**Owen's POV**

I smiled at Dylan who looked happy opening my gift.

"Do you like it?" I asked curiously.

"I’m obsessed with it. Thank you Owen. You're like my big brother," he replied with a big smile.

"No worries boy! Get well soon. I might take you fishing."

"You promised? But Quinn won't let me go. You know she’s very strict."

I gently rubbed the beanie he was wearing. "Take it easy. As long as I'm around, I'll find a million reasons for your sister to let you."

Yeah, that's me to ...