This is a squeal to the Dalton Rapattoni Fan Fiction Distance. This story is going to be a little more dramatic and I'm not sure what other people have dealt with so fair warning some part of this story get a little depression. If you didn't read the first story this one might not make sense. --------------------------------------------------------------------- We laid in the hospital bed. Him running his fingers through my curly hair. I felt him squeeze my hand tighter as a tear dropped on my pale skin. I looked up at his now red glossy eyes. I felt my heart ache as I knew I could do nothing to make him feel better. "Dalton. We are gonna get through this we always do."