Roman sat on the couch, thinking over everything that had occured over the past couple of days. Vivian had a point. He shouldn't have acted the way he did.

But he wasn't just at fault.

Well, he was mostly at fault.

He sighed. "Dang. I'm going to have to fix this." He stood up and stretched. He owed his daughter an apology. If this boy really meant a lot to her and he seemed to care for her, then who was he to interfere.

Especially since he was M.I.A. for 10 years.

Roman ran a hand through his hair as he exited the house. He bit his lip as he reached the Flynn-Fletcher's doorstep. He rang the bell and waited.

"Uh hey." Candace said as she opened the door. It was a little odd to see Mr. Shapiro at the doorstep, he hadn't seemed very fond of them.

Roman coughed. "Um...hey. I-is Phineas here?"

Candace reluctantly nodded. "Y-yeah. I'll go get him."

Roman nodded but his eyes widened in suprise as the girl did not move from the spot she was standing in and proceeded to scream out the boy's name.

Roman grimaced at the sound of her voice.

Candace turned back to face him. "He's coming."

The two turned their attention to the lanky teenager cautiously walking down the stairs. "What is it Candace? I was in the middle of something..." he mumbled as he reached the end of the stairs. His sharp intake of breath caused Roman to flinch.

Roman sighed as he walked towards the couch. "Um...you don't mind sitting here and having a small chat with me don't you?"

The boy's eyes widened in shock.

"What? Is having a talk with your girlfriend's dad that bad?"

The teen looked confused but sat down anyway. "For the record, it's not like we're dating..."

The adult brushed him off. "Yes you are. And, I...i'm okay with that..."

"Mr. Shapiro, I-"

The adult cut him off once again, "Look. The reason I came is because, well...you mean a great deal to my Bella. So it's only fair that you play a part in this decision."

The teenager rose an eyebrow, "Uh, i'm kinda in the dark here. Care to explain?"

Roman turned and stared him straight in the eye, "You really have no idea what's going on do you?" He took the teen's silence as a yes as he continued, "You see, I was planning on taking Bella with me to Jerusalem...and she was extremely resistant. Mainly because of you..."

Phineas frowned, "Because of me? I'm extremely sorry Mr. Shapiro...I don't know why Isabella's acting like-"

Roman put a hand on the boy's shoulder, "No. She's right."

"Huh?"

"Well you love her don't you?"

The boy felt his cheeks get hot as he stuttered, "W-well...I mean...uh..."

Roman chuckled, "Okay then, back to the matter at hand. Do you want her to go?"

"Well...gee Mr. Shapiro, I mean without Izzy...life around here would kinda suck..."

"Really?"

Phineas smiled, "Well yeah, but that's just my opinion..."

"Well that's kind of all I needed."

"Excuse me?"

Roman stood up and sighed. There was absolutely nothing wrong with this boy, he was quite the gentleman. "Uh...kid?"

The teen turned to look up at him. "Yes Mr. Shapiro?"

"Just...just take care of her okay. Can you do that for me?"

Phineas looked confused but nodded anyway, "Y-yeah...I will."

Roman smiled one last time as he left the house.

"Well this is it Gretchen, i'm gonna go."

The girl nearly choked as she spit out her water. She fixed the placement of her glasses before responding. "What? You can't!"

Isabella hugged herself tight, "Why not Gretch? Everyone wants me to..."

Gretchen's eyes grew wider, "I don't! Who will be my wingman in school? Or who will I sit by at lunch? Or...?"

Isabella rolled her eyes, "Stop making this about you..."

Gretchen paused and regained composure, "Heh...but seriously. What about Phineas?"

Isabella hugged herself tighter, "I didn't tell him" she mumbled.

"What?"

"You heard me. I did not tell him."

Gretchen crossed her arms, "Why not?"

"Because..." Isabella stated lamely.

"That's not an answer."

Isabella sighed deeply. "I don't know...It would be too painful."

Gretchen put an arm around her best friend sympathetically, "But you wanna go right? Just tell him that you want to meet your family."

Isabella looked up at the girl and Gretchen noticed tears rolling down her eyes. "But that's not the truth Gretch...t-the truth is that my dad doesn't approve of us and probably never will..."

"Oh Bells...you know that's not true..." Gretchen cooed as she tried to relax her friend.

Isabella sniffed, "Y-yes it is...I-I can't stand not having Phin in my life..."

Gretchen rested her head on top of her friend's. She patted her shoulder as she cried. She watched as Isabella wiped her eyes and slowly began to speak.

"Gretch...I-I have to tell him."

"Yeah I mean think if Phin woke up and you were nowhere to be found..."

"No not him! M-my dad..."

"Uh...tell him what exactly?"

Isabella shrugged, "I don't know...that he needs to accept that I love Phineas and we shall not be separated?"

Gretchen furrowed her eyebrows, "Wait. Did you just say shall?" Who says that?"

Isabella ignored her and continued, "You think my dad will understand?"

Her friend shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe he will...and if he doesn't you could always-"

Before Gretchen could finish, Isabella had gathered her things and left Gretchen's house with her slightly newfound determination.

Author's Note: Sorry for not updating in so long. I'm hoping to finish the story soon, so i'll be working on the next couple of chapters. Anyways, as always thanks to my readers and supporters both here and on dA. YOU GUYS ROCK! So yeah, read, review and enjoy please.