"Wait, they can't come with me?" When Mabel arrived at the hospital, they placed her on a gurney and told her family to wait outside.
"They're going to wait right out here," the doctor said as gently as possible.
"No, Grunkle Stan, don't let them take me away." Mabel remained relatively calm up to this point, but she didn't want to be separated from her family.
"We'll see you soon, pumpkin." The look on Stan's face made her think they might not.
"Dipper, don't leave me!"
"I have to go with her. They can't separate us." Dipper tried to follow his twin but Stan grabbed him. "Let me go, Grunkle Stan! She needs me!"
"Mabel needs you be strong," Stan said as much to himself as he did to Dipper.
"Dipper! Grunkle Stan! Please!"
Dipper's knees gave out from under him, and Stan lowered them both to the ground. Dipper put his face in his hands with Stan never letting go of him. Ford put his hands on his brother's trembling shoulders as Mabel was taken out of their sight. They both knew they were doing what was best for Mabel, but that didn't stop Mabel's pleas to them from piercing them like a hot knife.
The doctors tried to calm Mabel down, but she wasn't having it. They seemed nice, but they were still strangers. "I want my Grunkle. I want my brother."
"Sweetheart, we're going to take good care of you. And then you can see your family."
"I want them now." Mabel tried to be assertive, but she was getting sleepy. One of the doctors put an oxygen mask over her face. "Dipper…Grunkle Stan…"
Before she lost consciousness, she made one final plea for her family. She wanted someone, anyone familiar. "Grunkle Ford…"