The League [Phan AU]

Chapter 23

Phil was finally allowed to get out of bed. He wanted to sooner, but Tanya refused to let him in case his stitches came loose. Once they were taken out he was allowed to carefully walk around and resume normal activities. He and Dan sat together on the guest bed, their backs against the head board and their legs intertwined. Phil's head was on Dan's shoulder, and all was quiet. It seemed that time had slowed down for the past hour and given them time to enjoy each other's company. Dan's phone began vibrating loudly on the nightstand. He reached over and picked it up, glancing quickly at the caller ID.
"Katie? What's up?" he said when he placed the phone to his ear.
"Where are you right now?" she asked, sounding worried and out of breath.
"Jim and Tanya's, why?"
"Why are you at... nevermind. Something happened at the Hideout, I'll explain when I get there."
Then she hung up, leaving Dan in silence once again. "Who was it?" Phil asked.
"It was Katie," Dan answered. "Something is wrong."
Dan stood up and so did Phil. They went downstairs to where Jim and Tanya were sitting in the living room.
"Have you heard anything about the Hideout?" Dan asked them. They shook their heads. "Katie just called me. Apparently something happened there."
"Like what?" Jim questioned.
"I'm not sure, but I think I know," Dan replied.
Soon there was a knock at the door, and Tanya went to answer it. She came back with Katie, Joe, and Caspar behind her.
"Is it my dad?" Dan asked her. Katie nodded.
"He and his followers killed everyone who was there last night. They've taken over the Hideout completely. If you go there and try to fight them they gun you down."
"We have to stop him," Jim said.
"We can't," Dan muttered. He was pacing back and forth, pinching the bridge of his nose. "He's too powerful, and we don't have enough manpower. We'd only be able to get like ten people or so on our side? It'd be a suicide mission."
"Maybe not..." Phil said. Everyone looked at him, and his heart dropped. It was time to tell the truth. It was time for everyone to know. "I have something to confess."
"Phil?" Dan squeaked, stopping his pacing to stare at his boyfriend.
"I've been working for a rebel group behind your backs," Phil confessed. There were a few small gasps, and some mutters he couldn't make out, but Phil could only look at Dan. His face was a mix of realization and anger. "They have enough people to take him down. If we teamed up with them..."
"Phil, why?" Dan interrupted. "I thought you were happy."
"I was, with you, but not with our jobs. I'm tired of the killing and the violence, Dan. I want us to have normal lives."
"But we can't be normal!" Dan protested. "You know that! What else could we do?"
"I don't know, Dan! I don't know. But what I do know is that I don't want to live this life anymore."
"Dan, like it or not, we need these rebels right now," Katie said. "We don't have enough people without them."
"Okay," Dan agreed. "Let's meet these rebels."
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Phil led Katie and Dan to the bar where he had spent so much time the past few weeks. When he opened the door Sam greeted him from where she was cleaning the counter, but then noticed the two people behind him.
"Phil, what the fuck are you..." Sam trailed off when she saw who the second stranger was. Even if Phil hadn't already known the two were sisters, he would have been able to tell by their appearance. They had the same color hair, and their faces were the same shape. However, Katie held herself differently than Sam, in a more feminine way.
"Sam?" Katie gasped, looking up at the girl. "Phil, why didn't you tell me...?"
"Because I didn't want him to," Sam answered. "The League can't know about what we do here."
"Well my friends do, now," Phil said. "Dan's father made his move, we need to act."
"He did? Fuck, okay, I'll let you guys in, I guess," Sam said, moving to the storage room. Phil led the two after her and they went down to the secret base together. When the doors opened all eyes turned to them. Phil felt awkward, but stepped out of the elevator and into the room. From the crowd of people came Anne, back straight and head high. Dan stepped forward a little, past Phil to look at the woman he thought was dead.
"M-mom?" Dan stuttered.
"Hello, Dan."