evilneevil - thank you for the offer, but i'm alright, i was just having a silly moment, but thank you for the offer :) and thats generally how i cheer myself up too lol!
xxPUDDxx - i do feel a lot better now, thank you :) and thank you! i'm really glad you enjoy my Pudd moments, i usually write them as the side pairing, i'm glad that they're still being noticed in amongst the Flones and the angst!
61 Dannys POV
"what do you mean he left?!" I shouted, staring at Doctor Gubler like he was mad. He let Tom leave on his own?! "he left with the police, because they needed to talk to him about why he ran away." Doctor Gubler explained, looking very annoyed at us. "but, how will he get home?" Harry asked, gripping onto mine and Dougies shoulders. "their giving him his car back, so I'm guessing he'll drive home?" Gubler still didn't get it. "their giving Tom his car back, after he ran away, went missing, barely a fortnight ago we got him back. And now he is unsupervised, and with his car. Do you think he's going to go home?!" I tried to get it into his head, despairing, there was no way in hell Tom would go home, would he? Would he actually go home?
"oh, well, try going to the station, see if he is there." Gubler suggested, excusing himself, saying he had a patient to see. "sh*t, Toms gone again, hasn't he?" I felt tears well up behind my eyes, almost knowing that he had run off again. "don't think like that, Tom might have gone home, or he might not have gone yet. If we get down there quick, we could catch him!" Harry encouraged, following me as we ran off to the car again.
As Harry drove to the police station, I phoned Toms house phone, in case he had gone home and would answer his phone. He didn't, so I tried his mobile, getting the same tone it made when it was turned off. "f*ck! He's not picking up! He's run off again, f*ck I've lost Tom again!" I cried, whimpering and tugging on my hair. "Danny do not cry again, they'll find Tom easy if he has run off! We know where he'll be now, or at least have a very good idea. He will not be gone for long if he has run off again. You never know, he might have actually gone home!" Harry warned, he was trying not to cry too, and Dougie was curled in a ball on his seat, rocking himself as he whimpered.
Getting to the police station, I ran to the nearest policeman and asked for Tom, being told that Tom had been given his car and been allowed home. "huh? He's gone home?! How do you know he's actually gone home?!" I cried, why did everyone trust Tom to go home?! "we followed his car on the traffic cameras, he went home." The policemen explained, looking at me like I was mental. "but, what if he ran away on foot?" I whimpered, terrified Tom actually had ran away again. "well go home and see if he is there, if he is, don't worry, if he's not, call us. We'll find him again easily." The policeman smiled and ushered us out, leaving me to worry the whole way home.
62 Dougies POV
As soon as the car parked up, we were running into Toms house again, and I thanked god we knew the code to get in through the gates, or we would have been stuck outside. "Tom? You in here somewhere?" Danny called out, running around downstairs, then storming upstairs, me and Harry on his tails. We got no answer, no matter how many times we called out, so ended up frantically running around the house, trying desperately to find Tom. "Tom? Tom please be here please!" I begged under my breath, opening the door to the music room, sighing in relief to see Tom.
Tom was sitting at his keyboard, his arms crossed on top of the controls, his head pillowed on them. From what I could see, he was sleeping, wrapped in his duvet. "is he in there Doug? Oh...aw." Danny ran in, the worry from his face dropping into a small smile. "guys, help me get him into bed? He'll have back ache there." Danny asked, creeping forward to the sleeping boy. Carefully, Danny put one arm under Toms legs, the other around his back, lifting the sleeping boy up. Harry took off the headphones Tom was still wearing, and I made sure he was still wrapped in his duvet.
Ever so gently, Danny, smiling the whole time, carried Tom downstairs and into his bedroom, laying him on the bed and tucking him in. "sleep tight Tom, we'll be downstairs when you need us." Danny whispered, taking the blondes glasses away and pushing some hair out of his eyes. Reluctantly, he pulled away, but turned the TV on, making sure it was on mute. "why do you always turn the TV on?" I asked as we walked downstairs, leaving the sleeping blonde alone for a while. "Tom always sleeps with the TV on, he finds the light comforting, you know he believes in aliens and ghosts and stuff. To him, the light from the TV keeps away all the bad monsters, so he keeps it on, so he is safe at night." Danny explained, with that wistful look he always had when he talked about something Tom did that he loved, "he is so childish, but its so cute at the same time, ah I love him." Danny giggled, shaking his head, flopping onto the sofa, cuddling Sonic the Hedgehog again.
Hours later, we were still downstairs, waiting for Tom to wake up and come downstairs, or at least make a noise. "right, I give up, I'm gunna make us some dinner, then wake Tom up so he can eat it, you in?" Danny sighed, glancing upwards like Tom would magically come downstairs if he did. "alright, what are you going to make then? Roast dinner?" Harry asked, gently pushing me off his lap so he could stand up, keeping his hands on my waist the whole time. "yeah, though its not sunday, but it is Fletcher tradition to have a Christmas style roast whenever something good happens, so yeah, we'll make him a roast." Danny bounced into the kitchen, then realised there was no food there, so ran back to his own house.