The following morning I was not woken up by the birds or a gnome gnawing on my pillow, instead I was woken up as Mabel charged up the stairs and burst into my room. I fell out of bed realizing what happened, I looked up to the space next to where I slept, expecting to see Bill lying there. It was empty. I look up at Mabel who's practically bouncing now. I silently prayed she did not make 'Mabel juice' I have not been able to touch the stuff ever since I blacked out while drinking the stuff, then woke up the next day on my college campus in a bikini for some reason.

"Hey Dipper guess what !?" She was completely giddy, I found it amazing that after everything that happened she could still be enthusiastic. Although, I was really thankful for that, since her upbeat attitude helped pull me out of a few a few bad slumps after wierdmageddon.

" What?" I stretched yawning, I tried to keep from looking around the room. I tried to look natural despite my growing panic. I had no idea where Bill was hiding.

"It's fishing day! Grunkle Ford and Grunkle Stan got their boat to the lake for today.That's not all I managed to Wendy, Zues, Candy and Grenda to eat along too!" Mabel grins dancing as she slams Grunkle Stan's home made fishing hat on my head. I gently take the hat of my head, running my fingers along the crude stitching. It's just how I remember it, I had no idea how it survived. I could still recall our day on the lake it was one of the best days of our summer, we could not stop smiling even when we went back to the Mystery Shack. I remember Grunkle Stan smiling at me, he hardly did that anymore. Immediately my stomach sank a cold feeling washed over me, my stomach started to hurt and I began to lose feeling in my hands.

"That's really cool Mabel, but I do not think I'm up for fishing today" Mabel frown hat back, Mabel frowns at me. I stare at the floor the sinking feeling continues, my head was swimming.

"What's wrong? I thought you wanted to spend time with Stan and Ford, you told me before we came here that you wanted to patch things up with them" Mabel stares at me and I just stare at the floor.

"I know what I said, it's just complicated. I want to patch things up it's just that .." I felt Mabel wrap me in a tight hug. Within seconds I felt better, I hug her back. We automatically pat each other and laugh, the pain began to diminish and the heavy feeling was lifting.

"Ok bro, if you need some time to think, then do it. I'll just say you were too tired, but I'm sure Wendy and the others will be upset that you could not make it" I chuckle a bit, which seemed to make Mabel smile wider.

"Well, I'll just have to make it up to you." Mabel lets go and gives me a soft nod and walks out closing the door behind her. I go to my bed and flop down onto it, facing the ceiling. I close my eyes, for a moment but then I open them again. Bill was sitting on my bed his face inches from mine, naturally I was surprised and jolted up, nearly smashing our heads together. Luckily, Bill was fast enough to pull his face away. Bill begins to laugh trying to stifle it with his hand

"Did you miss me?" Bill said through his laughter, I glared at him, but I was feeling to drained to deal with his shenanigans, so I just got up and walked over to my dresser, dead quiet. I could almost hear the question mark appearing over his head. I could hear him get up and walk over to me.

"Hey, are you ok?" I tried to touch me, I knocked his hand away.

"I'm fine" I saw curtly. I grab some clothes, Bill steps out my way as I head to the bathroom to change. I go into the bathroom and change my clothes, I look in the cabinet under the sink and record my daily assortment of medication. I grabbed the glass that was kept by the sink and filled it with tap water and swallowed my pills in one go. I grab a towel and throw it over the bathroom mirror, I then take off my pajamas and put on a dark red shirt, a black jacket and pair of brown cargo pants. I take the towel of the mirror and fold it up, before turning back to the mirror to fix my hair. I have my sneakers give myself to eleven over in the mirror.

I leave the bathroom and go to my room fetch my journal, I walk in to see Bill has disappeared again. Feeling guilty I grab my journal and decide to go look for him, I knew I'd been unreasonable and that I should apologize. As I got downstairs I ran into Ford holding a bunch of monster hunting equipment, I seem rather surprised to see me.

"Dipper? Mabel said you were not feeling well, so I thought you'd be resting" He said concerned.

"Yeah, well I thought I should get some fresh air" I say gently shifting my weight from one foot to another. Ford seemed a bit skeptical, but just nodded. After a moment of silence I began to walk away.

"Dipper?" Ford said, I stop just as I reach the door.

"Yeah?" I peer over my shoulder at my great uncle.

"I just wanted to apologize for yesterday, I didn't know that was going to happen. I'm sorry Dipper, for everything" There was a softness to Fords expression when he spoke a sliver of guilt in his eyes, I could tell what he was hinting at. I almost believed it too. I just nod and continue on quickly marching into the woods, sneaking past Mabel and Stan who were packing Ford's car. As soon as I could no longer see the Mystery Shack I began my search for Bill.

After all this time I still knew this forest pretty well, I had made small landmarks that acted as a guide for me. I never felt uneasy in these woods not even at night. In different woods you'd have to worry about, wolves or birds of prey. In Gravity Falls however, you're biggest worry be things like, ghosts, curses, shapeshifters and seven years ago an ancient intergalactic demon.

I paused at that thought, it's been a long time. Years since I'd first come to Gravity Falls, since I'd discovered the journal and since Wierdmageddon. All that time and Gravity Falls itself hardly changed, all except it's people. Well not all of them, some people it almost seemed like the apocalypse never happened. It was actually nice to see, they were still so cheerful and honestly reminds me of when I first met them. People like, Lazy Suzan, Mcgucket, and the like are still wonderfully weird. 

The further into the forest I went the quieter it became, no deer or gnomes or birds. It was silent all except for my shoes crunching the newly fallen twigs and leaves. The trees seemed to converge and the world drained of colour around me. I see a bright yellow light from in between the trees, I knew it was Bill. I was relived that I found him, I walked towards the spot where the only colour was coming from. I get to a clearing where Bill was floating in front of a Dimensional rift , clearly annoyed. I could see Zandar and Eightball on the other side of the small rift, they seemed confused. I step into the clearing and Bill turns around and sees me, he turns back to the portal sighing.

"Look I'll get back to you guys, I need to do something" Bill closes the portal before turning to me, rubbing his temples with agitation. The colour of the woods faded back and time started up as birds began to sing again. 

"Is something wrong?" I asked, Bill smiles at me a little too widely as he shook his head.

"It's nothing, just a bit of a riot in the second dimension. It'll blow over, but for now we need to talk" I sat down and patted the floor next to me. Bill hovers with his legs crossed beside me, the tense atmosphere was starting to get thick. I clear my throat which now felt like sandpaper.

"I'm sorry about what happened today, I didn't mean to be so rude I..." I stare at my own feet unable to look him in the eyes. There was no excuse for my behavior this morning and I knew it. I felt Bills hand gently rub my back, although it was a sweet gesture it didn't stop me from feeling guilty. 

"It's alright don't feel bad about it, I should apologize as well I didn't mean to upset you with my pranks. I didn't realize how it effected you" I stared into his eyes.

"No I should've told you this sooner...I've had PTSD  ever since Weirdmagedon, anxiety and insomnia followed after. I've been seeing a therapist, I take multiple pills and I'm trying to get better. I thought having you back would cure me, but it's only made it worse. I..I don't want to lose you again Bill, I'm more scared than ever....I....I want to believe that it's going to be fine, but I'm always thinking about the worst and it scares me" At this point tears are running down my face. Bill pulls me close to him, an instantly a calming wave goes through me and I take a large deep breath.

"I'm scared too, I'm a demon that's lived thousands of years and even I can't predict the future. I'll promise you this though, that no matter what I'll be here. We can't forget the past, but maybe we can move on, and start again?" Bill asks resting his chin on my head. I sigh and lean back onto him.

"Yeah I'd like that"

(AN: Sorry for disappearing like this, but so much has happened and is happening but I'm glad that I'm back to writing since I've found this to be very therapeutic for me. Anyway thanks for reading and I'm sorry it's so short)