Seven and a half hours later, Jazzy and I landed in London Heathrow, tired and nervous. Without saying a word, we went and gathered our stuff before going through customs and out to the front of the airport.

"He's picking us up, right?" murmured Jazzy, looking around quickly. I nodded, also looking around for Dan. We obviously had no way of knowing where their flat was, so we had to wait. He knew when we were supposed to land, now to find him.

"Danielle!" both of us looked in the direction of the yelling, Jazzy being the first to spot a slowly walking Dan coming towards us.

"Dan, over here!" she called out, grasping her bags and heading over, and I quickly followed her.

It didn't take long for us to reach him, lunging our bags. He didn't look too hot at the moment. Actually, he looked worse than when we talked on Skype.

"Any change?"

"No. He's muttered and screamed a few times, but hasn't woken up." Dan sighed, taking one of my two bags and motioning us to follow him out. Seeing the man in front of me like this hurt a lot. I was the cause of this…

"Dan?" he didn't look back at me, only humming to show that he had heard me.

"He'll be okay, I promise."

"I hope you're right."

The rest of our trip to Dan's apartment was done mostly in silence, except when he explained to Jazzy and me how to get a ticket for the Underground. Lord I hate trains…

So while we rode, I distracted myself by messaging Marzia to check on Felix. I didn't know the twitter of either Jacks or Nate's girlfriends, or if Ian and Anthony had one, so all I could do was hope.

"Dani," The quiet voice so close made me jump and whip my head up from my phone. Dan was staring at me like some strange creature, which was slightly disconcerting.

"Yes?"

"We are getting off at the next station."

"Oh, Okay." I agreed, looking away to Jazzy, who was ignoring the world with her headphones in. Or, I think she's ignoring the world, who knows.

Dan and I fell back into an uncomfortable silence, so I distracted myself thinking of how I was going to pull Phil and the others out. It was gonna be a bitch to do, especially with Dan and his fear of supernatural things…

"This is our stop." Again, he startled me. Quickly I grabbed Jazzy and followed him off the train into who knows where London. Apparently the train ride had let him calm down some, because he smiled a little as he led us through the train station, joking,

"You're gonna be the envy of all the fangirls; you'll see where we live!" Jordan laughed, debunking my 'ignoring the world' theory,

"Better move then, or you'll be invaded!" All three of us grinned, and fell back into a more comfortable silence as we walked. There wasn't much to talk about that wouldn't bring up the current problem anyway.

I didn't get any responses from Marzia, so I had no clue about how any of the others were, and after about a ten minute walk, Dan paused in front of a flat complex and pulled out a key.

"This way." Once inside the building, we walked up a flight of stairs, through the door to their actual apartment, then up two more flights to the office. Needless to say, Jazzy and I were panting slightly, but Dan was obviously fine.

The room was still dark, only illuminated by the dim glow of the game opening screen.

"Good, it's still open…" I mutter, stepping into the room and pushing the desk chair out of the way. Phil was laying on the couch, so I didn't have to worry about moving him luckily. Behind me, I heard Dan ask Jazzy something, but I just focused on setting up for what I need to do.

First, I set white, black, brown, pink, gray, and purple candles in a loose circle throughout the room. Once those were set, I put a small bowl of water, my athame, which is a ceremonial knife for cutting herbs and channeling, and a small bowl of herbs down. Finally, I put statuettes of Hermes and Kronos down. I'm a hellenistic Wiccan, hence Hermes and Kronos, or Travel and time/space.

"There. Hey Dan?" I turned around, only to stop and blink. Dan was staring at my set up in shock. "Dan…?"

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" He squeaked in shock, making me snort slightly.

"What does it look like? I'm setting up to go get Phil." I pinned him with a glare. "You cannot honestly believe that he just went into a coma for no reason." Dan went silent and just stared at me.

Sighing, I turned away and pulled out some bread and a bottle of oj. It was all I could pick up at the airport that was remotely natural. Carefully I placed them in front of the two statues and prayed silently. After a moment, I turned back to Dan and motioned for him to come over to me. Reluctantly he did so.

"Alright, sit down in front of the bowl, and grab both of my hands." I knelt down, lighting each candle before settling down next to Dan, who took both my hands.

"Good, Jazzy, shut the door please? And make sure everyone is safe while we do this." She nodded and settled on the couch next to Phil, absently playing with her phone. Ignoring this, I turned back to Dan.

"Now, close your eyes." I waited till he did so.

"I'm going to start, okay? I want you to focus on getting to Phil." I got a slow nod, though I could tell he was nervous, which makes sense. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and grounded myself quickly before welcoming the elements and gods to the circle, my voice falling into a rhythmic chant.

Once that was done, I began the spell and search.

Not even a minute passes before I feel myself falling and slowly pass out, still gripping tightly to Dan.