A few moments later, Tom, Harry and Dougie showed up. You could see the worries in their features as they gave me a sympathetic smile. They looked rubbish with shaggy clothes and flip flops, their hair all messy and greasy. As soon as they got closer, the three of them hugged me at the same time, a hug that showed how much they care about me. i could smell their aromas, which instantly made me feel better. They pulled away and took a good look at me, trying to read me, searching for clues of how I was doing, Tom still caressing my back. I kept my head down, looking at my own daughter, playing with her little fingers, waiting for them to say something. "how are you feeling, Dan?" Tom asked, sitting right next to me. He sounded a bit unsure if he should talk at all. I just nodded, i couldn't really speak about how i felt, there was this storm in my brain that made me scared of the future and at the same time i was like ok i can do this, everything will be ok . We all kept in the same way in silence looking at each other till Harry tried take Olivia in his arms, i look at him unsure, my hands still on her. "its ok, me and Dougie are going to watch her for a while so you can talk to Tom" with that said, he and Dougie walked through the other side of the room, where there were a few chairs. They sit there with Liv at Harry's lap. I smiled at them playing with her, grabbing her hands and making her giggle at their stupid faces. But my smile faded as i felt Tom touch my forearm, i looked at him and sighed. "talk to me, Dan" I explained everything i knew about the accident, how much i fear raising Olivia all by myself, and the worse: i needed to identify their bodies. Tom comforted me during my whole talking, and was there, by my side, when i was identifying The Wellers. He hugged me so tightly, so caring as i cried all my tears on his shoulders.

The journey back home was quiet, nobody was into talking, during the recent news. Harry was in the front, next to Tom who was driving. they sometimes checked me through the rear view mirror. Dougie was by my side, turned to Olivia, he looked amazed like he has never seen a baby sleeping before. That thought made me chuckle a bit. And Olivia. Well Olivia, as i said, was sleeping in my arms, snoring lightly. I ran my fingers through her hair softly, every now and then whispering in her ears "i'm here, baby, i'm here" She didn't even knew what was happening, she couldn't understand what all of this meant. She'd be missing her mum soon, and how i was going to explain that she's dead? she doesn't know what death means, and, well, i can't replace Amy nor her memory. We got back at my place, Tom parked the car in front of my house, and looked at me. "Mate, are you sure you don't me to cancel my weekend? Giovanna won't mind, you know" I just shook my head "Yeah, Danny. Tom's right. We can schedule for some other time. Izzy wont mind either" Harry reassured "No, really its ok, I'm ok, if something happens i'll call my mum." I couldn't mess up their romantic holidays with their birds. They've been planning it for months, I'd feel really bad if they didn't go because of me. And I'm sure my mum would love to come here and see Olivia, it was no problem at all. "I could stay at yours to help you, Dan" Dougie said with a weak smile, surprising everyone. "I wouldn't mind at all, and you know, as i've got any girlfriend I'm gonna stay here too, so..." he sit up straight, now grinning. "Come on, Dan, we would feel much better if you got someone to support you." Tom stated. "And, not that I think Dougie is a great help, but he can be useful" They were all staring at me waiting for my answer, anxiously. I looked back at Dougie deep in his eyes and smile weakly "Yeah, I guess it'd be ok if you stayed."

Me and Dougie got inside the house, with Olivia still sleeping upon my shoulders. I looked the door and went straight to Olivia's bedroom, laying her in the crib. I protected her with a pink blanket, full of ballerinas and gave her a goodnight-kiss. I watched her for a moment before heading my way downstairs again, where i found Dougie sitting on my couch with his legs spread, waiting for me. I went over him and took a place in my sofa beside him. I grabbed the remote and started to switch channels. How the hell wasn't anything good on? I payed for 300 channels to have nothing to watch, great. I finally gave up and turned the tv off. I sighed. There was an awkward silence in the room, Dougie was staring at me at the corner of his eyes, probably thinking about saying he was about to speak i got up "I'll get some clothes for you... in the corridor there is cabinet with pillows and duvets, so... yeah!" I went up stairs and grabbed an old gray t-shirt and shots. when i got to my living room everything was already set up for Dougie. "Here" I was giving him the clothes when he suddenly pulled me into a hug. I stood still, not knowing how to react, and he pulled away. He smile at me and thanked me. Shouldn't I be the one saying that? I nodded and headed upstairs not in the mood to talk. "Good Night, Dan"