Phil's POV
"Papa?Where daddy go?"
"April...I..." I grabbed my daughter and just hugged her.
"Papa?" April asked again.
"Come on April," PJ started. "Let's take papa to the waiting room."
"Okay!" She stands up and grabs my hand.I stand up and walk with her to the waiting room,still letting out small sobs.I sit in a chair and she climbs up onto my lap.
"Papa...where is daddy?"
Pj tapped her on the shoulder. "Shh...April.He's okay.Just try to comfort papa."
God,it took hours.Two turned to four.Four turned to eight.Eight eventually turned into sixteen.News of Dan,news of the baby.
None.
(This is short,I know.The next chapter will be longer,I promise.)