Welcome to the second the last chapter of this story! I thought about make some more but I felt that the story was enough as it is, and I couldn't have completed it anymore. I hope that you enjoy it!

Dan P.O.V

My head smacked against the wall, and I slid down, feeling the room wobble.

The door slammed a few seconds later.

I felt very dazed for a few moments before the room come back into focus, and I was staring at the wall ahead of me.

Had he really meant that? Did Phil actually believe that this was all his fault, when I knew that it just… couldn't be.

All the time we had spent together in the hospital, where he had stayed with me and helped be become who I am now. He taught me all about how we met, and who we were. Things that we had done, and even about home, all the little things we collected and the funky models and objects we had obtained over time together.

My head was still touching the wall, so even though the room wobbled, I knew I could do something about it.

The hall way seemed so much longer as I propped myself up and staggered dizzily down to the first door I could see. Falling through the threshold to the living room, I hastily wandered to the thing I looked for.

It rang many times, but I did not allow it to stop, calling again and again until the voice I needed to hear spoke finally.

"Dan? Phil? What's going on, we couldn't hear the phone properly before- "

"PJ it's me, just… just come here, please. Both of you if you can."

There was silence down the line.

"We're on the way"

The line cut dead and I slowly placed the phone down, knowing if I moved any quicker then I would surely fall. The room was hazy, and the darkened sky casting absolutely no light into the room didn't seem to help.

The wind howled and battered the windows.

I stood up and held my hand out, reaching for the table and missing heavily, stumbling into the wall and sliding down for the second time.

Rain hit the ground harshly outside.

The floor met with my face, and I was once again motionless. Coldness ran through my veins and I found no effort to move. Everything began to spin and became a blur, until it all went black.

Phil P.O.V

Rain whipped across my face as the wind ferociously guided it in gusts that send many bins and litter gliding in the air, crashing into buildings and cars alike. I pulled my hood up as the cold, biting air nipped painfully at my face, and I moved on with my eyes on the ground, following the grainy foot path numbly.

It's time to move, or you'll never catch me…

His voice was mocking and bitter, much like before, but I pulled my hood closer to my ears. It was getting stronger, and soon I would finally know where the voice was coming from or where it was leading me. Some roads were winding and others followed in complicated patterns that I could not remember. I was just following, being led to a mystery place that I hoped in some way would stop this torture.

I thought you wanted to save me, Phil…

I turned right sharply, into a quiet Cul De Sac where trees were beaten down by the gales of wind and heaving rain. The streets shone brightly as the water bounces right off the ground in an aggressive manner, and the sky flashed for the first time that night.

The road was too familiar, yet I could not place why. The houses fell apart around me and the pathway disappeared - was nearly there, so nearly there… just a little more…

"Dan… Dan…"

Voices swirled around my mind like a tornado, disappearing before I had a chance to comprehend it. The floor swayed beneath me and my hands tightened to keep control.

"Dan, wake up…"

The voice was familiar but I couldn't hold onto the sound long enough to be able to understand who's it was. It was dark and quiet.

"Dan!"

My eyes flashed open with a start and I was lying on my back, on the floor, with green eyes hovering above me.

I was staring at the darkened ceiling above me, where the lights were still off and the car lights flashed by two floors shoulders felt rough and painful, as did everything thing else, but I was being shaken awake while my eyes felt heavier than anything than I had known. It made me feel sick.

"Come on, sit up…"

A new pair of hands pulled me up as my head fell heavily in front of me, and the voice, as light as a feather rang clear through my mind.

"Dan, you could have told me this was happening almost every day." Bella's voice was much more stern than I had first anticipated, and I looked up to see her face blurry; there was a clear distinction of anger I hadn't seen before mixed with concern. I felt instantly guilty.

"It wasn't my main concern…" My voice was slurred and quiet.

"It should have been! You should have told me before, when it was happening all the time, rather than me having to find out." My eyes fell to the ground, but instead she hugged me tightly and spread warmth through my bones. Pulling away, she looked directly into my eyes searchingly and moved her hand to the back of my head, where it was sore and stinging all of a sudden.

"Did he do this?" she did not have to mention a name, as I knew who she was talking about straight away, as o remembered my head smacking the wall god knows how long ago.

"No… I mean, yes he did, but he didn't mean it… I got in the way and he wanted to leave. He didn't mean it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes" I answered quickly, and both PJ (who had silently retreated into the other rooms and returned) and Bella looked at each other quickly and back at me. "He left before, but I have no idea when"

"Didn't he say where he was going, anything at all"

"Nothing, he got really upset, I couldn't tell why but it woke me up and he got angry at me… for no reason at all. He tried to leave and I tried to stop him but he wanted to go."

"It's not your fault, you know that" I was sure than Bella had some kind of power of reading minds, because she managed to see through my face which I tried with all my might to keep as normal as possible, but inside I felt guilt beyond anything I had ever felt before.

"But I tried to stop him, and I couldn't…" I answered glumly.

"And that's in the past now. We just need to focus on what we need to do now and what we can do tonight."

I looked up again, between Bella an PJ I knew they had planned something that I didn't know about. PJ stepped forward and spoke for the first time.

"See, he called about ten minutes ago – we were nearly here and he had seen us after he had gone – and after you spoke to us, Bella had the idea that we would have to get him some help. Proper help. And I knew for a fact, that since everything turned upside down, he wouldn't want any of it, because he had managed so long on his own, and he thought that you needed the help much more than him. But when he told us he had walked away, I tried to convince him there and then that he needed help and that we can get him help straight away." PJ stopped for a moment, and sparked many questions.

"But… what did he say, if he didn't want help?" my voice was shaky.

"Well, that he didn't want help. Basically told us to mind our own business and that he was doing okay. That's all he wanted to say on the subject really."

I looked out the window, thinking hard. There were places where he could have gone. Places that I, a different person to who I was before, couldn't recall from one day to the next. There were so many roads we had walked down together that I had no recognised, even though we had been there since. He would even go out and tell me where to go, yet I would forget, I could never remember anything…

It was just like building a puzzle, only to find that the last piece is missing. The stress that the bit of information that you needed, wasn't even there in the first place, and only that piece was important now. Nothing else you saw mattered, because all of It was there. Just like I could walk. I would talk. I could do the things that were so basic. But the last piece of the puzzle was everything about me that I no longer had and could no longer retain anything to replace that missing part.

Then everything clicked.

"I know where to go", I said quietly, almost as a whisper. Both looked at me, confused.

I stared both of them in the eye and thought carefully about how I was going to explain this to them.

"We're going back to where it all began."