AN: not coherent
Brush of death:
"Dan!" Phil said walking into the hospital room. "Hey Phil." He said quitely with a very hollow voice. "Hey Phil that's all I get?" He said walking over to Dan's bedside."I had to find out from PJ that you're in the hospital, and that's all you want to say is Hey Phil." "I'm sorry I didn't want to stress you out. I'm fine Phil." "Didn't want to stress me out? Dan you got hit by a car. You could've... You could've died." Phil said tearing up a little bit. "Phil come here." Dan said grabbing his hand. "I'm alive and fine" He said cupping Phil's cheeks in his hands and put his forehead onto Phil's. "I know I know" He said continuing to cry. "Its okay Phil." He said kisssing the tears that ran down Phil's face. "Um mister Lester visiting hours are over so unless you are to stay the night I will kindly have to ask you to leave." One of the nurses said walking in the door.
Phil shared a look with Dan and turned back to the nurse.
"I am going to be staying the night." He said with a smile. "Alright I'll have someone set up a Cot for you." She said leaving the room. .
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Phil sat awake staring up at the cieling. Nightmare after nightmare kept him up. "Dan are you awake?" Phil said sheepishly. "Yes I am, can't sleep either?" "No I keep having nightmares." Phil said softly. "Get over here please." Dan said. Phil got up and walked over to Dan's bed. Pushing down the railing and snuggling up next to him. "Much better." Phil said cuddling into his side and putting his head on Dan's chest. "Yes it is." Dan said kissing the top of Phil's head. .