#para:daniel

[teganparker-blog]

It Just Ain't Living || Tegan & Daniel

Who: Tegan Parker & Daniel Brady. 

When: Monday 11 August, with mentions of the the weeks previous.

Where: LA hospital.

Notes: Just when things are starting to look bleak, Daniel's health starts to pick up.

Word count: 880 words.

Tegan was there for him when he started to lose his appetite, and she was there for him when he was getting confused easily. He didn't recognise one of his doctors, and once it hit him that he knew fully well who it was, the look on his face was heartbreaking. She watched as Daniel's facade was breaking, and he was soon a shell of the person he was. He barely spoke and instead, he just laid there lifeless as the doctors prodded and poked him. Daniel was suffering through headaches that made him wake up at night, screaming and shouting for help. His breathing was getting irregular, and he soon needed more support than ever before. And the nights where he spent nursing a nose bleed or when he coughed up blood, he looked set to give up. And Tegan sat with him, holding his hand and telling him everything would be okay. But she knew there was a huge chance it wouldn't be, especially when his parents were sitting by the bedside telling him that it was okay to give up and that he didn't need to be brave anymore, which she knew Daniel would have rolled his eyes at if he had the energy.

And Tegan was fully sure he did give up, when she awoke the next morning to find him in peaceful slumber. Daniel looked frail, and almost like a china doll. He hadn't woken up that day, or the day after. He was holding on, barely, but it was enough for her. The doctors were considering if there was anything that they could do at this point, but his parents put up a fight. While they were looking into other possible treatments, she stayed by his side, barely leaving his room. She called her family to let them know what was happening, and although she felt guilty for leaving her sisters, she needed to be here with him. And she hated leaving Mathew, but what could she do? She couldn't leave his family alone, they were leaning on her more than she used them for comfort. When the whole Brady family came over, she stayed at the sideline, too scared to leave. Tegan watched from a distance as a family was saying their goodbyes to a child going too soon, a much loved member of their family that didn't deserve to go. 

And then the impossible happened. The doctors came up with an idea, that might have given Daniel more time. It wouldn't have completely fought off the cancer cells, but it would bring it down and stop the cancer spreading to his bones. Rubidomycin would mean more chemotherapy, but they were willing to do anything to make him better. The treatment started, and things were starting to look up. Tegan was finally feeling more confident again, and Daniel had started showing more signs of improving. Family were flying back home to Texas, and his parents were starting to ease up on him.

Tegan had stayed in his room on the cool afternoon of the 11th. Not much had changed and he was still stable. She had given up reading to him, because her voice was growing hoarse and she could hardly keep her eyes open. She laid her head on his bed and closed her eyes, hoping to catch up on some sleep. Just as she felt herself relax, she heard a small noise and looked up. She could have sworn she saw some movement from Daniel, and she stood up to get closer to him. "Daniel?" she asked, seeing if there was any response. There wasn't any, and she started to feel horrible for getting her hopes up. She stayed watching him, where she saw his eyes starting to slowly flicker open. "Daniel?" she asked again, starting to smile at the sight in front of her. Once Daniel had gotten used to his surroundings, he cleared his throat and turned slowly to face her. "I know it's not much, but you could have showered," he said in a rough, shaky voice. She started to laugh and wrapped her arms around her, trying her best not to cry. "Don't do that to me again!" Daniel held her closer to him and he coughed a little, before he answered her. "I don't plan on doing that anytime soon."

[william-brennan]

It Can't Come Quickly Enough || Daniel & William

William found himself sitting in his brother's living room by himself. He wasn't sure where Ava had gone to, or even his brother, but being alone hadn't bothered him much until he realized it. In front of him was a cup of tea and upon reaching for it, he noticed that it was nearly empty. This had become a problem for William, at times he felt as though he was losing his mind but he knew that he could get swept away in his own thought process and lose track of his surroundings. For all he knew, he could have mumbled something out loud about acknowledging their departures. William had been back for weeks now and yet he had gotten nowhere with them. Visiting his family never brought them closer to each other. There wasn't any sign that bonding had happened.

He was fearful that Daniel had picked up on how often he had been checking out of situations lately. It was something he did as a kid, often daydreaming about stuff, but it wasn't as acceptable now that he was in his thirties. Since moving back, it had become difficult for William to focus on anything his brother was saying because he was too caught up in thinking about how badly he needed to tell him he was sick. William was afraid of how Daniel might react to being told, though. He felt as though he was going around in circles and even though he knew what he had to do, he was always being pulled back by the fear that he let sit in every time he thought about talking to his brother. 

William held the cup to his lips and sipped his tea until it was gone. He allowed himself to sit in silence for a few minutes because his curiosity got the better of him. Checking the time on his watch, he thought maybe Ava was out with the kids but had Daniel gone with her? It was a nice day outside, so he wouldn't have blamed them for abandoning someone who had been carrying a cloud over their head. William found comfort in knowing that Declan was at home. Although, at this moment, he wasn't sure why. He stood up and gathered his dishes and made his way into the kitchen. There was a short startled jolt in his body as he walked in, he was surprised to find his brother in the kitchen.

"Oh, I didn't know you were in here." With dishes in his hand, William moved forward and set them down on the counter next to the sink. He didn't hesitate to pull up a chair at the table. "I thought you may have been out with Ava." As William took a seat he realized that he was actually alone with Daniel. It hadn't really occurred to him before, but they hadn't had a second to themselves since he arrived. Was it intentional? William couldn't be certain. It had made it harder for William to talk to his brother. He wasn't ready for Ava to know that he was positive. William also felt as though Daniel might feel ganged up on if he brought Declan along. They needed to talk in private, it was clear to him now.

He couldn't describe the feelings that were mixing inside of him. For the first time in a very long time, he felt brave. There was also a sense of urgency, as if he had to speak now or else he would never be given the chance. Even though he knew it wasn't true, he couldn't help it when the words fell out of his mouth. "Can we talk?" William's chair squeaked as he scooted closer to the table and placed his arms down on it, "I mean, right now? While we're alone?" His eyes scanned the room to try and meet Daniel's. His eyes were dark, unlike William's, and it was a reminder of how different they were. He looked like their dad and sometimes William felt jealous of that. It made him feel like an outcast among the men in his family. Especially when he more resembled their mom.

[cmreedie-blog]

A Clinical Approach || Crystal&Daniel

"How do you get someone through a panic attack?" Crystal muttered, as she scrambled for her keys. She only grabbed her phone and wallet before throwing her hair in a pony tail, and heading out the door. She had promised to Daniel to help him with this. Panic attacks. She had never thought he would be someone that would have those, but she knew the pain behind it. With her nightmares, she could really relate to what he was going through. But talking to him about that wouldn't be an option while he was in the state he was. 

It didn't take long for Crystal to get the car started up, and start towards Daniel's house. It was a bit like second nature still after all the time they were together. It wasn't something she was sure she should still have memorized, but it also wasn't something someone just forgot either. 

Crystal was at his house in a total of five minutes, scrambling for the door in a second. Once she got in the home, however, she took a deep breath. She needed to approach this calmly. It wouldn't do a person panicking any good to panic. "Daniel?" Crystal called softly, poking her head into his bedroom. She crept up next to him, sitting on the bed. "Daniel, look at me, okay? Look at me." She said gently, trying to catch his attention so he could focus on something else.

[cmreedie-blog]

That Awkward Moment || Crystal&Daniel

Things with Daniel had been awkward to say in the least. She did her best to avoid him when she could solely because she hated how awkward things felt around him. The break up between the two of them was messy, but they managed to keep it as quiet as possible. Daniel had been the first to say he was in love, and Crystal, on the other hand, didn't feel it back. It what sparked the break-up in the first place, and frankly it made it kind of awkward to make out on set and pretend to be all lovey-dovey with one another.

However, Crystal getting her stuff back was more important than the awkward interactions, or she hoped so anyway. The actress pulled into her ex's driveway, and for a while, she stared out the windshield for a while. Before everything Crystal would be itching to run to the front door and see him. Now she couldn't take enough time. Finally, the girl groaned and climbed out of her car, walking towards the front door, staring at it, fist clenched next to her, ready to knock. Silencing her mind, she finally knocked three solid times before dropping her hand and her gaze, waiting for Daniel. She really hoped it would be an in and out deal.

[helenawate-blog]

The Truth Behind All This || Helena (W) & Daniel

For the young fourteen-year-old Helena Wate, today couldn’t have gotten anymore confusing. First of all, there was this boy who told her that is was the 19th century, not the 21st. That same boy also vaguely said that she was a Mudane, which she didn’t understand. Of course, she was human. What else would she be? Second, there was this woman, dressed weirdly who looked exactly like her mom, Hana but claimed that she wasn’t. Lastly, that woman asked the brunette if she was the woman’s twin sister’s daughter. As far as Helena was aware, her mom didn’t have any sisters. However, neither she nor Zach knew very much about their parent’s past and how they met. Perhaps, it was a time to find out.

She had followed that boy to this place called the Institute, which looked like an old church from the outside, but a residence on the inside. Walking around the place, looking for anyone she knew, which was just her mom, dad and Zach.

After what could have been merely ten minutes or even hours, Helena saw her dad, who stood out from the crowd of people by the different clothing he was wearing from all the others. Running towards him, Helena called out, “Dad!” and put her arms around him when she reached him. “Dad…Where are we? Why is everything so different…a-and…does mom have a twin sister? Where is she, anyway? And Zach?” Helena questioned, letting out all these questions that had been stuck in her mind.

[isobel-bennett]

Food is good || Daniel and Isobel

Isobel had quickly grabbed her backpack as she saw the text Daniel had sent her. He would be in the student center in a few minutes. Luckily, Isobel never really needed much time to get ready for something. Not for school, not for something like this. Isobel just had to put her hair in a ponytail, put on her jacket and get in her shoes. Isobel wasn’t really the type of girl who would dress up for something. And definitely not just dinner with a friend. Isobel took her keys and walked out of her dorm. It was small, but it was big enough for her. Even though usually her dorm was pretty neat, now her running clothes were all over the floor and some of her books on her bed. She tried to go out for a run at least one time a day. Usually twice a day. She hated not running. It was this thing she loved and she couldn’t really go without it. It made her feel better, happier.

As Isobel jogged down the stairs and walked over to the student center, she realized that perhaps Daniel didn’t even want to go with her, for food. But then again, he did say that he wanted to go with her. Not in those words, but it came down to that. He was nice, unlike most of the guys here he didn’t tell her that it was  ‘hot’ when a girl played football, or asked her if she ‘secretly was a guy’. That was nice. She barely spoke to anyone who wasn’t surprised by the fact that she liked so many things that girls usually didn’t like. She never really talked to Daniel about it, but he didn’t seem like the guy who would say something that would be offensive. When she arrived, she noticed someone else arriving as well. A smile appeared on her face as  she approached the guy. “Hey.” Isobel said as she smiled.

[skyewinchester-blog]

New Faces | Daniel and Skye

A bubble of laughter burst from her lips at the other's words. "Friends. Great. I love making friends," she said, feigning enthusiasm. Sputter? Her brow furrowed at him. She didn't sputter. If anything, she fumbled. Yes. That was the right word. She fumbled with her words. Not with everyone, though. Just with some people. Like Daniel. Not for any reason in particular, just that he was nice. His niceness, though, Skye noted, was making her look like a fool. She grimaced inwardly at the thought.

It wasn't as though Skye purposefully made an idiot out of herself. If she was more like her oldest brother, Dean, she wouldn't have this problem. This as in being an awkward fuck around certain kinds of people. But, no. What did she get from the Winchesters? A few knife tricks. The ability to aim and shoot a gun. And mostly, she gained a great, ardent, profound adoration for rock and roll -- because that, out of all the things, was going to help her in life.

She shook her head a little, clearing out of her thoughts. Her eyes focused back on Daniel. A grin broke out on her lips, and she gestured a hand forward. "Lead the way, Danny boy."

[thesaviorofmonterey-blog]

Can you handle me? || Daniel&Stefan

If Stefan wanted to keep up the act of a normal teenager, that just lost his parents and moved with his siblings to Beacon Hills for a fresh start, he had to go to school. That didn't really help him right now, as he only saw school as a unlimited blood source. It was quite annoying to be forced to sit through class about things he already learnt a hundred years ago. This wasn't a damn Twilight movie. Honestly, how many times could a guy listen the same thing over and over before he goes insane? But Stefan didn't have to worry about that, considering that he was already crazy (at least to the most of people). And with the switch flipped off, who knows what could happen. He hadn't been to school for over two weeks, and the principal already called their house five or six times to check up on him, and Stefan was running out of excuses. 

So there he was, standing in the hallway, leaning against his locker with his arms crossed over his chest as he watched the roaming crowd of students, getting ready for the next class, pass in front of his eyes. He scanned their faces trying to find his next victim, as he was quite hungry and bored at the moment. And, nothing bad would happen if he ditched first period, it's not like he didn't know everything that they would talk about today. He spotted a group of girls going to the bathroom and he slightly pushed himself off the locker, making his way towards them. The confused expression on their faces as they saw him walk in was priceless. It only took him a few seconds to compel four girls to leave him alone with the fifth, to keep their mouth shut and guard the door. "You're Donna right?" Stefan asked, tilting his head as he got closer to the girl. "You aren't going to scream, or talk for that matter. You're just going to stand still." His voice was soft as he compelled her, moving her auburn hair from the nape of her neck. Just as his fangs elongated, he heard someone coming in. "I told you not to let anyone in." He turned to face the intruder slightly irritated, as he thought that it was some of the girls. But instead of an annoying teenager, Daniel was standing in front of him. " Ah well if it isn't my favorite cousin." A smirk appeared on his lips as he spoke, letting the girl go.