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The Wolf of The Woods Part Twenty Seventeen

Word count: 1690

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Warnings: None (unless you are allergic to words)

Phil was stood dead still, looking over the edge, despite the fact that rocks were still falling. He was still so in shock of what he'd just witnessed. He had to act fast though now, and he knew it.

Phil wasn't stupid. Part of his brain had been telling him to jump after Dan and try to save him but he refused to listen. In fact, He refused to listen to all of he thoughts he was having right now, simply because they were all saying the same thing...

So he ran instead. He followed the sound of the water downstream and ran through the forest in the hope of reaching the river a different way.

Perhaps if he ran fast enough he could escape these thoughts that were trying to break into his head, could leave them behind and be sure everything was going to be okay.

However, his mind appeared to be persistent. Soon it seemed as though it had found another way to communicate with him. He became more and more weary as he continued to run. Was it just him, or did he just hear a sound coming from the trees around him? It sounded like a voice.

'He's dead' whispered the trees 'He sacrificed himself for you and now he's dead'

'No!' Phil cried out, so determined to deny the fact that he didn't seem to realize what was happening.

'If he hadn't been so selfless then he would still be here now, it would've been you who'd fallen and he could have been free to live a long happy life'

'You're insane!' Phil yelled.

'Are we Phil? Or is it you who is insane... trees cannot talk you know, we're just a figment of your imagination'

Phil stopped running. Panting rapidly with fear and exhaustion he looked around him.

'I I... maybe I am insane' he spoke, to whom he was no longer sure.

'Maybe Dan really is dead and it's all because of me' he breathed, pacing around in paranoia.

He looked around him, gazing up at the trees. He almost felt like a child again in that moment, a poor innocent child, alone and afraid of everything, with no power to control anything.

The trees made him feel so small. Even if they weren't actually talking to him they were still intimidating. He'd never have thought that the very forest he called home would turn against him.

Taking a deep breath Phil sat down on the forest floor. He had to stop. Had to think for a second.

He felt physically sick with dread, and anxiety. He'd never had a panic attack before but he could almost sense that he was close to one. Breathing heavily, he shivered and drew his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them tight.

He needed something. Something that would give him determination to get up and keep going. He needed strength. He needed hope. He needed...

A light.

That was what Phil saw. He saw it glowing in the distance. It was moving, or at least the source of it was. It flickered every time it went behind a tree and seemed to be heading somewhere.

It was so captivating that Phil was almost drawn to it. Standing up slowly, he began to walk towards it in curiosity. As he got closer Phil saw that there was more than one light; they were flashlights.

And flashlights meant people.

Now that Phil realized what was going on, he could hear voices too. One sounded like a man, he seemed to be doing most of the talking, and the other was a much younger sounding girl.

'Your mother was very worried about you, you're lucky we found you when we did' said the man's voice.

'What's going to happen to the boys?' The girl questioned. Phil heard laughter after that. Not the jolly sort of laughter though, no, it sounded like more of a pitiful chuckle.

'Well, we'll have to arrest them and keep them overnight but I can assure you that they won't get off lightly, especially if they won't even tell me what on earth they were doing trying to hold a girl hostage in the forest...'

Phil's eyes widened. This man was a police officer. Of course, that made sense. It wasn't as if your average person would be roaming the forests at night. And the girl, the girl must be...

'What did you say your name was again miss?'

'Er, Louise sir '

Of course. The police must have found her tied to that tree with the other two boys and rescued her. Phil smiled. Jack and Harvey were under arrest, and Louise was safe. He felt a tiny bit better about leaving her now, though not very much.

Still, there was still someone out there who wasn't safe, not yet anyway. Dan. Phil was going to find him. He had to. With a new found confidence and a sudden lack of fear, Phil started running again.

As he carried on running through the trees, the sound of flowing water began to get louder. This certainly seemed like a good sign. If Phil could just get to the riverside and follow it downstream, he was sure it would lead him to Dan. He really hoped it would lead him to Dan.

In the dense darkness of the woods Phil was really struggling to see where he was going, he was almost having to rely on sound alone to guide him in the right direction. He was sure he was close now, he had to be.

It was then, by some stroke of luck, as Phil emerged from one particular group of trees that he found that he'd reached the edge of the span of endless tree trunks. He could see the river in front of him.

Slowing down to a halt, though apparently not soon enough to avoid stepping in a puddle and getting his feet soggy, Phil stopped and caught his breath.

'Okay... okay' he panted 'come on Phil, you can find him'

Without hesitation he set off once more, this time following the river rather than the trees, in almost total darkness.

It's funny how when you want something so badly, so desperately, nothing else seems to matter. Phil was cold and tired and terrified, yet all he cared about was finding Dan.

Scanning every part of the river, best he could with what little light there was, Phil kept on waking further downstream. He knew it wasn't very likely that Dan was still in the middle of the river. Even if he was unconscious or... well worse, he'd probably be on a ledge on the riverside.

Phil shook his head dismissively. He didn't want to think about Dan being 'worse than unconscious', that was anything but a good idea.

'Dan!' He called out to try and distract himself. 'Daaan!'

About forty minutes had past now since Phil had found the river. He wasn't going to give up. He'd called Dan's name so many times that his throat was starting to hurt but still he persisted.

'Daaan!' He cried. This time his voice sounded a little raspy and chocked up. He carried on following the river still, and still he saw nothing.

'Dan' he called. His voice sounded a little quieter this time. He'd been on the verge of crying for a while now but had been holding it back until... well, until now.

'Dan' he sobbed, as his tears finally came trickling down his cheeks. 'Where are you?'

He hadn't expected a response. Why should he have done when every time he'd spoken so far he hadn't received one? But this time he could've sworn he heard a sound. A whimper coming from nearby.

A wolf whimper.

'Dan?' Phil sniffed, lifting his head and drying his eyes on the torn sleeve of his shirt. He heard the gentle whimper again, it was definitely responding to him. Looking around desperately, trying to find the owner of the whimper, Phil spotted him.

After all this time searching he had found him, Phil could hardly believe it. He was lying on the river bank, a few feet away, still half in the water. 'Dan' Phil breathed, running straight towards him as he let out a tiny little whimper once more.

'Are you alright? Oh my gosh I can't believe you're okay... I can't believe you... I can't believe you sacrificed yourself for me' Phil said, sounding happier than he'd felt in a while. He was happier than he'd felt in a while.

Dan lifted his head slightly so that it met Phil's hand, he closed his eyes at the touch and let the boy run his fingers through his fur.

In all his excitement, Phil had completely forgotten about the state that his boyfriend was in. He was cold and injured, though most importantly, he was alive. Phil had better get him out of the water though, if he wanted him to stay that way.

Dan winced as Phil tried to help him up. He had some visible wounds and probably some bruises that would show up when he changed back human again, but that was a problem they'd have to deal with when it came to it.

'Come on Dan, we need to get you out of the water, it's freezing, just try your best to stand' Phil pleaded. Seemingly this worked. For the brief couple of seconds that Dan did manage to stay on his feet, Phil was able to push him at least a little further up the bank and out of the water before he inevitably collapsed again.

Phil sat down by his side. 'So, I don't suppose you wanna walk all the way back right then now huh?' He chuckled. Dan shook his head and then shifted slightly so he could place it on Phil's knee. Phil began to stroke his head again for a little while before deciding to wrap his arms around him completely, and cuddle him tight.

The two didn't even need to speak to show their emotion, their love for one another was clear.

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