"Viv'!"

Vivian looked up from the book she was currently reading at the kitchen table. She turned towards Roman and rolled her eyes. "Yes?"

"Where's Bella?"

Vivian shrugged, "Not here obviously."

Roman scowled but soon cheered up, he took a seat by Vivian. "I wonder where Bella is...it seems odd that none of us know."

Vivian bit her lip. Truthfully, she knew exactly where her daughter was. Right where she needed to be, across the street with her friends. Vivian sighed before responding, "She'll turn up soon. You know how teenagers are."

Roman slightly nodded. "D-do you think she'll like Jerusalem?"

"Huh?"

Roman cleared his throat, "Do you think she'll like it? I mean...living with me?"

Vivian sighed, "Of course. She's your daughter, she does love you."

Roman frowned, "She doesn't act like it..."

"Well of course, I mean, you pop up and instantly just expect instant control over her life. You're trying to dictate her life!"

"Because I love her!"

"And I don't?"

"Vivian. You let our daughter run wild! You have no control over her!"

"You do not understand. You never will, will you?"

"She's running wild Vivian!"

Vivian sighed, "You cannot suffocate our daughter...and expect her to embrace you with open arms. You have to compromise Roman, or just forget about her."

Roman sat still, trying to process all that Vivian just said. He had never actually heard Vivian raise her voice and never at him. Obviously, she had learned to stand up for herself during his absence.

Good for her.

He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Whoa..." Gretchen said as she stepped into the Flynn-Fletcher backyard. She smirked at the sight of the five friends laying on the ground, obviously dizzy from their latest project.

"My ears are still in pain!" Baljeet yelled as she clutched the sides of his head.

"Don't worry 'Jeet. The turbulence wasn't that strong..."

"No, not from the turbulence! From Buford's repeated screeching!"

All of them laughed not noticing Gretchen had entered the backyard. Gretchen gave a sharp whistle before yelling, "Yo!"

Everyone looked up at the girl as she giggled. "Hey guys! Umm...Isabella? Maybe you should go home..."

Isabella raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Gretchen rolled her eyes, "Efore-bay our-yay ad-day omes-cay and -ooks-lay or-fay ou-yay!"

Isabella's eyes widened as she pulled herself up and sprinted across the street pulling Gretchen along with her. "Bye guys!" before girls yelled hastily as the left the backyard.

The four boys sat on the ground in confusion before Buford spoke up, "I didn't know she spoke spanish."

Isabella quickly opened the house's front door as she dragged her friend inb with her. She was greeted by her parents' eyes or confusion.

"Isa! Where have you been?"

Isabella chuckled nervously as she rose Gretchen's arm in which her hand was around. "I was hanging out with Gretchen, right Gretch' ?"

Gretchen narrowed her eyes before speaking, "Oh...OH! Yeah...she was with me. At my house."

Roman watched the girl's suspicious nature. "All day?"

Gretchen hesitated, "What? I mean! Yes! All day..."

Both adults exchanged looks and nodded. Vivian led Gretchen back to the door. "Ok Gretchen, go home now and tell your mother I said hello."

Gretchen bit her lip and nodded as she exited the Garcia-Shapiro household.

Both Roman and Vivian turned towards their daughter and led her to the couch. Roman smiled brightly as he looked towards his daughter. "So Bella. Uh...how would you like to come to Jerusalem for a while?"

Isabella shrugged, "Why?"

Vivian and Roman once again exchanged looks before continuing.

"Isa, your father...um we, we think that you could use some time away from Danville and spend maybe four months in Jerusalem with your father..."

Isabella's jaw dropped, "W-why do I need time away from Danville?"

"Because it'll help you mature as a young lady."

"I am mature!"

"Yes but-"

"No! I-I can't believe this! H-how could you? And Mom? How can you be okay with this?"

Roman place a hand on her shoulder, "Bella calm down."

"No! You don't have the jurisdiction over me to do that! That'll be kidnapping!"

"Bella."

"Kid-napping!"

"Bella..."

"I'm not listening! La-la-la..."

Roman snapped at this point. "I know you were with that boy and you know what! You cannot see him for the rest of the time up until we leave for Jerusalem at the end of the week!"

Isabella took a brief pause as she panted. "I will see him."

"You're forbidden."

"Nuh-uh."

"Uh-huh."

"Nuh-uh."

"Uh-huh."

Vivian had enough. "Both of you stop! Youy both are acting extremely immature! Isabella, he is your father you must obey him, and Roman you are a father not a dictator!"

The father-daughter pair sat in silence for a brief moment.

"He's not my father..." Isabella mumbled.

Roman fumed, "What?"

The teen stood up, furious and ran up to her room. "I said you're not my father!" she yelled as the bedroom door slammed.

Roman slumped back into his seat as Vivian watched him sternly. "I did nothing wrong." Vivian rolled her eyes and turned away from him. "You owe her an apology."

Roman frowned, "For trying to discipline her?"

"Don't be ridiculous. For trying to control her...you don't own her y'know."

Roman rolled his eyes, "I'm her father."

Vivian picked up her book as she began to walk upstairs to console her daughter, "Then act like it."

"Isa?" Vivian spoke softly as she slowly crept into her daughter's room. Sho looked on sympathetically at her daughter sitting on her bed, petting her small dog.

"Oh Isa. It must be so hard for you."

Isabella didn't respond.

"Trying to do what your heart tells you only to be blocked along the way."

"I'm only doing what you taught me to." the girl said softly.

The woman nodded, "I know chica. I know."

Vivian enveloped her daughter in her arms and rocked her back and forth. "He means well. Has the oddest ways, but he means well."

Isabella sniffed as she buried her head into her mother's shoulder. "Does he?"

Vivian giggled, "Yes. But he's stubborn, he'll be that way until the day he dies."

Isabella frowned and her mother sensed her tense up. "Even on your wedding day, as he walks you down the eisle he'll try to coax you out of the marriage."

Isabella rolled her eyes, "Then I don't want him there."

Vivian rubbed her daughter's shoulder, "No, you do. Every girl wants their father at their wedding."

Isabella shook her head, "You took on the role of both mom and dad, mama. You're all I need."

Vivian chuckled as she held her daughter tighter, "If only it was that simple." She got up and kissed her daughter's forehead. "You'll have to apologize mi chica."

Isabella frowned as she shook her head.

Vivian chuckled, "Not now, whenever you're ready. But you cannot stay angry forever, you will never live happily ever after as long as you have that anger."

Isabella watched her mother leave. She then hugged her knees to her chest and sighed. She wouldn't tell anyone that she was leaving. Well not Phineas anyway.

That would leave both of them heartbroken.

But she had to confide in someone. Well, make that two someones.

Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, school is brutal. Anyways I just want to thank everyone who actually loves this story! I'm astonished by the response! So anyway, i'm kinda on break right now so i'll be updating more! YAY! Anyways, I just want to thank all of my passionate readers and reviewers on both this site and deviantart. You guys are my inspiration to never give up! Be honored becuase I am truly grateful and extremely blessed. Anyway enjoy and read and review!