Dan stood yet again outside the door to Phil's hospital room. He knew Phil wasn't doing that well, in fact he was getting sicker and sicker, as the doctors would say. Dan didn't believe the doctors when they said Phil's mind was leaving him, that he should leave before he got hurt by Phil's sickness. Dan did have to admit, it pained him to see Phil so broken, so alone. Dan took a deep breath before he pushed the door open, revealing a helpless looking Phil suffocating from the tubes that wrapped all around his skinny body. Dan slowly tip toed into Phil's room, seeing a pair of bright, blue innocent eyes staring straight back at him. "D-Dan!" Phil spoke out excitedly, his voice childlike and needy. Ever since Phil had got in the huge car accident which damaged a quarter of his brain, it made him act similar to how a child would act. The doctors only option was to send him to a hospital for the mentally ill patients in hopes that he would just magically get better. Dan knew the place was bullshit, a phony lie of a place to send patients that weren't ever going to get better.

"Phil!" Dan replied out, echoing Phil's happiness in his own voice.

"I-I m-missed y-you-" Phil stuttered back as he struggled with his words, a huge heartwarming smile clouding his face.

"I've missed you too. More than anything in the world," Dan spoke with bliss, walking over to Phil's bedside only to be trampled with a humongous, emotion filled hug from Phil. He heard Phil giggle into the hug, his usual pale white cheeks getting pink.

"C-Can you play with m-me?" Phil whispered to him sweetly in his ear, his eyes glued to the plastic cars and toys that were in the corner of his room.

"Of course," Dan said, pulling away from Phil's weak arms and retrieving the small toys on the corner of the room.

"Yay!" Phil squealed, grabbing the toys from Dan's hands and began to make small, truck like noises as he picked up one of the cars. "P-Play with m-me, Dan!" Phil insisted, handing a handful of toy cars to Dan. Dan didn't want to upset Phil like most of the care people at the hospital would, so he lined up the cars with Phil's and gave him a small smile.

"Vroom, Vroom," Dan made small car noises with Phil, his heart expanding as he saw Phil's eyes brighten and his lips form into a smile.

They played with the cars awhile, which for Dan brought him back to many memories he had as a kid. Both Dan and Phil had known each other at birth since their moms were friends in high school. Him and Phil would always be playing cars, or be in the sandbox making sand castles. Dan could feel the wetness forming in his eyes as he stared at Phil, whom was playing with the small plastic cars on the bed rim. Phil looked over to Dan, his eyes filling with worry as he dropped his cars and reached out to put his pale, weak arms around Dan. "W-Why are you crying?" Phil asked Dan, his wide and curious blue eyes looking up at him. Dan just shook his head and gave him a sad, but reasuring smile.

"It's nothing, baby. It's almost time for you to bathe anyways," Dan choked out, trying to sound as normal as he could infront of Phil. The sadest part for Dan was that Phil would never know any of the memories they had together. The only thing Phil knew that wasn't damaged when he was in the crash was that he still loved Dan. For that, Dan would never give up on Phil. He would never abandon him. He would stay right by his side loving him and caring for him.