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 Five(Epilogue)

Ranger heard pounding on the bathroom door and smiled. He had just finished drying off so he grabbed the robe he hardly used. He opened the door to his little girl with her outstretched arms and picked her up. "Hi Daddy! I missed you." She smacked on his lips and hugged his neck. "Ewe Daddy…your hair is all wet." Ranger kissed her back.

"I just got out of the shower, Gabby," he explained and set her down on the counter next to him. "How are you feeling today?" She smiled.

"Fine. Me and Uncle Lester had lots of fun." Ranger lathered his face with shaving cream then began to shave. "I went pee-pee in the potty and wiped my 'gina." The sensation of fingernails on a chalkboard over took him, and he jerked the razor. And he thought her saying the word penis was bad.

"Shit," he muttered as he surveyed a trickle of blood that began to run down his neck.

"Daddy…you said a bad word again," she scolded him. He grabbed a tissue to press against his neck.

"I know, Gabby. I'm sorry. What else did you do?" The blood flow stopped, and he continued to shave.

"We went to McDonalds, and Fat Ass wouldn't give me a Pepsi until Uncle Lester said he would knock his teeth down his fuckin' throat." Damn…he cut himself again. Gabby smiled. "He gave me a Pepsi and lots of toys." Okay…calm down. His men weren't used to having a little girl around all the time. Even he slipped up around her. He had to cut Lester a little slack here. He looked down at her smiling face. He forced a smile back as he reached for another tissue. "And I had a pink milkshake, too."

"Was it good?" He inspected his neck again then went back to shaving.

"Yes, Daddy. Then there was a lady with a booger, and she yelled at Uncle Lester, and Uncle Lester gots stuck in Mayor McCheese, and she was gonna call the cops on him. She was ugly." Ranger smirked at the idea of Lester stuck inside Mayor McCheese.

"Then what happened?"

"Uncle Lester did this." She gave Ranger the finger, and he nicked himself again. "Then the Fire Partment came, and Uncle Lester did musical farts….You deserve a break today at McDonalds…we do it all for you. Then Aunt Kathy came, and we went potty, and I wiped my 'gina again, and Mayor McCheese spit Uncle Lester out." She covered her mouth and giggled. Grabbing a third tissue, he turned to her.

"Did Uncle Lester teach you how to do that?" Gabby smiled proudly.

"Uh huh." Then her little face fell and bottom lip began to quiver. "But Uncle Lester told me not to show you that, and I forgots." He was weighing the urge to kick Lester's ass versus comforting Gabby. No contest. Gabby always came first. He pulled her into his arms.

"It's okay, Gabby. Don't cry," he told her softly.

"I don't want Uncle Lester to be mad at me," she cried.

"He's not going to be mad at you, Baby Girl," Ranger assured her. He won't have time…because he may not live that long. Stephanie appeared in the doorway.

"What's wrong, Gabby? Does your ear hurt again?" She reached out for Stephanie. Ranger handed her over. "What happened to your neck?"

"I cut myself shaving," he explained.

"I don't want Uncle Lester to be mad at me 'cause I did this." She gave Steph the finger. "I'm not 'aposta show Daddy, and I did." Steph bit back a smile. She knew Ranger's blood was starting to simmer. And Gabby didn't even get to the good stuff yet.

"It's okay, Gabby. But that's something that's really not nice for little girls to do…okay?" Steph kissed her nose.

"Okay, Mommy."

"Let's let Daddy finished getting ready, and we'll have breakfast," Steph suggested. Before he needs a blood transfusion, she added to herself.

"Yea! Breakfast. I'm hungry, Mommy." Steph closed the bathroom door and put Gabby down. She grabbed her cell and called Bobby.

"Hey….do you have any of that sedative left?.....The one that makes you forget?....Great. I think you better bring some of that up here……Yeah, Ranger's starting to get a recap of last night. She didn't even get to the main stuff yet, and Ranger's cut himself shaving a few times already…..Thanks, Bobby." She tossed her phone back into her bag.

Ranger emerged from the bedroom, fully dressed, with tiny pieces of tissue stuck to the razor nicks on his neck. Stephanie had poured the coffee and placed a basket of bagels on the dining room table. Ella was sick so she was trying to do her best. Cooking was still not her thing. "I thought we'd have a quick snack, then pick up Gabby's medicine, and then go out to IHOP for breakfast," she told him.

"Yea! IHOP! I want pancakes, Mommy," Gabby cheered. Ranger looked down at her little smiling face. Once again, he couldn't deny her. Especially after feeling so guilty about not being home when she needed him. Ranger looked over at Stephanie and nodded in agreement.

"So what else did you do?" Ranger sipped his coffee.

"Uncle Lester had boobie books for Uncle Bobby's medicine," she told him excitedly. Porn! He warned Lester about the porn, and he still left it out! God Damn him!

Stephanie watched as the veins distended on Ranger's neck again. This was bad. He rose out of his seat.

"I'm gonna kill him," he muttered softly before rushing to the door. Steph attempted to grab his arm but missed. So, she stuck out one of her long legs and tripped him. "OOOOHHFF!" Ranger landed hard with a loud thud. Stephanie jumped on his back to try to delay him till Bobby could get there.

"Yea! Twister!" Gabby called out with glee and applauded. She pointed to the large cocktail ring on Stephanie's finger. It was a family heirloom from Abuela Rosa that Ranger had given her on their first anniversary. "You better splube your cock ring, Mommy, so it don't get stuck in Daddy's butt!" Stephanie felt Ranger freeze up underneath her. The shitith hath hitith the fan! Bobby…where the hell are you?

"Ranger….calm down," Stephanie told him calmly. He wiggled himself over, flipped Stephanie, and pinned her under him.

"Calm down? Calm Down? What the hell did he do with my little girl last night? Don't tell me to calm down, Babe!" he growled.

"Yea! Wrestling!" Gabby cheered. "Looks like Daddy's winning, Mommy, so say your prayers!" Then Gabby proceeded to perform a spot on imitation of Kym in the throes of passion. "Oh God! OH MY GOD!" Holy fucking shit! My three and a half year old daughter just imitated a woman having an orgasm! Ranger lost all control at that point. He practically leapt off Stephanie and ran for the door. Stephanie grabbed him by the ankle, and Ranger fell head long once again.

"He's a dead man!" While Ranger was pulling himself up and heading for the door, Stephanie ran to her purse and grabbed her Taser. She caught up with Ranger just as the elevator doors were opening and zapped him in the ass. Ranger fell like a stone. His head landed in the open elevator. Gabby ran up behind Stephanie.

"What's Daddy doing, Mommy?"

"Oh, Daddy forgot he had to take a nap," Steph explained as she picked her up. "He stayed up all night because he was worried about you." Gabby frowned.

"So Daddy's gonna sleep right there?" Stephanie gave her a smile.

"Yeah, Sweet Pea. He was really tired." She carried Gabby back in the apartment. The elevator doors closed on Ranger's head. Sensing an object in the doorway, they immediately opened. She put Gabby down and called Bobby. They watched as the elevator doors attempted to close again on Ranger's head. "Oh…Bobby….you'll need to take the stairs……Hurry up….I had to stun him and he's out."

A few minutes later, Bobby and Ram were picking Ranger off the floor. He was starting to come around. Stephanie held the syringe behind her back. "W-what happened?" Ranger asked groggily as they helped him towards the bedroom.

"What's the last thing you remember?" Stephanie cautiously inquired. Ranger furrowed his brow in concentration.

"Were we on a boat?" They set him down on the edge of the bed. "My head hurts." Stephanie did the happy Snoopy dance. Gabby covered her mouth and giggled. Bobby and Ram exchanged confused looks.

"You're so silly, Mommy!" Stephanie slipped the syringe into Bobby's hand.

"Yeah, we had dinner on a yacht last night. You….uh…slipped on….um…some squid. Yeah, you slipped on some squid on the dock and hit your head. You really need to lay back down and take it easy today. You fainted by the elevator," Stephanie lied.

"But Mommy…." Stephanie covered Gabby's mouth with her hand, and they backed out of the bedroom.

"Get your jacket, Gabby. We're going to IHOP."

"Yea! IHOP!" Gabby ran to her room to get her jacket. Stephanie hurried back in the bedroom. Ranger had taken his boots off and laid back on the bed.

"Do you want us to bring you back something?" He shook his head.

"No thanks, Babe. I think I will just lay here for a little bit. I feel so strange." He rubbed his temples. "You and Gabby enjoy breakfast." She gave him a kiss and pulled Bobby and Ram out of the room. She closed the door behind them. Ram and Bobby waited expectantly.

"He was on his way to kill Lester. I tried to hold him down till you got here but had to stun him. The elevator doors must have given him a concussion…thank God! We don't need the drugs this time," she whispered. Bobby and Ram snickered. They heard through the grapevine about the Morellis. Ram actually had the privilege of seeing Lester stuck inside Mayor McCheese. Gabby bounded over with her jacket.

"Okay Mommy! I'm ready." Steph knelt down and put her jacket on. "Don't forget that Uncle Lester has all your boobie books, Uncle Bobby. They're for your medicine!" Bobby looked at Stephanie.

"Um…Gabby found Lester's….magazines. He told her they were yours." Bobby looked down at the syringe in his hand.

"You know, Steph…." he began, "maybe we should give him this. Don't you think it's better to be safe? I mean you can't always count on amnesia from a concussion." Steph bit her lower lip. She looked at Gabby's smiling face.

"You're right. Better to be safe than sorry. And Lester just got back with Kym. It wouldn't be fair to Kym to let Ranger kill Lester now," she agreed. "Ram, could you take Gabby down to the car and put her in the booster seat, and we'll be right down."

"Can I get pancakes, Mommy?" Gabby asked her as Ram picked her up.

"You can get whatever you want, Sweet Pea. Uncle Bobby and I are just going to check on Daddy before we go."

"Yea! Pancakes!" Ram and Gabby headed for the garage. Bobby handed Steph the syringe.

"I'll hold him down, and you pop him." She nodded in agreement. She cracked the door.

"Ranger?" No answer. She motioned Bobby to follow her. They silently counted to three, and Bobby threw himself on top of Ranger.

"What the hell?" Ranger yelled as he was startled awake. Stephanie jabbed the needle into his hip. "OW! What are you doing?"

"Oh…nothing. Go back to sleep," Stephanie told him. Bobby got up and ran for the door.

"What do you mean….nothing? What the hell did you do to me?" He started to get off the bed, and Steph threw herself on top of him. Thank God this shit worked fast. She could feel him losing strength and see his eye lids getting heavy. A few moments later, he was out cold. She got off the bed and joined Bobby in the living room.

"Lester really owes you for being such a good friend. You might have saved his life!" Bobby just shook his head.

"I wasn't trying to save Lester. I was more worried about myself. That son of a bitch blamed his porn on me! This was self preservation," Bobby replied. Stephanie snorted.

"Now do you see why we don't get out much anymore?" Stephanie grabbed her bag, and they headed to the elevator. "How much more of that stuff do you have? Lula and Tank are babysitting Gabby next. She's not only going to pick up a couple new words, she's going to come back with a whole new language!"

The End……for now