Hey everyone! I know I haven't updated in FOREVER, I've been soooo busy with work, school, etc. Also, I rewrote this chapter like 4 times, first it was Tia at the door, then Keely, but now it's the FBI. Lol. I actually have a day off, so I can get this up. (And plus, my friend Jaime told me that I better get a move on w/ this! Lol) And just to warn you, my Pheely creativity has been squashed because (for those of you who don't already know)

SPOILER

Phil and Keely are now an official couple as of the last episode in season 2 (Back To The Future). Which I'm EXTREMELY happy about btw  Well, EVERYONE pretty much knows that.


Jquest87 –Muchas Gracias! An excellent suggestion. I probably would've done something like that if I hadn't already started writing the chapter when I received your review lol. I definitely would've used that idea though!

Thanks for the awesome reviews everyone!

Also…this chapter won't make sense if you don't remembered what happened in chappy 3. Seriously, you're going to be in the dark for the entire rest of the fic if you didn't read it lol.. Here's chappy 4! And there's a twist at the end, hahahaha.

One more thing…the statements which had a question mark AND an exclamation mark only have an exclamation mark now…stupid Yeah, so the entire effect of the statement was ruined, gah!

Phil's pulse raced as he nervously approached the door, advancing toward the boisterous knocking. His parents kept their distance and watched over Phil like a hawk, ready to kung-fu the FBI.

"Who is it?" Phil demanded, leaning against the doorframe. Nothing more than aberrant silence answered his proposition.

"Well, then, you've left me no choice but to use that deadly…THING that I've been saving for a rainy day!" Phil threatened lamely.

"Oh yeah, that ought to scare 'em away for SURE!" Lloyd cracked and shook his head at his sons' idiotic defense methods. Phil ignored him and opened the door so forcefully that it nearly ripped off its hinges. Four individuals dressed in FBI attire and motorcycle helmets, which were equipped with shields, charged at Phil. Lloyd screamed in a girlish manner and fled into the backyard while one of the masked figures forcefully held Phil down on the floor.

"GET OFF OF ME!" Phil fumed and attempted to escape.

"We know that you're from the future! Resistance is futile!" One of them said gruffly and tightened his grip on Phil's biceps.

"Luke, I am your father!" said another, obviously amused with the voice effect from the helmet. Barbara leaped over the couch and began violently wrestling with one of the others.

"I TOLD you that I should've dominated this century! This could've been prevented, but NO! We just HAD to be civil toward these 21st century knuckle-draggers!" Pim chimed in, helplessly watching the scene from the kitchen. Phil was kicking furiously, but the agent held him down with such force that resistance was, in fact, useless. The front door from the sudden invasion remained wide open, and as Keely ventured up the porch of the Diffy house, she witnessed the chaos from outside.

"PHIL!" She shouted in panic and rushed into the house.

"Keely!" Phil hollered and continued to struggle to freedom. An adrenaline rush saturated Keely's body as she sprinted towards the intruder from the porch. She jumped on his back with her arms locked around his neck and dug her knees into his sides. This was an attempt to get him on the ground and away from Phil, but it failed miserably; Keely was too light to drag him down. Without thinking, she returned to the ground, did a 180 degree turn, and fiercely kicked the guy full force in the ribs. He clutched his side in pain, but his other hand still had Phil by the collar of his shirt.

"LET GO!" Keely insisted and kicked the guy where it REALLY counts. He instantly released Phil and doubled over in pain.

"Keely, stop!" complained a muffled voice from behind the motorcycle helmet. The other three agents were roaring with laughter at the scene of their captains' ego being shredded by a 16 year old girl. The guy removed his helmet to reveal an extremely frustrated Tanner.

"TANNER?" Keely and Phil exclaimed in unison.

"Geez, Keely, it was only a joke! You didn't have to go all "Kim Possible" on me like that!" Tanner groaned.

"Well, then, don't EVER do anything stupid like that EVER AGAIN!" Keely snarled.

"Young man, this family is in incredible danger at the moment. The last thing we need right now are idiots running around pretending to be government officials! Take your pranks, gags, and sidekicks and go waste someone else's time! Now BEAT IT!" Barbara was barking orders left and right.

"C'mon guys, let's go," Tanner muttered and his crew headed out the door, single file, mumbling complaints. Tanner stayed behind long enough to hassle Phil furthermore.

"Stay out of my century, Diffy," Tanner growled and slammed into Phil's shoulder as he exited the Diffy house, following the rest of his posse. Barbara sighed in frustration and went to search for Lloyd, leaving Phil and Keely to suffer in awkward silence. Minutes passed and neither spoke a word; Phil leaned against the wall with arms crossed and stared at his shoes, while Keely pretended to be interested in a loose string from the arm of the couch. Phil cleared his throat to shatter the silence.

"Keely…are you still upset with me?" Phil interrogated with a serious tone, referring to what occurred at school earlier. Keely hesitated before replying and avoided eye contact.

"I…don't know WHAT I am right now…" she stated shakily and seated herself on the couch. Phil quickly changed the subject, making it quite clear that Keely was making him uncomfortable.

"So, uh, that was pretty awesome…y'know…clobbering Tanner and all that jazz…but you sorta owed it to him, huh?" Phil stammered as he tried to make conversation. "I could've taken him myself, but I was so exhausted from school today that I didn't even bother…"

Keely remained silent and put her head in her hands; Phil couldn't shut himself up, as the truth ray was still coming on strong.

"I mean…after that jerk broke your heart a while back, it's the least you could've done to get him back. He deserves way more of a—"

"Phil!" Keely suddenly burst into tears and leaped up from the couch.

"I'm so stupid! I can't believe I'm being so immature about this!" Keely sobbed with one hand over her mouth. Phil was stunned at this, and though it pained him to see his best friend in such sorrow, he was frozen with uncertainty.

"Keely, wha—"

"I'm so sorry! I hate this, I just want it to stop!" Keely was hysterical at this point, and Phil finally gained enough fortitude to approach her.

"Keely, calm down," Phil insisted gently and took her hands in his. She couldn't seem to break her gaze from his, and finally she broke down, not holding back a single thing.

"I can't believe I freaked out about that earlier…I mean…it's what I've always dreamt of…" She confessed, half laughing, as flooding tears continued to streak her face. Phil arched an eyebrow in utter confusion. He released her hands abruptly, then stepped back and leaned on the arm of the couch.

"Of what? Beating up Tanner like there's no tomorrow?" Phil inquired with a smirk.

Keely rolled her eyes jokingly and shook her head. "No, Phil, what I mean is…what happened at school today," Keely remarked shyly. Phil's voice caught in his throat, and practically falling off the couch, he managed a response.

"You mean…the thing about our kids?" Phil laughed nervously."Oh…t-that! Yeah, uh, what about it?" As a chill ran down his spine, he averted his eyes from Keely's.

"Phil, we've got to face this sooner or later. I can just see it now, constantly warning them, 'How many times must I tell you? Stay away from your fathers' future gadgets!'" Keely chuckled and sat next to Phil on the couch.

"Don't you know what this means? We're going to get married and raise a family…it doesn't matter what century we come from, because apparently, we're in love. Or we will be SOMEDAY," Keely's confidence was returning with every word.

Silence. Keely appeared to be in thought while Phil was too tongue tied to even speak. The silence between intervals of conversation was deafening.

"It appears that our reactions to this situation have reversed since this afternoon…" Phil mumbled under his breath.

"Phil…" Keely began as she paced the floor, "don't you remember when you told me that time is everything? And that sometimes, we must create our OWN timing?" She gestured with her hands while continuously pacing behind the couch; Phil nodded slowly and stared at the carpet.

"Will you just quit being so shady and get over it!" Keely huffed, evidently annoyed at Phil's lack of response. Phil glared and stood up, equally exasperated with Keely.

"The point is, Phil, that I'm going to embark on creating my own timing as well, just as you've done in the past…" Keely stated gently. Once again, Phil arched a brow at this and pondered to answer the girl standing before him.

"How so?" Phil remarked, finally being reasonable.

"We aren't gonna live forever…and you never know what tragedy could happen tomorrow…if you have your heart set on something, go for it," Keely stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, we can't just wait around for all the pieces of our lives to fall in place," Phil agreed.

"And I've been doing just that…waiting around for two years for YOU to realize how I feel," Keely retorted.

"Why don't you just tell me then?" Phil inquired, purposely pretending that he had no idea. Keely narrowed her eyes, arms crossed, standing directly in front of Phil now.

"Can't you put 2 and 2 together? HEL-LO! We're gonna have children of our own one day, how do you THINK I feel?" Keely's irritation grew with every word.

"I just wanna hear you say it," Phil was grinning like crazy.

"FINE," Keely gave in, "if you're gonna get on my case about it…"

"Say it," Phil urged, not able to stop smiling even if he tried.

"I freakin' love you, DUH!" Keely finally cracked a smile as well.

"Hallelujah! She finally admits it! And it's about time too," Phil remarked, taking a step closer to Keely.

"You knew it all along then…?" Keely interrogated, rather shocked.

"Not the WHOLE time…but I kinda got the gist when I took you to see the Northern Lights on the skyak," Phil affirmed.

"Isn't there something YOU want to say to me then?" Keely challenged anxiously.

"…Sorry Keel, I just don't feel that way about you. I suppose the Giggle was wrong then…you're more like a sister to me than anything else…" Phil declared, then turned and began walking into the other room. He spun around once he neared the entrance of the kitchen, only to witness Keely dropping to her knees in despair.

"Keely!" Phil called to her from across the room in concern.

"……."

"What, do you think I'm completely out of my mind? I'm JOKING! I've been in love with you since the moment I met you, isn't it obvious?" Phil alleged. Keely inertly rose to her feet.

"You're so gullible sometimes, you know that?" Phil laughed. Keely hurled a couch pillow at him from across the room; Phil caught it of course.

"Thanks for practically giving me a heart attack, Diffy!" Keely laughed with relief.

"I wouldn't curse the Diffy name if I were you…after all, you'll be one someday too," Phil informed her with a smirk. Keely leaped over the couch, darting across the room to tackle him. Phil intercepted the attack, grabbing Keely before she could do any damage, and the two playfully wrestled to the ground. Phil dominated, and in the end, Keely was sprawled across the floor, wallowing in her loss to Phil's strength.

"Hah! That's zero for Teslow, one for Diffy," Phil remarked cockily and stood up.

"Whatever, I LET you win that one," Keely replied lazily and continued to lie on the carpet. "Besides, according to you, 'I'm a Diffy too,' so therefore, we're tied," Keely mocked, referring to Phil's earlier statement.

"Well then, Miss Diffy, what next?" Phil inquired, leaning over her with that incredible smile of his. Keely grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him back down to the floor with her, and they engaged in a full on kiss until neither could breathe. Pim bounded into the room at that precise second, which she instantly regretted.

"UGH! WHY do I always walk in during the worst possible moments! This is like the third time!" Pim exclaimed, BEYOND disgusted. Phil and Keely glimpsed up at the sinister blonde leaning in the doorframe.

"Okay, you're either making out, VERY horizontally might I add, or you're working on those kids. Which is it?" Pim cracked.

"PIM!" Keely and Phil warned in unison.

"Just sayin'," Pim shrugged with the grin of the devil himself. Phil and Keely glanced at one another in the same beat, then turned their attention back to Pim simultaneously.

"Get her!" Keely shouted, and she, along with Phil, rushed after Pim, the laughter never ceasing.

18 years later…

15 year old Scott Diffy watched the chaos from the screen of the Giggle, his 16 year old sister Stacey leaning in close to catch the action too.

"Wow," Scott began with the grin of his father, "That's how they found out about us? All because of dads' truth ray on the Wiz'rd?" As the final scene of Phil and Keely chasing Pim came to a close, Scott shut down the device and placed it on a nearby table.

"Yeah, I TOLD you our parents are crazy," Stacey affirmed and tucked loose strands of dark hair behind her ear.

"Y'know…mom and dad won't be back from the H.G. Wells class reunion for two more hours…let's "borrow" the skyaks, and I'll race ya to Ireland!" Scott challenged and dashed for the door.

"You're on, Diffy!" Stacey declared and shoved past her brother into the dim garage. And with that, the two raced into the crystal sky with incredible speed, only leaving behind the twang of a shimmering star.

THE END! And that was the twist I was talking about…the entire fic was being watched on the Giggle by Phil and Keely's kids, hahaha. Yeah, the whole "twang of a star" thing…you know what I mean, right? Like when Phil and Keely disappear into the sky on the skyak and it does that little star "bing" thing? Lol. You get the point.