The Beginning

Chapter Nine

Although they never established any kind of relationship Dan and Averie knew that they needed each other. They were going to tell the fans tonight. So many factors played into it all. Sure, they just started officially talking and maybe they should wait a few months but what would the Internet do? Dan didn't know and Averie sure as hell didn't. They couldn't let them wonder.

It's currently the next morning and no one had came out of the their room yet.

"Dan, I'm scared." Averie confessed to him. "Whatever you have to tell me, it's obviously important and what we are telling your fans tonight, that's important. I just don't want today to be shit."

"It will only be shit if you believe it. Just focus on what makes you happy, look toward the goal." Dan said grabbed her face softly.

"You make me happy."

"I love you, we will be fine."

"I love you."

Dan kissed Averie for the hundredth time. Each kiss they shared was just as passionate as the others.

"Dan! AV- OH SHIT." Phil cursed and looked away "I'm s-sorry."

"It's okay Phil." Dan laughed and helped Averie up out of the chair.

"Averie, Riley needs you. It's important."

"Can she give me ten minutes?"

"She leaves in five."

"I can't then. We can talk when she gets home."

"I'll let her know" Phil said and dismissed himself.

What was happening? Everything was going well and then all this freaky stuff started happening. Averie was stressed and in love, Dan was swooning and terrified, Riley was being weird, and Phil was being Phil.

"I'm so stressed out." Averie said and grabbed her hair.

"Averie, it's going to be okay. I promise. "

"Okay, can you just please tell me why you woke up last night?"

"I had a weird dream. With those pictures again. This time though I wasn't completely asleep. I don't know. I saw the girl clear-"

"The kid is a girl?" Averie interrupted.

"Yeah, she had light brown hair, freckles, and grey eyes."

Averie stayed silent. She was actually speechless for once in her life. Light brown hair, grey eyes, and freckles. Why was dreaming about her as a little kid?

"Averie are you okay?" Dan asked. " you look pale."

"I'm fine, it's fine. I have to go talk to Riley. I'll be back later for the liveshow. Text me."

With those words Averie left Dan and Phil's apartment and fled to her own. Praying- no - hoping Riley wasn't there. She didn't really want to talk to her. She didn't want to talk to anyone.

Immediately when Averie got across the hall and to her room she pulled down an old shoe box with photos and pulled ones from her childhood, out.

"It could be anyone." Averie muttered aloud, but even she didn't believe herself.

She dug around a little long until one picture in particular stood out. She was sitting alone on a swing set, swinging. She was laughing and smiling but not to the camera, to the empty seat besides her which was in a swinging motion also.

She looked at her child self.
Brown hair.
Grey eyes.
Freckles.

"What the fuck?"

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If you haven't figured out this fanfic is a science fiction-mystery-fan fiction. You'll have to keep reading to see exactly how it will all play out but I promise this isn't some weird cringe fanfic.

Actually, on second thought it is, it's about Dan Howell for Pete sakes.