I'm already updating agin :O :O I might very well be faster on this story than the others in the series xD In all fairness, it will be the shortest story in the series

I DO NOT OWN PHINEAS AND FERB. ANY CHARACTER YOU DO NOT RECOGNIZE IS PROBABLY MINE

(Daisy's POV)

"Where is my daughter?" Dennis demanded yet again, glaring at me.

I didn't shrink back. Yet. "I thought you called her a traitor."

Pain flashed in Dennis' eyes for a second. "She is one. But where is she?"

Christine- who had been talking to someone over her phone- placed her phone back in her fur pocket and walked over to Dennis, Leo, and me. "It's none of your business," she said coldly.

"It is every bit my business," Dennis growled. "Where's Courtney?"

(Michael's POV)

I felt a little stab of guilt as I heard Dennis demanding Daisy, Leo, and Christine where his daughter was. She was right here, curled up next to me. Right in the other room.

It wasn't like Dennis wouldn't ever see Courtney again. In fact, Dennis would probably see her very soon. However, now I was- okay, I wasn't technically a father yet. But I had the anticipation and excitement that I was going to become one, and that alone bonded me to my child I hadn't even met yet. Dennis almost definitely loved his daughter... In his own, twisted way, that is.

Courtney began to toss and turn a bit. I gently let go of her and let her move freely. After a couple more minutes, she let out a little moan- the kind everyone makes before they wake up.

Sure enough, my mate then yawned and opened her eyes. She let out a yelp of surprise, and I saw her jump a little. "Michael!"

I grinned. "Hey, sweetheart."

"How long was I asleep?"

Now I glanced at the closest clock- I wasn't wearing my watch. "About thirty minutes."

Courtney sighed. "Seriously?"

"Don't worry," I chuckled. "It's not like you'll never get another chance to sleep."

My mate crossed her arms and grinned. "You're sounding different now."

"New..." I hesitated. "New priorities have come up."

"Oh." Courtney snuggled up against me and pressed her forehead up against mine. "Where are the others? I thought they said they wouldn't leave while I was asleep."

"They didn't," I reassured. "They're in the living room." I felt my mate relax. "Honestly, even if they were going to- which I know they weren't- I think they would have stayed anyway. After what just happened..."

Courtney backed away from me and looked me in the eye. "Alright, what'd I miss?"

(Courtney's POV)

Michael simply backed away from me, stood up, and began to walk into the living room. I exasperatedly got up and followed him.

"Michael, I was asleep for thirty minutes. What could have possibly happened in thirty minutes that's so-" I broke off when I saw a cage. A cage with an all too familiar face in it.

"Dad," I said coldly. I was trying not to seem too shocked, but the waver in my voice ruined that. "What are you doing here?"

Michael gripped my paw tightly. "For some reason, Dennis completely mutilated his jail cell in the O.W.C.A-Traz. We have to watch him until it's rebuilt."

I glared at Dad. "Well, it got me here, right?" he grinned. "Come on, Michael, you know how horrible that place is."

My mate shook his head. "So you got yourself trapped in my entire family's house, not to mention the daughter of a sorcerer and her family's. Yeah, real smart."

"Come here." I pulled Michael further away from Dad and held his paws while staring deep into his eyes.

"Courtney, what is it?"

"Why now?" I wailed quietly. "Why did he have to come now? Why NOW?"

Michael raised an eyebrow. "'Why now' what, sweetheart?"

"Why did Dad have to come now? Why did all this have to happen now? I would have been fine with this a couple of days ago, but why now?" I began crying quietly. "Why did he have to come now, when I'm expecting our baby?"

My mate wrapped his arms around me as I quietly cried. "He's the one who created the Anti-O.W.C.A. plan, right?"

"Yeah," Michael sighed.

"Then he's the one who separated hundreds of children from their parents. Michael, he can't find out about our child; who knows what could happen?"

Michael rubbed my back. "Then he WON'T find out about our child."

I sniffled and wiped my eyes. "But as much as I hate to admit it, Mike, he's family." I rested my paw on my stomach. "He's this little one's grandfather. He does have a right to know about it."

"Oh, Courtney..." Michael pressed his forehead against mine and put his paws on my waist. We both knew everyone in the room- including Dad- was watching, but we didn't care.

"Do you know how long he has to stay here?"

"The Warden said probably about two weeks to a month."

I sighed. "He'll find out by then. Whether we tell him or not, it'll become obvious."

Dad coughed, making Michael and me turn to look at him. "I hate to break this up, but would you mind explaining... Well, THAT?" He gestured to me and Michael, who still had his paws on my waist.

"Dad," I said firmly, turning my whole body to him and grabbing Michael's paw, "Michael is my mate."

His eyes widened. "You became mates with Perry's son?"

I laid my head on Michael's shoulder, staring firmly at Dad.

"I never thought that would happen," sighed Dad.

"You're not the only one," came a familiar male voice from behind us.

We whirled around, and Michael grinned. "Dad!"

Sure enough, Perry, Pixie, and Emily were standing in the doorway. "You're early," I commented.

Perry and Pixie glared at Dad; Emily just looked nervous. "We went to talk to Major Monogram after Christine called," Perry explained. "He allowed us to leave early."

"I wish he had given a warning," Pixie muttered, crossing her arms.

"The arrangement was made only about an hour ago," Dad pointed out.

"I don't care. He could have still given us a warning."

Dad grinned and shook his head. "Pixie, Pixie, Pixie. Stubborn as always."

"You better believe it."

I chuckled and leaned back against Michael's chest. As soon as I remembered his injury, I quickly leaned forward again and glanced back at my mate.

He smiled at me, and I leaned back against him again. Michael's arms wrapped around me, confirming that what I was doing wasn't hurting him.

(Dennis' POV)

I couldn't believe it. My daughter was mates with Perry's son! Perry and I had been enemies since before we had each fallen in love with someone else, and now we were... Oh... I guess we were now related... Ew.

Watching Courtney and Michael gave me an unexpected pang of sadness. Although I hadn't experienced that pang in years, I immediately recognized why I got it.

It was Melissa, Courtney's mother. I missed her. I WAS evil- I was proud to say it. But even I fell in love with someone. I feel deeply in love with Melissa the rabbit, and she had left me.

A wave of anger washed over me. Melissa left me. The last time I had seen her was when she was pregnant with Courtney; I told her about the Anti-O.W.C.A. plan that I had created and hinted at to L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N- although I did claim those imbeciles made it when I was talking to Melie.

My paws clenched the bars of the new cage I was in. Melie had promised to visit me in the jail cell after she dropped our baby off with L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N. She never did.

"Dad, I'm sorry if you have a problem with Michael being my mate," Courtney said shakily. "But there's no point in wishing he wasn't. I love him."

Another doleful pang struck my heart, and I didn't reply.

(Michael's POV)

When Dennis didn't answer after several minutes, Daisy, Leo, and Christine stepped back out of the background and said, "Bye". By now, it was only early afternoon, but they seemed to realize it would be best for them to leave now.

Dad, Mom, and Emily were now on the couch, which was just out of hearing range of Dennis. They waved me and Courtney over. We quickly walked over to the couch- feeling Dennis' eyes on us- and climbed onto it.

"What is it?" I whispered, starting our hushed conversation.

Mom glanced concernedly at my mate. "How are you doing, Courtney?"

"I'm fine." The slight shake of Courtney's voice betrayed her calm tone and posture.

I nuzzled Courtney's cheek sympathetically as Emily asked, "Why did you ask that, Mom?"

"Emily," Dad scolded quietly, "Dennis is Courtney's father. This will be hard for her."

"But we have to tell her," grinned Courtney.

"Yeah." I nodded in agreement with my mate.

Emily cocked her head in confusion. "Tell me what?"

Courtney and I exchanged a grin. "Emily," I began, "you're going to get a niece or nephew."

It took Emily approximately ten seconds to interpret this. "Courtney's PREGNANT?" she hissed.

We all nodded. "Well, why didn't you tell me this earlier?!"

"Because someone decided to sleep in late," Mom grinned.

"We wanted to," I promised. "We just didn't have time."

Emily sighed and shook her head. "Fine. Normally, I'd be angry, but we've obviously got more important things right now."

"Like what we're going to do in a couple weeks," Courtney pointed out. "If Dad's still stuck here in a month..." She couldn't finish her thought.

"You're worried he'll do something with the baby," pieced Dad.

Courtney nodded weakly.

"Don't worry," I murmured, nuzzling her with my beak again. "I won't let him do ANYTHING to our child."

"WE won't," Mom corrected with a smile. "This next while is going to be hard on all of us, but we CAN get through it-"

"If we work together," Dad finished.

I exchanged a glance with Emily. "Together," we agreed with a grin.

"Together." Courtney had been my mate for eight months, but she still seemed a bit surprised with just how close our family was.

We stuck by each other through everything, and, now that Courtney was part of the family, my parents and sister were going to stick by her just as closely. We WOULD get through this. Together.

…Anyone bugged by the slightly cliché ending? No? Great xD xD I love the ending, so…