A/N Okay. I'm just going to post a super long chapter to make up for not updating. Sorry about that, and thanks to people who have reviewed and stuff.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb.

Isabella's POV

Did he think I couldn't see him? He was sitting in plain view of the window he whole time for cryin' out loud! But I'm happy now. Or I should be. Maybe I just feel conflicted. Yeah, that's it. What else could it be? Don't most brides feel ecstatic once they're married? Why don't I? I should?

Phineas's POV

For being a newly wed, she really looks sad. Seriously, she looks depressed. And confused. And honestly everything in between.

That night…

I watch as the princess and prince get into bed and fall asleep. They don't exactly seem- what's the term?- happen together. They haven't spoken all night, and honestly, they haven't even looked at each other. I can't help but remember last night. I feel bad, but still feel electrified by it. It was just a simple kiss, but- I don't know. I don't know how to describe it. It was amazing. That's all I can say.

Now I sit on a tree branch, completely out of view from the window, trying to fall asleep. I have to somewhere, but I don't know why, I must protect her from her new husband. (Why is it I have a hard time calling him that?) I know he's plotting her murder. Not that I wasn't originally, but… you know what, I really don't know where I'm going with this. I have no excuse for my actions. I was going to kill her. But then I got to know her. Others may call the way I acted childish, but I call it friendship, and possibly love. I wouldn't admit it to myself until now. But it's not like I have a chance with her. Especially since she thinks I'm turning everyone against her. But I am getting pretty tire-

And with that, I was asleep.

Isabella's POV

I wake up, frightened to see the man next to me. Funny. I was never this way with that killer. I refuse to call him by his name. It brings on too many bad and painful memories.

"Good morning." I say cheerfully, hoping we can finally put aside our disliking towards each other.

"Uh. Good- morning?" he says oddly. With that, he gets up and leaves.

Okay… that was strange. He just left. He completely left. Well- whatever! It's not important. Maybe he was just caught off guard. What am I doing? I'm defending him! Why?

That night…

"Good night"

"Uh. You too." he said, a bit unenthusiastically, but at least it was said.

"I'm here to kill you of course."

"But Phineas, I thought we were friends."

"You did, didn't you?"

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"I'm an assassin. I've been playing you! I'm here to kill you."

With that, I watched in horror as he stabbed me.

"AHHH!" I woke with a start. It was a completely frightening dream. I turn to see if I woke Baljeet, but to my surprise, he isn't there.

"Baljeet?" I ask quietly, but loud enough for him to hear me.

"Baljeet?" I ask a bit louder.

"Baljeet!" I practically yell.

No answer. At first I thought he was in the bathroom or something, but he would have heard that third one. I'm a bit worried now. What if that killer took him?! What if- oh now I'm just being ridiculous. There's no way he could've gotten into the castle. But I must find him. I may not like my new husband that much, but that doesn't mean I'm not worried. I quickly slip out of my room and begin my search.

As I open my door, I can't help but think of my dream. I'm still shaking a bit, but altogether I feel fine now. But I keep thinking it's a sign of some sort. Well, he is supposed to kill me tomorrow. But I requested extra guards to attend and protect us. Besides, they'll probably catch him. And after the other night, I'm not as afraid that he'll kill me.

I look through the open doors in my search and still find no sign of him. If I don't find him should I get some of the officials? Well of course I should. He could be in a lot of trouble right now.

I was just about to give up, but then I heard a noise. It was a girl. She was laughing, or I guess giggling would describe it better. I pressed my ear up against the wall, it became louder. I continued walking in my weird position, and the noise kept getting louder. The girl sounded familiar. Why though? Oh they must be in this room. I crack the door open slightly, and peek in. I was right, I see a girl, and someone else. I can't tell who though. I look slightly harder, and now see. She's kissing some guy. My guy. Baljeet.

What! Is! Happening! Oh my gosh, he's cheating on me.

Without even thinking of my previous warning, I burst into the room.

"Baljeet!" I yell, loudly but still somewhat quietly since it is pretty late.

They jump apart and look at me alarmed. Right now, I'm not even concerned with the girl as much as I am with my new husband!

"What the heck are you doing?!" I ask.

He looks concerned at first, but then shrugs it off.

"How much do you know?" he asks.

"Wha-"

"And don't play dumb."

"I know that you're cheating on me…" I say confusedly.

He face falls, in my confusion, I have completely forgotten about the girl.

Now, he has my full attention.

"How about this? You explain everything to me. Now!" I bark at him, hoping he'll react the way I want him to.

He looks over to his right, as do I. I'm shocked at what I see.

"Is- is that you? Ginger?"

The girl smiles weird, and laughs out, "yes".

Now they begin talking to each other, leaving me in a state of utter shock. Seriously, what's happening here?

"Just tell her. Carry through with plan B" she says.

"Are you sure?" he asks.

She nods, as does he. He reaches out and grabs her hand.

"Okay, fine. I'll explain everything. First off, I would talk about a man named Phineas, but apparently you already know him."

He looks at Ginger, and they chuckle slightly. Oh yeah. Another person I poured my heart out to. Can this night get any worse? Or weirder?

"I ordered him out here." he says, pausing slightly, as of to give me a second to recuperate from that piece of news.

So Phineas was telling the truth. But I still don't trust him. He's still a dirty assassin.

"I would have him kill you right after the crowning, so then I would already be king. Since you were the only rightful one eligible, and I would be crowned with you, I would remain king. After a while, once I've 'gotten over my loss' I would have to pick a new queen to rule with me. Obviously, I would choose Ginger here. Also, to take any attention off of myself that I could have been involved, I plan on taking down the society. I have enough proof about the assassins to easily get them all killed. I would be a hero. No one would have any doubts. This is the best outcome for me- and Ginger." he says, grinning somewhat evilly. Well, now I know why he never liked or talked to me.

I nod, partially unable to comprehend what just happened.

"So- why are you telling me this?"

"Well, I did some more research. I only have to be your husband to take the throne. We don't actually have to be crowned together. So what makes you think you're leaving this room alive? No, I have some of my own guards standing outside the doorway right now. So think of this as a goodbye explanation sort of thing." he said, causing my supposed new friend to laugh.

And with that, the door clicks open, and I'm struggled onto the ground.

"Okay, your highness" he started with a sneer, "time for us to leave. I'll just leave you two here to 'chat'."

"Oh, and don't forget to dispose of her afterwards." he said, directed to the man pinning me down, as he and Ginger left.

Okay so my last two friends an my husband have all used me and played a part in my upcoming death. How could this get worse?

The man yanks me up, and pushed me against the wall. Not wanting to watch my own death, I shut my eyes and wait for the sound of the sword to pierce skin. Once it comes, my heart beats faster. But why aren't I in pain? I should be dying! I'm still standing against the wall, feeling fine. I crack my eyes open, and see someone holding their hand out to me. I fully open my eyes, and see the original man lying on the floor in a pool of blood. I look towards to the other man, in fear and gratitude, and finally find out who it is. Of course.

Phineas's POV

I really hope she'll believe me now. How couldn't she? I stick my hand out, and help her up from crouching against the wall, the position she curled up in after seeing the dead guard. To my surprise, she looks into my eyes and takes it. I walk her to the window, and let go of her hand. Now we must get rid of the guard. The blood would be thought to be the princess's and Baljeet wanted her body gone, so it all works out. I grab the man, and toss him out the window. I reach my hand out to Isabella, and help her onto the tree branch, that is again right next to the window. As we land on the ground, I notice she's still holding my hand.

Isabella's POV

I do not care for him, if that's what you're thinking. I merely feel conflicted. I'm confused. I'm scared. But I feel safe with him. I wouldn't call it love or compassion, merely conflicting. I don't know what to think. The people I trusted most just tried to kill me, and the man I feared most saved me. What will he do? Will he kill me? Or keep me alive? He did sneak into the castle, which is deceptively hard. He may have done it before, but only in my room, which had an open window once, and the other time I let him in. But this time, there were no open windows, no one let him in, and there were guards. He did save me. He went through a lot too. I would have died without him. So no, I'm not holding his hand for enjoyment and pleasure, but out of safety and confusion. I hope he doesn't get the wrong idea. Honestly, I hope I don't either. The one thing I will not allow myself to do, is to fall in love with him again. Yes, again.