"Phil!" Phils father opened the door to reveal Dan still engulfing Phil in his hug. "What can I say Dad,he's a hugger!"
"Cmon Phil, we should get going to the train." said Phils father. "It's a shame they can't spend more time together,Dan seemed to really like Phil." Said the old man. Phil started to walk out of the room when he felt a small tug on his sleeve.Dan was holding Phils shirt.Not wanting him to leave.Not wanting to be lonely again. "Goodbye Dan.Dont worry,we will see each other again someday. I promise. Okay. said Phil. He really didn't want to leave Dan,but he knew that it was better for Phils safety,and Dans.
Back on the train,Phil eats hungrily in the dining car. His father seemed distracted. They hadn't said much about the museum. It already seems so far away,disappearing over the horizon.He missed that place. Even though he had only been there for an hour or two. He still felt a strong connection with it.He missed the museum already.He missed Dan.Oh,how much he missed Dan. Phil eats some mashed potatoes and looks out the window. Fields roll pass in the day light. Phil stops chewing. "Dad."
"I see him to Phil."
In the reflection,Phil sees someone sitting next to him.Phil stares straight ahead and sees Dan,right there beside him. "Why is he here?!" Phil looks around. No one else seemed to notice Dan. Looks like that day when they would meet again came sooner than Phil expected. "Maybe there is something I should confess Phil." Says Phils father. "What? Why Is Dan here? The man said that Dan stays where his ashes are.His ashes are at the museum!" His father says nothing.Instead,he reaches into his pocket and lifts out the slim jar of ashes. Phil stares,horrified. "The man put it in your pocket?!" Said Phil. "I took it."confessed his father. "Why?" "He tells a story Phil,you always tell me ow bullied you get everyday.It seemed like you two really connected. I wanted you to have a friend. Someone to call yours." Said his father. "What do you mean?" Asks Phil. "Phil,I know your gay.Ive known for a while actually.Dont worry,I won't tell your mother." Says Phils father. Phil felt....well....actually kinda relieved. "Thanks Dad." Says Phil.

It's late and the train is quiet. Phil is looking for a place to sleep. He can't sleep in the room with his dad.Or with Dan.On his way to the back of the train,Phil passes some empty berths. He slips inside one of them.Soon,he is almost asleep.Hes aware of not sleeping well and being cold. Phil wakes up,shivering,in the darkness. Through the window,a moon hangs over the hills. In the splash of silver light,Dan is hunched at the end of his berth,knees up to his chin. Surprised,Phil bangs up against the wall,knocking over something next to him.He looks to see what he dropped.Dans ashes. Thankfully they weren't broken. His father must have put that there.
"What do you want Dan?" Phil whispers. Dan whispers something that Phil can't hear."I can't hear you." Says Phil. Despite what Phil said,Dan keeps talking. "Stop! Stop! It's not working. Says Phil,feeling a bit frustrated. Dan points out the window. Phil cups his hands onto the class and pears outside.Dan then points to his ashes,and makes a smashing motion with his hands. "You want me to break your ashes?" Asks Phil. Dan does it again,more empathetically. "Okay Dan,I'll do it." Says Phil. Phil knew what Dan wants.He wants to be released.
Phil pulls on his shoes and jacket. He grabs the jar and heads for the back of the car.He opens the window. Cold wind swirls in. He lifts the jar. Phil really didn't want to do this,but he knew that he had to.It was Dans decision,not his. "Goodbye Dan." From the corner of his eye,he can see Dan shaking his head.As to say "No." Phil hurls the jar out the window. For a second,it catches the moonlight as it curves towards the ground. Till he can't see it anymore.
Phil collapsed on the floor. He was crying giant tears into his palms. This goes on for a while,until he feels a soft hand on his back. "Shh....it's okay Phil." Phil doesn't recognise the voice. He looks up,Phils face is red and puffy from tears." No it's not okay!! Dans gone!!! And I'll never see him again!!"
"Nonsense Phil,I'm right here."
Phil looks up to see Dan.Same hair,clothes,eyes,except,he's alive. He's a human. Phil touches Dans arms. Flesh,blood. Phil puts his head on Dans chest. He hears a heartbeat. "But...how?!!" Phil asks. "Phil,when my true love saves me,I will be sent back as a human.You saved me Phil. You are my true love!" Phil was...amazed. Dan was here,Phil started crying tears of joy.He leaped onto Dan and hugged him as Dan had hugged him before. Dan stroked his palm through Phils hair. Until,Dan lifted up Phils chin.
"Phil,I'm gonna do something I've wanted to do ever since I met you."
And with that,Dan kissed Phil. Phil kissed Dan. They were in love. There was no doubt about that.
When it was over.they both hugged on the cold ground. While the cold air flowed into the room.The heat of the other was keeping them warm though.
"I love you Phil"
"I love you to......

Ghost Boy."