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"One. Two. Three. Four. Five." Candace pressed down on Ferb's chest repeatedly with shaking hands over and over again, checking his pulse every ten compressions. She never noticed Isabella behind, or Phineas and Vanessa, until Isabella pushed her out the way and took over pumping down on the British boy's chest. Candace opened her mouth, but shut it again when she realised it'd work better if they rotated. She heard sobs from all around her, and was pretty certain some had escaped her own throat.

"Please don't do this Ferb! I love you! I need you!" Vanessa begged, running her hand through his green hair. "I always loved you Ferb, ever since the moment we met. Please, Ferb Fletcher, don't do this!" Vanessa felt like her heart was being torn into tiny pieces, ready to be scattered so she could never be complete again. She couldn't lose Ferb: he meant the world to her, he was the world to her. She saw Phineas hold his hand, fingers wrapped around his wrist, searching desperately for a pulse.

"Ferb, bro, without you, I couldn't of made any of those miracles happen that we invented day after day. So, please, just one more time, beat the impossible. I'll help you. Just don't die on me. I need you!" Phineas' voice was eerily devoid of its usual cheerfulness and glee that everyone else relied on to cheer them up in hard times, and it scared the people around him to hear the energetic boy so sad.

"Ferb, I know I always used to try to bust you, but I couldn't be prouder of you. If you left us, life would become so dull. There wouldn't be any point in living anymore. Don't leave us, please!" Candace looked down in sorrow, desperate for something, anything. She wished for her brother to stay alive, harder than she'd ever wished before. It was then Candace can to the conclusion that it was her fault. If she'd have been faster, even just a minute, they could've stopped it. They could've saved him. She blamed herself, the guilt pressing down on her, crushing her.

Perry tilted his head downwards with his paws clasped together hopefully, yet even he began to doubt if Ferb would survive. He longed more than ever for a voice to pay tribute to his owner, and felt something he hadn't felt since he was a platypup: a tear. It ran down his fur, leaving a warm, salty trail behind it. Perry chattered quietly and took his fedora off, holding it to his chest.

Candace nudged Isabella slightly and took over the compressions, despite the protests her burning arms were giving. She refused to give up despite her mind telling her that it was pointless, that she couldn't bring him back now. Isabella reached out for Phineas' hand, and squeezed it, trying to reassure the boy, when she knew that she wasn't in the best position to try and do so, needing consoling herself.

"Ferb, without you and your brother, I don't know where I would be. You should me to believe that the impossible was only so if we made it that way. Oh, and your oblivious brother finally figured it out. If you're not coming back for anything, you need to come back to see that. I owe you a fiver, remember?" She let a weak chuckle escape her throat, much to her love's confusion, though Phineas decided he'd ask her later about it, when Ferb was back, and safely with them, because in the boy's mind, there was no if about it. Ferb would be back.

Perry watched, agonised, as his youngest owner gave up, letting his brother's arm drop limp from his grasp. It pained the mammal to see his family so hurt and torn apart. He reached out with his paws, holding the hand tightly into his chest as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to stop the tears that fell down his face. Perry prayed for a miracle more than ever now, just one miracle. He was desperate: desperate for something, anything to bring his boy back.

Perry felt a warm, comforting hand on his shoulder, contrasting with the cool one he hugged tightly to his chest, holding on as if it would actually help the boy in some way. He knew they were just trying to help, but all the hand did was remind him of how lifeless the boy in front of him was. How still and cold Ferb lay.

No-one had noticed when the Sun Beater 9000 had stopped, or that Jeremy had left. The blonde haired man ran back, tailed by a team of paramedics. They barely kept up with Jeremy, running faster than he thought he could. For the second time in one day. Jeremy didn't give a damn though. Although Jeremy wasn't a close to Ferb as the rest of the occupants of the vehicle, the boy was still like family to him, and had never said a bad word against him.

"Over here," he called out to the doctors behind him as he climbed in to the Sun Beater 9000. He gently pushed his way through the gathering of his friends and almost-family, and lifted Ferb from the seats. Two of the doctors helped him move the green-haired boy out of the vehicle and onto the stretcher outside, where the doctors rushed him inside the hospital. The group of friends chased after them until one of the doctors stopped them, asking them to wait in the waiting room as Ferb was being taken in for emergency surgery if they could get his heart started again. Candace thanked the doctor weakly, and walked towards the waiting rooms slowly, trailed by her friends. She felt numb. Like nothing mattered anymore. Her legs felt like they were about to buckle underneath her weight, but she didn't care. She didn't feel anything.

Perry walked ever so slightly behind Candace, feeling like he might be sick. His stomach twisted and his throat tightened, and though Perry knew Ferb was in the best hands, he couldn't help but let the fear dominate his mind and heart, his every movement and every thought. The emotional pain he felt was mentally killing him. It was like a massive part of him had just been torn from him and carelessly thrown away.

Phineas and Isabella walked side by side, holding one another's hand. But for them, it wasn't a sign of their love, or their relationship, but more an action of comfort for themselves, knowing that if Ferb was lost, they had each other to help them through the undoubtedly hard time that would entail the boy's death. Phineas couldn't help but notice the irony that in one day, he'd found part of the jigsaw puzzle of his life, but had another part taken away from him. Isabella couldn't bear the idea of losing her best friend whom she shared so many memories with, whilst she was terrified for Phineas and how he'd cope with losing his brother, his closest friend.

Jeremy quickened his pace, trying to catch up with his fiancé. He knew that out of the group, he was the least affected, and it still pained him greatly. He also knew what Candace was like, and was more than certain that if she hadn't already blamed herself, it wouldn't be long until she did, and Jeremy feared how much of an impact that would have on her. Jeremy was more than certain that it would break Candace to the point where he couldn't put her back together again.

The group sat in silence apart from the noises of crying in the waiting room. Doctors came and went, pleading with them to be checked over by a medical professional, but each one of them refused to move until they had news. Hours ticked by, dragging on, seeming far longer than they actually were, dragging the emotions to extents they hadn't reached before with them. The atmosphere was tense, and just grew worse as time passed until one of the doctors finally entered to say something other than they needed to be checked over.

"Are you the group who came in with Ferb Fletcher, the boy with green hair?" There were multiple desperate nods from around the room, urging the doctor to carry on talking.

"We managed to stabilise his condition, thankfully, but he is currently in a medically induced coma in the ICU. We've had to put him onto a heart machine to help pump the blood around, but we are confident that he will recover." The doctor tried to sound as cheerful as one could whilst telling a large group of friends and family that their loved one was still severely injured and not out of the woods.