A/N: Stinkfly3 here. This is finally the last chapter of this fanfic. I just can't wait to work on Gothic Angel afterwards.

Phineas' eyes widened in surprise. His phone transported him all the way to Colorado. Seeing it as a sign, Phineas decided to take the opportunity to get Vanessa to come back to Danville.

"But where is she?" the 11-year-old boy thought.

Fortunately, he noticed a nearby cabin and a mailbox that read 'Wilson'.

Meanwhile, Vanessa was getting her home ready for Christmas with her mom. A CD filled with holiday songs was playing from a boombox as the two Wilsons were decorating a small light purple plastic pine tree with handmade decorations. Two stockings were already hung on the mantle, one was light blue and labeled 'Charlene' and the other one was pink and labeled 'Vanessa'.

"Thanks for letting me come here," Vanessa told her mom. "I really need a break from Danville."

"Are you sure you had to break up with Phineas?" Charlene asked. "He seemed like a nice boy."

"I had to," Vanessa explained. "If I stayed in Danville any longer, it would ruin the surprise."

As if on cue, there was a loud knock on the door. "Vanessa, can we talk?" It was Phineas.

Vanessa froze in her spot. "Do you want me to let him in?" Charlene asked.

"No!" Vanessa begged. "It's not ready yet!" Then she ran to her room, worried about her surprise to Phineas.

Charlene opened the door and let Phineas come in. "Hi Mrs. Wilson," the 11-year-old boy said. "Is Vanessa home?"

"She just went to her room," Charlene replied. "Do you want me to go get her?"

"No thank you," Phineas said as he headed for Vanessa's room. "I'll take it from here."

Vanessa tried as fast as she could to finish her little surprise. But she wasn't expecting the door to creek open.

"Vanessa...can we talk?"

Vanessa turned around, only to see Phineas wearing his sleepwear, overcoat, and sneakers. "Phineas, this isn't a good time," the 10-year-old girl said as she hid something behind her back.

"Yes, yes it is," Phineas argued as he approached his ex-girlfriend. "A long-distance relationship shouldn't keep us apart. If you won't come back to Danville, I promise I'll keep in touch with you for the rest of my life. And-" He paused for a moment. "What's that your holding?"

"Nothing..." Vanessa lied.

"It looks like something," Phineas pointed out. "What is it?"

Vanessa took a few steps back. "Phineas, I think you should leave," she said. "This isn't a good time for you to visit."

But using his quick reflexes, Phineas grabbed what Vanessa was hiding from him. He gasped in surprise at what it was.

The object was a medium-sized rectangular frame with a small pink daisy on each corner. The picture in the frame was something Phineas recognized: the Flynn-Fletcher family portrait from last Christmas. The tree was in the center with the Flynns on the left side and the Fletchers on the right side. Linda and Lawrence were right next to the tree, Candace was standing next to Linda, and Phineas and Ferb were standing in front of their respective birth parent. All five Flynn-Fletchers were wearing Dooferalls, a sign Doofenshmirtz was the ruler of Danville at the time.

But there was a slight modifications to the picture. Vanessa was standing next to Phineas, his right arm draped over her shoulders and her left arm wrapped around his waist.

Phineas was speechless. "Vanessa..." he said in a quiet tone, tears of joy coming from his eyes.

"I didn't want you to find out," Vanessa admitted. "So I had no other choice but to work on the gift in Colorado. I had to break-up with you so you wouldn't get suspicious."

Phineas couldn't believe what he heard. His love dumped him just so she could work on her Christmas present for him.

"It's okay if you're hurt by my actions," Vanessa continued. "We can still be friends-"

But Phineas cut her off by giving her a tight hug. "Thank you..." he whispered. "You have no idea how much this gift means to me."

Vanessa hugged back, pleased by his reaction. "Hey Phineas," she said. "Would you like to spend the holidays with my family?"

"Only if you'll be my princess again," Phineas replied as he pulled back.

Vanessa responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss.

Soon, it was Christmas Day. Phineas got along well with the rest of the Wilsons. Vanessa's father wasn't there due to spending the holidays with the Garcia-Shapiros.

During the Wilsons yearly holiday Dirty Shame Game, the house phone rang. Then Phineas heard something he never thought he would hear.

"Aunt Charlene, you won't believe what just happened!" Isabella happily said over the phone. "Candace talked to the mayor this morning, and he declared The Resistance as Danville's official police department! We all still have our jobs!" That was when the message came to an end.

Phineas' jaw dropped in shock as Vanessa squealed in delight. "Phineas, this is a Christmas miracle!" she happily said. "We still have our jobs!"

All Phineas did was pull Vanessa in for another kiss, but she pulled back. "Not so fast," the 10-year-old girl said. "We still have a game to play."

"Right," Phineas said, then he cleared his throat as Charlene announced the next card, resuming the game.