AN: I do not own Dan nor do I own Phil. People are not possessions.

Chapter Four- George's Pov

We ran in, and Dan was huddled over what seemed to be a body, though it was breathing. We ran over, and he was holding a guy with black hair, and a fringe a bit like Dan's but to the other side. He was really pale, and I wondered whether he was normally that pale. Dan was pressing kisses to his face and to his nose and hands, yet the person was still out cold.

" Dan, come on, lift him onto the bed." I told him gently.

Dan picked the boy up, and sat on the bed, placing the boy on his lap, running his hands through his hair, and pressing kisses to the top of his head. We tried to get him to come down, but he just gripped on tighter, and glared at us.

" I'll phone an ambulance." Megan said.

" I'll text someone to let them know."

I got his phone, and he had fifty messages from people titled Pj and Chris. I opened one of them not bothering to read the message, just to text them and let them know that we had found the boy.

Hi, I am George. The boy's soul mates friend. I am not sure of the name of the name of the boy, and his soul mates name is Dan, just to let you know. He is unconscious, and we are taking him to the hospital. Are you able to come down here? We're in York. Can you send us some info about him for when the ambulance arrives? Thanks

George

" Dan, I have spoken to the boys, I am not sure if they are related or what, but they are going to send you some information on him, okay?"

" Mine." Dan whispered, pulling the boy closer.

" I know Dan, I know, but we need to make sure he's okay. Yeah?"

He nodded.

The owner of the B&B walked in.

" They aren't coming to take him to the hospital. They have an idea what is wrong with him, so they are going to deal with him here." The owner said.

" Thank you." I said for Dan.

The phone I was holding dinged, and I opened the message up.

Hello George,

We're Phil's friends, Chris and Pj, yeah Dan's soul mate is called Phil. We are heading down to York, where abouts in York are you? Okay, we are sending the information now.

Name: Phillip Michael Lester but everyone calls him Phil.

D.O.B: 30th January 1992

Place he lives: Manchester

Allergies: None

We are on the train now. We will be there in around an hour.

Please send a picture of where you are.

Chris and Pj

" Dan."

He looked up at me.

" His name's Phil Lester. He's 15." I told him.

He smiled slightly, continuing to run his hands through the boys hair, and kissing his head. Dan wouldn't take his eyes off Phil, his arms wrapped around him. For the first time in ages, Dan looked happier than normal. He wasn't perfectly happy, but I knew he would be once Phil was awake.

The ambulance arrived while I was taking pictures of the place to send to Chris and Pj, so that they could find out where Phil was. The doctor looked him over, and they said that he would wake up within twenty minutes after they gave him an injection of something, and they told us that when he was to wake up we had to give him a lot of food.

Two people I assumed to be Chris and Pj ran in before Phil woke up. They each had a worried look upon their faces, and were biting at their lips anxiously holding hands tightly.

" I'm Pj." The curly haired one said.

" And I'm Chris." The other one said.

" Nice to meet you. Phil and Dan are in there."

They followed me in, and Pj and Chris rushed over to Phil. They tried to get a look at Phil who had started stiring, but Dan held him tighter, refusing to let him go.

" Dan, you don't want to make Phil uncomfortable do you? Why don't we go over here, and let Pj and Chris bring him up to date?"

" Okay." He said eventually.

Chris and Pj sat on the bed as Dan came and stood by me. I placed a hand on his arm, smiling at him. He smiled back, before turning to watch Phil who was coming to.

Phil's Pov

I opened my eyes, but the room was spinning, and I felt a giggle erupt from me. I couldn't stop it. I curled into a ball, giggling and squeaking with unrepressed laughter that I was allowing to be free. Allowing to be let out. Inside of me, I knew that it wasn't right for me to be randomly giggling, but I couldn't stop it.

Pj's Pov

Phil hadn't noticed us, he was just curled into a ball giggling like a small child playing with their favourite toy. I shot a look at Chris, and we both moved forwards, putting a hand on Phil's shoulders, to try and to get him to look at us. He didn't show any reaction of any sort indicating that he had noticed us, instead he carried on giggling.

" What's the matter with him?" George asked.

" I don't know. He isn't normally like this." Chris said.

" Can I see him?" Dan asked.

" I guess it won't be too much hassle."

Dan moved towards Phil, then sat beside him on the bed. Phil was still laughing. Dan wrapped his arms around Phil, and he stopped giggling. He cuddled into Dan, and Dan ran his hands through his hair, pressing a kiss to his head.

" He seems happy." Megan commented.

Dan continued pressing kisses to Phil's head. Phil just snuggled closer into Dan. Suddenly he blinked and shot up. He stared into Dan's eyes, not blinking. Dan continued to do the same, and they both were held as in a time freeze.

Dan's Pov

His crystalline eyes stared into my soul, piercing it with love that I had for so long wished to feel. I kissed his head, and he curled further into me. I held him tight into my arms as he still didn't speak.

" I'm Dan." I told him.

He blinked at me sleepily before curling into my side. I ran my hands through his hair, and he sort of meowed slightly. I giggled tiredly, curling up with him. We were curled up with each other, and I closed my eyes. I felt someone drape a blanket over Phil and I, but I ignored it as I fell asleep.

Pj's Pov

We left them too it as they started to fall asleep. I placed a cover over them, but then we left. We went into a spare room that a manager had said we were okay to use. We all knew something was wrong with Phil, Chris and I for definite, having known Phil longer, but it wasn't difficult to tell. Not in the slightest.

" What's the matter with him?" George asked.

" I don't know, there has to be something." Chris said.

I didn't speak, using the energy within me to concentrate on remembering something that seemed to be niggling at the back of my mind. It was there, right on the edge, and I knew I needed to find it out to incover what was wrong with Phil.

'Think.'

'Think.'

'Think.'

'Come on now this is important, think.'

Chris's Pov

Pj had blanked out. It kind of scared me. I sat down next to him, trying to get his attention. I put my hand into his, and nuzzled the top of my head against his face, and yet there was no reaction. I continued doing this, as creepily Megan and George watched.

" Peeeeeej." I whined, trying to get his attention.

He wrapped me into his arms, but yet he said nothing. I continued trying to get his attention, growing more worried by the second. Why on earth was he this way? I tried to reassure myself it was probably just the worry of what was happening to Phil which had got him, but I couldn't be sure, and it was always best not to make assumptions.

Suddenly, he shot upright, and I knew whatever had been wrong with him had been resolved, or he had remembered something. Yet now I had to work out what it was out of him. Sometimes after doing things like this he would be open, and he would tell them, or he would hide it to himself, only reluctantly telling anyone.

" Peej, baby, is everything okay?" I whispered.

" When they wake up, we need to get Phil home. Immediately." He said with urgency in his voice.

" Why, what's the matter?" Megan asked, nibbling on her lip.

" Chris, do you remember when Phil's Mum said that Phil might have that madness thing early because of his early maturity?"

" Yeah..."

" So what if that's happened."

" Oh God." I whispered, and I some how knew that I had paled.

" Yeah, it seems likely, so we have to get Phil back to her. They'll know what to do."

" We're going to have to at least wait until tomorrow morning now." George said.

" Good point. But we need to get there as soon as dawn comes, okay?"

" Right." I agreed.

" What now? We need to eat." Megan said.

" Okay, we'll order, and then I'll feed Phil if I have to." Peej said.

" I can help as well." I told Pj.

" Thanks Chris." He murmured, pressing a kiss to my head.

" It's okay." I whispered back. pressing a kiss to his cheek.

" We'll go order then." Megan said, pulling George out of the room.

I turned to Pj, and pressed my lips to his. I could feel his smirk as he kissed back, fighting me for dominance. I let him be dominant, and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. I opened my eyes slightly, and sensing it, he did the same. We stopped kissing, staring into each other eyes, and looking into each other.

" I love you so much Chris."

" Not as much as I love you Pj."

" I love you more." He whispered, going back to kissing me.

When we pulled apart, I whispered back.

" I love you more."

" No me."

We continued kissing passionately, until we heard a knocking on the door. We quickly pulled apart, flattening our hair and t-shirts before I opened the door. There stood George. He was holding a menu, and by the look on his face, he knew what we had been doing, but it didn't seem to bother him.

" We're ordering." He said.

" Okay."

We came out of the room, and we told them what to order us and Phil, while they bought it. We were all paying for it, except Phil, as none of us wanted to take his money when he wasn't right.

It arrived fifteen minutes later, which was relatively quick. Chris and I ate ours in the tv room at the b and b, watching tv, and sat opposite us was Megan and George. We had woken Dan who had refused to leave Phil, so we had left him to eat in there, and he said he would feed Phil as well.

We all knew that Dan would be clingy with Phil for the next couple of weeks, so we weren't too worried.

Dan's Pov

I fed Phil who was snuggled up against me, and he slowly ate his chow mein. He seemed comfortable, and content, and for that I was glad. I wanted my soul mate to be happy, but I knew there was something wrong with him, and that would need to be seen to. I wasn't too bothered about going back home. I had a feeling Phil would want to be near his family, so of course I would go with him.

" My Philly." I whispered.

He sighed comfortably, and he snuggled closer to me. He had yet to speak properly, but I knew that one day he would. I kissed the top of his head. I did want to kiss him on the lips, but I didn't want to do it when he wasn't right, as I didn't have his permission, and that would be not right. Not in the slightest.

I continued pressing light kisses to his forehead, pleading for someone to inwardly tell me what was wrong with my Phil. There had to be something.

" Phil, I don't know what is wrong with you, but according to Pj and Chris, you aren't normally like this, but I am going to help you, promise." I whispered, feeding him a bit more of his chow mein.

He gulped it down, and he seemed fine. I smiled at him. He snuggled closer, and I was tempted to just go back to sleep with him, but he had to eat, even though I had. I continued feeding him, and he kept trying to move his face away from me so that he didn't have to eat any more.

" Now come on Philly, the doctors said you have to eat." I whispered cooing to him softly.

He tried to struggle for a moment longer, before he settled into my arms, and he allowed himself to be fed the food. It seemed to take him a while to eat each bite, and he seemed to be annoyed at himself as he wasn't able to achieve what he was trying to do. He was taking massive gulps of air, and seemingly trying to withhold tears.

" Phil?" I asked worried.

He was gulping manically, and I moved to sit in front of him, giving him space to breath. He was taking huge gulping breaths as he struggled against whatever was holding him back. He was grasping his hands together tightly as he tried to breath.

" Philly, come on breath."

I could tell he was trying, but it wasn't doing much good. I looked around for something or someone that might have been able to help, and on the floor, I saw a small lion. I picked it up and placed it on the bed next to him, and he grasped it with his hand, pulling it closer to him, as he continued taking in the racking breaths.

" Okay Phil, come here please." I said cooing to him softly to encourage him close to me. I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew that I needed to do something. I wrapped my arms slightly around him, running my hand down his back, hopefully reassuring him.

" Okay, deep breaths Phil, in, hold, out, okay?"

He nodded, and I assumed he was nodding to what I was saying. He did as I said either way, and eventually, he stopped and relaxed against my side. I pressed a kiss to his temple, cuddling him, and running my fingers through his hair. His food lay abandoned, but I wasn't bothered, we needed to find out what was wrong with him, and quick.

We eventually fell asleep, happily curled up together and comfortable. I knew that from that point on, there was hope that things would get better.