Chapter 2

Stan hated the airport. He hated all the people, that's why he moved to Oregon, to get away from it all, but needing to make a living he came to see people as walking wallets. That's how he tried to look at things until they could get the heck outta here and get back to Gravity Falls.
At least Dipper seemed to not be depressed. Still neutral and quiet but the kid seemed interested in all the hustle and bustle and metal detectors.
He hadn't told Dipper why they were here, only that he needed his help to carry some baggage back home. Special delivery. He smiled to himself knowing that the twins would be happy to see each other. He had no idea.

"Ah, here we are, gate 17. This is it kid."

"Wait, a gate? Why aren't we going to the baggage claim or freight section Grunkle Stan?"

"We'll get to the baggage claim kid, just wait."
Dipper looked at the gate display. Arriving now, from Florida. Florida?
He could see the 737 pulling up to the gate and the jetbridge swinging out to meet it.

Florida. Florida! Could it be…?

First class came out first. Business men. Old men. Old women. And then…

"DIPPER!"
"MABEL!"

Mabel dropped her suitcase in front of a man who nearly tripped over it, she jumped over a woman's rollaway while Dipper ran past the gate attendant.
"Hey, young man you can't…"

Stan laughed as he saw the twins collide with such force they twirled around each other in a double star orbit. Tears ran down Mabel's face while Dipper's eyes were shut tight but his smile ear to ear.

"Oh Mabel…"
"DipperDipperDipperDippingSauce…"

Stan knew they would be happy, but then…

Dipper kissed Mabel on the lips. Not a quick peck, but a lingering, passionate kiss, and Mabel was returning it with gusto. The heck?

She wrapped her arms around Dipper's neck and he held her waist for dear life.
This was more than a welcome home greeting. This was like…like…a boyfriend and girlfriend greeting…Stan didn't realize his mouth was hanging open.

Dipper and Mabel were too focused to notice. They held each others face in their hands, hearts pounding, eyes watering, eyes searching… and finding…that love was definitely still there.

Another quick kiss on the lips and then…and then reality.

"Grunkle Stan…uh…hi!" Mabel ran to him and hugged him.

"Thank you thank you thank you for the ticket!"
Stan looked down on her angelic face. He couldn't… he couldn't ask now, he didn't want to rain on their parade.

"Uh…you can pay me back later kid. Let's get your bags and get outta here. Too many security cops."

She laughed and then ran back to Dipper who had already grabbed her carry on suitcase.
But she noticed Dipper looking at Stan with a worried look, and she realized that Stan had watched their embrace. Well if Stan saw that and didn't say anything…yet…then he wouldn't mind her holding her bro-bro's hand. She grabbed Dipper's free hand and they began walking toward the exit.

But Stan did notice.