Chapter 5

Phineas, Ferb, and Candace had all been shocked at how nice the private jet was. According to its stats it would be even faster than the Sunbeater 3000 had been. After a couple seconds shocked at the plane they went to the cockpit and got ready for takeoff. A couple of minutes into the flight Phineas turned on the auto pilot. Isabella had stopped somewhere in the middle of Israel.

"So guys what are we going to do when we get there? Follow the signal until we bump into her. It took us almost half the day just to find Meap and Candace ended up bringing him to us halfway into the search. Plus we can't even be sure if this thing is bringing us the right way." Candace looked at her brother. He wasn't the brightest despite being the smartest.

"Phineas did you build and program that?" She asked pointing to the tracker

"Yea."

"Great now close your eyes and think of the definition of cuteness you used for the device? Try to think up someone who, in your mind, is one a scale of 1-10 for cuteness, an 11" Phineas nodded yes with a slightly confused look on his face but with his eyes still closed. "Does the person you're thinking of look like Isabella?" His eyes shot open

"How did you know that?" Ferb did his best to prevent laughing hysterically. He wished he had a camera for Phineas's face because it had been priceless.

"Just a guess but that means the tracker should work. And finding her shouldn't be too hard. According to this she's in the middle of the desert. Not exactly a place full of Mexican Jewish girls. Or many people at all. And it's not like you two, well mainly you, are gonna give up until we found her." Phineas was surprised Candace singled him out. Ferb wasn't but he decided to comment anyway.

"I take offense that you think I would give up." Candace gave him a Really? face and he shrugged in reply. It's not that Ferb would give up, it's that Phineas wouldn't.

"Well I guess we know what we're doing." Phineas said with more optimism as he realized what had to be done.

"The Middle East! You kidnapped me to drag me thousands of miles without telling anyone!" Isabella was less than happy with her father. After her rant she checked to make sure he wasn't angry with her.

"I'm sorry. There isn't a way out of here for a couple days though so we're stuck so I'll have to ask you try to forgive me enough. I was trained in the Israeli Navy as a seal and when I saw you my mind immediately thought something along the lines of 'don't lose the target' so I did spike the water and then I noticed you were passing out. I realized I shouldn't have done it but I was hitting the point of no return. Not that it wouldn't be fun to be caught anywhere with a drugged little girl." He put a hand to his face. "I couldn't think of a way to go back and a good part of my mind still wanted to not have to leave you." Isabella decided her father wasn't dangerously crazy. At the worst he had post-traumatic stress and was a little unstable. Isabella had to ask a risky question though

"What happened between you and my mom that was bad enough for drugging me to be better way to spend quality time?" He looked at her, again amazed at how quickly she dropped things. But he realized that she was stuck with him and was probably still unsure on how stable he was. Something he himself sometimes pondered.

"Well your mother and I had gotten married but despite it we rarely saw each other. I was still in the Navy then and was rarely allowed to leave base, not to mention go to the States. About a month after a visit I got a call from your mother that she was pregnant with you. She had you and even a month after you were born I hadn't seen her still. Finally I was able to get home. When I got there your mother and I got into a fight. Apparently shortly before I left my troop had been seen at a strip club." Isabella recognized the guilty look that told her he was with his group. "Someone ratted us out. We fought and she told me to get out and that she didn't want me anywhere near her child." He sighed audibly and looked at Isabella with his eyes filled to the brim with tears. "And I told her I didn't want to be there and that I didn't want to be near her child. She told me that as long as she lives she would ensure I wasn't. I realized my mistake but I was given the cold shoulder. Eventually I gave up but I don't think I ever moved on."

"Well.. sometimes when you love something you should let it go. But when you love someone you have to meet them halfway." Isabella enjoyed quoting her crush's brother. He always said exactly what was needed. Her father looked up at his daughter.

"Your pretty smart you know? Well looks like we have some free time. How about some dinner?" Isabella heard her stomach rumble at the word and she nodded.