Mabel flipped through Journal 3 and found the page Dipper referred to.

"He's having some kind of seizure!" Pacifica screamed. Gideon went through Journal 1 just as fast.

What was her brother thinking? She remembered his story of how they went into Stan's mind, but that didn't happen here. Who knows if that spell even works in this dimension.

"I'm not finding anything!" Gideon stammered. "I've looked through all of these!"

"Fiddleford!" Pacifica screamed "Do something!"

The computer screen turned on and Fiddleford seemed to be fretting about.

"Hook him up to that table over there and let me get a peek into his noggin." Filleford said. Gideon, Mabel and Pacifica laid him down on a table. Pacifica deftly attached the EKG wires and plugged them into a wall panel.

"You done this before?" Mabel asked.

"I did this countless times to Fiddleford while we developed the system. he can monitor what's' going on, but what did Dipper do?"

"He went into Billeah's mind" Mabel said. She hugged herself looking at her brother. Pacifica started an IV and injected him with a sedative. "You're… really good at that."

"It's not the first time I've had to run an IV for my husband. I don't like people to know it, but I do have a nursing degree. I figured someone needs to patch him up." Pacifica said while she checked his blood pressure.

"Is he going to be okay?" Mabel asked. She looked down to the page Dipper told her to look at and didn't understand what he wanted. It was all in Stan's code. She wished she took more of an interest in the journals like her brother did and paid attention when he was explaining how to read them.

"Your brother has pulled through countless reckless endeavors." Pacifica snapped. "You'd have known that if you've been around."

Mabel's chest hurt from her sharp jab. She set the book down and moved to sit at a chair. Gideon looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there.

"I'm sorry." Mabel said.

"Of course you are…" Pacifica said flatly "After all this time, finally realizing the lengths your brother goes through to protect and help you. Not that I have any say in it. Not that I can even think about living a normal life with my husband."

Pacifica slammed her fist into the wall.

"He's always doing this! For you and for her!" She screamed and pointed to Billeah. "I'm always third in his world!"

Mabel moved to get up and give her sister-in-law a hug, but the icy daggers Pacifica shot at her warned her away.

"Why don't you go and check on Tyrone? I'll let you know if there's any change." She said dryly.

"Candy's watching TV with him…" Mabel said.

"Can't you get it through your thick head!" Pacifica screamed. "GET OUT!"

Mabel clutched Journal 3 to her chest and retreated to the elevator with Gideon close behind her. Mabel watched Pacifica burrowing her face in Dipper's chest and sobbing as the elevator doors closed.


Dipper didn't know what to expect. All he saw was white. There was no up or down, no real orientation. He just felt a sense of calming peace wash over him.

"Bill, you here?" Dipper shouted. He knew he was in Billeah's mind. The question was; was it Her's or Bill's.

Dipper closed his eyes and thought of his tiny cousin. He felt someone tug from behind him. Slowly he turned around and saw Billeah looked up at him.

She was just like he remembered her when they were fifteen. Her hair was in pigtails with her curly golden locks spiraling down. She still had her eyepatch, and standard lacy victorian clothing with black and white bee striped leggings.

"Where are we?" She asked.

"Hey." Dipper said softly. "You remember who I am?"

Billeah shook her head no.

"I can't… There's too much to see, so I had to shut it all down." Billeah said. "Who are you?"

Dipper smiled and pulled his hair back to reveal his birthmark. Billeah stared at it quizzically. Dipper sighed, and imagined his old pine tree hat, and put it on.

"Pine...tree?" Billeah said. "My… pinetree! You came back!"

Dipper was immediately attacked with a tight hug. He didn't notice when a grassy knoll showed up, but he was tackled into the grass. Billeah laughed and giggled kissing his cheeks and burrowing her face in his chest.

"Pinetree, you're here! You're here!" She said. Dipper wrapped his arms around her and held her as close as he could.

"I never left you." He whispered.

"And you never will." She whispered. "Never leave me again."

"Billeah...' Dipper started.

"No! You're here now, you're with me! I won't let you go. I'm so lonely here! It's all empty. I can't see anything! I can't remember anything! It's all locked away. If I look, I feel like I'm going to explode."

"It's been twenty years. I'm trying to allow you to see everything, but it's taking a long time. I'm trying to set you free. I just… I needed to see you, to let you know I'm still out there trying to save you."

"You can't leave me." Billeah whispered. "Please, don't leave me alone."

"Billeah, so much has happened. Stan and Grandpa are gone. Pacifica and I are going to have twins, Mabel is with us. We all miss you and want you back with us. I wanted to see if you can think of anything to help us make that happen? Any idea on what Rick did to you that we can reverse it?"

Billeah shook her head no.

"Billeah, we need to know." Dipper said. Billeah shook her head no.

"You're going to leave me. I don't want you to go!" She said with a hiccup.

"Just tell me and I'll stay for a little while… and I'll try to come visit more, now that I know how to come and see you.' Dipper said and kissed her forehead.

"Promise?" Billeah asked.

"Just for a little while." Dipper said. "I have to go home, Everyone needs their Pinetree."

"I need my Pinetree. I... love my Pinetree." Billeah said. She looked up at Dipper and her face turned red, she burrowed it into his chest. Dipper stroked her head and shushed her.

"I love my Billeah, too." he whispered. He pulled her up to lay in the crook of his arm and stared up at the white sky. He imagined the blue skies at home with various clouds and shaped a tree on top of the gnoll in his mind.

"So… can you tell me?" Dipper asked. Billeah nodded.

"Can… I ask for one more thing?" Billeah said. "Something… selfish?"

"You can ask." Dipper said absently running his fingers through her hair.

"I… I can't ask." Billeah said with a squeak. "It's… not fair."

"We're in our own world, you can ask me anything." Dipper said. To his surprise, she sat up and looked around at the serene place he created for the two of them.

"This… is for us?" Billeah said. Dipper nodded.

"Even if I go, I made this for you. You have your pine tree behind you standing tall. you can never get lost, because you can always see your pine tree and follow it back here." Dipper said.

Billeah looked down at him with a smile She leaned over and pressed her lips to Dipper's Dipper wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him.

"I'm sorry." Billeah whispered and kissed him again. "I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry."

"It's ok… just tell me." Dipper whispered, he caressed her tiny face and wiped away a tear..

"Okay…" Billeah said. A sly grin came over her face. "Just… one more."


"He's stabilized" Fiddleford said. Pacifica sat up from her husband's stomach and nodded. "I can't really see inside his noggin, he's not really in there. I never was able to get inside the amber, so he might be in there"

"Ok… we just… wait for him to come home." Pacifica said. She stood up and walked in front of the sleeping Billeah. "You hear that? You need to let my husband come home! He's given up so much for you. Don't you take him away from me. Don't think I didn't notice how you felt about him."

Pacifica slammed her fist on the amber.

"Fiddleford, call me when there's a change… any change. I… I need to go talk to Mabel."

Fiddleford gave her a salute. Pacifica gave her husband a kiss and headed to the elevator.


Mabel sent Candy home. She sat in Dipper's reading room and absently flipped through the pages of Journal 3. Her brother obsessed over this book and it was what drove them to this point. She smiled at the picture of the gnomes, remembering her first week with her Grunkle.

"Knock Knock." Gideon said. Mabel didn't even look up. "Wow… that was intense. Like… ouch, what was that all about?"

"Go away." Mabel said.

"I get it… I get it. just thought… you wanted someone to talk to." Gideon said. "Pacifica can be quite… snippy? Is… is that a good word to use?"

"Down right friggin ice bitch." Mabel said. "I mean… I know what I did was wrong, and she's been so nice to me about the whole thing, and I knew… I knew that she resented me."

"Did you really think she wouldn't? I mean… I may not have been around you guys the last four years, but I did find out most of what happened from the Stans." Gideon said. He sat down next to Mabel and pulled the book away from her. "It was this page?"

Mabel nodded, Gideon poured over the texts.

"This… doesn't make much sense. It has the spell he used. Oh… I see!" Gideon said.

"What?" Mabel leaned over.

"This line here, it translates to the abilities you get inside. Basically you can control the reality with your imagination. All he has to do is imagine himself out. He'll be ok, as long as he can remember that. Since he's already done this, I'm sure he'll be able to leave when he wants too." Gideon said with a grin.

Mabel couldn't help herself and gave Gideon a big hug. His pasty face turned bright red.

"Don't look too much into that." Mabel said, wiping away a tear.

"So…" Gideon said.

"So…" Mabel said, looking at the book.

"You and Candy? Honestly didn't see that one coming." he said with a chuckle.

"Don't be a pig." Mabel said.

"No.. no… It's all good. Girl power and all." Gideon said with a chuckle.

"It's not like that." Mabel said. "See, all the time after the accident with Tyrone, I've done nothing but take care of him. Not many guys wanted to stick around with a crazy girl with a catatonic brother."

"Yeah, I can see where that would hinder a relationship." Gideon said.

"But Candy never minded, she helped and understood. After Grenda and Marius got married, it was just the two of us." Mabel said.

"I'm sorry." Gideon said. "I'm sorry I was such a little turd all those years. I did see something special in you, and I wished I went about things different. And all those guys who pushed you away, well they're jerks."

"Thanks." Mabel said. "You're still not getting a date."

"Ha…" Gideon said. "Good one."

There was a knock behind them, Mabel and Gideon turned around to see Pacifica standing in the doorway. Her eyes were red and puffy, dark streaks of mascara left trails where she'd wiped tears away.

"Can I talk to you alone?" She asked. Gideon took the hint and left, carrying the journal. Pacifica reached out her hand, and Gideon gave it to her and scurried off.

"He figured out what Dipper was trying to say." Mabel said.

"Well the little psychopath proved to be useful for once." Pacifica said and sat down.

"Dipper was trying to say he can alter the mindscape he went to by imagining things, so he should be able to will his way back to us any time." Mabel said.

"That's good. Fiddleford is keeping an eye on him. he'll call me if there's any change to his condition. I just… needed to see you." Pacifica said.

"You don't need to worry about me." Mabel said.

"Yes… I do. You're my sister, and I said some terrible things." Pacifica said.

"You said what you were feeling, what you've been keeping inside while you placated me. I needed to hear it and you needed to say it." Mabel said. "I won't lie, it hurt really, really bad. It messed me up so much that I was comforted by Gideon!"

"Ouch." Pacifica said.

"Yeah." Mabel said. "I think the little freak still likes me too."

"Eww." Pacifica said.

"Yeah." Mabel grinned.

Pacifica's phone buzzed.

"We gotta go." Pacifica said.


Dipper's eyes slowly opened and the golden light of his secret room filled his view.

"How.. long?" dipper asked.

"About six hours." Mabel said. He felt a cool compress on his forehead. "You're an idiot."

"I… think we all know that." Dipper said. Pacifica held a straw to his lips and he drank some cool water.

"So?" Mabel asked. "Did you see her?"

"She's… trapped. Whatever Rick did was too much, she put up walls around her overmind. It was like an endless sea of white. She had no idea how long it had been, no sense of time. She was so alone." Dipper said.

"Did she say how we can help her?" Pacifica asked. Dipper detected a slight annoyed tone in her voice. "I just want to make sure your weekly near death experience was fruitful."

"Yeah… yeah she did. The computer plan can work, but to fix what Rick has done to her, we need to enlist the aid of another cosmic being." Dipper said. When Pacifica was going to ask, he held up his hand and closed his eyes. His mind raced, full of intention of what he was going to do when a flash of light erupted behind them.

"ARE YOU CRAZY!" Blenden shrieked. "Can't you just.. I don't know, stick a note in a tree or something? STOP TRYING TO GET ME FIRED!"

"What?" Mabel asked.

"I still have the broken time tape. I devised a plan to release the specs for it to Caltech, and write a paper on time travel, under Blendin's name." Dipper said with a grin.

"DO you know how many alarms went off when you did that? I couldn't get here fast enough!" Blendin said. He looked visibly out of breath. Blendin took a seat and looked around the room. "What… have you been doing?"

"Are you before or after the incident?" Dipper asked.

"You mean when you got me shot?" Blandin said. "Yes… it was painful and I lived. You never called or followed up with me, just… left me for dead I guess. Keep this up and I'll start to think you're just using me."

"Well.. I wanted to ask you two things. One, can you get me access to 30th century quantum technology? And two, We need to melt the Time Baby from his arctic prison.".

Blendin's face went from panic to terror.