(No P.O.V)
"What's up with Bella?" Ferb asked his younger brother as their friend walked out of their room after shoving Phineas in his direction.

Ferb was kneeling on the floor un-packing his large black duffle bag, and putting away his clothes in one of the drawers under the tv while Phineas stood in the middle of the room not doing anything.

Phineas cleared his throat before speaking.

"Oh, she um...thinks something is wrong, and she said since I won't talk to her, to talk to you." He explained nervously as he played with the edge of his t-shirt.

Ferb stopped what he was doing, and set his hands on his knees.
"Well is there something wrong?" His facial expressions asked while Phineas sat down on one of the beds.

"No." He replied quickly.

"3...2...1." Ferb counted in his head, and at the exact moment Ferb thought "one" Phineas spilled the beans.

"I-I'm just so scared that something's gonna happen to her Ferb, I mean what if she falls, and I'm not there to catch her? I'm not even sure why I'm so scared that she's gonna fall. I-"

"Phineas." Ferb said, stopping his brother mid-rant.
"Start from the beginning." He instructed calmly, but inside he was finding this quite amusing.

Phineas plopped backwards onto a bunch of soft pillows, and sighed.
"Oh yeah." Phineas mumbled as if he just remembered something important. "That would probably make more sense..." He added.

The red head took a deep breath before starting his story from the beginning.

"Well, when we were on the plane, I fell asleep, -obviously- and had a dream." He started. "But it wasn't really any kind of normal dream -for me anyway-. I dreamt about Isabella, and I walking around near the top of the Eiffel Tower."

Phineas stopped talking for a moment.

"So? What's bad about that?" Ferb asked as he closed a drawer, and put his empty bag in another right below it before sitting on the bed across from Phineas.

"Well, nothing. But then I turned around for a split second, and I heard a scream. Immediately I spun back around and saw Isabella hanging off the side of the Tower." He continued. "It felt so real, but the thing is I don't know why I'm so shaken up by a dream. I don't know why I feel so worried that something's gonna happen to her. I know that you or I will be there to save her from whatever might happen, but..." Phineas trailed off.

"Your afraid to lose her." Ferb stated.

Phineas sighed.
"Yes." He said "But why?"

At this Ferb raised an eyebrow.
"Why?" He thought in disbelief.

Ferb knew Phineas was oblivious to Isabella's feelings towards him, but he never thought Phineas would be oblivious to his own feelings.

"Yes Ferb. Why?" Phineas asked again.
"I can't figure it out. I've never been-well I've always cared about her, and didn't want her to get hurt, but I've never..." Phineas trailed off as if he were searching for the correct words as his blue eyes scanned the ceiling. "lost my mind over it before." He finished, before sitting up on the bed.

Ferb looked his brother over.

Phineas still looked worried, and kept glancing towards the open doorway between the two rooms to where Isabella was every now and then, but overall he was a little calmer, so Ferb figured it would be alright to tell his younger brother what he was feeling towards their best friend.

"Why do I care so much?" Phineas suddenly asked as he looked at his brother who was wearing his signature blank stare.

Ferb slowly started to smile, but the smile quickly turned into a smirk.

Phineas, who was able to read his
step-brother very well, immediately got the message, and his eyes widened before looking at Isabella who was still sitting on the bed by the door in her room.

"No, no no." He said shaking his head as he looked back at his brother.
"That can't be it!" He declared as if it were impossible, and stood up.

Ferb repeated his brother's actions, and raised an eyebrow again as if asking "Are you sure?"

Phineas sighed and looked at the floor.
"No." He mumbled. "No I'm not." He added.

"She'll be just fine, Phin." Ferb spoke up. "She's a former Fireside Girl, and she earned the most patches. I'm sure she can take care of herself if something happens, and either of us aren't there." He finished.

"Yeah..." Phineas sighed as he watched Isabella turn the page of a book she was reading on her bed.
"I guess your right, Ferb."