I walked in slowly, my body felt numb all over as I walked over to Phil's bed, the door closed behind me as we were left alone in the room, I sat down and laid my head on Phil's chest,
"You can't be gone, Phil...please come back..." I whispered, tears falling faster and faster, "I promised that you would come home with me and that's what I want, your laugh and smile have brightened my life, I was lost for eighteen years until you showed up..." I said, bringing my head up and cupping Phil's cheek with my hand, his face was so cold, "But I can't do this without you, I can't go on without you, that's...that's why you have to come back, I need my Phil back..." I said and squeezed his hand, of course I wasn't expecting an answer so I sat back in my chair, I'm not giving up on you. It hadn't been more than five minutes before I felt the smallest movement in my hand, Phil was waking up, or at least trying to.
Come on Phil...
Suddenly the machines started blaring and a small gasp escaped Phil's mouth which quickly turned into a coughing fit. The door burst open and several Doctor's ran in, they heard the machines, heck the whole floor probably heard them...
"Sir, you need to back away." One Doctor said, taking my arm gently, I fought against him,
"No, let go! I have to be there for him!" I said running back inside and falling to my knees beside Phil's bed, "Please...I have to stay..." I said, watching the Doctor with pleading eyes,
"Fine, but stay out of the way..." He said with a sigh and returned all his focus back to Phil, who was still struggling to breath, they quickly sedated him and placed an oxygen mask over his face,
"He's sleeping now, if you would like to stay with him." the Doctor said with a small smile,
"Thank you..." I said and looked over at Phil who was sound asleep, "You made it Phil, we made it." I said placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. Phil was alive and that's all that mattered to me, I closed my eyes and finally slept for what seems like forever.
"It's snowing..." A small voice said, waking me, but I'm glad it did, Phil was leaning his head back and staring through the window above his bed, "It's so pretty..." I laughed and squeezed his hand,
"You're awake, I'm so glad." I said, tears falling down my face,
"Please don't cry, Dan." Phil said, reaching up and gently wiping my cheek, "I am never leaving you again, I made a promise." His voice was weak and small, yet he still had concern for me.
"Don't worry, you'll be out of her soon and we can go home together, like it should always be. Get some rest." I said placing his hand back on the bed, he nodded and soon the only sounds in the room were the machines beeping and his soft breathing I soon fell into my own sleep, Phil was alright and that is all I need.
~~~~4 weeks later~~~~
Phil was coming home today, nothing could be better.
I was just helping Phil into the wheelchair when the door opened, "Here are your release papers, Phil." the Doctor said with a smile,
"Thank you, for everything." I said with a smile and watched as the door closed, leaving us alone. I knelt down next to Phil and took his hand,
"Are you ready to do this? I promise we won't go back there, I will hurt any-" I started but was interrupted when Phil put his hand over my mouth,
"Dan, I love that you're protecting me but I'm fine, really." Phil said taking his hand away, "You're here, aren't you? I couldn't ask for anything better." Phil said and kissed my hand,
"Yes I am and I will never let anything hurt you, you ready to go home?" I asked standing up, wheeling Phil down the hall. I handed the papers over and walked outside, it was still snowing and everything looked so beautiful, Phil had the brightest smile on his face at the sight of the snow,
I would have been looking at this picture differently if Phil was gone, I' so glad you're here...