Adopted by Dan and Phil

Hospital trip.

*Dan's POV*
I ran into the bathroom to find our precious little girl on the floor, finding it hard to catch her breath, and had fallen into a mirror and cut her right arm open. She was crying and hardly breathing, she was as white as snow, now this is something I couldn't help with..

"PHIL CALL AN AMBULANCE NOW, QUICKLY BRING ME THE PHONE NOW!" I yell in a frantic state.

I have never seen him move so fast, he slid the phone across the floor to me and ran towards Riley, grabbing her hand, placing her head on his lap, I called 999 (911 if your American) and asked for an ambulance.

"999? I need an ambulance quickly, my little girl cut her leg open but wanted to come home to go to the bathroom, and she fell into a mirror and cut her right arm open, and is now finding it hard to breath." I could barely get my words out because I was sobbing so much.

"Okay, she might be having a extreme panic attack, keep her awake, keep asking her questions, tell her everything will be okay, what's your address?" The lady through the phone said, her voice calming me a bit.

"Okay thanks and Abbot's Road flat, top floor" I blurted out

"An ambulance is on it's way" she said politely and hung up.

I put mine, Phils and Riley's phone in my pocket, I kept asking her questions like the lady said to. We told her it would be okay and that we loved her. After about 5 minuets an ambulance came, the paramedics came and put Riley on a stretcher. The paramedics rushed her into the ambulance, and hocked her up to loads of machines. Me and phil both decided I would go in the ambulance with her, while phil sorts out the flat.

I say down next to Riley in the ambulance holding her hand and telling her I love her.

"D-an.. Am, am I going to d-die?" Riley said stuttering on almost every word.

"No sweetie... You are gonna be okay. Love you baby girl." I say rubbing her arm.

"I-I lov-love you t-t-to dan" she stutters again.
It was all quiet till..

"DAN HELP ME IT HURTS! HELP!" Riley screams.

"Riley what hurts! Tell me what hurts!" I say, her grip on my hand tightens.

"MY STOMACH! IT HURTS SO BAD AND MY CHEST!" She yelped

The paramedic have her an injection in her stomach and chest, I didn't know what for, but I didn't ask.

*Phils POV*
That was eventful.
I looked at what bags Riley had and took them to her room. I looked through her bag and pulled out some PJs, a little blanket and a stuffed pig. I put them in another plastic bag to take to the hospital. I searched around looking for my phone, then remembered Dan took it to the hospital, so I rung him from the house phone.

P~"Hey Dan, is Riley okay? Will she be home tonight?"
D~"hey Phil, yeh she is just getting scanned now. I told the hospital about how we found her and they are sorting it out for us. But they were asking her questions and we descovered she has extreme depression, anxiety, panic attacks, OCD, she's bipolar and has post traumatic stress from her dad"
P~"oh my gosh. I hope she is okay? I'll start driving down now then?"
D~"yeh, see you in a bit"
I grabbed my car keys and the bag Riley's stuff was in and threw them in the car and drove down to the hospital.
I garbed the bag out the car and walked into A&E where I saw Riley curled up in a ball next to Dan, I take a quick picture without dan noticing, then dan woke up Riley, and took her to the bathroom so she could get changed. Dan came out of the bathroom with a sleepy looking Riley and a bag full of clothes.

*dans POV*
I carried Riley to the car, and buckled her in, I put her blanket and my hoodie over her, then gave her, her stuffed pig.
I decided to sit in the back with her, so if anything was to happen I could help her. I put mine and phils number in her phone. And of course there was traffic, traffic at 3am.. Really?

After about an hour Riley kept holding her stomach, and putting her hand over her mouth, I asked her if she was okay and she just nodded but I could tell something was up, so I texted her.

D~'what's wrong? We won't be mad, I can tell something's up.xx
R~I feel really sick, and it keeps coming up, and when we go over bumps or stop suddenly it makes me feel worse and I don't wanna throw up in the car..😭xx'
D~'okay, we'll try keep it in, if you can don't worry about the car, we can clean it. I'll get phil to stop the car okay?, don't panic!xx'

I looked over at her and she was as white as snow, with her hand over her mouth, nearly crying. I saw a tesco and told phil to go in there. As soon as the car stopped I flung my door open and grabbed Riley who was already un-buckled with her blackest of her. I ran her into the boys bathrooms and she bent over the toilet and threw up, I rubbed her back and she threw up again. Luckily no one was in there.
She finally stood up and said she was okay. I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder, I got some drinks and when back to the car. Riley had0 effort for anything so I buckled her in put her blanket on her then she grabbed my hoodie and snuggled it as well as her pig.

We got home after about 3 hours of traffic, Riley made some sleepy noises then flopped onto my lap, and I relised she was sucking her thumb, awww! She was the cutest!
I cradled her in my arms and plopped her down on the couch.