Y/N's POV

Waking up I was confused as to why I was on the floor. Everything that happened last night seemed to come back to me like a brick to the head and I bit my bottom lip, unsure of what I should do now. The obvious answer would be to not trust this demon and avoid the garden at all costs...but...should I listen to the obvious choice? Do I really not want to know of Bill's past and secrets?

My stomach growled indicating that I was hungry. I'd grab some candy that I had gotten last night but I had left that upstairs. I went to reach for my phone and stopped, maybe I could go check the kitchen clock to see what time it was. It's possible I could go without being seen by anyone. Taking a deep breath I stood up and walked towards the door, releasing the spell on it.

Walking down the hallway I didn't hear any voices. I continued onwards to find the living room empty as well. I sighed, was freedom really worth the cost of this? I had been so callow, so immature and childish. I shouldn't have acted that way to start with for it was all only for my protection.

Entering the kitchen I froze upon seeing Markus eating out of Katie's bag of candy. I decided to back up, maybe I can leave without him ever knowing I entered. By my luck, I backed up into a wall and winced, his head turning to look over at me.

"Oh, hey Y/n...How are you feeling?" he asked putting the candy down. I sighed knowing he's seen me and I can't exactly leave now. "I'm fine, would've liked to sleep a bit longer."

He looked over at the clock and I followed his action to see that it was- 1 in the afternoon?! I guess it makes sense since I didn't fall asleep until after 4 o'clock in the morning thanks to a phone call. Markus looked back over at me and began to walk closer. He basically towered over me when he stood inches away as he placed his hand on my burn and I winced. He didn't say anything, he seemed to just be examining my wound.

With that Markus left the kitchen as I stood there confused. I remember what I came here for and that was to get food. I finally move from my place on the wall and grab a granola bar as I didn't feel like eating anything more than that. The place seemed too quiet as curiosity strikes me to wonder where everyone was.

About a couple minutes later Markus returns with a bag in his hand. "Sit." he ordered as he pointed to the island in the middle of the kitchen. Taking my last bite, I do what he says hesitantly. He takes out a bottle of ibuprofen and hands it to me as he goes to get a glass of water. Coming back he hands me the glass and says, "Take one of those, it should help with the pain for a few hours." I didn't need him to explain, I knew what ibuprofen did but I was surprised that he was doing this for me in the first place.

Next he took out some lidocaine with aloe vera gel which began to make me more surprised. "I'm just going to apply this to the burn so it can soothe the skin if that's alright?" I nodded my head as he began the process. "You're lucky Neal was able to heal most of the burn immediately after you had been hit or this could've been worse. Katelyn and Mabel had explained the story to me earlier." I remember Neal hovering his hand over my chest as I had attempted to heal it myself...I guess I have him to thank for not letting it become worse. I don't think I want to imagine worse I could possibly be than this.

"Why are you doing this?" I finally asked.

Markus looked up and sighed silently to himself. "Eventually Ford was going to take a look at it himself to treat it for you but seeing as he's out at the moment and I'm here already I might as well get it over with." I nodded as he finally took out some antibiotic cream and some loose gauze to protect the infected skin.

"How do you know how to do this?" I ask yet another question as he finishes up applying the cream. "My little sister...she usually got herself hurt and I was always the one to treat it for her seeing as no one else would." He stayed quiet as he finished up and began putting everything away. I recall that Markus Locke had only worked for Kaden because of his little sister and he lost his powers in an attempt to find her.

Before he was able to leave the room I grabbed his hand, "Thanks...you didn't have to treat my burn so-" Markus interrupted me mid-sentence, "It's fine, sweetheart, I had nothing better to do. Besides, I got a lot of making up to do for the ten years that I made a living nightmare for you."

He tried to move but I didn't let go just yet. He looks up at me confused of why I wasn't letting him go and I was about to answer that for him. "What was her name and why did you have to 'find' her?"

The raven haired demon stayed silent as he looked down at the floor. He took a deep breath in and let it out slowly; maybe I shouldn't have asked, it might be a hard topic to talk about with him. "Keays...Kiara Keays. She wasn't my real sister by blood but we found each other one day; she was sick and all other demons just saw her as a defect that needed to be put down. I decided to take her in and try to help her get better...I made a mistake one day and she hated me for it, she ran away and I never knew where she went. Kaden knew everyone and everything that was going on so I thought I could get some answers from him."

"Did you work for Kaden before or after she ran off?" I asked, pushing onto the subject. He shook his head and not dared to make eye contact with me. "Working for Kaden was my mistake and the reason I no longer have her in my life."

I stared in disbelief as he closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists. I've never seen him look so broken, so guilty for what he had done in the past. This was his past, his secret in which he had kept and he looks as though he may breakdown for speaking about it. He only stayed with Kaden in an attempt to find his sister and staying with Kaden meant he had to do what he said...which meant giving a 5 year old a nightmare that considered her a freak among everyone around her.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head into his shoulder as he tensed, confused and not sure what to do. "I'm so sorry...I shouldn't have brought it up." I mumbled into his jacket as I felt him chuckle lightly. "Sweetheart, you did nothing wrong. They were my mistakes in my past and eventually I knew you would question it, question why I did the things I did to an innocent little girl that did nothing to deserve it. Why I had ruined her life completely with the relationship between her and her friends and parents."

I felt one of his arms wrap around me as he picked me up to help me off the counter. "Would it help if I told you I forgave you?" I asked him as he gave a slight smile. "Only if you truly meant it." Markus grabbed the bag as he began to exit the kitchen but froze in the door frame. I looked at him questionably as he turned his head slightly to look at me.

"He didn't mean what he said...in fact he feels guilty for what he had said to you and believes you didn't want to see him afterwards. He's in the woods, I think you know where, if you did want to see him. I don't think I'm the only one who needs forgiveness."

I knew he was talking about Bill and I knew exactly where he went. I nodded to assure him I understood what he meant as he finally turned and left leaving me alone once more.

I sigh, I've been thinking that Bill would be upset with me running away not at himself for what he said. He said he was okay if I died...I knew it was in the heat of the moment and he most likely didn't mean it but right then I had to leave because I couldn't stand there with him any longer. Realization might have hit him soon after just as it did for me. We were both idiots, we were both being childish. I rub my wrist where the bracelet should've been but I forced it off.

It's settled, I gotta go talk to him. I'm bound to do it eventually anyways so might as well do it now. At least I can go out and find him now without being trapped within the walls of the Shack. I glance over at the bag of candy and shrug, I'll just take a thing of Skittles and blame it on Markus.

Grabbing the packet I headed upstairs and went into the living room to grab my sweatshirt before heading out. Upon entering I found Dipper sitting in the yellow chair writing in his blue pine tree journal. He glanced over when he heard a creak in the floorboard and immediately sat up. "Hey, you're awake. How are you doing, you feeling okay? Look, I'm sorry about last night. I should've talked you out of it, never let you go-" I cut him off with a tight hug that surprised and shocked him. Nonetheless he wrapped his arms around my waist tightly and rested his head on my shoulder.

"I'm fine, Dip-Dop, I promise. I don't blame you for what happened, I shouldn't have pushed you as I did to get the bracelet off. I was the idiot in this problem and I'm planning to go talk to Bill." I explained looking down at him.

"You weren't the only idiot, I was still the one who chose to break the spell on the bracelet and let you break into the haunted store." I laughed as I pulled away from him as his chocolate brown eyes stared up at me from his sitting position. "If it makes you feel better to add the blame upon yourself then fine, we were both idiots. I can't exactly argue about this right now, I need to find Bill."

Dipper straightened his posture as he pointed at the window that showed the woods we lived beside. "Follow the trail of ashes, I'm expecting a forest fire to occur soon. Wouldn't be the first time the triangle created one."

I smiled and nodded before grabbing my sweatshirt and shoes and heading out the front door of the Shack. Dipper wasn't kidding about the trail of ashes, a few leaves caught on fire on the floor of the forest. Guess it won't be too hard finding him.

K.C.'s POV

"Was that (first initial)?" I asked the brunette nerd as I entered the living room while he continued to write in his journal that he keeps hidden from everyone. He looked up at me and nodded; he froze as his eyes widened when he saw the two hot chocolate mugs in my hands, both steaming hot with the smell filling the room.

"By any chance are one of those for me?" he asked sheepishly as I laughed. "No, I totally made two steaming hot chocolates for myself to enjoy right in front of you on this cold, Fall day."

Dipper laughed as I handed him the mug; the moment he tipped the mug back and it hit his tongue he quickly spit it out. "Ow, ow! Burning hot, tongue melting." he quickly said as he waved his hand in front of his mouth. I doubled over in laughter as I placed my mug on the side table next to the chair as to not spill it. You would think he'd already know it was burning with the steam coming off but apparently not.

As he continued to cool his mouth down, I got a glimpse of his journal to find a picture of the ghosts we encountered last night. Biting my lip, I looked over at the boy with the pine tree hat and asked, "So...are they the only ghosts in Gravity Falls or have you encountered...others?"

Recollecting himself, he looked up at me and said, "Well, no. There was this one time at the Northwest Manor where we encountered a Level 10 ghost by the name of Archibald Corduroy with a strong grudge against the Northwest family. We resolved it, however, thanks to Pacifica being kind for once in her life. I guess the living aren't the only ones who have a grudge on that family..."

"Are there...ghosts...that haunt outside of this town?"

Dipper stared at me confused as he shifted in his seat. "Is there something you want to tell me, Katie?" I picked the mug up once more, blowing the steam off and taking a sip while sitting beside him on the yellow chair. "Okay, so you see...I have these voices in my head. Actually there's only one particular voice and I haven't heard from it in a while but...I'm freaking you out right now, aren't I?"

Dipper stares at me and awkward silence fills the room. I stand up and laugh nervously. "Okay, well- uh...nice chat then, I'm just gonna exit myself out of this conversation-" Dipper stands up quickly and grabs my wrist. "N-No, it's fine! I don't think it's weird...believe me, I've heard stranger things than that. Can you describe this voice?"

I smile at him slightly, happy that I didn't scare him away from me completely. I think that was my number one fear when I told Y/n but we kind of both knew what it was like to be the freaks and understood one another.

"Okay, well I can't exactly tell what gender it is because the voice is always like an echo when it speaks to me. First day of high school was when the voice stopped talking to me, it was almost as though it was asking for help when it had spoke to me but it was never specific of what kind of help it needed. I assumed I was being haunted by a ghost and when Wendy had talked about the ghosts at Dusk2Dawn...I thought my theory couldn't be that far off."

Dipper sat back down on the chair as I joined him, he seemed to be lost in thought as he processed all the information I dropped on him. I bit my lip as my grip on the mug tightened. "You don't have to help me, I just thought you out of all people might know more about the supernatural beings that existed."

He took a sip of the hot chocolate and smiled at me as I found my face heat up slightly. Oh wait, that's just the steam off my drink hitting my face; for a second I thought I might've been blushing. That would've been embarrassing. "No, I want to help you out. If this is bothering you, hearing a voice, then I'll figure out what's going on."

He lifted his mug as I followed his action, our drinks hitting each other's before chugging it down. "Thanks, Dipstick."