YES! Finally I finished writing this!

Not gonna say anything except Phineas and Ferb belongs to Dan and Swampy, and Marissa belongs to me.

Previously on Phineas and Ferb:

After finding the lost hidden treasures at Boot Scraper's hall, Phineas, Ferb, Lawrence and Marissa ended up running for their lives after Worthington had grabbed the wrong one, causing the building to collapse. In attempt to escape the falling building, Phineas and Marissa had fallen too injured to continue, allowing the building to collapse onto them. Hearing a police report about the fallen building, Heinz Doofenshmirtz had gone looking for the children in hopes of claiming an award for saving them (or possibly turning them into his minions if their memory was gone). After awhile he found the young Flynns, and they were taken to a hospital with Perry laying on Phineas' gurney. In the waiting room, Lawrence and Ferb meet up with Linda and Candace, and they are surprised by an unexpected visitor.

?'s Point of View

"Marissa, just leave me!" I cried out as Marissa carried me, I realize I said more at the time, but in this memory it was just that.

"No!" she protested, holding me as I held onto her, "I'm not leaving you here!"

Just then, I was thrown off her as she tripped. My injured leg sent a pain jolting up on my body, and I couldn't help but yelp. She tried to get up, so did I, but we both couldn't.

The rest of the memory is a little fuzzy, but the last thing I remember is Marissa jumping above me, allowing a large boulder to pulverize her instead of me…

I slowly opened my eyes, machines were hooked up to my body, an oxygen mask was strapped onto me, and I seemed to be in a hospital gown instead of my usual attire. My body was covered in cuts and bruises, the cuts mostly stitched up. My leg was also in a cast being held up so I couldn't move it to strain it. It seemed I had a couple other injuries. I don't even remember how I got this bad. I just remember tripping, Marissa trying to save me and then...nothing more. Nobody seemed to be in the room I was in, however there was an empty bed covered with blood. Then it hit me...the building collapsed on me and Marissa, and she took the biggest hit for me. I just hope Marissa is okay.

Doofenshmirtz's Point of View

I walked into the waiting room to see Linda, Candace, the Ferb kid from the whole second dimension incident (again, don't ask me how I remember) and what looked liked Ferb's dad sitting there. Linda seemed shocked to see me, although I had no idea why she'd be shocked to see me. I mean they are MY kids too. I guess maybe she felt they weren't ready to know yet. However, if I knew Linda, I knew that the time they're 'ready' will be never.

"Heinz, what are you doing here?" Linda asked me.

"Last I checked, they're my kids too, Linda," I said, and I think Candace spit out the water she was drinking. Ah, spit takes.

"Heinz, we divorced before Phineas could even know you! You can't even call yourself his father like Lawrence is!"

"You left me, and you kicked me out of the house!"

"Because you were irresponsible and were in no condition to raise children!"

"ENOUGH!"

We looked down to see the small green hair child, Ferb. I'd only heard a few words out of the kid the day we went to the second dimension, so hearing his low british accent shout like this (I think his voice may have cracked ever so slightly).

"I don't care who's here or about your past! None of this fighting is helping Phineas or Marissa!" Ferb shouted, and his gaze softened as he looked into my eyes, "A-Are you the man who found my brother and sister?"

I sat down in the waiting room chairs, gazing into his deep blue eyes, and I nodded. He then wrapped his arms around me, and I could feel a single tear drop onto me, "Thank you."

Marissa's POV

I'm dead. I just know it, but...Phineas is worth it. I always told him I'd take a bullet for him. I only hope I didn't die in vain. Please let Phineas have lived at least. Well I guess there's no going back even if he died with me.

"He's alive, and so are you."

That voice...it sounded like my own, but that can't be. I thought I was dead.

"Open your eyes, Marissa. You're alive."

I slowly opened my eyes and I seemed to be in my mind. Standing before me was none other than myself in a very princess-like outfit. Oh I get it, that's my id.

"Don't be afraid, Marissa, it's just me, your id," she said and I blinked, "You're in your subconscious because you took a very fatal blow, but luckily someone was able to find you before you could die of loss of blood. However I don't think you'll be getting out of here for quite awhile. Plus you'll have no idea what's going on in the real world. Till then, go on and explore. You know you have a whole area dedicated to Phineas? You really do love that boy."

"He's my brother, how can I not?"

"Good point, well, enjoy your time here or you can go back into a deep dark part and just get some sleep."

I decided instead of exploring my subconscious, I'd just go back to sleep. I don't want to be awake in my mind, but asleep in the real world if it's all the same to everyone.

Linda's POV

I watched as Ferb hugged Heinz. So it was he who found my...our children. I sighed walking up to Heinz, "Heinz...thank you."

Heinz gave me a genuine smile, and he nodded, "No problem. I just hope they're alright."

"M-Mom?"

My eyes widened, and so did everybody out here as we heard Phineas call for me. We rushed in, and he seemed alright. My baby is okay. Thank goodness.

"Mom? Dad? Ferb? Candace? Wh-what's going on?"

"Oh, hun, thank goodness you're alright. How are you feeling?"

"Really tired."

"That's probably all the sedatives and painkillers they gave ya, bro," Candace commented, "I can't believe the one time I bust ya, and it's this?"

"You didn't bust them, Candace," I retorted.

"No, but they finally got busted for their crazy ideas," Candace responded.

Phineas looked around the room, and I instantly knew what it was when I followed his eyes to the empty bed. I knew he was looking for the one he probably thinks he owes his life to- -well one of them at least- -, the one that was in the operation room right now barely hanging onto life.

He was looking for Marissa.

"M-mom? Where's Marissa?" he asked turning back to me, and I gestured everyone to leave. I didn't want him to be crowded when I told him, "Sweety, even though your injuries are pretty severe, your sister's are a lot worse. We're not even positive she's going to make it."

Phineas gasped, "You mean she might be...dead?"

"I'm not sure, baby, but she's not looking real good. The doctors are doing everything they can. She's in a pretty bad coma right now, but she's barely clinging onto life. They're doing everything they can, okay? I just want you to worry about yourself getting better."

"I can't just sit here and think about myself when Marissa might be dying!"

"Sweetheart, everything that can be done is being done. We just need to hope for the best. Plus, you need to keep your stress levels down. Please, sweety," I pleaded.

He sighed, "Okay."

Heinz's POV

He's awake. Oh good god, he's awake. Am I really ready to meet him again? Am I ready to tell him? I mean the doctor did say keep his stress levels down at least until he gets out of bed. Perhaps this just isn't the time to tell him yet. I mean he just woke up, and Linda is probably telling him about his sister. Oh god, I hope she's going to be okay. Linda had kicked us out of the room to tell Phineas the news about Marissa without being crowded. Linda came back out, and she gestured me to come in the room. Oh man, am I ready for this? Without a word, I went into his room. Already he was starting to look slightly better than he was. His movements were normal paced, and his voice was regular pitch...well for his voice at least. He seemed to be recovering just fine. When I walked in the room, he cocked his head to the side adorably, and he furrowed his eyebrow.

"Who's this?" he asked.

"Phineas, this is Heinz Doofenshmirtz, the man who found you and Marissa in the rubble. He probably saved both of your lives," Linda explained, and she bit her lip, "He's also-"

"Extremely glad you're alright," I said, and I chuckled nervously. He didn't need to know yet, did he? Nah, not yet at least.

"Oh, um thank you Mister-"

"Doctor," I corrected.

"Right, thank you Doctor Doofenshmirtz for finding us. If it hadn't been for you, my sister and I would probably be not even clinging to life."

I didn't say anything more than, "You're welcome," before I left the room.

-LATER ON-

Phineas' POV

Marissa was in the bed next to me. The doctors were done operating on her: stitching her wounds, casting her broken bones and all that. There was nothing more but to wait for her to wake. She lay there peacefully in her comatose state, and it was all my fault. What if she never woke up? The doctors told me it was quite possible she'd remain in a coma forever. Occasionally the nurses would come in to insert some feeding tubes into her to keep her strength up. I wish I could talk to her. I wish I could thank her for saving me, but at the same time I felt guilty. Here I was awake, broken arm and leg sure, but those were in a cast, and I was fine. While I lay here fine, she lay there barely clinging onto life. I wanted to get up, but the doctors wouldn't let me without someone in here to help me. I'll probably need a wheelchair when I go home. I turned my head to see Marissa. Nothing's changed in the five hours we lay there. The doctor said I should get some sleep, but how can I sleep when my sister might be dying? I'm the one that should be comatose, possibly dead, not her...Then again I know she'd be feeling the same as I am for not having tried to save me.

"Marissa," I whispered turning my head to her, "I know you can't hear me, and I know you won't know I said this. I just...I need you to come back. It's not fair that you die for this. I don't care if I can never invent another day. Just come back to me, sis...please."

Unfortunately as I suspected, she remained comatose. I wish I could do something to bring her back quicker. I'll never give up on her ever. She didn't give up on me, so why shouldn't I do the same? I sighed as I realized I wasn't going to get anything out of her yet. All I want is her to come back healthy and happy. I don't care if I can never build another invention or even draw a blueprint. I don't care if I have to sit in bed forever with her by my side to take care of me. Just let her come back happy, healthy and just the same as she was before.

-LATER-

It's been ten hours since the last time the doctors came in and checked on Marissa. Doofenshmirtz had since gone home, and Mom took Candace and Ferb home since it was late at night. Dad however stayed. He sat in the chair of the hospital room, staring at the ground. I guess maybe he blamed himself for what had befallen Marissa and me. It wasn't his fault though. I glanced at Marissa again, and still no change.

"Oh, Phineas, I'm so sorry I didn't notice, lad," Dad apologized, "I should have made sure all you kids were behind me the whole way."

I shook my head, "Then we all would have been trapped and hurt, and nobody would have been able to get help."

"I suppose you're right," Dad replied, "I just hope Marissa can at least pull through. Good to see you're both alive at least."

I nodded. Something told me he still didn't quite forgive himself. The only thing that was stopping me from getting up and giving him a hug was the fact that my leg and arm were broken and elevated.

"Even if I don't make a full recovery, I want Marissa to at least pull through," I said as I looked over at her, "If it wasn't for her, I probably would be dead no doubt. I owe her my life for sure. If she doesn't pull through, I'll never forgive myself. She only got hurt because she was saving my life. It hurts to know that."

Neither of us really said a word anymore. I admit my medicine was making me a bit drowsy. It wasn't long before I'd fallen asleep, and Dad probably went home.

Marissa's POV

I could see a bright light. I seemed to be moving toward it. I didn't know if I was dying or if I was just coming into consciousness. All I knew was that I was moving, and I couldn't stop. Suddenly the bright light was all I could see. I squinted my eyes to prevent from going blind, and soon everything was dark again.

As I opened my eyes slowly, I could see I was in a hospital. I could barely move, and I could tell my breathing was slow. Slowly turning my head, I could see Phineas in the bed next to mine. He seemed alright. It looked like he was sleeping, and I just hope that's the case. If Phineas lived, then I don't care if I have permanent injuries. The room was dark though, must be night time. However, I could see light as the door open, and a nurse came in. She took one good look at me, and she dropped her clipboard.

"Doctor!" she shouted, and she rushed out.

I found it was a little hard to speak since I was kinda weak. The door burst open, and the nurse with a doctor came in. They seemed shocked for a reason. Who knows why?

"You're awake. I honestly didn't expect you to wake so soon, Ms. Flynn," the doctor explained, "You were in a comatose state due to your fatal injuries from the incident. We didn't think you would come to for another week yet."

I tried to speak, but words wouldn't come out. I then just weakly pointed at Phineas.

"Oh, don't worry, he's alright. He's just asleep. Since you're awake, we should get some nourishment into your systems. Would you like some feeding tubes or would you rather just eat normally?"

I weakly shrugged, not caring. I guess the lack of communication and my sloth-like movements convinced them I needed feeding tubes. After awhile, the doctors said I should rest and that they would tell Phineas that I was okay so he didn't worry much more. I wanted them to wake me when he wakes, but they said I needed my rest, and that since I was so early in breaking out of my coma, I should take it easy, and it was a little early to tell if I would make a full recovery. Reluctantly, I went to sleep again, finding it was so easy to rest.

-LATER-

When I woke up again, Mom, Candace, Ferb and Dad were all here. Phineas was also awake, and I felt much better. I felt less weak, and I thought maybe I could finally usher out a little speech.

"Phin...eas," I whispered, and Phineas turned to me.

His warm smile made me smile back, "Glad to see you're okay, sis. I was really worried about you."

No need to go into detail of EVERYTHING that happened. Just a bunch of 'glad you're okay' and scoldings for risking my life. Yadda yadda.

-ONE WEEK LATER-

Finally, Phineas and I were clear to go home. Phineas still had a broken leg, so he needed to be on crutches. His arm healed faster for some reason. I on the other hand needed to be in a wheelchair what with both my legs and an arm still being broken. I also still felt a little faint every once in awhile which meant that I was going to be fed quite a bit. Phineas was already going on about once his leg was better, he and Ferb would modify it so it could at least go up the stairs. Until then, I was stuck in bed at home. Mom and Dad helped to carry my wheelchair.

Honestly, I shouldn't be so upset since at least I'm alive. Everyone kept telling me the chances that I survived were very low and that I was lucky to have done so and at such an early time. Phineas was then going on about maybe making a movie out of this experience for the young film maker's festival in a few months. Hopefully we'll have made the recovery and be back up on our feet.

It would take more than a few broken bones to keep me and Phineas down. That's for sure.

FINALLY IT'S DONE! Geez, that took forever to finish. Seriously, I think I was periodically working on this for a long time. Eh, anyway it's done now. Leave me a review and always CARPE DIEM!