"Sick? How is she sick? What's wrong with her," Justin asked

"She has breast cancer," Alex sobbed.

Justin pulled Alex into his arms and rubbed her back.

"Oh Alex," Justin said, "I am so sorry. I had no idea. I know how close you and Harper are. Harper's going to be okay. I just know that she is. She has you as a friend. She has you as like a sister"

"I'm scared Justin," Alex said, "It's not fair. Why Harper? She never did anything wrong. She never was bad. Why Harper? Why not me?"

"DON'T YOU EVER SAY THAT AGAIN," Justin yelled, "NEVER! DON'T YOU EVER WISH IT WAS YOU ALEX. THAT IS A HORRIBLE THING TO SAY ABOUT YOURSELF."

"I'm a bad person Justin. Harper is a good person"

"Don't you ever call my little sister bad again. You are not bad Alex. You were the one who saved the world from the evil angels and you're the same person who did a lot of amazing things. Don't put yourself down like that. We'll get through this. I promise."