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Chapter Four

The ride to the local hospital seemed eons for Phineas, who was pale as a ghost and gripping the car door fiercely. Candace was driving as reasonably fast as she could go, but it wasn't fast enough for Phineas. An idea struck him.

"Candace, didn't Ferb once make this car into a monster truck, and change it back into a car with that remote of his?" Phineas asked as Candace stopped at another red light.

"Yes…" Candace replied apprehensively. Phineas whipped out his cell phone and speed-dialed Ferb.

"Ferb, it's Phineas, do you still have that remote for our monster truck?" A quick pause was all Candace heard, and then, "Great! Change this car back into it pronto please, we need to get to the hospital before I turn seventy!" Phineas pleaded, adding a biting wit out of stress. A rumbling and shaking gripped the car. Candace screamed, but Phineas actually began to smile. After a few seconds, their mother's station wagon was re-transformed into the Candace Crusher.

"Candace, you're a truck driving girl again," Ferb spoke over speaker phone, and a malicious grin spread over Candace's face.

"Let's do this thing," she said, then frowned at the cliché of the line.

("Truck Driving Girl" plays during a montage of the monster truck crushing all other cars out of their way, then perfectly parallel parking in front of the hospital.)

Phineas leaped out of the monster truck and ran toward the hospital. He grabbed the front door and pulled with all his might. It was locked! Phineas tugged and heaved at the door with all he had, and nearly snapped off the handle.

"Phineas?" Candace asked, walking up behind him. "It says 'Push,'" she said, opening the door for her little brother. He stuttered out thanks before walking into the hospital behind her. He smiled a bit at the elevator music of "Gitchee Gitchee Goo" in the background, and stopped to listen for a moment. Then he stopped, refocused, and walked over to the receptionist's desk.

"Hi, I'm Phineas Flynn, and I'm here to visit Isabella Garcia-Shapiro in room 213," Phineas introduced himself. The receptionist looked up, and then looked back down before responding.

"Visit hours are closed."

Worry filled and exhausted from planning all night, Phineas snapped back, "WHAT?! Listen here, I need to see her. Why can't you just let me in?"

"Because visiting hours are closed," she said back, boringly matter-of-fact. Phineas realized he was making no progress, so he quickly began plotting again. He whipped out another remote, and pressed the button. The receptionist's computer flashed brightly, and she squealed in joy.

"Oh my gosh, I got a one million dollar raise, forget here!" She yelled, before tossing her chair back and running out of the hospital door.

"That was weird," Candace said, walking up behind Phineas again.

"That, Candace, is the magic of the Hack-Inator, we found it one day after Perry re-appeared. It hacks into any computer in the world, and then you can do whatever you want with it. Also, how do you keep showing up behind me?"

"Been calling Jeremy every five minutes," Candace replied, looking down at her watch. "Just three minutes fifty-seven seconds until the next call."

"Alright…" Phineas said. "Let's go see Isabella now!" Together they wandered the hall of the hospital; Candace dressed as a doctor to avoid suspicion. Eventually they found room 213, and Phineas stepped inside while Candace called Jeremy again.

"Isabella?" he whispered, stepping into the room. Isabella was asleep, a bandage wrapped around her head, but otherwise she looked the same as Phineas remembered her. He quickly took a chair next to her bed, grabbed a magazine and waited for her to wake up, worrying about what would happen.

"Hey look, fifty percent off at Slushy Burger, keeper!" Phineas said, taking out a pair of scissors as he flipped through the magazine. Then he heard a small noise, and looked up. Isabella was awake, her shimmering eyes fixed on Phineas.

"Ph-Phineas?" she asked hazily, her voice still thick with sleep.

"Isabella, glad to see you okay. I have no idea what those guys were thinking, I mean, 'by all means necessary' doesn't mean literally last resort…" He shut himself up quick. Phineas realized he had said too much, for Isabella was turning red and her eyes narrowed.

"It was you!" she yelled, and her hand rose sharply. Phineas was paralyzed as he realized all his careful planning was falling apart, and his failure was made complete as Isabella's hand slammed into his face. It stung more than anything is Phineas' life and knocked him into the ground.

"But, Isabella, it was…"

"Shut it, Phineas Flynn! Go… just go!" Isabella screeched, pointing her hand toward the door. Eyes filling with tears from heartbreak and the painful slap, Phineas fled the room. Candace then walked in, and saw Isabella's eyes filling with tears as well.

"What happened?" she asked, coming over to Isabella's side and giving her a hug.

Isabella broke down fully, and between sobs choked out, "Ph-Phineas, he s-s-s-sent the p-p-people who did th-th-this t-t-t-to me. After all I d-d-did for him, and I've always l-l-loved him, why w-w-would he d-d-do this?"

"Isabella, oh, I had no idea. Why would he do that? I thought today he planned…" Candace stopped herself too. After a bout of quick thinking she said, "To help someone find the cure for antidisestablishmentarianism."

Isabella stopped crying and said, "Yes, that was what the people who did this to me were doing." Suddenly to burly security guards rushed into the room, following reports of a imposter doctor on the loose.

"Uh, so Isabella, how is your head doing?" Candace asked all of the sudden.

"Fine, I suppose," Isabella replied, raising her eyebrow at Candace's out of the blue question. The guards nodded to each other and continued along their way.

"Isabella, I have to go before someone suspected something," Candace whispered, and she rushed out of the door. She found Phineas in the monster truck, crying softly to himself.

"Oh, h-hi Candace," Phineas sighed out between a hiccup like sob.

"Tell me everything that happened," Candace ordered as she started up the giant truck.

Phineas sighed, and began to retell his tale up to his older sister, sobs still escaping his body.

Finished with that chaapter. And now, here's Ferb.

(Ferb) Thank you.

So, who do you think will win the co-host election?

(Ferb) Myself, for I know people like me.

You seem rather confident.

(Ferb) Yes, yes I am.

(Phineas off-stage) My line!

Okay... by for now. Next chapter we interview Phineas. Keep Voting!