Part One

Dipper was lost in his own thoughts as he began to think over what had happened the night before. He barely heard the sounds of the bell ringing as someone entered the shop. Dipper looked up, expecting to see a bunch of customers but froze as he saw it was Wendy.

"Hey guys!" she waved happily.

"Hey Wendy!" Mabel grinned.

Dipper swallowed shakily.

"Uh.. H-hey.. W-Wendy.."

Mabel looked at Dipper curiously. Though she would usually giggle at his reaction, she felt something was off about how he was speaking. Was that anxiety? Fear? Why would he be afraid of Wendy? She tried to find what could possibly be the matter. She mentally shrugged as she figured it may just be her imagination. Dipper's face went pale and he adverted his eyes when Wendy smiled at him. At seeing this, Wendy frowned.

"Hey man, you okay?" asked Wendy in confusion.

"H-huh? O-o-oh! Yeah! Uh.. J-just um.."

Dipper didn't know what to say. Wendy tilted her head as she saw he wouldn't even look her in the eyes.

"Dipper?"

Dipper froze and slowly turned to look up at her. She looked at him a bit curiously.

"I-it's fine.." Dipper grinned sheepishly. "I'm just kinda t-tired."

Wendy looked at him before she shrugged.

"Okay," she replied. "Hey, you want to hang out later?"

"Oh! Um.."

Mabel looked at him in confusion.

"Uh.. S-sure?"

"Hey, you sure you're okay?" asked Wendy.

"Y-yeah.. I just.. There's a lot of things on my mind right now.."

That was when Grunkle Ford and Stan entered the shop with Soos.

"Hello Dipper, Mabel, Wendy." Ford smiled.

"Great Uncle Ford!" Dipper grinned.

As he ran over to him, Wendy looked on, a bit confused by Dipper's change in mood. She looked at Mabel with a quizzical look to which Mabel shrugged.

"How are you doing this morning?" Ford asked.

"I'm.. I'm okay.. Just.. I'm just kind of tired.." he lied.

In truth, Dipper was unable to rid his mind of the recent nightmare he had the night before. He shook his head. No.. It wasn't right. Dipper knew Wendy would NEVER hurt him, especially the way she had attacked him in his dream. It was only a dream and dreams couldn't hurt you.. Could they?

"Dipper? Dipper!"

Dipper shook his head as the sound of Mabel's voice broke through his thoughts.

"H-huh?"

"Dude, you okay?" asked Soos. "You were kinda zonin' out there."

"I'm.. I-I'm fine.." insisted Dipper.

He gave them a nervous smile.

"Are you sure?" asked Wendy, a bit concerned.

Dipper looked at her and as he met her eyes, they were just as they had always been. The vibrant emerald green he had always known. Those eyes were filled with concern. They were nothing like the soulless haunting eyes in his nightmare and he smiled.

"Yeah.. Yeah, I'm okay.."

Though Wendy wanted to continue to ask, she nodded nonetheless and returned the smile. Dipper finally looked away after a moment. Mabel was still a bit concerned about her brother. It had been a week since they had gotten back to Gravity Falls, and it had been the third time she had been awoken during the night. It of course, wasn't Dipper's fault. He couldn't control what his dreams were about. Even when having gone into Grunkle Stan's dreams to stop Bill, she wondered if Stan even knew what was going on. Even so, Mabel was becoming very concerned about her brother. Mabel decided she'd ask about it later as the first few customers began to enter the gift-shop.

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As the tourists finally left the shop, Dipper practically collapsed from exhaustion. He had never felt so tired in his life. He supposed he could use a break for the day.

"Hey guys.. I'm calling it a day.." Dipper stated.

"You are?" gaped Mabel. "But Dipper, I thought you wanted to hang out with Wendy."

Dipper turned and saw his friend's concerned expression and sighed.

"I'm sorry, Wendy.. I'm.. I'm just so tired right now.. I promise we can hang out later I PROMISE!"

Wendy looked at him a bit confused and was about to speak when a flash of lightning caused the lights to flicker. The crack of thunder shook the shack.

"Looks like nobody's goin' anywhere now.." Stan stated flatly.

"C'mon, man! It's just RAIN." Wendy protested, rolling her eyes.

However, Dipper had gone pale. Almost every nightmare had begun with a storm of some kind.

"Well, If you cant go anywhere, I guess that means you'll have to spend the night." Mabel grinned.

"Well, I guess.." Wendy shrugged.

Dipper snapped his head up to look at his sister in shock. Mabel gave him a curious look. All Dipper could think of was what happened in his nightmare.

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Dipper sat in the attic alone. He was slightly thankful Mabel was down in the living room with Soos, Stan, and Wendy. He supposed it was best for him to be left alone. Dipper shivered as he heard the rain pounding hard against the windows. He felt a chill in the air as the rain seemed to be becoming louder.

Outside, lightning split the sky, followed by an ear splitting crack of thunder. Dipper felt his breath hitch in his throat as panic overtook him. He sprinted out of the room in the dark, unable to see where he was going. Dipper's foot suddenly suddenly met empty space before he began to tumble down the steps. As he fell, Dipper felt his arms and legs striking against each step until finally he tumbled to a stop at the bottom of the stairs. Dipper groaned as he fought to get up.

"Dipper!"

He tried to lift his head to the sound of the voice. As his vision swam, he could vaguely see a blurry figure with orangey red.

"Wendy..? W...why are you here?" Dipper groaned.

"I was staying the night, remember?"

"O-oh.." was all Dipper could say before he shivered.

"Dipper?" asked Wendy, concerned.

Dipper groaned in response.

"Hey.. You don't LOOK so good.." Wendy stated softly.

"I-I'm just... I'm just a little.. D-dizzy..." Dipper mumbled softly.

"Dipper?"

Dipper lifted his head and immediately regretted it as everything seemed to be tilting to the side. He thought he heard a voice calling his name, but it seemed far away as his eyes drifted closed and he collapsed to the floor.


Dipper woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. The continuous pounding of rain on the roof and window continued to aggravate it. He groaned as he turned his head to the side. As he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that he was back in the attic bedroom. Dipper found his head was wrapped up in gauze and he seemed to have quite a few bruises from his tumble down the steps.

The groaning seemed to have caught the attention of whoever had entered the room. He felt a hand against his forehead and winced. He knew they must've noticed as they quickly pulled their hand away.

"Dipper? Dipper, you okay man?"

Dipper's eyes snapped open as he heard Wendy's voice. However, he immediately regretted it as the pain in his head worsened. He rolled over the side of his bed, before vomiting all over the floor.

Wendy immediately jumped back in shocked confusion.

"Dude! You okay!?"

Dipper shrank away at her sudden shouting.

"Hey.. Hey c'mon.." Wendy started gently. "C'mon man.. It's okay.."

"Wha... What Happened..?" he groaned.

"Dude, you don't remember?" asked Wendy incredulous.

Dipper weakly shook his head.

"Dude! You fell down the STAIRS..!" Wendy replied.

"WHAT!?" Dipper shouted, bolting upright.

He cringed as he felt a sharp pain in his head.

"Dipper, you shouldn't do that..!"

Wendy began to ease him back down.

"I'm such a klutz.." Dipper groaned.

"Dude.. It was just an accident." Wendy replied.

"No, I'M the accident.." Dipper grunted.

Wendy stared at him for a moment.

"Where did THAT come from..?"

Dipper immediately looked away.

"Dude.. Don't worry.. I'm sure you'll feel better-"

There was a sudden crash of thunder that shook the room. Dipper let out a yelp and dove beneath the blankets.

"Dipper?"

Her only response was a soft whimpering coming from beneath the blankets.

"Dude, it's just THUNDER.." Wendy assured him.

Dipper however refused to leave his blankets. As Wendy pulled the blankets back, she froze as she noticed the glassy but terrified look in his dark brown eyes.

"Dipper?"

She reached out toward him but as her hand touched his shoulder, Dipper swung and struck her in the jaw hard enough to create a bruise. Completely dazed and forgetting his pain Dipper leapt from the bed and bolted to the closet, slamming it closed behind him. Wendy stared in shock as she felt something heavy in her chest.. Dipper had never hit her before.. She wondered if it had to due with the fall or maybe something else entirely. Wendy slowly and carefully made her way to the closet door.

"Dipper?"

She leaned in and thought she heard.. Sobbing? Wendy carefully opened the door and was surprised to see Dipper huddled in the corner.

"Dipper? Dipper, are you okay?"

The sound of Wendy's voice seemed to snap him out of it and he looked up.

"W...Wendy?"

Wendy smiled softly, though it was clear she had a bruise forming on her cheek.

"Wendy, I.. I-I did that to you..? O-oh god..! I'm so SORRY!"

"Dipper, it's fine.." Wendy assured him. "Trust me.. I've been through much worse.."

Dipper looked at the floor, to which Wendy gently lifted his head.

"Why didn't you TELL me you were afraid of thunderstorms?"

"I.. B-because.. I shouldn't be such a wimp.." he lied.

"Dipper.."

When Dipper didn't respond, Wendy pulled him into a hug.

"C'mon man.." she smiled. "You know it's not the end of the world."

Dipper sighed. He felt horrible for lying to Wendy, but what could he tell her? That he was being terrorized by a demon version of her?

"Y-Yeah.." he said finally.

"Oh, by the way.." Wendy gave him a gentle punch in the shoulder.

"You got an awesome right hook!"

Dipper chuckled a bit nervously as he noticed the black and blue mark.

"Uh.. We should probably get some ice on that.." Dipper stated.

"Yeah.. Maybe.."

Dipper smiled softly, knowing he would have to find a way to make it up to Wendy, especially after what had happened.

Author's Note: I'm really sorry if this seems kinda rushed.. I'll try to work on that better..