(Authors note: Please forgive some of the attention issues below. See I know where I want to go with this story. This chapter here is giving me a lot of issues with a transition. Most of the stuff I write about, are feeling I myself know about. However the fact of losing of one's parents isn't something I know about. So I'm really just guessing at the feelings and emotions that will be portrayed. I'm not sure if I'm over shooting, or under shooting the numbness, and I will not be sure how the break will be. Give it a chance, if you see something that could be done a different way let me know, and I'll be sure to try to make it as real as I can.

Am Sadi, The Sadist.)

(Leslie's PoV)

Alone with her thoughts, all she could think about was the disturbing news she had gotten when she was called into her principle's office. She had been curious what she had done wrong, while she wasn't a bad student, she was known to cause trouble now and again, but she had never been caught doing it. So she had wracked her brain trying to remember what she had done in the last week that she could have been caught for. Though when she sat down and there was a police officer in the office with the Principle... now she knew she hadn't done anything that would cause the police to be involved. But nothing could have prepared he for what was going to be said. How does a person respond to that? When she first heard she was completely numb, she didn't know how to respond. So she didn't, she hadn't cried yet and it had been over a month now... she'd teared up, but she hadn't cried... now when she was completely alone. No one hovering over her shoulder... she let go and started sobbing. Like many times in the last month, she wanted nothing more than to have her old life back.

Why did all this have to happen to her, this was something that happened to other people not to her. Deep down, she knew she wouldn't have wished it on someone else, even if she could have her parents back... however she knew that she couldn't. That would never happen, nothing could change this... and that is what hurt her so much. This was it, there was no reset button, there was nothing... All she could do was close her eyes, even though it was still light out... and just hope... when she woke up she'd be back in her own bed and find that all this was just a bad dream.

It took her a moment to realize that she wasn't in her room when she awoke. She looked around and at first she had no idea where she was. Slowly her eyes moved over the old wood of the ceiling, then the walls. She turned her head, and eyed the other bed across the room. Slowly it all returned. That's right, she thought to herself it all came crashing back. No parents, dung heap of a town, people that were supposed to be their siblings. Weird people... the list went on and on. She sat up looking around, light was coming in through the one visible window in the room. Triangular odd shape for a window, then again everything about this place seemed odd to her. It was bad enough that she had to be here, had to go through this situation. She wished that the people that she would have to be with would be a bit more normal. Weird attractions around the house that she was supposed to be at for the rest of the summer.

The boy... Dipper, he seemed to be alright, as far as this situation went. He didn't seem to be all that bad. The girl... she was a bit hyper, reminded her of a friend she had back home. Once she got used tot he other girl, maybe they could get along. Though right now she didn't want to get along with Mabel she just wanted this nightmare to end, and wake up in her own bed. Stan who was supposed to be her great uncle... didn't seem like he could be trusted with a pet much less the lives of anyone. For starters the room she was in, it was dusty, some of the floorboards were coming up, at least the bed she was in, while it wasn't the best looking it was soft. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed, and sat up on the edge of the bed.

She wondered how long she had been sleeping, it didn't feel like it had been very long... then again her concept of time hadn't really been working right since everything had happened. But she didn't feel like she had been sleeping long, her body was still tired thought hat could have been because she hadn't eaten much since she had started her trip here. Actually now that she thought about it, she couldn't remember the last time she had eaten, but she didn't want to have to go down and ask for something to eat... she wasn't used to that. That and she didn't want to have to face the people that were supposed to be her family. Now that she thought about it, no one had introduced her to the other two that had been there. The heavier set guy, and the redheaded girl. She did recall they had said this place was a tourist attraction of sorts, maybe they just worked here.

(Dipper's PoV)

He sat across from Mabel at the table, he pushed his lunch around on his plate. He wanted his new sister to like them, but it seemed that she didn't. Maybe it would take some time before she came around to the idea of having siblings. He couldn't even imagine what was going through her mind. Having lost her parents, having to move in with strangers... he couldn't imagine what that was like. If he and Mabel had a hard time adjusting to life here at the Shack, the it would be much harder on her. Shaking his head he made another plate, and got up from the table.

"Where you going Broseph?" Mabel asked about to get up, to of course follow him wherever he was about to go. He was sure she knew he was going to bring something up to Leslie, which is why he stopped her.

"I'm going to take this up to Leslie," Dipper looked at his sister, of course Mabel would want Leslie to like her too. That was just how Mabel was, she wanted to be liked by everyone... but he had a feeling her peppy personality would only make things worse right now. "So you finish your lunch and I'll be right back. Don't want to wake her if she's still sleeping."

"But I wanna..." Mabel started, then gave up for some odd reason... that wasn't like Mabel. Or maybe she realized the same thing he did. One of them would be hard to handle right now, when he was sure she just wanted to be alone. Both of them, just might be too much. "Alright, but if she's not down at dinner, I get to take it up."

That decided, Dipper took the lunch up the stairs, and knocked on the door that was once his and Mabel's room. It felt odd to knock on a door, you were so used to just walking into. After a few seconds he assumed that she was sleeping, and walked in intending to leave the food on the table that also served as a night stand for the two beds. Leslie was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him. He could tell that she had been either crying or sleeping, or both. He didn't blame her, couldn't blame her, He would be doing the same thing in the same situation.

"I uh... thought you might be hungry. So I brought you something, so you could still have some time to yourself." he carried the plate over to the table, and set it down close to where she sat. He looked around the room, looking for something to say. "Sorry the room isn't much, we might be able to fix it some."

"It's fine." her voice was quiet, it was almost as if she had given up on almost everything. Dipper sat on the bed next to his new sister. He was sure she would ask him to leave soon.

"I know you don't know me, but if you want to talk to someone about... well anything. I'll listen." Dipper said looking over at the face so much like his and Mabel's and yet very different.

(Leslie's PoV)

She looked at the boy that was supposed to be her brother. One of the people she wanted to hate, they got everything. They had their real parents, and she felt as if she had been discarded. Then the people that wanted her... truly wanted her they left her alone. It wasn't fair. Why did she have to suffer? Why did she have to lose everything? Her friends, her home, her school, her room, her things... but most of all the only people in the world that knew and loved her... gone in the blink of an eye. Sure she had done bad things in her life, but she didn't deserve this, no one deserved this.

She opened her mouth, then shook her head and closed it. She wanted to yell, to scream at him. He looked at her as if he knew what she was going through, or maybe it was just that he wanted to help. She wasn't sure, but she knew there was no way he could know what she was going through...

"It's n-not fair..." her voice cracked, that wasn't what she wanted to say. A hand touched her back, she wanted to shake it off. She didn't want him to touch her. She didn't want any of these people touching her. She turned to him intending to tell him just that. But the eyes that looked back, her eyes... his eyes. She wrapped her arms around the boy, that was supposed to be her real brother, right now she didn't care who he was... she just needed someone. And she cried... she didn't know what else to do. Her mind said nothing would ever be right again, but her heart told her the hand on her back... it might never be right again but it can be good...