Hey fanfic friends! I am so so sorry that this has been so late! I have been really busy these past few days! Just a heads up that I have several big and exciting projects coming up this summer, so be on the lookout for those! This story I am planning to be about 3 chapters total, with tonight's chapter being hopefully the longest (and hopefully the best) as always support and reviews are always appreciated! Enjoy you guys!

Within minutes (thanks to Stan's crazy driving) he and Mabel were briskly walking into the Gravity Falls Animal Hospital. Waddles was wrapped up in Stan's coat being carried in his arms. When the receptionist got a look at the state of the unresponsive pig she immediately rang for the Vet. He called forth several vet techs and they began to wheel Waddles to the back with Mabel running behind quickly in toe. "I am sorry sweetie, you can't come back here now." the vet said in a gentle, but firm tone. Mabel shouted behind the closing door, "NO WADDLES!" she was inconsolable as Stan laid a gentle hand on her shoulder and lead her to a couch. "It's ok, pumpkin…." he said sitting the girl on his lap. She wiped her tears on his shirt trying desperately to calm down.

"Grunkle Stan well he be alright?" she asked, her eyes filling up with more tears. Stan wasn't sure how to respond. On the one hand he didn't want to lie to her, and tell her he knew something for sure when he did not, but on the other hand she had lost so much in these past few months that he felt obligated to give her a glimmer of hope. "I'm sure he will pumpkin, I am sure he will," he said as he rubbed deep circles on her back trying to soothe her.

Suddenly Lazy Susan walked into the clinic carrying a small orange tabby cat in her arms. She calmly checked in, and gave her beloved pet a quick pat before noticing Stan and Mabel. "Stanley! Mabel! What a pleasant surprise! Well…this place is not always the most pleasant….what brings you both here?" she said sitting down beside them. Mabel began to cry while Stan rubbed her back. After a moment Mabel looked up at Susan and took a deep breath, "Waddles and I were walking near the shack when this crazy car speed towards us, and before I knew what was happening I felt Waddles push me out of the way….and….and the car hit him….instead of me!" she said breaking down into tears all over again. Stan hugged her even tighter, realizing how close he really came from losing his precious niece. "Waddles saved your life….what a brave pig" Susan said as she clutched her heart.

"What are you doing here Ms. Susan? Is one of your cats sick?" Mabel said wiping her tears on the sleeves of her sweaters trying to change the subject away from Waddles for a moment. "Well kind of sweetie….you see Aaron Purr is very old, so I have opted to bring him in for an operation that will hopefully add a few more precious years to his life," Susan said as she crossed her fingers for good luck.

"Aaron Purr?" Mabel said managing a slight giggle. "Oh yes, I've always loved history….my husband taught history at the high school for years before he passed away,"

"Oh I'm sorry Ms. Susan," Mabel said grabbing Susan's hand in an attempt to comfort her.

"Oh I'm not sweetie….my husband was a pain in the hindquarters!" she said with a laugh, which got Mabel to laugh as well. "Trust me dear, Aaron Purr is a far more loving companion, a word of advice honey stick with animals!" Susan said attempting to raise her lazy eye in a wink.

Mabel tried to smile, but she found it so hard to imagine sticking with an animal when the animal she loved so much was fighting for his life. She grabbed her Grunkle's hand for support. "Grunkle Stan, when are we gonna hear about Waddles?" Mabel asked innocently. "Soon pumpkin, I promise," Stan said allowing her to rest her head on his shoulder, which was something she did often when sad.

Suddenly Dr. Smiley the head vet came out of the double doors with a blank expression on his face. Mabel instantly rushed to him, "Dr. Smiley is Waddles ok? Can I see him now?" Mabel asked frantically. Dr. Smiley gave her a sympathetic smile, "not yet sweetheart, can I talk to your Grunkle for a minute?" he asked gently. Stan stood up from his seat and walked away from Mabel so he and the Dr. could talk privately.

"How's he looking doc?" Stan asked carefully. The Dr. gave him a serious frown and spoke in a hushed tone. "Mr. Pines this is very difficult for me to say this, but Waddles is not showing any signs of improvement, and he is in a lot of pain….I'm sorry to say that I think it would be best if we went ahead and put him down," the Dr. said staring at his feet.

"Absolutely not!" Stan snapped at him. "After all that girl has lost there is no way in heck she is losing that pig!". "I understand, this is a very painful decision, and certainly not one to take lightly, but you and Mabel must think of what is best for Waddles," the vet said plainly.

"I gotta go talk to her about it," Stan said turning away from the doctor walking towards his poor niece. Mabel rushed up to him, "Grunkle Stan, what did the vet say? Is Waddles gonna be ok?" Mabel said as her chocolate brown eyes looked up at Stan pleading. Stan took a deep breath and bent down, so he could make eye contact with the girl. "Mabel….honey….Waddles is in bad shape, and he's in a heck of a lot of pain….and….and he suggested that we put Waddles to sleep," "NOOOOOO" Mabel screamed trying to push past Stan with all her might, collapsing into tears in his arms.