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Chapter three

Candace sat in her room with the door locked, refusing to speak to most people. She was pale, and it took everything in her power to not cry. She was in so much pain. She couldn't go to the hospital, because after Doofenshmirtz's takeover, it was as if she were an outlaw. The doctors seemed to afraid to do anything besides giving her a few rolls of bandages and asking her to leave. She wasn't really allowed anywhere outside her own house, and even if she were, she wouldn't move. It hurt too much.

The only people who even came in her room were Phineas and Ferb. Stacy came once, but she only said she had something to show Candace when she was feeling better and to call her when she was, and left. Phineas and Ferb came in all the time and took care of her. They changed her bandages when they needed to be changed, gave her food and water, and just sat there and talked to her about anything.

"Mom feels awful about all of this, Candace." Phineas murmured one day out of nowhere. He had a small frown on his face and was staring off into space.

"Who cares?" she spat back, instantly feeling bad. She didn't mean to snap at him, but she really didn't care about her parents anymore in general. They never listened to her. She was just sick of them right now.

"I do. It's my fault you're like this. I was the one who screamed at him. It's my fault…" Phineas trailed off, tears forming.

"No it's not Phineas. I'd rather be in this situation. I told you. I'll always be here to protect you. That's my job, and I love it, because I love you." She murmured, pulling him into a hug. He hugged her back, sniffling. After she let go of him, he walked out of her room without another word. She closed her eyes, sighing. He had said that sentence at least once every time they talked. It made her feel even worse. She hated seeing him beat himself up over anything.

"You know, he blames himself for this whole situation in the first place. He loves you, and hates seeing you sad and in pain. And he really wants you to forgive mom…" Ferb muttered in the doorway. She jumped, not noticing he had come in.

"Do you think he'll forgive himself anytime soon?" she asked quietly.

"Honestly, I'm not sure if he'd ever be able to forgive himself after all he's seen. You should've seen him when you fell and passed out that day. Or when you're not around him. Mother is freaking out too. She hates all of this. You're in pain, Phineas is depressed, and I never really say anything-"

"Although you never really say much in the first place." Candace cut in.

"And it's just all getting to her. Our family's falling apart." Ferb finished. After a minute of silence, Candace thought of something.

"Do you think he'd ever forgive me if I did something to make him forget?" She asked.

"He'd have to, because he wouldn't remember."

"Would you forgive me?" she asked.

"As long as he's happy." Ferb said, leaving the room and closing the door.