Chelsea - well, we'll see if Tom's okay at the hospital ;)

478 Dougies POV

"okay, I think its time to get washed and dressed, can't go out in my boxers out, can I?" Danny smiled, slowly making to get up, taking Tom with him. They made their way slowly to the wardrobe, then the bathroom, seemingly getting showered and dressed. "we should go, maybe sort out some breakfast for them." Harry suggested, taking me out of the room, going downstairs. We made a couple of bowls of cereal for the boys, waiting for them to finally come down. They took so long, Tom looked so reluctant to be here, like he still wanted to be in bed, or to be hiding somewhere. At least he was dressed properly, in jeans for the first time in weeks, and a shirt, probably trying to make it look like he was better.

"come on Tommy, you need your breakfast." Danny encouraged, pulling Tom towards the counter as carefully as possible. "no! Don't want it!" Tom whimpered, pushing away. "Tom please, do this for me, you've got to eat before we go." Danny begged, pulling Tom close to hold him. "no!" Tom whined, pushing to get away. "Tom, you have to." Harry sighed, putting his hands on Toms shoulders, keeping him still. "you have to, or they'll put another tube down your throat again, and that will hurt so much." Danny whimpered, Tom tensed even more, "you don't want that, do you Tommy? We want to be in and out of there really quick." Tom nodded slowly with a whimper to Dannys words, hiding in the freckled mans shoulder.

"then we need breakfast, don't we?" Danny sighed, grabbing the bowl of cereal, holding a spoonful of cereal up to Tom. So, slowly, Tom ate his breakfast, looking unbelievably reluctant, even more so when Danny said it was time they made a move. "no, please!" Tom cried, starting to look panicky. "we have to go, I'm sorry Tom, but we have to." Harry started to pull me towards the door, leaving Danny and Carrie to try and get Tom out the door. "I can't go no!" Tom writhed all the way to the car, practically screaming in fear. "shh, Tom, shh. Its going to be okay, they're not going to hurt you." Danny squeezed Tom close, practically pinning him down against his chest. "no! No! Let me go!" Tom cried out, crying and struggling against Dannys grip the whole way to the hospital, getting worse when we got out of the car.

We all had to struggle with him to get him inside the hospital, dragging him across the corridors until we reached the right ward. "ah, finally turned up have we?" Doctor Tennant smirked, raising an eyebrow like he knew this was going to happen. "shut up, lets get this over with, alright?" Danny glared, squeezing Tom until he stopped writhing around, physically unable due to the strength Danny was holding him with. "sure, Tom come on in." We all froze, we weren't letting Tom in there by himself. "fine, and Danny too, if you must." Tennant rolled his eyes, so we gave in, letting Danny lead an panicky Tom into the room, struggling all the way.

The door closed in our faces, trying to listen into what was going on. But we couldn't hear anything, it was silent inside there, until the door opened violently. Danny fell through the door, almost falling onto the floor, scrambling upright and smacking straight into the door. "no! Let me in you b*stards! Let me in!" Danny shouted, banging on the door frantically. "Danny whats going on in there?" Harry pulled him from the door, revealing Dannys pale, scared face. "they're-they're destroying him, he's-he's so scared! I-Its horrible, so little stone, so little stone!" Danny whimpered, tripping over his words, physically shaking.

479 Dannys POV

"what? Danny, what are they doing to Tom?" Harry asked me, but I couldn't answer. I was in shock, the whole time I had been in there, I had been struggling to get Tom on the scales, and when I did, oh hell, it proved that he was tiny. I had been kidding myself into thinking that he was getting bigger really quickly, but he wasn't, he had been 5 stone before we got discharged from hospital, now he was only 5 stone and a bit. Not even half, he was still miniscule. He was so small, it hurt he was so small, I couldn't believe it. I had thought he was getting bigger, I had sworn he was getting bigger, he felt so much bigger.

The second Tom had seen that, he had burst into tears, looking ashamed of himself. The doctors had tried to examine him closer up but Tom had freaked, practically leaping into my arms, practically screaming in fear. So, I had been kicked out while they dragged Tom away, starting to take his clothes off to examine his poor body. "Danny, whats happened? Talk to me." Harry pleaded, shaking me a little. "they-they weighed him... he's so small, they want to examine him closer... they're going to make my Tommy worse!" I whimpered, I wouldn't be able to stand it if they made Tom worse, or scared him into stopping eating. I had fought enough to get him this far, these doctors weren't going to make him worse over again. "oh sh*t." Harry swore, him and Dougie pressing themselves to the door with me again, all of us shouting to let us back in again.

The door didn't open up for us at all, stayed closed for another half hour, until it finally opened up, making us all rush in frantically. "Tommy!" I rushed forwards, scrambling to pick Tom up in my arms. I could hear him weakly crying into my shoulder straight away, his fingers twitching and fisting my hoodie so faintly I could barely feel it. "Thomas is physically fine, his wounds are healing over nicely, though he is still dangerously underweight. But mentally I'm sure its best that we keep him in." Doctor Tennant explained, for once looking sincere. "yeah, like I'm falling for that one. Toms coming home with us, I don't care what you say." I growled, stepping away from the man, in case he tried to grab my poor boyfriend away from me. There was no way he was going to take him away from me.

"but Thomas isn't well, he needs help. Professional help." The doctor tried to step forward, I shuffled further towards the door, being flanked Harry, Dougie and Carrie, all of us surrounding Tom, making sure no-one was going to hurt him. "his name is Tom! And no, you're not taking him away from us! We'll look after Tom, you wont!" I shook my head, hearing Tom whimpered loudly in my ear, his crying getting worse. "yes we will, its our job." He tried again, I was having none of it. "no, I don't care. You're not keeping Tom here, ever." I glared, trying to stroke Toms hair comfortingly. "now, if thats everything, we're leaving." Harry stepped in, starting to pull us out the door.

"I can't stop you, can I?" Doctor Tennant sighed, letting us practically run back out of the hospital, piling into the car, breathing a sigh of relief because we were safe. Though, what they had done to Tom was still to be found out, looking at him now, it didn't seem too bad. He was just laying against me, crying silently into my chest, his chest starting to heave in breath. "hey, shhh, its okay. We're here now, we're going home." I kissed his head and rubbed his back gently, noticing his shirt was done up wrong, and the belt holding his jeans up was too tight, "did the doctors put your clothes on you? They've done it all wrong, silly people." I sighed, going to undo Toms belt, hearing him whine, but didn't struggle. "shhh, shhh. Its only me, shh Tommy." I whispered, fixing his jeans, deciding to leave him alone.