Here is Chapter 7! Thanks again to Aqua Burst 07 for proofreading! Please enjoy.

(I do not own Gravity Falls or any of its AU's)


In the dark, Pacifica stumbled over a raised tree root as she ran through the thick woods. She couldn't remember what was chasing her or how she got here, but she knew that she had to keep going. When she pulled herself up, she leaned against the tree that had tripped her, to catch her breath. This was a mistake. All of a sudden, the tree began to melt around her hand, pulling her in. She struggled against it, but that only made the tree pull her in quicker.

"Hey there, Northwest," a familiar voice said, dangerously close behind her. "Need a hand?"

Dipper made his way around the tree and stopped in front of Pacifica.

"Leave me alone!" Pacifica said, struggling harder against the tree. It had her pulled up to her shoulder now, and when she put a foot against the bark to push back, it got pulled in as well.

"That's no way to talk to a friend, especially when I know the secret on how to get unstuck." He smiled and turned to walk away.

Pacifica wavered for a moment. Half of her body had already been sucked into the tree.

"W-wait!" she called out.

He stopped and slowly turned back to her.

"Yes?"

Pacifica looked down. "W-will you help me get out of this?"

In seconds, he had grabbed Pacifica's free hand and she felt the pressure of the tree lessen. Slowly, she had been pulled completely out of the tree, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Her relief was short lived when she realized that Dipper still held her hand. She tried to pull away but his grip tightened. He pulled her close and wrapped his other hand around her waist.

"Hey! Don-"

Dipper placed a finger over her mouth, shushing her.

"I saved you."

Pacifica stared up into his dangerous green eyes. She tried to back away, but she ended up backing into the tree, all the while Dipper kept the space between them sparse.

"What ever will you do to repay me?" Pacifica's words caught in her throat.

She wanted to tell him to stop and run away. She couldn't bring herself to look away from those glowing eyes inching closer. She felt his breath on her lips before she snapped out of it, squeezing her eyes shut and finding her voice.

"I don't owe you anything!" she yelled, pushing him away with all her strength.

He stumbled back teasingly and raised his hands in the air to surrender.

"Have it your way!" Dipper's voice began to fade and he backed away into the darkness. "Sooner or later you will come crawling to me."

The rest of the forest faded and all that was left was her and the tree. She slid down the tree and clutched her knees to her chest. Then everything faded to black.


Slowly, Pacifica opened her eyes. It was morning, and all of that had just been a horrible dream. Unlike her other nightmares though, it didn't wake her up screaming. She wondered why one of the Mystery twins would show up in her dream a few days after their encounter. She shook herself out of a dangerous thought process and began to get ready for the day.

Pacifica went to the kitchen first to grab some breakfast and found that Gideon had the same idea.

"Good morning," she said as he closed the fridge with his foot. A carton of milk in one hand, and a bowl of cereal in the other.

"Mornin'," he replied.

Gideon sat down at the table with a tired look on his face. From what Pacifica could tell, the gash on his neck had not healed completely, and he no longer had his vest to cover it up. She retrieved a bowl and poured herself some cereal before sitting across from Gideon. They sat in momentary silence, the only sound coming from the crunch of the cereal they ate. Pacifica thought back to when she first met Gideon. He always had a spark in his eyes, even when he was pushed around by the other kids. He explained mythological stories and his own theories on how he thought they were still relevant. Now, he looked defeated. This journal, Bill, that monster they had released, and now the Mystery Twins were all weighing down on him.

A sudden knock on the door broke the silence and made the two jump. Neither of them moved to answer it, unsure of who could be on the other side. It was too early for tourists. A few minutes passed, and there was no sign that whoever knocked was still there. Pacifica set her empty bowl in the sink and went over to the front door. She peeked through the eyehole to make sure no one was there before cautiously opening the door.

Looking around, Pacifica saw nothing out of the ordinary, so she started to close the door, but it got stuck on the welcome mat. When she looked down to fix the mat, she saw a neat envelope resting on it, with her named scrawled in cursive on the front. Her heart began to race. Who was this from? Possibly her parents, but they had been staying in touch by phone and never mentioned writing to her. She picked up the letter and closed the door quickly before running back to the kitchen table where Gideon still sat.

"Who was it?" he asked when he saw her nervous expression.

"No one was at the door, but I found this." Pacifica held the letter in front of him.

Gideon's eyes sparked back to life at the sight of it. "Does it say who it's from?"

Pacifica shook her head. All that was written on it was her name. Pacifica took a deep breath and began to peel the envelope open, tearing the paper slightly in some places. She slid a pink piece of paper out and a ton of glitter followed, coating her pajamas in sparkles. Unfolding the pink piece of paper unleashed more glitter, and with a sigh Pacifica began to read. She dropped the paper, wide eyed.

"What does it say?" Gideon inquired.

"I-it s-s-says..." Pacifica mumbled. Gideon grabbed the paper and read for himself.

Dear Pacifica Northwest,

I would like to sincerely apologize for the events that transpired during your first show at the tent of telepathy. No harm was intended to befall either you or that scoundrel Gideon Gleeful. To make up for our actions, I would like to invite you to a sleepover at my home tonight. It will be girls only so I'm afraid you'll have to come alone. The address is at the bottom of the page, as is a list of suggested sleepover attire. Attendance is not optional. Hope to see you there.

Love, Mabel Pines

When Gideon looked up from the paper, he saw the tears form in Pacifica's eyes. There was no way she could handle facing a mystery twin alone, especially for one whole night. Like in her dream, she was beginning to feel stuck.

"Hey, don't worry," Gideon soothed. "You don't have to go if you don't want to."

Pacifica stood and began to pace causing glitter to rain all over the floor. "But what if they come after me? Why are they even picking on us? Why can't I just get one night of restful sleep?!"

"What's going on kids? It's a little early to yelling don't you think?" Bud said from behind them.

Pacifica turned away, embarrassed.

"Sorry dad," Gideon said. "We're going to go watch some T.V."

Before leaving, Pacifica quickly snatched up the invitation from Mabel, hoping Bud wouldn't see. The two sat down in the living room, but neither reached for the T.V. remote.

"Is Bill still haunting your dreams?"

Pacifica shook her head no. In fact, it had been a while since she had heard from that isosceles monster. Pacifica looked down at the note again and then crumpled it.

"I just wanted to spend the summer hanging out with you, Gideon." She sighed. "Like last year."

"I'm sorry, Pacifica." Gideon looked away. "If I hadn't found that darn book, then none of this would have happened."

"Why don't you just give it to him?" Pacifica said, stating the obvious solution.

"It's complicated now."

Pacifica felt like he was holding something back. She didn't want to push him so instead she changed the subject.

"Hey Gideon, I've been meaning to ask you, who is that?" she pointed at a picture that hung above the fish tank. Gideon looked up and smiled.

"That's my mom. She died shortly after I was born."

"I'm so sorry." Pacifica tried to comfort him, but he brushed it off.

"I didn't know her before, so I'm not too sad about it. My dad has always been 'parent' enough for me. He told me she was a good person."

"She's beautiful. Now I see where you get you good looks," Pacifica said and cracked a joking smile at Gideon.

He blushed a bit and gently pushed her. "Oh, you don't mean that."

"Hey kids! Get ready! I'm opening the shop in five minutes!" Bud yelled from the Kitchen.

Pacifica and Gideon ran back upstairs to get ready for the day, the invitation forgotten for the moment. Pacifica decided that today she would wear her favorite t-shirt, the one with the llama playing golf on the front. She tied her hair up in a high ponytail and admired her appearance in the full length mirror in her borrowed room. No. Today she was going to have fun and forget about that happened before.

She ran back downstairs to help unpack mystery shack merchandise, while Gideon helped his dad with the tours.

Little did she know, the Mystery twins could see their every movement.

"That shirt is positively hideous!" she said, laughing to herself. "Dipper come look at this."

Dipper laid down on his bed, reading the journal, while Mabel looked into a small mirror that portrayed Pacifica unpacking boxes of Mr. Gleeful's bobble head.

"No thanks," he said before he let out a yawn.

"Hey kids!" Grunkle Stan yelled from behind their locked door. "Get ready! The show starts in twenty!"

Dipper rubbed his eyes. He had been up most of the night double checking his research about the demon. Bill tore up the shed since they chained him there. Dipper was surprised their great uncle hadn't heard the racket and checked it out by now. Then again, that shed held memories of his no good, backstabbing, good for nothing twin brother Ford, so Dipper was relieved that the hatred for his brother probably killed the old man's curiosity. Meanwhile, Mabel had been asking the demon questions non-stop. He finally gave her a mirror that would show her anyone she wanted to see, so she would leave him alone.

"Sure thing Grunkle Stan!" Mabel yelled back through the door. Then she whispered, "You cranky old bag of-"

"Come on, Mabel! We have things to do," Dipper said, putting on his suit and magic tie.

Mabel nodded her head and strapped on her flashy headband. She was excited for tonight. It had been a while since she's hung out with her girls, and now they had a new toy, um, friend to play with. Mabel took another glance at the mirror before following her brother out of the room.

"Today, I'm going to have fun," she said with an evil grin.

The door of their room closed slowly, then the mirror began to float. An image of an angry Bill can be seen on the glass.