Hey guys going to post a new series this year (seeing as I deleted for a time one of my other stories) I hope you like, and I hope to update it a lot more as I did get great inspiration for this series. It's rate M viewers, so if that makes you queasy, gasp the "omgoshes" and find it repulsive, or makes you uncomfortable and offended, than you shouldn't be reading this story (or rating for that matter.) I appreciate all criticism- especially when it benefits me as writer- like actually telling me where improve with plot, grammar, etc. But I don't appreciate someone just being rude or "troll-like" about it. I hope you enjoy, and if not, can't help you there. Let's get started huh!

Note this series involves addressing assault, sexual assault, mental distress, and much more. Please be advised.

What Heals:

She was dancing to a grove as she skipped about a record shop. Her blonde, wavy hair bouncing with every move she made, loving how her hips swayed to the beat. Her favorite type of joyful music was on. This was her favorite thing to do. She liked to help out at the record store, especially when it got a tad late, because it left her to her own devises. Ever since she turned 16, this is what Pacifica Northwest looked forward to. It gave her a chance to have her own time while her cousin was out exploring and stuff. Not that she didn't like to do that as well, but he was more obsessed with the journals than she was. Though, the mysteries of the town did intrigue her. She liked the challenge they offered, making her and her cousin think and work hard to solve them.

She could remember fondly every adventure they had and all the mischief they would get into with the Pines siblings. It made her laugh, really. Her cousin, Gideon, hated them at a point. But what could she have expected from spending all of her summers here in Gravity Falls with him, than to see a change in relationship with the Pines sister, Mabel. She was cool, decisive, and pretty reliable on most occasions. Though, now it seemed she was more than just reliable, she was dependable to. Her and Mabel started to become friends the second Mabel and Gideon had a mutual change. That gradually grew to them dating.

Many still feared her, though, being that she was a popular and famous Pines. But over time it seemed that changed as well. She became good. Well, better than what she was. She still held a grudge against the gnomes for numerous reasons. And who can blame her, Pacifica did too. It caused Pacifica to giggle again thinking about it. Her mind fluttering through all her memories from when she was younger. It made her happy.

(**)

She finished reorganizing the record shop. She felt pretty tired, from all the dancing about she was doing. She glanced at the record shaped clock, a little surprised with how late it had gotten.

"Wow, 2:30 in the morning already." She wiped some sweat from her brow. "I'm surprised Gideon or Mabel hasn't texted or something." She glanced at her phone, no messages to be seen. She shrugged. "Must know I'm here." She giggled, putting away the cleaning stuff. She grabbed her bag, which complimented her purple blouse that was a bit loose on her form, but still showed her curves. Her bag was a lavender that matched the big llama on her back and little ones on the hem and her chest area. Her blonde wavy hair was in half pony tail, so you couldn't really see the bigger lavender llama on the back.

She turned off the lights, officially locking up the shop. As she headed down the street, she knew it was quite dark, but since it was summer, the heat made it rather humid. For her, walking home wasn't a big deal, she had done it several times before, enjoying the exercise. She looked down an alley, something catching her eyes. She heard a soft sound. 'Is it a puppy? Fairy? Baby unicorn?' She questioned in her mind walking towards the sound. She glanced around the garbage, not seeing anything.

"That's weird…"She pouted, hoping to see a baby unicorn. Something suddenly hit her, causing her to fall to the ground. She turned her head, her screams being silenced as she was attacked again. "Help…please…"

(***)

Gideon noticed for a few weeks his cousin's change in behavior. She wasn't as cheery and it seemed she had no joy at all. When he would invite her to come with him and Mabel to go into the forest or go find mysterious things, she declined. Not even giving a reason. It wasn't like her. She liked to do things and not only that, if she didn't want to do something, she always had a reason. This concerned him and Mabel.

"Gideon, is something bothering Pacifica? Did you two get into another argument?" She was worried, glancing at him with the accusation. He shook his head.

"No, we're fine. I don't know what's wrong. I'm worried Mabel." He confessed. "Pacifica has never been like this. This is worse than when she goes into sweater town. I can't get her to talk to me or anything…" He continued.

"That's not good." Mabel replied. "You don't think it was a bad break up, let down from the crush of the week or something?"

"No." He responded. "She hasn't had a crush of the week since she was 15, and her last relationship was months ago."

"Oh that's right…that dumbass…what's his name?" Mabel tried to think.

"The point is, I'm worried. I don't know what's wrong." He brought the topic back.

"She hasn't told me anything. And she normally comes to me with a lot." Mabel told him.

"Now I'm even more worried." His look showing it. "With everyone taking time off and stuff, I don't know what I should do, or who I should ask for help."

"Give her time…that's all I can think of." Mabel was as concerned, but could only suggest that simple idea. He nodded. He glanced towards the stairs. 'Please be okay Pacifica…' He thought.

(**)

It was late and I was awake in my room just holding myself on my bed. The attic was dimmer and duller than I use to think. It held no special value to me like I thought it did. It was late again and I was positive my cousin was asleep. He could have even been at Mabel's for all I knew. I glanced out the window, seeing as the moon gave off an alluring light. It wasn't unpleasant, but it also wasn't so great to see. I let out an breath, not sure if it was out of exhaustion, frustration or something else. My only guess was a mix of all of it. I untangled my arms, slipping my legs over the edge of my bed. I walked over to my cousin's secret storage chest he kept in my room, or really the attic, opening it. It wasn't hard to open since I have known the code to his locks for a long time. I grabbed one of his journals out of it. Why he kept them locked away in here, I'll never know, but as of late I was a bit glad for the decision. I flipped through the book, passing through pages I had already gone over and read. I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking for, but I knew what I needed and hoped I could find something to help. I kept turning the pages until an item caught my attention. I placed Gideon's bookmark in the crevice of the page, closing the book. I placed the journal in the pocket of my oversized, soft, fluffy sweater.

I stood up, heading to my door, carefully making my way out of the shack. If my cousin was here, I didn't want him to hear me sneaking out…again. I closed the front door behind me quietly before heading out to the forest. I knew this was a bad idea. To keep running off into the forest at night, but personally, I don't think I cared anymore. The dangers didn't really bother me, but I made sure to keep my guard up as I traveled through the trees. It was rather peaceful, if you ask me. I could hear all the night critters echoes throughout the place. Some unnerved me, but most kinda comforted me since it was nice to hear. My only hope was not to run into any gnomes while I was out. I would pass by their section in the woods, thankful to see and hear, rather that they were asleep, snoring.

I walked deeper and deeper into the woods, not really knowing where I was supposed to be going, but kept going hoping to find it anyway. I walked under branches, past sleeping creatures and over several roots. The humidity from the day still lingering, making the night a bit uncomfortable. Especially since I was in a sweater and jeggings. But I pushed that stuff out of my mind as I tried to figure out where to go next. I looked at the journal, seeing which way to go, or to see if I was going the right way. When I placed it back in my pocket, I continued on my path.

I hadn't realized, though, after a bit more of walking, that it became really quiet. A bit too quiet. When I glanced around, a low growl in the distance startled me. I gulped, before seeing nocturnal creatures behind me start to run ahead of me. The sound of rustling leaves coming closer along with the grunts and snarls of something. I made the quick decision to run as well, not wanting to get caught as something's food. I could hear it chasing me as I ran faster and deeper into the forest. I was hopping, weaving and ducking to avoid tree limbs, roots and more. Something caught my foot, causing me to fall to my side. I took a further tumble, rolling and sliding down a steep slope. I screamed as I continued to take a nosedive down the slope, my body out of control in this situation. I was relieved when my body finally made it to flat ground. I rolled out into a lush field filled with thousands of flowers. Some of their petals now scattering through the wind. I groaned, the pain hitting me hard from the fall. I turned on my back, hoping the thing was gone. The fact I wasn't dead yet, gave me a little hope as I closed my eyes briefly, catching my breath.

"Don't you know the woods are dangerous, Northwest." A voice brought me out of my thoughts. I turned and sat up carefully, feeling the soreness everywhere. My eyes widened when I saw the person.

"Di…Dipper?" I gaped. "What…what are you doing here?" I stood up slowly, trying to shake off the pain and dirt I gained from the fall.

"I could ask you the same. The woods at night aren't really fit for someone like you." He had a neutral look, his eyes still steely as ever. "Even your stupid cousin knows that. What, he's trying something new now?"

"My cousin's not out. It's just me." I admitted, not sure why.

"And what could you possibly want from the woods at this late hour?" He folded his arms.

"Can't I ask you the same…" I avoided the question. "I thought you left this place because it bored you and you hated the fact Mabel chose Gideon over you?" I recalled, remembering him calling his sister a traitor and stuff for wanting to be with my cousin. She even forted some of his schemes he had for us.

"I'm only back for a short period." He replied matter of factly. "I wasn't looking to see any of you guys anytime soon."

"Why do I doubt that with how you are?" I was suspicious. "Plus why even bother coming back?" I was a little curious.

"My own business you can say." He was being secretive. I saw him stare at me for a bit. "I thought you dropped that fluffy sweater habit a few years ago?" He questioned.

"I did….this is just a recent change…" I looked away, my hand going to my arm.

"Childish, don you think?" He brought up. I glanced back at him, something crossing my mind, a small flash of anger coming to me.

"You better not be reading my mind!" I accused. "I swear if you are…"

"Cool it Northwest." He interrupted. "I have no desire to read your mind." He nonchalantly spoke. "Besides you wouldn't be able to do anything even I did." He shrugged. I narrowed my eyes at him. He noticed. "I have better things to do anyway." The humid air blew around us, the petals twirling about more. He turned, heading up a path that wasn't as steep as the slope.

"Wait." I called, jogging towards him. He stopped and glanced at me. "Why are you in the woods at night?" I questioned him.

"Why should you care?" His eyes stared into mine.

"I…I don't." I flushed a bit from his intense gaze. "I'm just curious." He smirked, turning away.

"Curiosity might kill you." He had a small chuckle. "Because unlike you I can handle these woods." He turned back to look at me. "No matter what it throws my way." The way he said that had my heart flutter a little, as if he was hinting at something. But I shook every thought of that away.

"Cheeky…" I mumbled walking past him, not bothering to look back when I felt his eyes on my back.

(**)

She had continued her journey through the woods after such a strange encounter. He followed after her briefly when she went up the slope, but she made sure it was just that as she took different turns throughout the forest. She kept glancing at the journal to make sure she was going the right way. She saw the variety of flowers, the colors making her feel a bit calmer for some reason. When she noticed a particular bloom, she knew she was heading the correct direction. However, she felt an ominous feeling. She didn't know what it was, but she didn't like it one bit. She looked around again.

"Dipper…."She called, thinking it was the eldest Pine. "Dipper, I swear if you're there and trying to scare me…" She continued, anger coming to her voice. The thought, though, was cut off when she heard a familiar sound. "Uh oh…" She quickly started to run again, already hearing something pursue her. 'I thought I got rid of this thing!' She yelled in her mind, trying to focus on not only running for her life, but also heading the way she needed to. The beast was following, its snarls and pants being heard. Every step she heard as it chased her. She bent a branch back hoping that would delay it for a bit, while she ran further. When she heard a squeal of pain she knew she needed to take off quick.

She heard the sound of water crashing on a surface. As she got closer she realized it was a waterfall and small lake. Out of instinct she hopped into the lake, hoping to hide herself again, swimming closer to the waterfall. There was a cave and small rock path behind it. She kept herself behind the fall, trying to calm her breathing, glancing slightly out from the fall to see where the beast was. She saw it come into the clearing. It sniffed the air, probably trying to track her.

She hid more behind the water, praying it didn't see, smell or find her. However, another squeal caught her attention. She looked around and saw the beast was on its butt, before getting back up, going into an offensive stance. She saw a blue ball hit it, the thing crying out again. A few more blue sparks hit it, before the thing ran away, its tail between its legs and whimpering into the woods.

"Stupid beast, dare try to come at me…" She heard a male's voice sound in the distance. She noticed he came into view. 'Dipper!' She screamed into her head. She hid behind the falls again, not too sure as to why. She heard him in the clearing as he seemed to be mumbling about something. However, something caught her attention, a slight glow in the cave that made her swim carefully toward the path. She lifted herself up, feeling heaving all of a sudden, lying on her back. Her legs still dangled in the water, so she carefully glided them out, getting herself into a sitting positon on her knees. She crawled delicately to the glow before she heard voices from where Dipper was coming from. She glanced back. 'Is someone with him? When did they get there?' Her curiosity was getting to her again as she debated between going towards the glow or looking at where Dipper was.

(*)

"How dare that beast try and attack me." He mumbled to himself still pissed at the idea of the thing daring to challenge his authority. To challenge him. He glanced around. "I know it's around here somewhere…" He began to think aloud.

"If it isn't the great Dipper Pines." A voice interrupted his process. He narrowed his eyes at the disruption.

"A low level nymph like yourself should know better than to bother me." He merely stated. She came into view, her body sparkly and clad in barely anything but soft vines and leaves. She left little for the imagination, not that she minded. She was a minx always on the prowl and he knew that from the expression she had. His mind abilities didn't even need to be used.

"You looked like you were frustrated." She spoke.

"Nothing you could assist with." He told her abruptly. She made a pretend sad face, pouting at him.

"Aww…" She replied. "Are you sure?"

"Positive." He reaffirmed, not interested in her antics. She walked closer.

"Come now Dipper, even the great fearsome Pines, must need to release his stress every now and then." She went to touch him, but he grabbed her wrist, glaring at her. She did a silent gulp, as he pulled her towards him forcefully.

"Watch yourself nymph." He warned. "I'm feared for a reason and you should be weary of what you can't handle." He released her wrist and she dropped to her knees. She looked up at him.

"You're right, you are feared, and rightly so." She agreed, her fingers beginning to trail up from the bottom of his pant legs. He kept his glare. "But don't you misjudge my capabilities?" She blinked a few times hinting at a few things. "You be surprised what I be able to handle." She bit her lip.

"You're a persistent nymph, you know that." He had a bit of a headache. "I think things have gone from helping me to releasing your own growing problems." He noted.

"You can't blame a gal or any of us rather for being caught up by you, can you?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, sliding her fingers to his waistband, then the buttons. He rolled his eyes.

"Again, seems like it's more about pleasing yourself, nothing much for me to gain." He stated. She was able to undo the buttons and touch his covered member, which she was disappointed wasn't hard. Though, she was going to fix that. He rolled his eyes again at that thought.

"Nothing for you to gain huh?" She repeated, her tongue already rolling over lips at the thought of the taste of him. "Depends by what you mean by that." She reasoned. "I've been told to be very good at what I do." He still didn't look impressed, nor interested in wanting to do what the nymph wanted. Though to be fair, he could read her thoughts clear enough to know she was just looking to fuck, and have someone fuck her hard. Again, something he was not at the moment interested in. Maybe in the past, but now it was just a bother, and personally she was just a turn off and bore.

She had his member out already, using her hand to move up and down the shaft. It was still soft, not surprising to him, but disappointing to her. She gave it a few licks before placing it in her mouth hoping to pick up his interest as she did so. The look he had unwavering, even his breath. After a few minutes she couldn't help but be a bit impressed. This was the great Dipper Pines, she knew he be a challenge, why shouldn't he be. Even when he was younger, you had to handle his rough fucks to be able to call yourself his whore…or even a one night stand of his. He could tear you apart in the best way possible, if you survived that is. So why should she be surprised he be difficult.

"The more this goes on, the more this seems to be your gain." He informed.

"And how's that?" She inquired. She popped his cock out of her mouth with the response, still using her hands to pump his shaft. "You're the one getting the blowjob." She smirked.

"Yet you're the one enjoying it." He countered. She glanced up.

"What do you…" She was going to question.

"I know your soaking, plus you're on the verge of your own orgasm if this continues." He explained. "I don't even have to touch you and you'll be cuming for hours because of how turned on you are."

"Is that so bad?" She raised an eyebrow.

"It's annoying and a bother." he retorted, a glare aimed at her now. "And I want you to leave now."

"But I…we were….don't you…" She tried to find a reason to stay.

"Leave now." He threatened, his voice low. She gulped, falling back on her hands and back. She managed to slide back, nodding, scurrying away. He rolled his eyes. 'Stupid horny nymph.' He fixed his pants, before getting back to what he was doing. He glanced towards the waterfall finding it odd. He walked around the small lake. He saw behind the fall there was a pathway and followed it.

To be continued.

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