Dan The Dad (Phan)

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"So, how are...things?" Phil asked as he glanced at the box of toys in the corner of the lounge. He had decided to get out of bed but I hadn't let him go. I my arms were wrapped around one of his with my head on his shoulder as we say on the couch together. I didn't really care if he found me annoying or clingy right now, I hadn't gotten to do this in a while and I wasn't about to let go of him.

"We really don't have to talk about it right now if you don't want, and when she comes you don't have to jump right in. I don't want you to get overwhelmed and freak out and take off again." I told him.

"Let's at least talk, I can handle that. Besides, you said you needed me and this is me being here for you right now. So what's going on in the world of being a dad?" He asked genuinely seeming like wanted to know.

"Things aren't good." I admitted.

"Why aren't they?" He asked.

"My dad told me to have a DNA test done and to get a lawyer." I said.

"I can understand the test, but why the lawyer?" He asked.

"He told me her mother was going to start controlling things, he said this without even knowing she already has. She could take her away from me at any time and I would have no say about it. Plus she never even told me about her existence, I've missed so much of her life that it feels so unfair." I said.

"You aren't thinking of getting full custody of her, are you?" Phil asked me and I was quiet. "Dan, that's absurd." He said knowing my silence meant. I didn't feel it was absurd or crazy. "You haven't even been her dad long. Why would you want to take her away from her mother who raised her? I just don't understand, she's both of your children." He replied.

"I saw her hurt Megan." I stated.

"What did she do to her?" He asked quickly.

"I saw Allie grab Megan's wrist really hard. Megan cried." I said, just thinking about it made me sad and furious.

"It's not like she smacked her or anything. Kids over react about things, her grabbing Megan's wrist most likely just hurt Megan's feelings or something." Phil reasoned.

"No Phil, you weren't there. She was angry and took it out on her, it actually hurt her." I said lifting my head off his shoulder to look at him and emphasize that I was sure she had done it out of aggression and I know it hurt my daughter.

"Okay, so Allie was already mad. She probably doesn't do it all the time. I don't think she abuses her." Phil said.

"But she's a bitch." I argued.

"That doesn't mean anything. You're the father of her child who just popped back up all of a sudden. She's probably being mean to you because she's afraid you'll take her child away, and you actually want to." He said. Did I just meed to calm down and let this go? Was Phil right? Was it just nothing?

"Yeah, maybe you're right." I told him with a sigh. "She'll be over soon, if you want to hang out in your room you can." I told him.

"Thanks. I'll get use to her eventually, I promise. Today's just been... It's been emotional." He replied quietly.

"I understand." I told him.

"Could you have dinner with us at least though? I miss eating with you." I admitted.