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June 1, 2012.

The night is hot, hotter than a usual late-spring evening. Hot, and uncomfortable. The air thick with moisture and difficult to breathe in. A noise punctured the thick, warm, darkness.

Blap-whip. Blap-whip. Blap-whip.

Phineas Flynn climbed out of his bed and wandered out into the back yard to see what was happening in the back yard he looked forward to spending so much time in that summer.

June 1, 2022.

Ten years! Ten whole years since Ferb Fletcher had seen his brother. Ten years since the night he'd woken up to see his brother's empty bed. Ten years since his whole world had changed. He climbed out of bed, quietly running a hand through his thick green hair and sighed.

"You're quiet this morning," his wife said... tossing brown hair out of her face and smiling at him. "Talk to me."

He shook his head, not right now. He bit his lip and moved to the closet slowly dressing. Finally turning towards his wife and capturing her in a deep kiss. Her swollen belly hard and pressed between them. He lowered his hand gently running it over his child he smiled slowly... he couldn't wait to meet her.

"I think today's the day," his beautiful wife said, exhausted and weak looking. "Take me to the hospital."

Like a ton of bricks everything washed over him. He nodded slowly. "I wish I knew where Phineas was, I don't want him to miss this."

"I know." She told him gently. "It's been ten years now, hasn't it?"

"Yes," Ferb lowered his head. "He's missed everything."

"I know." She slowly pressed another kiss to his lips, "Take me to the hospital. It's time we met our daughter."

Ten hours later, a short delivery for sure, Ferb sat beside his wife's bed holding his baby daughter. Her green curls pressed to her forehead, he gently moved it to the side. She looked like her mother but with his bright green locks. Something, he admitted, he'd hoped she would avoid. Still, she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

A nurse came in quietly trying not to wake Vanessa. She smiled at father and daughter, "I'll need to file the certificate. What will you call her?"

Ferb thought for a moment studying his sleeping wife's form. Finally he said, "Fiona Fae Flynn-Fletcher."

"That's lovely," the nurse comments. Obviously not believing what she was saying. Ferb shook his head, his wife and he liked the name. That was what mattered, not this woman's opinion.

He had barely managed to shoo the impolite nurse from the room when his mother walked in. Linda Flynn-Fletcher grinned from ear to ear as she rushed into the room. Wrapping both arms around Ferb and the baby and kissing them both fiercely.

"She's beautiful!" Linda said. Laurence pointed out Vanessa's sleeping form and she tried to quiet her excitement.

Vanessa, who had awoken anyway, shifted and quietly agreed. "I'm just glad she didn't get my dad's nose!"

They all laughed even baby Fiona squealed her approval.

Slowly their families all trickled in and out. A newly pregnant, and very sick, Candace stopped briefly with Jeremy and their two little ones in tow. Vanessa's father, mother, and uncle. Isabella, Baljeet, Buford, and their friends all came and went. Perry, old and frail, was even carried in briefly. The only presence missing was Phineas. A pattern the group had gown painfully used to in the last ten years.

Ferb grimaced as he thought how angry he was at Phineas for being gone for so many years. He honestly had no idea where he was or why he was gone... who was he to hate a brother he wasn't even sure was still alive.

I'll find out. He promised himself. Fiona will know her uncle if I can help it.