He's alright Dan, he's alright. Those two words were forced to repeat in Dan's head, he had to ignore everything else, he was alive and well. "Can… Do you think we'll be able to see him?" He then asked in a much calmer voice than before, the light haired woman nodded then waited for them both to stand before she led them to Phil's room. The brunet debated with himself whether he should actually go in or not, however he decided to go in as it would have been selfish of him not to just because he didn't want to see Phil in the state he was in. The raven haired male needed him to be there.
Walking into the room, there he laid white sheets over his small body and his pale arms lay out next to him. His skin was almost the same colour as the bed sheets except for the wounded sections of skin that were marked with a deep violet, scarlet bruises and raw red slashes and grazes. Then worst of all was seeing all the little things attached to his arm then a pipe was joined to it, his eyes traced where the pipe ended, it was connected to some liquid in a bag. Also there was a clip on his finger keeping his pulse, it was steady. He walked to the side of the hospital bed where Phil lay, placing his hand into the others, he was still freezing but that wasn't out of the ordinary the male always had cold hands. "Phil." Dan spoke softly. "I know you probably can't hear me but, I promise to stay here, by your side until you get better. I won't let you out of my sight this time." As he spoke, Dan's thumb stroked over the others hand letting his tears roll down his soft skin.
"D-Dan." His chocolate brown eyes peeled themselves away from Dan and to the little girl who was still without a name. "Yes little one?" The male asked the younger girl as she wiped the tears away from her eyes. "Do you think.. I could stay here, to look after Phil too?" She asked as her eyes grew wider, pouting. How could Dan resist that adorable face, he knew that she needed to go back to where ever she lived whether that was in a care home or with her aunt and uncle. "Of course. Here do you want to ring your carers?" Dan asked as he went to get out his phone but was stopped by a small hand on his wrist, her eyes still pouting slightly. "Please, no. Not yet." Nodding he put his phone back, then picked the girl up so she could see Phil. After waiting a few moments he sat down, placing her on his lap. "So little missy, you seem to know me but I don't know you. What's your name?" He asked, poking her sweet little button nose gently as he did so. "My name is Ella, I am eight and-and err. I like cats." Ella smiled softly as that was the only thing she could think of to tell the older male, she snuggled into his chest as he chuckled.
Before they both knew it, they were both asleep Ella snuggled into Dan's chest and his arms wrapped around her. If anyone was to walk in they would have thought that they were a family, Dan and Phil being the farther to this beautiful little girl. But of course.
That was just in fantasy land.