Okay so after I watched the super bowl I decided to write this chapter. It isn't from anyone's POV until it reaches the part when it says someone's POV. Until then it's Erick's story as told by me. Katie and Peter are relaying the same information if not with the same words but I feel as though this simplifies things. After much deliberation I've decided not to break this into two part's, I will keep it in one peace. I'm also going to do a lot of fast forwarding in this so please bare with me. I know this chapter is short but I didn't have much free time before I had to go to bed for school. Oh and one last thing before I start the chapter, I have 99 reviews for this story, although it's kinda funny and sad that I'm just short of 100 I am still very grateful that everyone took the time to review this story.

Skypan: well don't worry I will still try to type as much as I can.

14AmyChan: You have no idea.

Hot4dbz: It will explain stuff about Erick but for the explanation about why Katie dumped him … you will have to wait for the next chapter.

Guest: Well unfortunately this story is coming to a close.

FanficCriticTheThird: Well Phineas is close to thirteen his birthday is close to the end of the summer remember? And no … that doesn't really make sense

Warning: This is a sad chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone except Erick, Peter, and Sara.

(No one's POV)

I guess you could say it all started with Erick's mother; Sara Tribulationis-Factorem. She was one of those types of people who didn't really know where they wanted to go with there life. Lucky for her it didn't matter; she was good at anything she tried, art, politics, music, fashion, she was good at anything she put her mind to. But I digress, let's jump to the place where it all started; her college graduation.

Sara had chosen to be an expert on the human being and when I say that I mean everything, mental, physical, the whole thing and a minor in medication. But that's not what's important at the moment what is is where she was and what she was doing. Sara was top of her class and had made a speech for her graduation ceremony. Unfortunately however this is where everything started. Sara was getting ready to graduate, the ceremony was only a few short hours away … and then she got the phone call.

(Sara's POV)

I was pacing around in my room waiting for the ceremony; needles to say I was nervous. Given I had received a full scholarship and already had many job offerings, I would rather go through my entire four years of college then go up in front of my fellow student body and give a speech. 'I cant believe this is actually happening, I'm finally graduating' I was pacing around in excitement ... then my dorm phone rang, "hello?"

"SARA!" my ten year old little brother shouted.

"Oh hi Pete, I thought that you and grandpa were on your way over by now?"

"That's just it Sara, grandpa he's … he's ..."

I felt a cold sensation come over me, "Pete?" I said weakly.

"GRANDPA HAD A HEART ATTACK!"

I was stricken with fear, "Oh my god, tell me what happened"

My little brother was crying between words, so much so that I almost didn't understand him, "grandpa he … he … we were just having … something to eat … before we got there … he said that he didn't want to look like he was just there for the food … I made sure … he only got a salad but … when we walked back to the car he just … and I didn't know what to do … someone called … they took us here … I don't … I don't ..."

"Now Pete I need you to be calm and tell me what hospital your at"

He continued crying between words, "I don't … I wasn't … I mean … I think ..."

"Is it the one near my school?"

"Y … Ye … Yes"

"Okay I'll be there soon, be strong for both of us until I get there okay?" I heard him mutter some words through the speaker, it was clear that he was beyond words right now. I hung up the phone and made my way to my car. If my grandfather was conscious I'm sure he would have told me to stay and graduate, I'm sure if Pete was capable of forming a sentence he would have told me to stay and graduate, and if there was someone else there to watch over him then I would have … sadly though … there wasn't. My grandfather and Peter were the only family I had left.

On my way I was stopped my one of my teachers, "oh Sara, the ceremony is about to start"

"I'm sorry my grandfather just had a heart attack I have to go to the hospital"

The teacher was shocked but I didn't stay to talk about it I just ran, 'please be okay, please be okay, please be okay' I kept repeating to myself.

(Sara's POV)

(At the hospital)

I arrived at the hospital some ten minutes later but with what was happening it felt like years. I ran to the lady at the desk and asked for the room, "his name is Erick Tribulationis-Factorem, he's about 87"

She looked at her computer for a moment, "he's in room 416"

I didn't listen to another word. I ran straight up the satires and found room 416. when I got there I stopped and calmed myself, 'I don't want to startle him' I opened the door and made my way inside, "grandpa?" I said slowly. I looked around and saw him lying in bed attached to a breathing apparatus and his chest slowly rising and falling. I continued looking around and saw the doctor standing by his bed and my little brother sitting by his side with a devastated look on his face.

The doctor looked up at me, "you must be Sara" he said.

"Yes" I walked over to my grandfather and placed a hand on his.

"Your grandpa is very lucky, he'll live through it but … I want him to stay here so we can keep an eye on him"

"That's fine" I said as I watched his lay there.

His eye's slowly opened, "Sara?" he said weakly.

"I'm here grandpa"

He took a few more breath's, "you should be graduating"

I grasped his hand tighter, "this is more important"

"What's more important is that I don't have to listen to your mom and dad yell at me for making you miss your own graduation when I finally go to see them"

I gave a weak chuckle, "that's not for a very long time grandpa"

He smiled, "I'm 87, and even if it weren't I would rather avoid that lecture all together" I let out a tear, "and I've made you cry ..." he sighed, "look I want you to take your younger brother and go to your graduation without me"

"But grandpa-"

"No buts young lady, I'll be fine and I want you to be there not here. This is your day not mine" I let out a few more tears and nodded.

(No one's POV)

Sara did exactly as she was asked, she took her little brother and headed for the graduation. The teacher's understood why she ran off and hurried her to her position. The ceremony went smoothly even though Sara cried at some points. After the ceremony Sara and Peter went back to there grandfather who promptly told them to go through with the celebration that was planed, that being her, her friends, and their families were going out to dinner. When they went back to the hospital room after dinner the doctors told them that their grandpa was sleeping and that they shouldn't disturb him, unknown to them however he would not be waking up this time.

The funeral was sad and hard as was Sara taking up raising Peter. A few years later, if to do nothing else than to try to fill the emptiness inside her, Sara decided to have a child. She did not have a husband and she did not do it absentmindedly. She deliberated it for quite some time before deciding to go through with it. She would later be overjoyed in her decision as would her little brother. If only the joy were to last.

The pregnancy itself didn't cause much trouble as a matter of fact she actually managed better than before. Nine months after she became pregnant the day came when it was time for her to give birth. It was the same hospital that her grandfather had died in and she was driven there be the only friend that they were still in touch with. Throughout the whole ordeal Peter was waiting excitedly, (almost more so than his older sister) for his new nephew to arrive. He had no idea however what was going on.

Sara was in agony, massive agony. The doctors didn't have a full idea on what it was until it was too late; Sara had given birth to a baby boy but she hadn't survived the process. When the doctors came out to tell the Peter and the friend who had brought them what happened, neither of them could believe what happened. Peter ran into the hospital room and tried waking up his older sister to no avail, when the reality of the situation finally caught up to him he was sad and speechless. He was taken to the baby who had been named Erick after his great grandfather. Peter held the baby and tried to smile through the tears, he was hurt that his sister was taken from him to create this child but he couldn't blame the only family he had left for what had happened.

After her grandfather died Sara had made an emergence plan for Peter should anything unfortunate happen to her. The very same friends who had taken her to the hospital were to take care of Peter until he became of age but unfortunately the family barely had the resource to handle raising Peter and could not afford raising the newborn. Peter begged that Erick be taken in by the family instead of him, but they simply could not afford to take in the little infant. Peter was angry and demanded to know what the difference was between raising him and Erick. He was shocked and hurt to learn that there was a high possibility that his nephew had asperger's syndrome and was even more hurt when it was later confirmed. This meant that he would need special treatment and would always have trouble making friends. As Peter later found out this also made it very difficult for him to be adopted, his quiet behavior was not something that parents were looking for in a child. Erick spent six years in the orphanage without a friend before Peter became eighteen, old enough to rise Erick himself and when he did Erick was silent. Peter wasn't even sure if the orphanage had taught Erick to talk. It took two years in fact for Erick to actually talk to his uncle. The story of what happened to his parents was always a sore topic for him and to this day he wont talk to someone if he isn't friends with them. Over the years he was raising Erick He took classes at a local community Colleague, he took a light lode so that he would have time to raise Erick and attend his job. When Erick was thirteen and Peter finished up his last semester at his community college he transferred to Danville University so that he could finish his education and raise Erick in a more friendly environment. For a large portion of his life Erick's only friend was his uncle. He would soon meat a boy named Ferb In junior high and later Ferb's step brother Phineas but that is a story for another day.

And chapter over. I'm glad that I managed to finish this story and that you get to read it but if you want to learn what happened between Erick and the two step brothers then I will write it. This portion of Erick's story is accurate for all my timeliness and I will put it as the first chapter in the story of how Erick met Phineas and Ferb with a minor rewrite or two. For those of you out there who really want me to do that story next I must worn you, it is going to be able to fit into any of my storyline's. That means that no one will be getting together in it, please understand that. Yes there will be romantic moments but there will be no couples getting together in it. I put it on my list of stories that I plan to do and on the pole I have (I have at this moment 4 people who voted on that pole so your vote will have a significant impact). I might not write until this Friday but I do have school so please don't get that upset. Also I looked up the symptoms of aspergers for this chapter and … well … look at it and tell me who on the show seems like they might have it (I for one think that they don't but it seems like said person might have it). There are some other things that I want to explain (like how aspergers isn't what causes Erick's inability to be angry) but I will leave it for the next chapter.

R&R