I:} Several very familiar characters either physically appear or are mentioned in this chapter :D

Deciding that waiting for Esther to wake up might take too long, Agent Zero and James brought Esther to the hospital wing of BOWCA's building, named the Hub. They left her there and Zero stayed with her, while James went back to his office cubicle. Just like OWCA, all BOWCA agents had office cubicles, though they had to be a big bigger, since the agents were human, not animal. Unlike OWCA, the cubicles actually had doors.

James sat down in his chair and began typing up the report for the mission, describing everything that had happened. Writing about his friend's fall was hard for him to do but he managed to remain impartial.

Then someone knocked on his door. "Come in," James called, leaning back in his chair to give himself a break from the computer screen.

The green-haired man entered the office holding a paper cup. "Hello, James. Here's your tea."

"Ah, thanks Ferb."

Ferb Fletcher studied at university in England before ultimately joining the British Organisation Without a Cool Acronym. Although he talked a lot more, his love of inventing had not changed. Inspector Initials made him the chief engineer at BOWCA. For some reason, Ferb had also taken upon himself the task of giving all the office agents their morning coffee or, more often, tea. He was friends with Agent Zero because they were both close friends of Perry the Platypus. He was also friends with James and Esther because they were friends with Zero.

"How did your mission go?" Ferb asked, perching on James's desk.

James sighed. "It started out fine, but the suspect got away and Esther got injured."

"Is she okay?"

Ferb had only met BOWCA's best agent a few times, but he really liked her.

"Hopefully she'll be fine," James replied. "She got knocked out and she may have a few injuries but hopefully nothing serious."

"Well, Esther's very resilient. I'm sure she'll be fine."

Ferb stood up. "Well, I have to go. I'm clocking out early."

"Really? Why?"

"Date night," grinned Ferb.

"You have a girlfriend?"

"No. I have a fiancée."

"Oh, I didn't know that!" James smiled at his friend. "When are you getting married?"

"End of June next year."

"And when did you get engaged?"

"Yesterday," Ferb replied. "She's amazing, really amazing. We've been going out for years. We knew each other as kids, you see, but we weren't romantically interested in each other until we realised we were going to the same college here in England."

"She's American?"

"Yeah."

"What's her name?"

"Gretchen," answered Ferb. "She actually works for BOWCA too."

"Oh!" Clarity dawned on James. "She's Inspector Initials's intern, right?"

"That's right, though she's also a part-time field agent. She was a member of the Fireside Girls for fourteen years. She has a lot of skills."

"Fireside Girls?"

"The American version of Girl Guides."

"Ah, right."

"Except a bit more extreme."

"Really? How?"

For the next hour, Ferb told stories of the Fireside Girls Troop 46231's feats, led by their fearless leader, Ferb's brother's wife, Isabella Garcia-Shapiro.

"I agree," Zero laughed. "Fireside Girls do seem more extreme than Girl Guides. I mean, they crewed an aeroplane, acted as a pit crew for a very real racing car, and rolled down a rollercoaster track in a Chevrolet Corvair 95 Greenbrier to procure some sap for you and your brother."

"Indeed," grinned Ferb. "And Phineas and I were often there to witness their amazing feats."

At that moment, a phone rang. It didn't sound like Zero's landline and he didn't have a mobile phone so he stared at Ferb, who was looking sheepish. "Ah, usually I'm in my lunch break when he calls."

"When who calls?"

"Phineas. He works as a rocket scientist in Houston. He always FaceTimes me when he wakes up, before he leaves for work."

"You can answer it in here if you want," Zero offered.

Ferb gave him a grateful look, fished a mobile phone out of his pocket, aimed the backwards camera at him, and pressed answer. Zero watched. He heard an American voice say, "Hey, Ferb! What took you so long?"

"Hi, Phin. I kind of got caught up and I'm still at work."

"Oh. I can call you back, if you want."

"No, no, it's okay. I'm in my friend's office."

A female voice came out of the speaker. "Hi Ferb, how's Gretchen?"

"Hi Izzy. We're getting married," smiled Ferb. "I proposed yesterday and she said yes."

The squeal that emanated from the phone just then was so high pitched that it would have shattered windows had Isabella been here with them.

"Izzy, I'm in someone else's office," Ferb reproached his friend with a smile.

"Oh, sorry. Wait, you have a friend at work? Which one? James?"

"Yes, James."

Ferb turned the phone around and pointed it at James, who gave a wave. The man standing in the camera had a triangular head and red hair. A black haired woman was standing in the background. They both waved. "Hi James."

Ferb turned the camera back to himself.

"You're not the only one who has good news, Ferb," said Phineas. "We have two pieces of good news. First, Candace is moving to the UK!"

"What?" gasped Ferb. "Why?"

"You know how she became a lawyer?"

Ferb nodded.

"Well, she quit that job yesterday and she's going to try for Prime Minister of England!"

"Why not President of the USA?" Ferb inquired.

"She thinks President Tjinder is doing a very good job and there's no need to replace him," grinned Phineas. "So Candace is going to use her law education to become an MP in England. She's already applied for citizenship."

"Doesn't the Prime Minister have to be British?" asked Ferb.

James, who overheard the question, answered, "No, actually. The Prime Minister has to be:

"The leader of the majority in the House of Commons;
"An elected Member of Parliament;
"At least 18 years old;
"A citizen of the UK, Republic of Ireland or 52 other Commonwealth member countries.

"Nowhere does it say that the Prime Minister has to be British born."

"Well, good for her," beamed Ferb. "But what's the second bit of good news?"

Phineas and Isabella exchanged a delighted look. "Can I tell him?" Isabella asked.

"Sure."

Isabella steadied herself, looked into the camera, and said, "We're going to have a baby!"

Ferb nearly fell off the desk. "WHAT? That's great, guys! Congratulations! How far along?"

"Two months, but we only found out yesterday," Phineas replied.

"Do you know what gender?"

"We want it to be a surprise," Isabella answered. "I'm really nervous but also excited!"

"I bet you are," Ferb grinned. "That's great, guys."

James stood up and stretched. "Lunch time," he said. "I think I'll leave you guys to it."

"Thanks."

James left the office. Ferb's life was complex: a new niece or nephew coming, a new wife, and his sister coming to England to try and be the Prime Minister. Compared to Ferb's life, James felt completely ordinary.

Okay, first of all, I'm so sorry if you ship Ferbnessa or if you hate the ship Ferbetchen (or both) but I think it's too cute so that's the ship I included.

Second of all, how about that idea to make Ferb and Gretchen members of BOWCA? Cool, right?

Third of all, PHINEAS AND ISABELLA ARE MARRIED AND ABOUT TO HAVE A CHILD! AND PHINEAS IS A ROCKET SCIENTIST! I thought that would be a fitting job for the brilliant mind that is Phineas Flynn.

Fourth, Baljeet is president! Wtf, right?

PM me with thoughts :)