What Could We Find? - Getting Together

Seventeen year old Phineas Flynn looked out the window, wondering how such a terrible summer storm could come on so soon. Though he knew the scientific answer, he still wondered why it had to come now. Ferb and their father were gone to the antique convention a few towns over while their mother was taking care of the shop. Candace was at her home with Jeremy and Amanda, so Phineas was at home all by himself. Which led to nothing fun and certainly not quickly.

Amidst the torrent of rain, Phineas faintly heard a pounding on the door, too strong for the wind and rain to create. He quickly pulled away from his bedroom window and rushed down the stairs to let this mystery person in. However, the person at the door was no mystery to the Flynn.

"Th-think I can c-come in?" Isabella stammered, soaked to the bone and out in the dark. She rubbed her exposed arms and her knees clattered together. She still had not gone shopping with the Fireside girls to buy clothes more suitable to Danville weather and Phineas wasted no time in bringing her in out of the cold.

"Sure, what were you doing outside?" Phineas asked as he led her to the kitchen. He grabbed a towel that was sitting on the counter, ready to be put away, and passed it over to Isabella. He was about to make them both sandwiches when he realized the power was out. So rather than that, he simply walked over and waited for Isabella to finish drying off.

"I w-was at home, b-but then the p-power cut out and I d-didn't want to be at h-home by myself…" Isabella explained, gratefully accepting the towel and drying out her hair. She was still soaked, but with her hair slightly more dry, she could feel more warmth coming from the room around her. She wrapped the towel around herself and smiled meekly at the red headed teen before her.

"So, whatcha doin?" the raven haired girl asked, hoping for some way to escape the dark and the cold that was encroaching upon her. Ever since her memories—both good and bad—had begun to come back to her, she had a difficult coping with the dark. Simply saying that phrase filled her with some warmth, making her glad she came.

"I was trying to figure out something to do, maybe something weather related. But the power's out and everyone's gone except for you and me, so…" Phineas would have continued, had what he just said not hit him. He and Isabella were alone. In a house with no power. In the middle of a storm. Together. Phineas shook his head. They had agreed to wait to date until they were sure the feelings they had were real, and not just by-products of adrenaline. Problem was that the feelings he had had not dissipated as he expected. Or was that a good thing…?

"So you couldn't make anything?" Isabella finished his original thought. Truth be told, she had been thinking along the same lines as her red-haired companion, but had thought he would be uncomfortable in the silence. She knew what she had felt was not adrenaline; she had those feelings since her childhood, and they had instantly come back upon seeing his face. She did not even have to know who she was to love him, that was how strong they were. Regardless, she did not want to cause him discomfort, so she decided to wait for him.

"Right," Phineas smiled awkwardly. He tried to find some way to occupy the two of them without involving—

Bang!

The thunder exploded right outside the house and caused the two teenagers to jump a little closer together. Phineas had instinctively placed an arm around his companion, while Isabella had reached for her crush's arm and held it. Rain continued to torment the poor house while its inhabitants stood still for a few moments. Then slowly, a grin cracked on the Flynn's face.

Then he began to chuckle. Soon, a lighthearted laugh filled the room. Isabella also began to giggle. The entire thing was so silly, being frightened of a little piece of thunder. The two laughed it up for a few moments, and then Isabella closed the remaining space between them to place her head on his chest and wrapped her arms around his torso. The sudden movement startled Phineas for a moment, but he soon adjusted, placed a tentive hand on the back of her head, held her with his other hand, and held her close. They stood there smiling for a moment.

The two had been like this for a couple of weeks now, even without them noticing. Everyone else had, though. They would somehow find time to be alone with each other, and when they were, they simply held each other, content in each other's presence. They would talk, laugh, share stories. They would be best friends again, only closer. He would place an arm around her; she would place her head on his shoulder. They would flirt without realizing it, and laugh about it two moments later. They were not truly smiling until in each other's presence. A few times, they would catch themselves leaning in to kiss, only to pull back with embarrassment. And then they would end up talking and regaining their comfort.

In short, it was obvious to anyone on the outside that the two had it bad, but to the two involved, it was cloudier than the sky outside. So they casually flirted with each other without making the first step. They seemed content that way, but anyone would know better. They both wanted to be with the other, yet were too scared to move forward and say those three words.

"Thanks for letting me in," Isabella said after a few beats of comfortable silence. Phineas smiled.

"Thanks for coming over. I was getting really bored," he answered, his previous thoughts of awkwardness forgotten. Isabella was there, and for now, that was enough. She was there, safe and sound. The storm raged outside, and she was still a bit soaked, thus getting him wet, but he did not mind in the slightest.

"You were bored?" Isabella laughed, backing up to see his face. However, the sudden shift of balance caused her to slip backwards. Phineas lurched forward to catch her, but the floor beneath him was wet as well, which almost made his attempt futile.

Almost.

At the last moment, Phineas managed to flip over so Isabella would land on top of him. It worked to cushion her fall, but the momentum still had control.

And crashed her lips onto his.

Instantly, a warmth erupted through both of them. It was not just because of an accidental kiss, but an accidental kiss with the one they loved. It was one moment that seemed to spread into eternity, yet only lasted a fraction of a second.

Almost as soon as it happened, Isabella pulled away. It was not that she did not like the kiss, no, she loved it. If things happened her way, she would have stayed there for a while, but Phineas' own reservations came to her mind and caused her to move away. She sat up straight and opened her mouth to speak, to apologize, but no words came out. She moved to the nearest wall, ducked her head down, and contemplated on what to say to him.

During this, Phineas was still on the ground, not entirely sure what had happened. He knew he had fallen, had had the most amazing feeling, then Isabella had pulled away quickly. He then knew his feelings for Isabella would not go away. They were real. He loved her and he knew that now. He sat up slowly and looked at the speechless girl.

Usually, the two were not this speechless, especially with each other, but this was a rare exception. And generally, they would dub Ferb as the "man of action". But this was not usually. And this was not generally. This was special. A special moment for the both of them.

Phineas scooted to Isabella's side and gently lifted her face to eye level. He searched her eyes for the tiniest hints of regret. He saw fear, embarrassment, but not regret. Rather, he saw love and anticipation shine through those eyes. With a slight smile and more than a touch of nervousness, Phineas slid his hand to the side of her face and pulled her in close.

Isabella melted into the second kiss, relieved that it was Phineas kissing her, and excited that she was kissing Phineas. It lasted longer than the first and filled both of them with a happiness and wonder that would not be adequately transcribed to words.

When they pulled apart, they looked at each other with a smile. Phineas cocked his head to the side.

"So… um…. Isabella, are you… well… do you want to…" Phineas floundered with his words for a moment, but she waited patiently. The fact that he had kissed her alone was enough to send her head spinning. She wanted to know what he would say next.

"Do you want to go out with me Saturday?" Phineas finally asked. He was as sure as he could be that she loved him back. It was not very sure, and he felt himself becoming scared at the ever-so-slight possibility that she would say no. However, he need not have worried.

"On a date?" Isabella affirmed. She felt herself becoming more and more excited and a grin was forming itself on her face. Not one of those mega-creepy grins that you see exercise dance show hosts wear, but a genuine "I'm madly in love" grin. It grew when Phineas timidly nodded yes, nerves having taken his words.

"Yeah, Saturday's awesome," Isabella agreed, burrowing her head on Phineas' shoulder in pure bliss. Phineas leaned his head against her own.

"Thank you," Phineas whispered softly. They had efficiently lapsed into their own little world, where the only thing that really mattered was that they were together and happy. They sat there together for what seemed like moments, but in truth could have been hours.

"Phineas?" Isabella asked after a while. She was answered by the steady rhythm of his breathing. She could hear a heartbeat from her place on his shoulder. She knew that he had fallen asleep, but did not really mind. She weaved her hand through his and was pleased when his hand wrapped itself naturally around her own.

"I love you," she whispered as she became comfortable and settled down. She truly did not mind sleeping on the kitchen floor, propped up against a wall. She did not mind as long as she was with him. Before she was completely asleep, however, she heard five words that enchanted her dreams the rest of the night.

"Isabella, I love you, too."

Linda came home after a long day at the shop. She had needed to stay there with Vivian and Daniel during the storm. Vivian was still getting used to having Daniel in her life, and Daniel was still terrified that the love of his life hated his guts, especially after the heck he had put her through for the past six or seven years.

During the storm, the two had hashed things out with Linda sitting on the sidelines. From the way things were handled that day, she would have to guess that the two would make up and probably end back up together again. Yet, only time would tell.

Linda quickly jammed her keys in the door and twisted the lock open. She quickly locked the door behind her and made her way into the kitchen for a midnight snack.

What she found was Phineas and Isabella asleep on the floor, with their backs propped up against the oven. Isabella's hair had obviously dripped all over the kitchen and Linda could tell what had happened just from the water marks. Silently laughing at the way things turned out, Linda cleaned up the water on the floor and found a camera.

She snapped a few pictures of the two together and sent them to Vivian before the woman could worry. Then, she found a blanket and covered the two with it. She smiled at the two teenagers, who had huddled together under the blanket. Despite their age, a couple of times, she had caught herself thinking of them as the two best friends they had been all those years ago.

However, everyone knew those two were falling for each other fast.