ruined.
"Les it's okay" I said trying to act calm, taking off my vest so that I was only wearing my under shirt "I know you didn't mean it."
"But your vest is all yucky now" He said crying again "and I don't have any money to buy you a new one!"
I signed waking over to the bed and sat down, trying to comfort him best I knew how, "buddy, like I said, it's not your fault. Your just feelin really nasty right now and you body did what it dose, that's okay."
He whipped his eyes and sniffled, looking up at me, "you sure your not mad?"
"Sure" I said standing up "are you still feelin sick to your stomach?"
"No I don't think so" he whined rubbing his stomach lightly "but it still hurts a lot, and that smell ain't helping much."
I cringed slightly looking down at the mess on the floor, then back to Les who gazed at me with his soft sorry eyes. "No problem buddy" I said tucking him as I had seen David do before "you just try to sleep and I'll clean this up umm best I can."
He turned over and once I thought he was asleep I started looking for something to clean the mess up. I found an old rag and started to clean it. After a few seconds of trying I realized it wasn't working and went to get up and find something else. Then the door opened for me to see David, his arms full, walking in.
"I'm back" he said softly realizing Les was asleep.
"It's about time" said Jack walking up to meet him "this little guys a hand full, plus he got sick on me."
"I know I know I'm sorry" he said putting all of the stuff on the table near him and then walking back over to Les. He gently put his hand on the younger boys forehead trying to not wake him up.
"His fever went up" David said to Jack standing back up, "I'm getting worried."
"Don't" said Jack placing a brotherly hand on his back "he's going to be fine."
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David's POV
"Davey? Jack?" Les whined looking up to the too of us.
"What is it buddy? You fellen like your gonna be sick again?" Jack responded grabbing the bucket beside the bed for him.
"N-no" he said tears forming in his eyes "I want my mommy."
"Oh buddy come here" I said siting on the bed beside him and taking him into my arms "I know you want momma but she ain't here right now, all you got is Jack and me, but momma will be back real soon, then she can take care of you, alright?"
"But it's not the same" he cried leaning into my shoulder "you and Jack just ain't mommy."
"I know what you mean Les" I heard Jack say, looking down at the crying boy, "no one can replace any mom."
"H-how do you know" Les said calming down a bit.
"Come over here to me, I wanna show you something" Jack said reaching his arms out to Les, who crawled outta mine to his.
Jacks POV
I gently picked up Les and went to show him my masterpiece. I really didn't want anyone to see but helping Les was much more impotent than my pride right now. I walked him over to a back wall in the shack that was cover by a curtain.
"Is that all you wanted to show me?" He asked confused looking at me for some guidance.
"No it's what's behind it, but you have to promise not to laugh" I said smiling to the small boy.
"Okay" replied and I opened the curtain to revile what I had worked on for so long.
Les POV
Jack opened the curtain to show me a huge painting of some woman's face. She was young and beautiful; even looked a little like Jack.
"Wow" I responded looking over the painting "you made that?"
"Yep" Jack replied nodding his head "Les this is my momma- or all I have left at least."
"All you have left?" I asked shocked "when is your mommy coming back Jack?"
"She's not coming back Les, when I was younger than your age my momma died and now she lives up in heaven."
"Your mommy d-died" I said shocked and sorry that I had be whining for mine, "I'm sorry Jack."
"Hey hey buddy it's okay" he said hugging me tightly "I might not have her but I have her photo and I have my memories."
"But then Jack, who made you fell better when you were sick or hurt?" I ask curiously wondering if it could work for me.
"Just delt with it my self" he responded with a sad smile "but growing up I would have killed for the love you get from David and your family, your very lucky Les."
"Umm never really realized it" I said with a yawn leaning my head against Jacks shoulder, "guess I am."
"Come on buddy" Jack said picking me up again "let's get you back to bed."
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David POV.
"Thanks for getten Les calm" I said dipping Les's dirty shirt into the cleaning water, "I know that must have been hard for a tough guy like yourself."
"Had to do what I had to do" he said rocking Les softly "anything to let him know it was gonna be okay."
So there you go! I know this story was like super bad and I'm sorry it's over so fast (plus the ending is terrible). Life has just been really chaotic for me lately with my sickly grandmother moving in and grandfather losing his mind, but that's no excuse. I really am sorry guys and I promise I'm going to write a new Newsies SickFic when I have more time. I love you all, stay beautiful!