Insomnia
Dipper sat by the lake, Pacifica on his shoulder. In another life, they might just have made it.
Keeps me up at night
Mabel and Wendy were on the roof, making out. In another life, they might just have been happy.
I sleep on the wrong side
Dipper and Pacifica, so many plans for the future. She'd wanted to run away with him, to live her life with him, to be one with him. He'd loved her, and would have given anything for her.
From what I've seen
Mabel and Wendy, an unexpected start leading up to what might have been an uneasy journey. The new couple would have had so many challenges to overcome, but they would have done it together.
You're quite the wandering kind.
Dipper saw himself, quite a few years in the future. Pacifica was holding his hand, with her other over her belly. Could it be? She was pregnant! He smiled, tears in his eyes. If only he could have lived it.
How long have you known
Pacifica Northwest looked onto a life she envied. She knew it didn't make any sense, envying herself, but it persisted. Dipper and her, with two lovely blonde twins. A boy, and a girl. They were beautiful, better than anything she could ever have wanted. Tears rolled down her face, as she angrily slammed the screen keeping her from touching them, holding them.
I've had my eyes on you
Mabel Pines was greeted with the sight of her brother, visiting her and Wendy. He wasn't alone; a beautiful, slender blonde woman. Pacifica Northwest; Pacifica Pines now. Two young children were running to hug their aunts. She smiled, her eyes wet with both joy and sorrow. She remembered when she was that age.
Seen you in these halls
Wendy saw herself with a Pines twin, but not the one she'd seen herself with three years ago. Wendy Corduroy-Pines. She loved it; she hated it for not letting her live it. She would still be a Corduroy-Pines, just not the one she wanted to be. Yes, they'd love each other, but the Wendy she was now didn't. It could never be real.
"Why are you showing us these things?"
"Oh, isn't it simple?" Bill asked. "I want you to see what you could have had, what I'm talking from you."
Dipper shot awake. He quickly checked beside him, only to sigh in relief at the sight of Pacifica Northwest laying there. He checked above in the attic, relaxing when he saw Wendy and Mabel both asleep. He was scared; the dreams had been getting more frequent, as if counting down to some impending apocalypse. Dipper sighed, lying back next to Pacifica. He loved her, that much he knew.
They'd decided to go to the lake again, given that that was where they fell in love. It was his idea, wanting to spend as much time with her as he could. He still hadn't told her about the dreams; maybe because he didn't want it to be real. He sighed.
"Dipper!"
He turned to see Mabel walking towards him, along with someone he hadn't seen in three years. Someone he knew confirmed what he'd seen before. Getting up, Dipper confronted the time traveller, despite knowing why he was here.
"This timeline... It's not what it should be. Your lives have changed from what they should have been."
Dipper already knew what was happening.
"You're... Not... Taking... Her... From... Me."
He was choking, with tears in his eyes.
"Why, what's going on?"
Pacifica had followed him after the argument. The time traveller turned towards her, and told her.
"You and Dipper were never supposed to end up together. The timeline corrupted. It was supposed to be Dipper and Wendy; you died just two days before he came back."
She stood in shock at what she had just heard.
"I'm... I'm dead? And... I was never with Dipper?"
Both Dipper and Pacifica had tears rolling down their faces, with Mabel's eyes wet.
"Who decides this? We're happy now, why can't we just be left alone?"
"Good question, Pine Tree."
Dipper heard the voice in the back of his head. Bill Cipher, coming back to taunt him again.
"Tried to warn you, kid. Maybe if you listened to me, your girlfriend would have an actual future."
"So, what happens now?"
Blendin read out of a manual, giving a generic answer.
"Your timeline will be erased, and nothing you do matters. In fact, I'm only here as a courtesy, because I owe both of you. Cherish your time, because technically you have none. I'm going to stay here for 24 hours, and then I'm going back to reset the timeline. Good luck, kids."
Dipper and Pacifica went back to the hotel. If it was their last night together, they wanted to make it count. They sat on the terrace, watching their final sunset.
"Dipper - This is probably my last night on earth." She looked him in the eye. "Let's make it a good one."
He smiled, despite his sadness.
"Pacifica - No matter what, I love you." His voice was slightly hoarse, but he kept going. "And, since I won't get another chance..." He reached into his pocket.
"Pacifica Northwest, will you marry me?"
She laughed.
"How long have you had that?"
"Got it this morning. Wasn't planning to propose soon, but I guess that doesn't matter much now."
"If, somehow, we make it through this, I'll marry you, Dipper Pines."
She took his hand, leading him to the bedroom.
"For now... Let's see how much you love me," she teased, biting her lip and removing her top; as if she could forget her impending death by drowning herself in him.
Wendy and Mabel sat on the roof, discussing their future. Or, more accurately, their lack of one.
"So, in this alternate timeline; the one we're supposed to be in, I ended up with Dipper?"
"That's what I was told." She took a breath. "Also, Pacifica's dead. She took her own life. That's why Dipper's so upset, because resetting the timeline will kill her."
Wendy was shocked by the revelation.
"Shit, man. That'd fuck me up."
She paused.
"What does this mean for, well, you and me? I mean, we won't be together any more-"
"That doesn't matter," interrupted Mabel. "We're here now, and only now. I say we seal the deal."
Taking her hand, Mabel led Wendy to the bedroom, bolting the door shut.
"I've been waiting a long time for this." Wendy grinned, pulling off the plaid shirt she had worn for so long.
They lay on the bed, both slightly out of breath.
"That was..." Mabel gasped.
"Amazing? Great?"
She laughed.
"Something like that. I - just - wow."
"Yeah, I've had some practice." Wendy giggled.
"It's strange to think that in just a few hours, it'll be you and my brother doing that."
Wendy looked at Mabel.
"Dude, total buzzkill."
"Still, you can't help wondering, will we remember?"
"God, I hope not. If I really do end up fucking your brother, that's going to be a very uncomfortable thought."
Mabel laughed, punching her in the arm.
"But seriously, though, if one of us remembers..."
"We'll tell the other what happened."
They both smiled, knowing that what they were planning for was impossible. Neither would let it on to the other, wanting to keep their hopes up.
Dipper watched the clock count down on the screen. They'd called Wendy and Mabel over, wanting to spend their final moments with their friends. Pacifica had dressed herself into the purple dress she had worn when she'd become friends with Dipper, wanting to remind herself of those days she'd enjoyed, the days she'd fallen in love with him.
Wendy and Mabel opened the door together. The clock had 30 minutes left, and the sky was a pale blue mixed with hints of orange. They noticed Dipper and Mabel on the terrace, with a bucket of ice and drinks between them. Pacifica was wearing her old sunglasses; she'd been crying but even now attempted to maintain appearances. Dipper was in his jeans and hoodie, looking glum about what he knew was about to happen.
"Mind if we join you?"
He turned to face his sister, wearing a bittersweet smile.
"Sure, the more the merrier."
They sat in a circle, telling stories about that summer. They were trying not to cry, but it was no use. Pacifica was on Dipper's shoulder, arms around him for the last time.
"Well, everyone... It's been a pleasure to know you." He turned to Pacifica, technically his fiancé. "I love you, Paz."
"I love you too, Pines."
Wendy and Mabel looked at each other.
"Do you think-"
"Now or never."
"Wendy Corduroy, I love you."
"Mabel Pines, -"
She never finished the sentence. Instantly, blue flames erupted from every atom in every cell of their bodies. Dipper and Pacifica had one final kiss as their bodies were engulfed.
He sat by the lake, where she'd died. He wasn't supposed to remember any of this. He'd never said anything, because nobody else had asked. Watching the sunset, Dipper Pines took out an orange container and smiled bitterly. It was his fault, and it was time to pay for his sin.
Thank you for reading!
There will not be a sequel or continuation.
I look forward to writing future Gravity Falls FanFiction.
Alphetekk
