Y/N's POV

Night comes upon us once more as I cuddle into my blanket. Still, a dreamless night just as the deal I made with Bill said would happen so long ago. I almost miss not seeing anything at night in my sleep but at the same time I've gotten use to it. I start to feel a chill run down my spine, someone's watching me?

I open my eyes to see Banford but instead of glowing gold eyes, they are crimson red. I feel a lump in my throat as I try to swallow my nervousness. Why is he upset? No, that's an understatement. He seems furious. Was it something I did?

"Of course it is!" He shouts at me while fear takes over me.

"I-I don't understand. What did I do?"

"A snowball fight? Really?! You put Sixer and Glasses a day behind schedule and I don't care if it'll work or not; you changed the past by making them behind."

I blink a few times, "I don't think putting them behind one day is going to make a huge difference."

His eyes narrowed at me as he started to stalk closer to me, "Oh really? Since when did you know everything? Please, do tell. How do you know nothing will change with Stanford? What if Fiddleford becomes the one that gets stuck in the portal?"

"D-Don't you think you're over exaggerating? It's just one day behind, can't you just make it up over night?" I'm starting to get surprised by his sudden outburst; I always knew that it was simple to aggravate Bill and mess with his temper but this is...different.

"Over exaggerating? Well you know what?! I don't need to help a brat like you who seems to come into people's lives and mess them up! If it weren't for you, I would never have experienced dumb human emotions. If it weren't for you, Ford would've been able to have stopped Kaden from messing with your pathetic planet. You're just a mess up!"

Bill had never said that to me, he had never thought of me as a mess up. Even when my dad slapped me and I considered myself a freak, he kept telling me that nothing was wrong with me.

...was he lying?

I can't help but consider that maybe Banford is right. Maybe I am the reason that everything is going south. Bill was never meant to feel, he is a demon after all. Without me in the way, Ford could've planned for both Kaden's and Markus' arrival. I stumble out of the chair and run pass Banford where I am once again welcomed by the cold in the dark night. I run through the piles of snow through the woods as I try to get away. Maybe if I just disappeared, no one would have to worry about me ruining their lives.

I run until my body starts to freeze from the cold. I'm a total idiot running into the snow like that but I can't stay with him especially when he is outraged like he was. He could hurt me just like my dad did when he got furious with me for just mentioning the wheel again.

My body collapses as I can literally no longer feel my legs. I curl up in a ball as I exhale while my face is placed upon the white surface. Disappearing sounds good. I thought about it when my dad slapped me and still Bill had come to bring me somewhere safe, he didn't want me to go. Was that the first time he showed me that he cared or had he still been recovering from when he was sick and acting so strange? Now, no one is here to stop me. No, I'm not think about killing myself; just disappearing so no one can come find me and I don't have to hurt anyone else's future.

If only I could get up from this snow though. It seems my body wants to shut down. I close my eyes tight as a strong wind blows on my face.

"I'm sorry..." I whisper. I'm sorry that I messed Bill's future up. That I had to get in the way and give him emotions. I never intended on doing that; in fact, I hated him at first. He's the one who came into my life when I was five.

"I'm sorry..." I whisper once again. I'm sorry that I ruined Ford's plan to stop Kaden. That I just had to have tripped on that branch and scream out for help. I didn't mean to do that; I was being chased and I just had to have bad luck and twist my ankle. If it wasn't for Markus chasing me that night or giving me the nightmares in the first place, we would've never crossed paths.

"I'm sorry..." Is any of this really my fault? Am I the one to blame for all of this? I was a pawn being used without knowing. I was a sacrifice for a demon without even remembering. I didn't enter their lives, they entered mine. I'm not the one who asked for any of this!

"Y/n!"

Someone's shouting my name. Ford? Bill? Come on, open your eyes. I can't open them! Open your mouth, say something! "I'm sorry..." Am I dead? Why can't I say anything else?

"Y/n? Y/n, say something for crying out loud!" they shout once more.

"I'm sorry..."

"Shut up, you have nothing to say sorry about. You're freezing; you need to warm yourself up."

How exactly am I suppose to do that? I'm a human icicle at the moment! Oh gosh, am I dying?!

"Y/n, you have my powers from the future in your necklace. You can control those powers at the moment. All you have to do is make a flame and warm yourself up."

I-I've never used magic before and he expects me to control fire?

"Yes, if you want to survive that is." Mind reader, has to be Banford. I close my eyes tighter, I'm scared I'm going to mess up or something and then put the entire forest in flames. "You're not gonna mess up," he begins to whisper in my ear as I now notice that he is holding me in his arms as we continue to sit on the ground, "I was wrong to say you're a mess up and...I'm sorry. Please, Y/n, I can't let you die. I need you to do this. If you won't for me, do it for your Bill, your family."

My Bill. My family. I miss them. I miss waking up and seeing Mabel already running around the house. I miss seeing Dipper already having his head stuck in a book for the morning. I even miss Stan's cooking...even when I'd find a piece of his hair in the pancake. I miss Wendy coming over to the gift shop with Soos and us spending the whole day talking.

Bill...I miss him so much. I miss him coming in when I'm not looking and hugging me from behind. I miss sitting on the living room floor with him and my back against his chest as he would play with my hair. I miss being in his warm embrace with his soft lips touching mine gently. The warmth I felt with him and my heart pounding whenever he smiled at me cannot be denied.

That's when something bright appears. I open my eyes slowly until I'm able to see a blue flame in my hands. It doesn't burn, it's...soothing. It's warm, comforting, inviting. I can control Bill's magic! I can warm myself up and I don't have to die anytime soon. I feel like I'm being lifted but I never look up as I am mesmerized by the flame. "Don't stop." he whispers gently to me.

We arrive back at the shack when I am finally able to feel my whole body once again. I'm placed back onto my feet as I turn around to see Banford with his golden eyes filled with regret.

"Y/n...I'm sorry. I don't...I don't know why I became mad like that...I'm not your Bill, I haven't learned to experience emotions yet and all I know how to do is trickery and get angry. I can't help but get angry and I let myself go out of control over stupid things. I just...need you to be patient with me."

I blink a few times, I'm surprised that Banford actually apologized to me. Maybe a little more startled than surprised. The dream demon who hasn't experienced feelings yet is trying his hardest to apologize to me. "This isn't the first I've seen you out of control, believe me. I know your temper level and I've been wiling to be patient for as long as I need to be for you."

He smiles at me while going to sit on the living room floor. I follow him and copy him to sit right beside him. He looks down at me while furrowing his eyebrows, "Tell me how we met."

I cock my head to the side, "Wouldn't that mess up the future?"

He shook his head, "No because if needed I can make everything happen just as you explain it had for you."

"Bill, I don't think I should."

At first, he looked defeated. That's when a devious smirk was placed on his lips. My eyes widen in fear, "Well, until you tell me how we met I won't fix your time machine."

My jaw drops, "You can't! That's so not fair."

"Sorry, kid, but that's my deal. Tell me how we met and I'll continue working on it."

I huffed in annoyance as he smiled victoriously. He wrapped his arm around me while letting my head rest on his shoulder as he started stroking my hair. I wanted to close my eyes and fall asleep right there but then he wouldn't be working on the time machine.

"You know, you could always read my mind." I mutter hearing him chuckle.

"Where's the fun in that? You better get started though, I only have the night to talk with you."

"I'm tired! Plus, I almost died thanks to you."

"I wasn't the one who told you to run out of the shack now was I? Now, start storytelling."

I sigh in exhaustion, staring at the blue flame that I made appear in my hand once again. Still pretty surprising that I'm able to use Bill's powers. Is that why he gave them to me? Did he know I could use them? "Well, it started when I went to Greasy's Diner to eat a waffle for lunch. That's when you came to me in your human form and gave me a waffle before I ordered. Ha, I basically found you as some creep."

I continued to tell my story to him as he seemed very interested. I don't remember ever finishing, however, but I woke up later in the yellow chair as I considered it all a dream. Maybe I never ran off, never made fire appear in my hands, and I never told Banford how Bill and I met. Just a strange dream...wait, I can't have dreams. I rub my eyes with my hands only to see writing on it.

'Hey, Y/n. You fell asleep so I figured you could just finish the story tomorrow night. Until you finish, however, I will not resume fixing the time machine. Your welcome!

Oh, check what I did to your other hand!'

I looked at my other hand warily until I saw what he did and started bursting out laughing. 'Look! A turkey!' Bill wrote under a drawing of a turkey out of my fingers. Sounds like something he would do. Even though Bill has his moments when he loses his temper and goes demon on me, I still love him so much except here in the past he doesn't feel the same for me...yet.