Here We Go Again

by ivebeentwaumatized

Following the twins' first stay in Gravity Falls, twenty-year-old Wendy begins hear a recurring voice from the past. It taunts her, as if she needs to be warned, but she pushes it back. She tries to make the best of her first summer seeing Dipper and Mabel after three years, and everything seems to fall back into place. Almost. *Sequel to "First Time's a Charm". Read it first

1. Chapter 1

At 3:00 in the morning, sitting upright in her bed, all Wendy was doing was trying to forget. She had a layer of blankets wrapped around herself, and could hear the sound of heavy rain tapping on her window. The voice of a certain triangular demon echoed through her mind, taunting her.

"I've had enough of this kid telling me what to do and what not to do. So Wendy, what do you choose?"

It was a dream. It was a dream, yet for some reason did not feel like it was just a dream. She brushed her hair back behind her ears; her hair wasn't as lengthy as it used to be but was still enough to cover her face like a long curtain.

Typically, Wendy didn't dwell on anything that happened the first summer the twins visited. She hadn't even thought about Bill Cipher since after she started college, which was almost two years ago. Heck, she hadn't seen the Pines twins since a year before that. Wendy thought, Why am I even thinking about this right now?

The only times Bill contacted Wendy were weeks before the apocalypse began. He tried to stop her, Dipper, and everyone else from saving the world so that his demonic plans could not be stopped, which obviously did not work. Stanford came out of the portal, the inter-dimensional rift caused things to worsen until they were fixed, and the twins left Gravity Falls. That was it; this experience hadn't happened once since. Wendy recalled Bill being "defeated" but maybe he really wasn't. Bill was deceptive.

Wendy shook her head, then picked up her phone and preceded to open her texts with Dipper. The last text was sent by her two weeks ago; seeing the date below her message saddened her. Dipper had been busy with figuring out college, so they hadn't been talking much lately. She considered telling him that she had the dream, but she also didn't want him to freak out or anything, and the time was now 3:13 A.M. After internally debating, Wendy decided that she would tell him later if she still wanted to. I'll talk to him again... soon.

The darkness of the room and the showers outside gave the feeling that the walls were closing around her, more and more each second she stared at the luminous little screen in front of her. Wendy snapped her phone shut.

Hastily, she placed her phone on her desk and finally laid down. She shut her eyes and tried harder to ignore Bill's voice. Her stomach felt like it was rising up, as if she was on an amusement park ride, and she felt really hot; it seemed to get worse every second. She inhaled deeply and then let the breath go.

If this was really a form communication from Bill, it definitely implied that something big was about to happen. Wendy just didn't know if it was a real message, or her imagination acting up.

Come on, Wendy, she thought. Dipper is fine. He still has his copy of the journal, and it was years ago, anyways. You're fine, Dipper's fine, and Bill isn't here. Wendy closed her eyes. It's not important.