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Paramedics have put PJ on a gurney and have transported him to the hospital, while Winnie's corpse has been transported to the morgue.

No one at the club was certain as to who would murder such an innocent young girl. The entire city of Danville knew who Winnie and PJ were, as they were children of the famous Flynb-Fletcher brother duo. However, people never knew anyone that would hold something against the family so much that they would go as far as to eradicate the life of a beautiful little green-haired girl.

While PJ was laid up at the hospital, the doctors concluded that there were no visible injuries, but the shock of seeing his best friend's corpse lying in front of him was enough to put the triangle-headed teenager in a deep state of unconsciousness.

The police knew it was about time to notify the family of both PJ and Winnie and tell them the heartbreaking news. They didn't know how to break it to the Fletcher family especially since they have just lost their daughter.


It was past 10 pm, the time Vanessa specifically told her daughter to come home with PJ from the club. Mrs. Fletcher was relaxing on her living room couch, cuddling with her husband. They were watching the nightly news, perhaps the same broadcasting PJ was watching back at the club. Vanessa gasped, but Ferb held her hand and spoke to her calmly.

"It's ok, darling."

Vanessa stammered for a bit. "But, Thaddeus has been going after our family for years. It's gotten worse since his brother passed away."

Ferb shushed her, planting a kiss on her lips. "We'll be fine."

Vanessa smiled. "So tell me, how was the entire 'guys night' for you and the other boys."

Ferb scoffed. "Don't even get me started! Let's just say that I will NEVER offer Buford a drink...EVER!"

Vanessa laughed and smiled at her husband. Then, the doorbell rang. Ferb got up and walked over to answer it. He was stunned to see an officer looking rather solemn, with his hat in his hands.

Ferb raised his eyebrow. "Ello, officer. How can I help you?"

The dark-skinned officer cleared his throat. "Are you Ferb Fletcher?"

Ferb smiled. "Why yes, yes I am."

"Is it okay if I come in? There is something I have to tell you and your wife."

Ferb moved and allowed the officer to enter. Once he did, Ferb shut the door and the officer took a seat on the recliner sitting on the adjacent side of the living room.

Ferb sat right back next to his wife as Vanessa questioned the officer. "So how can we help you, sir?"

The officer took a deep breath. "I'm here to talk to you about your daughter...and your nephew."

Vanessa's expression started to become more concerned. What does her daughter have anything to do with the police at this moment?

Vanessa hardly could breathe. Ferb stared at the officer with wide-eyes and his pupils shrunk to microscopic size.

"I'm...I'm so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Fletcher, but your daughter she...she..." The cop couldn't find the right words to explain to this girl's parents what had happened. Vanessa stood from her seat and pleaded with the officer with her eyes.

"She's gone, Mrs. Fletcher. We found her body outside of the club."

Vanessa's world completely shattered. She didn't know what to feel. Her girl...her baby girl is now...gone.

Ferb felt tears escaping his eyes after having to come to the realization that his daughter is now gone. Flashback began to replay in Ferb's mind, typically happy ones with Winnie. From the day she was born to the day she learned how to stand on her own two feet, to the day she went to preschool with her cousin, to when she learned how to ride her first bicycle. Now...she's gone.

After a whole minute of silence, Vanessa couldn't take it anymore. She broke down on her knees and wailed in agony, tears streaming down her face like waterfalls. Ferb rushed to her side and embraced her as the two began crying their eyes out.

The officer stood there trying to hold back his own tears. What laid before him was a broken family...and there was nothing he could do to help them.


The officer earlier sent his partner to the Flynn House to explain to Mr. and Mrs. Flynn about the status of their son, as well as their niece.

Phineas and Isabella took their seats at the kitchen table, eating their fair share of lasagna that Isabella made for dinner. They were waiting for the son to come home from the club since it was past his curfew and they were getting worried.

Phineas scoffed. "What's taking him so long?"

Isabella grinned and put her hand above her husband's. "He's just a little late, dear. You know how teenagers are. Remember when we were his age?"

Phineas chuckled. "Oh yeah, like the time I snuck out of the house, drove Buford's motorcycle through a storefront window, got arrested, and had Ferb come and drive me home with only his permit."

Isabella laughed and nodded. "I still can't believe Ferb actually went that far instead of, you know, telling your parents."

Phineas rolled his eyes. "Guess that should have been a better option."

They laughed until they heard the doorbell ring. Isabella went up and answered the door. Once she did, all she saw was an officer standing in front of the door, and the distant sounds of what is to mostly be Ferb and Vanessa crying.

"Um, can I help you?"

The Cantonese officer sighed before speaking up. "I would like to inform that your niece has tragically passed away."

Isabella's pupil's shrunk and her heart skipped a beat. Did she just say that...Winnie's dead? Holy cow, how can Ferb and Vanessa get through with this? Phineas rushed by Isabella's side and spoke to the officer.

"Excuse me, what brings you here?" He asked ever so rudely, raising his eyebrow.

The officer took off her hat and placed it upon her chest. "I'm sorry, Mr. Flynn, but your niece Winifred Fletcher has been murdered outside the club."

Phineas could hardly catch his breath. After a few minutes of dead silence and a cold stare, he finally spoke up with his voice shaky. "Where's my son?"

"He's at the hospital. No visible injuries. He has witnessed Winnie's cold and lifeless body and the shock sent him into a coma."

Phineas felt as if his entire world had shattered. His mouth went dry and he felt tears forming in his eyes. His niece is dead and his son is...in a coma?

Phineas didn't waste any time. He and his wife wasted no time rushing towards the Fletcher house, only to find the Fletchers weeping in the living room.

Ferb looked up at his brother and his teary eyes said it all. Phineas and Isabella embraced the Fletcher couple and the four began to continuously cry as the rain poured heavily outside.


Alright, guys. That's it for these two chapters. I promise future chapters will come along. The next will focus on PJ still being in a coma (poor thing) and the lives of both families falling apart.

It will be heavily depressing, so brace for it. Anyway, you guys are awesome and I'll see you in the next chapter.