Dan's POV

"God dammit where is Phil?!" he thought frustratedly. It was raining hard, very hard, and it felt like icy buckets of water were being splashed onto his body. He and Phil had been out hitting bars and drinking with a rather large group of friends, and the group spilt up into two about halfway through the night as some wanted to go to an Irish pub for a while, and others wanted to go to an upbeat, loud party style bar. He had gone with the party bar, and Phil had gone with the Irish pub. He and Phil had a policy that whenever they were out drinking alcohol and they were separated, they would meet at the foot of a bridge a few blocks from their apartment to make sure the other one was okay and had made it back safely. The rule was, if they weren't both there by 1:45 AM, the one at the bridge would go looking for the other, just to make sure. It was 1:30 AM and Phil still wasn't here. Dan sighed to himself and put his hood up and his hands in his pockets. He was freezing. His phone was dead, so there was no way to contact Phil- or play angry birds to entertain himself. He was looking across the bridge, taking in the view as it was really quite beautiful, when he saw someone, completely alone on the bridge, walking towards the other side. They looked little, and had what looked like a pale purple hoodie on, with dark black jeans. It looked like a female. He was bored and as he was convinced she didn't even know he was there, he watched her grow closer and closer until she was close enough to read her face. She was beautiful, with short, cropped dark hair above her ears with gold- reddish streaks in it. She had electric green eyes, which, Dan realized, were spilling out tears. She looked immensely sad, but also had this determined look on her face. Dan began to feel queasy, and knew something was wrong. And then, so quickly if he had blinked he would have missed it, she threw one leg- then both- over the railing and held on with her hands, her body facing the churning, deep, rocky, ice cold water below. She was planning on killing herself. Dan tried to remain quiet as he rushed towards this girl; for some reason he felt personally responsible for her. As he moved closer, he could hear her broken sobs piercing the air much clearer. He moved directly behind her, and said

"Hi, my name is Dan."

She turned her head slightly, taken aback. After a pause, she murmured

" Hi, I'm Kaitlin."

"Hi Kaitlin!" Dan replied in a friendly tone. "I don't think you should do this tonight."

She sighed, and another heartbroken sob broke the air.

"Why not?" she asked in a deflated tone, more tears falling from her eyes.

" Why don't you come back over the ledge for a little while and we'll talk about why." Dan replied in a soft, gentle tone.

She agreed to come back over, and tried to turn herself around and almost slipped off the bar she was standing on. Dan caught her just in time, his strong arms wrapped securely around her body. He lifted her easily, she was very light. He brought her over the edge and sat her down on the wet pavement. He sat down next to her and took off the coat he was wearing and placed it around her shoulders.

" You don't need to do that" she muttered quietly, wrapping her arms around her middle.

"You can use it much more then I can" Dan replies, and turns towards the girl,

" Katilin, can you tell me what's going on?"

She sighed, opened her mouth and began to speak.

A/N: Hey! I'm sorry if this wasn't up to standards but please be easy on me, I haven't written any fics in over two years and this is my first Danisnotonfire fanfic. If there's anything you'd like changed, like the formatting or anything, please let me know. Oh and on British words and phrases and stuff: I know absolutely nothing so it will probs be horrible throughout the entire story, sorry :(

PLEASE PLEASEEEE PLEASE REVIEW! I don't want to be that review thirsty author, but like I said this is the first time I've written in foreverrrr and my first danisnotonfire fic. I need feedback badly, lol. Okay I will update soon I promise! Xoxoxo- Emma