Well, ladies and germs, boys and squirrels, the story is coming to an end. There will be only a couple more chapters after this. I feel like this chapter goes nicely with the song Daylight by Maroon 5. I'm completely nuts about them.

There was one time that summer Ferb had messed up. Nothing bad had actually happened, but it definitely could have. Good thing Phineas had paid enough attention to not attach the laser. And what had his pathetic excuse been? "I was weak."

And it was damn true! Getting distracted by a pretty teenager was one thing. But he was a lot weaker than he had thought based on this. Ferb was extremely grateful for the pillow underneath his head, because he would've probably passed out if he had been standing up.

If he only didn't have so many worries, then this moment would seem so perfect. He was lying shirtless under Isabella's covers, motionless except for his breathing. Isabella was snuggled next to him, with his left arm wrapped around her. She was lazily drawing indistinct patterns with her fingers on his bare chest.

Ferb just barely glanced at her. She peeked up at him and smiled. Ferb's heart broke a little. Gosh, there was never a time when she didn't look beautiful. But for some reason, Isabella always looked heavenly after they made love. It was something Ferb wished no other man would ever get to see.

Ferb just looked away from her. There was probably a rant about how wrong this was inside of him somewhere, and he didn't want to upset Isabella again by letting it out. He squeezed her close to him to show he wasn't ignoring her gaze though.

Besides Isabella's fingers wandering his chest, they remained motionless for a little while longer. Ferb didn't know what time it was. They left the party at one-something, but he didn't have any other information. It wasn't bright out yet.

Ferb knew he had to leave soon. They both needed to sleep. But he just couldn't. As much as Ferb wanted to ignore it, the fact was that today was the wedding. And then it would all be over. He would lose Isabella forever. Somehow, he knew this would've happened. He took that last shot he had with Isabella. And these were those last minutes.

Ferb closed his eyes tight for a little longer and felt her fingers, her skin, and her breath, on him. And then he opened his mouth. "I think… I think it's time for me to leave."

Isabella made a little grumbling noise. He knew he said he was going to leave, but he did nothing. They both remained stationary.

"We could still do it, you know." Isabella said quietly. "Run away together."

Ferb ran his hand up and down her arm. "No we can't. What about our families? What about our friends? We wouldn't exactly be able to have proper relationships with them anymore."

"We don't need them." Isabella whispered. "We're smart. You're handy and resourceful. I'm sociable and organized. We could do it."

Ferb felt tears on his arm. He rolled onto his side to face her. "Hey." He wiped the tears from her face. "It'll be okay." Isabella let out a large sob, and buried her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her. "You're going to have all your friends and family. You're going to have Phineas, who will treat you like a queen. You're going to be able to do whatever you want in your life."

"But am I going to have you? Am I going to be able to do this, what we're doing right now?" Isabella asked desperately, pushing herself out of Ferb's arms.

Ferb said nothing. He had no answer.

"I thought not." she said, rolling over onto her side of the bed, facing away from Ferb.

"Isabella, you know we can't do this after you're married. We shouldn't even be doing this now. It's, it's…" Adultery? Immoral? Unethical? "…wrong."

"It doesn't feel wrong, Ferb." She said, still facing away from him.

"I know! It feels absolutely, a hundred percent, right!" Ferb said, as he pulled at his hair hysterically. "But, I just, I can't, and Phineas, and you, ever since we were younger, I just can't do it, but I did this, with you…"

Isabella had turned back towards him. She had never, ever, seen Ferb like this. Ferb, so quiet, smart, and put together all the time, was totally losing it. It was a little like how Phineas had lost it when they had been stuck on that island. The boys couldn't handle an unsolvable problem.

"Ferb. Ferb, calm down." She told him gently.

"It's all my fault! I ruined everyone's lives! Yours and Phineas! Me and those emails! It's all my fucking fault!"

"Ferb!" She grabbed onto his arm, trying to hold him still. "Stop it! It's not your fault!"

"No, it is! We're trapped and we can't get out of it! I'm sorry, Isabella, I'm so sorry! You must hate me!"

"FERB!" She caught his face in her hands, and stared into his wild eyes. "I don't hate you."

Ferb was suddenly on her. Isabella couldn't register, it was all happening too fast. His hands, his lips, were suddenly everywhere at once.

"Oh, Ferb." She moaned. "What… what are you doing?" She said between moans of pleasure.

As soon as it had started, it was over. Ferb sat up. "I'm weak." He said, as he got up and off of the bed. He started grabbing his clothes and putting them on.

Isabella shivered. She reached for her own undergarments and a sweatshirt. "Are you leaving?" she questioned.

Ferb, now fully clothed, peered at himself in the mirror. He had never seen such dark circles under such bloodshot eyes. He looked back at Isabella. "You should go to sleep. You're going to have to be up in a few hours."

"Yeah." Isabella sat back, seeming to take in the proximity of the wedding.

Ferb bit his lip. "I really have to go." If anyone even saw the car, they could catch on.

"Uh-huh." She said. She sounded as though she was about to cry.

"Isabella…"

"Just go!" she commanded. She had already slunk back under the sheets.

Ferb silently left the room. What a mess, he thought. He was a mess. If anything, everyday he was falling harder for Isabella. He had little to no self-control left. He desperately wanted to take Isabella up on her offer to run. But he just couldn't. His friends and family meant too much to him. And in a few hours she would marry Phineas. And Ferb would lose her forever.

He got to the bottom of the staircase and rubbed his eyes. He hoped he would be able to drive home. He just reached for the doorknob when he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

"Ferb! Ferb!" Isabella rushed down the stairs. She ran right up to him, threw her arms around him, and kissed him.

Ferb gently pulled away. "Is…"

She held one finger up to his lips. "Shut up. This isn't for you, this is for me." She said.

They began kissing again, more desperately than ever before. Of all their kisses, this was the most desperate, and the most passionate.

Isabella ripped herself away from Ferb. "Now go. Get out of here."

Ferb wordlessly left. She watched him leave, just like he had watched her. Isabella shut the door, and right in front of it, sunk to the ground, as she began to cry. Her back was against the door as she pulled her knees to her chest. That was our very best kiss, she thought. And it's going to be our very last.

My final word today is please pray for Boston. I live right in Massachusetts; so it was quite terrifying, despite the facts that I'm not that close to Boston and nobody I know was there. No matter how exciting these things may seem to me in books or Batman movies, in real life, it's simply terror. I'm praying even though I'm an Atheist!

-Silver