AN/ I'm going to be doing A LOT of updating in the next couple days but feel free to read at your own pace. My Mock Trial team is going to states next week and this is how I relieve stress. I'm spoiling you for now but don't count on such perfuse updating in the future XP.

Thanks to everyone who's been reading, if you haven't read the Prequel "De-Cipher" than some parts of my story might seem a little fuzzy. Thanks for all the reviews (PandaFatty especially )

I always appreciate feedback J

Okay sorry Emilie's talking to much! To the story!

"Where's Dipper?" Mabel asked Stan as she stepped into the living room. "He never came back to bed this morning."

"What are you talking about?"

"Pacifica came over this morning." She said as if she didn't believe it happened. Stan turned to his TV show and a wide childish grin appeared on his face as two librarian ladies slapped each other with books. Mabel turned to the front door, pulling it open and stepping outside.

"Dipper? What are you doing out here?"

"I don't know..." He replied staring off in space.

"Hey...Hello earth to Dip, what's your deal?" Dipper turned his head to face Mabel slowly. His mind ran a thousand miles a minute assessing every encounter he had ever had with Pacifica. Calculating possible misinterpretations. The vicissitudes were so ludicrous, being with Pacifica never even crossed his mind.

He attempted to play out how to tell Mabel what had happened. Should he? Maybe it was just something that...happened. What was he thinking? This is Pacifica Northwest she would never want to settle for a looser like Dipper Pines.

"Any way, what happened to you? You didn't let Pacifica in did you?"

"No..." He said avoiding the truth. "What was that anyway? She's such bull."

"She's alright..." He said hoping Mabel's reaction wasn't as bad as he imagined. "Alright? She's alright? What does that even mean Dipper?"

Nope, she took it worse than he imagined. "I just mean maybe she's not all that bad after all."

"How could you say that? She's a total- a total-..."

"Don't Mabel. How old are you again?"

"17, same as you smart ass."

"Well your acting like you 10. This whole rivalry thing was whatever when we were kids but come on Mabel...when are you going to grow up?"

Mabel's jaw dropped. Dipper never talked to her like this, what was his deal?

"Who are you and where the hell is my brother because your certainly not him." She yelled. Dipper was getting mad. Mabel was being so irrational, this was blowing way out of proportion. "Whatever Mabel sorry I said anything…"

"Just shut up. You know what! I'll just go play or something like 'CHILDREN' do." She said with air quotes.


"That wasn't the plan..." Gideon said pacing. "I know but me and Mabel friends? That had to be a joke. I knocked on her door and she slammed it in my face."

"And how do you know dipper will be any easier?"

"He kissed me back. Guys are easy." Gideon stopped pacing, tapping his stubby finger to his chin. "This could work..." He started. "But you have to stop going against the plan. You have to play this right...he has to fall in love with you."

"That won't be hard." She said flipping her hair over her shoulder. "This isn't some joke, you hear me? You have to want you more than anything, he has to pick you over Mabel." He said placing the pieces together in his head. Pacifica was already thinking how she was going to orchestrate their next encounter.

"If you mess this up you'll regret it!" Gideon shouted shoving his chubby finger in her face. She pushed his hand down, standing tall with confidence. "I'm not worried and it's not like you've done much."

"Don't test me, I can destroy you!" He shouted getting angry. "Yea alright..." She said her voice cracking. She turned and ran away from the docks. She walked through town until she found herself sitting on the steps in front of the statue of her great grandpa Nathanial Northwest. She sighed leaning on her arm on her knee.

"Pacifica? What are you doing here alone?" Two girls asked stepping closer to her. One had long brown hair and fading pink eye shadow. She wore a short pink sun dress and sunglasses over her bright blue eyes. The other girl had dark skin and a sour pucker to her lips. She wore a white tank top and tight dark jeans. Pacifica realized she had no reason to be sitting here looking lost.

"What are you girls doing here?" She asked standing tall, asserting her dominance over them. "We were like going to go shopping and were wondering if you wanted to come?" she asked picking at her newly manicured nails.

Pacifica's answer was to step in front of the them strutting the lead. The brunette told Pacifica a story that made her giggle. She really was different with everyone.


Dipper sat leaning against a tree going through his videos. "Really? Nothing?" He said to himself disappointed. "What the?" He asked himself as he came to a picture on Pacifica. He remembered taking the second long video and then shutting it off before opening the door again that morning. He went to delete it and a pop up asked if he wanted to the 15 minute video. "15 minutes?" He pushed play.

'Mabel pulled the door open holding a golf club up on her shoulder.' he fast-forwarded it to see he had set it down next to him when he sat next to her. He must have closed it but didn't turn it off.

'He scooted closer to her putting his arm around her. They talked but the camera couldn't hear. Then she kissed him'

He paused it looking at the screen. "That's weird right?" He asked himself. "What's weird?" Dipper shot a look up to see a man leaning on tree near him. He wore a tux of yellow and his blonde hair fell over his black eye patch. He looked odd but Dipper knew exactly who he was.

"Bill?! What do you want?"

"Haha Pine Tree, glad to see you remember me. It's been to long really."

"Remember you? How could I forgot." He scoffed. His brain quickly shifted in a new direction. "Is this time?"

"Time?" Bill laughed.

"Yea like remember you told me that one day we would understand how you helped us and that we would be important to you in the future."

"Quite a memory you've got Pine Tree. I thought I'd have to brief you. Can't say the same for Shooting Star though, she didn't even remember me after I told her my name."

Dipper sighed. "Then I guess it work." Bill watched Dipper with interest. Dipper realized and explained. "After you left Mabel acted different. She rarely talked about anything else but you and theories she had about you . My parents thought it was a faze but when she turned 15 and her interest turned to obsession and attraction they took her to a doctor. They gave her pills but they didn't have 'effective results'." Dipper expressed with air quotes. "She spent a couple months in a hospital, her stay there was the only time I had ever gotten a migraine." He complained. "When she came home she wasn't the same. She didn't remember anything, she wouldn't have anything to do with the super natural, she developed a scaring temper…she just wasn't…Mabel."

Bill watched as he told the story. "But you knew all that didn't you." Bill smiled. "My real interest is Shooting Star…but you knew that didn't you."

"Not this again! Bill If you take her!"

"Dipper right?" Came a sweet voice from behind. Dipper whipped around to see a girl standing by a tree. She wore a orange pink sun dress and sunglasses on her head pushing back her straight smooth brown hair that fell to her lower thigh. Dipper turned to see Bill wasn't where he once stood, typical. He shook off the encounter and focused on the freckled brunette.

"Yea that's right...and your?"

"Oh I'm Shella..." She said stepping closer to him extending an arm. He shook it asking "What are you doing way out here Shella?"

"Well it's kind of embarrassing but I'm lost." She said shyly. Dipper thought she was cute, the word innocent came to mind. "What about you Dipper? Why are you way out here?"

"Just getting away I guess." Was his simple answer. "Well a better question would be do you know which way is town?" She asked with a giggle. "Yea.." He laughed "come here I'll walk you." He said stepping in front of her and extending his arm. She took it and walk with him through the trees.


"I'm going out, Soos is in the shop...check on him soon wont yea honey?" Stan called stepping out the front door. "Yea okay." Mabel called back slouched in the cushy old chair in front of the tv.

Just as soon as it slammed shut there was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" She called. There was another knock at the door. Mabel peeled herself from the couch slumping over to the front door.

"Hello?" She asked opening the door. "Hello Shooting Star..." Bill said with a smile, leaning on the door frame. "I think you have the wrong place." She said closing the door. Bill stopped the door with his foot. "Don't tell me you forgot me twice?"

"Oh yea I do remember you..." Mabel said thinking. "You that guy from the other day at the docks. Your Dippers friend huh?"

"Uhh..." Bill though about what to say. "Yes, is he here?" He asked knowing the answer. "No he's out."

"Mind if I wait here for him?" He asked still leaning on the door frame. "Ummm..." Mabel bit her lip thinking. He doesn't look like a super bad guy. Maybe a little creepy sometimes but he's kind of cute, she thought. "Sure why not." She said opening the door for him to step through.

"Thanks." he said passing her. "So how you liking being back at gravity falls?"

"It's alright...Dips been being more of child since we've got back. But you probably know that. ..So what's your story?"

"My story?"

"Yea... like what's your deal?"

Bill grinned. "Oh Shooting Star you make it too hard to act." Mabel's face expressed her confusion. "Act? Why do you keep calling me Shooting Star?" Bill just laughed. Mabel was getting creeped out. "I think you should leave." She said stepping to open the door.

"Calm down..." He stepped closer smiling wider. "we're on the same side."

Mabel's eyes grew wide. "Who are you?" Bill let a grin slip across his face. "I knew you remembered me."

"But you never happened! You were all a dream." Mabel stumbled up the stairs running to the attic and to a small trunk near her bed. Bill followed behind at a distance. Mabel pulled out a small stack of spiral and composition note books.

She flipped through them each page covered with drawings, some sketches, some detailed art, all of them triangle that took her to a mysterious world exactly opposite to hers. Also notes and notes of him, 'he's a dream demon' , ' He has a human form' , 'What he wears' , 'His powers' etc.

"Wow Shooting Star, you really do your homework."

"People called me a nutcase!" She shouted rummaging through he papers. "They said I was obsessed! I just wanted to see you again. I had so many questions. I tried summoning you, everything. I would dream about you when I was sleeping, day dream about you during class." Her shout faded into a constant mumble.

Bill grabbed her hand, stopping her from flipping through the pages anymore. "Hey I'm here…okay."

"Your different, you would laugh if I acted like this..." She said stepping back. "I admit it's amusing but your over the deep end." He confessed.

Mabel stared into his bright yellow eye. She would have stared into both but he wore the now familiar black eye patch. She stepped forward not looking away. Bill stared back trying to read her thoughts.

Mabel stepped closer- kissing him.