Isabella felt like giggling or dancing. She felt like getting up and skipping around the room. She felt all giddy and goofy inside. In short, she felt amazing.

The awful gnawing desperate hunger for Ferb was gone. Because now she had Ferb. Isabella didn't know why she hadn't realized he was the one for her before. All the signs had been there. Not only evidence that he had written the emails to her, but other things. There had been emotional feelings for him whenever they had spoken. She had been extremely physically attracted to him. Never did Isabella once imagine that she would ever be the oblivious one, but obviously she had been.

Not like that mattered now. She and Ferb were together. And this felt right. Nothing felt wrong or off. Being with Ferb, even for one night, made being with Phineas look like a joke. She felt bad that Phineas might get hurt, and that all this wedding fuss would be for nothing, but she would never be able to live with being married to someone she wasn't in love with. Not now, when she knew her true love was right here.

Here, on the bed, right next to her. They had been talking about what to do, but now Ferb was just kind of staring with a worried expression. He must be thinking about something, she thought. But honestly, she was really dying to knock him out of his thought, get under his sheets, and enjoy a whole lot more Ferb. Or accompany him to his proposed shower.

Man, since when had her mind become so dirty? It was probably because Isabella had spent years pining for one man, and one alone. And Ferb had a lot of time to make up.

Isabella slid even closer to Ferb and kissed him. She wrapped her arms around him, totally losing herself in the kiss. He was slightly sweaty, but she didn't care. All she felt was him kissing her back.

She pulled away slowly. "Oh Ferb." She said softly. She smiled at him, but Ferb looked very troubled. "So what were you thinking about? Got a brilliant Ferb-ish plan to break the news? You seem upset."

"Isabella," Ferb said with a pained expression, "You do know that this was a one-time thing right?"

It was as if someone had slapped her afterglow away. "What?"

Ferb didn't want to speak, but right now he had to. "We made love. And I don't regret it!" he emphasized, "But, in a week, you're going to get married to Phineas."

"What?" Isabella bleated. "But how can I marry Phineas?"

"Phineas loves you. He really loves you. You're the most important person to him. Trust me, I know. He has never ever acted like this with any other girl. Everyone in Danville knew Phineas would fall for you."

"But I don't love Phineas! I love you!" Isabella was crying again.

"No," Ferb shook his head, "You love Phineas. You only wrote to me because you thought I was him. You said yes to his proposal."

"No, Ferb, I, I didn't mean to! I already doubted our relationship! Please!" Isabella cried.

"Phineas will treat you like a queen. You'll be happy together." Ferb could barely get that sentence out.

"How do you expect me to be happy Ferb, married to a man I do not love? How do you expect Phineas to be happy, with a wife who doesn't even love him?" Isabella yelled.

Ferb turned and got off the bed, keeping his face turned from Isabella.

"Ferb Fletcher, what cards do you hold? What can you do to keep me from making Phineas' life a living hell after we're married?" Isabella said bitterly.

Ferb angrily turned towards her. "There is no way that could happen! I would never let it!"

"Oh, yeah? What's to stop me from going down and telling everyone what we just did?" Isabella said, as she got up and out of Ferb's bed.

Ferb instinctively covered his eyes with his hand to block Isabella's naked body.

Isabella felt tears rapidly falling again. "Look at me! Damn it, Ferb, look at me! Mr. Ferb Fletcher, 'the gentleman', huh? You didn't seem to mind seeing my body last night!"

Isabella began hunting around the room for her clothing, crying and swearing under her breath. She aggressively began pulling them on.

"There, I'm decent." She spat.

Ferb lowered his hand.

"Happy? Well, good, 'cause I'm leaving."

Ferb rushed in front of the doorway.

"Move Ferb." She said threateningly.

Ferb shook his head no.

"Move Ferb!" She yelled. Isabella weakly beat her fists again Ferb's chest, but every hit got weaker, and with each one, her silent crying increased. "Move…"

Ferb pulled her against him, and wrapped his arms around her. Isabella began crying into Ferb's chest.

Ferb gently rubbed her back. "It'll be ok."

"But I love you." She whispered.

"What happens in great love stories, Isabella? Sacrifices have to be made. Kingdoms go to war, and lovers die for each other. We're sacrificing our love for something more important; friendship. Our friendship with Phineas."

Isabella lifted her head. She had a dark expression on her face. "Ok, Ferb. I'll marry Phineas. I'll make this sacrifice. But I'm not going to alone."

Ferb moved away from the door, as Isabella silently left. He watched from the window making sure that nobody saw her leave the house and get into her car. After it had left, Ferb flopped onto the bed, with just one thing on his mind. What did Isabella mean?

Dun dun DUN! She's not going to alone? What does that mean?

This was a very angsty and dramatic chapter. I hope you could all choke it down. Anyway, a round of applause to TheCartoonFanatic01 and BlytheHasFreckles for the closest predictions. Actually, a round of applause to all my awesome reviewers.

L...o...v...e...(still clapping), Silver