Present day

"He gave her up to follow his dream, didn't he?" The bassist nodded. "What happened after the interview?"

Ferb pulled off the highway, turning right at the light. "That night at Prom was probably the saddest I'd ever seen her. She stood alone on the dance floor, watching the door. By the time the radio interview was done, the dance was over. Phin tried to talk to her for a week after, but she wanted nothing to do with him. Soon after that, Katie stuck a note in his locker, asking him to meet her. He didn't tell me much about that meeting, but they broke up that night. It was amicable; she came to see us off the night we left Danville to go on tour. I don't think he's thought about her since then." Ferb paused as he turned on his blinker, pulling into the parking lot of a bar. "Until tonight."

"When the memories came back."

The man turned off the headlights, putting the van in park before taking the key from the ignition. He turned sideways in his seat, studying the young woman, gently placing a hand on her knee. "He loves you, you know."

Isabella looked down at the hand, removing it from her knee before standing up, walking into the main part of the van without a word.

He sighed as he stood up, slowly pulling the curtain back to find Buford anxiously waiting on the other side.

"How'd she take it?"

He shrugged, glancing to the back of the van before motioning the drummer to follow him. "Come on; let's go unload the stuff and set up. We're on in two hours."

"But—"

"Best let them figure things out on their own."


Phineas looked up at a soft knock on the door. "Come in." The door slowly opened and he grinned. "Hey Izzy."

"Ph-Phineas?" She cautiously stepped inside, softly shutting the door behind her. "What are you doing back here?"

"Oh. Um…" he closed the laptop. "I'm…working on a new song to end tonight's show with."

"Is it for Katie?" She sat down next to him on the bed, voice cracking. "Ferb told me about you two. How you used to—"

"Date?" She nodded. "Oh." He absently strummed a chord on his guitar. "Did he tell you I saw her tonight? That's…kinda why I'm singing the song."

She nodded. "He didn't tell me directly; I…overheard the conversation outside."

"Oh."

"Why didn't you tell me about her?"

"She was my first love Isabella. We were together in high school, but—" he started, setting his guitar to the side. "Izzy, why are you crying?"

"Because she was your first love Phin. First loves are forever; they're people you never forget. Even though we're married and about to have a baby, Katie will always be the person you loved first, the one you'll never forget." She choked back a sob. "I can't compete with that."

"You're not competing with that." He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his lap. "Sure Katie was my first love, but that's high school love Isabella. She was my first crush. Did I love her? Yeah. Was I sad when we broke up? Sure. But I made the choice. We were drifting apart; we were two separate people. Our dreams were different. Yeah I was sad when we broke up, but not devastated. I got over it relatively quickly."

"But—" Isabella tucked her head into his chest.

"Izzy…" Phineas placed a finger under her chin, gently tilting her head towards him. "Katie was my high school love; that was temporary. But you?" He reached a hand down, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "You're my forever love Isabella. When we didn't talk for those three months, I was devastated. Why do you think I kept calling you? I wanted to talk to you; I needed to talk to you. Those were the longest, saddest and hardest three months of my life." He chuckled. "And that's saying something, because it's pretty hard to bring me down."

A faint smile touched her lips as she sat up. "Yeah, it is pretty hard to bring you down."

"See?"

"Phineas, do you have to sing this song to her? I mean, after what you just told me—"

"I left her stranded at Prom and never formally apologized. I owe it to her to apologize and make amends." He opened up the laptop, pointing to the song lyrics onscreen. "I think this is the perfect way to do it." The red head shifted uncomfortably. "I…also invited her to tonight's show." He paused at the glare his wife shot him. "Just so she could hear the song. Nothing else. You 're welcome to come watch me perform Isabella."

"Umm…"

He took her hands in his. "Do you trust me?"

"With all my heart."

"Then trust me tonight. This is just something I need to do." He leaned in to kiss her, only to stop short as his cell phone buzzed. He glanced down. "That's Ferb. We have to get ready for the show." He held up her hands, kissing them before kissing her on the lips. He stood up from the bed, one of his hands still holding hers. "I love you."

"I love you too."

He smiled, giving her hand one final squeeze before leaving the room.

Isabella sighed, flopping backwards onto the pillows and squeezing her eyes shut. "Everything's going to be fine; this will all work out."


A/N: Hey guys. Slight change to the update schedule. First off, there's two more chapters to this story, then the last story (which is only two chapters). Since I signed up to do NaNo (National Novel Writing Month) for November, the update schedule will now be: last two chapters of Closure on Sunday and the final story on Monday or Tuesday.