A/N Okay. Thanks to the reviewers, as always. Really quickly, about this chapter. It somewhat enters the thoughts of all three characters. Please give some feedback of what you think of it.

Thanks guys. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own no part of Phineas and Ferb. Just this story. And possibly a future OC. And by possibly, I mean for sure.

He ran off as fast as he could. After a while, certain he lost her, he sat down on the grass.

He had reached a very beautiful place, actually. There were several trees in almost every direction. In front of him was a huge lake that shined brightly. If he weren't so upset, he'd be taking in the beauty of it.

'I can't believe it. She's been showing so many signs. First it was holding my hand. Then it was blushing. Oh, and smiling and/or laughing at every other thing I say. She left Ferb behind to go save me from the dungeons. She tried protecting me. Did I mention she holds my hand all the time? It's never Ferb and I going somewhere or Ferb and her, it's always her and I. Why can't she trust me? After all we've been through? Didn't she forgive me for being an assassin? … Of course she didn't. No one forgives someone for that kind of a thing just like that. It would take years to truly forgive someone for that. But I just can't believe it.' he thought.

He signed and gazed into the water. 'Why can't she feel the same way?'

He moped there for who knows how long. But he enjoyed it too. Deep down, he liked the silence. He loved being able to just think to himself for a while. To feel distant from the world and be lost in thought. He enjoyed it deeply.

So yes, he enjoyed the silence. But it was broken.

"What are you doing out here?!"

Isabella sat back in the new cave, almost in tears. 'Why can't he just believe me? I do love him, I just- just can't-' she began thinking.

She sat there and cried for what seemed like hours, and after a while, she managed to get up and pace a bit.

'Why won't he believe me. And I'm not playing him! Oh, I guess that's how he felt. Where is he anyways?'

And with that, Ferb came in. "Where's Ph-?"

"He… left."

"As in?"

"As in, he hates me. He doesn't want to face me again. … We had a- a fight."

Ferb nodded in understanding, and darted out.

'Great, now he doesn't want to be near me either.' she sarcastically thought.

'Why can't the both of them just make up and get together? He loves her. I believe she loves him. I know they belong together. And I try to get them to that point, too. I leave them alone all the time, when I'm hunting and stuff. You know, "hunting." Anyways, why can't they get together. I just can't believe Phineas is being so immature that he'd go hide in the woods when approximately 3 groups are hunting us down. One being complete masters, another at least cunning enough, and another with a huge army. Is he that upset?' the third one thought.

After a while of sped up walking, he finally reached a small enclosure of trees and a breathtaking view of the lake. There, by the lake, he saw a young man with his knees close to his chest, looking straight into the water. He seemed completely lost in thought.

"What are you doing out here?" Ferb asked him quietly.

Phineas jumped a bit, obviously surprised anyone managed to find him. He hung his head a little low in a mix of shame and sadness.

"I'm sorry. I am, it's just…"

He instantly felt bad for his friend. He finally got the courage to admit his feelings, but was obviously rejected somehow.

Ferb nodded, urging him to go on, as he sat down next to him.

"Well, it all started back in the cave…"

Isabella paced frantically in the cave.

'Where are those two? Are they coming back? Were they captured? Did they abandon me?'

Negative thoughts raced through her head every second. She was so scared that something had happened to them. So much, that she nearly forgot about her fight.

By the time they had gotten back, Isabella had completely lost it.

"WHAT WERE YOU TWO DOING!"

"Not that you care." Phineas muttered under his breath. But it was quiet, not even she could hear. But perhaps that's how he wanted it, just something he could feel better about.

With that, he march off into the opposite corner of the, well, cave.

Quickly realizing his anger, which was still present from their fight, Isabella sighed and walked to the other side.

Not many other words were said that night. None, actually. And let's just say, this was the first night for a long time that both Phineas and Isabella were cold.

A/N Sorry that was so short guys. But hey, it's better than nothing, right?

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