(A/N) Hello there and welcome to my story! This is my first Gravity Falls story, and I'm really excited for it! The first couple chapters will just be back ground and stuff, then we'll get into the actual show. So, without further ado, here you go.

Everything is cold. It's everywhere. Cold darkness all around me. Flipping me till up and down no longer exist. Flooding my lungs. Pulling me further in.

Consuming me...

All I can see is murky blackness. All I feel is cold. The darkness crashes me into rocks, but the numbing cold doesn't allow me to feel it. And I can't breath.

Can'tbreathcan'tbreathCAN'TBREATH...

And then it doesn't matter anymore. Nothing does. The cold has reached my brain, numbing it as well. Now nothing matters as I sink into the dark. Noting matters as my life drains away.

Am I dying?

Yes, yes I am...

Does it matter?

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Suddenly it's no longer cold. In fact, it's quite warm. I can feel a soft warmth all around me. It's so different from the crushing cold from before. It's almost like... like a hug. A warm hug.

I feel, so different. Almost like my whole body has changed. I can't open my eyes. I can't hardly move. Somehow, that doesn't matter.

I like it here.

I don't want to leave...

I can hear voices. They're muffled and distorted, but they are definitely voices. For some reason, a couple of them feel familiar. I feel like I know them. They make me feel safe.

Should I know them?

Should I feel safe?

Suddenly, my safe haven begins to move. The walls around me begin to shrink, as if they're being crushed from all sides. It's pushing me.

Why is it pushing me?

I move with the push, fearing I may be crushed if I stay. It's hard to move. All I can do is wiggle like a worm. I'm starting to feel much less safe. Why can't I move right? Why can't I see?

What's happening?

Where am I?!

It feels like hours, though I really can't tell. It feels like I'm being pushed through a tunnel. There's a light at the end. The voices are getting louder. One voice stands out the most, but it isn't saying words. It's screaming. Why is it screaming? Why am I going out there? It sounds scary!

I don't want to leave!

IDON'TWANTTOLEAVE!

And then I do.

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Hello there! My name is Megan Pines. Yes yes, I know. Another story about Mabel and Dipper having an older sibling. It's not my fault this happened ya know!

You must be wondering how I even know this sorta stuff. Well, you see, I came from the same place you did. I was just a normal Gravity Falls fan. Okay, scratch that, I was just a Gravity Falls fan. I watched and re-watched it. I poured over the fan-art. I read the fanfictions. I loved it. Now I live it.

Of course, sometimes to get something really good, something really bad happens. I get to live my favorite show. I also had to die first. Yup, that's right. I died. But, because I'm a screw up who apparently can't even die properly, I didn't. Weird right? You read stories like that and they're cool and all, but you never really think it can actually happen. And then -BAM- You're a baby.

Oh, sorry. You're not here to see me ramble about life and death are you? Well, I guess I better just leave you to the story then huh? I hope you enjoy my suffering. (Okay not all of it is suffering, but whatever.)

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I wake up in a bed. A bed with bars? Tall bars surround me, closing me in. Where am I? And then it all comes rushing back.

"I'll do it!"

"Is that safe?"

"Sure it is! It's totally frozen! See?"

-CRACK-

"Amy wait- AMY!"

I scream. I scream and I cry because it's just not fair! I was too young to die! I had my whole life ahead of me! Now I'm lost and confused. I'm small and helpless. I'm trapped in a cage. I'm-

Being picked up.

A woman has her arms wrapped around me. She rocks me gently back and forth and mumbles things I can't quiet comprehend for some reason. How can she hold me like that? Is she a giant?

And then I finally put the pieces together. The warm, crushing tunnel. The strange experience afterward. The cage bed. The sudden inability to function properly.

I'm a baby!? Holy crap I'm a baby.

And speaking of crap, I've crapped in my diaper. Great.

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Weeks pass, and I slowly begin to regain some form of motor skills. I can only really wave my arms and legs around and rock side to side a little, but at least it's something right?

My vision and hearing have greatly improved at least. Everything had been kind of blurry and muffled at first, but now I'm able to observe my surroundings. And that's just what I do.

I've discovered that my name is Megan Pines. My new mother's name is Catherine, and my new father's name is Alex. For some reason that name, Pines, feels familiar, but my memories are pretty fuzzy.

It seems my new parents are still teenagers. Heck, they're younger then me! Well, younger then me mentally at least. Of course, I was just days shy of twenty two when I died, so it's not too hard to see happening.

That's another thing. My memory. I can hardly remember anything. Stuff is coming to me in bits and pieces. I remember my age. Twenty two. I remember my old name. Amelia Green. I remember basic skills and other random junk. Thing is, that's just about it.

It scares me. I don't want to lose who I was. That was my life! Everything that makes me, me! If I lose that, what am I? Well, a baby I guess. I mean, my old life is over right? I'm starting over again. Maybe I should just accept it and move on.

NAH!

I don't want to forget. Not yet at least.

My name is Amy Green. I'm Twenty Two. I am not Megan Pines.

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A year. It's already been a whole year. Sometimes I still feel like this isn't real. Like this is some crazy dream that I'll wake up from any second. But it isn't, and I don't. I'm still in the body of baby Megan Pines.

It's not all that bad though. I like my parents. Catherine is so silly. She makes me crack up all the time with the funny faces she makes and silly things she says. I especially love it when we play together.

She brings out paper and crayons and I get to show off my advanced art skills. Well, for a one year old at least. I'm still having trouble with these darn baby arms. Same with blocks. She ooos and ahhhs and makes me feel like a super star.

Maybe it's just my baby mind making me all mushy, but I just can't help but love her. She's so beautiful too! With her pretty, chocolate brown hair and brilliant, golden brown eyes. I've seen myself in a mirror and am proud to say that I look just like her. Though for some reason, my eyes seem to glow a bit brighter a gold then it seems they should. That's weird.

Then there's my dad, Alex. He also has brown hair and brown eyes, though his eyes are a deeper brown. He likes to play with me too. I love it when he throws me up in the air and catches me. I always liked thrilling stuff. Like roller coasters! I can't wait till I'm tall enough for those. I bet he'll like them too! Maybe he'll take me someday?

My days are simple. Alex goes to work, Catherine stays home and takes care of the house and me. I play with my toys and Catherine when she's not busy. She does work a couple days a week though. On those days my Grandpa Sherman stays and watches me.

Ah yes, Grandpa Shermy. He's not too bad. A little strict, but not too bad. His hair is gray, but I'm willing to bet it was once brown. It seems to be a Pines thing. Brown hair and brown eyes. He also wears glasses and has a bit of a big nose. I like to grab it when he holds me just cuz he makes funny noises when I do it.

I just can't help this weird nagging feeling I get when I hear his name though.

So, yeah, life is good. Being a baby sucks sometimes, but it can be fun. Honestly, I'm lucky to still be alive. Or should I say, alive again? Oh whatever.

I'm still doing my best to hold onto what I can still remember of my old life. Which isn't much. I have weird dreams every night. I see things I can't really make much sense of. Sometimes it's just odd things like little men in pointy hats and golf ball people. Sometimes it's confusing things like kids running through a forest, or a book with a six fingered hand on the front marked with a three.

Then there are the nightmares. I see a dinosaur creature that looks like the Lock Ness monster bearing down on me. I see a ghost with an ax sticking out of his head and blue fire for hair. I see trees with eyes . A head that's always screaming. A man falling through a frightening blue portal. A triangle with one eye.

When Gravity Falls And Earth Becomes Sky,

Fear The Beast With Just One Eye.

Those dreams always wake me up screaming. I don't understand them. I've never seen things like that, have I? I can't remember. Don't forget.

I'm Amy Green. I'm Twenty Three. I am not Megan Pines. Right?

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"Grandpa Shermy, where we goin'?"

"To the hospital dear. We're going to meet your new siblings."

It was just almost two weeks since my second birthday. I was sitting in a car seat in the back of Grandpa Sherman's car, kicking my legs back and forth. From what I could remember about my past, I had had siblings. Thing was, I was the youngest. I was used to being the baby of the family, and now I'm going to be a big sister! And there's two of them!

And there's that odd, nagging feeling again. I've always felt it around Grandpa Sherman, but it got even worse when I heard Catherine was pregnant. Especially when they declared it to be twins. I don't know why, but I have this odd feeling that my mind is trying to tell me something. Something very important.

We pulled into the hospital and Grandpa Shermy helped me out of the car. He held my hand as we walked through the parking lot. We entered the hospital and Shermy walked up to the desk where a nurse told us where to go.

As we walked through the halls, Grandpa Sherman looked down at me.

"Megan, are you excited to be a big sister?" He asked me with a twinkle in his eye. I beamed up at him.

"Yep! I'm gonna be the best big sister ever!" I exclaimed loudly. A couple passersby giggled at my two year old cuteness. Sherman smiled. For some reason though, his smile looked a bit sad.

"Ya know, I had younger siblings too. I always thought I would be the best big brother..." He trailed off as his smile started to slip. I tugged on his hand and gave him my best pout.

"You never told me you had siblings." I said. We were almost there when he looked back down at me and smiled at my pouty look.

"Yes I do. Actually, one of them is already here. He's your Great Uncle Stan. I'm sure he'll love you to pieces."

I froze. My eyes snapped shut. Suddenly, on the backs of my eyelids, I saw in image of an old man dressed in a suit and a fez with a wide smile on his wrinkled face. Then I opened my eyes and it was like that image had jumped out of my mind and into the real world.

There he was, holding two small bundles in each arm, smiling so wide it looked like his face was gonna snap in half. He walked up to me, bent down on one knee, and looked right at me.

"So, you must be little Meg huh? I'm your Great Uncle Stan! Nice to meet ya kid." He said to me, never dropping his smile. From how happy he looked, it was as if he hadn't been in a long time. He gestured with his head down toward the bundles he was holding.

"And here are your new little grem- **cough** I mean siblings." He lifted up the one on his right.

"This pink one here is Mabel. Little slugger punched the doctor right in the face. Ha! She's gonna be a handful." Next he lifted up the one on his left.

"And the blue one is Mason. And I mean blue literally. That's how he came out. He'll be fine."

Then he pushed the infant closer to me. "And check out his forehead. That's the big dipper there! Right on his head! You might not know what that is yet, but just know it's cool."

The whole time he was speaking, I was still as a statue. Images were flashing in my mind. Scenes playing before me as if they were a television show. Thing is, they were. Finally everything clicked into place. The last name. Grandpa Sherman. The twins. Great Uncle Stan.

I hadn't just been reborn, I had been reborn into Gravity Falls.

My name was Amelia Green. Now it's Megan Pines.

I am Twenty Four, but I'm also Two.

I am Mabel and Dipper's big sister.

Lord help me.

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(A/N And there it is! The beginning. I hope you like it. I have big plans for this fic! BIG PLANS! XD. Please let me know what you thought and don't forget to fave and follow! Okay okay you don't have to, but I would be happy enough to do a happy dance if you did :3. C'ya!)