Hello Everyone! This is my first Over The Garden Wall fanfic and I'm super excited! This is going to be a multi chapter story about Beatrice coming to Wirt and Gregs world. I love OTGW and have seen the mini-series more than I care to admit. Anyway, enjoy the story and leave a comment. Thanks and enjoy! ;)

(Warning: Lots of Beatrice and Wirt moments and kinda sad ending.)

Chapter 1: Life on the Other Side

Wirt's P.O.V

Beep! Beep! Beep! I slammed my alarm clock off and groaned looking up at the ceiling. I had forgotten once again to turn off my alarm clock on the weekends and instead of sleeping in I would wake up at 5:30 in the morning. I guess it didn't matter, I didn't sleep much these days anyway. I sighed and rolled out of bed and putting on a pair of socks. I glanced out my window as snow fell from the dark gloomy sky. It was the start of winter break and I wouldn't have school for almost two weeks. I shivered and put on my sweater before creaking my bedroom door open, to reveal my little step-brother, Greg.

"Good morning Wirt! Why are you up so early? We have no school for a whole week and a half!"

"Greg why are you up so early and why are you so chipper?"

" I was to excited to sleep Wirt! We can go to see Beatrice today!"

" I don't know Greg, it's kinda cold. But if it's stops snowing before noon, then we can go. Sound good?"

"Okkie dokkie artichokkie!"

Greg said running back to his room with His frog following him of course. I sighed and headed down stairs, avoiding the three creaky stairs and turned into the kitchen. The light was already turned on, whiched told me mom and my stepdad had already gone to work for the day. I walked over to the fridge to were Gregs many pictures that he colored of the unknown hung from pieces of tape. My favorite one was the one with Beatrice flying over the woods. Greg may not have been a Vincent Van Gogh, but he was pretty good for his age. Of course my parents never knew the real meanings of his drawings, they always thought it was just from is imagination or from a book he read. Which was a good thing I thought. The less everyone knew about Greg and my adventures into the unknown, the better. We would be thrown into a mental institution if we talked about it. So Greg and I came to the agreement not to discuss it with anyone except with each other. And he added Beatrice to that and all I could do was nod my head.

Even though I hadn't know Beatrice for a long time, I still missed her, a lot actually. She was a friend no, no... a great friend that cared and understood what we went through. I would not be home with Greg without everything that she did for us, and for that I owed her big time. Greg must of thought the same from the way he constantly talked about her, but I don't think he completely understood the whole unknown is the place between life and death. He knew that we visited where we first entered the unknown, by the waters edge at Springfield pond, but I don't think he really grasped the fact that she had most likely died years ago.

I poured myself and Greg some cereal and called him down for an early breakfast. Within thirty seconds he was sitting at the table, spoon in hand and a mouth full of Cheerios. I turned on the TV and half listened to the news as Greg told me about the dream he had had. "Hey Wirt look! It stopped snowing!" Greg exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh yea. Alright Greg we can go see Beatrice today."

"Yay! Be right back brother o'mine!" He jumped out of the seat and rushed upstairs to get his coat and boots. I laughed and shut off the TV and put on my own coat and navy blue boots as Greg bounced back down stairs all wrapped up in his winter gear and even a scarf and hat for his frog. "Greg do you really need to bring Jason with you?" He opened the door letting a blast of cold air into the warm house and said "he can do what he wants Wirt. He's is own man! Or frog I guess." Greg shrugged and hopped out the door into the 3 inches of snow. He motioned me to follow and with that I followed him out into the snow and locked the door behind me.

We traveled to the grave yard for a while taking my own sweet time as Greg took little breaks to jump and roll in the snow. Finally we made it to the entrance and I stopped to peer into the peaceful cemetery. Without a second thought, Greg ran right in and all the way to the back to large moss covered stone wall. His frog right behind him hopping from one of Gregs footprints to another. "Come on Wirt! We don't have all day!"

"Okay Greg, I'm coming." I chuckled softly at his excitement and boosted him into the large oak tree that would get us over the wall. "Alright Greg remember when getting down, go down slowly and do- GREG!" I yelled as he let go of the tree branch and screamed "weeeeeeeeeee!" As he landed in a snow bank. "Come on Wirt! The snow feels great!" I rolled my eyes and proceeded to climb down the wall slowly, so I wouldn't slip and fall.

By the time I got down, Greg was already a foot from the watr talking to Beatrice, telling her about his dream. "And then the llama said that I couldn't wear the top hat because it made me look to tall!" Greg said falling back into the snow laughing. I chuckled and sat down in the snow and formed a snow ball in between my mittens. "Hey Beatrice. I hope everything's going okay over there. Everything's fine here I guess. Nothing new like most of the time. I wish we could have some more adventures like we had with you. I... we miss you and everyone who helped us. I-"

"Oh Beatrice guess what?! I passed my spelling test!" Greg said excitedly interrupting me. I sighed softly and threw a snow ball at Greg making him fall back into the snow giggling again. 'This is stupid' I thought. 'I bet you can't even hear us. If you can though, I'm going to do what ever it takes to see you again.' I smiled at the thought of seeing Beatrice in her human form and I often got lost in my thoughts about what Beatrice looked like as human. I started to zone out thinking about her when, "ugh! Greg!" I shouted as a snowball hit me square in the face, knocking me out of my daze. "I'm going to get you!" I said chasing him around laughing until our stomachs hurt and we collapsed in the snow breathless. "Man it would be fun if Beatrice played with us!"

"Yea Greg, it sure would."

I hoped you liked it he first chapter! Please let me know in the comments. I am planning on continuing until the story is over, even though the OTGW fandom is small. I will post the second chapter in the next few days hopefully! Don't worry Beatrice will be in the next chapter as well as a new threat to the unknown.