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

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  HELLO I HAD SCHOOL SAVE ME

      Phil's POV:

       I finished the night at the office and went to go talk to my boss.
      "How is it going Mr.Lester?" He said as he finished up packing.
     "Good. You?" I asked.
     "Very well. What can I do you for?"
     "I know I've only been here a week, but, I need a little bit of a raise."
    "Why?"
    "My husband...he needs a heart transplant. We're so close to getting him the heart we just need a couple more hundred dollars. I'll work over time. At home. Anything. I really need this."
       He stepped back for a second. Sighed. And went into his desk. "Take the work computer home." He handed me a laptop. "Log your hours in on the software. I'll play 10 dollars every hour you work on the soft where. Every night, I'll pay you 5 dollars for cleaning around the office. I'll pay you under the table, that way taxes won't be taken off your pay check. Do that for about 2-3 weeks, depends on how fast you work, and you should be set."
      "Thank you so much." I started to tear up.
      "I understand how you feel. My daughter needed a transplant a month ago. We didn't get it on time." He started to tear as well.
      "I'm sorry sir."
     "Do you have kids?" He asked.
     "Yes."
     "Biological? Another marriage? Step?" 
     "Both adopted." I smiled. "14 year old Molly and 6 year old Kyle." 
    "I have a 6 year old. She's a hassle." He chuckles. "Her name is Lilly. What school does yours go to? They might be in the same one."
       "Highly doubt it. My son goes to a school for special needs. He's severely autistic." I say.
      "Oh. I'm so sorry. You adopted a autistic child?"
     "Who else is going to?"
     "True. His real parents dead?"
     "Mum is. Drug overdose. They don't know where his dad is."
     "Left on the streets?" He asks.
     "Nope. Dad couldn't handle it. He loved Kyle a lot, but he didn't want his depression getting in the way of help for Kyle." I explained.
       "Ah. And Molly?"
      "Both dead."
      "So your husband. How old is he?"
      "26."
     "What? 26 and needs a transplant?"
      "Your daughter needed one." I said.
      "Yeah after a heart disease she was born with. But 26?"
      "Him and Molly got into a car crash. Went into acome for 5 months. He's on oxygen for he rest of his life at night. He skipped a night and his oxygen levels went down from there. Went into cardiac arrest and heart failure. His oxygen levels caused brain damage from being too low. So when he is done with surgery. They don't know how he's going to act." I say.
       "I'm so sorry Phil."
       "Don't be. Dan is strong. I know that."
      "You should probably get home to him." He said as he hugs me and leaves.