AN: HEY I'M BACK! WOOT, WOOT!

Yeah, sorry for being gone for a while…I had no internet and I was playing around with digital art… (I'm still suck at it XD)

To answer the question of Roxanna Rose…

*sly grin*

And to flying unicorn, your comment made me laugh, BUT I cannot kill Stanford off; he's kind of important to the plot, sorry…at least not yet…*Cheshire Cat grin*.

Anyway, moving on, here's the chapter you all were waiting for! Enjoy! *wink*

…C-I-P-H-E-R…

Chapter Thirty-Seven: I Missed You

Matthew's eye widened in horror as he felt pain explode through his head. He saw memories flash through his brain.

He felt a lump form in his throat as he thought of all the things he didn't do and would never do; he never said good-bye to his siblings, he'd never get to be the smartest kid at West Tech, never continue his relationship with Wendy or see his parents ever again…

As soon as Matthew silently collapsed to the ground his world became grey scale.

"Huh?" Matthew demanded, standing in the Dreamscape.

"Wow!" Bill laughed as he circled Matthew, twirling his cane casually. "Dramatic thoughts! I gotta applaud you for that, Welcome Matt. Some people wish they could've won the lottery or something, but you? You were thinking of loved ones…though now that I think of it…kind of corny."

"Wait…how am I here?" Matthew said slowly.

"What do you mean how are you here?" Bill demand incredulously. "Did Fordsy blow out some of your brain cells? I hope not, I need a fully functioning king."

Matthew was about to open his mouth to respond, when Bill spoke again. "How about you go get back at old Sixer for shooting you through the skull?! That'll be fun! AHAHA!"

"Even if I could do that—and believe me I do want to but…Stan needs Ford home…I don't know what'll happen if all his work was in vain…" Matthew muttered and Bill rolled his eye.

"Yeesh, kid, tone it down with the corny-ness, will you?" Bill said.

"Besides, how would I get back at Ford anyway? Aren't I— I don't know, dead?" Matthew asked.

Bill paused, staring at Matthew with a lowered lid as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You serious, Mad Hatter? You actually think you're dead?"

"Um…yes?"

Bill spluttered incoherently before exclaiming, "How could you be dead?!"

"Is that a trick question?" Matthew asked.

Bill face palmed and rubbed his eye lids. as he multiplied into two.

"Even I don't know kid!" Bill's copy said as the original Bill continued muttering and rubbing his eyelids. Bill made another copy of himself. "You know, maybe it's because…"

He floated over to the original Bill and copy Bill and whispered something Matthew couldn't hear. The two other Bills' eye widened.

"…and you know being an alternate universe…" Bill Three went back to whispering.

Original Bill glared. "WHAT?!"

"Uh…I don't…what's going on here?" Matthew asked with an annoyed frown.

The three Bills looked at Matthew before they exploded in light, one Bill remaining. "Well, I just got disturbing news from myself," he said straightening his bow tie. "This will not bode well with D Man."

"And that would be…what? And why are you treating me like an idiot? You didn't even know yourself!" Matthew said.

"I had a theory, and I proved it right…I mean I think it's right…" Bill squinted and hummed before shrugging. "Anyway, I would tell you kid, but I think it'll be funnier for you to figure out on your own! Ha! Anyway, I'm going to taunt Fordsy, LATER LOSER!"

Matthew's eye snapped open and he grunted in pain as his skull thrummed with pain as his eye readjusted to the rainforest environment.

What the heck was Bill talking about?

He shook his head, wincing at the pain before pointing at the head wound, covering it with a bandage. Knowing his other self, he was probably messing with his head.

Or was he?

Matthew got up on shaking legs, crashing against the rock Ford had pinned him to, waiting for the dizziness to subside.

He had to admit, he was recovering a lot quicker than he though he should be…which was weird.

Though his musings were ended when he heard a familiar scream.

Matthew sighed. So, the idiot scientist got himself into trouble.

…C-I-P-H-E-R…

As Ford pulled the trigger and saw Matthew's eye widened in shock and horror, several emotions went through his head.

He had finally rid the world of Bill Cipher, had finally got revenge on the creature that had ruined his life.

But something was tugging at him as he watched the body collapse to the ground.

What was he going to tell me? Should I have waited?

No, he was trying to trick you. He deserved what he got.

Then why did he feel so sick to his stomach?

Ford sighed, sheathing his gun and walking away, continuing to feel doubt gnawing at his insides.

Ignore it. He told himself as he pressed forward, shoving leaves out of the way. He deserved what he got! Who knows how many people he screwed over?

Ford looked up as the sun dipped beneath the clouds. He decided to call it a night as he lay against a tree, his thoughts once more travelling to the pale face of "Matthew Pines", his eyes closed and his blonde hair matted with blood.

The world then lost its color Ford sucking in a sharp breath as he recognized what this was.

"No…how?" Ford whispered.

His question was answered by the all too familiar shrill laughter of his long-time foe.

"Well, well, well, well, well, well, well!" Bill laughed as he exploded in front of the old man. "Hey, Fordsy! Long time no see, eh?"

"Bill Cipher…" Ford said, as if in a daze.

But…that couldn't be right. He killed Bill, Matthew was Bill! He admitted it! He couldn't've possibly made a mistake!

But then…why was he here?

"Whoa there! Your mind is moving a mile a minute!" Bill laughed as he floated towards his ex-partner. "What's the matter? Eh, Sixer?" Bill flicked Ford's nose, causing him to step back abruptly.

"You…how is this…Matthew…"

Bill gave Ford the mouthless equivalent of a smirk, an action that caused Ford's skin to crawl.

"Who knows? Maybe you…I dunno, killed your own nephew?!" Bill exploded in laughter as Ford opened and closed his mouth.

"I—he—but he admitted he was Bill! All those slip ups…this—this doesn't make any sense!"

Bill drummed his fingers together. Oh yes, he loved that look of horror and confusion on the man's face. He decided to play with it a bit more…

"Oh, he did know who I was. You see, we had a deal," Bill lied. "But when he got into the portal and crashed into you well, I knew you'd try to convince him that I was The Big Bad Triangle. So, I threatened him. If he slipped up I'd hurt his precious siblings! Love…ah…"

The more Bill spoke the more Ford began to shake. "But—then why did he say—?"

"Didn't I tell you? To keep his precious siblings safe! He covered for me so he wouldn't double-cross me, loyal, I tell yeah!" Bill said, watching with pure amusement as Ford began breathing heavily.

"You killed an innocent kid trying to keep his siblings safe! Stanford Pines, you are a monster!" Bill said, followed by his signature shrill laughter.

"They mean the world to me."

"Look…just—just let me explain—!"

"I am, but—wait!"

"Y-you're lying," Ford ground out, he glared at the demented triangle. "You're lying. He was Bill Cipher."

"If he was Bill Cipher, how am I Bill Cipher?" Bill asked slyly.

"I-I don't know but—."

"But nothing, Fordsy. Quit lying to yourself! You killed Matthew Pines and now his little siblings will never see him again…let's not forget your brother! Oh, how mad he'll be!" Bill laughed as Ford staggered backwards, clutching his face.

Bill's lying! He always lies! I didn't kill Matthew for no reason I know I didn't!

"If it makes you feel better, you might just die now!" Bill said.

"What?" Ford demanded just as he bolted awake to the sound of stampeding hooves.

Ford's head snapped towards the falling undergrowth. What looked to be a giant boar with glowing red eyes charged towards him.

Ford bolted, taking his gun out and shooting the enormous boar, the blasts bounced harmlessly off its hide and Ford cursed under his breath, making a sharp turn, going deeper into the undergrowth, the pounding of hooves following him.

As he pushed past a large fern he almost missed the chasm. A split-second decision later, he was jumping as far as his legs would allow him, screaming as he crashed into the opposite cliff, though quickly recovering and grasping on to the grass, desperately trying to find a foothold.

The boar growled from the other end of the chasm, turning away.

Ford sighed in relief until his grasp on the not-so-sturdy grass loosened.

He cried out as he tumbled down the rocky wall, spluttering out dirt and grass along the way, only for his back to slam on a ledge jutting out, knocking the wind out of his system and catching his arm in an uncomfortable angle.

He grunted in pain, gasping as he clutched his arm, leaning against the rock wall and breathing heavily.

"It's alright," Ford told himself. "You've been in worse situations than this."

He inhaled sharply when a vine exploded from the ledge, coiling around his leg.

"Spoke to soon," he muttered as the vine continued to wrap around his body. It began wrapping around his neck, causing him to gasp for breath as he struggled, although it seemed to only make the plant wrap around him faster.

The vine let go of Ford abruptly when a shower of blue flames landed on it, it coiled away like a scared animal.

"Stanford!"

Ford looked up and his jaw dropped, coming face to face with Matthew Pines, a rope around his waist, his hand outstretched. But didn't he…die?

Nothing makes sense anymore…

Deciding that now wasn't the time to ask questions, Ford grabbed Matthew's hand with his good arm, Matthew pulling him towards him and wrapping an arm around his waist. As the vine once more tried to coil after them.

"Well, let's see if this works, shall we?" Matthew muttered, squeezing the rope. Ford gasped as the rope glowed blue, tugging the two males up sharply and throwing them on the ground above.

Matthew grunted as he rolled through the grass and down a hill, crashing into a tree. He went to get up, only for Ford to crash into his stomach.

"Uh, dude, you're heavy," Matthew said getting up and rolling his shoulder. He looked down, watching Ford grimace as he put too much pressure on to his right arm.

"Here," Matthew said, kneeling and helping the man stand. "Not even going to ask how you broke that."

"It isn't broken," Ford said. "My shoulder is only a bit sprained."

"Should heal in a day or two, then," Matthew shrugged.

"Matthew."

Matthew turned. "Uh-huh?"

"You saved me…why?" Ford asked, his voice mixed with confusion and a bit of suspicion.

"Trust me, after you literally tried to murder me, I shouldn't have but…a certain con-man would be heartbroken if he lost his twin."

Ford frowned and looked down. Was Bill, right? Was Matthew just an ordinary teen who seemingly cared a lot about his family? When he looked up again, Matthew was already walking, pushing away ferns and leaves.

Ford followed him and asked, "Are you really Bill Cipher?"

"Um, yes. I admitted it, also that funky thing with the rope? Please. Only a demon could do that," Matthew said.

The blonde then turned to Ford who was wearing a confused expression on his face.

"What's up? You were pretty certain I was Bill Cipher before."

"Well, I was visited by Bill, and he said—."

"Oh, yeah, there's two of us," Matthew shrugged.

Ford stopped walking. "What?"

"It's because the Axolotl shoehorned me into another timeline."

"Who?"

Matthew cleared his throat. "Yeah…I'm going to have to tell you everything, aren't I?"

"Well, if you mean tell me why you apparently have siblings, and there are two of you, then yes," Ford said crossing his arms.

"Might wanna sit down," Matthew advised.

…C-I-P-H-E-R…

"Hey, Dipper!" Mabel called to the boy who was busy trying to sleep.

"Mabel, it's in the middle of the night—!"

"Does this sweater need more sequins?" Mabel held up a yellow sweater that said, WELCOME BACK MATT! In sequins of every colour, below the text was a picture of a top hat.

"Um, I think it's fine—."

"Hey, kids!" Stan called. "I think the portal might be ready!"

Mabel squealed in anticipation and Dipper grinned, no longer tired. They ran down the steps and met Stan at the vending machine.

"Ready?" He asked them.

"Totally!" Mabel said, giving a thumb up.

The three of them walked into the elevator as it went below ground.

"I can't believe we didn't know this was here," Dipper said in awe as they made it to the lab, the portal was glowing brightly.

"Good at hiding things," Stan shrugged. "And whatever you kids do, do not step past the yellow and black line. Your brother made that mistake…and so did mine."

Dipper quickly tugged his sister away, as she had almost stepped past the line. The trio turned their attention to the portal before Stan looked up at the timer, thirty seconds.

If they were still alive, Stan would be able to see his brother again.

That thought alone made him smile.

…C-I-P-H-E-R…

"…so, yeah, now I'm Matthew Pines, school prodigy, older brother, and local hero," Matthew finished before sighing. "Wow, that was long."

Ford continued to stare. "And how would I know you aren't bidding your time to do something diabolical?" He asked slowly.

Matthew groaned. "My own freaking brother asked me that. No, I do not want revenge, I mean, I'm still sort of pissed with you, but I really care about the twins and Stan, and of course my parents. Also, if I wanted to start an Armageddon I would've stole that not-so-well-hidden rift you have inside your trench coat and shattered it. And I care about my family enough to save you after you tried to kill me. So there, one-hundred-percent good-guy."

Ford still looked suspicious but he nodded slowly anyway. "How are you not dead though?" He asked.

"Um, Bill hinted that he knew, but he didn't tell me so, clueless," Matthew shrugged.

"How do I know you've met my brother and have siblings and that this whole thing you've told me is all another one of your shams?" Ford asked, just as a tear exploded through the air, creating a portal, larger than any of the other ones. It was obvious this one wasn't a natural made portal, it was artificial.

Matthew felt a grin tug at his mouth as he stood up. "You'll know now. We're going home."

"Stanley re-opened it?!" Ford demanded in both annoyance and shock.

Matthew turned from the portal and looked at Ford. "He loves you, Ford."

"It doesn't matter! He's risking the end of the world even after I warned him in the journal!" Ford shot back.

"This is no different from what you did. You risked the end of the world because of your love for knowledge, even though the cave warned you not to summon Bill," Matthew pointed out.

Ford opened his mouth, and closed it, looking back at the portal.

"Now, Grunkle Stan's doing the same thing, because of his love for you." Matthew stood in front of Ford, one blue eye locking with two brown eyes. "You need to let go of the past, Stanford; for both yours and Stan's sakes."

Ford was silent as he looked at the portal, slowly closing.

He was about to open his mouth when there was a loud snort and a large boar charged through.

"What the heck is that?!" Matthew demanded as Ford sighed. "An old friend," he grumbled.

"What?" Matthew responded.

"Doesn't matter, come on!" Ford charged towards the slowly closing portal, Matthew following his lead.

The boar upturned some soil, spraying them both in the face.

Ford spluttered and staggered, Matthew coming to his aid and throwing himself and his great uncle through the portal.

Matthew and Ford grunted as they tumbled into the lab floor, the portal closing, leaving an angry boar behind.

"Matthew!" Came to relieved and happy voices.

Ford turned in surprise as he saw to kids—presumably twins since they looked a lot a like—barrel into Matthew who was trying to get up, the three of them collapsed, laughing.

So, he was telling the truth. Ford thought to himself as he saw a hand put in his face.

Ford looked up to see Stan, wearing a smile. "Need some help, Sixer?"

Several emotions exploded through his mind, his first reaction was to maybe punch him in the face but…

"…Grunkle Stan's doing the same thing, because of his love for you."

Ford swallowed, taking the outstretched hand. Stan tugged him up a bit too fast and Ford collapsed against his chest, Stan wrapped his arms around his twin before he could move. Ford's eyes widened in surprise.

"Stanley…"

"I missed you, so much."

Ford opened and closed his mouth several times, turning to Matthew who was in a tight embrace with his siblings. The teen looked up, nodding in encouragement.

Ford sighed, slowly moving his hands to hug the brother he had never seen for thirty years, wheezing when Stan hugged him even tighter.

"Stanley…thank you," Ford whispered. From the corner of his eye, he could see Matthew smiling at him, almost like the way a father would smile at his child for doing something well.

Ford returned the smile weakly, though frowned when he felt Stan shaking.

"Stanley, are you…are you crying?"

"N-no," Stan choked. "I got dust in my eye!"

Matthew looked away from the two brothers and back at his siblings, who had finally relinquished their grips around his waist.

"You guys don't seem too surprised," Matthew stated.

"Oh, yeah," Dipper chuckled. "I had some weird psychic dream about you getting attacked by a gummy dragon thing, and I cornered Stan."

"He told us everything," Mabel added.

"I thought Dipper would faint by now or something, you know, since Stanford's The Author—."

"Wait, wait, wait, he's the author?!" Dipper demanded.

"Um, yeah, I told you when we went…" Matthew's voice trailed off as Dipper collapsed in a heap.

"You owe me five bucks," Mabel said smugly.

Matthew rolled his eye playfully and made a five-dollar bill appear out of nowhere.

…C-I-P-H-E-R…

EDIT: Update June 29th 2017! Yay! No typos!

AN: I'm DUH, DUH, DUH, DUH, DONE!

Hope you enjoyed! Bill keeping secrets, Ford getting physiologically tortured, and the way Stan and Ford SHOULD'VE reunited.

While I was writing the ending, I was listening to, Still Here by Digital Daggers, listen to it, it has sooo much feels!

Fantasy Fan OUT!