Adopted By Phan. (sequel to Adopted by Phan a Dan and Phil Phanfiction)

Miles?

Dan's POV

I was putting away the dishes as Phil was putting Kyle to bed when there was a knock at our door. "I'll get it." I said as Phil smiled with joy.
I walked to the door and slowly opened it, and there was Miles. "M-miles?" I asked
He was shaking...crying...bruises on his arms...broken nose..."Miles?" I knelt. Something was terribly wrong. "What's wrong?" I asked.
Miles started crying. "Sweetie? Did they put you back with your dad?" I asked. He slowly nodded. I pulled him into a hug. "Here come on in." I walked in to the kitchen and settled him on the counter. I got a towel and whipped away the blood from his lip. "It'll be okay."
"Just got off the phone with the police. Miles? Does your dad know our new address?" He asked. Miles shook his head 'no'. "Okay good. They said that they will keep Alex and Emily. They're going to investigate. Until then, your dad can not be put under arrest so they said to keep you, Molly, and Kyle here until further notice unless we're with you."
       Miles nodded. He was drinking some tea. I went to the game room and pulled out a sofa bed. I grabbed a nice pillow and some warm warm blankets. It was already 11 P.M. "So Molly is at a sleep over. She'll be here tomorrow. But for now you should get some sleep." I said, walking into the kitchen.
       "Y-yes sir."
      "Miles, you don't need to call me sir." I helped him down from the counter and lead him to the gaming room. I got a glass of water and put it on the desk for him. "There ya go! Don't mind the boxes." I said as he put on a shirt I gave him for pajamas. He was wearing sweats. The police said they would bring over a few pairs of clothes and pajamas tomorrow. I turned off the light and kept the door slightly open.
     I kept a hall light for Kyle, not knowing if miles would mind or not. I went to phil and danced with him in the kitchen sense I was getting a little drunk. Phil took the beer out of my hands. "Stop. You're going to scare miles."
      "Yeah. You're right...just what sick...twisted...person...would do such a thing?"
     "That...I can not answer." He said. He went to the room and threw on some pajamas, went to take out his contacts out as I went back to check on miles.
      I decided to check on Kyle and Snow, so...I walked into the room and snow's ears perked up. "Shhh." I said while putting a finger up to my mouth. I tripped over something in the darkness. "Shit!" I mumbled. I picked it up and turned on my phone lock screen. I couldn't exactly see what it is,  but I saw the letters make out "Working...Progress...not...pet..." It's Snows working vest. I told Kyle to my put it on his desk! What ever.
           I walked up to Kyle and kissed his head. I felt his head and he was burning up. "Great..." I shook my head and pet snow who was in between Kyle's arms and chest.
      I went to go check on Miles. He wasn't in bed. He was staring out the window. "Miles...buddy...you should sleep." I said sleepily.
        "I'm too scared..."
        "Miles. You're dad doesn't know where you are. Your sister and brother are safe. We have a high trained dog and a very secure alarm system." I reassure him as he crawls into bed. "Need anything?" I ask.
      He shakes his head.
      "Alright. Well tomorrow, Phils making chocolate waffles!"
I said and he smiled widely. I ruffled his hair and left the door slightly open, keeping the hall light on again, and crawling into bed with Phil.