A/N okay so it was a sudden inspiration. I was reading fanfiction and this just sorta happened. (OH SHERLOCK REFERENCE). And yes, this is a shameless self insert. Yes, it's a sort of Mary Sue type of story. Yes, it very generic. And go ahead and tell me that. Rant about it in the comments even. I don't care. I'm proud of it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Dan or Phil, the Sherlock theme, or London. Or anything besides my bed, my pj' s, or my kindle.

"OH I LOVE THIS SONG! TURN IT UP!" I yelled.

"AJ please quiet down. I have to make a phone call." My mom scolded me.

"Mom, are you sure you should talk on the phone while driving?" I asked uncertainly. "I don't think it's a very safe thin-"

"AJ it's fine." My mom said, cutting me off. She looked down to type in the number, and I looked around. There wasn't anyone around. I guess it'll be fine.

The Sherlock theme rang out. I checked who was calling me. Oh, it was Phil.

"Sup gurrl." I said

"Hey AJ. When you and mom gonna be here? Dan's going on a mad cleaning spree, and I need some relief from the vacuum."

"We'll be there in a few. Hang on, I'm coming to the rescue." I said as I hung up.

Yes. Phil Lester a.k.a. AmazingPhil is my brother. And yes, I'm his sister driving up to see him.

I put my phone in my pocket, and them looked up to a car coming toward us at a very high speed, and my mom distracted.

"MOM! LOOK UP!" I said, wasting no time.

She looked up a second to late, with just enough time to see the car collide with ours.

The only thing I remember from the crash is my ribs being crushed slightly, my mom's airbag not inflating, and the sound my mom's head made as it cracked on the dashboard.

It seemed to last an eternity, but it was really about 30 seconds at the least. The crunching sounds stopped, and I looked around, after determining that I had no head injury. My right arm was free, so I pulled out my phone and dialled 999 while trying to wriggle out, somehow succeeding.

"Hello 999 what's your emergency."

"Hello." I said steadily, way too steady for someone who was just in a crash. Probably shock. "I was just involved in a crash on Stuperman road, near the large Top Shop sign. Please send help." I was starting to sound more hysterical with each word.

"Were sending people over right away. And please calm down miss, just breathe with me, okay? In, out, in..." She said in a soothing tone.

After a few minutes, I heard a siren. I looked up to see an ambulance, a fire truck, and police cars. They parked next to me and hopped out of their car. Most ran over to the wreck, while a few ranran over to me.

"Ma'am, are you hurt?" They asked. As they asked me that, I realized that my ribs felt as if they were on fire.

I wrapped my arms around my torso. " Ribs..." I gasped out.

The paramedics lead me to the ambulance, and told me to sit down on a stretcher. I complied, and the pain lessened. The police then came over and started questioning me.

"What happened miss?" One asked. I told my story, while little bits of sympathy floated out of their mouths. After I had finished, the paramedics asked me for an emergency contact.

"Do you have a dad we can talk to?"

"Nope, he left and isn't coming back. I do have a brother though." I told them Phil's number, and then I was loaded into the ambulance and then we drove off.

We arrived at the hospital, and I was taken into a room. Very boring one at that. To pass the time, I made a mental list of everything that couldcould be improved. It was very long.

Finally the doctor came in.

"Hello Miss Lester. Are you I much pain?" He asked, examining the bandage work that the paramedics did.

"Not really. It's just a bit sore now." I responded. "Has my brother been contacted? Oh he's probably worried sick."

"A bit of soreness is expected. As for your brother yes, he has been contacted he should be here any min-" The doctor was inturrupted by a knock.

The nurse poked her head in. "Miss Lester' s brother and his friend are here. Should I send them in?"

The doctor looked at me. "You ready to face the world?" He asked jokingly.

"Sure." I replied

The nurse left, and returned a minute later with two tall boys behind her. The shorter one, Phil, had tear tracks on his face.

"AJ!" Phil said as he came over to hug me. He was... crying?

I hugged him back. "Phil, Dan." I said, acknowledging Dan in the corner.

The doctor stepped up. "Mr. Lester, I'm Doctor Rollins, AJ' s doctor. She has only sustained a few cracked ribs. Your mother however," he looked back and forth between me and Phil, "won't make the night. I'm sorry."

I sat still, watching Phil. I knew she wouldn't make it, not after the way her head cracked. Phil just sat down on the bed, head in his hands. Dan was next to him comforting him.

The doctor cleared his throat. "You can take AJ home tonight, just check her out at the front desk." And he left us to our mourning.

Dan was the first to speak. "We should probably get home." He said.

We all got up and left, Phil checking me out of the hospital.

A/N FIST CHAPPIE DONE! I'm sorry if I get anything that's British wrong, I'm American... Please review and, if you dare, favorite and follow! Next chapter should be up sometime next week, Tuesday maybe? Loves and cookies for everyone!

~ Ms. Moonshoes Potter