When Dan woke up he felt this weird feeling, like he was floating, he was here but he didn't feel like he was there. It was like watching your body being controlled while you can just watch doing nothing.

He slowly walked to Phil's room to see that he was still asleep, Dan stayed watching him for couple minutes, or hours with his head tilt to one side.

He then turn around and walked to the kitchen in sudden urge to eat something.

He walked around the kitchen for like times five without even touching any food.

His attention catch a bird singing outside the window.

Dan sit down close to the window watching the bird sitting on one of tree brunches.

Sing, sing, sing...

Floating...

No, flying...

Dan was swinging in his seat hugging his knees close to his chest.

Bird was beautiful. Pitch black but with some blue feather.

Suddenly it stretch his wings flying away.

Come back...

Dan stand up running to the next window to see where the bird went.

It sit down on theird balcony.

Dan sit down to it's door watching the bird with his head tilt to one side while bird looked at him tilting his head to the other side.

Dan was slowly itching closer the the bird, wanting to just see him even closer.

He was so close, just need to stretch his hand out...

But than bird got up and land on the balcony railing making Dan felt sad that the bird didn't want to stay close to him.

Dan let out weird choking like sound with hot tear streaming down his cheek.

He got up running toward the bird, but it fly away making Dan crush against cold railing.

He stretch his hand out for the bird who was flying away.

Wanting to call for it but without finding his voice.

Dan climb up the railing slowly standing up.

He wanted to see the bird a bit closer, see how soft his feathers are.

Wind was making standing a bit hard, it was trying to crash Dan's body, take it with him.

Dan felt like laughing.

He didn't laugh, he still didn't know how to find his voice.

He let his head fall back stretching his arms wide open, feeling harsh wind even more, letting it try to pull off Dan's shirt.

Dan felt like spinning.

He felt ready to fly.

Dan didn't want to open his eyes.

He felt warmth touch his face and dark turn into bright red.

Dan felt such a joy streaming through his body.

He wanted to laugh out loud.

Giving sound to the joy spreading through his body.

But his damn voice wasn't working.

It wanted to stay silent.

So Dan let it.

He enjoyed the little moment of warmth collapsing with freezing cold, fighting over who will have his body, mixing together and crushing him from all around.

Dan swing even harder with every passing second, his feet almost not touching the railing at all anymore.

Pull to one side, push to the other.

All over again.

And again.

And again...

Phil woke up from weird sound reaching his ears. He slowly got up walking to Dan's room to see if he was okay but find it empty.

Phil heard another weird sound and silent bang.

He rush to his living room, looking around to find Dan.

He saw the balcony door open and Dan out there.

All his blood was turning cold.

Dan was standing there on the balcony railing with his arms stretch out and head tilt back, swaying in wind, with his feet almost not touching the railing at all.

- DAN! - Phil scream running to the balcony.

Dan didn't react at all, like he couldn't hear him.

- Dan, Daniel! - Phil stopped in the middle of the balcony, not wanting to risk rushing closer and scaring Dan.

There still was no answer.

Sun was shining over Dan's body, making his hair light up, than all his body.

Dan looked like an Angel on fire.

It break Phil's heart.

- Daniel! Please! - Phil tried again and again to call his name, but Dan didn't hear any of it.

Dan was in between another world.

He felt so happy and he like the feeling a lot, he didn't want to let go of it.

But then he heard something that made him feel his heart beating again.

That little sound was pulling him back.

Dan listen more closlly to understand what it was.

- Daniel, baby... please... -

Dan felt so confused.

No one have ever called him like that...

And that tone...

It was like begging, real, scared begging.

Like their life was treatening.

Part of Dan wanted to ignore it and keep sliding into pure happiness and beautiful light, but small part of him felt curious about the voice.

- Baby... please... -

Dan fight to the surface to see who was calling him.

- Please... - the voice was choking out through the tears and fear.

Then it hit Dan, it was Phil.

Dan slowly open his eyes to be blind by sun.

He looked down seeing street down under his feet, everything down there was so small and everyone moved so quick...

- Danny, baby, please listen to me. - Phil's voice made Dan look back up and turn his head around to see Phil in just his boxers, standing in the middle of the balcony with his hands stretch out to Dan, with tears streaming down his face.

He looked so pale, like he have seen the Death himself.

Dan wanted to laugh about that.

- Please come down, we will get back inside, you will be safe. Baby, please. - Phil was begging.

Dan didn't understand.

To who he is begging?

Dan let confuse being painted all over his face.

- Danny, baby, please don't leave me just yet... please... - Phil was stretching his hand out even more toward Dan.

Dan looked down at it turning around completely almost losing his balance making Phil let out small scream.

Dan looked down at Phil's shaking hand.

Phil was shaking...

And begging...

To him...

Dan let his ice cold hand slip into Phil's warm one.

Phil gripped his hand tigh nodding Dan and stretching out his other hand.

Both hands...

He want me to hold both his hands...

Dan felt confuse.

Fear was spreading over his body, warning him, asking him to run away and scream, hide.

Phil won't hurt me...

Dan was fighting with himself.

He let his other hand out, it was shaking really teriblly.

Dan still wasn't sure about putting it in Phil's open one.

But than he breath in deep breath and let it slid into Phil's open hand.

Phil gripped it tight.

Dan looked up to see Phil's lighting blue eyes.

He was pulled back to the reality with such a force that his breath hitch.

- Slowly climb down so we can go inside. - Phil said in soft tone urging Dan to listen.

Dan nod slipping down the railing to stand infront Phil.

Phil looked so relieved.

- Let's go inside to get you warm. - Phil still hold both Dan's hands in his and led him inside making sure to lock the balcony door behind them.

He sit Dan down on the couch between all the puffy pillows, pulling a blanket over his shivering body.

Dan wanted to give Phil a smile, only if he would be able to move his lips that was bright blue right now.

Dan felt sudden wave of tiredness washing over him.

He yawned letting his body sing deeper into all the soft pillows and the warmth of the blanket.

His eyes start to shut.

Last thing he felt was warm, gripping touch of Phil who was still gripping Dan's hands in his.