"Grandpa, come back!" FJ called, running as fast as he could, which wasn't very fast, since he never had been very athletic. As soon as the elevator door had opened, McGucket had ran out of it, like it was on fire! FJ had followed him up the stairs and was now trying to catch up with his grandfather, who was running down the twisted halls, opening and closing random doors!

"Grandpa!" FJ called again, but it was like he couldn't get through to him, at all!

"I've gotta get outta here! Exit! Where are ya?!" McGucket screamed, as he opened another door, and then continued further down the hall and down a long staircase. FJ could feel a side stitch coming, and he knew that he couldn't keep running much longer, but he couldn't just let him get away. Heck, what if Bill found him? FJ didn't even dare to think of what that could lead to... No he had to think of a way, to stop him. "Come on, FJ, think, darn it!" He told himself.

According to Dipper, everything you could think of, was possible inside the mindscape. Which meant that it should be possible for him to come up with something, that would make it possible for him to catch up with his grandfather.

Catch... Of course!

Still running, he imagined a lariat. "Come on, FJ, you only get one shot at this, so you better do it right!"

He started swinging it over his head, and then threw it. The noose flew through the air and somehow, to FJ's surprise, it landed around McGucket! FJ instantly pull the rope, making his grandfather fall back and land on his behind.

"No! Let me out! I've gotta get out of here!" McGucket screamed, as FJ pulled him backwards. "My mind! I don't wanna lose my mind!"

"Grandpa!" FJ said, but McGucket kept wailing about loosing his mind.

FJ put his hand on his shoulders. "Grandpa, look at me!" McGucket finally went quiet, and looked at his grandson. "You have to calm down."

"FJ... I don't wanna go back to being a crazy old hillbilly."

FJ, who was already panting form the chase, gasped when he realized that his grandfather's eyes were starting to get wet from tears! "Grandpa, I..." he began, not really knowing what to say. "Come on, FJ pull yourself together!" "You won't!"

"Won't I?"

"No! That's not who you are anymore...!"

"I don't know... What is... I'm not sure if..." McGucket's eyes were flickering, like he was still trying to escape.

"Grandpa, please, listen!" FJ said. "I know that the sight of the portal made a lot of bad memories come back, and that you just want to forget them. But they are in the past, they can't hurt you anymore, as long as you don't let them."

"I don't know if I can..."

"I know you can!" FJ almost yelled. Normally he would say that he was in control of his emotions, but right now he had to fight not to lose it, from seeing his grandpa like this. "You are Fiddleford Hadron McGucket!"

"That's what I thought too, back then..."

"You're stronger than you were back then!" FJ felt his own eyes getting wet too... The old man seemed so fragile, and down right scared. "But you can't keep running... you have to accept that, that was who you once were and let it go!"

McGucket hesitated, while FJ, who was still holding his hands on his grandfather's shoulders, panted heavily. "Ya, really believe that I can do that...?"

"Of course, I do. As long as you fight for who you are, no one can take that away from you."

"Thank you, FJ. I think, I'm gonna be okay now," McGucket said with a weak smile. FJ untied the robe and hugged his grandpa. "Now, come on. We better find the others, before..."

"Before what?" a high-pitched voice sounded.

FJ and McGucket looked around but they couldn't see him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt this adorable moment, between the two of you!"

o*o*o*

"All right, so let me see if I get this straight," Stan said, pinching the bridge of his nose. Dipper and Mabel had once told him about the time they had defeated Bill inside his mind, and he had laughed at the story, thinking that it was entertaining, but he had never in his wildest imagination, dreamed that this was what it was like. Even for a guy who had lived in Gravity falls most of his life, this was just too weird.

It was one thing to be inside your own mind, and hook down a dream-demon to save your family, while you practically die in the process. But having most of your family and friends walking around inside your mind, to defeat the same demon, while they were able to see all of your memories... That just seemed like too much weirdness for one day.

Speaking of... Why was this so different from when he defeated Bill, single-handed? As he remembered it - even after having his mind erased - it was like a huge void, with only one room. Stan had assumed that that was just what his mind was like, since he never used it much, but seeing it now... seemed like he wasn't just some empty-headed knucklehead, after all... "Brian summoned Bill and he is stuck inside my mind?"

"Yep," Dipper answered, and opened another door to another memory, only to conclude that FJ or McGucket weren't in there either. He really hoped that they hadn't strayed into one of Stan's memories, but they had to check, to make sure.

As usual, Stan put up the tough-guy facade, but truth to be told, he had at least a couple of memories he didn't want the others to see. "So you guys used a spell to follow him into my mind, to find me, so we can use that Cipher-wheel-thing?"

"That is correct," Ford said.

"But now ya've lost, Fiddle one and two, so they are running around inside my head?"

"Yes, and we have to find them before Bill does!" Mabel said.

"Don't worry, I promise that we'll find them," Dipper said.

"How? This place is like a maze," Stan said.

Dipper gave him an angry look. "There is nothing to worry about. Both of them are smart enough to find their way around." He prayed silently that he was right. He didn't want to worry Mabel, but he feared for what would happen if FJ and McGucket ran into Bill... or if they did, for that matter. They had no choice, but walking around until they would find them.

Dipper had also started to wonder what would happen, if the sedation, McGucket had shot Stan with, wore of before they managed to get out of here. Would Bill be in control? Or would Gruncle Stan, now that he was free of his ID? And what would happen to the rest of them, if he woke up? Would they end up out side Stan's mind? Dipper could only hope that they wouldn't find out…

"Is it just, me or does everything seems to get darker and darker around here?" Pacifica asked.

She was right. Everything around them had seemed pretty bright but since they had walked down the last staircase, everything seemed to become, more grey and nearly black, around them as they walked further down hall...

"Yeah..." Dipper mumbled. "I wonder why..."

"Because we're in the part of the mind, with all the sad memories, dummy," Robbie said.

"And what makes you so sure about that, huh?" Wendy growled.

"Uh duh; Dark colors symbolizes sadness and depression."

Now that Dipper thought about it, the last couple of memories he had seen were pretty sad. Hopefully they wouldn't come across the one where Stan was kicked out, or Ford was shoved into the portal...

"Erh... I don't know about ya'll, but I say that we get out of here, fellas!" Gideon said.

"No! Not without FJ and McGucket!" Mabel said.

"Well I suggest that we go through this part as fast as possible," Ford said. This part of his brother's mind made ham feel very uncomfortable, sad even. It almost felt like the few times Stan had been crying when they were kids, and Ford had tried to comfort him.

Stan opened another door to one of his memories, and felt his heart drop. Shit! This was exactly one of those memories, he didn't want the kids to see! But before he managed to close it again, a heart-rending cry sound from the memory and trough the hall.

"Mom?!" Mabel yelled, recognizing her mother's cry. Both of the twins rushed to the door, opening it wide. They saw a younger version of gruncle Stan, who looked like he was around his late forties, sitting in the back of a church, looking very sad. It was a funeral. The church was filled with people, flowers and tears...

The twin's eyes quickly found their mother, who was crying on the top of a closed coffin. A younger version of their father was patting her back, in an attempt to comfort her, but the tears were running down his cheeks as well.

"This must be grandpa's funeral," Dipper said, putting a hand on his sister's shoulder.

"But... isn't that grandpa?" Mabel asked and pointed at a man, who had now walked up to Patricia and Brian.

"You're right..." Dipper said. Their grandfather had died, when they were only three years old, so they only remembered him from pictures, but that was definitely him!

"But... who died then?" Mabel looked around and her eyes caught on a picture of a young boy, that couldn't be much older than 7 years old, who looked a lot, like Dipper. Under the picture was written: "In memories of Jeremy Pines. You will never be forgotten"

"Who's Jeremy Pines?" Dipper asked quietly. Both of them looked at gruncle Stan, who was watching the memory with a sad look. He sighted and said: "Kids... there is something, that I... We… probably should've told ya..."

The others had gradually gathered around the door.

"You see, erh... I don't really know how to put this... erm..." Stan said and scratched the back of his head, not looking at them. "You have to understand that...erh..."

"Understand what?" Dipper asked frustrated. Why was his mother crying about this boy? And why did he have a feeling that he was suppose to know about him?

Stan kept hesitating, and Dipper looked at great uncle Ford, who was standing a few steps away from his brother, but he just shrugged in response, being just as clueless and confused as Dipper and Mabel were feeling.

"Gruncle Stan, who is Jeremy?" Dipper tried again, this time raising his voice.

"Jeremy was... your older brother."

Almost the whole group gasped, looking at Stan, while the others just stared at him, in shock.

"What!?" Dipper exclaimed.

"Bu... But we don't have an older brother!" Mabel said.

"Yeah, you did, pumpkin..." Stan said. "He died long before you were born."

"No..." Mabel said, tears were filling her eyes. It couldn't be true... It just couldn't!

"Mabel, listen..." Stan began. "We thought that it would be for the best, if you didn't know..."

"No!" Mabel yelled and covered her ears. Tears were now running down her cheeks! "NO!"

Suddenly a big pink hamster-ball surrounded her, pushing everyone, including Dipper, Stan and Ford away.

"Mabel!" she heard someone call, but she turned around and ran, as fast as she could, away from the memory, away from her... Brother... An older brother... who had died... who no one had told them about...

It was all just too much for her to handle... She had to get out, she had to get away! She ran, as fast as she could through the twisted halls, up and down the staircases… But no matter how much further away, she came from the others, she couldn't run from it... The image of her crying parents kept flashing before her eyes... the coffin... the picture of Jeremy... Her big brother, who was dead. Who she was never gonna meet, because he had been taken away, before she was even born... it wasn't fair... It just wasn't fair!

Mabel stopped running. Tears were still running from her eyes, as she sat down, leaning against the wall, gasping for air. She made a large, grey sweater, which she curled herself up in and started sobbing loud and uncontrollably.

"Mabel?" a familiar voice sounded, outside from "Sweater Town". She pulled down the turtleneck and saw FJ sitting in front of her.

"FJ!" she exclaimed and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly. She looked around, but she didn't see McGucket anywhere. "Where is your grandpa?"

"Oh... I'm still looking for him..." FJ explained. "But what about the others? Where are they?"

"I.. I ran away from them..." Mabel began. Suddenly she realized what a huge mistake she had made. This was a perfect chance for Bill to get to her! "Oh no, we've got to get back to them!"

She got to her feet, but FJ grabbed her hand, preventing her from running. "Wait. First you tell me what is wrong," he said.

Mabel's eyes got filled with tears again. "Oh FJ... I just found out that I have... Or I don't have... because... because…!"

"Easy, easy now," FJ said and cupped her face with his hands, wiping her tears away, with his thumbs. "It will be alright. Shh, it will be alright." He leaned closer, until his lips were pressed against hers.

Mabel kissed him back, but for some reason, it felt wrong... Something was wrong!

She pulled back, but he wrapped his arms around her.

"FJ..." she began, but her throated constrict and her heart dropped to the bottom of her stomach, when she opened her eyes and looked at him. He was smiling widely, and his eyes were glowing yellow, with squared pupils!

He opened his mouth and the high-pitched voice said: "What's the matter, Shooting star?"