Who's Dan? Who's Phil? Doctor Who?

by fitzdillore22

Dan wakes up next to a woman he doesn't even recognize but she claims to be his wife 'Where's Phil' He asks out of panic to which she only replies with worry "Who's Phil?" Phil's in a mansion he doesn't know, he calls for Dan but Dan is gone. He checks the Internet to find out Dan had killed himself years earlier the external crisis too much to bare. Doctor Who in comes later.

11. Chapter 11

"Phil?" He heard. He froze, the tears half way down his cheeks dribbled then stopped. "Phil." He heard the voice again, a little closer this time. Who was it? Who dared interrupted him as his whole world was crashing on top of him. He lowered his hands slightly and tilted his head to the voice. "Phil is that you?" A female was approaching, someone he didn't recognize, but her voice was kind and gentle, something this world lacked. He wiped the rest of the liquid from his face, straightened, and waited as she approached.

She had on a green, handmade scarf that covered most of her brown hair, she wore a tanned trench coat that fitted her rather well and had on bright blue trainers that were unique as they were stylish. She had on black framed glasses that reminded Phil of the Internet News that he and Dan used to do in that other world. When she arrived, she wiped her brow, revealing her red painted fingernails that matched the fading, flaking paint of the rusted slide. Phil wanted to cry again but she asked a question that brought him to unsure happiness:

"Do you know Dan Howell?" She was American and beautiful in the moment she asked that wonderful question.

"Dan?" Phil croaked, his throat seizing up and contracting with joyful tears. "Yes, yes I know him, very, very well." He smiled and felt tears returning to him as he rose to tower over her to ask: "Do you know him?" She grin hopefully and nodded, tears eking out of her own hazel eyes.

"We've been looking for you everywhere, Phil!" She looked so relieved and happy to see him. "Now, come on, we need to get you two back before every parallel world goes down!" She grabbed his arm and began to led him away when he stopped following. "Phil?" She turned to see Phil glaring at her with anger in his eyes.

"Is this some sort of prank?" He began, feeling the anger rising.

"Prank?" She looked concerned and hurt at the thought. "No Phil, this is real-"

"Prove it!" He yelled interrupting her "Prove to me that this isn't just some sort of sick joke!" She stared at Phil in disbelief for a minute before scanning the park, as if the answer would come bounding out to her.

"Phil, why would I lie?" She asked, a hand on her chest, which ached at seeing one of the most kindest people in their world turning hostile and into an interrogating accuser. "I'll prove it to you when we get back to the ship. Dan will be there and the Doctor will explain everything. Just please, trust me." She held out her hand, Phil saw the hurt in her eyes and decided to see where this went and grabbed her cold hand, still not trusting his luck.

They ran away from the park and down an alleyway for a while before coming out into a side street that was even more dilapidated and deserted than the park. At the park, there was at least a squirrel or two, here, there was nothing. None even a rat running across the street.