(No P.O.V)
"Now." Mr. Flynn-Fletcher declared as the family turned the corner.
"Where should we eat?" He asked the group.

Ferb shrugged and Phineas stated he didn't really have an opinion, -neither of them thinking anything of the fact that Isabella hadn't seemed to have an opinion either or that she hadn't spoken at all.

"Why don't you choose, dear?" Linda suggested as she looped her arm through his while walking down the busy sidewalk before all four crossed the street.

"Well, alright." Lawrence gave in.
"How about this little restaurant here?" He suggested as the group came up to a nice, casual restaurant with big show windows and a bright blue awning.

Everyone agreed so the family went inside and got a table for five.

After sitting down they all noticed one person was missing.

"Hey, where's Isabella?" Phineas asked as he noticed the empty seat next to him and that his best friend was nowhere in sight.

"Maybe she's in the bathroom." His mother suggested as she sat herself down across from him.

"Well, I haven't heard her speak for a while. She's been unusually quiet." Ferb pointed out as he sat on Phineas' left side. "It is possible she's been gone for quite a bit and we haven't noticed." He added as he now recalled not physically seeing her either, but then he had just guessed she was in his blind spot or something.

"What?" Phineas asked with a calm, even tone, but you could plainly hear the panic creeping into his voice as quickly and smoothly as ink flowing from a pen while he visibly tried not show that this news had upset him.

"I said-" Ferb started again.

"No no, Ferb, I heard you. I just-" Phineas sighed.

"Why don't I go check for you?" His mother suggested as she stood up from her chair to go check the bathrooms for the raven-haired teenager, and -most likely- future daughter-in-law.

"Thanks, mom." Phineas replied as he tried to think up reasonable excuses as to why she had disappeared, all the while kicking himself -metaphorically- for not noticing and making sure she was okay. Isabella already didn't feel well, and if she got lost she might not be able to think as clearly.

Phineas would never forgive himself if she got hurt. He somewhat felt it was his responsibility to protect her ever since that dream he had on the plane a couple days ago, and the short talk he had had with Ferb about his feelings.

Phineas was pretty sure he liked Isabella now, and after mulling over the idea for a while and discreetly -or what he thought was discreet- asking for advice from the girl he needed advice for, it had been decided. He liked Isabella, and the thought made him happy. Though, not as happy as when he thought of the scent of Isabella's soft, black hair that had greeted him that sunny morning two days ago, -or the thought of her in general, for that matter.

"Well, she's not in the bathroom, or the rest of the restaurant for that matter." Linda declared as she returned to her spot across from the boys.

Phineas suddenly stood up, quickly enough for his chair to make a squeaky scuffling noise as it almost fell over and caught the attention of a few other diners.

"Well, we have to go find her!" He exclaimed as he saw a streak of black run past the window out of the corner of his eye.

"I'm sure she'll be fine, Phineas. Slow down a bit." His father suggested.

Phineas didn't want to wait, he wanted to go out there right now and find her before she got hurt.

"But, dad! She hasn't been around this part of the city before and she doesn't speak much French! How is she going to find her way back?" Phineas exclaimed.

He didn't get upset easily, or often, and his parents knew he wasn't going to listen to any of them as they watched their son drag Ferb, -who had an apologetic look on his face- out of the building.

"Where'd she go!?" Phineas asked as he searched in the general direction the black streak had been going.

He wasn't sure if it had been Isabella or not but it was possible that it was.

Okie-dokie! So, I didn't have help with the writing on this one, (though I did get an offer) but PhinbellaFerbnessa (On Wattpad) did give me some tips and a couple ideas, so thank you for those. And those who helped with my other stories; thank you so so much. Your help is highly appreciated!
~Joy