10 months, 10 months! 10 dreadful months without seeing Dan in reality! 10 months without holding him. Joce is now 6 going on 7 and Dan hasn't called me for a while "pappie!" I look up from my gardening to see Jocie with a letter, she ran up to me and passed it "thankyou, pumpkin" I put my trowel down and took my dirt covered gloves off, ripping open the letter. It's from the army. I read through the text and covered my mouth with my hand "pappie?" I looked at her with tears in my eyes and hugged her tightly "your dad is missing" hearing her voice crack broke my heart as I saw her crying too. We sat in the garden, hugging each other and crying our eyes out. Dan, my Dan. Gone, missing. Don't know if he's dead or alive, I pray he's alive
Years later
I hummed ABBA as I walked to the school, Jocie likes me collecting her and while our house is far from the school, I don't mind walking there everyday to collect her and she doesn't mind me being late "slipping through my fingers all the time, I try to capture every minute. The feeling in it, slipping through my fingers all the time" I don't know why but I have it stuck in my head. I still sing time to time even though I've given up on my singing career. Ever since Dan's death (he was missing for so long he was declared dead) I stopped singing all together, god I remember all of the panic attacks I had back then "daddy!" I stop dead in my tracks hearing my teenage daughter scream that. I got closer to the school and saw a crowd of students surrounding Jocie. I run up "what is going on here?" Is there a celebrity here or something? Jocie is probably imagining things, there's no way Dan's come back from the dead. Why would he be missing for so many years and not get in contact? I push past the crowd and see what I wished wasn't the case. Dan, alive, hugging Jocie in his uniform. Oh god, I'm going to be sick "papa? Papa!" I scream as I wake up, looking around and seeing Jocie in my room "y..yes darling?" She sat on my bed, hugging me "there was someone at the door, I thought I should get you before answering" who the fuck could be at the door at 3 in the morning? I ignored the dream I had of Dan being alive and grab my dressing gown, going to answer the door "it looked like dad, through the window" I scoff at her, turning on the hallway lights "impossible, he's dead" I open the door rubbing my eyes and seeing Dan in his uniform standing on my doorstep "ok, is this a prank? Is it really you?" He nods, taking my hand to prove he's real "oh my god!" I wrap my hands around him, hugging him tightly as he spun me around "I'm so sorry, Phil"
"Let me get this straight, you tried to leave but got shot, ended up in a coma in the army hospital, you just awoke and got one of the soldiers to drive you here?" I was trying to wrap my head around what he was telling me, how the hell was I not notified? Jocie had gone to bed while me and Dan sat up talking "I'm really sorry, Phil. I was trying to leave to get back to you and Jocie. I couldn't stay away knowing your not ok" my head finds it was in my palms as I groan, oh good god! "Oh god this is all my fault" Dan takes my hands and kisses my knuckles
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We'll meet again-phan
Fanfiction{completed} (Really heavy angst, read with care) Dan and Phil have been happily married since 2015, with a child and amazing jobs. Dan decides one day to join the army and leave Phil alone to look after their child but still manage his job Warning:...
