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And, without further ado, my lovelies, chapter 11.

Phil packed up his suitcase and lugged it over to his house, upset that he couldn't spend one more night in Keely's room.

Her departure date was creeping up on them faster than they could have imagined.

He tossed his suitcase on the bed, and immediately rushed back next door, not wanting to waste another second with her.

"So…" Phil muttered. "Do you know what time you're leaving for LA?" Phil asked, trying to sound casual.

"About six-thirty in the morning," Keely responded.

Phil nodded. That either meant that she would probably have to be home earlier or not at all, and instead sleep on the plane. "Well…" Phil said, standing up. "No point wasting any time, then, right?"

Keely smiled, and stood up alongside him.

"Anything you want to do," Phil said, using arm gestures for emphasis. "Anything."

Keely looked to the skies, thinking. Eventually, she came to a conclusion. "I want to go on the SkyAk," she said, realizing that would be the thing she missed most, after Phil.

"Sure," Phil said, and the two walked over to his house.

"Where are you going?" Barbara asked, as Phil took out the SkyAk sphere.

"Just gonna go around… Not sure where."

"Be back by seven," she warned.

"Mom… it's me."

Phil and Keely walked outside, and, much to the chagrin of Phil, Pim had decided to come along with them.

"Okay," Phil said, making a few pre-flight checks, as Keely wrapped her arms around his stomach. "We are ready to go."

They took off, and Keely felt the familiar feeling of vertigo settle in as the houses became much smaller. The view was awe-inspiring, as the rolling hills slowly melted into the vast ocean. The wind rushed through her hair, at times making her eyes water. She gripped Phil tighter, and he wasn't complaining.

"So," Pim shouted to Phil, "when's the date?"

"What date?" Phil shouted back.

"Yours and Blondie's wedding date?" Pim taunted, and flew away. She started to come back towards them, though many feet below where they were flying.

"If you'll excuse me," said Phil, and jumped off the SkyAk.

"I hate when he does that," Keely said, and slid forward to take control. Luckily, Phil had taught her some basic controls on the aircraft.

Meanwhile, Phil landed on Pim's SkyAk, and they continued their shouting match, Phil with her in a headlock.

"What did you say?" Phil asked.

"Let go, you lunatic!" Pim shouted, trying to keep control of the SkyAk.

"Not until you take it back! We are not getting married!"

"Don't deny it!"

"Pim, I am going to-- OW!" he yelped in pain as Pim bit his arm.

"Let go or I'll push you off!"

Phil let go. "Come on, Keely might be our great-great-grandmother or something. We're not married."

"Considering how in love with her you are, then you just might be your own great-great-grandfather."

Phil didn't know what to think about that. If it were true, then they would be fated to be together. Then again, there was the whole disgusting idea that he was his own great-great-grandfather.

"Shut up, Pim," he shouted at her.

"Go away, Phil."

Phil looked down, and said, "Okay," and jumped off.

Pim screamed, but then saw that he landed on the other SkyAk. "I hate when you do that!"

"Let's lose her," Phil said to Keely, and they swerved off, as Pim shrugged, and headed back home, deciding not to interfere with their escapades.

"So," Phil said, twirling his helmet in his hands. "What are you going to miss the most?"

"You, of course," Keely said, giving him a playful shove.

"You mean that?"

"Yes!"

A warm sensation spread over Phil as the girl whom he loved said he'd be the thing she missed the most.

"You, and my mind," Keely added. "For ever agreeing to this stupid trip. I mean, Dad will be in England for four more years, at least. You're going to be here for maybe another year. But no, I don't get to spend any time with you, I have to go to see my Dad." As she finished, she hurled a rock off of the cliff they were sitting on, which their legs dangled over.

"Keely… Please understand it has to be this way."

"I don't want it to be this way, Phil. I wanna be with you…"

"I wish I could spend my life with you… but maybe this is all for the better. Maybe we were never meant to be together… Maybe it was just… a mistake or something."

"Don't say that, Phil," Keely whispered, as her eyes watered.

"I know…"

"I mean… we've been through so much… how can you say that?"

"I just… I'm afraid that this never was meant to be…"

"And you crashing in this century was a fluke?"

"Keely… I've spent every night I've been here wondering the same thing. I always told myself we were meant to be together… but now I have doubts, now that you're leaving…"

"I see what you mean," Keely mumbled. "I just hope you're wrong."

"I hope I am too. But if I get my license, then I could come back to you…"

"Then I'd be happy again," Keely muttered.

"Don't worry, Keely. I'll come back for you. But right now," Phil said, just a few minutes after the sun had set, "we have to get going back."

The two stood up, and walked back to the SkyAk, hand in hand.

Sorry this chapter took so incredibly long, but I just watched the new Phil of the Future episode, "Pimcipal." Hooray for me!

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