A/N Okay, so I decided to update again today. So uh, yeah, enjoy. Please review after reading. Also I can't believe there's already 20 chapters and 62 reviews. I feel so honored. :D

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He nodded happily, collecting himself and joining her.

"Glad to see you." he said friendly-like.

She nodded, and quickly grabbed his hand. "C'mon. We've got to get you out of here!" she said hastily.

With that, she ran towards the window.

"So, where's Ferb?"

"He's still on his way. I may have, uh, hurried past him a while ago."

"So you took out that guard?" he said, surprised that Isabella, such a caring and sweet person, could do that, even in their case.

"Well, I learned from the best." she said teasingly.

He wasn't sure if his blush came from the fact that she was still holding his hand, that she had squeezed closer to him, or that she just referred to him as 'the best.' Either way, there was an undeniable amount of red on his face. He hid it with a smile, that was subconsciously on his face.

They ran together as far as they could. Away from the castle and the dungeon. After a while, Phineas realized they weren't going where he thought they were.

The princess, seeing his confusion, quickly clarified. "Ferb found us a new hideout. Much more hidden."

"But what about the supplies?"

"Fwrb brought them."

'Of course, Ferb always thinking ahead' he thought as he casually nodded.

After a while, she suddenly stopped, giving him a chance to look down to their still-intwined hands.

"Here we are."

"What?" he asked, unsure of what she was referring to. All he saw was a tiny hole in the ground and open land. No where to put a reasonable hiding spot.

"The hole, genius." she said sarcastically.

He nodded, still doubting how that would even work.

'But then again, she had said it was extremely hidden.'

As if on cue from his thoughts, she dived in. She shouted from underneath, "C'mon!"

He looked around him one last time, and uncertainly stopped in. The hole curved a bit, making it bigger. He reached the bottom after a while, landing in something similar to a cave. One with candles and other various supplies scattered about.

He nodded in approval, "Cool. … But, uh, where's Ferb?"

Isabella'a previously pleased expression quickly vanished, leaving a terrified one in its place. "Oh no." she said quietly. "We have to find him!"

"No. You stay here. I'll go."

"If anything, you should stay. They might already know your gone. They'll be looking for you."

"But not you?"

'That's right.' she slowly thought. She had always been used to being able to go anywhere, as long as it was within the castle grounds. Now she felt like she was a complete outlaw. No matter where she was, it felt wrong. A couple hours ago, she had been able to still be happy and think about her plans as to how to get back to the castle. How to explain to her father that Baljeet was bad, but her new friends weren't, despite their bad pasts. How she and Phineas could have a future at that castle together. But not anymore. Now was different, now her thoughts must be completely forced to think of where to hide and how to survive. Not much else was important. Realizing she was in the middle of a conversation, she opened her mouth to continue, but was inturrepted.

"No. How 'bout you both stay." a new voice said.

Both completely startled, leapt towards each other and glared at him. It was just Ferb, but still! For all they new that was some guard or something. It could have been anything really. When you think about it, the assassins could potentially come after them, the guards are after them, and Baljeet is after them. And the worst part is, they ARE the good guys. You may not assume so, two assassins and a runaway princess, but they are.

But they still have a problem on their hands.

They had originally planned to take out Baljeet. Would they still, under the current circumstances? Well that was up for discussion.

One of the three decided, after quite a bit of thinking, to just blatantly ask.

"Guys. What are we doing?" the triangle-head asked.

The other two looked up, somewhat startled from the sudden question.

"Meaning" she asked.

"The plan. Are we carrying through. Or are we staying here? And for how long? Are we just gonna be in hiding forever now?"

The princess obviously didn't expect this. As much as she hated to admit it, she was raised by royals. Her whole life she had been used to the best of everything. It wasn't that she missed her old life, it just took some adjusting. Right?

"Oh. Umm…" she started.

"I assumed we'd carry out" the Brit said, completely out of nowhere.

Phineas raised his eyebrows. "Okay then. You agree?" he said, then asked Isabella.

She nodded quickly. Even after all that drama, maybe 'especially' after all that drama, she still wanted her revenge. He had planned on killing her. And who knows how his rulership of her people would go? For all she knows, he could become a complete dictator or something. "Okay, so we all agree." Phineas began. "I think we should start planning." he said, the still-continuing thunder adding drama to his words.

The others nodded, and began to share their ideas.

Phineas glanced off at Isabella. She looked pretty upset. But who wouldn't be after all that?

He took this moment to comfort her, just like how he did the first day they met.

She was currently sitting with her knees pressed into her chest, with her head down. He sat next to her in a similar fashion.

He would have asked what was wrong, but for starters he already knew, and she already understood what he was about to ask.

"Oh Phineas. I just can't believe he couldn't trust me. I'm his daughter! I told him the truth. That's all. He couldn't even believe me. Put a bit of faith in me."

He felt incredibly bad for her now. In an instant, he sat closer and awkwardly patted her on the back, trying to calm her down. "It's okay. I personally can't believe it either, but we're all okay now. Maybe he was just shocked-"

"But still! I'm still getting used to the whole thing, but I-"

"I know, Isabella. Maybe you should give him time. Maybe he'll understand. But I can't believe he couldn't believe you. You're so trustworthy, and, and-"

They stopped talking there. He silently put his arm around her shoulders, she put her head on his, and she sobbed into his shoulder