*Dan POV*
My eyes flutter open, white walls greeting me. I hear a soft snoring beside me. Phil is sat in the chair by my bed, sleeping. He looks...young. I mean, he looks about...26? I look down, and see the hospital gown. Why am I in hospital?
A nurse comes in the room and sees my eyes open.
"Oh my God, Daniel, you're awake! Let me just go and get a doctor. I'll be back in a sec!" Just before she leaves, I ask her to wait, and my voice comes out different.
"What's the date?" I ask her.
"19th of December, 2013! Now I'm just going to grab a doctor" 2013?! Last time I checked, it was 2028! I turn my attention to Phil, who is just waking up. He sees me and smiles, before his eyes widen to the size of Jupiter and he stands up.
"Dan! You're- you're awake! I need to get a-"
"Don't worry, the nurse has gone to get one. Now I want you to tell me what happened" his eyes fill with tears, and he sits down. He opens his mouth and wipes his tears away.
"Well, we'd had a fight, and you were drinking. You'd taken paracetamol and they reacted, you needed to have your stomach pumped. You've been in a coma now for-" he looks at his watch "three months and twelve days" I gasp. So, getting married to Phil, having Alexa, everything that happened...that was a dream? But it was so vivid! I can remember every detail. It can't have been a dream! But everything that happened, I could see from different points of view. I remember being Alexa, being at school, I remember being Phil, being depressed, and being Carrie, and obviously myself. I hear two sets of footsteps coming rapidly down the hallway, followed by an exhausted looking doctor entering my room.
"Mr Howell! How are you feeling" I sigh.
"Groggy" I complain, and he smiles.
"That's normal, you've just slept for three months! Are you in any pain at all?" I shake my head.
"Now listen, Dan. The surgery you underwent was very dangerous, and that's what caused the coma. Now, we're going to keep you under a watchful eye for a couple days, just until you come to. When we do let you home, remember you can't drink for at least a month. Do you live alone?" I nod.
"So are you going to be okay?" Phil stands up this time.
"I'll look after him, don't you worry, doc!" The doctor smiles and nods at Phil.
"Okay, thank you, sir. Now Daniel, just call for me if you feel any pain, okay? Bye, Daniel"
"Okay, thank you, doc!" When he leaves, I sit up slowly. I think about the dream I had. How depressed I was when Phil left me. I know that people in comas aren't meant to think, to feel, to dream, to remember, but I remember every detail. I was so busy remembering that I didn't hear Phil calling my name until he shouted in my ear.
"What what what?" he giggles.
"I've told Chris and PJ that you're awake, they're no their way! How are you feeling? It's been a while!"
"Random question, what do you think of the name Alexa?" He looks at me confusedly.
"I love that name! I always wanted to name my daughter that, if I had one. That, or Nicole" I take a quick breath.
"Listen Phil, I had a dream when I was out. I know that's weird for someone in a coma, but I did. It was us, in fifteen years time. We had a daughter, Alexa, and we were married. She got taken away from us, and we got divorced. It made me realise, I love you, Phil. And my life without you will be really rubbish. I was so depressed without you, and even though it was a dream, and to be perfectly honest, I have no idea /how/ I dreamed, aren't people in comas meant to be completely dead-to-the-world? Anyway, even though it was a dream, it made me realise that I couldn't live life without you in it" I take a deep breath and close my eyes, preparing for the impact of the harsh words that I'm sure he's going to say. His lips on mine come as a surprise, and I open my eyes, pulling away. He smiles widely, his blue eyes glowing in the hospital light.
"Dan, the only times I've been home from this hospital in the past three months are to change my clothes and shower. I have been living off of the nasty hospital food for three months and you don't think I feel the same way? You silly turnip!" I can't help but smile, and he presses his lips to mine once more, only this time, I kiss back. It feels like heaven. This is where I'm meant to be, kissing Phil, for the rest of my life.
"I'm so glad you woke up" he says as he pulls away. "My life without you wouldn't be the same"

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