Dylan was folding some baby clothes for her daughter and she was listening to Rancid on full blast. Elijah was outside with Jon playing football and Dylan was preoccupied with getting everything ready for Raelynn's arrival. Then, she felt her phone vibrate. She picked up and saw that the caller ID was Detective James. "Detective?" Dylan asked.

"Mrs Brooks I have some news that you might want to hear. Is it alright if I stop by your house?" Detective James asked and Dylan looked around, still stunned and she said "Uhm sure"

Then the other line went dead. Dylan looked at her phone, still baffled and confused at to what news Detective James had for her. "Must be more news about the case" Dylan mumbled to herself. Then, she placed the last folded onesie down and she went into her bedroom and prepared herself for the detective's arrival. Then, the doorbell rang. "Coming!" Dylan shouted. Then, she grabbed Phil's sweatshirt and she went down the stairs. She grabbed the doorknob and she said as she opened it "Detective James thank you for-"

But she couldnt finish her sentence. Her body froze and her heart was pumping out of her chest. She looked like she was seeing a ghost. More like the Undead. Dylan swallowed a lump in her throat as she saw a tall figure standing in front of her, arm tatoos up the ying yang, hazel eyes, outgrown beard, lean, muscular body, and his hair was shaggy, long and brown. He smiled and he said "Dylan"

Dylan's jaw dropped and she said in a low whisper "Phil"

Then, Jon and Elijah came into the house and they both saw Phil. Jon's eyes widened and his heart leaped out of his chest. Was he seeing the undead? "Daddy!" Elijah said and he ran into his father's arms and Phil picked up his son and he held the young boy tightly. "Oh Elijah I missed you so much"

Then, he looked at Dylan and he said "All of you"

Dylan smiled alittle and she said to her son "Elijah go upstairs and wash up"

Elijah got down and out of his father's arms and he went upstairs as Phil and Detective James both came in. Dylan closed the door and she said "Wh-why dont we all sit down"

Then, all four adults sat down at the kitchen table. Dylan couldn't help but keep staring at her husband. He was dead. She felt his lifeless body. What was going on? She asked herself. Then, Jon broke the silence "Ok spill it, Brooks. How the hell did you survive a gunshot to the heart?"

Phil sighed and he said "That's because I wasn't in the house"

"What?" Dylan asked. Before she could ask any more questions, Phil explained it;

"I overheard Styles talking to someone about having me killed. So I had someone be me for the time that Styles would come in and tried to kill me. I was outside when all of the commotion was going on. I actually knew Detective James before hand and I asked her to help me go into hiding for a few months so that Styles could leave you alone. I only did it to protect you and the kids, honey" Phil said and he took Dylan's hand into his own and he held it. Dylan looked at him and she said with tears in her eyes "I'm just so happy you're home"

Phil smiled and he said "So am I. And I promise you, this is the first and ONLY time I ever leave you and the kids"

Then, he kissed Dylan's hand and he then added to Jon "And Jon thank you for helping Dylan with Elijah and the baby"

Jon just gave Phil an accepting nod and then, he stood up and left. He went to his car and gripped onto the doorhandle and he breathed out in frustration. "You know," Detective James said as she stood right next to Jon's car. "You should be happy that Phil's home"

Jon just looked at the detective and he said "You wouldn't undersand"

Then, he got in his car and drove off